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Ryan’s POV
Next morning I woke up with a splitting headache and a broken heart. First thing that came to my mind while still half awake was the fight with Brendon. Then me calling Sunny, then both getting drunk in the living room. From then on, things were getting really blurry and confusing. I sighed deeply with my mind wandering back to Brendon and rolled over, throwing my arm over a body I wasn’t so sure how it got there. The first thing I thought was Bren, but I was aware it couldn’t be him. Slowly I opened my eyes just to see the backline of a girl’s body. Her back slightly hunched, her head buried into the pillow, her red hair contrasting in the navy blue sheets, her shoulders covered in a million freckles. I didn’t need anyone to tell me who this girl was.
What the fuck did we do?
I closed my eyes, half hoping that when I got them open again, she’d be gone and this would be just part of my dreams. But she didn’t go away, she was really there, in my bed, naked from head to toe. And my head hurt even more as all the memories slowly came back to me.
~Flashback~
Ryan and Sunny stumbled down the hall, entering the first available open door, which turned out to be Ryan’s bedroom. After the door was closed, Ryan trapped Sunny against the wall and kissed down her neck as her hands tugged his shirt. As his hands slid under her shirt, he was suddenly reminded that Sunny was a girl at cupping her breasts over her bra. Sunny sighed at the feeling and pulled Ryan’s shirt up and off, followed by hers, reclaiming his lips afterwards.
Despite having only one girl that he barely even made it to first base with on his record, it wasn’t long till Ryan was handling Sunny like a straight guy, literally. His long fingers crept around her body and snapped her bra open, his other hand pressed on the small of her back, pulling her closer, loving the sensation of her smooth skin against his. The bra was soon forgotten on the flood, as both walked still kissing to the bed, fumbling with each other’s jeans. The back of Ryan’s knees hit the bed, making him lose balance and fall on his back, dragging Sunny with him.
Sunny giggled at landing on top of him and tugged his lower lip between her teeth. Nothing made sense anymore, but she could care less. As she pulled his jeans and undies down, drew a path on his neck and chest with kisses. Ryan groaned at the feeling of her soft lips teasing his nipples and grabbed the back of her head bringing her back up and kissing her again as he helped here getting rid of her clothes. Sunny straddled Ryan’s hips and gripped them between her thighs, rolling them over. She half expected for Ryan to be a little clueless, but to her surprise he wasn’t, which made her think he usually tops. Sunny shook her head, chasing those thoughts away, as Ryan’s lips worked on her neck and collarbone, going down to her breast, trapping the stiff peak between his lips and sucking lightly, doing the same to the other one. Ryan knelt on the bed, his arm reaching to his nightstand getting condoms and lube out of habit. Sunny chuckled and took the lube bottle, throwing it across the room.
“We won’t be needing that.”
“Right.” He smiled and slid the rubber on himself as Sunny nibbled and sucked his neck, running her hands up and down his chest.
Once ready, Ryan pushed her gently on her back, her right leg rested on his left hip. He positioned himself at her entrance and started sliding in slowly, staring right into her eyes like he was looking for reassurance, and got back glazed lust. Sunny’s nails traveled down his spine and stopped at his lower back, pulling him close. Ryan never had sex with a woman before, and if so far things weren’t that much different from sex with a guy, well now they were.
“Oh, shit.” He said gasping at the feeling of Sunny’s walls exquisitely snuggling his dick. Ryan stopped and stared at Sunny, she looked back.
“What?” She said between ragged breaths.
“Nothing, is just… I’ve-- never…”
“Oh.”
They stared at each other for a second, before Sunny thrusted her hips up, urging him to move. Ryan groaned deeply and started thrusting in and out slowly, reclaiming her lips in another passionate kiss. Soon enough their moves grew eager, hard and fast. Ryan was feeling numb, so numb that he didn’t notice Sunny’s nails digging on his shoulders, or the death grip her thighs had on his hips, let alone the bite on his neck. None of that was important, the only thing that mattered was how fucking good she felt. There would be plenty of time for guilt later, he analyzed, and kept pounding in and out, pushing Sunny’s thin frame against the fluffy bed cover.
They kissed again, even harder than before as their pace became erratic and spastic. Sunny threw her head back, her nails leaving dents in Ryan’s skin as a wave washed over her, making her tremble from head to toe. For being a gay guy, Ryan was rather good screwing girls, she thought. It didn’t take long for Ryan to follow, her name falling from his lips in a hoarse whisper as electricity roamed through his veins, making him spill inside the latex, thrusting a couple more times while the feeling ebbed away.
After a while lying on the bed looking anywhere but at each other, Ryan sighed deeply and cuddled Sunny in his arms, kissing the top of her head. She sighed as well and relaxed in his embrace, tangling her legs with his. She couldn’t stop herself from remembering when they were 8 and they’d nap together, entwined into each other, promising they’d always be like this. Things didn’t seem to change that much, except when they were 8 there were a lot more clothes in between, and a lot more innocence.
