Every night, before the local news, Will would trail kisses on Emma's neck. She enjoyed it, his lips were expert seducers, but she couldn't let it go too far. She wasn't ready for that.
Emma was still a virgin. She was less innocent than she played off though. Her previous experience was limited to Carl and Andy; two relationships she'd rather forget. Carl would kiss her in bed too, but it wasn't as substantial as Will's kisses. The only time Emma kissed Andy was at a party when she was 15. They were pushed into a locked closet for seven minutes. Emma had been a little drunk, and the next day Andy kept looking at her sexually which made her feel awkward.
Emma wanted to make love to Will but the thought scared her too much. To be naked together, sweating and rubbing skin against skin? She was afraid she couldn't handle it, that just the nakedness would scare her to an anxiety attack.
The kissing was nice though, they kissed more often than she expected them to. Will always wanted to kiss her. If he wasn't kissing her he would touch her. At school during lunch time Will's hand would gently rest on Emma's thigh, just before her skirt line.
"Will." Emma would whisper in a tone low enough for only him to hear.
"Emma." Will mocked and grinned at her.
Tonight, the local news wasn't on because the power went out due to the big thunderstorm passing over Lima. Will lit candles across the apartment, giving it a sexy glow. Emma changed into panties and a oversized t-shirt Will got in New York last year.
"Hi." Emma whispered sweetly. She stood in the entry way to the living room, the glow of the candles making her look as if she wore a ballroom gown rather than his tee that was three sizes too large.
"Hi." Will's eyes followed as Emma walked to the couch and sat down in front of him, pulling her legs up to her chest revealing to him her smooth bare legs.
"What are you doing?" Emma giggled because the answer was obvious but she was feeling flirty that night. Will was wearing the blue baggy sweatpants Emma loved and no shirt. Which Emma also loved.
"Admiring my gorgeous girlfriend." Will lifted Emma's legs and sat under them so his arms draped over her upper thigh. Emma didn't feel nervous. "I love you."
"I love you too Will. So so much." Will's lips gently landed on Emma's, his hand moved across her slightly covered thigh.
"I love when you wear my shirts like dresses. It's so sexy." Will moved to her neck, occasionally placing a feather like kiss to her collar bone because he knew that was the spot that made her shiver. "You're so sexy."
Emma ran her hands over Will's shoulder blades and pulled him closer when he sucked her collarbone. She let out an uncharacteristic moan, not realizing Will's hands moving up her sides resting just near her breasts. If she flipped to either side he would be fully cupping her perky breast.
Will moved above her and thrusted her right leg up to wrap around his hips. "Ohh," Emma moaned when she felt the light brush of his erection and the shock their legs made when she moved her foot over his ass and to the crook of his knee.
"Emma," Will cupped her face and kissed her deeply. Almost immediately his tongue asked for permission which she granted after a few moments of feeling his tongue moving so effortlessly across her lips, forcing his taste on her.
Will felt like a teenager; dry humping on a couch. He felt like a virgin. He wanted to make love to her, he really did. He didn't know where to start. Should he talk to her about it? Should he set up a really romantic dinner and lure her to the bedroom somehow, or did he let a make out session go further? Emma seemed ready but he only held her breasts a handful of times and each time only one was grasped in his hand, always over clothes. He saw her in her underwear and swim wear but always touched her over some type of clothes. It made Will beyond frustrated.
Emma moaned again when Will's tongue massaged hers and ran over her teeth. In his deep thought Will didn't realize Emma's hand moved to the space on his rib cage where a small upper case "E" was tattooed.
"Mmh, Em," Will shifted, firmly straddling her legs without touching her, so he could snake his hand under her shirt and up her thigh.
She shivered. "Don't be afraid sweetheart. This is about you, about us. Let me make you feel good." Even Will knew he was saying things he wasn't exactly aware of. He could've just proposed and wouldn't know, being so intoxicated with the feel and smell of his lover.
Will slowly and gently slid his hand over her hips and panties, teasing the waist band just a little bit. "I won't hurt you, you're safe in my arms darling. I love you so so much." Finally, Will placed his full hand on Emma's lower stomach. Her breathing was shallow, this was the only time Will touched her there. His hand was so close to her breasts she could almost feel the heat. Will's small hands gripping her so powerfully but comforting in such an intimate place. How would it feel when she finally committed to what they both fantasied about more often than they chose to admit?
"Will I-"
"Shh baby I got you, don't worry." He kissed her lips to silence her and trapped her in one of the most passionate loving kissed she ever experienced.
His lips landed just around hers and gently massaged her lips in all the right ways and places. Emma's hands returned to his shoulders and moved down to place her fingers firmly in his back dimples. She pushed her hands down and felt his hips gently rocking against hers and his erection hovering just above her growing wetness.
Will really wanted her, and she really wanted him. His tongue lightly moved around her mouth, never really engaging with hers or staying in one place. Will was a great kisser. Despite that Will's kisses can make Emma forget the world is round, where she is or what she's done in her life, it completely enhances her sense of touch. Which is how she felt Will's hand moving towards her breasts painfully slow.
Emma pulled away and molded against the couch, her lips still captured between his teeth and his hand at her hip. "Baby," Will moved closer- almost sitting in her lap and held the back of her neck, intentions full on touching her lips again.
"No Will I-I'm not ready. I can't go further. Please stop Will." Thinking about what just happened, he did get ahead of himself. He needed to remember Emma was delicate, she needed to feel wanted and not pressured.
"Wha-You were doing great Em," Will ran a hand through his hair and removed his hand from her side placing it on his thigh. How he wished Emma would touch him there.
"I know, I really liked it Will. I did but I'm not ready." Sometime during her stuttering and looking down at the cushion underneath her legs, Will's face changed from one of disappointment to one of love and caring. One that said; 'You're so damn adorable.'
"You're so cute. Let's go to bed." Emma's face lit up and she began to get up from her place on the couch. "No." Will sternly said before picking Emma up bridal style and carrying her in the dark to their bedroom.
He placed her gently on her side of the bed and walked around to his, climbing under the covers as Emma did the same. She snuggled into him. Will kissed her head and took a deep breath preparing for what he was about to say. "I know you're trying your hardest to not let your OCD control your life and I'm very grateful that you're trying so hard. It warms my heart."
Emma smiled sweetly at him and cuddled closer to his side. "I know there's more sweetie I know you want more. I want it too, I'm trying my hardest. I don't want to lose you."
Will's breath hitched at the thought of losing Emma, Emma being afraid of losing him. "You'll never lose me, Em. You're stuck with me." They shared a sweet laugh before Will spoke again. "I want to help ease you into a comfortable level of intimacy. We both know there's more, we're just too afraid of finding out what 'more' is. Some things are going to be uncomfortable at first Em, but that's just because they're new things. They'll get better."
"I trust you."
They fell into a comfortable silence, exhausted by the events of the day and previous activies. "I love you, you know." Will whispered in her ear.
"I love you more you know." Emma didn't give Will a chance to respond when she kissed his lips quickly but deeply and rolled over, dragging Will's arm over her mid-section.