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Pink was not a color that was very prevalent in Alex’s wardrobe, but it was quickly becoming a new favorite for her. She noticed it everywhere these days - from the flowers in Eleanor’s shop and in the streets to the odd album cover with a bright pattern.
Her favorite place to see it, however, was in the aura radiating from her handsome, rugged, mountain man.
Ryan had given her many firsts - first mountain bike ride, first road trip, first makeout session in the rain. Turns out that rain makeout sessions are a lot more comedic and cold than the romance flicks make them seem, but that just made it an even fonder memory for her...and seeing Ryan drenched, shirt clinging to every muscle wasn’t such a bad part of the memory either. Alternatively, that meant that
he
saw
her
with her shirt clinging to every inch of herself, and normally that would have made her anxious. Did he like what he saw?
That’s when the first tinge of pink started bleeding from those strong shoulders, and she heard it.
Easy, Ryan. You wanted to wait. Be a gentleman.
A wave of pleasure washed over her body as she’d never experienced before. She had never been too popular in terms of romantic relationships, and truly her brain never let her perceive herself in a sexual way. She’d always found everyone beautiful, men and women alike, but no one had really
done
anything for her...until she met Ryan.
In hindsight, she realized that she felt a spark on that first day in the record store, right after he helped Steph out to save Alex from her discomfort. At first, she told herself that it was just kind of a fluke. Ryan was kind, he was her big brother’s best friend, he was just looking out for her. But as the days and weeks progressed, she found herself going out of her way to reach out to him. Boring nature documentaries? She was down. Alex never thought she could be very outdoorsy, but she quickly became a trail regular just to be able to steal some time with her golden boy.
Gazing out the window, she pulled her hoodie tighter around her - not necessarily because it was cold inside of her apartment, just more out of habit than anything. Hoodies and sweatshirts were always her comfort clothes, she felt like she could hide. Freshly showered, her slightly damp hair clung to her cheek. She had made up her mind. Tonight was going to be the night.
Ryan was her first real, adult relationship. As such, they’ve had discussions about sex - namely, Alex’s inexperience. Ryan had flushed pink in all sorts of ways at first, but she knew that it was important. He was more than willing to have these types of discussions with her, he was just...well, shy. It was
adorable
. It happened during one of their earlier makeout sessions when his hand went to rest on her hip as she climbed on top of him to straddle his lap.
“I need to tell you...I’ve never had sex before.” She was so matter-of-fact about it, Ryan blinked in surprise.
“Oh...that’s okay.” Pink started drifting from him.
Calm down, Ryan. Don’t think about it right now, she’s right on top of you. Deep breath.
“I...I know that I’ll want to. With you.” She brushed her thumb along the stubble of his jaw. “Just not yet.” The adoration that reflected in his eyes made her heart squeeze.
“I will wait as long as you need, sweetheart. Don’t worry about me.” He brushed her hair out of her face so that he could fully take her in, “Just say the word, I’m not going anywhere.”
Alex smiled at the memory. He had been true to his word, their relationship continued to develop as it already had been, they continued to get to know each other and grew closer. As her comfort grew, so did her attraction, such is the way of things...but recently she started intentionally doing things to make that pink aura seep out of him. At first, it was mainly out of curiosity, if anything! She liked to research subjects and there was just...
so
much about sex out there, she had to figure out how to try and narrow down what Ryan might be into.
Obviously, she could have just
asked
him, but what if he was into some really kinky stuff that he didn’t want to admit to? She wasn’t really...ruling anything out. But some of the stuff she’s seen floating around online...well, she would need a little more time to process certain requests.
Alex tried everything she could think of to bring these thoughts out, but to her surprise, Ryan would shut his brain off just a little too quick for her to get a read on.
She would brush her butt against his lap if they were in a tight space - just squeezing by - or bend down in a low-cut shirt while she was facing him. Alex had never really been one for low cut before, so it was perfectly plausible that she may not notice she was giving her boyfriend an eyeful. Once, when she was feeling
really
bold (and had been drinking), she brushed her hand across his crotch while searching for his hand when they were sitting at a table, laughing with friends. Each time, all she could read from him was something to the effect of “
Find out what she tastes like”
.
This…
intrigued
Alex, to say the least. There were a few (again, alcohol-induced) nights where she got a little carried away in their makeout sessions, thinking “it’ll be fine if we just do it now, then it won’t be such a big deal”, but Ryan was a true gentleman, and would
never
take advantage of her, no matter how much she may have wanted him to at that moment.
