"Baby, don't look so tense, we're just buying lube," I said loudly, Milo giving me a look as he hastily clamped his hand over my mouth. I giggled into his palm, a fellow shopper skirting around us with a questioning side glance.
We were currently at a local pharmacy, manoeuvring our way through the colourful aisles trying to find the fun stuff. Earlier, I had waltzed up to an employee ready to ask them where the condoms and lube were, but Milo had pulled on my arm quickly, tugging me along as we wandered through the store aimlessly.
Since I hadn't been outside in about a week, getting some fresh air and sunlight did wonders for my mood, alongside the prospect of finally having sweet, blissful sex with Milo.
"Shut up, C!" Milo hissed, only making me laugh more, the sound muffled by my boyfriend's hand.
"Mmkay," I said against his hand, tugging at the sleeve of his hoodie, his hand finally dropping from my mouth. I smiled as Milo took my hand again as we continued to look for the ever-elusive lube. "You know, we could be out of here a lot faster if you just let me ask someone."
"No," Milo said, grimacing.
"Aw, there's nothing to be embarrassed about, baby," I said, swinging our joined hands happily as I skipped ahead, pulling Milo around to a secluded corner of the store behind a shelf of adult diapers. Mm. Sexy.
I grinned widely as I moved Milo's hands to my hips, slinging my arms around his neck. Craning my own neck up, I sealed our mouths together in a kiss that was definitely not appropriate for a pharmacy in the early hours of the afternoon. Milo froze, and I could just feel him warring with himself, wanting to pull away but also wanting to get closer, if his enthusiastic tongue gave me any indication.
"C... We're in the store..." Milo breathed out, detaching our mouths for a brief second, which I did not allow.
"No, no, come back here," I laughed, pulling his head down and capturing his mouth again, Milo letting out a sound that was somewhere between a groan and a resigned sigh. My fingers carded through Milo's hair as his hands smoothed over the back of my hoodie, passing over the fabric that covered my wing scars, which tingled at the touch. His hands wandered downwards, fingers slipping under the hem of my shirt, naturally cold hands brushing my lower back and making me gasp into his mouth.
"Ahem."
Milo immediately jumped, hands flying off me as he turned around abruptly. An unimpressed employee was standing there, peering at us through her glasses with a flat expression. She was attempting to wheel a cart of boxes down the aisle - ah, more ultra-absorbent adult diapers - and we were evidently blocking her way.
"Oops, sorry! We'll get out of your way. Oh, but first, do you mind directing us to where the lube is?" I said sweetly, sliding my arms around Milo's waist, his back pressing against my chest. I hopped up onto my toes slightly to rest my chin on his shoulder, Milo stiffening as the girl just stared at us.
"Sure. Aisle two, on the left," the girl eventually said, fingers tapping on the metal handle of the cart. "There's currently a two-for-one deal on Durex products. You guys look like you need it."
"Oh, really? Our lucky day then. Thanks for your help!" I said, Milo looking positively mortified as I heaved him along to aisle two, also known as the Aisle of Heavenly Miracles.
"How do you do that?" Milo muttered to himself, looking like he wanted the ground to swallow him up there and then.
"What? We're customers, she's an employee, and I'm just asking where to find a wonderful little product that they sell so my boyfriend can fuck me," I said, batting my eyelashes as my mouth spouted profanities. Milo choked on his own breath as I grinned, before letting out a happy cheer when we found the lube section.
"C..."
"Hm? Did you have any preferences, baby? Gotta be water or silicone based, don't want to mess up those condoms. I mean, I'm clean but better to be safe than sorry. Don't need any warts on my peen. Hm, but if you wanna use toys then water based lube is probably better, those things are expensive. Ooh, this is the special that lovely employee was talking about. I'll grab one of those, and... Do you want something flavoured, Milo?" Silence. "Hello? Milo? What do you want?"
"I want you to fuck me," Milo suddenly dropped, the words coming out of his mouth in a rush.
The bottle of lube I was holding in my hands dropped to the floor with a clatter, rolling to a stop against my foot.
"You want me to fuck you?!" I shouted, my noise followed by the sound of things dropping from other aisles, my words clearly echoing through the entire store. At my own words I felt my cock stir in interest, some very vivid images springing to mind.
Fingering Milo's ass. Licking Milo's ass. Burying my cock in Milo's ass. Fuck.
Fuck.
"Shut up, C!" Milo said, quickly grabbing the dropped lube from the ground in a hurry and grabbing another random bottle from the shelf as part of the two-for-one deal. With the bottles of lube in one hand, and my forearm in another, Milo bulldozed our way through to the cash register, feet tapping on the floor agitatedly. The cashier didn't even have time to ask us if we wanted a receipt before Milo had snatched up the lube and shoved the bottles into his pocket, dragging me back to his car.
The moment Milo closed the door on the driver's side, I grabbed his arm shaking him wildly.
"You want me to fuck you?! As in, stick my dick inside you?! Inside your butt?!" I asked, my words almost having a slight lisp to them with how fast I was speaking. My hands were flailing around in the air, making motions as if I was caressing Milo's beautiful ass, my index finger thrusting forwards into nothing as I gesturally tried to wrap my mind around Milo's proposition.
It wasn't that I hadn't thought about it, because I definitely had, but whenever I thought about us sleeping together it usually ventured down the road of me bottoming for him. Considering it was his first time having sex with anyone, I figured that he would be more comfortable giving it rather than taking it. Even experienced people often balked at the idea of anal sex - which was beyond me, but to each their own - and here Milo was, so frigid and virginal and so fucking hot talking about how he wanted me to fuck him and-
Ohhhh, shit.
