One Shot

Nikki eagerly bounded to her front door. She didn’t need to look through the peephole to know that the knocks came from her boyfriend Andy. She opened the door with a smile, having expected him. “Hi.”

Standing in front of her, clad in his usual skinny jeans and band shirt, leaning against one of the pillars on her porch and looking at his phone, was someone she could hardly believe existed. He was devastatingly attractive, even when he tried to be goofy, and when he looked up past his hair and smiled at her, her heart leapt into her throat. “Hey, baby,” he greeted, stepping forward to embrace her.

Their hug probably could’ve lasted the rest of her life and sustained her. His familiar smell came back to her-- cigarettes and cologne. She had missed it when he was on tour. She had missed him when he was on tour. While they weren’t exactly serious when he left, he promised to come back and see her, and they texted every day. They’d only been dating for a month and a half before he went on tour, but still the moment filled both of them with joy and serenity. It was nice coming home to someone.

“Oh, come in,” Nikki said, pulling away. She was so distracted by him that she forgot manners.

Before she could get more than a foot away Andy had her pulled back and was kissing her. Their lips molded together and caught flame. His hands on her hips held her close as she threw her arms around his neck. Their lips couldn’t break for more than a second. They were hungry for each other.

Andy was the one to finally pull away, but he rested his forehead on hers. He leaned in to give her one more short kiss, only lasting two or three seconds, before he stated, “I missed you a lot.”

She opened her eyes at him, and they smiled when their eyes met. “I missed you too, Mr. Rockstar,” she said.

They stayed smiling at each other for a moment before Andy’s eyebrows lowered. He looked into the house. “Something smells like it’s burning,” he told her.

It took a moment before her senses came back to her, but when they did her eyes widened. “Fuck!” she yelled, running into the house. She hurried into the kitchen where the chicken she had been cooking in a pan had started to burn and blacken at the edges. She had been so caught up in making sure the house was clean and that she looked presentable and then with Andy that she had forgotten about the dinner she was making. She let out another string of expletives as she pushed the pan to the backburner and turned off the flame. When she looked at her pot of pasta, they were past al dente and were sticking to the bottom.

Nikki was startled when she felt a hand on her lower back. “What’s wrong?” he asked.

She sighed as she gestured at the mess in front of her. “I was making dinner because you haven’t had, like, real food in forever and then I got so caught up making sure I looked decent and that the house was clean that I totally forgot about this. God, I feel so dumb.”

To her surprise, he chuckled. “Nikki, that’s very sweet of you. You don’t need to worry about how you look; you’re already sublime. And I’m sure the food is still edible.”

Nikki bit back her smile at the compliment. “I don’t think so. The edges are black and the noodles are way too soft.”

Andy squinted at the upset woman beside him. He pulled the pan with the burnt chicken to him to examine it. She was right, it had turned a very unhealthy obsidian color. However, the inside couldn’t be that awful. He grabbed a fork and knife from the drawer across from the stove and cut into it.

“Don’t,” she laughed. “It’ll kill you.”

“I doubt it. If you made it, it’ll be delicious,” he negated. The inside didn’t look awful, just dry. He stuck it in his mouth and chewed, but immediately he regretted it. The flavor had been completely cooked out of the meat which only left the charcoal coating it. He tried not to show that, though, and forced himself to chew. “It’s great, babe,” he said, and swallowed.

“Oh my God, Andy!” Nikki laughed. “That’s not healthy!”

“I mean, it was a little dry,” he said, smacking his mouth to try and get the flavor out. “That’s fine, though. I won’t get food poisoning that way.”

“Stop eating that shit,” she said, taking the pan and throwing the meal away. “I appreciate you trying to make me feel better, but I don’t need the responsibility of killing you on my hands.” She took the fork he used and got out a noodle, testing it. It was very soft, but it could be salvaged. “The pasta is way over cooked, but it’s manageable. I’m sorry about ruining dinner. I have sauce for the noodles today, and tomorrow morning I’ll make you the most bomb breakfast ever. I swear I know how to cook.”

“It’s okay, Nikki, I’m just glad you care enough that you tried to make something for me.” He leaned against the adjacent counter.

It only took a moment for Nikki to drain the pasta and mix some jar sauce into it, and when their makeshift meal was prepared they sat beside each other on the couch. Andy recounted stories he hadn’t shared with her over the phone and Nikki hung on every word. She secretly envied his adventurous lifestyle, but she knew she couldn’t keep up on it. She got overwhelmed easily, and touring like that would exhaust her. She was glad it brought him so much joy, though. She cared for him deeply.