Let’s get you off to bed, sweetheart
. That’s all that he would say. He would take her shoes off, tuck her into bed, then go sleep on the couch.
He needed her completely sober, she understood that. She appreciated that. That’s exactly why she refused to take a shot of the expensive whisky sitting in her apartment, just for a little bit of liquid courage. No, she was going to see exactly what Ryan wanted a taste of tonight.
A knock sounded on the door and her heart started trying to shoot out of her chest as she turned and called out. “Come in.”
She waited by the window, smiling as her eyes took in the sight of her boyfriend, dressed in plaid as always, sauntered towards her with Chinese takeout containers in hand.
“You just leave that thing unlocked?” He quirked a brow, a faux-stern tone in his voice, “What are you gonna do if some crazed lunatic comes through that door?”
“Hmm,” Alex pretended to think while he set the food down on her kitchen counter and made his way over to her, looping her arms around the back of his neck once he was close enough. “I hadn’t thought about it like that. Guess it’s a good thing that my big, strong boyfriend is always so close by.” She smirked and he gave her a chastising look that didn’t reach his eyes, which were dancing with laughter.
“Keep it locked.” It was a mix of a command and a request as he leaned in and pressed a lingering, sweet kiss to her lips that lit her skin on fire. It had been so long since someone had worried after her like this, sometimes she wondered if she did these careless things on purpose just to get a forgiving lecture on safety.
“Yes sir.” She breathed once he pulled away, but she didn’t let him get far, leaning in and tangling her fingers in the soft hair at the base of his neck. The air was growing thick around them as they held onto each other, Ryan’s large but gentle hands placed respectfully on her hips, each of them just enjoying being held by the other, staring at each other’s lips.
“Your food’s gonna get cold.” He murmured, not actually sounding concerned, and she knew that he was giving her an out if she needed one.
“That’s what microwaves are for.” She, of course, didn’t want to take that out. His fingers tightened on her hips only slightly, just enough so that she wasn’t sure if it was intentional or not. Feeling more than a little intoxicated by him just being so close to her, she decided to dive fully into it by moving closer, pressing her body against him, her mouth close to his throat.
Muscles tensing, he instinctively pulled her closer into a hug, arms wrapping around her waist.
“Hey.” She could feel his soft voice reverberating in his chest and smiled, listening to his heartbeat. “Everything okay, sweetheart?”
“Everything’s great,” Alex answered simply, sounding content. He was clearly confused at the way the night was starting. Normally he and Alex were all jokes and easy conversation. Sure, there were emotional nights that usually started like this, but that was reserved for days where Alex got a little too caught up in feelings (whether it be her own or someone else’s) or after Ryan had a conversation with Jed. There was no somber note to this night though, just...a stillness in the air.
“What’s going on?” Ryan whispered, stroking her damp hair soothingly. “Talk to me.”
Smiling, she enjoyed his touch a little longer and then raised her head to look at him. “Do you remember when you told me...to just say the word?” A confused look flashed only briefly in his eyes before realization hit.
“I...do.” He answered, trying to conceal his emotions from her. She hadn’t told him about the pink aura yet, she didn’t want to embarrass him.
“Well...you never told me the word,” Alex smirked up at him as she watched his brain go into overdrive, trying to figure out what he should say. Emboldened by his reaction, she removed her arms from his neck and lifted a hand to her zipper, slowly pulling it down just low enough to expose the bright pink lace of her new bralette. She had felt a little silly purchasing the matching set since it was really just a private joke to herself right now, but seeing the look on Ryan’s face, she knew it was worth it. His hands moved back to her hips, flexing again as he tried to remain calm.
“Alex...you’re sure?”
“I don’t think I’ve ever been more sure about anything in my life at this point.” Suddenly, she was a little nervous. “If...you still want to, I mean.”
“Oh, I do. I really….” His eyes trailed down to the pink lace, “
Really
do.” Shaking his head slightly, he met her eyes again. “I just want to make sure that you’re sure about...well,
me
.”
“Ryan…” She breathed, her heart suddenly swelling, “What’s not to be sure about? You’re kind and caring, and...
patient
.” Her eyes followed her fingers as they traced his jawline for a brief moment, then she met his eyes again. “And I love you.”
This time, gold radiated from him so bright that it almost hurt her eyes.
