Roses Bloom with Our Love

“Grace... And, I! Just us... I'm so happy... It's finally happening.” I bounced on to my feet, merrily. “I would finally be deeply intimate with her.” I felt my cheeks turn increasingly red with even the thought of it. “Oh, crap. Tsukito, you're such a pervert!” I slapped myself and shook my head, brushing off the thoughts and imagination in my head, fantasizing Grace and I doing... those things...

“Grace, please, come quickly. Please, please, please, please...” I mumbled, praying for my own dear sake of hunger and thirst for Grace. “I want to see her eyes and hear her voice, so badly, yet again!” I said, before hiding my face with my hands, to hide my flushed expression.

“Oh, wait, I've to go and purchase condoms and lube!” I just remembered, as the subtle Tick-Tock sounds of the clock, grabbed me back out of my own little fantasy.

...10:35 PM...

My desperation and anticipation awaited Grace's arrival as I lit up a few candle around my bed and spread some rose petals of the roses that I had plucked a few minutes ago. “Grace had told me she'd be here by 10:30 PM? Did something happen...? No, no... Well, I must check if she has updated me about it or anything...” I said, before slipping my hand into my pocket and taking out my phone.

She wasn't online, nor she had sent me any message regarding cancelling the plan. However, I typed the message and sent it, anyway, “Grace, where are you? Is the plan cancelled?” I hopelessly pondered to myself in silence, whether she would be coming or not...

“Grace?...”

“Hello?”

My impatient self wanted an immediate reply as always which wasn't something new, neither for me, nor for Grace, too.

10:38, 10:40, 10:45, 10:50 and then 11:00 PM...

Neither did Grace arrive, nor did she call or text me back. At this point, I just involuntarily assumed that she might have fallen asleep.

“I think you've slept... It's alright. Goodnight :)”

I left her a goodnight message, just like every other normal nights.

I sighed in disappointment and started to blow the candles to collect them back up and keep them in their own respective place, where they belong...

To my surprise, I heard a knock! My eyes lit up, and I stopped blowing the candles and ran straight up to the main door and hurriedly opened the door. “Hey, I'm sorry for getting here, thirty minutes later...” Grace apologized, sincerely with a tiny hint of embarrassment in her voice. “Oh, no, no... Don't worry. It's okay! Come in!” I blushed whilst grinning at her ear to ear, with genuine happiness flooding in my head, making me feel warm and fussy, just solely by her presence...

“By the way, did something happen? Like had you fallen asleep or something?” I asked, curious and eager to know what was the matter that took thirty minutes of her time. “No, not that... I actually had to help packing the bag for my grandpa, mom and dad. Because, they had to urgently leave to attend my uncle's new wife's pregnancy party.” I nodded to the piece of information, she just gave me. It was great. “Aww, That's sweet.” I said, scratching the back of my head, as I led her to the living room.

Grace appeared a little baffled, before she shyly uttered the most adorable innocent little question, “Oh, wait, why are we going to the living room? Aren't we... Like, you know... Going to do the... The deed? So, we are going to have to go to the bedroom, right?” I laughed a little, as I heard her question, hence, I stopped on my tracks and slowly moved in front of her. My hands traced her delicate shoulder and then her neck; rubbing her cheeks gently as I held her both hands in mine before kissing her palm whilst looking into her honey-like brown eyes which shines and glimmered in the faint light of candles lit around the both of us.

She looked so pretty... All I could do was stare at her precious face. “You look lovely in this dress of yours...” I remarked, my gaze went from her eyes to her waist and then down to her toes. Her maroon flared milkmaid fit dress made her look so enchanting. “Thanks...” Grace mumbled— tucking her beautiful hair behind her ear, her cheeks flushed red and her eyes staring into mine, oh, so preciously!

I couldn't control my excitement and I just gasped out a question, “C-Can I?...” Whilst leaning closer to her mouth, my ears awaiting her approval. Grace seemed lost in my eyes. There was a long pause, but, a comfortable silence was present amongst the both of us. I pressed my lips against her palm, softly, sliding my kisses upwards to her wrists, arms and then shoulders, slowly and gradually.

I leaned towards her neck and planted five kisses down her neck to her collar bone. I could sense a shiver down her spine and a moan escaped her lips. “Yes... Yes, you can... Please, go ahead.” She immediately consented. Her sweet and beautiful eyes gazing at mine with a needy look, this time. An enchanting smile spread across her face, and it just melted my heart. Her face— all aglow with just a simple yet such a precious thing... Her smile.

