Prompt 29: "Tell me what you want." (Older!Rosegarden) (NSFW)
The sun had set and the sky was coloured in hues of deepest blues and indigos. The only illumination in the room came from the faint starlight filtering through the window and the single lamp in the corner to ward off the darkness of the evening. The combination cast a romantically dim light in the room, just enough for Oscar and Ruby to see each other. They were sitting barefoot on Oscar's bed, facing each other, the air between them charged with anticipation. Oscar's hazel eyes, fixed shyly on his lap, lifted up to Ruby and he found himself staring deep into her silver irises. She was so beautiful, he already knew that. But somehow, here in his room, cape discarded, knowing what they were about to do, she was even more alluring than he'd ever seen her.
"Are you sure about this?" he asked.
Ruby nodded.
"Positive." she said. "I mean…I am a little nervous…" she hesitated, reconsidering her statement, "okay, maybe a lot nervous."
"Me too." Oscar whispered, knowing the feeling all too well.
Their eyes meet and suddenly they both laughed. They both still felt a little awkward about this whole situation, but knowing that, and knowing they both felt that way, put them at ease. The shared laughter brought them comfort and made the tension in the room lessen.
"But," Ruby said as their giggles subsided, "it's a good kind of nervous, you know what I mean?"
Oscar nodded, understanding perfectly.
"Because I'm also excited." Ruby smiled, blushing. "And…I really want this with you."
As she spoke, she put a hand over Oscar's chest and felt his heart beat steadily beneath her palm. At the same time, he put his hand over hers. Both of their faces warmed at the touch.
"And I know you do too." Ruby added, her voice barely above a whisper.
Their eyes simultaneously flicked upwards, meeting each other. Oscar smiled and, with a silent accord, they closed the distance between them. They had kissed plenty of times before, of course, but this one had an underlying passion that was new to them. Ruby had her arms wrapped around Oscar's neck, her body pressed close to his and her hands in his soft hair, and as they kissed she gently teased him, sucking on his lower lip and tempting him to give her more. He groaned and threaded his fingers in her hair, holding her head in place so he could lock lips with hers again. Ruby hummed contentedly as he entered her mouth, settling more comfortably on Oscar's lap as their tongues met. After several minutes of kissing, Oscar pulled away to whisper:
"Tell me what you want."
"Hmm?"
Ruby was still in a bit of a daze from his kissing, but she pulled herself down from cloud nine as his words finally caught up to her. She looked at Oscar with confusion and he struggled to find the best way to explain himself.
"I…I want to do this right with you, Ruby." he finally said. "I don't want to do anything you don't want me to. I want to make you happy and I want to make you feel good."
Ruby felt her mouth open slightly in surprise at how worried he sounded. Yet that wasn't what mainly bothered her.
"This isn't just about me, Oscar." she said.
She appreciated Oscar's selfless nature, but she didn't want it to cost his own happiness. Tonight was for the both of them, after all. Oscar sighed, frustrated with himself.
"I know, I know," he said, "but…" he looked up at her helplessly. "I'm not sure I know how to do this."
Ruby frowned sympathetically. He was right, of course. It was one thing to read about sex and all the various ways to do it in Blake's books, but it was another thing entirely to actually experience it.
"I'm not sure either." she said, stroking Oscar's cheek soothingly. "I feel pretty clueless about this too. But I don't want that to stop us, Oscar. We've waited a long time for this."
Oscar nodded. They had indeed taken their time to reach this stage in their relationship, each wanting the other to be completely comfortable before doing anything this physically intimate.
"I know." he said apologetically.
"But it's okay." said Ruby, smiling encouragingly. "Because we can figure this out. Together. Right?"
Oscar nodded again, but this time with certainty. He smiled back at Ruby, feeling a wave of confidence sweep through him at her words.
"Right." he whispered, and then he kissed Ruby again, a bit more forcefully than the first time.
Ruby gasped in his mouth and let out a moan as her eyelids fluttered closed, appreciating Oscar's new boldness and answering it with some of her own. One of his hands was holding her by the waist, keeping them close together, and the other moved to cup her face. She frowned a little, disappointed at coming into contact with the fabric of his glove instead of the skin of his hand. At last, they had to break the kiss so they could breathe.
