Carl's POV

Carl never expected his day to turn out like this. He never thought this day would come but all he could think about is...this was the best day of his life...ever.

It all started one rainy afternoon in King County. Maggie and Glenn were off on another vacation and Beth's parents and brother were visiting some of their relatives in Kentucky so they'll be gone for a few days. The only reason why Beth didn't come was because she had a fever but it was too late when she realized that it was only a one day thing. Her mom told her to call someone to accompany her while they're gone. So she called me and I went to her house on that rainy day.

"Hey! I heard you were sick. Everything okay?" I asked once she opened the door for me.

"Yeah, it was a one day thing I'm all better now," She smiled weakly and hugged me.

We went to their living room and watched TV for a while when I noticed that Beth kept blushing and looking down on the floor instead of the TV. She also looked uncomfortable especially when I put my arm around her, usually she's fine with my arm around her waist but today she just seemed nervous and I wonder why.

I ignored it for awhile, and then after the movie what she did next really surprised me. She slid her hands at the back of my head and pulled me into a heart-stopping kiss, not that I'm complaining or anything but she was never this bold before.

Meanwhile, Beth kept thinking about the talk she had with Maggie. She could feel his eyes on her but can't summon the nerve to look at Carl without her face tuning as red as a tomato.

Flashback...

"So, what do you suggest?" Beth looked at her sister hopefully.

She leaned in closer and whispered, "Go do it with him."

Beth almost jumped up again and shriek in bafflement but she restrained herself. Instead she said.

"You think I'm ready?"

Maggie snorted, "Of course, I was you're age when I lost my virginity."

Beth's eyes widened in surprise, "Y-you mean Glenn wasn't y-your first?"

"Nope, I was in the 10th grade when I did it with Spencer Monroe." Her sister spoke nonchalantly.

"Ooooooooh, the guy you used to date?" Beth asked.

"That's the one." Maggie nodded.

Beth turned away from her and thought for a minute. But then quickly realize the basics of lovemaking. The main idea of stripping naked brought shivers down her spine...and not in a good way.

"But, I don't wanna show-..." The young Greene gestured to her body.

Maggie smirked then grinned deviously, "Then blindfold him."

Third Person POV

After a very passionate make up session, Beth decided to put her plan in action.

Carl's shirtless and breathless, perched on the edge of the bed while Beth holds a strap of cloth around her fingers, grinning in front of him in her bra and leggings, blonde hair spilling over her shoulder.

"You want to do what?"

"Blindfold you," she repeats like it's obvious, stepping forward to straddle his knees and holding the strip of cloth out in front of her.

"Where did you get this idea?"

"Maggie," She shrugs plainly.

He looks at the cloth and gulps, thinking of all the things she could do without him seeing her. His growing erection twitches within the confines of his jeans and he sighs, chewing on the inside of his cheek. "I guess…I guess we could try it. As long as you promise not to take Maggie's advice in any other capacity while I'm uh…blindfolded."

"You don't sound excited," she frowns and sits down on his knees, scooting closer until their chests touch. She leans down and kisses his forehead, bringing the cloth up to rest on his chin, soft against the underside of his lip. "You can tell me to take it off. If you don't like it," and she leans in, lips ghosting over the shell of his ear, "but I doubt it."

He gulps.

"Um...a-alright," Carl nods, giving her a shy smile. "Go ahead."

Beth laughs as she ties the cloth around his eyes, and his breathing picks up a notch unthinkingly.

He blinks his eyes against the blindfold before settling on keeping them closed. Beth's hands slide across his shoulders and down his chest, touch strangely electric. She bends down, her hair ticklish against his jaw as she starts to kiss his neck, urging him down onto his back on the bed. Her lips slides down his chest, first warm then followed by the cool tingle and he arches up into the touch, gripping the blankets under them when her fingernails scraped his down his stomach.

"See? It's not so bad."

"You haven't done anything yet," he tries to brush it off, his hands finding her bare waist.

"And you're already squirming," she laughs against his cheek, breath hot and swirling across his skin like fire.

"Sorry?"

Carl felt her hands tug his pants down his legs the way that it assaults all that tender flesh in the few seconds before her warm hand wraps around him. He hisses and she strokes him, crucial and talented and his hands clamps on her waist tighter. She stood and he heard shifting of fabrics and clothes being thrown on the floor, then she was straddling him again, her hands gripping his shoulder for support. She sank down on his throbbing length and they both groaned with at the feeling. Carl buried his face against her neck as Beth starts to rock her hips against him.

15 minutes later...

"That was…" Carl pushes the blindfold up to his forehead.

"That was a bit…crazy." Beth sighs as she scoots closer next to him, head finding the familiar nook of his shoulder, skinnier and more intimate without his shirt between them.

"Are you sore at all?" He asks after a long moment of silence, quiet enough to remind her of their privacy, the skin on skin contact between their bare thighs under the blankets.

She shrugs, "not bad."

"Is it going to be like that every time?" He chuckles, and she smiles up at him.

"Rumor has it, it gets better after the first time."

Carl grins smugly at the thought. 'Maybe he should listen to her ideas more often.'

So what do you think guys, is it better? or not? I just wasn't really contented with what I did the first time. (Because I sucked in writing smut) But I'm practicing and I think I getting the hang of it.