A/N: It's going to get much more explicit/graphic from this chapter forward. Next chapter, the ante will be upped quite a bit.
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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.)
Having time to come to terms with her emotional state for sex definitely made a huge difference. She'd been stewing over her reservations for a couple days, and it definitely helped her settle her feelings for Lucas and resolve the emotional depth with which she was planning to pursue her relationship with him. They'd been dating for roughly a year—were friends for several more—but she'd never really put thought into how long she assumed Lucas would stay in her life. He was just always there.
But she'd figured it out now. It really came down to something simple.
She was dating Lucas. And the way she saw it, either they were dating to stay together or they were dating to eventually break up. She honestly didn't think they would break up any time soon (not that she would ever tell him she envisioned him as her husband), but putting it in that context, her fears regarding him leaving weren't as pronounced. He wouldn't have entered a serious relationship with her if his plan was to end things in the future. There would be no point to that. And she was fairly certain he was her soulmate, though she absolutely wasn't one to throw heavy words like that around. Hell, she hadn't even been able to tell Lucas she loved him until a few months ago.
With those revelations, Maya become determined that she could lose her virginity to Lucas.
She'd texted him and told him to meet her at her place after he finished practice. It'd been a distracted work day—she hadn't been able to contain most of her excitement—and she'd been jittery her entire shift to the point that her mom had taken her off of server duty before she accidentally spilled hot coffee on a customer.
As soon as she got off her shift, Maya got on the subway in record speed, her pulse racing fast the closer she got to her stop. She was less anxious now, largely due to the fact that she and Lucas had gotten so close to the real thing already, but it was still sex. And it was still an act of intimacy shared between people and for all the awkward sex talks from Katy that Maya had tuned out, she still understood the gravity of doing it. As she walked down the hallway, she saw Lucas leaning against her door with his duffel bag, and her heart skipped a beat.
He smiled when he saw her coming down the hall. "Hey, how was work?"
True to his word, he'd given her some space to think about it, limiting their romantic rendezvous to some lighthearted and lazy making out. But now that she'd cleared her mind, the only thing she could think about was jumping his bones. It didn't help that his hair was in disarray from baseball and she could easily see the ridges of his muscles through his t-shirt.
"Clarifying." She unlocked the door, glancing over her shoulder as he followed her in. Maya shut the door once they were both in, taking a deep breath. "I had an epiphany."
"Oh yeah?" Lucas said, setting his bags down beside the door. "What about?"
He barely got the sentence out before she tugged him forward, pressing her lips to his in a suggestive kiss that she hoped left no doubts as to why she wanted him to come over.
"About us," she breathed out against his lips, hooking her fingers in the front of his jeans to bring him closer. "About sex. I want it."
She kissed him again, feverishly, savouring the warmth from his mouth and the way his muscular arms felt around her. He was still at first, as though it took him a moment to understand what she'd said, but a few seconds later, he threaded a hand into the back of her hair, responding by keeping her close as he deepened the kiss. Her heart fluttered in her chest when his tongue traced her lower lip, seeking entrance. He smelled like sweat and a heady male musk mixed with cologne that made heat pool between her legs. Maya wasn't really sure what it was about Lucas that made her get so dizzy from his pervasive kisses, that gave her an insatiable need to have him, but their tongues lacing together made her knees week and stomach coil in arousal.
She wasn't sure how they stumbled their way through the living room to her bedroom; her mind quickly lost track of what was going on. But their shirts went first, tossed to random corners of her room. And one second, he was tugging her shorts down from her hips and the next, they had fallen onto her bed, his weight pinning her to the mattress. Maya let out a breathless moan, her body feeling hot and out of control as he dropped open-mouthed kisses along the column of her neck. She could feel him growing hard against her leg and she rubbed her thigh on his arousal through his jeans. Lucas let out a low, nearly feral groan that made a shiver of excitement run down her back.
"Maya…" he said, breaking away for a second and trying to catch his breath.
She knew what he was trying to say. They were moving desperately fast and reaching a point where it would be difficult to turn back if this kept up. But Maya was totally and completely on board. Topless Lucas on top of her, a slight flush to his cheeks, boyish hair completely tousled and gazing down at her like he wanted to rip her clothes off was one of the sexiest things she had ever seen.
Maya knew what she wanted. More than ever now.
He captured her lips again in a heated kiss. She snaked an arm around his shoulders, breathing a soft sigh against his lips as her other hand moved to unbutton his jeans. Lucas helped her, tugging down his jeans and kicking them off his legs. Her shorts disappeared shortly after. His fingers trailed through the inside her thigh, slowly rising to the place where she desperately wanted him to touch.
