micheal laid in bed, smoking a cigarette. the blanket covered his lower body as he was half naked, only in his boxers.

you had your head rested on his chest, a hand on his chest too with a flustered and shy expression. you just finished your first time...

your body was covered since you were fully naked. you stared at the wall, thinking about the rough moments from before. the groaning, the grunting, the moaning all coming back to you.

micheal stared at the ceiling, half happy that he took your first time, half in aching pain.

you sighed, kind of embarrassed. micheal puts a hand around your shoulder, silently comforting you—something he wasn't good at.