Finally, after reliving the last two and a half months on the road, Andy came back to reality. He looked at Nikki as she laughed into her bowl and took another soggy noodle into her mouth. Words didn’t come to him for a moment, just watching how beautiful the girl in front of him was. When their eyes met, Nikki shyly looked down and smiled. “What are you staring at?” she asked.

“You,” he answered blatantly. “I don’t know. I’m just lucky you waited up for me, I guess.”

“You're lucky? I’m the one who gets to date a really sweet, really hot rockstar. I mean, Andy, you’re the coolest person I know,” she laughed off. “And you’re so lovely. Like, you’re nice and caring and--”

He cut her off with a kiss. Nikki’s lips responded almost immediately, but it took another short moment for her eyes to shut. Their hands were only on the couch for a minute before they were on one another, his hand on her thigh and cheek and hers on his shoulder and in his hair. Their knees touched. Both of their breathing was erratic. Nikki could feel herself being scooted into the corner of her couch, but this didn’t bother her in the slightest. The closer Andy got, the more her body reacted.

Andy could hardly keep focus. The girl beneath him was a temptress, having tested his limits numerous times before. She hadn’t let him get past third base yet. While they both pleased each other by hand or mouth, they had not had sex in the four months they’d been together, granted nearly three months of that was spent separated for tour. He had never pushed her, figuring she had a rule like some women do, or that she wanted to wait for him to stick around. Either way, the woman beneath him had tempted him long enough, and he was going to ask why she didn’t want to have sex if the night didn’t ultimately lead to that. He would never force her, but it did hurt his ego a bit to think of the reasons she might not want to have sex.

As Andy leaned into her neck, he took his bowl and hers and stacked them. There was a small table beside the couch, and while he kissed and sucked on the sensitive skin beneath her ear he reached over and set them down. Only a mere second later were they startled with a loud clang! as the two fell to the ground. They sat up to look at the shattered bowls.

“Fuck, Nikki, I’m sorry,” Andy said, looking down. Way to ruin the moment, he thought.

To his surprise, Nikki pulled him back down to her lips. “They’re just bowls,” she said between kisses. “I’ll clean it up later.”

Andy wasn’t going to stop now. He looked her in the eye to see the sincerity that resided there, and with that he let his head be consumed with only her. He felt her hand underneath his shirt, just barely caressing his ribcage and sternum. Her touch was something like a drug to him; the more she did it the higher he felt. His head was clouded with her perfume and the small noises she made in between kisses. He could feel his heartbeat increasing, his desire for her hitting him like a punch to the stomach. He wanted her constantly, let alone having blue balls from tour.

Nikki sat up straight, keeping her lips on his. Using the hand already underneath his shirt, she lifted it until it was at his armpit, where he took it off. She moved into his neck and clavicle, placing lingering kisses and little love bites. Andy pulled her closer and started pushing her flannel shirt off her shoulders. All that was left was her plain black shirt, and it only took seconds for her to pull it off herself. This left her in only a bra, and she mentally cursed herself on her choice of a plain sports bra. Not quite the sexiest thing to surprise your man with.

The sight of Nikki’s nearly bare shoulders excited Andy. He had seen her naked before, but seeing even the most innocent of curves of her body sent a shock through him. She was undeniably one of the sexiest girls he knew, and she had no idea. He leaned into her neck again, slowly sliding his arm behind her to unclasp her bra, but was surprised when he felt a lack of clips.

Laughing, Nikki explained, “My sports bra doesn’t have clips.”

“Whatever. It’s coming off your body anyway,” Andy joked. Nikki laughed back and pulled it up and off her body. Looking at her body, Andy continued, “You’re really fucking gorgeous, you know that?”

Instead of responding, Nikki just leaned into his lips. She gently moved Andy with a hand on his chest so he sat against the back of the couch and threw one leg over his lap so she was straddling him. The look he gave her was enough to have her hips grind themselves into him. Their kiss grew warmer as their bare chests touched. Andy ran his hand down her side as the other cupped her face.

This position didn’t last long, as Andy’s lust overtook him. Holding her, he gently positioned himself above her on the couch as he set her down. She only giggled, but Andy got to work. He started his affections on her breasts, kissing and nipping at one as the hand that wasn’t holding himself up started undoing the button and zipper of her shorts. She kicked them off quickly, and once they were gone Andy slid his hands inside her panties. He smiled when he realized she had shaved for him. She was already wet, but she always was when they were this close. He loved how aroused for him she was. As he slid two fingers inside her, he rubbed her small clit in circles with his palm, and this is when her body lost control to him. She moaned into the air around them, and it nearly echoed off the high ceiling.

