Hello, everyone! Merry late Christmas! I actually had this chapter done about two days ago, but I didn't have the time to post it. But here it is and I hope you enjoy it!
WARNING: Sex happens in the end. That's all I will leave you with.
Now that Delilah wasn't friends with Annie anymore, she was able to shop on her own free will. That meant no nagging, no constant walking around, and most importantly, no trying on clothes that Delilah would not be caught dead wearing. But that didn't make her like shopping any more than she was with Annie. That just meant she was able to tolerate it a bit more.
It was just two days before the winter formal. After school on Thursday since she didn't have practice for anything, Delilah decided to stop procrastinating and go buy a dress. She kind of regretted putting this off until the last minute since all of the good dressed would be gone and she'd miss some of the deals. But Delilah didn't have any old dresses at home that she could wear so she had no choice but to walk around the mall in hopes that something would catch her eye.
One of the problems with having a curvier figure than most girls was that most department stores carried sizes that were way too small. Delilah experienced this dilemma as she looked around Macy's. There were so many dresses that she wished to try on, but none of them were in her size. And the dresses that were in her size were so trashy and unflattering. It was pretty stressful. The brunette absentmindedly searched through the clothes racks, dismissing every single dress.
But she stopped when her hand came in contact with the most beautiful powder-blue dress. It was A-line shaped with a tulle skirt that seemed to have flowed. The straps were thicker, which Delilah appreciated since she felt that she could not pull off a strapless dress. Sequins and rhinestones scattered all around the material, making the dress sparkle quite nicely. Delilah looked at the tag. Not only was it the last dress of its kind, it was in her size and on sale. How perfect!
Delilah plucked the dress from the rack and headed over to the fitting room. One of the attendants led her to an empty cubicle and hung her dress on a hook. After thanking the woman, Delilah closed the door and began stripping off her clothes. She made sure to leave her bra and underwear on. Then she grabbed the dress and pulled it on. Delilah stepped out of the cubicle to look in the mirror. Reaching behind her, she tried to pull the zipper of the dress up, but she couldn't get her hand on it.
"Need a hand?"
With a gasp, Delilah spun around when she heard the unexpected voice. Standing across from her was a man with curly but slicked-back brown hair and decked out in all black clothing. He had to be in his early or mid-thirties. The corner of his mouth was lifted up into a smirk. Delilah would be lying if she said he wasn't handsome.
He chuckled. "My apologies. I didn't mean to frighten you there, darlin'."
"It's okay," Delilah smiled shyly, "I just wasn't expecting there to be anyone else in here."
"Do you need some help with your zipper?" the man asked, "I noticed that you were struggling with it earlier."
"Umm, sure."
She turned back towards the mirror and lifted her hair up. The man walked up to her and slowly pulled the zipper up. When Delilah looked back up at her reflection, she was pleasantly surprised at what she saw.
The dress couldn't have been a more perfect fit. It hugged her curves a lot better than Delilah thought it would. When she turned to the side, the skirt swished against her thighs, giving the dress a playful feel. Her stomach looked slimmer, which made her feel better about her appearance. And her arms didn't look huge when she placed them on her sides. That was a bonus. It came down just above her knees so it wasn't too short for her. Also, the neckline wasn't low enough to the point where her cleavage was really present. Overall, Delilah thought she looked pretty good.
"That looks quite nice on you," the man complimented. Delilah had completely forgotten that he was still there. "It flatters your figure beautifully."
Delilah couldn't hide the blush on her face. "Thank you."
"Allow me to introduce myself." He stuck his hand out to her. "I'm Peter."
Hesitantly, the dancer shook his hand. "Delilah."
"Ah, Delilah," Peter smiled, "What a beautiful name. Did you know that the definition of Delilah is a seductive and wily temptress?"
"Oh," Delilah said timidly, "No, I didn't know that."
"Yes, but you look like a very sweet girl, even though I'm pretty sure you've broken a few boys' hearts in your life." Peter started looking through the rack of discarded clothes. "So I'm guessing this is for the winter formal at Beacon Hills High School?"
"Yeah. I decided to wait until the last minute to find a dress so I was a little nervous I wouldn't find something. But miracles do happen."
"I suppose," Peter said, "Are you going with your friends?"
"Oh, no," Delilah answered, "My boyfriend asked me to go with him."
"Boyfriend?" The man raised an eyebrow. "Well, he is going to have a very beautiful date at the dance."
The brunette nodded, not really sure how to take the compliment. "Well, thank you. Listen, I'm sorry, but I really need to get going."
"No, that's fine," Peter said, raising his hands in defense, "I completely understand. I have some previous engagements that I need to attend to anyway. I'll let you carry on with your day. But it was nice meeting you, Delilah. Hope you and your boyfriend have a wonderful time at the formal on Saturday."
"Thank you… Peter."
Said man smiled at her before walking out of the fitting room. As Delilah watched him go, a chill went up her spine. There was just something off about Peter. He was nice… too nice. It was kind of creepy. Delilah never minded when Isaac said sweet words to her because she liked him, but hearing it from a complete stranger who had to be ten years older than her made her kind of uncomfortable. And how did Peter know that the formal was this Saturday? Delilah was sure she never mentioned that to him. Whatever. He was gone now and there was a high possibility that she would never run into him again. She just shrugged it off and went back into her cubicle.
