Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies. Or half the information of this story, half is owned by Rubix The Cube because this is what we RPed about. And she came up with half and I came up with the other half. I share all claims to this story with her.

:blushes: Dude this one is like...the one. If you know what I mean. Don't blush too much or get excited, because then I would get embarrassed. Hehe. It was fun writing...until it got to that part. XD Then it got even funner! No I'm just kidding. Haha. Enjoy!

I placed my hands on his back, feeling his muscles tensing and flexing, which I knew and understood why that is. Well I didn't actually 'understand' why they did that, but I was aware of it. I felt his hands getting a little adventurous as well, not that I hated it or anything. He started feeling all around my back and my sides, it was great. I finally let him take a breath but I didn't spare his neck the trail of my lips.

I heard him gasp for air as I finally let him breath again. He was already sweating, which was another good sign and his breathing was all over the place. "Trigger..."

"My room?" I said in between kisses.

"Now!" He demanded. As I said about his temper, it wasn't a temper this time, it was a demand. Wow that's a really good sign. Oh God, he wanted me more than I thought. I'm not gonna refuse to that.

I led him to my room and I slammed the door just as I slammed him into the door. I pushed myself against him, my abdomen to his abdomen, my chest to his chest, my face to his face, this was a game and I was going to win. The kissing was intense again, which was truly awesome. Tongues battling tongues, lips fighting each other, teeth crashing against teeth, it was a full out war, that both of us didn't want to lose. My hands reached for the buttons of his shirt again, this time he didn't resist me. One by one, I unbuttoned it, never leaving his lips. The first button was undone, then the second, third...and then finally all of them were unbuttoned. I put my hands on his chest and ran them up and down, feeling him. Feeling how firm his chest was, I wanted to taste it; he tasted so good, too good actually! I finally let go of his lips and made a trail from his neck, collarbone and to his chest. I heard him moan a little and then I felt it, the excitement of him rising to my leg.

Now let me tell you...that was an odd feeling. Wow! I was never this close to a guy, let alone almost in the heat of passion with one. I knew nothing about the male anatomy other than what I already learned in health class. Half the time I was blushing and I was too embarrassed to even listen. I'm sure he was wondering what was happening to me. I'm sure he was just as embarrassed as I was in health class when he learned about the female anatomy. That truly sucked, but you never know how handy it is when it comes to stuff like that. Like it's really going to matter, only if you're trying to understand everything like I am. I felt his hands at the bottom of my shirt; I guess that was his way of telling me these three words: shirt, off, now. I guided his hands to my shirt and I helped him pull it over my head.

I could tell he was cautious; he didn't explore much, probably knowing how self-conscious I was. He finally let me take a break and then he decided to explore me with his lips. Not too far, of course, would I let him go too far? I don't know, probably not. He focused his attention to the hollow of my neck, which was fine with me. It let me figure things out, not like I could think as it was. The only thing I knew for sure was how fucking scared I was. I don't know if he even sensed it, I couldn't even sense that he was scared, but most likely he was. I mean I was really scared. I've never done this before; I look away when I watch movies that have this kind of activity in them. Sure I ask a lot of questions when the girls talk about this sort of stuff, because it gives me something to laugh about, but actually doing it in real life? I didn't quite understand why I was okay with that whole concept. I mean...oh fuck! Is that his hand at the buckle of my bra? Shit I think it is. I can't think! I can't even keep my mind on anything for more than a few seconds. My head is spinning, I'm feeling all weird inside and the saucers in my stomach are starting to fade as my heart rate began to speed up.

... I'm sure they don't tell you this shit in health class. I guess I'm going to have to learn on my own.

I helped him unhook my bra and pulled my hair over my shoulders to cover my breasts. He didn't even look down there yet; he looked at me, into my eyes. His eyes were the ones I was looking for. They looked so calm, so sure. Mine were wandering, and fearful. How could he be so sure about this, when I'm scared out of my mind? Could he tell? How could he not tell? He didn't seem to care; it was his goal to make me feel comfortable.

"Trigger..."

Shit, he's talking to me. I think I'm going to die. The feelings are so strong, my mind is screaming at me, my heart is going full speed, I'm losing my breath, I think I'm gonna have a heart attack. What the hell is going on?

"Trigger, its okay. You're alright." He told me. Fuck, he notices. "Just trust me; everything is going to be fine, I promise." He assured me. How could he have so much assurance when I had zip? I didn't get it? I didn't understand him. Did I need to? No, but it would have been nice. His eyes locked with mine, which I guess made me feel better or something, I don't know. I didn't really notice, the only thing I noticed was the awkward feeling 'down there'. It was weird, I couldn't describe it. God I'm so deprived! I'm 16 and I fucking don't know what the hell that feeling is down there. Yeah I know what it is, but it's never been this intense before. Shit, I'm thinking again. Stop thinking you fuck!