“You really fucking do something to me, baby,” Andy murmured, kissing her ribs.

“Good,” she retorted. A moan nearly took the last consonant from her.

Andy started shimmying out of his own tight jeans. He could feel his erection against his zipper and he wanted her so badly. “Fuck, Nikki,” he whispered.

Nikki sat onto her elbows, getting ready to sit up. Andy stopped her, saying, “No foreplay, baby, please. I want you so much.”

“Andy.” She sat up and pressed her legs together, looking at him. He was obviously the most attractive thing in all of creation, his breath slightly uneven and his hair in his face. However, there was a secret she’d kept from him that had stopped their intimacy from getting much further than what they’d already done.

Frustrated, Andy sat back. “Nikki, this is going to make me sound like an asshole, but what the fuck?” When she didn’t respond, he continued. “Is it me? Do you not trust me? Or do you just think I’m so awful to look at that you could never want to fuck me?”

Despite the situation, Nikki had to bite back a laugh at her lover. He could be such a drama queen sometimes. “Andy, it’s none of that. I do trust you. A lot. And I think you’re the most divine creature in the whole universe. I mean, just look at you.” She paused, licking her lips.

“Then what is it?” Andy asked, his voice much softer this time.

Nikki sighed. “I guess I haven’t been completely honest with you. Um, I have a secret I guess.”

“Oh god, you have an STD,” he whispered.

“No!” she shouted. “What the fuck? I would’ve told you if I did! That’d be fucked up,” she states, lightly hitting him on the arm.

Andy sat, looking at her. The film of lust had been broken, and now all he wanted was answers. “What haven’t you told me then?” he asked.

She looked down at her hands. “Um, well...” It was hard for her to admit this to someone like Andy, but finally she rushed, “I’m a virgin.”

When there was only silence, Nikki peeked a look up at Andy. He was sitting there, trying to understand. “But, I mean, you never told me. We’ve done all kinds of things, Nikki. If you didn’t want to you should’ve told me. I’m sor--”

“Andy, stop. I wanted to do everything I have with you. I love being with you,” she negated.

He ran a hand through his hair. “I mean, I wasn’t expecting this. You’re twenty. I don’t know. I guess I never thought about other people’s virginity. I lost mine when I was fifteen. Every woman I’ve been with has had sex before.”

Nikki sighed, looking back down at her hands. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I guess I just didn’t want you to think I was a prude? And I know that you’re probably scared off now, like I get it. Virginity sucks.”

Andy looked at her. She was upset for being a virgin? There really wasn’t anything wrong with it. It was only unusual. “Why haven’t you had sex yet? Are you scared?”

“No, not really. I mean, I guess a little.” She looked across the room at her fireplace. “I didn’t want to let someone who didn’t actually care about take it. I’ve been with men before in ways that we’ve been together. None of them really gave a shit about me, though, so I never let them get past hands.”

Conflict arose in Andy. While he respected her choice, did that mean she was afraid to have sex with him too? Would he even be able to take her virginity? He’d never done that before. What if he hurt her? He couldn’t stand the thought. He truly cared about her, maybe even loved her, but this was probably the wrong time to tell her that. He didn’t want this to fuck things up between them, however.

Andy took Nikki’s hands in his own. “You don’t have to be nervous about me judging you. It’s your decision and I respect it.”

She glanced up at him and looked back down to their hands quickly. “I don’t suppose, um...”

Immediately, Andy looked up at her.

Nikki looked away and cleared her throat. She was obviously very nervous. “Um, would you be my first?”

There was a long pause before Nikki felt his fingertips on her chin, forcing her to look at him. His eyes were bright and in them resided honesty and care. “Nikki, I would be honored.”

She smiled; she couldn’t help it. The fear in her stomach turned into a different, more nervous kind. Now she had to actually lose it. This was it for her.

Brazenly, Nikki leaned forward and kissed Andy. He was taken aback, her eagerness startling him. When she started stroking his erection again, a fog of desire almost overtook him.

Quickly, Andy pulled away. Nikki frowned immediately, not understanding. Before she could jump to conclusions, Andy said, “Nikki, I’m not going to take your virginity on a fucking couch. You’re too good for that.” Swiftly, he swept his arms underneath her and stood. She giggled in surprise and wrapped her arms around Andy, who started carrying her back to her bedroom. While he tended to be a brash man when it came to sex, there was no way he was going to take her innocence on a couch. Her first time would be special and he would ensure that.

A short moment later, Andy laid Nikki down on her bed and leaned into kiss her. He stood straight and said, “Just a second.”

“Where are you going?” she asked as he started walking away.

