A/N: Transitional filler chapter, but we'll get to the fun part next chappie. I promise!
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Disclaimer: I don't own GMW, and it's good that I don't because well… I'm an unapologetic perv as you can see. The show wouldn't be allowed on Disney, I can tell ya that much. (Lol Maman thinks it's a problem that I don't get embarrassed writing or reading smut or erotic literature.)
After Maya left her Lang class, she dragged her feet though the hallways towards Lucas' locker. Usually on this block schedule, she would meet up with Zay and Lucas, and they'd head to lunch together and meet up with their other friends for their weekly catch up lunch, but she was feeling nervous.
She'd honestly been avoiding Lucas all morning, making sure to only walk through the halls after they had already been cleared and the late bell was seconds from ringing. But if she skipped out on their lunch "tradition" in a sense, he would absolutely know she was avoiding him and then he'd make extra efforts to find her and trap her and talk to her. The last thing she wanted was to get cornered by Lucas before she'd had ample time to sort her thoughts.
It scared her how easy it had been to just do what they had the night before. How easy it had been to get to that point. How she hadn't been thinking. How her brain had shut itself off. How she'd just acted on impulse, wrapping her legs around his waist, arching her hips, pulling him closer, letting him grind his erection between her legs.
The simulated sex motions that felt like second nature.
It was as if they'd done it for years even though that was the first time they'd ever been that intimate in their makeout and made actual contact with their respective private parts. It wasn't like they were completely closed off to sexual behaviour. Up until that point, Maya's heavier makeouts with Lucas only went as far as a few experimental fingerings and handjobs though they did stop fairly early in if they felt they were getting a little carried away, not attempting to make each other climax. The evening before had definitely been the first time they'd ever gotten so close to having an orgasm with the other person around.
Overall, Maya was a little apprehensive about what had happened to them, but because of what happened, she recognized exactly what it meant. It meant that her body had naturally been waiting for that moment. Waiting for the time—the sign—when Maya would be ready to have sex.
And she was certain that had been it.
Maya now understood why her mother had sent them both to a clinic and forced them to get tested before senior year started when Maya had gotten caught with her hand in Lucas' pants while they were watching a movie. Even though they both had told Katy that they weren't even thinking of sex in the least, Katy had told Maya she would thank her later. She'd also told Maya that if they were very horny and got lost in each other, it could happen before they could even realize what was going on and it was better to be well prepared beforehand.
Several months later, and Katy had been right.
It had almost happened. And now Maya just knew that they wouldn't be able to go back to their semi "no sex" thought process now that they'd had a small taste of what it could feel like. She just knew that they'd propelled themselves towards having sex with that one evening.
It was so weird to think about. One day they had just been messing around, two teens finally in a relationship after years of dancing around each other and denial and almost kisses and lingering hugs and stolen longing looks. The next, all Maya could think about was Lucas' dick being inside her.
It had been on her mind all evening and all morning and though she did have a few small fears about what could happen to their relationship if they took it to the next level and hopped into banging each other, throughout the day, a lot of those fears had subsided into a sort of prickly anticipation and trepidation. She had some reservations, but she also could recognize that the excited fluttering in her stomach was more along the positive side. She'd admittedly spent hours on her phone just reading blog posts about sex and articles about losing virginities and what not. The more she had read, the more she had grown excited about the idea of having sex with Lucas. Her body had felt amazing when he hadn't even been inside her.
Who knew how good it could feel with him actually in?
Maya knew their relationship had shifted irrevocably the night before. It wasn't extreme, just a little subtle, but it was like for the first time, Maya had become aware that they were a boy and girl. Not only that, but a boy and girl who were in love. And not only that, but a boy and girl who were in love and in a dedicated relationship. It was like for the first time, she realized what was undoubtedly supposed to come next. What boys and girls did in these specific circumstances.
They'd unexpectedly flung open the doors to sex in their relationship that had been shut tightly before. It was something that was like that application due in several months that lingered in the back of one's mind but was largely ignored until the deadline suddenly came out of nowhere and sprang up in their face.
And now that the prospect was out there, it could not be ignored.