"I want you to take off your gloves." Ruby said as they caught their breath.
"Just the gloves?" Oscar asked, and she could tell from his smirk that he was teasing her.
"Well, for a start." she said, her eyes quickly flicking down at Oscar's torso.
The boy chuckled, pulling off one glove and dropping it on the floor beside the bed before moving on to the second one.
"One thing at a time." he chided gently.
Ruby whined, already feeling the itch of impatience building up in her. But Oscar touched his forehead to Ruby's, making her look at him. He was smiling, all trace of teasing gone.
"I know we've already waited a lot," he said, his voice tinted with apology, "but I really want to make the most of this."
She now felt embarrassed at her urgency. You could only have a first time once and she'd be lying if she said that she didn't want theirs to be special. If they rushed through it, well, it might not feel as special if it was over too fast. And after having waited so long, the prospect of taking their time to fully explore each other was liberating in the most wonderful way. The whole night was theirs, so why not prolong the enjoyment as much as possible? Ruby smiled back at Oscar.
"Okay," she murmured.
Oscar dropped his other glove, letting it join its mate, then moved in to cup her face before pressing his lips against hers. Ruby marveled at how his hands felt. Despite the slightly roughened texture of his gloves, his palms were soft. She wondered briefly how they might feel on the rest of her body, but soon dismissed the thought in favour of kissing Oscar more deeply. He groaned with pleasure, pulling her close so that they ended up lying back on his bed. The kisses were becoming more and more heated, until finally they were left breathless and forced to pull away. Ruby let her lips trail south to kiss Oscar's neck, but encountered the tape wrapped around it. She brought a hand up from where it had been trapped between their chests to try to unravel it. Oscar noticed was she was doing and sat up enough to help her untuck the end of the tape. As they bared his neck, Ruby noticed that the skin under the fabric was smooth and tan, without any markings except for a very slight doting of tiny freckles. So the tape hadn't been covering an scars, but Ruby didn't ask any questions. Plenty of time for that later, she thought as she caressed his throat with her mouth. He let out a small moan at the touch. Wanting to hear more, Ruby sucked at the skin on Oscar's pulse, then above his adam's apple and in the hollow between his collarbones, and every sound he uttered was delicious to her. She pulled at the collar of his shirt, wanting to taste more of his skin.
"Do you want me to take off my shirt?" Oscar asked breathlessly, his heartbeat pounding heavily under Ruby's ministrations.
He gasped as Ruby licked the length of his neck.
"Yes please." she whispered in his ear.
She let him sit up enough so he could remove his suspenders, detaching them and setting them aside before untucking his shirt from his pants. Ruby pulled it over his head and tossed it aside. She blinked, her face burning up as she saw his bare torso. Strong shoulders and toned biceps and pectorals, as well as a faint 6-pack earned from years of working as a farmhand and several grueling months of training to fight like a huntsman. He wasn't absurdly chiseled like the guys on the covers of Blake's books, but Ruby found herself immediately preferring Oscar's more subtly muscular build to anything she'd seen prior.
"Whoa," she breathed, her eyes drinking in the sight of Oscar's physique.
Oscar blushed, feeling very self-conscious, yet also very flattered at the effect he had on Ruby, whose face was about as red as her cape. Almost in a daze, she experimentally let her hand rest on Oscar's chest, the tips of her fingers tracing his collar bone, then brushed it over one of his pecs. Oscar let out a shaky breath, his eyelids fluttering closed at the simultaneously soothing and electrifying touch.
"You're so hot." Ruby whispered, her voice so quiet that she seemed to be speaking to herself.
Oscar's eyes opened, his cheeks turning an even deeper shade of red at her words.
"I am?" he asked.
She blinked, finally tearing her eyes away from his abdomen.
"Did I say that out loud?" she said nervously.
"Yeah…" Oscar nodded, a goofy grin spreading on his face. "I didn't mind, though."
