Harry: "I-I'm scared," you admitted, shaking, down to just your undergarments. Harry stopped and pulled away from you gently, only concern in his eyes. "Love," he bent down and kissed your nose, "We don't have to do that if you don't want to. But I just want you to know, I love you. Whenever this happens, I'm not going to hurt you, I love you too much." You nodded, suddenly feeling better, "I'm ready Harry, I love you, too."
Zayn: "AaaahAAHHH," you couldn't help but whimper at bit as Zayn entered you. Zayn stopped, bending closer to your face and kissing away a few tears. "It's okay," he crooned, "Just look at me, don't focus on it. It'll feel better soon, I promise."
Liam: "Are you sure? Are you sure this is what you want? Because if it is, that's great, you know? That's, um, fine. But I don't want you to feel pressured, if that's not what you're, like, feeling-" You cut Liam off with a hard kiss. "Li," you giggled, "You won't hurt me. I want this. I love you." Liam chuckled, "I love you too, babe."
Louis: "Okay, [Y/N]," Louis whispered to you, "I'm not going to lie, this is going to hurt a little, okay? But I just want you to relax, and focus on me. It'll feel good soon. I promise." You nodded and gently gripped onto Louis' biceps. He kissed you gently as he pushed in, and it hurt, but it turned to pleasure quickly.
Niall: "Was that okay? Are you okay? I didn't hurt you, did I?" Niall gently scanned your face for signs of discomfort as you both finished. You giggled, laying down on Niall's damp chest. "Ni," you smiled, kissing his neck, "That was great." "Really?" Niall brightened. "Yes," you laughed, "Do you want a gold star?" "No," he kissed your nose, "But if you happened to humble brag in front of the boys, that'd be great."