Her breath hitched in her throat when he slipped his hand into her panties, cupping her sex and rubbing his fingers against her folds. Maya gasped for breath, tangling a hand in his hair and biting her lower lip when electricity burst through her body. Her legs spread of their own volition from his touch, and she arched closer to his palm, desperate to feel more of the intense pleasure dancing through her veins when his knuckle brushed against her clit. He traced her folds slowly, from her entrance to her clit, barely dipping his finger inside her before pulling away. A near choked sob left her lips and she panted, toes curling in pleasure as he continued his ministrations.
"You like that?" He smirked, nipping her lower lip.
"You're being a perv…"
She let out a low whine of appreciation, her legs trembling when he pushed his finger inside her. The coil in Maya's lower abdomen tightened, growing much stronger as her body grew overheated from his fingers teasing her. She was lightheaded, whimpering slightly and pressing her hips as close to him as possible. The pressure was mounting, her moans sounding higher pitched the more her arousal grew. It was too much, the sensation of his fingers stroking her clit and pressing into her core, the slick sweat clinging to their skin, the heat from his body on top of hers, his scent surrounding her, the intoxicating kisses, his soft tufts of breath on her skin making it erupt in goosebumps. Maya couldn't breathe, clinging to him and clawing his back with her nails when he curled his finger inside her and stroked a perfect spot in her that had white lights dancing in her eyes.
"Lucas!" She cried out, her voice morphing into a keening moan as the tight coil in her belly suddenly burst.
Her back arched sharply, her body quivering as she rode out the wave of her powerful release, breathing heavily at the intense wave of pleasure that raced through her body.
"Did you come just now?" Lucas asked, looking way too smug as he lifted himself up a bit, staring at his hand in amusement.
Maya knew her cheeks were burning with heat from the sight of the translucent wetness coating his finger and part of his palm. She nodded, looking away and fighting her urge to hop off her bed and hide in her closet. She wasn't necessarily shy about her body or fluids when she was handling her own body, but seeing her own juices on Lucas' hand was still kind of embarrassing, especially knowing that she'd made that mess on him.
But he looked like he loved it.
Typical. He was still a perv, no matter how sweet and respectful he was to her.
"I couldn't help it…" she huffed, grasping his shoulders to bring him back down on top of her.
Lucas smiled, grasping her panties and tugging them off her legs slowly until she was fully bare. He loomed over her and claimed her lips again, her heart hammering in her chest as he caressed her leg, trailing his fingers up her inner thigh to her waist. He cupped her breast under the fabric of her bra, Maya feeling like he was lighting her entire body on fire with his touch. She was drowning in a sea of passion, her body desperately in need to feel him against her most sensitive spot.
Lucas repositioned himself, spreading her legs apart further and nestling himself between them all the while making her lose her breath with his mind numbing kisses. He pressed his erection against her slowly, exhaling sharply against her lips from the friction. Maya moaned, arching her hips off the mattress in an effort to get closer to the hard heat pushing persistently between her legs. Her nails dug into his upper back, and she whimpered as they ground against each other, pangs of pleasure flittering through her entire body. His breathing was growing more laboured, his caresses and soft thrusts a little harder, and Maya knew he was just as gone, just as aroused.
"You did bring condoms this time, right?" Maya murmured against his lips, knowing she didn't want to wait any longer.
"They're in my wallet." He hesitated. "You sure you want this now? I mean, not that I'm complaining, but you said you wanted to wait."
"I'm ready," she said resolutely, cupping his jaw. "I don't know what our future entails, but I'm taking this leap of faith. I trust you."
She knew what was going to happen once she and Lucas had sex. Severe emotional attachment for her. But where she had been scared of being left, now she knew that there was nothing to worry about with Lucas. He'd more than proven himself time and time again that he'd never hurt her. And above all, she was comforted by the fact that in the event that their relationship fell apart for whatever reason, at least he was still her best friend, and they still had a foundation to fall back on.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure."
Maya leaned up and kissed him thoroughly, silencing whatever doubts he had. She moved her hand slowly down his chest, tracing the muscular planes of his chest and abdomen before reaching down between them. She stroked him firmly through his boxers, relishing in his appreciative low grunt. His hips moved of their own accord, involuntarily pressing more firmly against her hand. She dipped her hand into the waistband and grasped him loosely, lightly tracing the tip of his cock with her fingers. He was hot and thick, smooth and silky and pulsing against her palm, and she felt heat burst between her legs when Lucas let out a weak groan. A bit of sticky pre-cum leaked from his tip, and she dragged the fluid down his erect shaft, rubbing him with a slightly tighter grip.
