A/N: This is dedicated to the one and only Chiara (notsospeechless) who requested it. It's just a one-shot Kelly Blatz and Blake Lively fic of their first time. Didn't have a whole lot of Kelly/Blake to go from, just a couple of videos of them back when they were in high school :) Just a little bit of cuteness before I write the Penn/Blake first time in my other fic :)
"Babydoll!" a seventeen year old Blake cries at her boyfriend, Kelly, as he comes out of the boys locker-room at Burbank High to find her waiting for him. "Great game, baby. You were so good tonight!" She throws her arms around him and he drops his gym bag to pick her up. It was the first football game of the season, and Burbank beat Beverly 36-22. Kelly played centre, and Blake was a cheerleader- the perfect high school couple.
"Hey, baby. Thank you. You were pretty good yourself." He smirked as he put her down. "Couldn't have done it without my favourite cheerleader. You got changed quick." He noted.
"Well, I didn't wanna keep you and your parents waiting."
He picks her bag up and puts his other arm around her as they head out of the school, to the car park. "Oh, don't worry. There was a change of plans anyway; my parents were invited to a friend's house so they can't have dinner with us tonight. They just left me money for takeout- or we can go out. Up to you."
"Takeout sounds fine." She smiles at him and kisses his cheek as they walk.
"This pizza is so good." Blake said between mouthfuls as they lay on the sofa, watching Romeo and Juliet.
"Yeah, the pizza is, but I can't believe you're seriously making me watch this." Kelly shook his head and rolled his eyes at her playfully.
"Oh come on. Leo is beautiful in this." She finished off the last pizza slice and was glued to the TV screen.
"Please change the channel. Maybe if Angelina Jolie was in it, I would sit through it."
"Nope." She smirked at him.
Kelly quickly snatched the remote from her, changed the channel and sprang up off the sofa, out of her reach.
"Hey!" she got up and chased after him. "Baby! Don't be mean!"
Kelly just chuckled to himself and darted around the lounge, dipping into the kitchen and hiding behind the kitchen island as Blake followed after him.
"Blake, come on! You've seen it before." They were both giggling as Blake was still determined to catch him. "I dodge guys twice your size on the football field, babe." He grinned as he slid past her, running up the stairs, to his room.
"What exactly are you gonna do? Lock me out of your room?" she cackled as she ran up the stairs after him. He jumped into his room and attempted to close the door before Blake pushed it open, forcing him backwards. He tripped on an X-Box controller, sending him crashing down to the floor, pulling Blake down with him.
Kelly smirked. "Look what you did." They looked each other in the eye as she lay on top of him and they both erupted into giggles.
"Me? You're the one who stole the remote."
"Because you were torturing me." He quickly retaliated.
"N'aww, babydoll." She smiled cutely and kissed his lips before getting up off the floor and sitting on his bed.
He got up and started clearing the crap on the floor which he tripped up on. "Okay, so have a look in my drawer and find a DVD that we can both agree on."
"Which one?" she said as she opened all the drawers on the bedside table to see which one had the DVD's.
Kelly quickly looked up, "Oh no, not that one!" he winced when he saw that she'd already found what he didn't want her to see.
Blake blinked and picked up one of the foil packets that were lying in the top drawer. "…Since when do you have condoms in your room?" she tried to sound as non-accusatory as possible. They'd been together for little under a month now, but they hadn't had sex. Blake had never had sex before, and as far as she knew, neither had Kelly.
"Uhm…they're just…" Kelly scratched his head nervously. He didn't have anything to hide, but he didn't want her to think he was a douche who was just assuming he'd have a use for them. "they're just in case… You know, if we ever…just to be prepared."
"Oh, ok." She said simply and smiled at him.
He was confused about how cool she was being about it. Why was he such a blabbering mess? He managed a smile back and went over to the bed and sat beside her to look for the DVD's. He bent over to browse through his collection. "So what are you thinkin'?"
"I'm thinking… what about now?" she said tentatively.
Kelly was still bent over, looking through the DVD's. "Uhm… I don't think I have that one."
