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Jesse

“Okay?” Jamie repeated, a sunny beam lighting his face as he stared happily into Jesse’s eyes. Without warning, he suddenly leapt up into Jesse’s arms.

Jesse caught hold of him on instinct. A surge of eager desperation washed over him as Jamie wrapped his legs around him for balance and pressed his mouth against Jesse’s in a deep, passionate kiss.

Jesse fell back against the windowpanes, holding Jamie tightly in his arms and letting himself be lost in the kiss.

After a few moments of indulgence, Jesse pushed himself away from the window, and carried Jamie into the bedroom.

The anticipation of what was to come sent endless thrills through his stomach.

As thin as Jamie was, he was still heavy in Jesse’s arms. It was difficult to even get to the bed, Jesse finding himself staggering and stumbling, both due to his own weakness and because he couldn’t see where he was going; unwilling to pull his mouth away from Jamie’s.

Upon finally reaching their bed, he fell onto it, Jamie still in his arms—and now on his back, right below him.

Jesse was already quivering as he pushed himself up onto his hands and looked down at Jamie from above.

With Jamie’s legs still wrapped around his waist, Jesse sank into another greedy kiss.

He just couldn’t help it; the sight of Jamie lying there breathlessly on the bed, with his long hair splayed out on the bed sheets and framing his pale face was enough to drive anyone mad.

The taste of Jamie’s lips was better than ever before, and Jesse let out a low moan as he forced himself, painfully, to pull back one last time.

“Are you absolutely sure?” he panted. “This will be… quite a bit more than what you’ve seen in that video.”

Jamie closed his dark brown eyes, and took in a deep, shuddering breath. Then, he smiled, fluttering his eyelids open and looking up into Jesse’s gaze as he reached up and pulled him closer, his arms around Jesse’s neck.

“I’m sure. I trust you.”

Jesse let out a deep breath of relief. That was it, then.

He could at last let go. He allowed himself to be pulled against Jamie, closing the distance between their lips once more.

The warmth emanating from Jamie’s body mixed with the sweet scent of his dark hair, intoxicating Jesse with the overwhelming sensation of desire.

“ Do it… ” Jamie whispered into the kiss.

Oh, how Jesse longed to obey!

But… everything he did from this point on would be completely new for Jamie, no matter if this was truly his first time or not. So, as much as Jesse wanted to let loose and go hard, he had to be careful. The painful bulge in his jeans would find its release. He just had to take his time first.

Lowering himself down onto Jamie even more, he placed his hand on Jamie’s neck as he continued to suck in the sweet taste of his kisses.

One step at a time, he reminded himself.

Let him get used to each thing you do, before you move on to the next one.

He opened his mouth just a little, pushing Jamie’s lips apart with his tongue and sliding it in against Jamie’s.

This earned the first moan from Jamie, a tone of surprise lacing it, but not at all displeasure.

The sound sent a spike of delight through Jesse’s heart, and he couldn’t help but smile.

He shifted ever so slightly to the side, and started planting kisses against Jamie’s jawline, working his way up to Jamie’s ear while slowly sliding his hand down over Jamie’s chest.

His fingers found the hem of Jamie’s shirt.

Lifting it just a little, he slid his hand under the fabric to caress the soft skin on Jamie’s stomach.

Jamie trembled at his touch. Jesse waited a moment to let him adjust before he deepened the kiss, intensifying it until he was almost biting down into the skin on Jamie’s neck, right under his ear .

Jamie let out another breathless moan, squirming in place under Jesse’s hold—but then he took in a sharp, shuddering breath. “Ahh, Je-Jesse, w-wait…”

Jesse pulled back, noting Jamie’s heavy panting and wide eyes, and wondered if he’d been moving too fast. “What’s wrong?”

“I… I feel – I feel funny…” Jamie admitted, a flicker of worry in his eyes.

Jesse bit his lip as he carefully pulled his hand out of Jamie’s shirt. He would stop right now if Jamie asked him to, but… damn, that didn’t feel fair. “Is it… a good way of funny?” he asked.

Jamie made a face as if he wasn’t quite sure. “M-maybe?”

Ah. So maybe Jamie just didn’t know how he felt.

Jesse had to let out a bit of a chuckle, the relief over the mix-up hard to ignore in the adrenaline of the moment.

“‘Funny’ is just perfect, as long as it’s the good kind,” he explained.

“It will get more intense, something you’ve never felt before.

