"Are you scared?" Ian said.
It felt as if we had sat on the bed for hours just staring at each other. As if we were each waiting for the other to make some sort of move. I knew Ian wanted to, but he never would because he didn't want to rush me in case I wasn't as ready as I thought. I wasn't sure why I hadn't done anything. I knew I wanted to be with him in this way now that I could. So what was stopping me?
What was I going to do at this point—lie?
"Yes, but I want this."
Before I knew it, I had begun to unbutton Ian's shirt. They seemed to fall apart more easily than the last. Ian took over and removed the rest of his clothing as I did the same. Soon all that was left was each of our bare skin and us losing ourselves in each other's eyes. I regained the sensations that his kisses had brought to my lips and now were coursing throughout my entire self.
Just as my heart was beginning to feel like it would burst outright, Ian pulled away.
"Are you alright?"
"Yes."
I knew what Ian was worried about, but I also knew that he was genuinely concerned about me. This was a new experience for the both of us.
"The only voice I hear is you and I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Me neither."
Ian proceeded to continue kissing me along with a much more intense act I was also unfamiliar experiencing first hand. I was glad Ian was there because I needed to hold him more than ever. I was not prepared for the pain, and yet, the pleasure that we were enduring together.
It continued like that for I don't know how long, but I do know afterwards we saw each other in a whole new way.