“I love you too.” His bright smile was infectious and he kissed her again, with so much emotion it made her knees weak. As they started to buckle, Ryan scooped her up into his arms and she looped her arms back around his neck, thighs wrapping around his waist while he carried her across the apartment. Before she knew it, she was being pressed back against the soft cushion of the mattress, his mouth moving to the
perfect
spot on her neck that caused her body to grow hot with need. She felt his hand at the zipper of her hoodie and opened her eyes to see him gazing down at her.
“You’re sure?”
“Yes.”
“If you don’t like something, or if you want me to stop, you tell me. Okay?” Feeling that stern but gentle voice straight down in her lady bits, she nodded. “Say it.”
“Okay, I’ll tell you.” She agreed, then watched him as he watched his own hand drag that zipper all the way down on her hoodie. Almost reverently, he pushed the dark material aside, gazing down at her with such a heated gaze she felt her whole body grow even warmer in anticipation. Just as she was about to snark at him to get on with it, his lips descended on hers again, a rough but tender hand coming to her breast, and a bolt of lust stronger than she’s ever known shot straight through her. She wanted this man, she
needed
this man. He had her mind, her heart, all she had left to give him was her body and it was
more
than willing.
His mouth trailed hot, wet kisses down her neck and chest, and she cried out in pleasure when he surprised her by capturing one of her nipples through the fabric of the pink lace. Embarrassed, she covered her mouth with her hand, only to have it pulled away and pinned lightly to her side.
“Don’t hide,” Ryan spoke, eyes clouded a little from lust, but a familiar grin still on his face. “I wanna hear you.” The only response that Alex could muster was a nod as she bit her lip, wanting more than anything to feel his skin on hers.
“You have too many clothes on now.” She blurted out. “Not fair.” His grin morphed into a devilish smirk as he unbuttoned his jacket and tossed it to the side, his soft henley shirt quickly joining it. Ryan moved to continue his exploration of her again, but she stopped him by sticking one of her hands out. Slowly, she sat, pressing a soft kiss just below his heart while her hands got acquainted with the defined muscles of his stomach. She felt his fingers in her hair, pulling her head back to meet his eyes.
“Sweet girl.” He murmured, capturing her lips again as a blush bloomed brightly across her cheeks. The kiss, this time, was full of tongues and longing, and somehow her jeans were unbuttoned, slowly coming down her legs. “Just relax.”
Ryan moved from the bed, pulling her jeans off completely, then taking her by the thighs and pulling her to the edge of the bed abruptly, earning a small yelp from Alex.
“What are you doing?” She asked, genuinely curious as he settled onto his knees on the floor in front of the bed.
“
Relax
.” His voice soothed her, while he hooked one of her knees onto his shoulder and pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh. The warm breath on her sensitive skin caused another bolt of lust to shoot straight to her core, adding to the growing wetness there. “I am going to make sure that you are
very
well,” He paused, hooking her other leg onto his shoulder, “Taken care of.” He pressed a rough thumb straight to her clit through the matching pink fabric of her panties and she cried out in a mix of surprise and pleasure.
“Do you always wear sexy stuff like this?” He teased, and she felt the warmth of his breath against the damp fabric, the skin beneath tingling in anticipation.
“Pink’s my new favorite color.” She barely managed to find an appropriate retort with lust clouding her brain.
“Mm,” He murmured, “Mine too.” And then his lips descended on her, tongue finding her clit through the fabric while a warm, steady hand splayed across her belly, keeping her in place. His long finger came up to trace her slit and she whimpered, hips thrusting slightly in need. “You’re already so wet, baby. Is this all for me?”
Dirty talk from her sweet, soft-spoken mountain man was not what she had expected today, but she was not complaining.
“
Ryan
.” Half moan, half complaint, her fingers found their way to his hair where she pressed him against her, exactly where she felt she needed him most at that moment. He chuckled, sending tortuous,
amazing
vibrations to her sensitive skin. He disentangled her fingers from his hair and hooked his thumbs into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down her legs and tossing them to the side. Alex watched his eyes darken like the depths of the ocean as he took in the sight of her, fully exposed. Blushing, she tried to close her knees, but that was difficult to do as his broad shoulders sat between them.
Stroking her stomach, he tore his gaze from her newly exposed skin to look her in the eye. “You have no idea how many times I’ve imagined tasting you.”
Oh. This
is what he meant. “Will you let me?”
Entranced, she completely forgot about being embarrassed, all she could do was nod her head and he descended on her, his wide, warm tongue gently licking her clit. Had he not had a hand to steady her, she might have shot straight off the bed at the quick rush of pleasure she felt. Her fingers found their way to his hair again as he licked away at her, alternating between wide and pointed licks until she felt a hot coil of desire winding tight inside of her, ready to snap. Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, he sucked on her clit, and she came against his mouth with a whine, pressing him into her while she cried out, seeing stars.
