“This is so awkward.. I feel like I have two left hands.” Natalie said as she chuckled in embarrassment, it was her first time—she chose you. You and the girl had grew a weird bond since you met, she found comfort in you. She had been hinting about having her first time, and she couldn’t stray from the idea of it being with you.

You felt weird about being the first person to take her innocence, but here you are straddling the girl in your bedroom and the dim lights cascading a gentle glow on her face going against all the morals you tried to set in place. You couldn’t help but stare at her in awe, like she was the only thing that existed you knew the feelings you felt growing between you two were conflicting and so was her home life—she just wanted to be happy.

“Its gonna feel like that the first time.” You let out a gentle laugh leaning down to press kisses down the girl’s neck, you can tell it was overwhelming and new for her but she liked it—nobody had paid attention to her like this. Her hands had gripped your shirt to hold you close like you were lifeline and in the moment you were.

She relaxed naturally under the kisses you placed upon her neck, “I’m so nervous and your making it worse.” The girl chuckled a little which caused you to lift your head up from the nape of her neck.

“Just relax..” You whispered and just like that something in her eyes clicked and the kiss you both shared was languid and slow, filled with unspoken longing.