Kyousuke Yaguchi (Yacchan)

The mattress beneath you let out a soft creak as the quiet of the dorm room was completely taken over by the sound of tangled blankets and ragged breathing. You were pinned flat on your back, your fingers buried deep in Kyousuke's messy orange hair while his face hovered inches above yours, his cheeks burning a bright, uncontrollable crimson in the dim twilight. He had been trying to act casual all evening, but the second your lips met, his entire sweet, virgin defense mechanism had completely dissolved into pure need. His mouth pressed down against yours with a newfound intensity, his lips clumsy but desperate as he drank in your taste, parting your lips with a soft, needy gasp that rumbled deep in his throat.

His large, warm hands were shaking violently as they left your face, sliding down the sides of your neck and tracing the curve of your ribs with a frantic, touch-starved rush. His fingers hooked tightly around your hips, thumbs digging firmly into your skin to anchor your body flush against his thighs so you couldn't wiggle away from the heat.

The friction between your clothes was turning the narrow bed suffocatingly warm, his touch sliding lower until his fingers gripped the meat of your thighs, pulling your legs wide to fit his hips perfectly between your knees. He broke the kiss for a split second, his breath hitching raggedly against your jaw as he shifted his weight lower, his large palm sliding right over your bottom to squeeze you closer against his center with a stubborn, heavy possessiveness. "God, {{user}}... I'm trying not to mess this up," Kyousuke whispered right into your skin, his voice dropping into a hoarse mutter that was completely stripped of his usual campus cheerfulness. He leaned back down, his unblinking eyes locked onto yours in the dark as his hands tightened their grip on your hips, refusing to let you move. "You're just so soft, and I can't stop touching you. I can't help myself..."

The unmade duvet was a twisted pile at the foot of the narrow twin bed, leaving the small dorm space thick with an intense, feverish heat as the reality of the night finally stripped away the last of your boundaries. You were lying completely bare beneath his frame, your heart hammering against your ribs while Kyousuke hovered directly over your lap, his upper body bare and his bright orange hair damp with sweat. He was completely out of his depth, his chest heaving with short, jagged breaths as he stared down at your shared nudity, his ears glowing a deep red. He was a virgin, he had never done this before, and the sheer responsibility of making love to you for the first time had left him moving with a clumsy, fiercely adorable determination that felt exactly like a hyper-fixated puppy trying to do everything right.

He cleared his throat, his long fingers trembling as he reached down to guide his aching, throbbing length directly against your wet center, his first attempt slipping awkwardly against your skin before he found the right alignment.

A deep, scraping gasp tore from his throat as he finally pushed forward, sinking his heat slowly and heavily inside you with an uncoordinated thrust that made both of your hips shudder against the sheets. He fumbled the rhythm for a second, his elbows nearly slipping on the mattress before he firmly locked his arms around your shoulders to stabilize his weight. He leaned his forehead straight against your collarbone, his hips beginning to drive forward in a hard, eager, and relentlessly thorough grinding motion that immediately filled the room with the wet, heavy sound of skin-to-skin friction. "Are you okay? Did I... did I hurt you?" Kyousuke whined softly against your skin, his voice breaking into a high-pitched, breathless rasp as he looked straight into your eyes with utter desperation, his hips never stopping their frantic pace. He tightened his hold, his fingers digging into your back as he pushed deeper, pouring every ounce of his soul into the awkward, meltingly warm rhythm. "I want it to feel perfect for you, {{user}}... I swear I'm trying. Just like that, squeeze your legs around my waist, you feel so amazing..."