Author's Note: So here it is! The chapter in which Tori loses her virginity. So naturally, this chapter has a graphic sexual scene. READER BEWARE! For all of my readers, I just want to thank you for being so loyal. (: It's your reviews and messages that make me want to keep writing. I'm hoping to end this story with 22 chapters, as I have written a story timeline which has made writing these recent chapters a lot easier. And for you Bori fans, I'm probably going to write a oneshot with Tori and Beck after the biggest drama of this story happens - so keep reading for that! I don't own Victorious. Enjoy!

Andre's POV

I pulled up to the front of the hotel. The parking lot was packed, so I would get Tori inside before trying to find a parking space. It was beautiful. Of course I couldn't afford something like this on my own, but Dayzee knew how crazy I was about Tori and wanted us to have at least one special night while I was in town. She was a sweet girl, and I was glad she was my housemate.

"What are we doing here?" Tori spoke up. She had fallen asleep on the way.

"This is your surprise," I said, smiling from ear to ear. "I'm going to check us in and you can go up to the room while I try and find a parking space. Okay?" I said.

"Andre! You didn't have to do this, this place looks expensive and I'm-"

"You're worth it, Tori. I wanted one night to spend with you while I was here. I mean, I can take you home if-"

"No! I want to stay with you. It was just unexpected," Tori smiled.

"Well, that's why it's a surprise," I chuckled and she joined me.

It took just five minute to check us in, but almost twenty to find a decent parking space. It was the holiday, I mean, the 4th of July was in three days. I was leaving two days after, so I would spend the 4th with my grandma. Last time she tried to cook hotdogs on the grill by herself, she mistook the hotdogs for roman candle fireworks…and well, let's just say we had to buy a new grill and she had to wear a wig for a good while. That's why I planned tonight. I wanted to make sure it was just Tori and me. No other people or problems. Just us, for one night. Whether something happened tonight was up to her – I just know that I was ready to take her virginity tonight, and I mean that in the best non-guyish way possible. I talked about it with one of my buddies back in New York. "Aw yeah man, virgin pussies are so tight." That's not what I cared about. I wanted it to be special for her and for me. I had never done it before, ya know, take someone's virginity. All the girls I ever slept with were easy. They were girls with whom I dated a week before they spread their legs for me. That's why they didn't matter. Whether or not Tori changed her mind about giving it to me was up to her. Just to lie next to her and hold her while we slept was enough for me.

"Rrrroooom service," I said, rolling my r's and tapping on the door. I put the backpack I brought on the floor because it took a minute before Tori opened up. "Anyone order a chocolate man?" I said, laughing. I stopped when I noticed she was just in a towel and her hair was wet, and piled on top of her head in a messy bun. "Oh, I can wait until you're done out here, just give me the key," I said, shielding my eyes. She grabbed me by the wrist and pulled me in the room all the way.

"Nonsense. It's a suite, Andre! And it is pretty sweet," she smiled. "Just hang out up front while I get dressed," she said, walking back into the part of the room where the beds were.

"Wait a minute!" I called out to her. "How'd you know to bring clothes if you didn't know we were coming here?" I asked.

"Um, why do you think my purse is so big? I always carry an extra pair of undies, socks and a shirt when I go to a party in case I have to stay the night. I don't want to be funky in the morning, after all," she said, her voice getting louder as she walked closer to the room I was in. "I also carry a travel toothbrush and toothpaste, and my makeup staples."

"Yeah, I guess that makes sense. Your purse is kind of uh, huge," I said, shifting on the couch a bit. She was dressed in a black t-shirt with a picture of a real owl covering the front. And she was wearing was a pair of neon yellow socks, and lace underwear to match. That was it, so one could imagine it hard to keep a boner under wraps, especially when she came to sit right next to me.

"So, what's in your bag?" She asked, pointing over to it. It was by the door. I shot up really fast and shook my legs a bit to try and rid of my obvious hard part. I walked over to it and carried it, holding it right where my dick was, covering myself so she wouldn't say anything.

"Well, let's see." I said and opened my bag up. "I got some of the same things you had. Minus the makeup. I got some toothpaste, a toothbrush, a change of clothes, some caaaaandles, a lighter, a notebook, some Sharpies, and some cigarettes – which apparently you smoke now, huh?" I said, holding out the pack to her. There was a reason we got a smoking room. Smoking halls usually didn't have children to hear through the walls. They were the most quiet. I realized that because I had to stay in a hotel for about a week in New York before my apartment was ready.

"Oh, yeah…I smoke them, but not every day! I um, usually just smoke them if I'm drinking or, wait. Who told you?" she asked me. There was nervousness in her voice.

"Beck told me. He said you guys were getting close while I was gone. I thanked him. He's a good friend, ya know? Watching out for you and whatnot," I said. "So you gonna take one or not?"