But as long as it feels good, everything is just fine. ”

“Oh…” Jamie swallowed, and then offered a stiff nod. “O-okay.”

…Jesse wasn’t trying to force anything on him though. “Or do you… want me to stop?” he made himself ask, pushing himself back up on his hands and creating more distance between them.

“No!” Jamie drew in another gasp, reaching up and latching tightly to Jesse as he pulled him back down. “Please… don’t – don’t stop.”

A wide smile pulled at Jesse’s mouth, and he let out another breath of relief.

He let his fingers slide down again, more careful than ever to move slowly and let Jamie get used to things.

Soon he reached the spot where he had stopped, and softly brushed his fingers once more over Jamie’s hot skin.

He rested his hand there for a moment, feeling the pulse of Jamie’s heavy breathing, and then slowly let his fingers creep upwards under Jamie’s shirt until he came to Jamie’s chest. He could feel Jamie’s heart beating under his palm, and was glad to find that it was pounding just as fast as his own.

Watching Jamie’s face for a reaction, he shifted his hand to the side and softly caressed the knob right next to Jamie’s heart.

Jamie stiffened at the touch. Rasping in another sharp breath, his brown eyes grew even wider. Leaning in closer, Jesse’s own breath came hot and shallow as he pressed his lips against Jamie’s once again, and continued to stroke his chest.

Jamie let out a muffled moan behind the kiss.

Writhing ever so slightly under Jesse’s hold, Jesse suddenly realized Jamie was trying to pull away, so he eased up, lifting his head and letting his hand come to a rest over Jamie’s pounding heart.

He looked down at Jamie, half expecting another pause—but this time, Jamie didn’t look hesitant.

This time, he looked eager.

“Shall I take my shirt off?”

“…No,” Jesse whispered back, a thrill of pleasure coming over him at Jamie’s willingness to continue, as well as the idea of what came next. “ I’ll take it off. ”

Jesse got back up onto his knees, drawing his hand back down over Jamie’s shivering stomach before he let his other hand join it.

He took hold of Jamie’s shirt by the hem, and pushed it up—just a little.

Then he leaned down to plant a kiss on Jamie’s belly, relishing in the twitch and sharp gasp it elicited.

Working his way up from there, he continued to kiss Jamie’s soft skin while sliding his shirt up his thin sides inch by inch by inch until the fabric reached Jamie’s shoulders.

With one fluid tug, Jesse pulled the shirt up over Jamie’s head, the ecstasy in his stomach cutting even deeper as Jamie’s arms, caught in the twisting fabric, were lifted up over his head as well.

For a moment, Jesse felt an urge to pin those arms down on the pillow…

but that was too far and too fast, for a first time.

He swallowed down the urge, pulling the shirt free of Jamie’s wrists and tossing it aside, before letting himself take in the view.

Even without being held down, Jamie left his arms where they were, laying easily against the rumpled pillow as he stared breathlessly back up at Jesse .

“You’re so… beautiful,” Jesse had to say. The compliment brought heat to Jamie’s fair face, and his mouth formed into a smile.

He was already flushed and sweaty, and Jesse…

Jesse hadn’t even got started yet.

With a swift movement, Jesse reached up and grabbed his own shirt, ripping it off and tossing it aside before moving in without wasting another second.

He pressed a deep kiss against the skin on Jamie’s stomach, earning another moan of surprise and pleasure from Jamie as he continued to writhe beneath Jesse.

It was all Jesse could do to exercise just a little more restraint, though by now he wanted nothing more than to rip the rest of Jamie’s things off right here and now.

Instead, he made himself shift to lie down next to Jamie, resting his head on one hand for support as he placed the other hand back on Jamie’s chest. Jamie mirrored his movements almost as if on instinct, turning his body to face Jesse in full.

He let out a few more shallow, hesitant breaths, and then raised his hand.

Slowly, he reached out, Jesse taking care to hold still and let Jamie make the next move.

Jamie pushed his fingers through Jesse’s hair, stiffly and clumsily, as if unsure he was doing it right, the smile on his face growing at the touch.

Jesse couldn’t help but smile back, and made himself check up on things before he could keep going. “Still feeling funny?”

“…Very funny,” Jamie admitted with a breathless giggle. He rested his hand on Jesse’s neck as he looked deep into his eyes. “But in a very good way.”

“Good,” Jesse said. “I’m gonna keep going, then. Let me know if you feel uncomfortable with anything, okay?”

“Okay.”