I did this for the lovely 0musicismagic0 with her lovely characters go read her lovely book (tbh I'm just cramming all the lovely puns I can in this)

This is like the first lemon that I've published and am going to keep published lmao

Warnings: idk man it kinda mentions self-harm, also has sex ;)

"Quinn, I'm scared," I said quietly.

"Scared of what?" he said, nuzzling his nose into my hair.

"What will happen next? What's in the future? I could die at any moment. It's terrifying."

"Don't think like that. It'll get in your head. I don't want you to be sad, you're my little pastel babe."

I looked up. "Quinn, I'm already sad. I'm already scared and anxious. What do I do?"

"... I'll help you."

"How?"

"I don't know, but I will. What can I do to make you happy?" he said, kissing my forehead softly.

"I... I can't say it. It's embarrassing."

"I won't judge you."

"No! It's... It's dirty."

I could feel his face get warm at the suggestion.

"I'm sorry! I'm such a weirdo... Forget it." I began pulling away.

"Hey, it's not weird." He kept a firm grasp on my waist. "I just want to make sure that you're absolutely sure."

What was I thinking? He wouldn't do that. Who would love me enough? "No, you don't... You probably don't want to..."

"I will if you want me to." His thumbs were making gentle circles in my side. "But only if you're sure."

I could already feel my breath hitching in embarrassment. There might have also been a little anticipation mixed in. "Would you?" I asked quietly. "Maybe?"

"I would be glad," he said, twirling me around so that I was facing him. He had one hand on the back of my head, pulling my lips towards his. The other was wandering down my back gingerly.

Is this really happening? Oh, God, I can't believe this. Quinn has treated me so well. If I could choose anyone to have sex with, it would be him. "Have you ever kissed anyone?" I asked, our lips practically touching.

"Yes, but never someone as beautiful as you." He pressed his mouth against mine lovingly. When he gently pulled back, I could feel huge butterflies in my stomach, my face burning. "What about you?"

"No, never."

He lifted me up. "Well, I'll try to be gentle." He carried me to the bed, carefully setting me down. He pressed me down, one of his hands in my hair and one of them under me, propping me up by the shoulder blades. He had his hips against mine, slowly grinding against me.

"Quinn," I moaned softly into his mouth.

"I'm right here, baby, I'm never gonna leave you." He softly licked my lip. I let him in, only feeling more breathless as we continued our makeout session.

"Please. Quinn, I want you. I need you."

"I love you so much, Vinyl, my God, I love you."

"I love you, too, Quinn. I love you so, so much."

When we pulled away, I was almost panting. I was restless and I needed him right now.

"Are you completely sure? I don't want to force you into anything," he whispered, his fingers near the waistband of my leggings.

"Please, I need you."

Quinn gently pulled down my leggings, taking them down my thighs, calves, occasionally leaving small kisses. He dropped my leggings off the bed. Then, he managed to make me even more crazy for him by putting his hands up my sweater, gently rubbing his thumbs into my hips. "You're just so fucking beautiful," he whispered, looking at me lovingly.

"God, no. I'm a scrawny broken mess. Please fix me," I said.

He planted his lips onto a scar near my knee. He gave me gentle, caring kisses down my thigh, on every single scar I had. When he was done with that, he began pulling off my large sweater. "Dear God, you're so cute," he said, beginning to kiss the scars on my arms and sides. "Don't do this to yourself, please, Vinyl."

He rested his head on my chest. "I can hear your heart. It's beating pretty fast."

"That's because I love you," I whispered. "So much, Quinn. I need you. Please."

He kissed up my neck, making my heart jump into my throat. A low groan escaped me. God, he was good at this. When he nuzzled his nose into my jaw, giving me soft kisses, I could barely contain my moans.

"It's no fun if you don't make noise. Let me hear your pretty voice," he said, nipping at my jawbone. He kissed the same spot and began sucking on it. I groaned, loudly.

Quinn stopped for a second. "Shit. Do it again."

"Why?"

"That was cute as hell." He went down my neck again, sucking, leaving love bites and hickeys all the way down, dissolving me into a moaning mess.

I tugged on the hem of his sweatshirt. "I'm embarrassed being the only one naked," I said bashfully.

"You're not completely naked yet, babe," Quinn said, giving me a quick, small kiss before discarding his sweatshirt and jeans. I tried to pull off his boxers as well, but he stopped me. "Not yet." He began grinding against me and kissing me deeply again.

