Hi everyone!
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So, this is almost over, because I'm pretty sure it will be too AU after the show resumes. There's only two more left and I hope I can update them daily.
Very special thanks to Sandra (she knows why).
Disclaimer: Don't own.
Regionals are in two days. They have the leads of New Directions' new original song. They should be rehearsing. They are practicing other things instead.
For a few months now, they have been experimenting, trying new things, discovering each other's bodies. They have even seen each other naked. They are not completely naïve.
She knows by heart the soft breathy moan he lets out when she touches him in a certain way.
He knows the way she squeezes her eyes shut and bites her bottom lip whenever he grazes his fingertips on the right places.
They expect different things from their first time together, though. He expects it to be quick, messy and awkward. She expects it to be slow, perfect and planned. So, when the day comes, it's all but the expected.
It's spontaneous and natural. There are no rose petals on the bed, no scented candles lit, no champagne nor strawberries with chocolate or whipped cream. It's only the two of them – whispers, skin, touches, promises and secrets, it's all them – and they wouldn't want it in any other way.
They don't need to ask each other if they are sure about what they are about to do. They just know.
They reach out for each other's clothes and they quickly discard them. One's skin briefly touches the other's and a jolt of electricity is sent up their spines, leaving them with goose bumps.
They fumble with the condom for a while and finally, finally, they lay together, one on top of the other. They can feel and hear each other's hearts hammering against their ribs, completely in sync.
"Are you ready?" He whispers in her ear, his breath ticklish on her already sensitive neck.
"Yes," she whispers back.
And they finally become one. The sudden fire that spreads through their bodies is inexplicable and their deep emotional connection is so overwhelming that, in no time, there are tears prickling at their eyes. They have never experienced this kind of intimacy before.
They share "I love yous" and soft, gentle words of passion and wanting and just utterly pure love. It's like an original song of their own, with harmonies and lyrics only the both of them know.
It's over sooner than they both wish to. They try to steady their heavy breaths and they seem unable to move an inch, for all they want is to prolong that overjoyed sentiment that washes over them, as long as possible.
When they both lie on their sides, facing each other, they replay every second of it in their minds, smiles playing on their lips. It wasn't slow or planned. It wasn't awkward or messy, either. It was quick, yes, because it was their first time – first time with powerful feelings involved; first time that counts – and it was perfect in its own way, which has made it all the more special.
That's all they have ever wished for.
Two days later they win Regionals and they are perfect and flawless and awesome. It feels great.
It feels nothing compared to what they have shared.
So, was it good or bad?
Let me know!
SLopez