#I THINKKK ryx sounds better? between the two

[nyxypoo]

we got rye x nyx yuri before gta 6

practice makes perfect

featuring: nyx & rye contents: this is kinda goofy ngl, bsf to lovers? yuri yuri yuri, no mention of me bcs i feel weird writing my own name lol, smooching ehehe did i mention yuri a/n: written in your pov bb @nyxypoo <3 <800 wc

"wait, come again?"

the red tint on your cheeks grows tenfold, embarrassment coursing through you as she looks at you in bewilderment. "i'm not repeating that," you huff, turning away from her gaze.

she's not having it, however, with how she's putting her hands on your shoulders, dramatically shaking you as she audibly expresses her surprise at your lack of… experience.

"no, no, what do you mean you haven't made out with anyone before?! that's atrocious, nyx!" she shrieks, still in disbelief. unable to go against her relentless hold, you exclaim with a slight groan, "i'm being serious! why are you so shocked anyway - and stop shaking me already!"

her hands drop from your shoulders, now crossing against her chest in mild indignation. "of course i would be shocked! we're not kids anymore so i thought you've had at least one or two passionate kisses with some people or some shit, i don't know. and you're like - so cool and amazing and so pretty! if it were me, i would've wanted to kiss you too, so why—"

a burst of flaming heat returns to your face. "wait, what?"

"what?" she halts, head tilting to the side in confusion as you stumble over your words, "y-you just said…" soft strands of hair brush against her shoulder from the movement, causing you to absently stare at it just for a brief moment.

she shrugs and bites down on her lips, glancing around the room for no particular reason. "yeah, i said what i said." a sudden quietness takes over the room then, and the bed the two of you are lounging on suddenly feels a tad too big, your heart skipping one too many beats the longer the silence stretches.

"…do you wanna practice with me?" the out of the blue-question has you snapping your head to her, eyes widening as your mouth gapes open. you're about to stutter out a reply when she speaks again, a sheepish look taking over her face, "'s just an offer, so you don't have to say yes, obviously—"

epiphany washes through you then, your mind suddenly realizing that this is something you'd want for yourself too. "yes," you interrupt her lest she makes another flirty yet awkward comment that could leave both of you flushing red like the virgins you are.

she blinks once - twice, her eyes glistening from the dim light of the table lamp on the nightstand. "oh! o-okay then… uh, right now?" you giggle slightly at the slight falter, "sure."

her head perks up at that before she slowly moves closer on her hands and knees. "let me know if i'm making you uncomfortable, okay?" she carefully says, gaze solely focused on you as the distance between you gradually shrinks. never, not when it's you, you'd wanted to say but you give her a nod anyway, distracted by the fact that her lips are just a hair's breadth away.

your heart rattles in your chest as she slides her knees in between yours and trails a hand from your thigh up to your cheeks before her fingers lightly splays over your jaw, a thumb ghosting over your bottom lip.

after what feels like forever, she finally makes the softest, almost shy brush of her lips against yours. a small sigh unknowingly leaves you from the contact, and you can feel the smile growing on her mouth. "don't hold back, nyxy," that is the only warning you get before she kisses you wholly, swallowing the gasp that you make.

she lets out a hum, the vibration sending you into a haze as she tenderly holds your face in her hands, your very own tentatively settle to rest on her waist. carried away by the passion, you'd noticed a bit later that the two of you are now laying on the bed, hovered over as she cages you in.

there are butterflies fluttering around in your stomach, and your body heats up as you move against her with a purpose. following her lead, your lips glide in a sweet, ardor-filled fervour as a million thoughts cloud your brain.

she pulls away eventually, and you resist from making a tiny sound of refusal when the heat of her body leaves your proximity. something else makes up for it though, for you find yourself feasting your eyes on the sight of her blushed neck and even redder cheeks.

she holds herself up with her arms, a breathless chuckle escaping from her slightly swollen lips. the corner of her eyes crinkle with mirth as she murmurs, "i knew you'd look so pretty underneath me,"

safe to say you'd decided to spent a crazy amount of time practising after that.

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