Blake giggled to herself. "No. I… I meant, what about now?"
Kelly sat back upright and looked at her, not wanting to jump to conclusions. "You mean… you wanna…" it was as if the words physically wouldn't leave his mouth, but she understood and replied with an equally shy nod.
"I mean… your parents are out. So…" Blake struggled to look him in the eye, surprised by her own audacity.
He swallowed and then looked her in the eye. "They are… but, I mean, I haven't-" he cut himself off to gesture at his messy room. "there's no candles or roses or… babe, I don't even think I have any romantic music…" he frowned, a little disappointed with himself.
"Hey…" she spoke softly as she held his face. "I don't care about any of that stuff, as long as I'm with you."
Kelly's tense lips eased into a smile and he gently kissed her lips. "Are you sure? We don't have to do this right now if you don't want to."
"I know we don't. But I'm sure…" she smiled nervously, realising what she'd just agreed to.
"I love you." He said, still staring into her eyes.
She smiled shyly at the floor and brushed her nose against his. "I love you too, baby."
Even though Kelly was equally as inexperienced as Blake, he knew it was his role to make the first move and take control. It was his role to make her feel safe. His only real reference was porn, but even he knew that wasn't the kind of sex you had with the girl you love; he had no idea what to do, but he figured kissing would be a good starting point and he was hoping the rest would come naturally.
He stroked her hair softly as they kissed. Blake didn't know where to put her hands or what to do. It's not like they'd never kissed before, but this felt different. The enormity overwhelmed her and she felt frozen.
"Baby, relax. It's just me." He smiled reassuringly and brought her hand up to his lips- kissing it delicately. She smiled sweetly at him and pressed her lips against his neck.
He slowly lowered her, cradling her head to the pillow, with his lips still on hers. For a while, they just lay there, letting their hands and mouths explore. There was no rush, and the glint in her eye reminded him why.
Blake's hand travelled up his shirt before she interrupted the kiss. "Baby, can we… like, get under the covers?" she asked awkwardly.
"Sure." He laughed softly and pulled the covers over them to make her feel more comfortable. He figured it was probably because of some ridiculous insecurity she had. "You're beautiful, though. I hope you know that."
Blake just blushed and began kissing him so he couldn't say anything else. She pulled his top off and discarded it to the side. She still felt safe and composed; this wasn't new territory so far so she enjoyed her confidence while she could- pasting kisses all over his bare chest and neck. Their legs were tangled together and they both gladly welcomed the playful mood; kisses were interrupted by giggles and the removing of Blake's top proved to be too much for Kelly.
"I, uhh…" Kelly exhaled, embarrassed. "I can't get it off."
"I got it" she removed her top for him and threw it over where his shirt was lying on the floor. This was uncharted territory. Kelly let his hands explore her skin and cup her breasts while she played in his hair. His lips brushed across every inch of her chest. Obstructed by her bra, he reached behind her and unhooked it- adding it to the growing pile of clothes.
As soon as her bra was off, Blake really felt the exposure. She hated seeing herself naked and to have someone else see her naked was twice as nerve-wracking, so she pulled his body closer to hers, so her chest was against his. Kelly smirked a little, aware of her readjustment. He kissed her lips before travelling back down to her chest- gently squeezing her breasts and kissing inbetween them. He was second-guessing his every move- unsure of it was the right thing to do. He began to tease his tongue around her nipple shyly before gradually growing more confident and closing his mouth around it and sucking as she released feint moans.
Blake's whole body tightened as his lips travelled down her stomach, stopping below her navel. She gripped his hair to control herself and slow her breathing. He moved back up so he was face-to-face with her. He brushed her cheek with his thumb before he lowered his mouth to hers, toying with her tongue. The way her tongue mirrored his did something unexplainable to him; his already-tight abs clenched, and as if possessed, he kicked off his sweatpants. One thought he couldn't shake was the worry that he wouldn't last long enough, so he didn't want to prolong the foreplay too much.
