A Special Brand of Cheese [closed]

Richard wasn't quite convinced. The way that she just seemed to uncertain about it all was what told him otherwise, but she had every reason to be like this, especially if this was her first time. After a few moments of silence and a small smile in response to hers, he wondered whether or not he should take back over until he suddenly felt her hand grab onto him carefully and begin moving up and down gently. The feeling was overwhelmingly amazing. It took him a few seconds to gather his thoughts back together while a goofy grin appeared on his face. "W-Well, I have to live with it," he stammered for a second in a joking tone. "You are doing a wonderful job." It just didn't feel right, though. He felt like this whole thing should be the other way around. Why did he think that letting her do the work was a good idea? He was going to fix this.

Reaching down, he grabbed Lynn's hands, intertwining his fingers with hers for just a moment before reaching around her and turning both of them over so that he was back on top and she was lying on her back. It wasn't the smoothest transition, but it worked out a lot better than he had planned. After it was done, he simply grinned at her. He tried to think of something smooth he could say here, but suddenly nothing came to mind. "I don't know what I was thinking," he admitted. "Ladies should always be first." He should have just kept his mouth shut, but what was said had been said and he was going to roll with it. His cheeks flushing once more, he quickly gave her a quick kiss before leaving a trail of them from her lips down her neck and then the rest of her body. It was amazing how soft her skin was in comparison to his, even on her stomach. As he reached the top of her tights, he finally stopped and looked up at her once before wedging his fingers beneath them, gently and carefully beginning to pull them down her legs.

The look on his face was oh-so satisfying. Just to see that dumb, silly smile on his face and listen to the way he tripped over his own words, it was exciting, and it was adorable. It was beyond attractive, in it's own unique way. In turn, her own smile grew, satisfied that she wasn't completely working as a lost cause. "Great," she said, focusing her attention back down. It was still sort of strange, but fun in a way, and she'd put all her focus the way her wrist was moving.

That was, until he stopped her, folding their hands delicately together. It came as a surprise to her. "Don't tell me you're done already?" Brailynn teased. There was no time for a look or an answer. Next then she knew, she was being pulled back towards the bed, landing up on her back, staring up at his face. "A-Always the gentlemen, aren't you?" The blonde smiled, feeling her heart racing from the sudden exchange.

He hadn't given her any time to catch her breath. His hands traveled quickly down her body, leaving shivers in their path and finding their way quickly behind the band of her skirt. She was all-too aware of the feeling as he began to pull the fabric away, her breath hitching sharply as the last of her clothes fell to the floor. And just like that, the two of them were exposed.

"Is it just me, or did it get a little chilly in here?" she joked quietly, reaching her hands out for him, silently longing to be close again.

It didn't take him very long to toss the rest of the clothing onto the floor. He could see her trying to reach for him, but he couldn't help but take a second to just look her over. It was adorable how shy she seemed to be about herself, but he loved it. With a goofy smile, he looked back up at her, admiring her own beautiful smile. "I try to be one," he responded with a shrug after ignoring her previous statement. He figured it wasn't worth trying to argue his point now that she knew what he was doing.

"Chilly? Maybe a little bit." With a small chuckle, he climbed back up so that they were once again face to face. As he moved his way up, though, his hand slowly ventured around her body, taking in just how soft and smooth she was before it came to rest up between her legs. "I'm here to warm you up, though." He'd by lying if he said he wasn't nervous of screwing something up, but he felt pretty confident at the same time. He wanted to make this special at least for her.

Looking down for a split second, he made her his hand was in the right spot before his eyes met hers once again. Meanwhile, his fingers gently rubbed against her, hoping he could be a bit of a tease while he tested to see what her reaction would be. He didn't wait very long, though. After a short time, he pressed harder until his fingers slipped inside of her. "You still good with this?" he asked quietly.

