REQUESTED ~ (I hope this is okay, it was tough to write, with his character and all [so innocent >.<], and I'm sorry it took so long, hope you enjoy, dear requester~)[also I have been totally inactive for months... I haven't forgotten the other requests, I promise >.<]

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    You had a desire. You had a desire, and you were more than capable of fulfilling this desire if you really wanted to. But you were scared. You could admit it. And you didn't know how to alleviate the problem.

      You were a virgin, but you didn't want to be. It made you sigh to think that you were. Of course, you knew there was no shame in being a virgin, but you felt ready. More and more you had thought about what it would feel like. You thought about it more and more, until it was even consuming your dreams. You were more than ready.

     But who? How? You were ready, but scared. You didn't know what do to with the knowledge that you were finally ready - you didn't want to throw yourself to whoever came your way first. It had to mean something. It had to be someone you trusted. Only one name came to mind.

      Gonta Gokuhara.

     It wasn't an obvious choice, most people wouldn't even think of him as an option, they all thought he was too innocent. Really, he was. You and he had been friends for a long time, and you knew better than anyone that he would do almost anything to please you, even if you hadn't asked for a single thing.

     Being a gentleman, most would assume that Gonta would never do that, however, being a gentleman is exactly why he would. You knew he would do anything you asked of him, plus, you loved Gonta more than you would let on. You couldn't think of a better person to finally give yourself too, which is why you invited him over to your house one day after school, when you knew your parents wouldn't be home.

    You were admittedly anxious, and Gonta, having known you for a while, didn't take much time to figure it out.

      "Y/N?" He blinked his wide eyes at you and your dropped your school bag by the end of your bed. "Is something wrong? Gonta thinks you seem anxious..."

     You decided that honestly was the best policy, and gave a reluctant nod after a moment of thought, sitting down on the edge of the bed, smoothing out your school skirt, and inviting Gonta to do the same. He did so carefully. Normally, he would reach for your hand to comfort you, as any gentleman should, but there was something in his mind preventing him from doing so.

     "Is it Gonta? If it is, Gonta can leave if you-"

     "Yes, it is- but, please, stay, let me explain..." He had begun to rise after your confirmation, but you gripped at the sleeve of his blazer, and after a few gentle tugs, he sat himself down next to you, albeit rather more reluctantly.

      "Gonta will listen to anything you have to say to him," He gave a determined nod, though he looked rather sheepish, and if it was something bad which caused your anxiety around him - which he couldn't see it being anything but bad- then he wasn't sure how well he would take the criticism.

     "I have... a problem..." You carefully picked the words, though they sounded awkward all the same, not that Gonta seemed to care. "And I wanted to ask you for help, but I'm anxious because it isn't exactly a normal problem..."

      "Oh..! You know you can count on Gonta for anything...!" Hs face fell back into an easy smile, and just like that he was pacified. You had half expected him to be upset you hadn't told him of the 'problem' sooner, but then again, he was always shy about asking you for help with things he didn't understand, so he probably understood the anxiety, even though it came in different contexts.

     "Gonta, this problem is a little different..." You murmured shyly, unsure how to explain your issue to your large, innocent friend. Suddenly you were having doubts, would he even help you? Would your plan backfire on you? You were pretty close to backing out.

      "But Gonta would do anything to help Y/N," He beamed widely, and your face began to flush as you thought of all the implications he was totally unaware of.

     "Do you really mean that?" You asked, slowly lifting your eyes to meet with his, and watched as his cheeks tinted a light shade of pink, obviously seeing something a little different in your expression. Did your expression make it clear what you wanted?

     "O-Of course..." Gonta stuttered out through his blush. He was blushing.... Did he know...?

      "Gonta... I want to give my virginity to you..." You mumbled, balling up the sleeve of his blazer in your hand, and you heard his small intake of breath. "You know what that means, right-"

       "Yes! Gonta knows!" He nodded, wide eyed, and you jumped light in shock as he settled himself, his cheeks growing deeper red. "Gonta would love to give himself to you, too..."

     A warm feeling spread in your chest and you flushed happily, a small smile growing on your face. Gonta, not wanting to jump right into anything that could make you uncomfortable, and slowly leaned in, his eyes closing, and you couldn't help but think how adorable your gentle giant of a friend was.

       Your lips lightly touched against his in a sweet, gentle kiss, and you took his face in your hands, feeling the warmth of his skin heated with blush under your palms. You worked your lips gently with his, and he clumsily returned the kiss, unexperienced but relishing in being on a new level of intimacy with you - someone he loved so dearly.

      Tentatively, you reached for the button on his blazer, undoing it, and slowly sliding it off his muscular shoulder, getting a good feel of the muscle through his shirt, not that he seemed to mind at all. Since he seemed too involved in the kiss, you took the liberty of shedding your own jacket, pulling on your tie to discard it, and slowly unbutton your blouse, hoping the exposure of your skin wouldn't startle him.

      Instead, he pulled out of the kiss, a little breathless, and watched intently as you shrugged the thin shirt from your shoulders, exposing the F/C bra, retaining your modesty - for the moment. Gonta's cheeks exploded in a fresh shade of pink, eyes drinking in all skin that was on show.