As Maya rounded the corner and approached the hallway with the senior lockers, she wondered if Lucas was feeling the same trepidation as she was. She wondered if it was possible that he was going to put space between them after it. The thought of that disheartened Maya a bit.
Honestly, she wasn't totally against the idea of having sex. Neither were clueless about sex, having had their respective awkward talks with parents long ago, and she and Lucas had been fooling around and experimenting for a while now. They'd always held back, particularly because she suspected neither of them felt ready to take that step.
But the closer she approached her destination, the more Maya started to think that maybe she honestly was ready. Because even though the weight of their almost decision hit her like a ton of bricks after Lucas had left, the fact of the matter remained that she had been completely calm and comfortable during their dry humping. And though her mind had shut itself off, if things had progressed and her mother hadn't come home when she did, she and Lucas would have already had sex by now. And Maya knew she would have been one hundred percent willing to lose her virginity to him.
That kind of scared her a little bit, that feeling of wanting nothing more than to give herself wholly to her boyfriend, but she wanted to. Not just for him, but for herself as well. She wanted them to share that moment together, losing their virginities to each other and growing closer intimately and emotionally. And even if she hadn't been dating Lucas, Maya knew she still would have wanted to lose her virginity to him.
The question was: how ready was Lucas?
She rounded the corner and her eyes caught sight of Zay, laughing about something with Lucas who was leaning up against the lockers. As she clicked down the hallway, Lucas noticed her and their gaze's locked. Her nerves sprang up full force as she approached, suddenly feeling her trepidation rise up again at Lucas' guarded expression.
"Fuck…" she muttered under her breath.
He only pulled that expression when he was uncertain about something. And even if he was keeping himself carefully blank, she could just make out a sort of anxiousness in his eyes that she knew she was feeling too.
Maya loosened her worried frown, hoping her expression looked as indifferent as she was trying to project as she sidled up to the two of them.
"Did you do something different with your hair, Maya?" Zay asked, brow furrowed as he stared at her.
"Uh no." She touched one of her stray curls. "I braided it to try to maintain some of the curl, but nothing super different."
"There's something… different about you…" Zay muttered, walking around her slowly as he rubbed his chin. "New jacket?"
"I've had this jacket since junior year, Zay."
"Hmmm… maybe it's your eyes. You've got this look in them."
Maya bristled, wondering if Zay could tell she'd been on a fast track to popping her cherry the night before. Zay was pretty good at figuring this kind of stuff out with only a few clues since he was very observant, and it really wouldn't do for Blabbermouth Babineaux to figure it out because the whole school would know that Lucas and Maya had nearly had sex before the end of the day arrived. Thankfully, Lucas intervened, saving her ass before Zay could continue to question her.
"Stop hitting on my girlfriend, Zay," Lucas said with a raised brow.
He snorted. "Please. If I was really hitting on Maya, she wouldn't even be with you anymore."
Lucas rolled his eyes, and Maya gave him a discreet grateful smile for his quick thinking.
"You guys wanna head to lunch now?" Zay asked, squinting at one of the hall clocks. "It's just about time."
"Uh…" Maya glanced at Lucas. "I need to stop by the art room first."
"Yeah…" he rubbed the back of his neck, grimacing the slightest bit. "And I have to… uh…"
"Meet with a teacher." Maya slipped in.
"Right. Meet with a teacher."
Zay stared at the both of them, his eyes moving from one to the other as they narrowed suspiciously. They both fidgeted uncomfortably, Maya picking at her fingernails as Lucas rolled up the sleeves of his shirt once more. Zay's face settled into a sly smirk.
"Oh now I get it," Zay said, waggling his eyebrows suggestively. "You guys need a little bit of time for lunchtime hanky panky."
"That's not it." Maya said quickly.
The last thing she wanted was Zay running off to their friends to tell them they were hooking up or something.
"Mmhmm. Sure it isn't. Don't worry, your secret it safe with me." Zay winked exaggeratedly. "Well, I'm gone. It's Taco Tuesday and those things go fast. Don't take too long now."