"Huh? Oh! No thank you. Not right now anyway," she said, pushing my hand away. "So what do you wanna do? I know what I want to do. Remember that night at Beck's party?" she asked me, tripping on Beck's name a bit.

"Well, sort of. I was drunk, after all," I chuckled, putting a cigarette in my mouth and lighting it. I blew the smoke out of my mouth and leaned back into the couch a little.

"Oh, well, remember what I wanted to give to you?" she asked, and proceeded in looking down at her hands and started picking at her blue nail polish. My eyes widened a bit.

"Oh, yes. Of course. You don't forget something like that, Tori," I smiled.

"Well, um, maybe we could…" she started and looked up at me. My cigarette that was dangling between my lips almost fell out of my mouth.

"You sure? I figured maybe you wanted it to just happen. Like, without asking. Doesn't that make it seem planned? That's what I heard. I thought if it just happened then it would be more special. Because if you're asking, doesn't that make it seemed scheduled? Or even forced? I don't know, I have never taken anyone's virginity and"

"Andre?" Tori butted in.

"Mm?" I asked, taking a drag of the cigarette and letting the smoke come through my nose.

"Shut up, put your cigarette out and come meet me in the bedroom," she said and got up from the couch. As she walked into the other room, I watched her. Her ass cheeks were perfectly sneaking out of the underwear she was wearing and she had a sway to her walk that immediately made my dick hard once again.

"Yes ma'am," I said and bit my lip. "Give me a second," I called out to her as I reached into my bag for my toothbrush and toothpaste.

I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth as quick as I could. Long enough to get the smell and taste of ash out of my mouth. I also took a washcloth to my package, making sure I was fresh and clean smelling. I came back out in just my undershirt and boxers. And there she was. Tori, under the blankets of the king sized bed. Her hair was down and halfway dry. She put a little bit of makeup on, although I thought she looked great with nothing on. She lit some of the candles while I was in the bathroom, too. The atmosphere was so calm and nice. I walked over to the bed and got under the blanket right next to her. She turned to smile at me; her face was a little flushed. An awkward silence was in the air for a few seconds that felt like minutes. Then she finally spoke.

"I'm nervous," she said and laughed, well, nervously.

"Heh, me too," I said and exhaled.

"But, I'm also ready," she said and took my hand and laced our fingers. She squeezed my hand a little bit, before pulling me closer for a kiss. My heart raced. This was it. I knew it was.

So I kissed her. Gently at first, and then she slipped her tongue into my mouth making for a more intense and passionate moment. Suddenly I found myself ripping the blankets away from the both of us, and she crawled over to me and positioned herself on top of me. She gasped when she felt my hardness and it made her hips buck and swerve on top of me. I couldn't help but moan, because the only thing that separated the two of us was my thin boxers and her lace panties. She leaned down, her semi-wet and cold hair tickling my exposed collarbones and arm, and kissed me while rocking back and forth. It was like she knew exactly what to do. I grabbed her face and kissed her harder before I stopped to push her hair away from her neck and kiss there, too. Her breathing got heavy and her fingernails pressed into my shoulders where she was holding on for stability. I flipped her so that she was now on her back, and I was between her perfect legs kissing her. I kissed all over. Her mouth, her chin, down to her neck and slipped my hands under her shirt. She stopped me to take it off, and then tugged my shirt and pulled it over my head for me. I watched her eyes widened. This was probably the first time she saw me without my shirt off. She felt all over my chest before smiling.

"Been working out?" she smiled. It was true. I was a regular beefcake nowadays. I simply smiled and continued to kiss her from her neck down to her perky perfect breasts. I only called them perfect, because she fooled me. I could've sworn she was wearing a bra under that shirt. I could fit one in my hand perfectly, too, so I did. She moaned and squirmed and gasped when I finally put her nipple into my mouth and sucked. After teasing her with my mouth, I moved downwards with my hand, my other arm holding me up. I kissed her on her lips and slipped my hand down into her underwear. My fingers instantly became wet when I ran them over her slit. Nothing felt better than a wet pussy to me, but it felt different because it was Tori's. It was better than anything I had ever felt. I knew it was probably in my head, because I've thought about this moment since the party weeks ago. I rubbed back and forth using just my middle finger, watching her reaction. Her eyes were clenched shut tightly and her mouth slightly open as she gasped. She was so beautiful this way. She was beautiful any way.

"Tori, you're so wet and I don't want to go further if" I started. All I wanted to do was make sure she was ready.

"Mm, just do it Andre," she said, opening her eyes to stare into mine.

I blinked and smiled before I pushed my middle finger into her. I watched her face change instantly. It was obvious that it stung a little, but not too much, because she started to push herself into my finger. I fingered her a bit while I kissed her neck and soon after slipped my ring finger inside to join my middle finger in the action. She sucked air through her teeth sharply before exhaling.