Ahh, Brailynn was left uncertain of what she was going to die from first, her own self-conscious redness or his romantic, corny lines. "My hero," the young woman mused, laughing quietly along with him as his face once again hovered above hers. The tension suddenly felt thicker again, and she was all-too tempted to just lean up and steal another kiss from him, but it was clear he already had himself distracted. She bit back the urge, keeping her eyes locked with his as his hands began to explore her again.

Deep breaths, she silently reminded herself, despite her heart pounding more intensely the lower his touch became with each passing moment. Perhaps it was a good thing he was looking away, Lynn thought, at least until he'd reached that sweet spot of hers. The blonde gasped despite herself, brushing closer against him and feeling her face burn brightly. How unfair was it, he'd hardly touched her at all, but it was enough to make her suddenly so flustered.

And he'd hardly given her time to recover. She ran her hand again across his skin, reaching around his neck and holding him there as she felt a part of him slip inside. "I'm good if you are," Brailynn smiled, quickly growing used to the feeling and caching his gaze again.

Every time that she looked at him, he could feel his face getting hotter... that was, if it wasn't hot enough already. His face had been flushed ever since she got here, so this felt like a whole new level of blushing. "Good," he repeated with a somewhat bashful smile, keeping his gaze locked in hers. She had such beautiful hazel eyes and he wanted to tell her, but every time he tried, poor Richard realized he couldn't exactly multitask. So instead, he just let out a stupid goofy laugh, his shoulders instinctively rising up out of slight embarrassment as he did so, but it quickly passed.

With a small, quiet sigh, Richard forced himself to relax and continue, hoping that through this he wasn't going to hurt her. Carefully, he pushed one finger deeper inside of her, letting both her and him get used to the feeling. After a second, though, he found himself moving his fingers in and out, creating a slow pace to begin with just get a feel for everything and make sure that he was still in the clear. How much and how long he continued was all dependent on her reaction because he wanted to make sure she was enjoying it. However, after a moment, the pace quickened just slightly as he finally got used to it himself.

Through this whole process, though, Richard honestly couldn't figure out what to do with the rest of himself. Sure, he wanted to keep looking at her pretty face, but he didn't want to make it weird. At the same time, though, he didn't want to make it look like he couldn't look at her. So instead, he leaned down in the best way he could manage, his lips brushing against and leaving a trail of kisses on her collarbone as he continued to keep a steady pace with his hand.

It was a fleeting thought, but for a moment she figured that they must have seemed like the biggest dorks alive. Brailynn shifted around on the soft bed-sheets, staring back up at him and quickly mirroring his grin, laughing quietly along with him. Despite how awkward things might have seemed, she hadn't felt weird in the slightest. In all the books and the games and the movies, this sort of act was always so ... serious, but when the two of them laughed, things just seemed so perfectly happy.

In truth, even as the two of them smiled together, she did find his hand a little uncomfortable. The Spring found herself squirming around as he moved, biting her lip and tensing up despite herself, the feeling of him inside completely foreign to her. As she paused, Lynn would let out a small sigh, forcing herself to relax her body again. Thankfully, it didn't appear to stay that way for long once the two of them had found their rhythm. She'd grown used to the feeling and something sparked. It started to feel good. Really good. And her small wisps of breath grew to small moans.

His lips had found their way to her neck again. Her toes curled, thinking it had to be some sort of weak spot of hers. "Rich -" the girl gasped quietly near his ear, tightening her grip around him, as if there were room to pull him closer. "Yeah, you're pretty warm alright." She managed to joke, biting back another sound as he went on. Between her racing heart and how her body almost felt like jelly, she'd thought it wasn't fair how easy he was able to do this to her.

Her reaction was everything Richard could have hoped for and more. At first, he was tentative from the way that she seemed to squirm underneath him, and it took him a minute to interpret whether it was good or bad. However, it didn't take very long for both of them to find that rhythm and everything fell into place. It didn't take him long to figure out that he must have been doing something right when her breathing quickened slightly and soon after turned into soft noises that seemed to just make him melt. For whatever reason, he wasn't really expecting that kind of reaction, so among all of the other things he was preoccupying himself with, he also had to make sure he wasn't showing how impressed he was with himself that what he was doing was quite a success.