Andy returned after a minute, carrying a dark towel. As Nikki rolled her eyes, he said, “I’ve never taken a girl’s virginity before. To my understanding, they bleed the first time. I’m trying to help with clean-up.”

“It’s not like this is the first time anything has been inside me,” she argued.

With ease, Andy lifted her up by her legs and placed the towel underneath her butt. “Stop arguing with me, baby. I’m just trying to make this the most pleasant experience I can.” He leaned in to kiss her again. “And that includes making sure you’re the most prepared you can be.”

“If it’s with you, it’ll be pleasant,” she said, although in the back of her head there were little insecurities. She’d seen other men’s dicks, and none intimidated her like Andy’s. It’s not like he had a monstrous ten inch cock, but it stood proud against him a little above average in length and just above average in girth. It was an attractive dick, to say the least. Very hard to please orally, but she still did.

Her thoughts were whisked away she felt Andy’s fingers against her sex again. He rubbed small circles, recharging the atmosphere. She felt the bed dip to her left as he leaned into her neck. Her eyes shut with a small moan. There was no way Andy wasn’t going to try to pleasure her, even though a small part of her still doubted she could be pleased the first time.

After warming her skin again, Andy scooted down to the end of the bed. “Tell me if I hurt you, Nikki,” he said. He pressed his lips just above her clit and looked up at her.

“Okay,” she whispered, her voice shaky.

Andy dived in at her confirmation. He gently latched onto her upper labia, his tongue rubbing strongly against her clit. Her hips lifted, almost making him detach, but he moved with her. He began licking, sucking, even nibbling on her most sensitive spot to arouse her more. He wanted her as wet as he could possibly get her.

Above, Nikki was going crazy. No one had bothered to go down on her. Even still, she doubted anyone could match Andy’s talent. She felt like she exploding in hundreds of spots all over her body like a firework. She couldn’t believe that Andy was so good to her. No man had treated her with such tender affection and kindness before. He was truly something else.

Sitting up, Andy looked at her writing body and face contorted in pleasure. Her moans escaped her as he slid three of his fingers inside her, which is the most he’d ever done with her. Moving back to her side, he leaned in and kissed her throat, her clavicle, her breast, all to keep her as warm as her core was. It was driving Andy crazy too, but he restrained himself. He wasn’t going to hurt her.

Nikki was reaching her peak. She grabbed onto Andy’s arm as he moved thrusted his fingers, and when he realized how close she was he removed them and started rubbing fast circles into her clit. “Come, baby,” he whispered, knowing she loved his words.

With a loud moan, Nikki came. Smaller moans escaped her as she rode her orgasm out, and her whole body felt like it was floating. “Andy!” she cried.

Quickly, Andy sat up. He used his thumb to keep the circles up, and gently he positioned himself at her opening. He leaned into her neck just as her orgasm began ending, and as he sucked on the sensitive spot below her ear he started sliding in.

Nikki’s eyes widened. She could feel herself stretching, but due to the orgasm Andy had just given her it hardly felt painful. She wasn’t used to being so full, but it was definitely a welcomed feeling. Her arms wrapped underneath his and her hands dug into the back of his shoulders.

Andy hadn’t completely entered her, instead only going halfway. He didn’t want to push her, but his thought was that if she had all of her endorphins rushing around from her orgasm that it would hurt less upon entry. He could definitely tell she was a virgin, as she was a bit more snug that he was expecting. He looked at her to make sure he hadn’t hurt her. “Are you okay?”

Nikki opened her eyes at him. “Yeah, I think so,” she replied.

“Does it hurt?” he asked.

“Not really,” she answered. “But, please stay gentle for a minute. I’m getting used to it.”

“Of course, baby,” he ensured. He leaned in and kissed her as he pulled out, and once all but an inch of him was out he moved his hips forward again, this time pressing all the way inside.

Nikki’s eyes shut this time. She could feel him pressing against her, filling her tight channel in the most delicious way. It was foreign and delightful. She almost swore she could feel him pressing against her womb, but she knew that was nearly impossible. She opened her eyes to find him looking down at her, gauging if she was in pain of not. She tilted her chin up and met his gaze. “I’m fine, Andy. Keep going.”

He nodded and maintained their eye contact as he pulled his pelvis back and slowly pushed back in. She was clinging onto every part of him-- his back, his cock, his legs with her own. He didn’t mind it all. He loved feeling this close to her.

