Hi, first time trying to write a fanfiction. First time trying to write anything in English with more than a 100 words, actually. And a smutty none the less. Well, it ended being completely diferent than what I first imagined. And a lot longer too, so I parted this fic in two chapters. Hope you enjoy.

PinkMorph
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Will crossed de living room and sat in front of the fireplace, with his back against the couch, and curled his arms around Emma's shoulder, handing her the vegan hot chocolate he had prepared. She took it with a grateful smile before burying her face in his neck with a pleasurable sigh. It was unseasonable cold even for this time of the year and he was exactly where he wanted to be in this New Year's Eve. In his living room with his lovely girlfriend and only her snuggled in his arms.

It was something he had been planning for the last six months, since they came back together. They had spent Christmas Eve with his parents, and lunched at Christmas day with hers and both events had been surprisingly pleasantly. His mother had kept her distance from the alcohol, only reaching for the wine glass twice in the night. He had a pretty good idea she was trying to impress Emma, show her what a great family he had so she wouldn't leave him again, and honestly, he was fine with that. One of his greatest fears was that if she saw what a mess his family was, she would think it was too much and run away. Well, at least until he had met her family, anyway. But Emma had said she loved him to much to give up, so he didn't have do worry.

Her folks had been really nice too, all things considered. They had warmly welcomed Will in their house and hadn't made any comment about his hair color, except when Rusty asked if, as a Christmas gift, he would agree to have a DNA test to calculate what were the chances of their grandchildren being gingers. But Emma had scolded him, and he apologized, saying it was only a joke. They new it wasn't.

But New Year's Eve was theirs. It was less than an hour to midnight, they had just finished watching Roman Holliday and were enjoying the silence and cosines in front of the fire before the fireworks signaled the arrival of the New Year. Will had been looking forward to this moment, to start the year besides the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with. Although they were together for a while now, 2011 was still haunted by the mistakes of it's first six months. 2012, thought, would be a whole new experience. They would start fresh and renewed; the past would be in the past and in their minds only the future ahead.

Will brushed Emma's arms, trying to keep her warm, "Comfy?"

"Hmm" was her only reply, burying her face even deeper.

Will chuckled, "It seems like someone won't be able to hold on until midnight" he teased.

She shook her head, " 'm fine".

"Come on, let's go to bed" he whispered, starting to stand up.

"Noooo" she whined, unhiding her face with a pout, "let's wait midnight here, I'm awake".

Will couldn't help but smile at her adorableness "Okay, so what do you want to do while we wait?" he asked seductively.

"Hmm" there was mischief in her eyes, all remnants of sleepy gone, "I have a few ideas" she breathed, her mouth almost touching his "we could play scrabble" he shook his head "No?" she looked almost disappointed "Well, there is always chess…" he shook it again, "Still don't?" she frowned her forehead, "Well" a bite in his lip, "Maybe kiss?" her look all innocent, "No, you don't want that either" she fake dismissed, distancing herself from him, but Will held her arm with one hand while the other came to curl around her neck, "I never said anything about that" he whispered before crashing hungrily in her mouth. She smiled, feeling he smile in response, and opened her lips, allowing him to slide his hot tongue inside her mouth.

Emma moaned in the kiss, caressing Will's tongue with her own, "God", she thought, "Will is such a great kisser". Granted, she had never kissed anyone just like she let Will kiss her, French and all. Not even Carl. Her fear of germs didn't allow it, but she was certain it wouldn't feel like it feels with him. This right. This wonderful. Will's tongue didn't contain germs, Emma was sure of it. She felt her eyes watering, and was not the only one.

Will distanced his face from hers, "Hey" he brushed her tear with his thumb, concern etched all over his face, "Did I do something wrong?" He new Emma was a sensitive person and sometimes he was afraid he would overwhelm her with his sudden attitudes, like attach her mouth so desperately.

"No" she shook her head, bringing her hand to wipe her eyes, "It's just I love you so much. So, so much it hurts sometimes".

Now it was his turn to have his eyes watering. Thinking he must have been a really good boy this year to deserve someone as lovely as Emma, Will cupped her face and kissed her lightly before he rested his forehead against hers "Gosh, Emma, and I love you so, so, so much that sometimes it's even hard to breath".

