Some days were simply built for lounging about in your underpants, and this was one of them. Latvia, your ever-so-naive boyfriend, had been called in by his boss around an hour ago, leaving you free to do such things as turn the radio way up and sit eating cookies in your underwear. And you were just sitting . . . until one of your favorite songs came on. Hey, who wouldn't get up and dance? It wasn't like there was anyone in the house to see you.

"(Y-Y/N)?!"

You froze, then whipped around to find that Latvia now stood in the doorway. He was staring at you with wide, stunned eyes, and his face was an adorable shade of crimson.

"Raivis! You're back!" you said sweetly, disregarding his obvious embarrassment and hugging him tightly.

"U-um, yeah . . ." He blushed harder, face pressed against your collarbone. "My boss didn't want much . . . (Y/N), w-why are you naked?"

"I'm not naked," you said, smirking. "I still have my bra and panties on, don't I?"

He glanced down at your chest, then looked quickly away, face glowing an even brighter scarlet.

"I-I . . . please get dressed, (Y/N) . . ."

"Eventually," you cooed, grabbing his hand.

He looked at his hand, then back at you. "What-"

He yelped as you pulled him onto the bed, but you only laughed and rolled on top of him.

"Don't tell me you're a virgin, Raivis," you teased, kissing the tip of his nose.

"W-well . . ." he stammered, casting his gaze downward.

"You are?!" you exclaimed delightedly. "You mean you've never - not even once-"

He buried his face in the crook of your neck, blushing furiously. "I . . . it's not my fault! I'm sorry!"

You chuckled, pushing him back down. "Don't you dare apologize. There's nothing I like better than playing with a virgin."

"Th-that's dirty . . ."

"You like it~"

I never s-said-"

You silenced him with a kiss, and he hesitantly accepted it, allowing your hands to caress their way down to the hem of his shirt. You broke away long enough to yank the hindering top off over his head, and you began attacking his neck with little kisses and nibbles, sliding your palms over his newly exposed chest and grinning when you passed over his accelerated heartbeat.

"Are you scared?" you purred, kissing his jawbone lightly. "Do you want me to stop, Raivis?"

You traced your tongue down the middle of his chest, and he made a muffled noise of pleasure.

"N-no-" he stuttered.

"No what?" you asked coyly, returning your lips to his jawline.

"Don't stop . . ."

"As you wish~"

You reached back and unclasped your bra, watching his eyes widen slightly as you pulled it free of your body. Smirking, you turned your attention to his pants.

"Why, Raivis. These are getting tight - let me help you with that . . ."

"W-what are you going to-"

Ignoring both his blush and his stammer, you unfastened his belt and slid his pants down his legs, quickly treating his boxers in the same manner.

"So, my little virgin's excited after all," you cooed, tracing your fingers along his already hardened length. "I think that deserves a reward of some sort, don't you, Raivis?"

He bit his lip, avoiding your gaze, and you laughed softly.

"Yes, I know just the thing . . ."

He made an undignified sound of unbidden pleasure as you took his member into your mouth, sucking hard and teasing with your tongue. Sooner than you'd expected, though, you felt him twitch between your lips, and you pulled away with a small pop, not wanting to grant him release just yet.

"(Y-Y/N)!"

You glanced up at his face in time to catch the look of utter frustration in his half-lidded eyes.

"Now, Raivis," you said, smirking as you straddled him, kicking off your panties. "Behave yourself, or I won't keep going. And that would be a shame, especially with how wet you've made me, now wouldn't it?"

He gave a soft whimper of desire, and you leaned down for a kiss.

"Are you ready, my virgin? Are you ready to know what real pleasure is?"

His hand brushed your face, shaking slightly, and he met your gaze with uncertainty.

"I won't hurt you," you promised gently. "It might be a bit of a shock at first, but I promise it feels good. Okay? I'll go slow at first, if you want."

Shyly, he pressed a quick kiss to your lips. "O-okay . . ."

You positioned yourself carefully and slowly lowered yourself down on him, trying not to go too fast for him to handle. A moaning cry left his lips, and you grit your teeth, fighting to hold back your lustful desires.

You began moving yourself up and down, gradually increasing your pace until you couldn't go any faster. Moans fell thick from both your lips, and you suddenly felt something contract inside you. At this moment, Latvia's nails bit into your shoulders.

"(Y/N), w-why did you t-tighten u-up?!" he managed to splutter between pants and moans as you rode him harder.

"For the same reason you're twitching," you growled, moaning quietly into his shoulder between your words. "D-dammit, Raivis~!"

You came down particularly hard, and he cried out, sending something hot spreading inside you. Unable to hold back any longer, you let the tension inside you snap abruptly, plunging you into a wave of sheer bliss. It took a moment to realize you were half-squashing poor Latvia, but when you did, you instantly moved off of your panting lover to flop down on the sheets next to him, and he timidly wrapped his arms about your sweat-drenched body, hugging you tightly.

"Th-thank you for being my first," he whispered. "You were amazing, and I love you even more than ever."

"Aw, Raivis!" You smiled and kissed the top of his head. "That was so sweet and innocent! I guess you still act like a virgin, eh?"

He blushed and hid his face against your skin, but you laughed, giving him an affectionate squeeze.

"That's not a bad thing, honey, I promise. I love you too."