Oh my god.
Alex thought, somewhere in the back of her brain.
How fast was that? Should I be embarrassed?
She barely had time to process that thought before she felt his strong fingers pressing circles against her sensitive bundle of nerves, pressing a kiss to the inside of her thigh.
“Ryan, I can’t--” The words died on her lips as she felt another orgasm building inside of her. Before she could even think, his pace quickened and she felt her eyes roll into the back of her skull as another orgasm ripped through her. Vaguely, in the back of her mind, she heard him murmuring sweet praises, stroking her more as she came down from this high.
Her bones feeling like jelly, her skin tingling with the aftershocks of a confusing number of orgasms in such a short period of time, she half-heartedly tried to tug him up her body by his hair. Her eyes closed, she only heard him chuckle and remove her hand from his hair again.
“We gotta make sure you’re ready for me, sweetheart. I don’t wanna hurt you.” Alex didn’t have time to question him as she felt his tongue flicking lightly at her clit again, this time soon accompanied by his thick middle finger pushing inside her wet folds. Her breath caught in her lungs at the invasion, soon released as a groan while she felt him move in and out of her, quickly finding pleasure from the movements. She felt him hum in approval against her clit, and then he added a second finger, stretching her more, moving in and out and curling inside of her so that she was cumming against him again in a matter of moments. His fingers stilled inside of her as she came down again, then she felt a
third
join the rest and she whined.
“
Wh-what the fuck
,” She gasped, more at the fact that he seemed to know his way around her body way more than she did. “Ryan,
please
,” It came out as another whine as she half-heartedly tried to close her legs, not really remembering how to move them.
“Please what, sweetheart?” He asked, feigning innocence while he removed his lips from her clit. As she glanced down at him, she tried to ingrain the image of him between her legs, mouth and chin wet from the pleasure he was giving her, fingers still pumping inside of her lazily, into her brain for future use.
“I need you.” Was all that her overtaxed brain could come up with.
“You have me.” His heated gaze pierced through her chest, “More than anyone ever has, or ever will, you have me.”
She felt her inner walls clench around his fingers again at that revelation, but she knew her body was at its breaking point.
“
Kiss me
.” The voice that ripped from her throat was barely recognizable to her, halfway between pleading and desperation as she felt another orgasm
somehow
building inside of her. He moved up her body, his soft lips descending on hers, tongue slipping into her mouth so that she could taste herself on him. His thick fingers continued to pump inside of her slowly, her body continuing to tense around them. “R-Ryan,
please
.” She gripped his shoulders as though they were the only thing keeping her tethered to this world. “I’m ready, please.”
Reluctantly, he removed his fingers, her body both aching and sighing in relief at the loss of them, but knowing that she couldn’t handle much more and she wanted to feel Ryan inside of her. As nice as the continuous train of orgasms had been.
She didn’t realize that her eyes were closed until she felt him peppering soft kisses across her cheek. Slowly she turned her head to open her eyes and found him gazing down at her adoringly.
“Hey.” He said quietly.
“Hey.” She smiled, feeling like they were the only two human beings left on the planet.
“How are you feeling?”
“
How
did you learn to do all that?” The question erupted from her mouth before she could stop it, and he chuckled.
“It’s the age of the internet, baby, there are courses on everything.” Alex laughed loudly at that and closed her eyes, basking in his answering laughter. She had no doubt that he had studied up on the subject, the big ol’ dork. A few moments passed, and she felt his breath ghost across her neck as he pressed a kiss to her jaw, trailing up to her ear.
“You still sure? I was having fun down there, we could just get back to that.” Flushing with pleasure, but determined to see this through, she turned to look at him.
“I’m sure.” The two paused for another moment, gazing into each other’s eyes, each trying to see any hesitation in the other and finding none. Slowly, he got off the bed, removing his belt and unzipping his jeans, letting them fall to the ground with his boxers quickly following. Yet another surge of lust (literally
where
does that keep coming from) shot between her legs at the sight of him.
Thick
was the first word that came to mind as he stroked himself a few times while he watched her. She was starting to wonder if she should’ve let him and his three fingers have more time inside of her...but she was desperate for him now, needing to feel him moving inside of her. Captivated, she barely blinked as he returned to his position hovering above her.
