“Can… I do the same to you? Over your clothes of course,” you said.
“Uh… I dunno if that’s a good idea,” he said back to you, he knew that there was a high chance that something would happen… and he would be left with a sticky mess to clean up.
“Just a quick one? I want to see what it feels like…” you admitted, still clamping your thighs together with his hand in between.
He conceded and you reached out and gently touched the form outlined in his school pants, tracing it gently with your fingers.
His eyelids fluttered and he took a deep breath in as you touched a very sensitive part of his body.
“Does it feel nice?” you asked him.
He nodded.
“Because it feels good for me too,” you said, placing your free hand over his and pushing it further in against your core.
Your mouth caught his once more and you started to kiss again.
That strange euphoric feeling between your thighs increased and you couldn’t help but move your hips against his hand.
The pressure built and built, and then all of a sudden there was this explosion of overwhelming pleasure deep inside you and you let out a little noise to indicate that, whatever that was, felt amazing! But then the feeling subsided.
“A-Are you ok?” Kenma asked, noting the glassy look in your eye as you came down from that ‘super good feeling’ high.
“Yeah… umm… I don’t know what happened but that felt really nice,” you said, confused.
You had lived a fairly sheltered life and Kenma was your first boyfriend. You hadn’t really liked anyone else before him so there were a lot of firsts happening to you as of late.
“Want me to do it to you too? I think if I just rub you there it might feel the same?” you offered.
“Uh… no… I don’t want to… umm…”
“What?” you asked, “it will feel nice, I promise.”
“Yes, I know it will, but guys have a different reaction to girls,” Kenma said.
Dear Kenma had, unfortunately, been taught the workings of life by some of the Nekoma volleyball team members and they didn’t hold back when it came to explaining things.
“Umm… I don’t know you mean?” you replied with scrunched eyebrows, your eyes searching his for the answer.
“Were you there when we had personal development and sexual education?” Kenma asked you, casting his mind back to that time in school where they had had that super fun class on human anatomy and reproduction.
“Yeah,” you replied.
“Were you paying attention?” he asked, he wasn’t being mean, he was asking a legitimate question because he knew what you were like.
“There’s a high possibility that I wasn’t,” you replied honestly.
He sighed.
“Well it was all explained in that class.”
“What was? The difference between boys and girl when you rub them between the legs?” you asked.
“Basically. Yes,” he said, an embarrassed blush rising up in his cheeks.
“Ok. Can you tell me again because I forgot,” you said with a sheepish grin.
“No. I don’t want to do that,” he said shyly.
“Why?” you pouted, “I want to know!”
“I don’t want to discuss … orgasms,” he said quietly.
“Orgasms?” you asked, “but we haven’t had… we didn’t… you know… umm… take our clothes off and…”
“You don’t need to have your clothes off to have an… umm… yeah…” he said.
“What? But don’t you have an orgasm during … you know… SEGGS…” You pronounced exactly like that.
“No? You don’t have to do it to have one. You just had one now… that was that good feeling you just felt,” he replied calmly.
“I DID?!” you gasped, “oh… wow… ok, well yes it does feel good.”
“And now do you remember what happens when guys have that good feeling?”
“Orgasm.” You corrected.
“Do you have to say it out loud,” he deadpanned.
“Yes.” You thought for a moment. “Wait! Yes… I remember now… You guys… OHHHHH, yeah ok… that’s when… OH I GET IT NOW!”
“Thank goodness,” Kenma whispered under his breath as he sat up and reached for his PSP.
You lay there, mind suddenly piecing it all together as you stared up at the ceiling with an awestruck look on your face.
“Wait?! Am I pregnant?!” you suddenly asked, convinced that you were.
Kenma’s head whipped towards you so fast that his hair almost stayed behind and swung wildly back and forth to catch up to the movement, then, once it had settled, he just stared at you for the longest time while his game started playing in his hand.
“No,” he finally said.
“Oh. Thank god. Are you sure?”
“Yes.”
“Ok.”
“Don’t scare me like that, Y/N. It caught me off guard.”
“Sorry,” you chuckled, rolling onto your side to then plop your head on his leg.
It was lovely having Kenma as your first boyfriend. He was the perfect guy and you were grateful for that.
……………………………..
That Thursday, after school, you raced home to get changed into something for your date with Kenma. You were so excited! It was something super random. You couldn’t wait to learn how to make balloon animals.
“Maybe I’ll be, like, some kind of balloon making expert and Kenma will be amazed? You thought, trying to imagine a really happy look on Kenma’s face.
But he never showed any vast amount of emotion so it was hard to imagine to be honest.
You were all dressed now and running to the door to leave and meet Kenma at his place.
“I’m ready!” you announced brightly as you arrived on his doorstep.
He looked as casually hot as always and even had a small silver chain around his neck that made him look even better.
“Ready,” he said softly, then pulled the front door closed behind him and you were off to this balloon art place.
Kenma was still wondering if he had made the right decision, as the location seemed a little dodgy and when he had looked it up on his phone he saw it was a door halfway down an alley.
You were so excited about it all that you didn’t catch his worries quietness as he took you on the train then down the road to where this place was.
The sun was starting to set as you got to the alleyway and Kenma stopped at the opening of it and stared down it while you stopped beside him.
As bad luck would have it, there appeared to be a gang hanging out just outside the door of the supposed balloon art place and he really didn’t want to walk down to them.