Jo
I rubbed Lena's arm, grinning at Dad as he opened his presents.
"I wish you guys wouldn't spend money on me," he muttered, pulling a box out of the bag.
"I heard you're a whiskey man," Lena said, smiling.
"And how did you get your hands on whiskey?" He asked, "you look sixteen, at oldest."
Lena just giggled and sat upright. "Logan, my brother got it. I paid him for it."
Adora looked at Lena. "He means that as a compliment."
"You kids are taking being told you look young as a bad thing?" Dad asked, looking at her.
She giggled, shaking her head. "Not me."
I smiled and nodded towards the bag. "My contribution's in the bottom."
"What was it?" Lena asked, looking up at me.
I just nodded towards the bag again, chuckling as he pulled out a box of condoms.
"How sweet it is of you to assume we're the same size," he deadpanned, looking over at me.
I laughed and he shook his head. "Why?"
"I thought I should give them to someone who'd actually use them," I chuckled out, "since I'm not."
Lena just looked up at me and her lips parted, her eyes wide.
She stood up and I just furrowed my brows, looking at Adora. "What did I say?"
Fred just covered his mouth with a laugh, making Alexis slap his arm.
Dad just looked at me, nodding towards the stairs. "You should go talk to her."
I stood up and ran upstairs, stopping in my doorway. I just bit down on my lip and saw her standing at my bed, her arms folded over her chest.
I cautiously stepped inside and closed the door behind me.
"If I said something wrong, I'm sorry."
"Jo, not being enough for you, trust me, that's enough," she said, looking up at me, "not being enough for you in your dad's eyes-"
"He knew long before that," I said, "and he's proud of me for it, you know."
"He's proud of his son who's been sexually inactive for eight months now?" She deadpanned, making me nod up at her as I sat down on my bed.
"He knows," I said, grabbing her hand, "sometimes it takes that."
I pulled her into me and stood up, brushing a chunk of hair away from her forehead. "And you're enough for me, I promise you. More than enough."
She just looked up at me and back down, making me grab her jaw.
"Hey," I said, "I don't want to hear that bullshit ever again."
She just looked up at me with a smile, making me smile and press a kiss to her lips.
I just pulled away from her and nodded, my hand resting in the curve of her back. "You're good?"
She nodded and wrapped her arms around my middle, making me close my eyes at the feeling of her wrapped around me. It was easily one of the best feelings I'd ever felt or be able to feel.
I rubbed her hair and pressed a kiss to her head. "You want to go home?"
She pulled away from me and nodded, smiling a small smile. "Yeah."
I nodded and grabbed her hand, jogging downstairs with her.
"Hey, we're pulling out," I said, making Dad stand up.
"Thank you guys for coming," he said, wrapping an arm around my neck. He patted my back and let go of me, making Lena smile and give him a small hug.
"Thank you for the amazing gift, it will be put to use," he said, patting her shoulder.
She giggled and pulled away, making Adora stand up.
"Bye guys."
She embraced us both in a hug. "Be safe."
I nodded and Lena smiled up at me.
"Breakfast in the morning?" Alexis asked, making Lena nod.
I just grabbed her hand and opened the door, walking out of the house with her.
~*~
Lena
I shrugged out of my jacket and walked straight to my room, making Jo chuckle and follow me.
I threw my jacket on my bed and collapsed, making him hover above me with a smile.
I pulled his lips down to mine for a gentle kiss, raking my fingers through his extremely soft, dark locks.
"I need your hair care routine," I whispered against his lips, grasping his face.
He smiled against my lips. "Water."
I smiled and pulled away from him, looking up at him with admiration in my eyes that he could probably see.
"Seven months," I said, mostly to myself, but it came out.
"Seven months," he said, looking down at me.
"Can't believe I've put up with you for this long," I jokingly said, making him chuckle.
"Yeah, me either."
I just looked up at him, rubbing his cheek. "I need to get ready for bed."
He nodded and stood up, clearing his throat. I stood up as well and walked towards my closet, biting down on my lip.
I could see him standing at my dresser out of the corner of my eye. He was taking off his watch and his necklace that he wore every single day, without fail.
He turned around and our eyes met, making me purse my lips together.
He nodded towards the door and I felt my stomach nearly do a somersault.
"You can stay," I quietly said, making him stop in his tracks.
He just turned around to face me, his head tilted back.
"I'll go," he said, shooting me his defeated smile.
"I don't want you to," I said, unbuttoning the top few buttons of my dress.
"I'm going to cover my eyes," he said, and I could hear his voice crack in the slightest.
"I'll tell you when you can open," I quietly said, making him sit down on my bed and rest his head in his hands.
I just pulled my dress off and bit down on my bottom lip, looking down at my underwear set. I reached in my closet and grabbed a much cuter one that Alexis had talked me into buying, slipping into it rather than the generic white set.