The feeling of her body wrapped around his was amazing. He didn't really think it could get much better than it was earlier, but this was a bit different. It truly felt like they couldn't get close enough to each other which was strongly irritating but amazing at the same time. It was only when she began to say his name that Richard truly felt like he was going to melt. Goosebumps shot through him traveling down his spine and through his arms that felt more like a surge of energy. At this point, he couldn't help but pause for a minute and let out a small laugh at her comment, a smile donning his face before wrapping his free hand around her as best as he could and pulling her against him. His expression quickly turned rather goofy as he thought of something he could say, but he bit his tongue. He didn't want to ruin the mood because one of two things would happen: Lynn would either laugh way too hard or hate him for such a terrible joke. After thinking it over, though, he couldn't pass up this opportunity.

"So you could probably say that I'm... hot?" He finally asked her as he looked up to see her face. Several possibilities ran through his head and he couldn't help but give her a big, stupid, toothy grin accompanied with a stifled laugh.

Brailynn smiled against his skin, feeling completely light of heart and ecstatically happy, as if she were already on top of the world - and things only got better once she could feel his arm wrap tightly around her. Whatever small distance was between them as it was had felt like too much for her. It was a strange ache that he couldn't quite put her finger on. She wasn't sure how to put it into words, she only knew how badly she wanted him.

And then, for a brief moment, she could only imagine how badly she wanted to get away from him. "Oh, Richard." Her sigh was slow and heavy and she paused, pulling away from him slightly and catching his green gaze again. She shook her head gently in disbelief, before slowly coming to terms with his lovely pun, her grin slowly returning. The young woman broke into laughter again and pressed her forehead gently to his. "Yeah, you could say that." What a dork.

In a bit of revenge, she slid a little down the bedsheets, reaching down and grabbing him with her free hand, stroking him again. Brailynn watched his face carefully for a reaction, her own smile turned sly once again.

Watching her roll her eyes and act all dramatic at his joke, Richard finally broke and laughed as she pulled away from him. Only for a second did he feel bad, but he couldn't wipe the grin off of his face. "Oh, come on, it wasn't that bad of a joke," he told her teasingly before their eyes locked again and she slowly began to smile at him. He had opened his mouth to say something but quickly shut it as their foreheads met while she finally began to laugh. It was such a nice laugh too. It made him feel all warm inside.

"I could say the same to you as well," he told her in a hushed tone after her little comment which had essentially confirmed his joke. It wasn't really something he was expecting, but it was nice at the same time. The chemistry in general between them was nice. He felt so comfortable around her, even like this which was something he honestly never thought would happen in the first place. Yet, here they were laughing and giggling like dorks while just being so open with each other. This was good. Richard could stay like this forever.

His thoughts were quickly cut off, however, as Lynn pulled herself down slightly and took hold of him again with a big, almost devious smile. The sensation that suddenly shot through his body made him recoil slightly as he sucked in a sharp breath, but the surprise passed quickly and he was able to relax again, biting down on his bottom lip in the process. For someone who didn't really know what they were doing, Lynn certainly did a pretty good job. As she continued her movements, a million different thoughts buzzed around in Richard's head, but he couldn't clear his mind long enough to try to say any of them and instead, he simply sat there and watched her while trying to form the correct words. After a few minutes, though, there was really only one thing that could come to his mind. "I want you so bad right now..." he breathed, trying to keep himself contained.

The entire stretch of silence between them, the young woman wondered if she was moving her hand right. Was she being too rough or too soft? It was kinds awkward moving her arm from the position she was in, but like most other things, she was still determines to get it all right. From the distance she moved down his length to getting the flick of her wrist just right, she watched his face closely for the telling signs. The way he stared down and bit his lip was nothing less than encouraging, as well as thrilling. The more he seemed to fade into the moment the more she found herself grinning. Despite the pink in her cheeks amd the slight nervousness I'm her laugh, she found herself thinking that this wasn't so bad after all. It was fun, even.

