Edgar Allan Poe
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Poe had never been one for intimacy. He was always nervous and shaky during it even when he was topping. He was extremely unsure so you decided to take matters into your own hands.
You straddle on top of his bare lap. He squeezes your hips, blushing like crazy and quietly panting. As you continue, you decide to wrap your hand around his neck. He tilts his head back and lets out a soft noise.