After she put her regular clothes back on, Delilah took her dress and purse and walked out to the cash register. She paid for her dress and then left Macy's. Thank god it didn't take as long as she feared it would. Being in there with all of the other teenage girls doing their last minute shopping would've been a nightmare. When she got to her car, Delilah placed the dress carefully in the backseat. Then she began to drive home. While on the road, "Here (In Your Arms)" by Hellogoodbye started playing from her phone, which meant that Isaac was calling. Delilah smiled as she answered the call and put it on speaker.
"Hello," she answered happily.
"Hey, baby," Isaac said, "So, umm, quick question. Are you allergic to any type of flowers?"
"I don't think so," Delilah replied, "Why?"
"Because I know that guys always get their dates corsages for dances," Isaac explained, "So I'm at the flower shop right now and I am completely lost here. I don't know what kind of flower to buy or what color it should be. And what the hell is a boutonniere?"
Delilah giggled. "A boutonniere is the little bundle of flowers that guys wear on their suit jackets. You know, like how they do for prom?"
"Oh…"
The brunette giggled again as she pictured Isaac looking like a confused puppy. "Relax, Isaac. It's just a corsage. It's not like you're buying an engagement ring."
"Honestly, that doesn't really make this easier."
"You don't have to buy anything flashy," Delilah told him, "Just get something that you think will go well with the color of my dress. I'll send you a picture of the material when I get home, which should be pretty soon."
"Alright," Isaac sighed, "I still wish that you brought me with you so I could have seen the dress."
"And I told you that I wanted it to be a surprise. Just wait a couple more days. You'll see it soon."
"Yeah, I know. But I'm actually pretty excited for Saturday night. I bet you're gonna look so beautiful at the formal."
That brought a smile to Delilah's face. "Aw, you're so sweet. Hey, I'm pulling into my driveway right now so I'll send you the picture in a few minutes, okay?"
"Sure thing," Isaac said, "I'll see you tomorrow at school. Bye, baby."
"Bye."
After hanging up, Delilah grabbed her dress and got out of her bug. She went inside the house and went upstairs to her bedroom. Then she took the dress out of the garment bag the cashier put it in. Once it was spread out on her bed, Delilah pulled her phone out of her pocket and snapped a picture of it so she could send it to her boyfriend.
At the flower shop, Isaac was staring blankly at the various sorts of corsages and boutonnieres displayed in front of him. There were just so many choices. And the picture of the material of Delilah's dress just puzzled him even more. What the hell was he supposed to get? Was he supposed to buy the corsage and boutonniere separately or was he supposed to buy them in a pack? And were they all so expensive?
Why was this so stressful?
"Let me guess. It's your first dance?"
Isaac looked at the woman standing next to him. She was older but seemed to be at least twenty. Maybe even twenty-one. Her hair was long, curly, and dark caramel brown and her eyes were this very bright brown color. She wore a black V-neck sweater, dark jeans, and black ankle boots. There was a friendly smile etched on her face. Isaac thought she was pretty. And she looked very nice.
He blushed. "Is it that obvious?"
"A little," the woman chuckled, "But it's understandable. I was in high school once. All of the guys were nervous about buying stuff for dances."
"Yeah," Isaac said, "My school's winter formal is this Saturday and my girlfriend and I are going together."
"How fun," the woman said, smiling, "I used to love dressing up and getting makeovers for dances. God, I miss high school. It was so much fun. So does your girlfriend have her dress picked out and everything?"
The blond nodded. "She won't let me see the whole dress, but she sent me a picture of the material so I could find a corsage that goes with the color." He showed her the picture Delilah sent him.
After taking a good look at the picture, the woman turned back to the display in front of them. Isaac watched as she scanned each corsage and boutonniere like she was solving some sort of mystery. Then she finally picked up a set that was made up of white roses and handed them to Isaac.
"Here. White goes with everything. And with the set of both the corsage and boutonniere, it'll cost less than if you buy them separately."
"Wow, thanks," Isaac said as he looked at the flowers in his hands, "Do you work here?"
"Oh, no," the woman laughed, "I just remember when my old boyfriend in high school had the same problem. It was pretty funny to see him freak out." She pointed to the teenager's phone. "Is that your girlfriend?"
Isaac looked at the picture of Delilah on his wallpaper. "Yeah. This was when she had her dance competition a few weeks ago."
"Aw, she's so gorgeous!"
"She really is, isn't she?" Isaac said as he gazed at the photo. His mouth formed into a proud and adoring smile.
The woman noticed this and beamed herself. "I can tell you really like her."
"Yeah. Yeah, I really do." That was when Isaac noticed the arrangement of flowers in her hand. "Do you mind if I ask what those are for?"
"These? Umm, they're for my parents' graves. They died about six years ago and every month, I go over to the cemetery to change the flowers."
"Oh." Isaac rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "I'm sorry to hear that."