Ruby smiled, then set about treating his torso the same way she had his neck, leave wet kisses all over his soft tan skin. Oscar sighed out his pleasure, his face reddening as he felt Ruby's hand trace the outline of his abs. Suddenly, he was snapped out of his state of content as Ruby nipped, a bit too hard, at his chest.
"Ow!" he winced.
"Sorry!" Ruby pulled back. "I'm sorry!"
"No! No, it's okay." Oscar reassured, glancing down at his chest.
He couldn't help but smile as he noticed the tell-tale mark of the love-bite Ruby had just given him, as well as several faint hickeys scattered over his neck and torso. Ruby also noticed the marks of her handiwork and blushed.
"I guess I got a little carried away-" she tried to apologize, but Oscar grinned.
"It's alright. I liked it." he said, kissing her to emphasize just how much.
Ruby hummed against his lips, intrigued, and settled on top of Oscar's body,
"Really?" she asked as they momentarily parted.
"M-hm," he nodded before their mouths connected again.
He moved his hand down her back until it found the hem of her shirt and he snuck it underneath the fabric. He moaned as he felt, for the first time, Ruby's soft smooth skin and wanted to feel more, to caress every inch of her. Unfortunately, because of Ruby's tight corset, he didn't have much room to maneuver underneath it and the blouse. Like his own shirt, they would have to go. Ruby noticed his struggle and whispered seductively in his ear:
"What do you want, Oscar?"
"I want to touch you." he answered, his voice slightly husky with desire.
Ruby kissed him again, deeply, gently pulled him up so they were sitting on his bed with her in his lap and started undoing the lacing on her corset. She'd always managed to do it with relative ease by herself, but it took her longer than usual this time because she was reluctant to part her lips from Oscar's. Needless to say, it proved somewhat a distraction. Finally, she removed the corset, tossing it away somewhat wildly, and let Oscar help her with the brown straps and wristbands over her blouse. Then the blouse was also removed and Oscar was able to get a good look at the girl in his lap.
"You're beautiful." he whispered.
Perhaps "beautiful" was an understatement. Oscar thought Ruby resembled an angel, with her fair skin, even paler in contrast to her black bra and dark hair, soft shoulders and petite figure. Ruby smiled shyly, bringing a hand self-consciously up to her chest. Oscar took hold of it gently and kissed it, sending heat blossoming across Ruby's cheeks. He looked up at her, as if his hazel eyes were asking permission. Whatever he was asking permission for, though, Ruby didn't know and she didn't care. She'd completely melted for him and would gladly let him have whatever he wanted. Oscar wasn't that forward, though. He enjoyed this foreplay just as much as Ruby did, if not more, and he wanted to keep it going, taking the time to shower Ruby with as much care as she deserved and more. He kissed the inside of her palm before trailing more kisses up her arm and to her shoulder, then to her throat, settling his hands at her waist. Ruby moaned, feeling his hands gently rub up and down her sides as he stroked her collarbone with his tongue. She had her hands in his hair, knotting her fingers in his brown locks as every kiss made her want him more. He'd reached her cleavage and she moaned as he kissed and gently nibbled the tops of her breasts, one of his hand coming up to caress them over her bra. She was rocking slightly in his lap and she put a hand on his back to keep his body pressed to hers. He responded in kind, moaning her name as she grinded softly against him. Her hand suddenly found the hem of Oscar's pants and she started tugging at them. Oscar pulled away so she could pull them off, which she did along with his underwear. Her eyes went wide and her face reddened as she saw Oscar's manhood. It was…honestly, a bit bigger than she had imagined. Slowly, almost in a trance, she brushed a hand over the length of it. The touch sent a sudden wave a pleasure rocketing through Oscar's body and he swore aloud. Ruby looked up at him, startled.
"Is…Is this okay?" she asked nervously, almost fearful that she'd overstepped her bounds.
She had never heard Oscar swear before, but now that she had…she suddenly found it ridiculously attractive. Oscar's face looked as heated as hers felt, but he nodded.
"Y-Yes," he panted.