~End flashback~
Next morning I woke up with a splitting headache and a broken heart. First thing that came to my mind while still half awake was the fight with Brendon. Then me calling Sunny, then both getting drunk in the living room. From then on, things were getting really blurry and confusing. I sighed deeply with my mind wandering back to Brendon and rolled over, throwing my arm over a body I wasn’t so sure how it got there. The first thing I thought was Bren, but I was aware it couldn’t be him. Slowly I opened my eyes just to see the backline of a girl’s body. Her back slightly hunched, her head buried into the pillow, her red hair contrasting in the navy blue sheets, her shoulders covered in a million freckles. I didn’t need anyone to tell me who this girl was.
What the fuck did we do?
I closed my eyes, half hoping that when I got them open again, she’d be gone and this would be just part of my dreams. But she didn’t go away, she was really there, in my bed, naked from head to toe. And my head hurt even more as all the memories slowly came back to me.
~Flashback~
Ryan and Sunny stumbled down the hall, entering the first available open door, which turned out to be Ryan’s bedroom. After the door was closed, Ryan trapped Sunny against the wall and kissed down her neck as her hands tugged his shirt. As his hands slid under her shirt, he was suddenly reminded that Sunny was a girl at cupping her breasts over her bra. Sunny sighed at the feeling and pulled Ryan’s shirt up and off, followed by hers, reclaiming his lips afterwards.
Despite having only one girl that he barely even made it to first base with on his record, it wasn’t long till Ryan was handling Sunny like a straight guy, literally. His long fingers crept around her body and snapped her bra open, his other hand pressed on the small of her back, pulling her closer, loving the sensation of her smooth skin against his. The bra was soon forgotten on the flood, as both walked still kissing to the bed, fumbling with each other’s jeans. The back of Ryan’s knees hit the bed, making him lose balance and fall on his back, dragging Sunny with him.
Sunny giggled at landing on top of him and tugged his lower lip between her teeth. Nothing made sense anymore, but she could care less. As she pulled his jeans and undies down, drew a path on his neck and chest with kisses. Ryan groaned at the feeling of her soft lips teasing his nipples and grabbed the back of her head bringing her back up and kissing her again as he helped here getting rid of her clothes. Sunny straddled Ryan’s hips and gripped them between her thighs, rolling them over. She half expected for Ryan to be a little clueless, but to her surprise he wasn’t, which made her think he usually tops. Sunny shook her head, chasing those thoughts away, as Ryan’s lips worked on her neck and collarbone, going down to her breast, trapping the stiff peak between his lips and sucking lightly, doing the same to the other one. Ryan knelt on the bed, his arm reaching to his nightstand getting condoms and lube out of habit. Sunny chuckled and took the lube bottle, throwing it across the room.
“We won’t be needing that.”
“Right.” He smiled and slid the rubber on himself as Sunny nibbled and sucked his neck, running her hands up and down his chest.
Once ready, Ryan pushed her gently on her back, her right leg rested on his left hip. He positioned himself at her entrance and started sliding in slowly, staring right into her eyes like he was looking for reassurance, and got back glazed lust. Sunny’s nails traveled down his spine and stopped at his lower back, pulling him close. Ryan never had sex with a woman before, and if so far things weren’t that much different from sex with a guy, well now they were.
“Oh, shit.” He said gasping at the feeling of Sunny’s walls exquisitely snuggling his dick. Ryan stopped and stared at Sunny, she looked back.
“What?” She said between ragged breaths.
“Nothing, is just… I’ve-- never…”
“Oh.”
They stared at each other for a second, before Sunny thrusted her hips up, urging him to move. Ryan groaned deeply and started thrusting in and out slowly, reclaiming her lips in another passionate kiss. Soon enough their moves grew eager, hard and fast. Ryan was feeling numb, so numb that he didn’t notice Sunny’s nails digging on his shoulders, or the death grip her thighs had on his hips, let alone the bite on his neck. None of that was important, the only thing that mattered was how fucking good she felt. There would be plenty of time for guilt later, he analyzed, and kept pounding in and out, pushing Sunny’s thin frame against the fluffy bed cover.
They kissed again, even harder than before as their pace became erratic and spastic. Sunny threw her head back, her nails leaving dents in Ryan’s skin as a wave washed over her, making her tremble from head to toe. For being a gay guy, Ryan was rather good screwing girls, she thought. It didn’t take long for Ryan to follow, her name falling from his lips in a hoarse whisper as electricity roamed through his veins, making him spill inside the latex, thrusting a couple more times while the feeling ebbed away.
After a while lying on the bed looking anywhere but at each other, Ryan sighed deeply and cuddled Sunny in his arms, kissing the top of her head. She sighed as well and relaxed in his embrace, tangling her legs with his. She couldn’t stop herself from remembering when they were 8 and they’d nap together, entwined into each other, promising they’d always be like this. Things didn’t seem to change that much, except when they were 8 there were a lot more clothes in between, and a lot more innocence.
~End flashback~
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