She shrugged. "It's okay. Don't worry about it." Then she sighed. "Well, I should head on out before it gets dark. But have fun with your girlfriend at the dance."
"Thanks. Oh, and, uh, thank you for helping me with all of this."
"No problem, kid." The woman waved with a smile before walking out of the shop.
On the night of the winter formal, Delilah was upstairs in the bathroom in her bedroom. She was wearing a pink tank top and white lounge shorts since she decided to make her dress the last thing she put on. All of her makeup was spread all over the sink. For the past ten minutes, she had been gripping the edge of the sink and staring at her reflection in the mirror. The dance was in two hours and Delilah still had no idea what she was going to do with her hair and makeup. Right now, she felt completely hopeless. She just wanted to look her best for Isaac, but she wasn't sure where to start.
While most girls her age had a ton of experience with getting dolled up, Delilah didn't have as much. Most people would think that she would since she had to wear a ton of show makeup and have her hair done a certain way for dance. But since Gloria never taught her how to do all of that, Delilah had the other dancers or their mothers help her out. All she really knew how to do were the basics like mascara, lip gloss, and foundation to cover up the bruises. So when it came to special events like this, Delilah had no clue what to do. She groaned as she placed her head in her hands.
Right then Gloria entered the room and saw her daughter looking frustrated. She rapped her knuckles on the bathroom door, gaining the brunette's attention.
"Oh. Hi, Mom," Delilah said.
"Hi, honey," Gloria smiled. She pointed to all of the beauty supplies on the sink. "Are you alright here?"
"No," Delilah groaned again, "The dance is in a couple of hours and Isaac will be here in an hour and a half and I haven't even started getting ready."
"Do you need some help?" her mom offered.
Delilah's eyebrows rose. "Are you sure? I know that you have to leave soon for Lawrence's… business trip."
"Oh yeah. It's no problem. We still have an hour before we have to leave. Take a seat and I'll start doing your hair."
With a small smile, Delilah closed the lid of the toilet and sat down. Gloria plugged in the curling iron and waited for it to heat up. Once it reached the right temperature, she went to work on her daughter's hair.
"I saw your dress when I walked in," Gloria said a few minutes into curling the brown locks, "It looks really pretty. And I bet that it looks even better when you're wearing it."
"Thanks," Delilah said, "And it was the last one, too. How lucky is that?"
"That's pretty good," Gloria laughed, "Has Isaac seen it yet?"
"No, I told him that I wanted it to be a surprise for him. I hope he does like it though."
"I'm sure he will love it, sweetheart. That boy will think you're beautiful no matter what kind of outfit you wear."
The brunette chuckled. "I hope so. I just really want tonight to be special for the both of us. We can let go and have fun with each other. It'll be a nice break for us since we're always dealing with either school or practice." She looked down at her hands. "And… I think I'm gonna tell him tonight that I love him."
"Really?" Gloria said, raising an eyebrow, "Wow. That's a pretty big deal. And you're sure that you feel that way about him?"
"Yeah, I'm sure," Delilah nodded. Then she cringed. "Do you think that it's too soon to say it?"
"I don't think so, to be honest with you," her mother said as she started placing bobby pins in her hair, "True, you both are really young. But I believe that love has no age limitations. If it feels right, then it feels right. You can't control how you feel about someone. So if you feel that Isaac is the one you really love, then there's no problem with you telling him that. Just don't be too disappointed if he's not ready to say that to you just yet. People fall in love at their own pace."
"I understand," Delilah sighed.
"But in my opinion, Isaac would be crazy not to fall in love with a girl that has such a big heart like you do. How could he not?"
Coming from her mother, Delilah took the simple compliment to heart. Despite all that she has put her through, she valued Gloria's opinions more than anything. She was her mother after all. She smiled up at her. "Thanks, Mom."
"Of course, sweetheart," Gloria smiled back. She added the last few bobby pins to Delilah's hair to keep the up-do in place. "Alright, now for the fun part. Turn and face me."
As Delilah did so, Gloria grabbed the foundation and kneeled in front of her. She then began to apply the makeup on the brunette's face. The room remained silent as Gloria was doing the makeup since Delilah didn't want to ruin it by twitching her face. It was hard for her to stay still for some of the time though. Being a part of activities that had her constantly moving like guard and dance made her restless. But she managed to not move around so much so Gloria wouldn't mess up.
"Okay…" Gloria said as she put lip gloss on her daughter's lips. Then she put the cap back on. "And done! Go take a look and see if you like it."
Delilah stood up from the toilet to glance at herself in the mirror. Her eyes widened the moment she saw her reflection. Her medium brown hair was curled and then twisted into a fancy low up-do. A few curls framed her heart-shaped face. The smoky eye makeup Gloria put on her wasn't over dramatic and made her green eyes pop. She was also wearing a shiny pink lip gloss that made them look pretty kissable. Here's to hoping that Isaac thought so too.
And the best part about the makeup was that all of the bruises and discoloring in her face were gone. It also wasn't caked on like Delilah assumed most girls at the dance would have theirs done. She looked very alive and happy.