I closed my eyes and inhaled, letting out my breath. Of course I was nervous.
"Y-you can open," I quietly said, twiddling my thumbs in front of my stomach.
He stood up and turned to face me, my eyes boring into him. He just looked at me and I'd never seen him look so weak.
I could see his chest rise with the breath he took in, his hands in his hair. "I can't."
"You can't what?" I asked, my bottom lip in between my teeth.
He shook his head, looking away from me. "When I come back in here, you're going to have clothes on."
I watched as he walked into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him, making me jump, even though I knew it was coming.
I felt tears well up in my eyes and for absolutely no reason- was I not enough for him?
I angrily pulled a robe off of the hanger and slipped into it, slamming my closet door shut so he'd know. He walked out of my bathroom and I grabbed the pillows that were piled up on my couch, throwing one at him.
"Couch is yours."
He just dropped the pillow and looked at me. "Lena, why are you crying?"
"Jo, I get it!" I yelled, "I'm not the most extravagant, I'm so aware of that, but the way you responded to-"
"You thought I didn't think you were extravagant?" He asked, cutting me off.
I just looked at him, my bottom lip quivering like a child's.
"Lena, the only reason I told you to have clothes on is because I knew what would happen if you didn't," he said, throwing his pillow down, "I don't think you want me to not be able to stop."
I just looked at him. "Maybe I do."
He walked towards me slowly. "Lena, you have no clue what you're saying."
"I'm asking you, Jo," I said, "no, actually, I'm not asking, I'm telling you."
He pressed me against the wall, making me untie my robe and let it pool at my feet.
"And what are you telling me?" He asked, our faces probably not even two inches from each other's.
I looked him in the eyes, catching my breath before actually saying it.
You're sure.
"I want you."
"Lena, don't," he whispered, dropping his head.
I grabbed his face and pulled his lips to mine, pressing a few small kisses to the corner of his mouth before pulling away.
"I do," I whispered, raking my fingers through his hair.
"I'm not going to be able-"
He stopped himself and grasped my hips, nestling his face in my neck.
"If this is about you feeling like you're not enough-"
"It's not that," I said, my eyes closed, "it's because I want you, Jo."
He pulled away from me and looked me in the eyes, making my heart begin to race.
"You can't say that and expect me to take it with a grain of salt."
"I don't want you to take it with a grain of salt," I whispered.
He gently pushed his leg in between mine, my back against the wall.
I dropped my head when I felt his leg brush against me, my hand wrapping around his wrist.
"You're sure?" He asked, his fingers brushing against my pelvic region.
"I'm sure," I said, making him boost me up into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he gently laid me down on the bed, hovering above me.
"I don't want to hurt you," he whispered, dropping his head.
"You won't," I said, "h-here."
I opened my drawer and pulled out a condom, holding it up to him. "Logan told me to keep these in here. Because I'd need them at some point."
Jo just smiled and threw it on the bed beside us, his hands on my hips. He let out a breath and I reached up, rubbing his jaw.
He looked down at me and trailed his hands down my sides, to my hips, and down to my thighs.
"God, Lena," he said, raking his hand through his hair.
I reached for his belt and he pushed my hand away, keeping it at my side as he leaned in to kiss me. I grasped his face and pulled his lips to mine, making him gently tug at my underwear.
I nodded and he pulled them down a bit, far enough to brush his knuckle against the inside of my thigh.
"First time's uncomfortable, everyone knows that," he muttered, making me smile against his lips.
"Well make it comfortable for me."
"That's going to take a lot of stretching-"
I couldn't help but to giggle and I trailed my hands down his abdomen, looking up at him.
"You sure you've never done this before?" He asked, grinning down at me.
"Positive."
I'd never been so bare in front of someone, and for some reason, I didn't feel uncomfortable, or insecure with Jo hovering above me. I felt secure and safe knowing that it was him.
He pressed his lips against mine yet again and I let out a quiet gasp when I felt his finger slip into me. I'd never even done this, even on my own.
"Just trying to help you out, baby," he said, his lips still against mine.
I wrapped my hand around his forearm, my eyes closing at the feeling of his finger moving inside of me.
I let out a breath and trailed my fingertips down his arm, grabbing his free hand. He slipped one more finger inside, his lips pressing against my neck.
I squirmed a bit. Not that it didn't feel good, but was I just not cut out for this?
"Kissing your neck, is that just the way to get you wet?"
My cheeks turned a bright shade of red. I just bit down on my bottom lip and he pulled his fingers out of me, pulling them up to his mouth. I unbuckled his belt for him, gently dropping it beside my bed after pulling it out of the belt loops.
He unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them down, making me instinctively close my eyes.
He chuckled and I opened them, seeing his hand wrapping around his hard-on straining at his underwear.
"That's going to hurt," I blurted.
