Author's Note: Okay, this could be a pretty controversial chapter. DISCLAIMER: I don't condone this sort of stuff at their age, even though it was implied in canon that they'd been engaging in similar activities around this time (it totally happened, okay?) Just... please imagine them to be their ages now so it's not creepy. Hope I did this justice and you enjoy it anyway ~KennyEchelon

Brittany unfolded her legs from underneath her and padded over to my side of the room. She perched on the edge of my bed, maintaining intense eye contact that made my chest beat painfully. I couldn't believe that it was actually happening. That morning, I'd never dreamt that the day would end in this. Not that I'm complaining.

A pink blush spread across her cheeks, making her twice as pretty as usual. I brought one hand up to her face to cup her cheek and the coolness of my palm against her flushed skin made her shiver slightly.

Britt played with a strand of my hair, our eyes still locked on each other. Our faces were inches apart, getting ever closer, until her nose brushed against mine, our breath mingling together. Her scent overpowered me and lost the ability to breathe for a split second.

Sure, I'd slept with people before, but it never felt like this. It used to be just getting it over with, something I had to do to get my own way. Now, I was reduced to child-like happiness that I never felt with anyone else.

I was free.

But it was short-lived. The last thing I wanted was for Brittany to become just another one of my conquests. Scrunching my eyebrows together, I opened my mouth. "Are you sure you wanna do this?"

"Yes, I'm one hundred percent sure. Why? Are you having second thoughts?"

"I just don't want you to think that you're not special."

"You make it pretty hard to forget it" she giggled.

"Really?"

"Yes. Now shut up and kiss me."

I grinned and pulled her into me, kissing her deeply. I lay back, and she followed, her long blonde hair falling softly around our faces. Our kisses grew more passionate then Brittany bit my bottom lip, making me squeeze her gently, before letting my hands wander down to cup her ass.

She rolled off me and removed her shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra so I took a second to admire the beautiful topless girl on my bed. I felt myself getting warmer almost instantly. She blushed and covered her face with her hand.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what I'm doing" said, nervously laughing.

"Me neither" I admitted "How about we make it up as we go along?"

I straddled her, kissing her neck. I started off gently before getting rougher. A groan escaped her lips and I smirked. My fingers traced her curves, massaging her breasts gently. When she couldn't take it anymore, she guided my hands downwards. Unsure of exactly what to do, I made a quick decision to just do what I'd do to myself. Sex with a girl was foreign territory to me but I was improvising.

I moved my hand in and out between her thighs, listening to her breathing getting heavier. Britt removed the strap of my nightdress from my shoulder and kissed it gently. Her lips touched my collarbone as she sighed lustfully. It was strange hearing a girl's moans that weren't mine but once I got past the initial awkwardness, I really liked it.

My hand brushed over her clit and a low growl came from the back of her throat. I carried on, Brittany's teeth grazing my shoulder as she groaned. Experimenting, I slid one finger inside her and as soon as she was comfortable, I added another. I couldn't help thinking how weird it seemed but I kept moving my fingers until hers dug into me, her face screwed up in pleasure as she came.

I gave her a minute to get her breath back, lying down next to her.

We stayed there a while, the silence bordering on awkward. But before it got too tense, Britt rolled on top of me, imitating my movements from earlier. I felt her hands and lips all over me. My eyelids grew heavy so I closed my eyes and relaxed. Her fingers slid under my waistband and I could tell by the way she was trembling that she was nervous.

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to." I whispered.

"I want to."

Then she kissed me, and started to move her hand. Having some other girl pleasure you was just as strange as actually performing the act, but in a definite good way. Come to think of it, before that moment, no guy had ever done the same. They were all about their own pleasure, not giving a shit whether the girl was getting off. The fact that anyone cared enough about my own satisfaction was another world of weird.

But I liked it. I definitely liked it.

Brittany found my clit and as her fingers repeatedly touched it, my back arched in pleasure. "Is that okay?" she asked quietly.

"Just a little bit faster"

She quickened her pace and I bit down on my lip so I wouldn't make too much noise. Looking back now, it was definitely not the best, but hey, she was inexperienced and I'd never been treated like that in the bedroom before. It made up for the slight discomfort and awkwardness.

Nowadays, Britt's a hell of a lot better. Besides, she actually liked me for me, and didn't just want to fuck me because I was supposedly hot.

After a while, I reached climax, and Brittany cuddled up to me.

"Thank you" she whispered.