The brunette smiled brightly. "Oh my gosh, Mom. I love it! It looks great!"
"You look very beautiful, honey," Gloria said, "And I'm glad you like it." Then an idea popped into her head. "Hold on one second."
She left the room really quick to retrieve something. As she was gone, Delilah continued to check herself out in the mirror. Gloria then returned with a necklace with a small flower charm made of diamonds.
"I wore this necklace at my very first high school dance," she said as she placed the jewelry around Delilah's neck, "And tonight, I want you to wear it for your first dance, too. I think it'll go well with your dress."
"It's really pretty, Mom," Delilah said. She turned around and hugged Gloria. "Thank you."
"You're welcome." After placing a gentle kiss on the top of Delilah's head, she pulled away. "I have to go now. Lawrence and I won't be back until Monday so please, be careful. And make sure to keep the doors locked. The police are still on the lookout for that Derek Hale man."
Her daughter nodded. "Don't worry. I'll be fine. Umm, be careful on your trip."
"I will. Bye, sweetheart."
Gloria placed one last kiss on Delilah's head before walking out. With a sigh, Delilah got one more look at herself before she decided she should finish getting ready.
At the Lahey residence, Isaac was standing in front of his own mirror, fixing his light blue tie. Dave had already left for his overnight shift at the cemetery so Isaac didn't have to worry about his dad breathing down his neck the whole time. Earlier that day, he went to go get his hair cut a little so his curls were more tamable and cleaned up. Isaac didn't look as bad as he feared he would. His late brother's hand-me-down suit and beat-up black Converse could only go so far as to make him look fancy.
When he was sure he looked decent enough, Isaac grabbed his wallet from his bed. Then he opened his drawer. In the very back under a bunch of shirts was an unopened box of condoms. He blushed as he thought back to when he bought them at the drugstore after his haircut. The old lady who rung Isaac gave him a very judgmental look. "Kids these days…" he heard her grumble to herself. It was one of the most mortifying experiences he had ever gone through.
Shaking the memory out of his head, he opened the box and pulled a condom out. He put it in his wallet before heading over to Delilah's house with the corsage and boutonniere in his hand. She had told him that her mom and Lawrence were already gone so Isaac didn't have to bother to knock.
"Delilah?" he called out as he entered the house.
"I'll be right down!" she called out from her room, "Make yourself at home!"
Isaac set the corsage and boutonniere on the kitchen table as he sat down. His eyes wandered around the room and his fingers drummed on his thigh. A huge hole in the wall caught his eye, making him cringe. That was most likely from Lawrence from any of the times he got mad at Delilah. Apparently there was no desire to get that fixed any time soon.
Heels clicked down the stairs. Isaac looked up and it was like time stopped the moment he saw his girlfriend. Delilah was wearing her dress with sparkly silver heels. Her hair and makeup was done perfectly and wasn't too much, which Isaac greatly appreciated. She also had her mother's necklace on along with a tennis bracelet and dangling chandelier diamond earrings. Isaac couldn't take his eyes off of her. His girlfriend looked like a queen! How in the world did he get so lucky?
Their eyes remained locked as they walked towards each other. For a few moments, they were both speechless as they took in their significant other's appearances.
"Wow," Isaac breathed out.
Delilah giggled. "Wow yourself. You clean up very nice."
"Oh, I am nothing compared to you. Baby, you look… amazing."
"Thank you," Delilah gushed, squeezing her boyfriend's hand. He went over to the table to get the corsage and boutonniere. "Those are really pretty. You did a good job in picking those out."
"Actually, this lady at the flower shop picked them out for me," Isaac told her as he tied the corsage around her wrist, "She saw me struggling so she helped me out."
"Well, that was nice of her," Delilah said. She took the boutonniere from Isaac. "Alright, don't move because I really don't wanna poke you."
The blond chuckled but stood still as Delilah shakily pinned the flower to Isaac's jacket. She let out a sigh of relief as she was able to do it without poking him with the needle. When she was done, Delilah looked up at him with a bright smile. Isaac crooked his finger underneath her chin and kissed her gently. It ended quickly but it left them both smiling.
"You got a little lip gloss right here," Delilah said, rubbing her thumb across his lips.
"Thanks, because I'm pretty sure pink's not my color," Isaac laughed. Delilah rolled her eyes but giggled along with him. He took her hand. "You ready to go dance the night away?"
"Why, of course," Delilah replied with a playful smirk. And with that, they were on their way.
When the couple entered the school gym, the dance was in full swing. Most of the students were out in the center of the room, dancing to whatever techno song the DJ was playing. For the formal being located in the gym, it actually looked pretty nice with the decorations and lights. A couple of girls walked by and gave Delilah a weird look as they glanced at her. She looked down at her arms and mentally kicked herself as she noticed that her arms were on display for everyone to see.
"I didn't even think about wearing a jacket," she murmured to herself.
"Hey," Isaac said, squeezing his girlfriend's hand, "Don't worry about it, okay? You're Delilah Lambert, dancing extraordinaire and the sweetest girl at Beacon Hills High. Don't let other people make you feel inferior. Just hold your head up high and let yourself go tonight. Fuck everyone else. And if anything, remember that I'll be right beside you the whole time."
