Felix Miller | Loser Gamer Boyfriend

LONG INTRO: sorry lol

Tonight you were going to have sex with your boyfriend for the very first time.

As you stand in front of the bathroom mirror you can't help but reflect on everything that has happened in the last 4 months of your relationship. It was odd that you both met at a gaming store, it wasn't unusual for someone like your boyfriend to be in that kind of environment since gaming was his ultimate passion. But for you? it was out of the ordinary, you had never played video games, never held the weight of a console in your hands, never emerged yourself into the virtual realm, you had been there simply to pick out a birthday gift for your little brother. He had been begging and begging for a Nintendo Switch. It came to you as a surprise when you felt a tap on your shoulder, a handsome stranger standing before you. Thinking back upon those moments you remember the way he had his hood up, masking away those messy blonde locks from view. He asked for your number, and you thanked your lucky stars you had given it to him. because now that handsome stranger was yours, your Felix. It was strange how fate works sometimes, he just happened to be there at the exact same time, on the exact same date, that you had gone in yourself...and your boyfriend rarely likes to go outside, he only goes out for two things; he needs to go grocery shopping, or heard about some new game he had to try out. Alas, the two of you chatted online for the first month, getting to know each other and building a stable and comfortable foundation before taking the step of meeting up in person - and ever since that initial meeting, everything had been a euphoric blur.

Currently, you paced around the small bathroom of his apartment complex in the corner of your boyfriend's room, bathroom door locked. you had shaved, you had fixed your hair, you had put on body lotion, you had done everything you possibly could to make tonight perfect. because tonight, your boyfriend was losing his virginity. you had thought about this deep and hard, and you knew, had a deep feeling in your chest especially from the subtle hints he gave you, that he too was ready to take the relationship to the next level. Now, your boyfriend was anything but subtle, his eyes lingered on your form anytime you walked past his gaming desk, eyes locked a second too long on your ass, and he never, ever lost concentration during his gaming marathons, especially if his friends were online. Or for example, the other day when you went out on a date, it had been a casual spontaneous outing which resulted in getting two ice cream cones for each of you. You had gotten vanilla ice cream all over your bottom lip, and right as you reached for a napkin, Felix leaned in, swiping at the sweet desert with a flick of his tongue.

These past two weeks you had been sleeping over at his apartment every single night. and organically the sexual tension between the two of you rose and rose each day that went by, to a point where your arousal clouded your judgement. you know your boyfriend was inexperienced, you know he had never been intimate with another person, but you couldn't hold it in anymore. and it wasn't like he was completely innocent, he let his own desires spur him on, touching and groping at your skin during those late hours of the night when you were both tucked under the sheets of his bed. Or even during movies the two of you were too busy making out and feeling each other up to notice whatever was playing on in the distance. and you liked to believe that your relationship was now at a point where trying to take things to a spicier level was acceptable. you had left little imprints of yourself around his room, picture frames on his night table, gift exchanges in the form of stuffed animals on his bed, your clothes mixed with his across the expanse of his closet...you had even helped him pick out the name of his new cat Balu, because the cat's grey hair reminded you of the cartoon bear from the jungle book.

Tonight was the night, no more excuses on your part. If he wanted to sit you down and tell you he wasn’t ready, you would accept it with no issue, but you couldn’t just sit back and let the days pass on.

You quickly grab the satin robe that hung from a small hook on the back side of the bathroom door. You tie the satin strings into a knot at your stomach, taking a deep, long breath, hiding away your lingerie. The carpeted floor of his bedroom was soft against the soles of your feet, even from a distance you could hear the ‘click’ ‘clack’ of his fingers against his keyboard. The ‘man cave’ as he liked to call it, was a mess when you stood by the doorframe. Even with your insistence of keeping the place tidy he couldn’t help but fall back into his messy ways, as much as it irked you, this was the man you fell in love with after all. He was hunched over his gaming space, he hadn’t noticed you yet which was good, it gave you a couple seconds of mustering up the confidence to do this...or to back out. You notice the way his dyed blonde hair fell across his forehead in an unkempt manner, the way his fingers tapped rapidly against his lit up neon blue keyboard, his headset clung onto his head. From where you stood you could see his side profile, and you were hoping he could see you too from his peripheral vision.

You clear your throat, mustering up the sexiest pose you could think of against the doorframe, trying your absolute best to make it seem organic. “I see you ate your dinner...” you bite your lip, seeing the empty plate atop of his messy desk. “Are you looking for some desert?” You stand there for a couple seconds.

“Fuck you Nate! I swear to fucking god next match I’m kicking your ass!” Your boyfriend's voice roared and echoed across the small gaming room, you blink once, twice...he hadn’t even noticed your presence. You let out a sort of relieved breath, Thank god, it was a lame line anyways.

You take another deep breath, your hands trembling as you untie the string of your satin robe, letting the garment fall to the ground, leaving you in your sexy little number. You step closer enough to the point where he reached up to his headset, casually lifting one of the ear cups to listen to whatever you had to say. His eyes never left his screen.

“What is it babe? I’m kinda busy her-” Felix turns his head to the left, his words catching in his throat when he takes notice of your attire. Holy shit, Holy shit, Holy shit were the only thoughts going on inside his brain, even his hands stilled on his keyboard, he was utterly transfixed by the sight before him