I nodded at him and let him part my hair so that he could see. I looked away, fearing that he wouldn't like what he saw. I wasn't exactly the 'average' woman when it came to boobs, but what the fuck? I'm talking about boobs, just shut up Trigger. He leaned in and started to kiss my collarbone again and then started lowering to my chest. Hell no, boy! You don't touch the ladies, I'm sorry, not yet anyway. I didn't even realize that we both had kicked our shoes and socks off already. Shit we're really on the ball. Ball? Goddamn it!

I guess it was my turn now to free him from his prison, I guess you could say. I don't really know. I tugged at the buttons of his jeans. I unbuttoned the button and was heading towards the zipper when I felt it...and I pulled away. He looked at me in surprise. "It's like down there." I said pointing to the region below.

He smiled and giggled a bit, he probably thought I was a jackass for saying that. No duh it was down there, that's where it usually is. "It's not gonna bite you." He told me.

The hell it won't! Alright, it probably won't but that's not the point. "Yes it will." I told him, being the stupid ass that I am.

He giggled again and said, "Fine, I'll do it myself." He went to unzip the zipper, but I shot out my hand and stopped him. Why the hell I did that? I don't know, I just did. There are a lot of things that I did and I didn't know why the hell I did them.

"I'll do it." I told him.

"You sure?"

"Yeah." I nodded as I felt him take his hand away. You gotta get over your fear sometime, but what kind of fear do I have? Probably just scared of the whole new experience that I'm having. So I sucked it up (my fear that is, don't be confused I'm not like that) and I pulled down the zipper, trying hard not to look at his hardness down below. I mean, yeah I wanted to see it, but did I really want to see it. I pulled his pants down and I looked away. I saw his face though; it looked a little shocked and possibly angry. Maybe a little hurt at that.

"You don't have to be afraid of it."

"I'm not afraid." I told him, lying from my teeth.

"Yes you are. Trig, there's nothing to be afraid of. I'm not going to hurt you, I promise. Look if you don't want to...."

"I do. I do want to do this." I assured him.

"I don't know..."

"Snitch, I've been wanting to do this with you for three years. I want to do this, I'm sure." I told him.

"Trig you don't have to be afraid of it; it's nothing scary I promise."

"I just..." I stumbled over my embarrassment.

"You don't want to see it?" He asked, looking a little bit confused and hurt at the same time. Why wouldn't I want to see it? I mean, it's not like I have one that I can look at all the time! Think about it Snitch, geez. Maybe I should stop ragging on him and start ragging on myself. Okay, I'm a scardy cat, I'm afraid to see it, but he made me get over that fear very quickly. He moved his hands to my jeans and unbuttoned the buttons like he was an expert; he didn't even tremble at all. Why is it that the popular that gets all the guys is more scared than the guy who gets no girls? I don't understand. Anyway, he got my pants off and then he looked at me, wondering what was next. "Trigger?" He asked me, double checking that it was alright.

I took a deep breath as I turned away and walked over to the bed; that was all the assurance I needed to give him. I mean, just because I didn't tell him in words, doesn't mean that he can't read my actions. He walked over to me and he kissed me again, tenderly and gingerly. It wasn't a fight; it wasn't a competition or anything like that. It was a reassuring kiss, it was one that was like 'hey I care about you, I just want to kiss you because I love you' type kiss. I fell down on the bed, and he fell on top of me. I was a bit overwhelmed by his weight, but he balanced himself on his elbows to make sure I wasn't like suffocated. Oh thanks, I really appreciate it. No really I do, I just sound like I don't.

I looked into his eyes as I traced his spine with my fingers, dancing and twirling. He descended to my neck, which made the feelings I was having before like scream at me. It was intense, what the hell was going on? I wanted him more than I have ever wanted him before, it was crazy. There it was again, the weird breathing from both of us, it was fucking crazy. My hands seemed to find their way down to his underwear. How? I don't know, but they did. I tugged a little bit before he guided my hands, taking his underwear off. Then he went to mine. Shit, this is it! Its coming, the thing I've been waiting for. I led his hands and he took my underwear off, God I didn't realize how scared I was until right now. I started shaking with fear, with insecurity, but why? I trusted him, I loved him.

He knew I was scared, and he really didn't know what to do. "Shit, I should have asked you this before, but umm, protection?" Fuck I forgot again! I'm so stupid.

Where the hell are the condoms? Like I wear them, oh yeah, I think my sister might have some in her room or something. "My sister's room, across the hall, left dresser, third drawer." I told him, as I lied. I didn't have a sister. I just didn't want to admit that they were my dads. "I would go myself but I'm nakey." So was he, but I'm not gonna get them myself. I'm not the one that's going to wear it. He came back and put it on, then he got into position again.

