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Y/N's POV:
It always feels so warm when we're alone in bed together. Maybe it's our body heat. Maybe it's our breathing. Or maybe it's the tension. We've been laying next to each other for like 10 minutes, staring at each other. It's obvious Matthew wants to kiss me, but he's hesitant. I want to kiss him too, but I'm so nervous. Why am I nervous? I've kissed him so many times before, why can't I just do it? Why are we BOTH nervous? After another minute passes by, I decide I need to do something. My hand slowly moves down to Matthew's waist, gently pulling his body in closer to mine. I feel his belt and the button of his jeans press against me as I pull him in. Matthew shivers in response to my touch, goosebumps appearing on his arms. I always thought it was cute, how nervous he gets when I make any sort of move on him. Our faces are touching, but our lips havent quite made it there yet. Matthew's hot, shaky breath breezes against my lips, down my chin, and to my neck. I'm sure my breath feels the same to him. Well, maybe less shaky. Matthew suddenly turns away to cover an obviously fake cough. "Sorry, I had to um.. Clear my throat!" he explained, avoiding eyecontact out of embarrassment. I respond with a little snort and a giggle, saying "that's alright".
Matthew's POV:
The silence was too loud, I had to break it somehow!! But now I'm regretting that, because it ruined the moment! I think. Looking at their expression, they don't seem to be annoyed or bothered by my distraction. The air feels even thicker than it did before, and something tells me that whatever is about to happen... is gonna be different. For a moment, I forgot that I was even in bed with Y/N. I feel them place their hands gently upon my face and my neck. Their thumb traces my neck lightly in a circular motion. It tickles, but not enough to get a laugh out of me. My face is getting hotter by the second, and my heartbeat is going so fast it feels like it's going to explode out of my chest. Their hand gently pulls at my cheek, making me look up to them. Y/N plants a gentle kiss my forehead, followed by them pushing my bangs out of the way with their nose. It's a bit of a strange gesture, but still cute. As their face pulls away again, I notice that they're taking quick glances at my lips, trying to be subtle. I know they're planning on making the move, but I'm not going to let them. Not this time!
Y/N's POV:
Just as I was about to kiss Matthew, I feel his lips press against mine first. I've always been the first one to make the move whenever we kissed before, so this took me by surprise. But it doesn't matter. I close my eyes and melt into him. We kiss, and we kiss, and we kiss, for what seems to last forever. Matthew's hands are wrapped around my waist, and mine are around his neck. Something about this feels different. We usually don't go on for this long, but we can't seem to get enough of each other at the moment. In fact, I think I need more than this. I put my finger between our lips, pausing our already intimate moment. "Can I try something?" Matthew seems a bit confused, but he agrees, saying "Sure", his lips moving against my finger. Without hesitating, I move my finger away and kiss him again, with even more passion than before. After a few extra moments, I push my tongue forward enough for him to feel it, asking for permission to enter. I feel Matthew flinch, and his breath hitches as we break our kiss for another moment. But he doesn't seem to mind, as he kisses me again quickly. I feel his tongue slip into the kiss, giving me the answer I was hoping for. But what I wasn't expecting was him moving on top of me as we kiss. He's never been this bold with me before, what is happening?
Matthew's POV:
I'm not sure what's gotten into me, but Y/N sure knows how to bring "it" out of me. I had always fantasized about moments like this, but I never thought we'd get this far. After a few more normal kisses, I attempt to slip my tongue in again, but I feel their tongue press against mine this time. The tips of our tongues slowly swirl around each other for a bit, the soft feeling getting a reaction out of us both. Our chests are touching, our heartbeats are just slightly out of sync, but both going a mile a minute. Y/N's arms move to wrap around my neck again, pulling me in deeper to the kiss. They stick their tongue in deeper, exploring the rest of my mouth. I feel myself shiver again, melting into their embrace. I can never seem to stay in control for long when I'm with Y/N. It's embarrassing.
Y/N's POV:
Before we both know it, we've been kissing and tonguing like this for 10 minutes. For the first time in those 10 minutes, I feel Matthew's tongue lick across my teeth. It's a bit strange, but for some reason it feels so good. Between kisses, I decide to tease him by biting his lip. My upper teeth graze against his bottom teeth as I bite, which is oddly just as satisfying. I gently tug at his hair, needing to grab onto something. This get's a good reaction from him, as he lets out a cute little noise into my mouth as we kiss. After a few more minutes, we finally break our kiss to take a breather. I see a drip of sweet shine on Matthew's forehead, and I smile at him. "Am I wearing you out, Matty?" I teasingly ask him, gently tugging at the collar of his t-shirt. He looks me in the eyes, breathing heavily as his arms shake a little. His pupils are huge, his eyeliner is smudged, and I've never seen his face this red before. His bangs are all messy, so I brush them back again with my fingers. He must be so tired from holding himself on top of me. I hold his waist tightly, readjusting our position so that Matthew is sitting on my lap, looking down at me. He looks so pretty at this angle. I look him up and down, taking in the sight of him. My hand stays firm on his waist as the other slowly rides up his back, under his shirt. Matthew leans back in, but instead he kisses me from my cheek all the way down to my neck. I gently scratch his back with my short nails as he kisses my neck, letting out quiet sighs. I feel a light nibble from him, and it feels amazing. My hand moves from his back to his front, feeling his stomach and chest, tracing my fingers through his bodyhair. After a few more minutes of this, I feel Matthew's head rest against my shoulder. This is all so new to us, he must be so tired. I move my hand out from under his shirt and up to his head, brushing his long-ish hair with my fingers to help him relax. "Do you need me to get water? You feel very hot" I ask, trying to make sure he's feeling alright. He shakes his head "no" and hides his face in the corner of my neck, letting out a relaxed sigh. "I just want to stay here" Matthew answers. I smile and nod, playing with his hair more. Using my other hand, I pick up the TV remote. The rest of the night, we watch TV and fall asleep in each other's arms.