Flame and Leah

“Hey, sexy,” Leah hear a low toned voice in her ear. “How’d you sleep?” She rolled over and opened her eyes slowly. She watched as the blur in front of her came together to form Flame’s face. He was smiling at her, obviously having been awake for a while.

“I slept great,” she replied. “But my mouth tastes gross.”

“You can use my toothbrush,” Flame offered. “In the bathroom at the end of the hall, the red brush.”

Leah nodded. “Thanks,” she said as she pushed the covers off of her. Sitting up, she blushed when she realized the t-shirt she had slept in was pulled up around her waist, clearly revealing her underwear. “Oops,” she said, standing up and letting the hem fall.

“No complaints from my end,” Flame told her, sitting up a little and resting his hand on his chest. He gave her a guilty smile as she walked out of the room.

After brushing her teeth, Leah returned to Flame’s room and climbed back into bed with him. “Thanks for being so understanding last night,” she said, resting her head on his chest.

“Understanding about what?” Flame said rhetorically. “I mean, look at you: you’re gorgeous. I’m sure plenty of guys have tried with you. I think it’s really cool you haven’t. It’s like another thing that makes you special.” He kissed her head.

Leah looked up at Flame, and he leaned in to kiss her gently. “Just so I understand,” he said mischievously, “Was it okay to do what we were doing last night?”

“Hell, yeah,” Leah responded with a smile.

“Good,” Flame said, taking her by the waist and pulling her up closer to his face. She kissed him deeply as he rubbed her back. Without warning, he flipped her over. She giggled as he lay gently on top of her. He rested his weight on his forearms and looked her in the eyes. “Leah, I am so glad I met you.” With that, he lowered his face down again to kiss her.

As their making out got more intense again, Leah started to pull away. “I’m a little nervous,” she whispered to Flame’s curious look. “I don’t know when to tell you we’re going too far for me.”

“Any time,” Flame said determinedly. “When I even start to do something you don’t want, tell me, okay? Don’t be afraid to say no, but don’t push away from something you’re enjoying because you’re afraid I won’t stop when you ask. I would never do that, I swear.”

“Okay,” Leah said, believing him wholeheartedly. They went back to what they were doing, and Leah didn’t have to tell Flame to stop doing anything; he never even tried anything that made her uncomfortable. After a while, however, Leah was getting very turned on and felt it was probably best to stop before her own resolve weakened. “Hey,” she said, “I hate to say this, but I should go. I have a lot of studying to do.”

Closing his eyes in disappointment, Flame nodded. “I understand,” he said as he slid off her body. “Can I at least buy you a cup of coffee first? There’s a coffee shop in walking distance.”

Smiling, Leah nodded. “That sounds perfect.”

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“I don’t believe it. She’s a cherry?” Chuck said to Flame.

“Shut up,” Flame demanded. “The whole fucking house doesn’t have to know.” He’d gotten back from coffee with Leah a little while earlier and found Chuck in the living room playing guitar.

“Dude,” replied Chuck after a minute. “I don’t know what to say, bro. This one’s out of my league of expertise.” He shook his head in sympathy. “There are a lot of negatives going against this. You ever been with a virgin?”

Flame shook his head and looked concerned. “Like what negatives?” he asked.

“Like, it’s gonna probably take a long time before you ever get laid. And I don’t know about you, but I was only with one virgin, and all I really remember is her crying afterwards. I felt really bad for her,” he said in a moment of rare sentiment. Chuck shook his head and leaned back into the couch, his points made.

“Shit” was all Flame could say in response.