      "Gonta thinks you look beautiful.." He mumbled dazedly, and offered you a bashful smile, and something in your chest fluttered, warm and fluffy. Pushing the bubbly feeling aside, you offered a smile of your own and began loosening his tie, working it free of his neck, and as you threw it somewhere over your shoulder, you felt his hands sliding across your warm skin, very carefully, and experimentally.

      You let out a shiver as you felt his hands timidly crawl up your back, finding the clasp of your bra, and after awkwardly fiddling with it, it came unclipped - or so you hopped, the thought did cross your mind that he may have simply broke it. You the straps slide down your shoulders and with a few quick arms movements, it was on the floor, and your hands were back to the buttons on his shirt, carefully undoing each one.

      He stared at your newly exposed skin innocently, seemingly awed at what he saw, as he brought his hands to cup your breasts very gently, and feel the smooth skin beneath his hands. With a  light squeeze, you felt yourself flush more, and you hurried to undo the last button on his shirt, practically ripping the fabric away in a move that startled him.

    "Y-You're impatient?" Gonta stuttered out, and you nodded, cheeks flushing as you felt yourself growing hotter. Indeed, you were impatient. If you had your way, you'd have jumped him by now, but this wasn't all about you, and you didn't want to startle him, scare him or force him into anything he didn't want. Although, the noticeable bump in his green trousers told you that he was more than willing to do this.

       Hastily, you pulled at his belt, and when your hands were quivering in excitement to the point you couldn't do it, Gonta reached down and did it for himself, pulling his belt free of the loops. With a little help, you pushed down his trousers and boxers, staring at the expectedly large member before you. It was thick, long, and waiting for attention.

     You had gotten ahead of yourself, and found you were still half dressed, so Gonta watched dazedly as you clambered off your bed and dropped your school skirt and panties without a care in the world. Normally you'd have been far too shy and insecure to do this, but with Gonta it felt different than you would've expected, and you were so ready for this, you couldn't care less.

       You shuffled through your drawers quickly and pulled out the largest sized condom you owned, and even then you weren't sure it would be big enough. Hastily you tore the end open with your teeth and threw the wrapped onto the floor, helping him roll it down his length, his face heavily flushed, breathing a little deeper already.

     "Are you sure you don't mind this, Gonta?" You asked him again, staring at him closely for any signs he wanted to back out.

     "G-Gonta is honoured to lose his virtue to Y/N!" He nodded proudly, and his hands rested on your hips as you moved yourself over him, slowly positioning so that you could feel his wide tip just poking at your folds.

       "Th-This might make me bleed, so don't panic.." You mumbled, and Gonta gulped but nodded again, waiting patiently as you took a deep breath, sliding yourself down over him. Inch by inch, you worked your way down, and there was a sharp tear, but it was over almost as quickly as it came, and much to your relief, when you looked down there was only a minute trickle of blood, which Gonta didn't seem to pay any mind to.

      "W-Warm..." Gonta gulped, and very lightly pushed down on your hips, and you allowed yourself to sink down even further, before drawing in a ragged breath.

      Slowly, you began to slide yourself up and down, feeling him solid and warm inside you, a strange friction brushing up your inside which made your chest feel tight, and your breath came rarely. Your hands were anchored on his broad shoulders, his own hands guiding you carefully, protectively. He knew this had to stay calm, being your first time, he didn't want to tear up your insides anymore than he already had done.

      Gradually, you began to move a little faster, and the feel came stronger, a pleasurable tingle, burning inside you, which made your breath come short and your stomach felt tight. As your speed increased, Gonta kept a tight hold on your hips, and through the hazy throes of the building pleasure, you had never felt so safe.

     Gonta let out quiet grunts, and you found yourself coming closer and closer to your release, nails digging into his shoulders as you gasped out breathy moans.

     "G-Gonta won't last much longer..!" He gasped out, and you nodded frantically.

    "M-Me too...!" You let out a long, quiet whine, forcing yourself down further and further, when his tip probed at your deepest parts, a harsh jolt of pleasure zinging through you, and you let out a lazy cry, your back arching, pressing yourself close to him as your body shook through with pleasure, Gonta's thick arms encircling you, holding you against his chest as he watched you at your high, face flushed and sweaty, panting and releasing into his condom.

      You shakily lifted yourself up and off of him, and he quickly removed the condom, tying it off and throwing it in the bin in the corner of the room. You found yourself far more exhausted than you thought you would be, while Gonta stood awkwardly to the side of the bed, not sure what would happen now. You were sweaty and wanted a shower, but you were far too exhausted, and just wanted to rest.

       "C'mere.." You mumbled lazily, dragging him onto your bed with you, watching him blush as you rested yourself half on his broad chest, warm and lightly sticky with sweat. It was bearable.

      "G-Gonta has very strong feelings for you, Y/N!" Gonta declared nervously, and a lazy smile pulled at your face.

      "Yeah... I love you too, Gonta..."

     He sighed in relief and allowed his arms to coil back around you, and you smiled happily, safely in the arms of your new found lover.

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