[Requested] [I'msorrythishastakensolongwritersblockisabitch--]

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     You weren't sure exactly how, but you knew. Now was the time, and now, you were ready. Up until this point, you were decidedly a virgin, but it wasn't until you started dating Mondo Owada that you decided that maybe you wanted to change that. You thought about it a lot, was Mondo really the person you wanted to give yourself to? You hadn't been sure for a start, but gradually, as time wore on, you grew more and more certain that it was what you wanted.

        You wanted to take it to the next level, and give Mondo your everything.

       "I should, er-" Mondo trailed away awkwardly and he removed his lips from your neck, and slowly lifted himself away from you. Mondo's house would be empty for most of the evening, so you had offered to stay with him, deciding that you couldn't possibly let him be lonely, but of course that was just an excuse you made up to spend more time with him, and one which he had readily accepted.

    Neither of you had actually intended for anything lascivious to go on tonight, but when you had engaged him in a kiss that started out innocent, things were bound to digress. And digress they did, the kiss becoming hot and heavy, your back meeting the couch cushions and his hands becoming acquainted with whatever curves you had. 

      "Hm?" You blinked as he sat himself upright, lifting himself away from your body and bashfully wiping his lips against the back of his hand. Of course, you were well aware of his erection, almost painfully so. 

     "I'll go use the bathroom,"

      "No, it's okay," You offered with a small smile, catching his wrist before he could move from you, and he turned to look you in the eye, his own lilac eyes widening a few fractions.

      "H-Huh?" He blinked dumbly, and you smiled bashfully, your own cheeks heating when you realised that you were likely going to have to explain yourself to him. "A-Are you saying....?"

      "Yeah," You replied softly with a shy nod, and his own cheeks tinted a deep vermilion red. "I'm ready,"

     "Are you sure?" He replied instantly, blinking as if he'd just been smacked in the face. "For real? With me?"

    "Yes, with you, Mondo," You smiled softly and reached up to put your hand on his cheek, gently caressing the warm, tanned skin. "I wouldn't want it any other way,"

       "Well, then," He mumbled after a moment of letting his hand rest on top of yours, eyes closed contently. He stood from the couch and a gentle yank on your arm brought you into a standing position too. He pressed a soft kiss against your temple before leading you through his house, pulling you along by the hand. He grew more and more insistent as he lead you up the stairs, hand squeezing around yours tighter and tighter. 

    Once you reached the top of the stairs, Mondo unhooked his hand from yours, getting a grip on your hips and quickly backing you up to the wall, his lips finding yours in a hot, passionate kiss. Your hands tugged at the small stands of hair on the nape of his neck, fingers winding into them and curling closely, and he grumbled out low rolling growls against your lips.

      He lifted two hands under your thighs, lifting you up so that your hips were pressing impossibly close together, and you were gasping breathlessly between burning kisses. He could carry you easily, kicking his door open as his lips worked to all but devour yours, kicking the door closed once again behind him. 

       He easily dropped you down amongst the sheets of his bed, and you landed with a breathless giggle and flushed face, watching him struggle out of his jacket impatiently and throw it halfway across the room before nestling himself between your legs, seeking out your lips once again. 

      Through the scorching kisses you could feel his hands tracing against your thighs, and you quivered in excitement as he drew closer and closer to where you desired his touch the most. However, he simply ghosted past, reaching to remove whatever clothing was keeping you from him, easily pulling the article down your legs. He pulled out of the kiss with weak panting, and you reached for his tank top, yanking it up and over his head, hands instantly tracing over the rippling tan skin of his muscles. 

     "H-Hurry up," You murmured shyly and with a quick nod, he leaned away enough to push his jeans and boxers down his legs, and you quickly lifted your shirt over your head, along with discarding your bra, and swallowing down the embarrassment which seemed to come with showing yourself to someone for the first time.

       "Gorgeous," Mondo commented once he had finished making sure he was nude, and he quickly leaned over to his bedside table, pulling out a pack of condoms from the top drawer, and ripping open one of the shiny red packets with his teeth. It was rolled down over his length in an instant, and he linked one hand with yours, resting it against the bed next to you.

          You took a few deep breaths, trying to still the fluttering of your heart and the trembling of your legs - you were scared, but wanted it so desperately, you wondered how you could be so contradictory.

       "You ready?" Mondo asked, taking a hold of himself and lining up at your soaked entrance, and you took in a deep, shaky breath before nodding in response. He let out a low groan as he slowly, carefully pushed in, inch by inch. 

      You could tell he was being as careful as possible, but you could still feel the sting as you were stretched around him for the very first time - and he wasn't exactly on the small side. Your breath became shallow and you squeezed his hand tightly,  your eyes closing tightly.

      "A-Am I bleeding?" You asked softly, too scared to look down for yourself, and you felt Mondo's other hand on your cheek, the warmth softly caressing your flushed cheek.

      "Only a little, you're good," He replied and you swallowed thickly, barely daring to shift with the foreign feeling and niggling sting of the stretch. "Give me the word,"

      It was a little while, but as he shifted softly getting more comfortable, you realised the stinging was slowly but surely beginning to fade, so in a hushed whisper, you asked him to move.

        Hesitantly he withdrew almost entirely, before steadily pushing back in. You felt the small twinges of pain, but something else entirely foreign and new accompanied it. A burning satisfaction took your breath away, and the small movement made you let out a faint, breathless whimper.

       "That sensitive, huh?" Mondo glanced up at you with a dirty grin and you nodded breathlessly, feeling the slow, rhythmic movements and the pleasurable burning which accompanied it. 

      You couldn't seem to make anything that sounded like words, so you nodded quickly and hoped he understood through your gentle sounds a shallow breaths.

      "Good," He grunted softly with a hazy grin, lavender eyes raking over you again and again, before he released a wavering groan. Your own heart was thumping hard in your chest, a deep, pleasurable heat thrumming through your veins - Mondo's slow and purposeful thrusts reminding you exactly how connected you now were - you'd never been so happy.

      Through your hazy whines and whimpers, you pulled Mondo down into a tentative kiss, which trailed down your neck, and he could feel the rapid throbbing of your pulse in your neck. He remained slow and passionate, his deep moans echoing next to your ears and driving you further into the bliss you had already all but surrendered to. 

     You pulled his lips back against yours and your moans muffled against his as you reached your peak, trembling hard and clinging onto his shoulder, and he hit his own release almost simultaneously, shooting into the condom with a barely-contained groan against your lips. 

      "Shit, I love you so much," He cursed breathlessly, collapsing next to you, and looking over at you with a bashful blush. "You alright?"

      "I'm great," You responded hazily, your own cheeks flushed, chest rising and falling  and now your lower half was somewhere close to numb, but you were so happy and warm, and your chest felt all fuzzy. "I love you too,"

      Mondo responded with a weak chuckle and a deepen in his blush, before he quickly removed and tied off the condom, throwing it in the bin, and pulling you close against his warm chest.

      You were tired and sated, and as he pulled the soft blanket over your bare bodies, with a hazy smile you drifted to sleep.