"Are you sure?" Darry whispered, pulling away a bit, looking down into her thick green eyes. Slowly, she opened her legs, the pulsing ache between them making her whimper, and she looked up into his face.
"Yes…" Deth coiled her arms around the back of his neck as he moved closer to her, and then closer still, lowering his own throbbing member into her moisture, beginning to thrust. Slowly, he pushed it in further—first just the head, then the first third were inside of her tight canal. Still keeping a moderate pace, he squeezed in still deeper, until half of his cock was being hugged by her tight walls, wet, pulsing, making him close his eyes briefly. Their breathing was coming in short bursts now, together, and her hands were on his shoulders, her nails digging into the blades. He groaned and began to pick up his pace. Deth gasped;
"O- oh, that… hurts…" She moaned breathlessly, her mouth forming a perfect 'O', her eyes closing tight.
"I'm sorry, are you all-right?" He murmured into her lips, slacking his pace, pulling out until just his head was submerged in her quaking heat, she nodded, swallowing.
"The first time is supposed to hurt, right?" She whispered. He was surprised for a moment, making his movements gentler, although with every push his pulse was rising, the ache between his legs climbing higher, growing thicker.
"This is your first time?"
"Ow… Uh-huh…" She winced.
"Deth…I'm…" Before he could finish, she bucked her hips up slightly, snaking her arms around his hips and pulling him in just a little more. He groaned again, pushing into her gently still, although he felt his head might explode with want.
"Don't get all… sappy on me now." She smiled, her russet cheeks rounding like peaches. He chuckled, his lips met hers in a breathless kiss, and he tried hard not to break it despite his motion.
"Too bad… I was… about to… tell you… how in love with you… I am…" Darry's eyebrows bounced enticingly, his breath was hot and quick on her skin as he bowed his head to kiss her collarbone and then her breasts, lips worshipping every bit of flesh his moutb touched. She laughed, one hand went to the back of his head, fingers twining through his dark hair affectionately. "I… was serious."
"Darry… I…" He felt her grip tighten on him, he lifted his face to hers and kissed her once again, interrupting her, afraid of dissapointment, but more afraid of losing her altogether. She kissed him back; hard, tongue twisting around his enticingly, she moaned into his mouth, her movements against him beginning to speed up. He slipped in just a bit deeper, she was hot around him, soft where he was hard, and he could feel the throb of her matching his own. When their mouths parted, it was only slightly; sharing the same hot breath, doting gazes locked as they moved against one another. "Darry… I love you… I love you… I love you I love you I love you…" Deth whispered into his lips, kissing him briefly again. Panting, he moved his hands up to the back of her head tenderly, pressing his smile into hers, onto her forehead, her temples, her ears.
"I love you, too."
