"Let's head upstairs." Vincent said with a smile and I nodded gently. I got up, readjusted myself, and then waited as he pulled himself together enough to head up. He turned off the electronics and we walked up the stairs, glancing at each other now and then.

"Can I..." I stopped and glanced between my door and his. He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards his door.

"Of course you can. I was hoping we'd get some time alone so we could hang out in my room." His grin was wide as he opened the door and let me into his inner sanctuary. I'm not sure what I was expecting when I first saw it, but it was pretty normal I guess.

"Did I tell you I like the red?" I asked awkwardly as I nodded at the dark red wall behind his headboard. He just chuckled. The bed was draped in dark gray sheets and blankets, a little rumpled from not being made properly. The other walls were a lighter gray and the carpet was a matching neutral in the room.

I was looking anywhere but the big bed that was taunting me with its softness and tempting implications. Did he want to have sex? Like real, honest to goodness, in a hole sex? Was he expecting me to lay down and... you know? Was he going to lay down and expect me to... you know? I was sweating.

"Relax Alex. You look terrified. What's going through that head of yours? You aren't planning to confess again, are you?" He chuckled and stroked a hand through my hair, turning me towards him to hug me close.

"No. Sorry. I guess I'm just freaking out a bit in my head. I mean, I'm in your room... no one is home...." My voice trailed off and I blushed a little as I looked over his shoulder after glancing at his amused eyes.

"Yep. You are. You are in... my room. No one is home." He said with an amused look on his face and a teasing tone. I smacked his arm and pouted a little.

"I'm over thinking things again, aren't I?" I murmured to him. He nodded at me.

"Yep. You are. Now come here and cuddle with me." He dragged me over to his bed and flopped down with his arms wrapped around my head, nearly suffocating me. I chuckled and gasped for air.

"Breathe. I need to breathe." I smacked his bicep and he laughed, but let up on me a little. I pretended to gasp in air and he rolled his eyes at me.

"You are being dramatic." He accused me.

"Yep. I am." I admitted before snuggling into the side of him with a sigh. His bed was really comfortable. He was pretty comfortable too. Smelled good as well. I would have to find out what he used to smell this good.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked me. I opened my eyes to see him looking at me with curiosity.

"You smell good. I want to steal your secret." I told him with a grin.

"It's called a shower. Thought to be a good thing on occasion." He told me as though he was serious.

"Really? I thought it was the cu...." He muffled my words with his hand and laughed.

"Shhh. That's dirty. You are supposed to be the sweet and innocent wife, remember." He grumbled. I laughed and shook my head.

"Mo Muay." I tried to talk behind his hand but it came out muffled. He rolled and smushed me under him.

"Are you sure about that?" His eyes looked dangerous and sexy. I could get lost in those eyes. He was so hot. How did I get so lucky? Man, now I want to lick him again. He groaned and leaned down to kiss me. I kissed him back.

"We'll figure it out. No rush, right?" I looked up at him with lazy eyes.

"Yeah, no rush." He agreed and leaned back down to kiss me. It turned heated really fast though, especially with where both our heads had been headed. I breathed through my nose, and the smell and taste of him had my head in a spin really quickly.

Why the hell had I put my clothes back on? I felt him shift on top of me and the constriction of my pants made me moan as much in discomfort as pleasure. I started pulling at my pants to push them down off my hips and he popped the button for me to help out.

I sighed as both of us managed to squirm out of our pants and our boxer-clad bodies rubbed against each other. That was better. Mini-me could breathe and move with our bodies much better this way. I could feel him through the thinner fabrics as we both hardened up again.

"I have an idea." He murmured against my mouth and my eyes opened to take in his passion filled gaze. His eyes sparkled and his mouth was wet from our kisses. He looked almost ethereal to me like this. I nodded and bit my lip as he pushed our boxers down enough to spring our dicks out.

Both were held in his one hand loosely pressed together. I looked down and added mine to the other side. He grinned and started to pump them. I followed his movements, my eyes fluttering shut as the sensation built my own passion up.

"How are you so gaddamn sexy?" He growled down at me. I smirked and looked up at him.

"I know you are but what am...." I tried to gasp out, but he shut me up with a firm kiss. That turned into more of the wet, deep, tongue tangling kissing from before. I imagined my thoughts were melting away. It was too hot. I panted and arched as I felt the waves of my orgasm reach their peak again.

"Fuuu...." He tensed over me and I felt the hot splatter of his orgasm join mine across my chest. We panted, spent and boneless for a minute before he touched his forehead to mine. "Sorry about your shirt." I laughed.

"It's okay. It'll wash." I grimaced though as I sat up and peeled the cooling mess off my body. He stared at me as I sat and wiped the residue that soaked through the shirt onto my chest and abs off.

"We should probably shower before anyone comes home." He smiled mischievously at me. I grinned back.

"Oh yeah? Together?" I tossed my shirt on top of my pants on the end of the bed and rolled so I was hovering over him.

"If you want. I have to admit I've been tempted to join you in your cubicle at the school showers more than once." His devilish eyes danced with humour and I pecked his irresistible lips.

"Is that right? I might have had a few fantasies about that myself." I allowed after. I got up from the bed and he scrambled to follow me. I scratched my stomach a little from the itchy sensation the dried fluids were causing now that they were dried.

"Hey, you aren't upset about... you know... me not wanting to go all the way?" Vincent asked, suddenly looking unsure. I was surprised by the words and more than a little shocked that they were coming from him.

"What? No. I'm pretty nervous about that too. I was kind of thinking that it was nice you aren't pressuring me or anything." I said with an awkward pull at my boxers. Damn this was a weird conversation to be having while standing mostly naked in my boyfriend's bedroom. He stood up and hugged me.

"Really?" He stared into my eyes and I coughed weirdly. I nodded as I tried to clear the flem that I almost choked on for no reason.

"Really. I mean it. Really really. I'm cool with what we are doing now. Not sure I am ready to lose my virginity just yet. But I mean... are you okay with it? Waiting?" This conversation was so embarrassing. I felt the flush of my blush getting brighter as I stood there. Mostly naked. Talking about... you know.

"Yeah. Yeah I am really okay with it." He sounded relieved as he breathed it out and gave me a killer, heart-stopping smile.

"Okay. Great. Can I... can I shower now? I kind of smell like dicksauce right now." I scrunched my nose and he laughed at me.

"Sorry." He choked out. I shook my head as I followed him out of the room.

"No you're not."

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