"That feels so good," she said and started to basically fuck my fingers. She was so tight, I couldn't stand it anymore. I would explode in my boxers before I would get a chance to take what she wanted to give me. I pulled my fingers out, moving them apart so the both of us could see all of her wetness. I hadn't "popped" anything yet, so there was no blood on them. So of course I put them into my mouth.

"You taste…amazing," I said in a deep and low voice. "One sec, babe," I rolled over and got off the bed, my member standing at full attention, making my boxers look like a pitched tent. I walked over to my bag and leaned down to grab my unmentioned item I packed, a box of condoms. I opened the box in a hurry and tore one off of the rest, and as I did I heard Tori rustle around a bit in the bed. I went back to sit on the edge of the bed, my back facing her. I opened the gold wrapper when I felt her breasts against my back and arms around my shoulders, and her head was resting right next to mine.

"Are you gonna put your thingy on now?" she asked. I nodded, and before I did, I grabbed the back of her head and kissed her before she disappeared to lie back down. "Can I see?" she asked timidly.

"Of course," I smiled to myself before standing up and facing her. My boxers dropped to my ankles and I watched as her eyes widened, wider than I had ever seen.

"Oh god, you're huge!" she said and bit her lip. I could only laugh as I felt my ears get hot, something that happened when I blushed. I slipped the condom on; making sure everything was perfectly in place.

I crawled between her legs and got a glimpse of her beautiful lady parts. She took her panties off while I was over at my backpack. I ran my hands over her thighs because I was on my knees. I touched her for a bit with my hands, just to make sure she was wet enough and she sure was. I grabbed her legs, dragging her closer to me, our parts touching. I was so nervous; I couldn't believe I even still had an erection. Her knees were propped up as she grinded herself against the rubber and me. I looked at her and she bit her lip and nodded her head. I pushed myself into her little by little, it taking a while just to get the head of my dick in. I held her hands as I slid myself in more.

"Unh, mm," she sucked air through her teeth for the second time tonight. As if those sounds made me want to proceed. I loved Tori, and I didn't want to see her in pain. Then I felt her start to slide closer to me, squeezing on my hands. And then with a little bit of a push, I felt it. The part of virgin sex my buddies were telling me about. Tori moaned and even whimpered a little, before moving her hips a bit. "Oh god," she said and my eyes that were slightly closed, opened to look at her. Her eyes were opened too, and she had tears in her eyes. But before I could ask to proceed, a smile formed on her lips which let me know that it was okay. I could go on. I pushed myself in the rest of the way, while using my hands to spread her apart some. When I was ready to move my hands, I noticed they were touched with a little bit of blood. I simply wiped them on my thigh and continued.

I thrusted in and out of her slow at first, and when we got into it, I reached down and grabbed one of her bouncing tits, holding it still, and applying enough pressure to keep her still. She was moaning into the pillows that surrounded her head, grabbing and scratching my arm as if she wanted me to stop. I slowed my pace and soon knew that that wasn't the case when she begged for me to quicken my pace and fuck her slower, but harder. My cock was so deep inside of her, even with a condom; it felt as if I could feel everything just fine. I wasn't one of those guys who thought condoms took away ALL the feeling. Of course it took away some, but I could deal. Probably because I was also one of those guys who were all about the girl's needs. I got satisfaction knowing that she was getting satisfied.

"Oh my god, Andre, mmmm," she moaned which only made me pump into her faster. We went from doing it missionary style, to her throwing her legs up on my shoulders, and her climbing on top of me – which seemed to be the best option for her so she could control just how much of me was inside of her. It was this position that made her have what seemed like her first orgasm ever. She could've brought down the pictures on the walls with the way she was moaning and groaning and screaming my name. It was also this position that made me finally explode, just because I could see everything. Her perfect body, her beautiful face, and when I looked down far enough, I could see my dick go in and out of her at some points. And although this was my first time taking someone's virginity, this was probably the hottest sex I have ever had. She continued to ride me through the very last groan I gave out, when I placed my hands on her hips and gently flipped her so she was on her back. I kissed her passionately and hungrily. She broke the kiss, panting for air.

"I love you, Andre," she said. I wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and kissed her.

"I love you, too, Tori," I said, and fell over on my back in exhaustion.

Afterwards, we lied in bed for a little bit before I went off to take the condom off and take a shower. When I was done, I entered the room. Tori had fallen asleep, clinging to the undershirt I was wearing earlier. She looked so sweet. She was uncovered, so I took it upon myself to tuck her in. She didn't stir one bit. I walked out to the front room where the TV was, but not before grabbing my backpack. When I got to the couch, I pulled my notebook and a Sharpie before I lit a cigarette. I flipped through the notebook and looked through all the songs I had written while I was away. Each one was pretty much about Tori. I flipped through about twenty songs before I reached a blank page.

And I started to write.