Gently, Andy increased the pressure he was applying against the upper wall of her snatch. He knew this tended to feel better for women, and his suspicions were confirmed when Nikki moaned softly into the air shared between them. Their eyes hadn’t left each others yet, and as Andy continued to thrust they held it. They could both see that they loved each other in this gaze, and that thought made the whole atmosphere better. Nikki’s soft moans filled the space between them, and this had Andy struggling to continue his rhythm. She felt so good; all he wanted to do was fuck her until she came over and over again. Looking down at her, though, revived all decent thoughts he had, though. He loved her and wasn’t going to fuck this up or cause her pain.

Nikki wrapped her legs around his thighs and used them to push him further inside her. Both of them gasped at this, and when they both recovered Andy did it again. The way she cried his name against his lips was enough to rival Heaven’s choir of angels. “Nikki,” he sighed, leaning into her throat.

“Let me be on top,” she whispered.

Once again, Andy was taken aback. He hadn’t expected her to hit the ground running, but he would certainly not deny her. Slowly, he pulled out and laid next to her, keeping his eyes on her. She did the same as she moved over him, and without looking she pulled his length up and slid onto it. When she reached the bottom, they both moaned. The sound of Andy’s voice thrilled Nikki. She loved him. Fuck, she loved him.

Slowly, Nikki started moving herself. This felt a little more sore, but feeling him inside her and seeing the look of pleasure on his face overcame the pain. She moved up and down as best as she could. She hadn’t really thought about how riding would work, she just figured it was easy since everyone did it. She realized she had to lean forward a bit to be able to really get the movement going, and when she did Andy’s eyes shut and he bit his lip. This made electricity shock through Nikki like her body was made of wires. She was so turned on knowing she was pleasing Andy. She would do this every day for the rest of her life if she could see that look of pleasure on her lover’s face.

Andy knew he was close. Her virginal tissue and gorgeous body was too much for him. He could feel his self-control slipping. He wanted to thrust upwards until he came and fill her with his seed, but he knew he shouldn’t. In a desperate attempt, he tried, “Nikki, stop, I’m gonna’ come.”

“Isn’t that the point?” she teased, leaning into his throat. She began leaving little hickeys that would clear up by morning along his throat.

“Fuck, Nikki. Stop,” he tried again.

“I’m on the pill. Stop worrying,” she soothed. She began moving her hips in a slower, more sensual way. They ground into themselves as she wished for speed, but now she wanted Andy to come.

This confession left Andy with little inhibitions. “Nikki,” he moaned, and finally lost his self-restraint. He pulled her waist closer to his and began thrusting upwards.

Nikki was surprised, but the pressure he was applying with his thrusts only pleased her. She began moaning into the sheets beside his ear. “Fuck, Andy. Andy.”

In only moments, Andy was spending himself. She was too much for him. As he moaned into the air around them, Nikki came too, letting herself go as her lover took whatever was left of her virginity. She was so overcome with passion at Andy and the whole experience that she actually shed a tear as she came. She loved him and had lost her virginity to him. It was perfect.

Once they had both settled, Andy turned the both of them over so she was on her back and he leaned above her. When he pulled out, he snuck a quick glance at his genitals.

“Does it look like a murder scene?” she asked.

He laughed at the question, but was actually surprised. “No. There isn’t any blood,” he answered.

“Good,” she responded. She kicked the towel out from underneath her.

Laughing, Andy moved back to her side and lazily laid his arm across her stomach. “How do you feel?”

She pondered it. “Not super different. A little sore. I guess because I’ve done plenty of stuff before this.” She paused and looked him in the eye. “This feels more special though. I’m glad I was with you. You put so much care and thought into it and made sure I wasn’t hurt. Thank you.”

He nodded and gave her a light peck. “Of course, baby.” And after a small pause, “I love you.”

She smiled up at him. “I love you too.”

Notes

Awwwwww an extra long, super fluffy one shot! *pats myself on the back*

This is for one of my other friends on this website, but I'm not sure if she wants me to include her username in the notes here, so for now you only know her as Nikki. That is her name, and not mine! Because as you more observant (or maybe just decent for actually paying attention) people will have noticed, I spell my name with only one "k". Niki. Not Nikki. But, I mean close. But this is not me in this one shot. This is my friend. I swear.

The title is actually the name of a William Control song, because I've been listening to him a lot recently. I mean, he's really attractive, can write poetry, novels with smut, and songs alike, and also he's INTO BDSM LIKE SIGN ME TF UP.



Also, I'm strongly considering the idea of writing an actual story. Thoughts?

Thanks for reading! As always, leave some stuff for me to read in the comments. I absolutely adore interacting with you guys and seeing what you guys think of my stuff.

Yours,
~Niki X,,,,,,x

P.S. After writing Nikki's name so many times my name doesn't look right. Thanks, dude. (;