"Yeah," Delilah finally said, "You're right. Fuck everyone else. Let's just go have some fun."
She set her bag down on a vacant table before pulling Isaac to the dance floor. The music immediately took over Delilah's body and she began moving along with the beat. Isaac just stood to the side awkwardly and watched her.
As soon as she noticed that Isaac wasn't doing anything, Delilah stopped. "Why aren't you dancing?"
"I don't know what to do!" Isaac admitted, "I've never really danced before."
"Well, you're never gonna learn if you just stand there," Delilah laughed, "Come here."
She pulled Isaac to the dance floor with her and she began dancing again. Her arms were above her head and her hips swayed to the music. Isaac just continued to stand there with his hands stuffed in his pockets and his eyes on Delilah.
"You know, I'm actually enjoying the view from over here," he smirked.
"Shut up," Delilah laughed, shaking her head, "Let the music take over your body. That's what I always do when I dance. Just let the music take over and control me. You have to not care what other people think about you and have fun with it."
Isaac continued to watch Delilah dance. Subconsciously, his head started nodding with the rhythm. Before he knew it, he was dancing with no absolute care in the world. Seeing Isaac look so happy made Delilah's heart swell with so much love. It made her feel unstoppable when she saw the biggest smile plastered on his face. Isaac took her hand and spun her around, making her laugh. He then pulled her closed to his body and wrapped his arms around her. Her smile widened when he kissed her nose and it crinkled adorably.
Both of them were basically glued to the dance floor. The only time they weren't dancing was when Delilah decided to take pictures of them on her phone. Some of the photos were of them just smiling and the others were of them goofing around. Isaac made sure to sneak in some kisses in there, either on Delilah's cheek or her lips. Every thought and worry about Delilah's arms, running into her ex-friends, Dave, and Lawrence were far out of their minds. They didn't care that their feet were hurting from all of the dancing, even though Delilah had to take off her heels at some point when they got too uncomfortable. They were having the time of their lives together. It was more than what they could have asked for.
About two hours into the formal, the DJ finally played the first slow song of the night. Isaac had his arms around Delilah's waist and her own arms were wrapped around his neck. Their foreheads were pressed together as they swayed to the song. Delilah's green eyes were locked on Isaac's blue ones the whole time. He rubbed his nose against hers.
"What are you thinking about?" Isaac asked.
"It's just…" Delilah sighed, "I can't believe all of the stuff that has happened over these past couple of months. I never would have thought that I would get the chance to even talk to the guy I've liked since elementary school, let alone be his girlfriend. And now I'm dancing with him at the winter formal. This feels like it is all a big dream… and I'm scared that one day, I'm gonna wake up and it's all gonna disappear."
"I know what you mean," Isaac said, "Sometimes, I still pinch myself to see if this is all real or not. But I'm really happy to be here with you. I couldn't have pictured a better night." He kissed the corner of her mouth.
"Me too," Delilah agreed, smiling up at Isaac. He let out a shaky sigh as he rubbed his girlfriend's hips. "Do you, umm… do you wanna get outta here?"
Delilah could've sworn that her heart stopped. When she saw the serious look in Isaac's eyes, she had a pretty good idea where this was going. It made her nervous yet excited at the same time. Nodding her head, Delilah let Isaac take her hand, grab her purse and shoes, and lead her out of the gym to the school parking lot. Since she didn't have Lawrence to worry about the next couple of days, she let Isaac take her keys so he could drive.
During the ride, Isaac was holding Delilah's hand as he drove. They were both silent due to their nerves. Tonight was the night they were going to lose their virginities, they both knew it. Isaac had been mentally preparing himself all day for this. Ever since the day he asked Delilah to go to the dance with him, he knew that he was ready to finally have sex with her. On the inside, he was totally freaking out. But Isaac knew that there was no one else in the world he wanted to share this night with other than Delilah.
Soon enough, they pulled into Delilah's driveway and got out of the car. When they got to the front porch, the brunette took the keys from Isaac and unlocked the door. All of the lights were off and it was dead silent. Isaac shut the door as Delilah set her stuff on the floor by the counter. With racing hearts, the teenagers stepped closer to each other. Delilah looked up at her boyfriend and waited to see what he was going to do next.
Cupping her face in his hands, Isaac lowered his head so he could kiss her sweetly. Delilah instantly responded to the kiss as she wrapped her arms around his neck. It didn't take long for him to deepen it by adding his tongue in to the mix. Her tongue met with his and her fingers snaked into his blond curls. Isaac groaned into her mouth when she gave his hair a gentle tongue. Hearing him groan like that made Delilah shudder and a pang of pleasure shot down to her core. Isaac's hands slid from her face to her waist, then her hips, and then the back of her thighs. He picked Delilah up so her legs were now wrapped around his waist, making her squeal in surprise. The cute sound made Isaac chuckle, which quickly ended Delilah connected their lips again.
