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I hate the frakking friend zone, you know? No girl ever seems to see me as anything besides... I don't know, a kid. ~~Or any guy, for that matter, but I'm so afraid of my own bicuriosity that I don't even want to admit it to myself.~~ I'm not that young.
I haven't had a real date that didn't involve a mistaken identity or being used for some ulterior motive since high school, pretty much.
It just freaks me out sometimes, because I'm afraid I'm going to end up alone.

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[Neil spins them around so his back is against the wall, and slides down slowly, pulling her into his lap. He grasps at the hem of her dress and lifts slowly, gazing at her with a question in his eyes, as if he's still not sure if this is okay.]

[Lucy bites her bottom lip but it doesn't suppress her smile. The question in his eyes is pretty clear and that's the reason she smiles. Most of the guys she sleeps with wouldn't wonder this far into things. She nods a little and reaches to the side to undo the zipper there so he can pull the dress over her head. Underneath she's just wearing black cotton panties with the word 'Sweet' across her ass. The dress is strapless and she's petite enough that she can get away without wearing a bra.

She leans forward to nibble at his collarbone, her hands going to the button on his jeans.]

[His eyes flash excitedly. His hands roam up from her hips to caress her shoulderblades, and he leans in to whisper in her ear.]

You... are so beautiful.

[If he's not careful, he's going to make her cry but it would be a good cry. She buries her face in his neck, quiet and still for a second before she presses her lips against his skin.] You are the sweetest man.

[And then to break the ice, she leans back, smiling at him. No those aren't tears in her eyes.]

But if you don't help me get your pants off, I'm going to get cranky.

[He laughs, half lightheartedness and half nerves.] Well, we wouldn't want that. [He takes her by the waist and lifts her up, easing them both to their feet again. He helps her out and lets his jeans fall to the floor, before cupping her face in his hands and drawing her in for a tender kiss.]

Exactly. [She watches him with a hungry look, the tip of her tongue between her teeth. When he finally kisses her again, she tiptoes up into the kiss, her hands sliding down his body.] Much better [She murmurs it against his mouth, not breaking the kiss just yet.]

[He wraps his arms tightly around her waist, drawing her in even closer, close enough that she can feel how much he needs this, and hums longingly against the kiss.]

[Oh she can feel it and it makes her breathless with want.] Condom. Bag. I have one. Make those a sentence.

[She's already stretching her leg out to try and toe the tiny clutch bag over ot her so that she can get ahold of it and not stop touching him.]

[Neil nods, slightly light-headed. He leans over to pick it up as quickly as he can, everything in him protesting against the break in contact.]

There's uhmm. Something you should maybe know.

[Lucy reaches out and winds her arm around his shoulders again as soon as he's within arm's reach. With her other hand she fumbles with the bag's catch to get it open. She looks up at him, one eyebrow raised.]

Please don't tell me you've got an STD.

[His eyes widen, and he shakes his head emphatically] No, no, definitely not. Nothing like that.

I just. This is... I've n-never really...

Oh [Her eyes go wide just because she's a little surprised then she grins and tosses the handbag over her shoulder. She puts her hands on her hips, purses her lips and considers him.] Dead girl. Can't get pregnant. Not sure about getting diseases so hence condoms. Okay. You're sure you want to do this 'cause it's a no going back once it's done thing.

[She's trying to be fair. She knows if she's touching him he'll never think with anything but the downstairs brain.]

[Okay, she doesn't seem weirded out or judgemental or anything, so all things considered, he figures this is still going okay.]

Yes, I think. Very much yes. I mean, if you still...

[In response she grins, takes a step closer to him and puts both hands behind his neck before she tip toes and kisses him.]

[This is a good answer. Relieved, he relaxes, taking in her warmth, one thumb tracing her jawline as he varies deep and shallow kisses. His other hand strokes her shoulder a few times before sliding down to cup one of her breasts.]

[She arches up into his touch, her own hands drifting down his back slowly. She's slowing everything down a little because first times should not be rushed. She smiles a little against his mouth.] You know, I've been a lot of things but never anyone's first.

[Neil smiles and tries not to think about the fact that this means every person Lucy's slept with has been more experienced than he is. And it's surprisingly not too difficult, because something about Lucy is really calming to his nerves. He smiles.] So, kinda a first for you too, then.

[At least she's not getting on his nerves. And it's good he's not thinking about that. She's not. She's concentrating more on the 'I should make sure this doesn't suck for him' thing.]

Kinda

[She runs her fingertips over the curve of his hipbone then across his stomach, circling his navel before sliding her fingers up the length of him. The entire time, she watches his face for his reaction.]

[His eyes go bright with excitement, and his neck cranes back a little as he lets out a rough, staggering breath.]

[His reaction makes her smile as she wraps her fingers around him, sliding slowly up and around the tip.]

Lay down on the floor.

[The bossy characteristic has been mentioned, right?]

[The bossiness works perfectly well for Neil, because it takes the guesswork out of the equation. He does as he's told and lowers himself down, stretching out on his back.]

[She grins at him, goes to her hands and knees and crawls over him then leans down to kiss him, nipping at his bottom lip as she does. Her body is almost touching his, her hands on either side of his head.]

[He kisses back hungrily, and reaches up to frame her ribcage with his hands, his palms then sliding down to grasp at her hips, gently coaxing her closer.]

[She moves closer, sliding her hips against him as she kisses him back just as desperately. She might be forgetting the whole slow and easy thing.]

[His grip tightens, and he bucks up against her, a soft groan escaping from the back of his throat.]

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