He walked off and Lucas groaned, running a hand through his hair. Maya knew exactly how he felt. No doubt, there would be a new rumour about them by the end of the day that they liked to spend their lunchtimes playing tonsil hockey.
"I'm assuming you're going to say we need to talk." Lucas said, starting off the conversation.
Maya sighed. "We do."
Lucas nodded, a slight gleam in his eyes as he stared at her. "Yeah… last night got kind of intense."
"Yeah, I know…" Maya felt her cheeks rouge as she met Lucas' gaze.
"You owe me for making me jack off in a bathroom so I wouldn't get labeled a pervert on the subway."
She looked away. "I had no choice. It was either that or let you stay and…"
And finish what they started. But she had needed to regroup her thoughts and figure things out first.
"And you were scared of that possibility." Lucas said, clearly understanding the gist of what she had been saying. "I'm sorry if I scared you. I can stay away from you forever if that's what you want?"
"No!" Maya said a little too quickly and a little too loudly. Some people walking in the hall gave them odd looks, and Maya cleared her throat, lowering her voice and ducking her head down. "I don't want it to stop, Lucas. It was nice. I liked it."
Lucas' brows rose in surprise as he stared at her. "You liked it?"
"You didn't?" She shot him a glare.
"No, I did too," he quickly clarified. "I couldn't stop thinking about it. About you. Once I got home, I think I broke a record for jacking off in one evening because all I could think about was what you felt like. Or could feel like, I guess."
Maya wrinkled her nose in disgust.
"Don't give me that face. You can't deny that after I left you probably masturbated too."
He wasn't wrong. She'd taken a three hour "bubble bath" before she'd finally managed to exhaust her spiking libido. But even in the morning, her body had woken up too charged and just about ready to hump anything that moved so she'd had to deal with that as well. But no way she was about to admit that to Lucas. He'd never let her live it down.
"And to be honest," Lucas continued, "I thought you hated what happened. I thought you were mad at me. You've been avoiding me all morning, and last night you couldn't get rid of me fast enough."
Maya felt guilty. He had noticed her attempts to make sure they didn't run into each other after all. But now that the air had somewhat cleared, they needed to talk about this for real. Because even after their shocking evening, it didn't change the fact that they were still going to hang out. And even if things felt a little awkward right now, they would eventually makeout again. And when that happened, they would certainly get back to that point once again. They had to be absolutely ready for what was going to come and in order to do that, they had to lay it all out on the table.
"Can we talk about this in private?" Maya asked.
There were too many people in the hallway and with the underclassman heading back to their classes and upperclassmen going to lunch, there was too high a risk of someone catching part of their conversation.
Lucas nodded and took her hand, guiding her down the corridor to the hall with science classrooms where Janitor Harley's closet was. Over the years, they had developed some type of camaraderie with him. Whenever any of their friends needed private time for themselves or were just having a bad day, Harley let them use his closet to figure themselves out. It was a safe space. A place away from the wild happenings at school so they could relax and get themselves together. To let them know someone was using it, he only requested that they place the wet floor caution sign in front of the door so no one bugged them.
Maya and Lucas made sure no one was watching them before they slipped in. Maya grabbed the sign and poked her head out of the door, placing the sign in front of it before going back in and closing it.
"Okay." Maya said, taking a deep breath. Lucas sat down on the chair against the wall, his hands behind his head as he waited for her to speak. "Here goes nothing. It's been about a year since we've been dating, Lucas. And I feel like things are progressing naturally between us considering how our relationship has been moving along. It was crazy last night. But not crazy in a bad way. I'm just kind of shocked that we got to that point so quickly without realizing it."
He waited patiently, watching her as her turbulent thoughts cycled through her mind in rapid succession.
"But the fact that it happened means that it's out there now. We can't take it back. I, uh… I thought it was umm…" She ran both hands through her hair, feeling her face start to heat up. "We need to… uh… I think we, umm… What I'm saying is…"
She wanted to have sex with him.
Maya tapered off, grimacing when she realized no sentences she was trying to formulate made any sense anymore. She couldn't get the words out and every time she tried, she got tongue tied. She sounded insane, and judging from Lucas' raised brow, he was probably confused as fuck.