They remained like that for a while, looking into each others eyes, and in that moment something changed. Maybe it was the way his hazel orbs fixed into her brown ones, so deep, so serious, like she was the only thing worth looking at, like there was nothing else in the universe, but Emma realized that here, now, was the only thing that mattered, the only thing that they really had, and she didn't want to waste any more time. In a few minutes they would start a new year, and she had the chance to begin it in the best way possible. Future started now.

Filled with a sudden courage Emma reached for Will's hand and rested it in her right breast, making his eyes go wide. It wasn't as if he had never touched her this way, but every time it had happened, it was by his initiative in the middle of some make out section. She would always tense a little, making him berate himself, and only then relax, even allowing him to stray to her belly or tights. But it was never, ever this deliberated.

"Emma…"

"Make love to me, Will" was her whispered request, her breath shallow.

"Are you sure?

"Yes, I am sure" she smiled.

"But, are you really, really sure?" he pressed.

"You don't want it" it wasn't a question, but a flat statement and her smile faded, giving way to shame and embarrassment.

Will grabbed her quickly, before she could run and lock herself away "No...Emma" he rubbed his forehead "Gosh...I want you so. really. much" and the way he emphasized every word sent a shiver down her spine. "It's just that…I mean, It's a big step, Em, specially for you, and I don't want you to regret it later because it was something we did in an overly emotional moment instead of on a moment when you are ready".

Emma relaxed in his hold, and he decided it was safe to leave her arm "What made you choose now?"

"It wasn't a spun of the moment decision, Will. I've kinda been thinking about it for a while" she felt her cheeks warming and couldn't look him in the eyes. He raised her chin with his finger.

"Have you?"

"Yeah…" she trailed of, and the way he smiled told her he could see her blushing very well, even though the only light illuminating the room was from the fire "I…I just wasn't so sure because of my insecurities…and I didn't know how to tell you that I want to…that I want to…oh Gosh" Emma brought her hands to her cheeks, her confidence having completely vanished. She couldn't bring herself to say it again.

"Okay, okay" he calmed her, taking her bangs out of her eyes "You want to make love?" he asked softly, and she nodded, her cheeks coloring a little. Will held her gaze for a while, trying to read if she was really ready. He new she was too shy and had to work hard to gather her confidence and he had already made a amazing job at destroying it, so sometimes he had to take control, not to overpower her, but to help her voice her desires. "And you want to do it now?"

"Yes"

"Ok", he looked around. If he was being really honest, he was nervous himself "Do you want to go to the bedroom?"

She shook her head "I think in front of the fireplace will be more romantic".

He smiled "It sure will be…Do you want to prepare yourself?"

"Prepare?" she asked quizzically

"Yeah…you said you've been thinking about that. Maybe you bought something to wear, to make you feel more comfortable?"

"Ohh…yeah….yes, I bought, but…hmm…I don't think….it's so racy…I can't believe Shannon actually convinced me to buy that…sorry".

Will chuckled a little, and lowered his face to meet her eyes. He was sure that whatever was that she had bought it wasn't racy at all, at least not in other women terms. "It's all right, sweetheart, you don't have to wear anything you don't want and I'm not disappointed. I just want you to feel well"

Se nodded "Maybe in another moment, when I'm already used to that?"

"Anyway you want it, Em" he brought his hand to caress her hair, pointing the other to the hallway "I just need to…hmm…wait here a minute" and then he was gone in the direction he had indicated.

It didn't take long for Emma to realize what Will had gone to get, and when she did, she hyperventilated. Practicing the breathing exercises Dr. Shane had taught her, she managed to calm herself. She wanted it, she was just nervous and didn't know exactly what she was supposed do to, but she guessed they could figure it out together when the time came.

Turning to the couch, Emma reached for the duvet they had left there and spread it on the floor, arranging some throw pillows over it. There was no way she would agree to make love in the bare carpet. She was getting better with her treatment, but only God knew how many germs breed there. Besides, the duvet would be easier to wash afterwards.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Will was rummaging frantically trough his bedside table "Where is it? Where is it….Oh, found it". He checked the expiration date "Who knows? It has been so long since the last time…March 2012, Excellent!" Calming himself down, he berated himself "Get a grip, Schuester, it's not as if you have never done it. Emma doesn't need you to be a nervous wreck either". Taking on a deep breath and then releasing it slowly, Will collected himself "Now you are gonna calmly walk over there and make it the best first time she could ever have".