"Oh mein Gott, please shut up," Milo groaned, dropping his head against his steering wheel, only to set off his horn, making the both of us, as well as everyone else in the parking lot, jump.
"Milo! You can't just say stuff like that out of nowhere! Jesus, you made me pop a semi in the store, oh my God," I said, laughing wildly as Milo's eyes widened, immediately dropping to my pants.
"You... I... Uh..." Milo stammered, unable to look away from the slight bulge in my tight jeans that were only growing tighter.
"Stop staring! You might give Fleety Jr performance anxiety!" I said, pushing Milo's face away as I willed my member to calm down. Calm. Calm. Fleety Jr, you have to calm down. If you tire yourself out now, you won't be able to hold up tonight when you're shoved ten ways up Milo's ass... No, no! Bad penis, bad penis! Calm down! Calm down!
"C..."
"No! Don't talk to me! Just drive home quickly, I need to have a shower. A cold shower," I said, pulling down the handbrake for Milo, closing my eyes to try and think about anything other than having sex with Milo.
It didn't work.
Mind over matter my ass.
***
One cold shower later, I had managed to calm my ravenous dick down, but there was still the thrum of anticipation racing through my veins as I towelled myself off. I had probably jacked up the water bill quite a bit considering how long I took in there, and my lengthy shower did the nation's depleted water resources no favours, but it was hard (literally and figuratively) to calm down when Milo was downstairs with two bottles of lube stuffed in his clothes.
I wouldn't say I was nervous. Not when it was with Milo. I was just worried that it wouldn't be good, and I really didn't want to fuck this up with Milo. It's not that I had never had anal sex - I had with some girls who were into it - but never with a guy, and never with someone as important to me as Milo.
It probably didn't help that my first experience receiving anal wasn't crash hot; Asshole Alex hadn't been very delicate in the ways of penetrative sex, and thought that wriggling two fingers in my ass for a whole ten seconds was enough prep. It wasn't, and it hurt like a bitch. Eventually, I had worked out how to loosen myself up properly, and then, yes, being fucked was fan-fucking-tastic.
I wanted Milo to have a good experience from the beginning, though.
With a towel draped over my head, I made my way back downstairs. Milo was sitting cross-legged on my couch with his glasses perched high on his angular nose, nibbling absent-mindedly on his thumb as his eyes scanned a lengthy slab of text. Was he studying? Right now?
How super not sexy.
"Whatcha reading?" I asked, hopping over the back of the couch so sit next to my boyfriend. Milo jumped, slamming his laptop shut, making me blink at him curiously. "Oh, how suspicious. Were you watching porn?"
"No!" Milo said, scandalised. "I was just... studying..."
Obviously he was not studying, considering the way he had hidden what he was reading so quickly. I stared at Milo unrelentingly, slowly towelling my hair dry. Milo gulped, avoiding my gaze before eventually letting out a heavy sigh, flipping his laptop open again. Leaning into his shoulder to look at the lengthy text better, my mouth dropped open when I saw what he was looking at, pulling my towel off my head.
High fibre diet... Avoid eating an hour before... Must use copious lube... Condoms... Adequate prepping... Take care with enemas...
Oh.
"You were... looking at how to prepare for anal sex?" I asked slowly, Milo blushing while nodding stiffly. I stared at the profile of Milo's face in awe, my heart thundering as I wondered how I got so lucky to have found someone like him, who looked like that but was so pure and gentle at heart.
Milo couldn't seem to meet my gaze, embarrassed, and it completely tugged at my heart.
"Fuck, I love you," I said quickly, Milo's eyes finally turning to me, wary.
"I, uh, I've obviously never... done... this... but I want it to be good. For you. Because you've obviously done it with other people who knew what they were doing, and-"
"Baby, baby, please shut up for a second," I said, pushing Milo's laptop screen down and pushing it off his lap to make space for me. Climbing onto his lap, I slung my arms around his shoulders, knocking his forehead with mine softly. "Firstly, no one really knows what they're doing. Even if you've had a shit ton of sex, it can still be really fucking awkward. Trust me."
Milo answered with a short grunt, making me smile and compelled to press a kiss to the tip of his nose.
"Secondly, forget about everyone else. You're not everyone else, you're you. You don't need to compare yourself to anyone, but since you seem to can't seem to help yourself, just know that you're already better than everyone else combined," I said, Milo cracking a small smile and rolling his eyes. "Don't roll your eyes! I'm serious!"
"Sure," Milo said, not entirely convinced. Sighing, I kissed Milo's mouth - the touch was nothing scandalous, no messy tangle of tongues. It was chaste, sweet, and comforting, but with a touch of a promise of what was to come later.
"I get that you're nervous, and it honestly only makes me love you more, if that's possible," I said, Milo laughing breathily. "So if you're more comfortable with topping, I really don't mind, Milo."
"No, no, I don't want to..." Milo started, before stopping and rephrasing himself. "It's not that I don't want to... do that... to you. I do. But for this time, the first time, I just want you to... inside me..."
Ohhh no. Hello again Fleety Jr, my old friend.
Milo definitely noticed my member perking up again, as if the cold shower did nothing at all. Milo's eyes dropped down, his tongue flicking out in response to what he saw, and I cursed inside my head at this boy who was doing everything without realising he was doing anything.
"Stop!" I said, slapping my hands over Milo's mouth that somehow said such dirty things in such an innocent way that it made my head spin. "Okay, I get it. Phew, if you keep talking about me putting things inside you I'm seriously not going to last. Jesus, I can't hold on any more. Milo, go shower and then... meet me in my bedroom, okay?"
Milo groaned in anticipation, nodding furiously.
This boy is going to be the death of me.
A/N: If you expected secks this chapter, I baited you real good ;) Thanks for reading, and the next chapter is a long one~