Maya's pulse caught fire as she watched him start to lose his control, his lips slightly parted and eyes screwed shut as she stroked him evenly, base to tip. She could feel herself getting more wet from his growing arousal in her hand, the soft sounds he was making, his hands clenching into fists around her covers. Lucas' face was a bit flushed now, his forehead dropping onto the crook of her neck in sheer bliss as she thumbed the top head of his dick in small circle, her breathing a little uneven as she felt the fluid trickle out of the slit. His reaction was almost immediate—a strangled moan into her chest and an almost desperate bucking of his hips.
But when she curled her hand around firmly around his slicked shaft to pump him, his trembling hand wrapped around her wrist, stopping her motions before she could really get into it.
"Maya," he husked, his breathing heavy and short pants of breath hot on her collarbone. "If you keep doing that, I'm not gonna last."
In other words, he was fully erect and ready to go. She licked her lips and nodded in understanding, letting out a shuddering breath and dragging her hand out from his boxers.
"Put on the condom," she responded.
Lucas swallowed thickly, glancing up and making eye contact. He searched her face to ensure she was really okay with it, so she gave him a reassuring smile and nod to let him know it was going to happen now. Officially.
Lucas backed off of her, reaching down into the pocket of his discarded jeans to grab his wallet. His hands were shaking a bit as he tore the wrapping for the condom and took it out. Maya stared at it, chewing on her lower lip in slight trepidation. She'd seen them before, back in primary school in sex education when they would show the girls how to slide it onto a banana, but all those banana demonstrations had been a funny joke full of giggles and lack of understanding.
It wasn't a joke anymore.
That condom was going to go on Lucas' "banana" which was going to go inside her—actually inside her body—and it was starting to really dawn on her that she was about to have full blown penis-in-vagina sex.
Maya didn't know why she couldn't tear her gaze away, but her eyes were glued to his hands as he tugged down his boxers to put it on. It was kind of surreal, watching him pull the yellow condom onto his thick, swollen erection and then roll it down the shaft to his balls. It wasn't her first time seeing his dick (that had been an accidental venture in the boy's locker when she'd been trying to borrow his car keys back in sophomore year) but the circumstances were wholly different and her nerves were getting to her. Maya was fairly fearless, but this was not one of those occasions.
She didn't realize she'd been holding her breath until Lucas crawled back over her, settling between her legs again, and she could feel the heat coming from his member. There were no obstructions between them now, all clothes shed, no barriers. And when she felt him bump against her entrance, right there, she inhaled sharply, clutching his shoulders in surprise. Lucas' sea-foam gaze softened, and he stroked her cheek tenderly, dropping soft kisses to her temple and her eyelid and her nose and her cheek.
"Last chance to stop if you're not comfortable with this."
"No, we're doing this, Huckleberry." Maya's brows furrowed. "But you're not going to put it in the wrong hole, are you?"
Lucas raised his head and gave her a dry look.
"I'm just saying," she continued, partially amused by the slight offense in his gaze. "I've read some horror stories."
"I'm pretty sure I know where it's supposed to go, Maya," he said, a hooded look in his gaze as he concentrated. He reached between them, grasping himself as he readjusted their position, lifting her hips up a bit. "You ready?"
She nodded, gripping his shoulders to prepare for the pain. Her heart started battering wildly in her chest.
This was it.
The moment she lost her virginity to Lucas Friar.
He rubbed the head of his cock against her slit slowly, and Maya let out a soft whine at the ripple of pleasure that ran through her core. Lucas exhaled softly and then pushed forward, putting pressure against her folds, and she chewed her lower lip when she felt the skin of her opening stretch a bit uncomfortably, even more than the first time she'd gotten fingered by him. Electricity shot up her back, leaving her tingling all over, and she immediately tensed, gasping in surprise. He continued to try to ease himself inside her, and she whimpered, not entirely sure it was one of pleasure though.
"A-are you in?" Maya whispered.
"Not really. You're really tense and uh… clenching. I don't want to force it." He massaged her hip gently, and Maya closed her eyes, taking a deep breath and trying to calm down. "Relax. I'm not going to hurt you. I'll go slow. You okay?"
She nodded, taking another deep breath and letting it out slowly through her nose. She focused on him and how comforting a presence he always was, breathing in his familiar scent and letting that help her to relax. Her muscles loosened up thanks to his soft caresses and Maya leaned back on the bed, smiling up at Lucas gratefully.
"I'm good. Keep going."
He lifted her hips a little higher, exhaling a bit heavily as he began to push his way inside. Maya let out a shuddering breath, opening her legs wider. It felt weird. Like some wet, hot, steel rod was probing her, forcing her to spread her legs wider to accommodate a place for it.
"Maya? You home, kiddo?" Shawn's voice suddenly came from down the hall. "Your mom told me you got off work early."
And they froze.
"Shit!"
They must not have heard the apartment door open. Without hesitation, Lucas got off of her and stumbled off the bed, snatching up his discarded clothes from the floor and racing into her closet. Maya scrambled to pull the covers up and dove right under them, bundling herself up and tugging them up to her chin.