All seemed fine until he broke out into a whisper, those few simple words sending waves of chills racing across her skin. Her smile wavered, and she started to try and say something in return, but the words were completely lost to her. In that moment, she could only focus on his face and the pounding of her own heart. It felt like it was about to beat out of her chest. She lay still until she could say something again. "I... I want you too..." If words could kill, she might have just unraveled her own demise right then and there, suddenly paranoid that he might even hear her own fretting heartbeat in that quiet room.

She squirmed around, hastily trying to puzzle together what to do next, casting a glance aside and thumbing away at the soft bedsheets. Lynn wasn't sure what to do now, so she rattled off the first things that came to her mind. "You'll go easy on me, won't you?" She smiled again, trying her best to lighten the mood again. She didn't feel the need to repeat herself again, but she was still rather lost when it came to the sort of thing. Wasn't it supposed to hurt the first time? Her hazel eyes found his own gaze again, questioningly.

When she stopped, Richard suddenly froze too, opening his eyes and sending himself into a bit of a panic. He said something wrong, didn't he? He didn't meant to say it. It just came out of his mouth. His face twisted for a just a second into worry and confusion as he studied her own expressions, trying to figure out what was running through her mind. She looked surprised, a bit taken aback, and suddenly a little nervous. Richard didn't dare move. He just watched her, waiting for some kind of response as she thought about what she was going to say. It was only when she finally spoke did his body relax again, but he couldn't help but still feel a hint of concern with the way that she said it. He wasn't quite sure if he was supposed to believe her or not.

He sat up for a moment, rubbing his face in his hands before he looked at her with a small, reassuring smile as Lynn continued to talk, asking him to go easy on her. "What, you think I wouldn't? I couldn't do that to you," he told her with a small, amused chuckle. Suddenly it fell silent. Richard was too busy thinking over what was happening and what he should do next. He was at a bit of a loss, but nonetheless, he sighed and glanced back at Lynn for a minute. He was just about to say something when he caught her gaze and she just simply looked at him with that questioning look. In just a few seconds, he realized just how stupid he was being. Here he was wondering if she was just trying to do this for him and she wasn't all that into it, but that wasn't the case. She wouldn't have come this far with him if it were.

His smile only grew as he held her gaze before stupidly laughing at himself with the shake of his head. With one quick movement, however, he leaned down and gave her a kiss on her forehead before getting up off the bed and reaching for the drawer in the night stand. It didn't take him long for him to get inside and pull out a condom. There was no way he was going to take anymore risks than what he was already doing. He was smarter than that, and there was no way he could afford a kid. Of course, if it came down to that...

He wasn't going to think about that. Not right now. It took him a minute, and of course, as usual, he fumbled with it for a second but not long after, he got everything secured like it should be. Of course, the whole thing felt pretty embarrassing, but what was a little embarrassment to security? When he was done, he looked back at Lynn once again, this time his cheeks blazing red from blushing but he quickly grinned at her before his face melted into a sincere smile. "You look beautiful," he said simply before leaning back down for another kiss.

Somehow she knew he'd say something like that, but it was reassuring to hear all the same and helped quell her frantic heartbeats. She managed to smile back at him, laughing that same nervous laughing, and then pausing again I'm confusion as he sat up and backed away from her. Was there something wrong? Did she do something dumb? Did he change his mind after all? Brailynn watched in confusion as he reached over for the drawer, shuffling through it and pulling our a small shape of plastic.

"O-oh," she whispered, her jumbled thoughts quickly coming together as she watched him tear open the wrapper and take out the tiny object inside. User of what to do, the Spring sat up herself, watching with growing amusement as he struggled with the wrapper, considering once or twice to step up and help him with it, but then she was as lost as he was with how to get it on... If not more hopeless.

He seemed his normal, dorky self again once the deed was done, his grin back and his cheeks flushed with red. She smiled brightly in return. "Thank y-" She hadn't the time to finish speaking before he stole another kiss and she found herself falling quickly back onto the bed.

