Oh, but you are just a Child
Chapter One
Christopher's dad is currently out saving the world and stuff. He's not exactly a superhero. But he's considered an everyday Superhero by the city. He is to Christopher too. The fourteen year old has his friends over. Harry, May, and a childhood friend, Phillipa, or Pippa. She just turned fourteen, and she just moved closer to where Christopher's apartment complex is because she got moved into a different foster home. Harry and May have to leave, which leaves Christopher and Pippa on the couch together. Her legs are lying across his lap while she plays on her Nintendo Switch, he was doing homework. But now he just finds himself gawking at Pippa.
She's different from when he last saw her. A bit more mature in her features. Her cheekbones are more defined, her hair is longer, curly instead of frizzy. She's got breasts too. Not on display-display, but visible with her tank top because of the LA heat. She's wearing shorts. Her socks have pictures of cats on them though, it's cute. She's cute. He's just… gawking. Which Pippa inevitably notices.
"Christopher," she comments without looking up from her Switch. He just, 'hms?' in response. "I can feel your eyes burning a hole in the top of my head. If you have something to say, just say it. You want me to move my legs or leave your apartment?" No, no, don't do that. He just thinks she's really pretty.
"Nothing, you just uhm… you look different is all," he says quietly. To which her emerald eyes meet his, and she quirks a brow. "No-not in a bad way or anything, no! No you uhm… you look different in a good way. You know you kinda had a really big head there for a while. Grew into it." He tries to save himself with teasing. She scrunches her eyebrows together like 'dude what the heck?' "I'm… sorry."
She waves her hand and smiles. "If you think I'm pretty, you could just tell me," she winks.
"Wha- I wasn't gonna say you were pretty- I mean yeah you are but- well- I just mean-" he can feel his cheeks heat up as they turn a dark shade of crimson. Pippa just giggles and shakes her head before going back to playing Animal Crossing. He sinks further into the couch cushion. He's got it bad for her. He doesn't think she likes him. He's weird to most kids. Not that having a genuine illness is weird, it's just how the side effects of said illness appear to others and make him seem… less.
"You wanna know something, Christopher?" she asks sweetly, finally looking up from her game and setting it aside. She even crawls over to him and touches his face. "I think you're pretty too. I think you're really pretty, and I think you're funny. In fact, ya know, I really quite like you." Christopher doesn't know what will bulge out first. His eyes. His heart. Or… that lump in his khakis now-
"Woah," he whispers.
"Mhm," she hums and giggles before pulling Christopher into a kiss with his hand on the back of his skull. When she pulls away Christopher's mouth is hanging open comically, and the bulge in his pants is growing quite quickly. His cheeks are crimson and his eyes are wide. She really can't help but giggle at him, then looks down at the bulge in his khakis. "Oh, is that for me?" she wriggles her eyebrows.
Christopher lets out an embarrassing noise, like a mouse squeak. Pippa shakes her head and rolls her eyes. "Pip," he mumbles. This is embarrassing. He's gotten a few hard ons right in the morning. Or in the middle of class… Morning woods are ok. The ones in the middle of class for no reason just don't make sense. This one definitely makes sense it's just A BAD FRIGGIN TIME.
"Don't be embarrassed," she coos and giggles. "Don't worry, I'm wet. Just got panty-liner on so it doesn't seep through my underwear and mess them up again." It's happened a few times, she just slicks, or lets out normal vaginal discharge and it was bleaching her panties.
Christopher is still blushing madly. Pippa just smiles and gives him another little peck on the lips. This time, he finds himself and reciprocates. A boy he had a sleepover with taught him how to kiss. It was less awkward because he was only his friend, or at least less nerve racking. But Pippa makes a hum or surprise when Christopher begins kissing her with a proper kiss. In other words, when he initiates a make-out session.
The make out session lasts a long time. Like thirty minutes. There's some groping involved. Christopher is now getting increasingly more uncomfortable in his pants, and he doesn't miss the way Pippa is starting to squirm on his thigh. She pulls away from him and bites her lip. "You know… I got time. Foster parents don't usually care how long I stay out. Your dad's working overnight… I mean you ever…" she trails off.
"Ever what?" he asks dumbly.
"You ever had sex?" she asks quietly. His eyes widen a second time this evening and he looks at her like 'why did you ask me that'. She gives him that 'oh you know why I asked you that' face. His heart speeds up and he shakes his head no. "Good, I haven't either," she says. "Not really sure how it works entirely. An older foster sibling once told me that it comes naturally once you start. Sex ed just told me not to cos I'd die or something."
"You… want to have sex with me?" Of course he is not opposed to that idea. It's just really new. He's just gotten used to jerking off himself. She nods quietly, looking at him with puppy eyes that he knows are unintentional. "Yeah… we can.. We can have sex."
They go to Christopher's bedroom. He has a twin bed, but they're both small enough that they fit okay. Pippa has an anxious look on her face before she sits up, straddling Christopher's waist. She bites her lip while taking off her tank top, and then unclasping her bra and taking that off as well. And lastly, she takes off her shorts, and her underwear, sitting in front of Christopher fully exposed now.
Christopher sits up slowly and takes off his clothes. He has to stay sitting so they all come off properly, without injury, but he sits back fully naked in front of Pippa.
Pippa makes the first move, crawling over him and kissing him again. He keeps kissing her in a brain-melting way, but begins slowly touching her unclothed body. Very gently, just feather light touches while they get comfortable.
The sex is good. But not only good. It's gentle, it's sweet. It's new, and they're both hesitant and shy, but it comes naturally. They talk to each other softly while it happens, soft promises, making sure nobody is in pain. They touch each other, themselves. They've had sex ed, but Christopher doesn't pull out, doesn't think about it.
And when they're finished, Pippa lays down next to him with her head on his chest. He plays with her long hair, and she runs her nails through his short curls and over his scalp. She's tired, and half asleep. Their naked bodies are hot and sweaty and pressed up against one another. Christopher finds himself dosing as well. And before too long, they're both conked out, both snoring quietly, and very, very happy with what they've just done. They're young, but neither one has immediate regret. It really did feel right.
Maddie comes to check on them because Hen texted her that Philipa didn't come home when she said she would. She knocks on Christopher's closed bedroom door, and when he doesn't answer, she, rightfully, gets really worried. She opens up the door after unlocking it with her fingernail. She finds Christopher and Pippa in his bed under the covers. She can't see that either of them are unclothed. And it seems innocent enough because they're fourteen. She texts Hen and sends a picture. She receives a facepalm emoji and a thumbs up + thank you.
She lets them stay there and leaves, locking the door behind her. Buck comes to check on them in the morning, she knows they'll be fine.
When Buck comes to check on them the next morning, both Christopher and Pippa have a look that he knows all too well. That dazed, after-sex look. "Oh dear God. You did NOT," he shouts. Both teens look up at him guiltily. He rubs his temple. "I don't- I don't wanna know any specifics. Just tell me y'all were both safe? Diaz will kill me if he finds out this happened on his overnight shift because nobody was here to watch you." They both just awkwardly nod and hide themselves in their cereal bowls.