Isaac then carried Delilah up to the stairs and up to her bedroom, being careful not to drop her. He continued to place kisses on her lips as he walked. When they entered her room, Isaac set her down. This gave them the chance to pull away from each other down anxiously. With shaky hands, Isaac pulled his suit jacket off and dropped it on the ground. The next thing to come off was his tie. Once that had been discarded after a few moments of fumbling with it, Delilah walked over to Isaac and grabbed hold of his white button-up. She crashed their lips together again. He placed his hands on the dip of her back as the kiss got more intense. As Delilah started to unbutton her boyfriend's white shirt, Isaac caught onto the zipper on the back of her dress and pulled it down teasingly. They kept their lips pressed together as Isaac shrugged his shirt off and Delilah stepped out of her dress. She was now wearing only her push-up bra and lacy blue underwear. His eyes roamed down her curvy body almost hungrily. She was absolutely gorgeous and Isaac wanted nothing more than to have her in any way possible.
He walked Delilah towards the foot of the bed, making her step backwards. He gently pressed on her shoulder so she was lying on her back. As Isaac took off his shoes and socks, the brunette kicked off her heels. Delilah pushed herself back to her pillows as Isaac crawled on top of her. She took in his smooth chest and abs. This was the first time she had ever seen him shirtless and it was her new favorite sight. Dragging her fingertips down his chest, Delilah smirked as she heard Isaac's breath hitch. He kissed her lips before traveling his lips down to her cleavage. When Isaac reached behind her back, her heartbeat seemed to double in speed. But Delilah allowed him to clumsily unhook her bra and toss it away.
Insecurity washed over Delilah's body as Isaac gazed at her bare-naked breasts. All of her scars and bruises were showing and she suddenly felt embarrassed to have Isaac see her so exposed like this. She went to cover herself but then Isaac caught her arm. When Delilah looked up at her boyfriend, he shook his head.
"Don't hide," he told her, "You are so beautiful, baby."
His mouth then attached onto his girlfriend's D-cup sized breasts and began to leave hickeys on them. Delilah moaned and tangled her fingers into his hair. Isaac brought one hand up to massage the breast his mouth wasn't on. Then he started sucking on her nipple, making Delilah close her eyes and savor the feeling. Heat pooled in between her thighs from the attention Isaac was giving her breasts.
After a couple of minutes, Isaac peppered kisses from Delilah's chest down to her lower stomach. The brunette's breath grew heavy when Isaac kissed the front of her damp underwear. Then he slowly pulled the lacy material down her baby soft legs. Once the panties were completely off, he sat on the back of his legs as he looked down at Delilah. It was... breathtaking. Everything was on full display and it was like the most beautiful and fragile painting Isaac had ever seen. Thankfully, he was more than welcome to touch. So he parted her legs and lowered himself so he was facing Delilah's most forbidden area.
"Oh, wow..." Isaac gasped, his breath hitting her soaked center and making her squirm, "Did I really do this to you?"
The brunette just moaned as her green eyes were looking up at the ceiling. "Just do something, baby. Please. I can't take it anymore."
Isaac nodded his head. Then he kissed the inside of her thigh. He switched to the other one and Delilah whined due to all of the teasing. Finally, Isaac's lips fell to the one place she needed attention the most. The moment he placed a kiss on Delilah's center, he thought she was going to lose it right then and there. His tongue darted out and dragged up her folds to her clit. He put all of his focus on the bundle of nerves and sucked hard.
"God..." Delilah moaned. Once again, her fingers found their way into his curls as he flicked his tongue on her clit. Isaac gripped onto her thighs and ran his tongue up and down. Then it dipped into her entrance. "Oh, Isaac... ugh... oh my god!"
Unexpectedly, Isaac had inserted a finger inside her and moved it in and out of her. His lips reattached to her clit, creating this foreign sensation that Delilah couldn't get enough of. She was writhing under her boyfriend's touch and her breathing pattern quickened. Isaac smirked against her skin as he fingered her faster. Biting down on her bottom lip, Delilah whimpered when Isaac added a second finger and scissored them inside her. How the hell was Isaac so good at this? It was like he was a master at pleasuring girls like this!
"Isaac, baby, I think I'm... I'm gonna... I'm gonna-"
With one last hard suck to her clit, Delilah came with a shriek. Isaac lapped up the essence that flowed out of her like he would die without it. The grip on his hair tightened as her body convulsed from the strength of her orgasm. When Delilah came down from her high, she gasped as Isaac touched her now very sensitive clit.
As he came up from between Delilah's legs, Isaac wiped his mouth with the back of his hand before kissing her. Tasting herself on Isaac's tongue should have grossed her out, but it actually turned her on even more. Delilah felt him unbutton his slacks and pull down the zipper. He pulled away from her so he could tug off his pants and even his boxers. When he sat on his knees, Delilah couldn't help but gawk at her boyfriend's hard member.
It was a lot bigger than Delilah was expecting. Isaac wasn't necessarily hung, but it was larger than average. If she wasn't nervous about sex before, she was definitely in full panic mode right now. There was no way in hell that was going to fit inside her!
But damn, did it look intriguing!