"God, I love you so much," I groaned, my hands on the back of his head, pulling him closer to me. "Quinn, I need you."

"You've said that lots. I'm going to make sure that I've satisfied all of your needs. If I don't, make sure you tell me." He took off my briefs and began kissing my thighs, and hips--and eventually licked up my member, making me shudder and groan.

"Oh, do you like that?" he asked, his lips almost touching my tip.

"Yes," I said, before gasping as he took my tip into his mouth. He used his tongue generously, making me buck my hips and moan. "God, Quinn--how do you know this?" It felt absolutely amazing.

He just smirked and continued bobbing his head up and down my shaft. I had my hands tangled in his hair, following his head as it moved up and down, up and down. I was moving my hips against his lips and tongue, groaning and wanting even more as he continued. I felt my insides coiling--tighter and tighter--as he sucked and licked. I finally felt the knot in my stomach release with a ridiculously loud moan.

Quinn swallowed it all. "You taste delicious, babe," he said, giving me a long, deep kiss. "Do you want me to be inside you?"

He sounded so shameless. "God, yes," I said, though I was slightly embarrassed at his bluntness.

He pulled off his boxers. "Tell me if it's too much." He put his hands--his soft, caressing hands--under my hips, holding me up as much as he needed. He began pushing in, and I whimpered, causing him to stop right away. "Are you okay?" he asked, seeming genuinely worried for my well-being.

I nodded breathlessly. "I can handle it."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

As he continued pushing inside me, I moaned shrilly. He was so warm and comforting. Soon, he was all the way in. "Tell me when it's okay to move, baby," he said softly, running his fingers over my hip bones.

My legs had found their way around his waist, my fingers gripping the sheets. In a minute, I gave him the go-ahead. "Please," I added.

He nodded and began moving back and forth, slowly, giving me time to adjust, and occasionally moaning. I groaned as he began going faster. He still seemed to be caring and loving, despite pounding away at me. Low groans escaped his throat as he thrusted into me. "God, Vinyl, you feel so good." He took one of my legs from his back and put it over his shoulder, changing the angle slightly enough so as to make me moan more. His hands were splayed out on top of mine, helping to hold me as he made me love him even more.

"Quinn--oh God, Quinn." I was overcome with pleasure, shrieking Quinn's name as he continued to thrust into me. My fingers were gripping his tightly. He leaned down, kissing me and swallowing my shrill moans and loud groans.

When he pulled his face away from mine, I slipped my hands out from under his and tugged him down again by the back of his neck. My thigh was bent tightly against my torso since it was on his shoulder, but I could handle it if it meant I could be closer to Quinn. We kissed each other deeply, muffling each other's sounds of pleasure.

Quinn was panting when our lips parted. "God, Vinyl, I love you so much." His hands brushed over my stomach and grasped my cock again. I let out another loud shriek-moan. He began moving his hands along my shaft, pleasuring me infinitely alongside his own member being inside of me.

I was gasping and moaning as he came. He groaned, loud and long, riding out his highs and slowing down. He gently pulled out, his hands still stroking and caressing my cock. "Have I met all of your needs?" he asked huskily, giving my shaft another long lick like before. I shivered. God, he knew how to make me go crazy.

"Please... Could you, uh..."

"This?" He began bobbing his head on my shaft again.

"God, yes," I moaned, my hips going up instinctively. He licked and sucked me, moving his head up and down. My hands were back on his head, going with his motions. I couldn't even think of containing my moans as he filled me with pleasure.

His hands were on my thighs, rubbing them gently and lovingly. He managed to still look innocent and caring while sucking me off. His fingers wandered up to my hips, his hands gently massaging my waist and sides. I was practically shrieking his name--God, I love him. He was absolutely amazing at this.

"Quinn, you're... Ah, you're so amazing--" I could barely finish before he swirled his tongue over my tip again, which naturally made me moan more. He bobbed his head a few more times before I screamed his name and came into his mouth again. He swallowed it.

After a quick grin, Quinn crawled up beside me. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pulling me against his bare chest. I complied, looping my own arms around his waist. He pulled a blanket over us.

"I love you so much, Vinyl. Do you feel good?" He gave my forehead a kiss.

"Yes, I feel amazing. Thank you, Quinn, I love you."