If he'd had his wits about him, he would've said that it was far more than okay, but a stuttering "yes" was all he could manage at the time. Ruby looked at him questioningly.
"Can I keep going?"
A part of Oscar was ready to beg for her to keep going, but instead he nodded. Ruby stroked him again and he moaned at the sensation. Encouraged, she kept going, slowly increasing her speed as she did, and Oscar had to bite his lip to keep from crying out or from swearing again. This only made Ruby determined to make him, so she slightly tightened her grip on Oscar's length and sucked at his neck as she continued her ministrations. Oscar's knuckles nearly went white as he clutched at the bedsheets beneath. He could feel pressure building in his groin. But it was far too soon for him to climax now, so he forced himself to make her stop.
"R-Ruby-" he murmured in a voice choked by pleasure, grabbing hold of her wrist.
She pulled away from his neck, bringing her hand away.
"What is it? Did I do something wrong?" she asked, her eyes filled with worry.
"No, no, you were perfect." he panted.
And she had been. Oscar held Ruby's hand, tracing circles on it with his thumb.
"I just don't want it to be over yet." he said.
Ruby blinked and nodded as she understood what he meant. Blake had told her that most guys could only orgasm once during sex, and Ruby hoped that if it was true for Oscar, it would be at the same time as her this first time. She kissed Oscar deeply and he groaned loudly as she settled over his still-hard length. She thought briefly of backing away, but quickly changed her mind as Oscar ravished her mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck, her nails digging slightly into his shoulders as their tongues danced together, wrestling for dominance. As it seemed like Ruby might win the battle of passion, Oscar's hand groped at her butt. She gasped and Oscar hesitated, but she grinned at him. Oh, it was on now. Oscar smiled back just before Ruby leapt at his mouth, kissing him hard and pushing him onto the bed. Oscar didn't give up easily though, and he rolled them over so that he was on top. Then, he had an inspiration.
"Can I try something?" he asked as they pulled away for breath.
Ruby nodded.
"Of course." she said, wondering what he had up his sleeve this time.
Oscar's hand moved cautiously under her skirt. Ruby all of a sudden understood his intent and nodded. With only a moment's hesitation, Oscar removed Ruby's underwear and her breath hitched as he touched the mound of flesh between her thigh. She was already wet and so he easily inserted a finger in her, then, at her encouragement, a second. And then he moved them inside her, pulling them out and in again. Ruby mewled loudly, her hands fisting in his hair as Oscar sucked on her neck, all the while he continued to finger her. There was a delicious tension growing in her abdomen and, even without having ever felt it before, she knew instinctively what it meant.
"Oscar-I-I'm close…More!" she begged.
Oscar obliged, thrusting his fingers inside her with increasing speed until the pressure in Ruby gave way. She shuddered as he slowly pulled away.
"Oh gods," she breathed when her breath finally came back to her.
"You okay?" Oscar asked, wiping his wet hand on the sheets, uncaring of the mess they had just made.
Ruby nodded, her eyelids fluttering open. She stared up at Oscar and her face broke into a big smile.
"How did you do that?" she asked, laughing lightly, still glowing in the aftermath of her first orgasm.
Oscar smiled back and shrugged playfully at her question.
"Beginner's luck? Lots of reading?" he mused.
Ruby disagreed with his theories. He had left her completely breathless after only a few minutes of touching her womanhood. In her eyes, that couldn't be explained just by reading or luck. The boy had to have some kind of innate skill for pleasuring a girl.
"I think you're just a natural at this and you're too humble to admit it." she said.
Oscar laughed and bent down to kiss her. As he did, their sexes touched and they both moaned at the sensation. They pulled away and stared intensely into each other's eyes. Ruby brought her hand up to stroke Oscar's cheek.
"I'm ready." she said softly.
Oscar opened his mouth, about to ask if she was sure. But he could see the certainty in her eyes. There was absolutely no trace of doubt in her silver eyes. She wanted him, now, and she was ready for it. She knew it, and he knew it too. He let out his breath.
"Okay," he whispered.
