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We both walk into one of the rooms in the house, me stumbling, him holding the door open for me- constantly wary I may tumble. He watches me as I lay on the bed. I am as drunk as I have ever been and having freshly watched a horror movie easily susceptible to sudden bursts of fear. I have asked him to come upstairs with me until I have fallen asleep as I am tired but scared, he agreed. I lay down on the bed and pat the pillow next to me, “come here”, He follows my instructions. He is sitting somewhat rigidly- my drunk self doesn’t appreciate this, I grab him by the arm and pull him down to my level. We are lying side by side, I am looking at the ceiling and he is looking at me, studying my side profile and the nape of my neck.

“I’m going to the toilet. I won’t ask you to come with me but be here when I’m back”. Thankfully the girl has an en suite, I walk in and stare at myself in the mirror. I fix my boobs which are propped up in a pretty lace bra that I got on sale in VS- I’m wearing a low cut body suit with some jeans. My figure looks amazing. I get rid of some of the smudged mascara under my eyes. I look around for some makeup- a stray concealer will have to do so I reapply some under my eyes. I also swirl some listerine and then do what I came in here to do- pee. When I come back in he is slightly more relaxed, his hands folded behind his neck and his legs slightly crossed. His shirt has lifted a little and is revealing a tiny slither of skin that makes the butterflies in my stomach go wild.

“All done”.

He turns to his side just as I resume my position next to him. I gesture at the light and he reaches over and switches it off, revealing himself even more. It’s all dark now but there is still a ray of light coming in from outside- perfect for my viewing pleasure without the harshness of a full chandelier.

“For the record I didn’t want to watch the movie but everyone called me a pussy and now I’m here being babied by you”. I’m focusing very hard on not slurring my words but the cocktail of alcohols I took earlier are making their mark. Only one part of me is sober- the one that knows I’ve wanted him for over a year- the one that got me drunk enough to give me the confidence for this moment in the first place.

He chuckles, his laugh is deep and hearty and rumbles through my core.

“I’m not babying you, and anyway... I don’t mind doing it”

“I wasn’t implying you did... anyone would be lucky to be in your position right now” for a second I think I’ve gone too far but he leans slightly closer and says, “they would be”. More butterflies- they’re going wild and so am I.

I slip the blanket over the two of us- the goosebumps on my arm are hard to ignore and I’ve been outside for most of the night so the warmth is welcome.

“Hug me” it’s not a weird request, we’ve hugged before but never before while lying down- never so intimate. He obliges- assuming his usual awkward nature I thought he would just put an arm around my shoulders but he scoots right up to me I turn to my side and he slots into his position as big spoon perfectly. I’m going wild inside and I’m not sure I can contain myself anymore.

I move back to close the gap between us- I expect him to move back but he presses his body up against mine as a response. I lift up my midriff and he slots his arm under me. I slot my cold feet back in between his and finally, We are one. I can feel his warm breath on my neck.

If this goes nowhere further tomorrow and the rest of our days as best friends may get very weird. Even though I am drunk and off my rocker I am willing my brain to remember every moment, everything I felt. He is dead sober and I know he’ll be replaying this moment in his mind for years to come.

“Did you see the way she sat in him? Unnecessary and completely overbearing- I wanted to slap her” talking about the girl whose house, and bed we were in. Neither of us were big fans of her, my previous best friend and his ex, we didn’t harbour great feelings for her but we both managed to stay pretty close to her.

“He looked so uncomfortable bless him, he must have been in excruciating pain sitting under all of that” I feel every word he says it before it even becomes vocalised. As someone who suffered an eating disorder and two major weight losses I wouldn’t normally approve of this humour but this girl ripped his heart out chewed it twice and spat it back out, I hate her in more ways than one. I laugh- I have nothing else to add and I’m scared I’ll say something that will mess up this moment. I’m running my fingers along his forearm and he has cupped my stomach. Mind you I’ve been working diligently on making sure there is nothing to cup- even as I lay on my side I am perfectly flat- I’m constantly hungry and work out too much but nothing feels better than the confidence from this new body. He was worried for me for a bit when I first came back from summer almost half my size but he enjoys my new body almost as much as I do. He himself is a frequent gym goer- especially now in this moment I can feel him muscles tense and un tense- his arms, abdomen and thighs. I press even further against him, I can feel every inch of him against my ass. I’m not sure if he’s just huge or I’ve done enough to excite him so I move even closer. I feel a slight twitch and the pressure against my behind grows- he really truly is enormous. I wonder if I should turn around and make the first move but he answers my question for me by nuzzling his face in the space between my collar bone and jaw- not long after I feel his lips on my skin. There are fireworks going off inside me. I let out a whimper- I’ve never been this intimate with a boy- especially not one I’ve wanted so passionately. He laughs- he loves teasing me- I can already tell he’s going to make me wild before he gives me any form of satisfaction. I’ve made it no secret what domination makes me feel like- I’m sure he’ll show me just how dominating he can be. He moved his hand from my stomach to my breast- between my recent growth and the padded bra I was wearing, there was plenty for him to grab. Another gasp. This time he makes a low groan of his own to match mine. I put my hand on his upper thigh and move it into the gap between our bodies. I slid it down to his length, now pressing eagerly against his length. Almost in a synchronised action to mine he slides his hand down to the zipper of my jeans. I regret wearing a bodysuit around about now but I thank the heavens for the full body wax I’d got just two days before. My body was ready as he undid my jean button and then the zip. He did it slowly to agonise me and my breaths were becoming shorter.