Getting on her hands and knees, Delilah crawled over to her boyfriend. She remained in that position as she took hold of his dick and Isaac swore that all of the air knocked out of his body. With wide eyes, he watched as Delilah stroked his shaft for a bit. She was slower with her movements, like she was trying to get used to the idea of touching the opposite sex. Leaking out of the tip of his shaft was pre-cum, and Delilah swiped her thumb over it. Isaac moaned at this, so she assumed that she must be doing something right. After licking her lips, she leaned in and took just the head of his shaft in her mouth. A groan ripped from his throat as Delilah swirled her tongue around the flesh. One of Isaac's hands cradled the back of his girlfriend's head as she continued treating his member with her warm mouth.
"Holy fuck," he breathed out, "Delilah... shit, you are so good to me..." That was when the brunette challenged herself and took him in as deep as she could. Isaac's eyes were about to pop out of his head. "Oh my g-"
Delilah was still going slow since this was her first time with anything like this, but that was totally fine with Isaac. He was even going to tell her that she didn't have to do anything for him if she didn't want to. This was more than enough for him. But then she licked the underside of his dick and Isaac decided to stop her right there.
He gently pushed her away. "Wait, baby, stop."
"What's wrong?" Delilah asked with worry in her eyes. She immediately thought that she had done something she wasn't supposed to.
"Nothing," Isaac assured her as soon as he sensed her insecurity, "Nothing's wrong. It's just it you kept doing that, I wouldn't have lasted much longer."
Nodding in understanding, Delilah lied back down on the bed. She watched Isaac grab his slacks and pull out his wallet. He took out a condom before throwing his pants back down to the floor. As he tore through the package and slipped the condom on, Delilah felt the nerves gradually come back.
This was really happening. Isaac and Delilah were actually going to have sex together for the first time. It was one of the most frightening yet exhilarating things any teenager could experience in his or her life. And Delilah was more than ready to give every part of her mind, body, and soul to the beautiful blond boy sitting across from her. She knew that Isaac would never hurt her and that made her ease up just a little.
After Isaac had the condom on, he positioned himself in Delilah's legs and balanced himself on his elbows. He rested his forehead on hers and looked into her green eyes.
"Hi," he said softly as he blushed.
His girlfriend giggled at his sudden bashfulness. "Hi."
"Are you okay?" Isaac asked.
"Yeah," Delilah assured him, "I'm fine. Why?"
"It's just that you look really scared right now and you're shaking like crazy." Isaac sighed when the brunette looked away. "Delilah, the last thing I want to do is to make you do something you're not comfortable with. We don't have to do this if you don't want to."
"No, it's not that. I mean, of course I'm nervous. This is a very big deal for the both of us. But I want this. God, I want this so much. Because I'm with you, I know that it's going to be incredible."
Isaac smiled as he stroked Delilah's cheek tenderly. She turned her head to kiss the inside of his palm.
"I'm so in love with you, Delilah."
Green eyes widened as said girl processed the spoken words. "Do you really mean that?"
"I do," Isaac said, "I mean that more than anything. You're everything to me, baby. I've loved you for as long as I could remember."
"Oh, Isaac," Delilah beamed, "I love you, too. So much." She brought his head down so they could kiss each other again.
"Delilah, if at any point it becomes to much and you want me to stop, just say the word and I promise I'll do it."
"I trust you."
The blond swallowed down the lump in his throat as he positioned himself at her entrance. Starting out slowly, only the tip entered inside her. Delilah winced at the sudden uncomfortableness, but she nodded her head to assure Isaac that he could keep going. He continued to push into her until his dick came into contact with her hymen. This was the part that was the most terrifying to Delilah- just one last move was all it would take for her to finally lose her virginity. Isaac knew that it was going to hurt her whether he moved fast or slow, so he decided to just get the hard part over with. He whispered an apology to his girlfriend before thrusting his hips swiftly to break past the barrier.
"Ah!" Delilah cried out as pain shot up her core. She grabbed onto Isaac's biceps as she took deep breaths. "Shit, it hurts..."
"I know, baby," Isaac said sympathetically, hating to see his girlfriend in pain. Tears fell down her cheeks and he kissed them away. "I got you. You're okay. Just relax."
They both waited for Delilah's pain to dull down. It was pretty hard for Isaac to not move. She was super tight and it felt amazing around his dick. But what was more important to him was for her to feel the same pleasure as him, so he just had to wait.
Finally, Delilah gave Isaac the okay to start moving. He drew back his hips until on the tip of his dick was still inside her and then he snapped them back forward. Delilah moaned, feeling more pleasure than anything else. Kissing her jaw, Isaac began rolling his hips into a steady rhythm. When Delilah's moans synchronized with his thrusts, Isaac knew that the pain was worth it for her. And he was actually glad they waited a while to do this. If they had sex that night in the woods, it would have not been the same since their relationship was so new. Now they both knew how much they loved each other, which made this experience much more memorable and special, especially since they were able to forget about everyone else and just focus on each other.
What Delilah loved was how Isaac's thrusts weren't wild like some kind of animal. No, his movements were much more sensual with the way he ground down into her. It felt so good- physically and emotionally. They weren't going at it like rabbits. They were making love, which is how it should be done.