His kisses were as sweet as they were hungry. She started wiggling around restlessly, laughing a bit more once he'd finally given her the chance to catch her breath. "How long have you had those in there?" she asked teasingly. They had been roommates for a long time. Had those stayed in there as long as she knew him?

She didn't care too much for an answer, seizing only the chance to play with him a little before her desire took over. Lynn slickly moved herself, positioning herself to allow him to move as close as he liked and put her hands lightly around his neck again, biting her lip in quiet anticipation.

Richard loomed over her for a moment, smiling down at Lynn as she got comfortable beneath him. He found himself growing a little impatient as she moved around, but that didn't last long as he was suddenly thrown off by her question. The smile dropped for just a second as the red in his cheeks brightened as he grew a little flustered. He wasn't entirely sure if she was legitimately asking until her teasing passed as she wrapped her arms around him. Relaxing again, he simply rolled his eyes with a small chuckle. "Always good to be prepared, right?" he asked but didn't even care for an answer. As he watched her, he could tell she was already past the pointless chatter as she bit down on her lip, awaiting his move.

His lips curling into a smirk, he closed the already small gap between them, pressing his body against hers as their lips met once more, holding himself up just enough to let him move. At the moment, this was probably one of the very few times he was glad he had to work out and get fit while at Beata. He could hold his own weight as he moved against her, trying to be as careful as he could as he slipped into her. As he did so, Richard broke off the final kiss for just a moment to watch for any signs of too much discomfort from her. The absolute last thing that he wanted to do was hurt her, and from everything he had heard over the years, this was one thing that could do just that.

On his side, however, it felt amazing and was certainly a feeling he didn't thin he had words for. Everything about Lynn in this moment was just so perfect. It made his head feel like it was spinning. So this is what it felt like...

The young woman took in a deep breath as he pushed down against her, his lips meeting hers again. As sweet as it was, she found herself holding her air in, her grip around him tightening as she braced herself for the moment. Once they'd finally met, her breath hitched again, a small pain stabbing at her. Brailynn kept to their kiss, distracting herself in his embrace and keeping on her best face, despite the small whimpers that escaped her. When he pulled away to look at her, she finally let out a quick sigh, biting at her lip.

He seemed on cloud nine already and she was determined not to ruin anything for him. "I'm okay," Lynn said quickly with a small smile, embracing the stillness between them. Although she was bracing for worse, the pain that had been was already ebbing away. Her breathing slowed and her grin turned more natural as she combed through his hair with her fingers, letting her hands run along the blades of his shoulders. "Really, I'm okay. Just stay gentle, please?" They could ease into it. With that thought, the blonde pulled him in for another kiss.

It was weird how still he fell after that first moment. He really had no idea what to expect from her, but all Richard could think about was how she seemed to be hurting. From the look on her face to the way she was breathing, he didn't know how to move forward with this. For just a moment, his eyes shifted around, looking at her and wondering how he could try to make this better, but nothing came to mind. He knew this had to hurt and he felt horrible for it, but he was quickly caught off guard when she began to speak. The worry didn't wash off of him, though, even as Lynn told him that it was okay. There was just something about this scenario that made him not want to believe her, but she continued to reassure him with a smile.

For a second, Richard looked down at her as their eyes met again and gave her a small smile in return as her fingers danced over his back. "Alright. If you say so," he told her, giving in and trusting her word about this. She then mentioned more about staying gentle and his smile grew reassuringly. "Of course! I want this to be as comfortable as possible." He meant to say more but he was cut short as Lynn's arms wrapped around him tight and pulled him down, their lips meeting once more. After getting over a small bit of surprise, Richard just seemed to melt into it, his body configuring to hers rather nicely as he began a slow and gentle rhythm in his hips. He tried his best to go slow, hoping that he was helping rather than hurting, and even though most of his just went with it, there was a small bit in the back of his mind that was looking out for her.