He slowly undid her jeans and pulled them down her legs, running his fingertips down her thighs as he did so. He tossed her jeans to the side and paused for what felt far too long. What now? He was unnerved by the distance between their bodies. There was too much margin for error. He lay back down on his side and pulled her close. She ran her hands over the muscles in his back while he kissed her hard, from her lips to her shoulders and everywhere inbetween. She felt safe in his arms and it calmed her somewhat.
Kelly trailed his fingers down her stomach, giving her some warning before he nervously slipped his hand into her underwear. He kept his hand still for a second- partly because he questioned whether this was what he was supposed to do, and partly to give her time to just be ok with it. He slowly began circling his middle finger over her clit, making her eyes roll back and her eyelashes flutter. Kissing her cheeks, he cautiously moved his fingers further down, massaging and teasing her with a cheeky grin on his face. She smirked at him and held his face in her hands, kissing the grin off his lips.
Once he could feel she was ready, he slowly pushed a finger inside her, watching her face for any sign of pain.
"I'm okay" she smiled slightly and held onto him while he repeated the movement and then inserted another finger. She winced slightly and he immediately withdrew. She laughed a little at him "I promise, it's fine… relax."
He shook his head a little, embarrassed. "Don't laugh at me." He pouted adorably.
"I love you" she rested her forehead against his.
"I love you." He replied, kissing her neck and carrying on. He went slowly and not too deep, terrified of doing something wrong and hurting her. "Can you… uh…" he pointed to the top drawer with his chin. She reached over and took out one of the foil packets, handing it to him. He took his boxers off and rolled it on, feeling as though his heart was in his mouth.
Blake was lying there, looking up at him and feeling exactly the same. "Are we really doing this…?"
"What do you mean?" he asked worriedly.
"It's…huge…"
Kelly tried to conceal a smirk. "I know…"
Blake unsuccessfully tried to keep a straight face as she slapped his shoulder. "That's not what I was talking about, you jerk. I mean… there are no do-overs."
"I know. I'm sorry." Kelly composed himself. "I'm just nervous." He admitted.
"Me too…" she spoke quietly.
"Do you trust me?" he looked her dead in the eye and held one side of her face in his hand.
She nodded with a hint of a smile, too nervous to speak. She did trust him, and she did love him, but it didn't mean she wasn't scared.
He lowered himself onto her and propped himself up on his elbow. He took a deep breath before slowly easing into her. She let out a quiet sound of discomfort and gripped his bicep, hard. Her nails dug into his arm, and he was pretty sure it had pierced the skin, but if it helped her, he wasn't about to complain.
He moved in and out of her carefully, contrasting the rapid rate of his heart. He buried his head in her neck, where he left kisses and then he rolled onto his side so he could hold her better. He hiked her leg up over his hip and locked his arms around her, supporting the back of her head. "Are you okay?" he breathed.
Blake's eyes were shut tight as she tried to control her breathing, kissing all over his neck and shoulders and pulling at tufts of his hair to distract herself from the pain. It hurt like hell, but to be this close to the boy she loved was incomparable to anything she'd ever felt before. She knew it was worth it. "I'm fine." She finally breathed back.
He pressed her body flush against his as he pushed a little deeper inside her. She cried out and pushed against his chest for him to ease up. Kelly panicked and pulled out. "I'm sorry. Shit. I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" Held her face, worried.
"It's okay… I just… I think it just ripped..." There was a slight grimace on her face.
Kelly's eyes widened. "Ripped?"
Blake smiled a little at his cluelessness. "Baby, don't worry. It's supposed to happen. It just…hurts. I'm okay. You didn't do anything wrong." She pressed her lips against his and held them there, inhaling him. "I promise."
Kelly's mouth quirked up into a half smile, but he was still worried about her. "Do you want me to stop?"
"No. Don't stop." She smiled and brushed her nose against his. She knew she'd feel some pain anyway, and it was his first time, too, after all, so she didn't want to be selfish.
"Okay… do you wanna, like, go on top…? So you can control it."