“Is this how you want me?” He asked, and she paused for a minute, realizing that she had only ever imagined this happening with her pinned underneath him. Was that boring of her? She didn’t feel like overanalyzing, they had plenty of time to try other things in the days to come. (She would make sure of it.)
Alex nodded, widening her legs for him to settle into. He pressed his length against her still-slick entrance, coating himself in her wetness and she watched, fascinated as he stroked himself again.
“You keep watching me like that, you’re gonna make me blush.” Her eyes met his again and she smiled.
“Have you seen you?” Her voice breathy and hoarse, she grinned. “How could I look away? Keep going.”
“And now I’m blushing.” He smirked, giving himself a few more strokes for her viewing pleasure. All while
not
blushing. The absolute exhibitionist. How did he always manage to bring her back down to reality? This beautiful,
wonderful
reality. She kissed him, wrapping a leg around his hip, trying to urge him on.
“I’m gonna go slow, okay?” She nodded and felt his warm tip rubbing at her entrance, pressing against her clit first, then dipping inside, slowly but firmly stretching her until he was fully sheathed inside of her tight, slick heat.
Alex bit back any form of protest as she felt more of a pinching discomfort inside of her than anything, not wanting Ryan to feel as though he had actually hurt her. It didn’t hurt, not exactly, which was confusing to her. This was not how any of her friends told her their first times went, but this wasn’t the time to compare notes, as the discomfort quickly subsided into pleasure. She clung to him, fingers digging into his shoulder blades, legs wrapped around his waist as he stilled, breathing out a curse.
“You feel...
amazing
.” He rested his forehead lightly against her’s. “Are you okay?” Alex nodded, unable to find room for words when she felt so completely full of him.
“Tell me when you’re ready.”
“R-ready” She gasped, and he rocked his hips against hers slowly, both of them letting out low groans the first time he pumped in and out of her. She was fascinated, catching glimpses between their bodies of him moving inside of her. One hand moved to his ass as she rolled her hips to meet his, urging him on with vigor. Gradually, his pace increased so that she was barely aware of the noises she was making, all she could do was cling to him as he fucked her into the mattress, all the while whispering sweet praises in her ear. She felt herself tightening around him again, this time feeling how deliciously full she was and
desperate
to finish what he had started just moments ago.
“Come for me again, I wanna feel you.” He commanded against her lips, and her body immediately obliged as if waiting for permission, feeling as though she exploded around him while she gripped his cock with her inner muscles. Genuinely seeing white stars behind her eyes again, she felt him stroking her hair out of her eyes. When she started to slowly regain her senses, she realized that he was still and hard inside of her.
“Your turn.” She rolled her hips into his and he groaned.
“You don’t wanna do that again?” He teased.
“What are you tryna do to me?”
“Ruin you for anyone else.” He kissed her cheek, and she knew that he was joking, but also...a little bit not joking. Though she knew that she currently looked as if she was fucked halfway to oblivion, she made sure to meet his eyes so that he would know for sure that she still knew what she was saying.
“There will only be you...if you’ll have me.” His eyes widened slightly as a moment of gravity hit them, the air growing thick again. He took both of her hands and pinned them above her head, his lips meeting hers as he pounded into her with renewed vigor. So caught up in the emotion of this kiss, she didn’t realize another stirring in her lower belly. His pace quickened and she could tell that his own orgasm was close. As much as she tried to focus on
his
orgasm, she was overtaken by her own again, this time relishing the way he groaned against her as she felt his own warm release inside of her.
They laid there, Ryan releasing her hands so that she could hold him to her, enjoying the weight of him against her as she stroked his hair absent-mindedly. A comfortable quiet descended the apartment, and Alex must’ve dozed off for a few moments because the next thing she knew, Ryan was beside her and she was tucked against his side. Once he saw her eyes flutter open, he brushed his thumb across her cheek.
“Hey.” He whispered. She smiled.
“Hey.”
“Sleepy?”
“
Fuck,”
Ryan laughed at the abrupt curse while she gave him a bewildered look, “How many
times
was that?”
His only response was a smug smirk and a kiss pressed to her forehead.
“Hungry?”
“Famished. But don’t go anywhere yet.” She wrapped an arm around him, bones still feeling like jelly and convinced that she might float away if he wasn’t holding her down to the earth.
“I’ll be here.” He chuckled and kissed the top of her head. She knew that was true, and she knew that she would be there for him too. Alex couldn’t imagine her life without him, even before she knew that he had a Ph.D. in orgasms. It took her a long time to find him, but she knew that he was perfect for her, and she wasn’t about to let him go.