As much as she hated that they had to stop, Shawn was very against their relationship; he'd made it clear he didn't trust Lucas with Maya. In fact, he'd been the one the least okay with Lucas dating Maya, and she knew he wouldn't be happy with them having sex. Plus, it was just the idea of Shawn knowing she was having sex with Lucas that gave her pause. He was like a father to her, and Maya sure as hell didn't want Shawn to know those intimate details of her romantic life.
Lucas had just clicked the closet door shut when Shawn knocked on her room door.
"Maya? You there? I thought I heard some jumping around?"
"Yeah I'm here." He cracked open the door, popping his head through it. She sincerely hoped he couldn't smell the scent of sex that was sort of clinging to her comforter. She didn't know how far the scent had travelled around her room, but she knew she'd never be able to live past the awkwardness that could ensue if he came to realize the smell. "Hey Shawn."
"Your face is red. You feeling okay?" he asked in concern.
"Uh, maybe a little sick." She cleared her throat for good measure, pretending like she had a tickle in it.
"Damn. I found this great new bar off of seventeenth and I wanted to see if you wanted to check it out." He winked. "Of course, we'd keep it a secret from your mom."
Maya smiled sheepishly. She would have loved to go bar hopping with Shawn—especially since he didn't badger her about using her fake—had she not already had important plans with her boyfriend. Plans that she could slowly see going down the drain.
"You know… I think I'm just going to take a nap."
"Alright. You know when your mom is coming home?" Shawn asked.
"Probably in an hour," Maya said, hoping that he would decide to go visit Katy so they could head home together.
Shawn checked his watch with a frown. "That soon? I guess I should just wait here then."
"Oh, that's not necessary," Maya quickly tried to interject, growing more worried that she and Lucas wouldn't be able to pick back up where they left off. "She'd probably appreciate you picking her up from work."
"But you're not feeling well. I'll stay just in case you need me."
Great. That was definitely not what she needed to happen right now.
"Hooray," Maya said faux enthusiastically, slumping under her covers.
"I'll make you some soup when you wake up from your nap." Shawn pulled her door closed and left. "Holler if you need me."
A few seconds later, Lucas cautiously opened the door of her closet, peeking out before walking back into the main part of her room. He'd pulled his boxers up completely, but was still holding his clothes in his arms, probably unsure whether they'd be able to return to their prior activities. He must have sensed the resignation in her expression because he sighed dejectedly.
"Maya, I'm going to die if this keeps happening to me. Men are not created to sustain blue balls multiple days in a row."
Poor Lucas looked so worn down and annoyed, and she could only imagine how terrible it was for him to not get some release from her multiple times that week. Maya was just as irritated by the continued interruptions. She just wanted one good evening so they could do their business. She wanted to make it up to him, but there was no way that would be a safe bet now that Shawn was around. And Maya didn't want Lucas to get castrated. They'd have a real problem on their hands then.
"Lucas, I'm sorry. There's nothing I can do. Shawn is probably a bloodhound regarding these things, and I don't trust myself to do this quietly." Maya sat up, shrugging apologetically. "Did you at least get something out of it? How far were you in?"
"Barely the tip." Lucas ran a hand through his hair tiredly. Maya sighed, blowing on a strand of hair in the middle of her face and watching it flop back down. "These interruptions are bad for my mental health."
"We'll do it tomorrow. I promise."
"I hope that's true." He put on his shirt and jeans quickly before slipping on his shoes. He winced as he stooped over and Maya could easily see just how bad of a tent he had pitching the front of his pants. This was her fault. "You're killing me, Maya."
She did find it unfortunate that he had to deal with a raging boner chafing against his pants, but she couldn't lie that it was kind of amusing that he had to sneak around through the night concealing said boner.
"Hey Maya?" Shawn called out from the living room in confusion. "Whose duffel bag is this?"
"I think that's my cue to leave," Lucas said, eyeing the door warily. "I'll see you tomorrow, Shortstack."
"I'll bring your bag to school."
He gave her a quick kiss on her forehead and then hurried to leave through the fire escape. Maya laid her head back down on her pillow, watching him disappear into the early evening and sighing in annoyance.
They'd been so close. She'd been so close to finally having sex only for their chance to get robbed. She was still tingling in anticipation down there, and it didn't help that she could still vividly remember the way his cock had felt all hot and urgent against her folds as he slowly pushed his way in. She was painfully turned on and there was no way she would be getting any relief tonight unless she took care of it herself.
Grumbling under her breath, Maya slipped her hand between her legs to take care of herself.
Dammit.
She'd had enough of these lost chances.
Tomorrow it would happen, come hell or high water.