Blake nodded shyly and they changed positions so Kelly was on his back and she was straddling him. She slowly lowered herself onto him, flinching slightly as it went in. As soon as it was, she leant forward, closing the gap between their bodies so she wasn't so exposed. She rocked back and forth, trying to go quicker for him.
"Hey, slow down, baby." He kissed her forehead and slowly moved his hands up and down her sides. He was concerned that she was going to hurt herself, but he also felt like he was going to come and he wasn't ready for it to be over yet. He felt like the luckiest guy in the world. To share this moment with the girl he loved, and whom loved him.
She rested her hands on his chest as she slowly moved up and down on him, beginning to get into a rhythm with which she felt more pleasure than pain. Despite his best efforts to hold on, he couldn't any longer. He let out a muffled grunt, wrapping his arms around her and pulling her down towards him- holding her against him as he gently pushed into her, one last time, releasing everything he had inside her. "Baby." He breathed into her neck. He lay beneath her, breathing deeply, holding her close. He pressed his lips against her shoulder while they lay there; he hadn't pulled out- he didn't see the rush. He just wanted to lie there with her for a while.
"I love you so much." Blake's lips met Kelly's and they both grinned together. "I can't believe we really just did that." She giggled and Kelly finally pulled out before hugging her close.
"I love you, too… that was… incredible."
"It was perfect." She whispered. Her head was resting on his chest and she could hear his heart beating; she swore she'd never heard a more beautiful sound.
He brushed her hair gently with his palm and smiled to himself. "How are you feeling?"
"A little sore." She admitted.
"I'm sorry…"
"Don't be." She rubbed up and down his arm. "Woah, did I do that?" she said, referring to the marks on his bicep.
"Uhm…" he laughed softly. "don't worry about it, baby."
"I'm so sorry!" she giggled into his chest and then kissed the nail-marks on his arm.
"I guess we're even." He kissed her nose and shut his eyes.
After a little while of silence, Blake looked up to see his eyes were shut and felt horribly awkward. "Baby, are you sleeping now?"
"Not if you're not." He smiled back at her. "Why?"
"It's just… the sheets…" she said shyly, feeling embarrassed, even though she knew, deep down, that she had no reason to.
"I don't mind." He smiled genuinely at her. "Does it make you feel uncomfortable?"
Blake just shrugged a little. She knew she shouldn't feel embarrassed in front of her boyfriend, but she didn't want to wake up in the morning with blood everywhere.
"Hey, it's no problem. I'll run you a bath and I can change them while you're in there." He untangled their bodies, kissed her quickly, slid out of bed and put on his boxers before going into his en-suite.
Blake lay there, waiting for him, holding the sheets to her naked body and feeling on top of the world. It had been so much more than she envisioned; so much more romantic and so much more comfortable. He'd been patient, sweet and sensitive, and she loved him now, more than ever.
Kelly was in the bathroom, cleaning himself off while he ran her a bath. Once he was done, he rummaged through the cupboard under the sink where his mum kept bits and bobs, and he was glad there were still a few candles left. He lit them and put them round the edge of the bath before putting some bath oils into the water.
"Baby, it's ready." He came out to see her still sitting in bed with the sheets wrapped around her. "What's up?"
"Nothing!"
"Come on. Don't be shy. I got ya." He grinned as he ran over to her and scooped her up, sheets 'n' all and carried her in his arms to his bathroom.
"Nooo!" she squealed and then burst into giggles. He put her down once they were in the bathroom and she smiled to herself when she saw the candles. "Babydoll…" she said cutely as she looked up at him. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him slowly.
Kelly smirked, smug with his initiative. "Just take your time and relax for a while. Maybe it'll help with the soreness, too. I'll wait up in bed." He smiled sweetly at her and respectfully left her to it, changing the sheets before getting into bed.
About forty minutes later, Blake came out of the bath, wrapped in a towel to find Kelly fast asleep in the bed. She smiled adoringly at him before she got a pair of his boxers and an undershirt from his drawer and slipped into them. She carefully crept over to the other side of the bed and climbed in- pulling the covers over the both of them.
"'night, baby." She kissed his forehead delicately and slowly fell asleep beside him.