He just looked down at me. "I know, baby, and I'm going to make it as comfortable as I can for you."
I just smiled up at him, nodding. "I-it's big."
He chuckled and pushed his underwear down, making my eyes close.
"Don't close your eyes," he whispered against my neck.
I cocked my head over and opened my eyes yet again, looking down at his length.
I felt myself almost panic as I watched him roll on a condom. He gently pulled my hips closer to him, and just his touch calmed me down.
"I'm assuming you don't have lube."
I shook my head.
He pulled open my drawer and I just gently stroked his arm with my fingertips, my eyes fixated on his concentrated face.
I looked down, reaching forward. I hesitantly wrapped my hand around his length, making him look down at me.
He pulled out what was lube, I was assuming.
"I don't think Logan stocked you up on lube, do you have some sex toys I'm not aware of?"
I giggled. "Absolutely not."
"Mm hmm," he muttered, "I bet you have one of those ten inch dildos. So I'm small compared to that."
I couldn't help but to giggle, shaking my head. "Absolutely not."
"About being small or the dildo?"
I pulled his lips down to mine and he placed the lube back on my nightstand. He braced his palms beside my arms and pulled away from me, looking down at me.
"You tell me if it's too much," he said, "I'll stop."
I nodded up at him and bit down on my lip. "I'm ready."
He rubbed my cheek one last time before positioning himself at my entrance, making me close my eyes and bite down on my bottom lip.
"You're ready?"
"I'm ready," I said, making him nod and slowly begin to push into me.
I squeezed my eyes shut and rested my hand on his bicep, squeezing his arm.
"Lena," he whispered, making me blink back tears. He wasn't wrong, it was hurting.
"It'll be over in a second."
"Just do it," I breathed out, "please."
He pushed in, my whimper mixing with his groan.
"Baby, relax," he whispered against my neck.
I steadied out my breathing, blinking back the tears that had formed. The pain was slowly but surely turning into pleasure.
I did as he told me to do- I relaxed. I let my tense shoulders and legs relax, and he smiled against my neck.
"There it is."
I just bit down on my bottom lip and nodded up at him, making him thrust his hips into mine.
It was gentle but enough for me to feel it.
"G-go faster," I said, trailing my hand down his bulky arm.
He did as I said, not going too fast. The pain had turned into utter pleasure at this point.
He reached up and grasped the top of my headboard, making me pull his lips down to mine. The feeling of him moving inside me, it was like we were exploring new horizons together.
The thought itself was orgasmic.
He moved his lips against mine in a way he hadn't before, the kiss was lust driven, but in the best way.
I raked my fingers through his hair, taking in the feeling of our bodies against each other's. He pulled his lips away from mine and unclipped my bra with his one free hand, throwing it across the room.
I pulled his lips back down to mine and wrapped my arm around his arm above my head, his hand still wrapped around my headboard.
I trailed my hands down his sides and to his hips, pulling them down to mine. He smiled against my lips and thrusted into me, making me bite down on his bottom lip.
He began to move at a pace that was almost too much but not quite there yet. He pulled his lips away from mine and dropped his head. He looked weak, and I'd only ever seen Josiah King look weak a few times.
"Lena," he muttered against my chest, his hands on my hips as he pushed his hips into mine.
I bit down on my lip and he reached down in between our bodies, making me gasp and jolt up off of the bed when I felt his fingers brush against my bud.
"Jo."
I looked down at our bodies, my hands still resting on his hips. I'd never felt such a feeling in the pit of my stomach, my breathing heavy.
He gave one last good thrust, his fingers working my bud over and that sent me into oblivion. Like the world stopped, my back arching up off of the bed. I felt myself constricting around him and he fell on top of me, groaning.
We sat in silence, in that very position for a solid two minutes. Our breathing heavy, his face against my chest.
I just closed my eyes and raked my fingers through his hair, gulping. He pulled away from me after a few seconds, looking me deep in the eyes.
"Are you okay?"
I looked up at him, nodding. "I am."
He cleared his throat and pulled out of me, making me suck in a breath at the sensitivity.
He rolled over next to me and I pulled the covers up over me.
He discarded his condom and threw it in the trash can beside my bed. He pulled the covers up over him and pulled me close, making me rest my head on his chest.
He rubbed my hair so gently, his hand brushing against my shoulder as he did so, and that sent me to sleep in his arms.
~*~
weLL
lol
just don't even
i don't even know
that happened
IT HAPPENED
why was it so romantic and cute i just wanted to cry the entire time I was writing it
also i was listening to a romantic as fuck song whilst writing so that's probably why
if y'all want to know it was draw your swords by angus and julia stone, it's one of the prettiest songs ever
welllll i hope u guys enjoyed. i can't even express my feelings rn
the morning after will be in the next chapter 👀 hehe
I loveeee you guys so much <3
hope u enjoyed!!!