#no one rlly talks about this aspect of inexperienced sex tho

[kingkat12]

sweet and innocent (roman godfrey x reader)

WARNINGS: 18+, dry-humping, biting, marking, teens being horny lol (everyone is legal dw)

summary: attempting to keep your hormones in check might be the hardest task of all-- it usually doesn't end the way you think it will. then again, when have you and Roman ever been able to control yourselves, anyway?

word count: 433 (teeny tiny friday treat!)

a/n: the real ones know that this is the fun part of sex lol, this might be an odd one but i needed to get this out of my brain... enjoy!!!

"Ouch," Roman breathed, an airy laugh following.

Hearing him groan like that made me realize what the fuck I was doing-- I had been so blinded by my arousal that I had sunk my teeth into his shoulder. It was certainly a reflex which I didn't know I had, and it was all crashing down on me as Roman pressed a kiss to my temple.

His voice was all raspy today, still a little breathless; "Wanna bite me, baby? Wanna hurt me?"

Everything came crashing down on me-- the way my legs were wrapped around him, how my arms were draped around his body, how desperate I was beneath him.

However, could you blame me?

Since I wasn't too keen on having my first time with my parents on the other side of the wall, and also because we were never at Roman's place, our usual make-out sessions had somehow morphed into... whatever this was. Our efforts at keeping our teenage hormones under wraps had failed miserably.

This, however, was next level from anything we had done before-- we were practically in our underwear (if you don't count the socks) with his hard, clothed cock grinding into the apex of my thighs, my soaked panties, brushing against my clit with every thrust. I really had no idea how we ended up like this, and how this was the third time we had allowed this to happen; all I knew was that it felt amazing.

It felt sweet, innocent-- good.

Good enough to drive me into a frenzy, biting down on his shoulder with no thought in mind other than the pleasure.

So I slowly laid my head back down on the pillow, feeling my cheeks burn with embarrassment. "Sorry," I mumbled, trying my hardest not to think about how much I wanted him to move again. "Just-- Just forget that."

Roman hummed, pondering whether to let it slide as he glanced at the fresh bite mark on his shoulder. It was tiny compared to the rest of him, and the sight almost made me shiver-- there was something thrilling about marking him. Knowing he was still walking around with two old hickeys on his collarbones, having asked for them, made me further dizzy-- he liked being mine. 

He liked it a lot, actually. He just wouldn't confess to it so openly. 

Which is why I didn't expect him to retaliate in typical Roman fashion; "I might just have to bite you back for that," 

"Don't you dare!"

"I might," he said, eyes darkening as a sinister laugh built in his throat. "Not now, not today... But I might."

And so it begun-- a new scare.

Fuck.