Okay this will be awkward writing (jk no), but this was inspired by an old movie I saw.  It's in Filipino with some English because of Sam Milby (ang gwapo sa personal) and Ai Ai Delas Alas (no idea if I spelled that right). But it's not fully based off the movie. Only the first few parts.
Also it took me a few baby steps to write the word "sex" because it felt uncomfortable writing it, but I faced it and now it's not.
Also... (I swear I need to stop) I might make a fanfic out this? I have two X Reader fanfics and I want to make this one a pairing this time. I was thinking of FrUk for this, but I also want FrUs... Shoot what do I pick???

-Pumpkin

You swore that you wanted to back out, but it was too late.

C'mon (Y/n)! You're almost thirty and you're a virgin.

You remembered Eliza's words as your cheeks rose up with red. You've had boyfriends in the past, but never did you ever had sex with them. It's like a whole new level for you if that ever happened. It feels like if you ever did that you were committing to someone or whatever and you are not even sure if you want that guy to be the so-called "one and only". It would be so weird.

Oh god, an I really going to do this???

Your mind raced with fear and anxiety as you hugged yourself rubbing your forearms. You thought to yourself that this was ridiculous. You wanted to just leave a note saying sorry and escape through the fire escape.

Also you don't even know this guy. Your friends just invited one of their guy friends to hook the both of you up.

You've decided-

A knock suddenly was heard...

Too late. Well then...

You froze in your tracks and faced the door slowly in fear.

"Oh god..." You muttered in fear.

You didn't know what to do. The guy was here and he would know and catch up with you if you escaped. You had no choice.

Face your fears they said, it'll help you!

You muttered sarcastically in your head and fixed your silky robe. The fact that the girls actually reserved a hotel room and bought some lingerie for you to impress the guy was sweet, but seriously this wasn't helping you.

Wear this! It'll help your confidence- FUCKING HELL EMMA!

You ranted in your mind and stopped in front of the door. You breathed in and out, and opened the door a bit to see your one-night-stand.

He had silky blonde hair that was in a short ponytail, bright sapphire blue eyes that mesmerized you a bit, some visible stubble that looked adorable on him, and a smile on his face.

Damn... You were unable to respond.

He was handsome all in all. You had to say that Emma had good taste in men, but you've never expected that it would be this good. Heck, you'd date him.

"Bonsoir mademoiselle." He greeted.

Your cheeks suddenly went cherry red from his greeting. The language rolled off his tongue fluently and sounded like it sang to your ears. You couldn't move from your position.

"H-Hi..." You stuttered.

You mentally face palmed for acting like a fool. You snapped out of your thoughts and let him in. The nervousness in you suddenly died down a bit. He had this calming aura around him that made you a bit more comfortable.

You both sat at the end of the bed. The bed sheets were white with a gold canopy above, there were roses to because of Michelle's suggestion, and a bottle of wine and two wine glasses on the coffee table in front of the love seat.

You still had no idea what the roses were for. It's not like you're on your honeymoon.

A wave of awkward silence followed as you fidgeted on the bed.

"So..." You said. "What's your name?"

The man chuckled. You squeaked as he suddenly pinned you down on the bed making the roses fly around the both of you. You gulped as he smirked hovering above you.

Your hair spread on the bed. The robe that covered your semi-nude body was a bit messed up to see a bit of your mounds, the nervousness in your eyes can be seen, and your fear was visible through your constant gulps.

His face neared your as you sucked in the scent of his cologne. It smelled good. The tresses of his hair touched your cheeks. Soft like silk as you've expected. And his tall nose touching yours. As expected, he was here to get laid.

"Why is that you ask the name of the man you're going to spend one night with?" He asked in a husky tone.

"Because knowing that this is the day I'm going to lose my..." You cheeks heated up. "My... Virginity and..."

You looked away with your cheeks still burning cherry red.

"Okay, I don't care anymore." You sighed. "Just get on with it."

You shut your eyes closed waiting for something to happen, but nothing did. You waited for a few more minutes until you heard a sigh. The weight on your wrists were gone and the weight on top of you as well.

"It's Francis ma cherie." You opened your eyes and sat up looking at the man.

You were surprised by his actions. You thought that men would take their opportunity to fuck someone, but he didn't. He didn't take you.

"Francis..." You repeated. "I'm (Y/n)."

"(Y/n)..." Your name seemed to roll off his tongue in a different accent which sounded weird, but nice. "What a beautiful name..."

"Thanks." You sat next to him and sighed. "And I'm sorry for wasting your time."

You crossed your arms and looked away. All the efforts of your friends were gone. You felt a bit guilty.

"It's alright ma cherie." He replied.

Silence followed as you looked down on your lap. You didn't understand. Why didn't he just take you? Why didn't he just take advantage?

"Why?" You asked. "Why didn't you do it?"

"Do you want me to?"

"No, never mind."

"Then I won't."

You looked at him in confusion.

"People may call me a slut or whore, but in all honesty I'm just providing a need for the people I have been with." He smiled at you.

"Need?" You rose your eyebrow at him.

"Sex isn't just lust or a thoughtless desire." He chuckled. "Sex is also a need and an act of loving someone. It helps build up relationships to the next level or understand one another."

You thought for a while.

"Why do you think some others do it without even thinking straight first?"

"Because..." You thought for a while. "Because they're only fucking for fun, I guess?"

You shrugged. You didn't really know a lot about sex. All you knew about it was that it's something that maybe part of life.

"Others, maybe... But not me." He spoke. "I only do this to make those unwanted, wanted. I'm their one-night-stand to comfort them, sometimes I even regret it."

"Regret it, why?"

"Imagine yourself sleeping with a different person every night, any gender, black or white, westerners or easterners, some my age, some a bit younger, some older, some broken, some who are just looking for fun, and maybe others who are just like you. A first timer with no experience." He looked down. "Or maybe those who need love, but can't find it."

"What about you then?" You hugged your knees. "Have you found love?"

"Before, but now..." He sighed sadly. "He has another love..."

"Oh..." You muttered softly. "Sorry for asking..."

"It's alright ma cherie." He pursed his lips.

You looked at his eyes. From your angle you can see a tint of the broken heart inside of him. He was just a man looking for something. He's lost and he needs guidance. He wants someone to love. Someone that can stay with him. Not just for a little while, not just for a month, not for a year, not just for forever. He wants something that goes like this...

Till death do us part

He wanted commitment. Something permanent in a lifetime.

You sighed and stood up in front of him.

"What are you-"

You quickly gave him a peck on the cheek. You looked away and crossed your arms with a visible blush on your face. You looked at him who also had a visible blush in his face too.

"You seem cute and..." You pouted. "I guess I'll give you a shot in life, if you would even give me a shot."

He looked at you amazed. You could tell that this may just be out of pity, but maybe you can learn to love him. Someone broken and lost. Maybe you can be his light, the guidance. Or maybe you can be the answer to the problem he faced.

He smiled.

"I wouldn't decline it for the world ma cherie."

Who knows, maybe you can find your own answers in him too.