Isaac buried his nose into her neck as his thrusts gradually sped up. His warm breath hitting Delilah's neck as he panted heavily made the girl shiver. Slipping her arms underneath Isaac's, Delilah gripped onto his shoulders. One of her legs wrapped around his waist- those dance lessons really did do amazing things to Delilah's body- and it gave her boyfriend a new angle. She gasped when Isaac hit this spot inside her that had her seeing stars.
"Oh my god, Isaac!"
"That feel good, baby?" Isaac mumbled into her neck as he rolled his hips faster.
"So fucking good," Delilah responded. Her eyes squeezed shut as he left another hickey on her neck.
"I never want this to end," Isaac continued, "You're the best fucking thing that's ever happened to me. I just wanna move love to you like this every day. Shit, I love you so much, it's unbelievable."
The words made the pit of Delilah's stomach tighten in ecstasy. Isaac slipped one of his hands under her back as the other fisted the sheets. Beads of sweat formed on both of their foreheads and slicked their bodies. It grew hotter in the room as they reached closer to their peaks. Delilah was so close that she could practically taste it. And by the way Isaac's thrusts were becoming more uneven, she knew that it wasn't going to take him that much longer to find his release either.
"Isaac, I'm gonna cum," she whimpered, "I can't hold it in anymore. Oh..."
"Me too, baby," Isaac told her, "I'm almost there. Cum with me, Delilah."
One more thrust to her g-spot and Delilah had her second orgasm of the night. "Ah! Isaac!" Feeling her walls clench around his dick as she came made Isaac follow after his girlfriend.
"Delilah, fuck!" he groaned, "Oh, god!"
He continued to grind his hips into hers as he spilled his cum into the condom. The thrusting slowed as the euphoria slowly faded away. After a couple of moments, Isaac stopped moving and carefully lowered himself on top of Delilah so he wouldn't hurt her. Her breasts rose up then back down as she tried to catch her breath. Isaac pressed a light kiss above her heart before pulling out. Delilah moaned at the sudden emptiness but was too tired to say anything about it. He took the condom off and got out of the bed to throw it away in the trash bin.
When Isaac went back to the bed, he noticed that Delilah's eyes were halfway shut. He lied down beside her and pulled the purple comforter over their naked bodies. Delilah draped her arm over his stomach and rested her head on his chest.
"I can't believe that just happened," she giggled breathlessly, "We did it. We actually had sex."
"Yes, we did," Isaac chuckled along, "And now we get to fall asleep together in the same bed, which is the perfect way to end the night. Sorry that we left the dance early though."
"Are you kidding me? This beat going to the dance altogether! We could've spent all day in bed and I would've been been totally content with it." Delilah yawned and snuggled closer to her boyfriend.
Laughing again, Isaac pressed his lips on her head and wrapped his arms around her. "Get some sleep, beautiful. I love you."
"I love you too, Isaac," Delilah said sleepily, "Sweat dreams."
The she dozed off into slumber. Isaac didn't fall asleep right away. He just continued to stare down at the lovely dancer in his arms with a small smile on his face.
Life had a funny way of working things out. Just two months ago, Isaac had no one in his life except for his abusive father. He was absolutely miserable! The kids at school glared at him like he was a freak and when he got home, he would get his ass kicked by the man who was supposed to love him and provide for him. With the way things were going for him, Isaac didn't believe in happiness. Things were never going to get better for him, he thought to himself. All hope was lost.
But then, the most beautiful and troubled angel by the name Delilah Rose Lambert stumbled into his life and stole his heart. Right from the start, her affectionate smile made Isaac not completely lose his faith in society. Delilah was just as broken as he was, if not more, but she was able to hide her pain from the rest of the world. Somehow, Isaac was able to get her to reveal her true self to him, and instead of running away from him, she accepted him with an open mind and heart. To his surprise, she ended up falling in love with him, too. Isaac never knew that his life could change so much in such a little amount of time and a girl like her feel so strongly for a boy like him, but he couldn't picture his life without Delilah. She was he reason to keep pushing through and never give up when the going gets tough.
Finally, Isaac's eyes grew heavy from exhaustion. It wasn't long before he was able to shut his eyes and allow himself to fall asleep with that same smile still on his face.
So there you guys have it! I apologize if the sex scene is bad or if you thought it was too long. This was my first time writing an actual sex scene and I hate it when sex scenes are too short. But I hope you guys enjoyed the chapter overall! PLEASE review and let me know if you want this to keep going! My reviews have been declining again and it's discouraging, I'm gonna be honest. I only got three reviews the last chapter and it made me kinda sad. I love this story and where it's going so I really don't wanna stop writing it. So I really need your feedbacks for motivation if you want me to update faster! Also if you haven't, PLEASE go check out my other story Awake and Alive and leave feedback!
Season two starts in the next chapter in this story and two more chapters in Awake and Alive. That means hopefully in the next few weeks, I can start posting the DerekxOC story, No One Else! I'm super excited!
I hope to update soon! xoxo, Maddie :)