A/N: Okay, guys... I'm super SUPER proud of this, but be brutal.
He held me in his arms, gentle and warm. Sounds innocent enough, eh? Yeah, except he wasn't wearing anything, and I'm naked too. Just lying there, it felt right. I felt his every move and it made me feel good. I leaned my head on the inside of his shoulder and he kissed my head. I smiled and played with the little hairs on his chest. He smiled and lifted my other hand to his mouth, kissing it. I giggled as he put my hand on my head. He laughed; it was deep in his stomach, softly shaking me. He sighed happily and smiled. He scratched his head for a little then went back to holding me in his arms.
It was my first time, but I didn't want him to know that. People say that your first time is always horrible, which I don't believe. Yeah, it hurts a little, but I felt safe. Maybe it was because I was with Craig. Maybe it was because he apologized. Maybe it was because he had learned his lesson with Manny. Maybe it was because the drum set, which was placed in the corner of the room, so close to that couch, was where it all started.
But either way, I felt safe with Craig. I felt like another piece of the puzzle I called my life fit in with him.