“It...i...theres... it’s a body suit” I manage. He puts his other hand to my lips to silence me and continues to caress my neck with his lips. Then in a single snap he undoes the snap button on my body suit. As he does so he brushes against my eager lips and another whimper escapes me. He laughs again. He slides his hand into my underwear and teases me. I can’t take much more so I turn my body around to face him. I hug his face with my hands and he leans down to reach me. Our first kiss, his first proper kiss. But he is good. He has both hands on my ass and I have one on his face and one on his chest. I can feel his heart beat and unlike his tough demeanour his heart tells a different story. I pushed him onto his back and began to straddle him, I could feel his erection pressing up against me. I move my hands to the bottom of his shirt and slowly begin to pull it up. He took his hands off me to finish removing his shirt. He has an incredible body- carved like a god and a layer of hair covered his chest and abs. He proceeds to remove my body suit which is already loose. He is gentle yet rough all at once. When he takes it off he pauses for a second to admire me, then he runs his hands along my stomach and up to my boobs which he cups.

“Wow. I love your tits”

That sent lightning bolts down my spine. His rough persona in bed contrasted his gentle self so perfectly I could cry. I was aching with need for him. He reached behind me and undid my bra. I was nervous for this- I hated my nipples I thought them much too big for my boobs but they were rock hard now and he didn’t seem to mind as I let the straps fall then slowly pulled the bra from me and let my boobs go free. He cupped them yet again and ran his thumbs around my nipples in circles.

I was whimpering again so I leaned down to kiss him. I moved down from his lips to his chin and then to his neck. I made a trail of kisses all the way to the top of his jeans. I looked up at him to make sure he was comfortable with what I was about to do. His face was already contorted with pleasure and I took that as my cue to undo his jeans and pull them down. He quickly removed them with me still on him and lay back down. I ran my hands along his underwear. He let out a choked noise- I liked teasing almost as much as he did, if not more. I kissed around the band of his underwear and proceeded to pull it down. All nine rock hard inches of him bounced out of his Calvin Kleins. I had never done this before but I’d watched more than enough porn to know exactly what I wanted. In a last ditch attempt to tease him I kissed from the base to the tip. I then focused on his tip for a few seconds before attempting to fit him in my mouth. I was more successful than I had hoped and the sounds coming from him confirmed that. He put his hands in my hair and began to press me down onto him- I loved this. After a while I could feel him succumbing so I worked even harder- using my hands and tongue to give him the best experience I could. After a few minutes I felt him release into the back of my throat. I looked up at him triumphantly. He looked ecstatic. An animal energy radiated from him. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me up onto him again. He proceeded to kiss me aggressively, even possessively until he flipped me around. He pinned my arm above my head. This was what really got me going and he knew this. I let a low moan escape me. He kissed down from my neck to my breast where he spent a considerable amount of time before moving down to the top of my jeans. He looked up at me and I nodded- or as close to a nod as I could muster. He undid my jeans and threw them across the room where they landed on the vanity with a noise. I was wearing see through lace underwear. It made me look and feel great. He used his teeth to partially remove them before proceeding to half rip them off of me. He uses his fingers to pin my legs to either side of me. He used his tongue to open me up. It took him eleven minutes to bring me to ultimate ecstasy. I was so loud I was sure someone would walk in, at one point he moved one hand from my thigh and clamped my mouth shut. When I finally came he was so proud of himself that he fell into a fit of laughter. By that time he was hard all over again but I didn’t make a move to re-engage as I didn’t want to have sex yet and I was sure my body would betray me if I did. I went to the toilet- wiped off my makeup and brushed my teeth with some toothpaste on my finger. I tied my hair up in a pony tail above my head and walked back in- stark naked. I decided against looking for my clothing so I picked my panties off the floor and put them on again- he was watching as he stroked himself so I put on a show. I ran my hands over my boobs and the rest of my body. I turned around to reveal my behind- arguably my best feature- and his favourite. I’d put on enough of a show that by the time I’d found his shirt to cover myself he had come again and was ready to sleep. I passed him his boxers so we wouldn’t be entirely indecent when someone eventually walked in and lay beside him. He reached over me to grab the blanket and put it over us. I fell asleep after kissing him passionately as a goodnight. Curled up against his chest, my legs in between his legs and one of them over the top of me.

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