If you are under 17 or for some strange reason do not approve of sex, then don't read. You can skip to the next chapter, you won't miss anything but sex.
"Do you want me?" she whispered.
He nodded.
"Then prove it."
"Are you sure?" he asked.
She nodded.
He kissed her. She put her tongue in his mouth, and he returned it, hesitantly at first, but more confidently after a moment. He drew back for air in a minute, then rolled her onto her back and looked at her. She was beautiful. She had pale skin, dark hair, full red lips, and glowing eyes. Her eyes were the only part of her that marked her as a mutant. He looked down her body, slowly. She had normal sized breasts, a nice C cup, not ridiculous like D cup. He had never liked that. She was slim but muscular, her stomach flat, her hips wide. She was wearing long, flair-leg jeans, that hugged her slim thighs perfectly. She was perfect. He was amazed; no one had ever liked him enough to let him do this. He had had sex before, but he had to pay, and it really didn't mean anything. He had never repeated the experiment.
She was looking at him questioningly, and he smiled at her. She had been looking at him also, and she was also amazed at what she saw. He was very muscular, and it looked like real strength, not some decoration gotten by working out. He appeared to have no unnecessary fat, and he had very handsome features. He was perfect. She had never had sex before, and was a little nervous, but she wanted him to be her first. He kissed her again, and kissed along her jaw, then her neck, then down her collarbone. When he reached the neck of her shirt, he looked up at her, as if asking for permission. Her look was enough. He ran his hands down her sides until he reached the bottom of her shirt, then slowly ran them back up, this time under her shirt. She eagerly raised her arms to allow him to take it off entirely, and he looked down at her bared breasts.
He was amazed to see she wasn't wearing a bra, her breasts were perfectly upright. He kissed her breasts, sucking on her nipples. She gasped, spreading her legs a little in an attempt to ease the tension in her groin. He felt her spread her legs under him, and took the opportunity to slip one of his legs between hers. He kissed between her breasts and down her stomach. When he reached her belly button, he slid his tongue into it, causing her to shiver and tighten her legs around his. She felt his arousal against her leg, and it turned her on even more.
He unbuttoned and unzipped her pants, pulling them off of her. She loved the way he was looking at her, like he wanted to take her right then but knew she wasn't ready. They were both breathing hard by then, and he pulled her panties off quickly, wanting to feel her. He ran his hand down her stomach, feeling her soft curls, and running his hand down until he reached wetness. He found her clitoris, and rubbed it with the pads of his fingers. When she felt that, a moan forced its way out. What he was doing was wonderful, but she wanted more. When he heard her moan, it nearly drove him over the edge, but he slid his fingers down and pushed one inside her.
At this, she gasped and closed her legs, trapping his hand. He began to rub the sides and roof inside her, rubbing his thumb on her clitoris at the same time. It felt so ridiculously good; she arched her back in pleasure. After just a few minutes of this treatment, he felt her getting close. He slowly took his fingers out, hearing her disappointed groan, and started to undress himself. She caught his hands and stopped him. She smiled, managing to be shy and seductive at the same time, as she started to unwrap his towels herself. He had practically made himself a bathrobe out of them, but she got it after a moment.
She pulled him onto her. "No more waiting," She said. "Do it." He guided himself toward her, but stopped when he met resistance. He hadn't completely realized the fact that he was going to take her virginity until now. She nodded encouragingly, but it was the excitement he saw in her eyes that made him do it. He pushed in slowly, until he had reached what felt like the end, but she pushed upward until she had reached the end of his length. Once he was there, he relaxed for a minute, just reveling in the tightness and wet warmth of her. She shuddered. She had never felt so full. When he started moving, she felt like she could come in an instant, but she didn't.
They both stayed that way, on the edge of orgasm, for several minutes. She stroked up and down his back, just clinging to him as he moved. After minutes that felt like hours, she fell over the edge. She called out his name over and over, clawing him as he moved quickly. The orgasm took him by surprise; he had been expecting to last for a few minutes longer. He rested on her for a few minutes, but then rolled off her, only to find that she had already fallen asleep. He carried her, both of them naked, to her room. He had intended to leave her there, but he fell asleep with her cuddled in his arms.