He reached down for the small silver packet on the shelf beside the bed. Slowly, carefully so that he wouldn't accidentally damage it, he peeled the wrapper away and slipped on the condom. Ruby pushed herself up to kiss him, pulling him onto her, then held him close as he adjusted himself. She bit her lip as she felt him at her entrance. She heard his shuddering, nervous intake of breath before he slowly entered her. She inhaled sharply, a small spark of pain shooting up from her womanhood. Oscar froze.
"Ruby?" he whispered, his voice full of sudden fear for her.
"I'm fine." she assured him. "It just hurts a bit."
"Should I stop?"
"No, keep going. Do it in one move. I think it'll be better, okay?"
Oscar was uncertain that it would, but he did as she said. Ruby cried out, unable to keep herself silent from the sudden jolt of pain. The sound nearly broke Oscar's heart. He kissed Ruby's forehead and stroked her hair, murmuring over and over:
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry."
"It's okay. I promise it's okay." Ruby soothed, blinking away a single tear of pain as it leaked out, already feeling the pain starting to numb.
"I'm so sorry."
"I know, it's okay."
"I didn't want to hurt you. I never, ever, wanted to hurt you." Oscar whispered, feeling more ashamed than he ever had in his life.
"I know. I know you never would." Ruby murmured, feeling a terrible pang in her heart at the guilt in his expression.
She kissed him, hoping to soothe him and reassure him with her touch that she was alright. He relaxed, kissing her back with every fiber of love he had in his being for her.
"Are you sure you're okay?" he asked as they pulled away.
"Yeah." she said, "But could you…stay still for a little bit?"
Oscar nodded.
"I won't move." he assured her.
She smiled and relaxed against the bed, her arms tightening around him as he held her tenderly, pressing kisses to her face and neck and not moving his hips. After a minute, when the pain had ebbed away, Ruby figured it was safe to try moving. She gyrated her hips slightly against Oscar's. He held completely still, but if there was any pain caused by her movement, Ruby couldn't detect it amid the wave of pleasure that flowed through her. She moaned aloud and Oscar's limbs flowered with goosebumps. He let out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. This time he moved, carefully, pulling slightly out of Ruby before pushing in again. Again she moaned, louder this time, and Oscar looked into her eyes.
"Tell me what you want, Ruby Rose." he whispered.
For some reason, in that moment, Ruby loved hearing him speak her full name. She kissed him, teasing him into her mouth before pulling away. A little breathlessly, she whispered:
"I want you to make love to me, Oscar Pine."
And he did, slowly at first, wary of any discomfort he might cause her, then faster as her cries of pleasure increased until they reached a steady rhythm. The bed creaked with their every movement, but the sound was muffled by their moans and pants. Every touch, every thrust and every movement sent rivers of white-hot pleasure through their veins. And then, finally, they both came apart with screams of ecstasy. They collapsed together on the bed, their bodies still shaking as the aftershocks of their orgasms radiated through them, sweating and breathing heavily.
"Wow…" Oscar sighed, sounding wonder-struck. "That was…wow…"
Ruby found herself giggling somewhat hysterically at Oscar's words. She looked over at him incredulously.
"That's all you can say?" she asked. "Wow?"
He was lying on his back, his chest heaving with each breath. As she spoke, his mouth split into a grin. He turned to her, opening his eyes. They were fairly sparkling with joy.
"I promise I'll be more eloquent later when I'm not so tired." he chuckled.
She reached over for Oscar's hand. He grasped it, interlocking his fingers tightly with hers.
"Are you okay?" she asked. "How do you feel?"
"Great." he said. "Exhausted, but great. You?"
She beamed, her eyes shining adoringly at him.
"I feel like I could fly if I weren't so tired." she said, then pulled on his hand.
Oscar shifted so they were right next to each other and kissed her, wrapping her in a loving embrace. They kissed long and deeply, pulling away only when they'd run out of breath. She helped him remove the condom and kissed his neck.
"I love you." she whispered.
He smiled, nuzzling her hair.
"I love you too." he said softly.
Then, too tired to fight back the exhaustion any more, they both fell asleep, tangled up together on Oscar's bed.