How hard was it to just say she wanted to have sex with him?
"My point is, it felt good. And I think I liked it too much."
"So… you're also saying you can't get it out of your mind." Lucas was smirking.
Maya nodded.
"So does that mean you want a reprise?" Lucas asked playfully, though his gaze was absolutely serious.
Even though his tone sounded like he was joking, she could easily see that he was asking her seriously if she was okay with them having sex if it happened. If she was ready to go to that step since it didn't seem that they could go back any longer. He was sparing her by not making her try to spew out her nonsense anymore. But now that meant giving him a direct answer.
If she said yes—when, really—that meant it was a done deal. That meant whenever they had a good deal of privacy and time to themselves, they would do this. They would make that step.
Letting go of the breath she'd been holding, Maya nodded, walking up to Lucas and straddling his lap. He smiled, lacing the fingers of his hands with hers as they gazed at each other.
"Not just a reprise. I want us to be our firsts with each other." She sighed. "I want it to be you, Huckleberry."
She felt her cheeks burn with an intense blush as Lucas stared at her, but she was glad she had gotten it out. It was better that it was out in the open now.
"To be honest, I've been thinking about what it would be like to have sex with you for a while now, Maya. But are you sure you're ready?"
She nodded again, leaning forward and kissing Lucas softly to confirm it. She pulled away with a smile, letting him know through her actions that she was more than ready. The fears that she had originally been feeling had all but dissipated, an excited fluttering taking its place in her stomach. It was going to happen. She and Lucas were going to have sex at some point.
"Yeah. I'm ready."
Maya closed the gap between them again, scooting closer to him and pressing her petite frame against his. Her heart was dancing wildly in her chest, and she sighed softly when Lucas wrapped an arm around her, his hand cupping the back of her head and gently gripping her hair as they languidly made out. Maya slipped her hands under the hem of his shirt, splaying her fingers on the planes of his abdomen as she ground against him. He groaned, breaking the kiss with a sharp intake of breath the second she made contact with his growing arousal.
"Dammit Maya," he growled. "I'm not going to end up jacking off in the bathroom."
She took her lower lip in between her teeth with a flirtatious smile as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her chest in Lucas' direct line of sight. She loved that she could easily turn him on.
"It's just a little making out, Lucas," she said playfully. "Nothing harmful."
"For you maybe. If we keep going, I don't think I'll be able to walk the halls of school." He stopped her motions with narrowed eyes, gripping her hips more tightly to keep her from continuing. "Besides, we have to get to lunch or Zay is going to be spreading a different rumour entirely."
As much as Maya hated the fact that their little bit of couple time had been interrupted, she knew he was right. They couldn't go any farther in the closet, because honestly it would just make it harder to stop. And while Maya was all for fooling around during school, after the loaded conversation they'd just had, it probably wouldn't remain just fooling around.
Maya backed up, getting off of his lap, and they both rearranged their clothes, checking each other to make sure the evidence of their little rendezvous was gone. Any signs of "hanky panky" and whatever Zay had told people would be validated and would almost certainly spread within seconds.
Once they were set, Maya poked her head out of the janitor's closet to make sure there wasn't anyone coming down the hall. The coast clear, she replaced the sign back in the room and left, Lucas in tow.
"Okay so you're coming over to finish our project tonight after your baseball practice, right?"
"Eight right?"
"Yeah. My mom won't be home until midnight." Maya quickly rushed to clarify. "…Not that that matters or anything."
Though she knew no work would be done on their project that evening. Honestly, they'd be lucky if they even got around to starting it at all. Lucas stared at her, the expression in his eyes a little hard to read.
"Eight," he said calmly, acknowledging their unspoken understanding that that night would most likely be their big night.
"Okay."
Those excited butterflies fluttered in her abdomen again, and Maya hoped he couldn't hear her pounding heartbeat. She leaned up and gave him a quick peck on his cheek and took his hand as they walked to the cafeteria, trying to ignore the way her pulse was double timing.
Eight o'clock Lucas was coming over. Eight o'clock, Maya would officially grow up.
Eight o'clock, Maya Hart would lose her virginity to Lucas Friar.