"Trigger," He said to me. "It's okay, you don't have to be scared. I promise." How could he know so much?

"I'm sorry; I've never done this before."

"I haven't either."

"How are you okay with everything? I mean, I'm not saying that I'm not okay with it, I'm just, you know scared."

"To tell you the truth I'm scared to death too, but I'm sure about this." He told me.

"You are?"

"Yeah, of course, but I'm sure about this. Are you?" He asked me.

"Yeah, I want you so much, Snitch. I'm so sure about this." I said honestly. I really was, I was just, you know, getting the jitters.

"Do you trust me?"

"Yes." I told him.

He took my hand in his and held it tightly. "Trig, I'm not gonna lie tah you. This could hurt a little bit, but it'll get better I promise." It'll hurt? Fuck! Well I guess it wasn't going to feel like jumping in a pool or anything. I guess I was ready for it. "Just hold my hand and look into my eyes. Never stop looking at me, alright?" Sure, right, I'll be looking at everything but your eyes. "Trigger?"

"Alright." God does he need an answer for everything?

"Now if it hurts, squeeze my hand, alright." Fuck just get it over with.

"Alright." I took a deep breath, getting ready. I was as ready as I'll ever be, but I was soooo wasn't ready for this! He slowly slipped in and he was right about it hurting....

Fuck! I definitely squeezed his hand, hard too! I closed my eyes as tightly as I could, wincing a little bit. A tear formed in my eye, but wasn't big enough to fall down my cheek. "Trig, look at me." He told me. "Look at me." So I did, I didn't want to, but I did. "It's okay." Alright Snitch, I'll take your word for it. It didn't feel okay for a while, for a long time actually. Was it always supposed to feel like this? Man, I wish I would have listened better to...anyone who has had this experience.

Wait. I think, yeah. The pain is dying down now, whoa. It felt totally different. He started thrusting slowly, I guess knowing that I was getting used to him. I let go of his hand and clawed at his back. I can't describe to you what it felt like. Dude I don't even want to describe, that's for me to know and for you to find out. I don't know what a sex-God feels like, but to me, Snitch was a sex-God. I could feel the sweat collect at the small of his back. His spine shot out as he worked. I traced it with my finger, along with his ribs. He was so skinny, yet his muscles were tensing and relaxing. I swore he had to have practiced this, because he was perfect at it.

Shit he was so quiet, and I was so fucking loud. I don't understand it. He just panted and gasped for breaths as he worked. I wasn't even working as hard and I was like shouting and moaning. It sucked, I guess some people are loud and some are quiet. I sure hoped he was enjoying this just as much as I was. I don't know how anyone could not enjoy this, especially him. He started grunting like he was having difficulty, God this sounds gross, but it's just the way it was.

"Oh God, Snitch!" I managed to say. With that he started speeding up his thrusts. And when I say he started speeding up, he really sped up. "Faster...oh God...Snitch faster, please!" I begged. What the hell was I doing? Why the hell was I doing that? I didn't understand why I was saying the things I was, but still, I had to.

Holy shit boy, calm down a bit, geez! I'm not like a butter churn or anything. He was like delving into me with more strength than I thought he had. God it felt good, but I knew tomorrow I would be as sore as hell. I didn't really care, it was all good.

...fuck. Dude I can't take it anymore. Shit, it's too much! "Snitch..." I screamed as I climaxed. Jesus Christ, I never expected that to happen. Oh well, I don't know what I'm talking about right now. It wasn't very long after I screamed, that he came too.

He fell down on top of me, and rolled to the side. He was panting and his chest was heaving. He was trembling a little as he just stared at the ceiling like he was in some sort of trance. I leaned my head on his shoulder and kissed his chest, as I turned and looked at him. "Shit Trig." He said. Shit? That's it. Everything that happened, all I got out of him was a 'shit'? God that sounds funny...hehe. Ahem, anyway, I guess that could me a good thing I guess. I saw that on a movie once. Hehe.

"Yeah." What a dumb-ass am I. Oh well, he seems like my dumb-assy ways. Dude I'm tired. I'm worn out, I'm going to sleep. Shit I don't want to. I don't want to close my eyes, I want to watch his every move. He's so innocent, so sweet, so cute. I just want to tickle him.

......Christ, I want to 'tickle' him? I need sleep. Hmph.

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:Runs away blushing: Hehe. Yay, that dirty chapter...is not over yet. Hehe, we still got another dirty one on the way...Yay! But no, just because they 'did the deed', doesn't mean that the story is over yet. No way. We still have what happens after the 'deed' is finished. I still have a few more chapters to go. And then it'll be over. Yay or nay! I'm not really sure. Hehe.

A special thanks to:

Dreamer110

Blue Boxer

Fantasy3

Rubix The Cube

Scout73

Splashey

And....C.M. Higgins

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