Leaning my head slowly towards hers, I gently pressed my lips against her delicate ones. A spark of warmth and comfort passed through my spine. I could feel Grace's body relaxing to the euphoric sensations of our kiss.

My hands gripped her waist gently as I started to walk towards the bedroom whilst continuing the kiss with my precious beloved, Grace. “Mm~” A muffled moan escaping her mouth could be heard by the both of us. I couldn't hold myself any longer now, I wanted her all to myself. I wanted to be hers and only hers, immediately. Not only that, but I lifted her body in my arms, taking her to my bed. “Let me know if something makes you uncomfortable...” I whispered into her ears, before gently planting a kiss on her cheek. “Can I...?” I slowly moved my hands towards her dress's sleeves. “Yes... Go ahead...” Said, Grace.

I could see her flushed red cheeks which seemed to be glowing in the faint light of the candles falling upon the both of us. I reluctantly and shyly slid off her sleeves. I just couldn't believe that it really was the moment for the both of us. It was finally happening! My thoughts were interrupted when I felt Grace's hand stroking my cheeks, her gentle voice comforting me like a lullaby. “It's all okay. You can undress me.” She said, before passing me a delightful smile. I blushed, but the shyness and hesitation began to vanish, as she reassured me regarding all of this... I slowly undressed her and she, too, began to undress me.

A few minutes passed...

Grace and I were already undressed, making out with each other. “Can I... Can I- umm... You know... Finger you?” I asked, whilst getting flustered with even the imagination of me pleasuring Grace... that way.

Grace smiled at me, looking into my eyes with a loving and soft gaze. “Don't worry... You can. I would love it.” Almost instantly, a smile appeared on my face and I comfortably sat her down on my lap... “Are you feeling comfortable in this posi?-” Before I could complete my question, she pressed her lips against mine, guiding my hand to her princess parts... Her clitoris and her breasts...

“I will let you know if I feel uncomfortable. Don't worry...” She reassured me, slowly making my fingers rub her clit, a few soft moans escaped her mouth. I could see her whole body tremble with pleasure and a jolt of excitement pass through her spine. I instantly understood the movements I'd have to chose in order to please her. “You are doing excellent...” I whispered in her ears, gently, continuing to rub her clit thoroughly.

“How do I know she is aroused?” I thought to myself, silently. I remembered all the things I had learnt on Pinterest, regarding pleasuring women. Slowly and carefully, I snuck up my index finger into her birth canal... I really wanted to know if she was actually aroused or not... Thoroughly, I observed her body— hardened nipples, wet and loosened up vagina.

I felt more confident, now that I knew she was certainly aroused. “Tsukito... T-tsukito! I-I feel so good...” Hearing her moans were like music to my ears. “Can I- umm... Enter your...” “Yes, mm... you can.” She consented, instantly, without any hesitation. An audible whispery gasp escaped her mouth when I rubbed my penis against her clit.

I sighed in relief as I entered her warm, wet and loosened up pussy. I could feel myself throbbing and twitching inside her...

Twenty minutes passed before the both of us collapsed on to the bed beside each other. I had her in my embrace, “Did you like it?” Kissing her cheek, while stroking and caressing her hair, I questioned her. “I really loved it. You made me feel very comfortable.” She scooted closer, resting her head on my chest while I caressed and played with her hair, softly. “I don't know if it's okay for me to ask this... But, Do you actually prefer rough things?” I asked, moving my gaze to her precious adorable face. “Huh?” She looked at me, amused, as though I had made the best joke of the year.

“Well, I had actually read the page of the book you were hiding from me, today... So, I just figured out that you maybe preferred it rough...? But, I just couldn't deal with even the thought of hurting you in any way, so, I just... Umm... I just didn't.” I explained, feeling guilty for having prioritized my comfort rather than her pleasure.

Although, I snapped out of my thoughts when Grace suddenly got up, sitting straight on the bed, giggling and laughing after I finished speaking. “What- what are you laughing at?” I blushed, feeling kinda embarrassed. “Oh my goodness. How I love you, Tsukito... I wasn't reading that book because I loved it... My friend had actually recommended it to me, so, I just read it attentively. Not because I liked it.” Grace explained, before caressing my cheek and kissing my forehead.

“I love you for how gently you treat me... For how delicately you touch me. For how sweetly you speak to me. I love you, for you. You're just how I love you. You don't need to change anything about yourself, Tsukito. There's nothing more pleasuring than a man being nervous at even the thought of hurting me. I love you.”

All my guilt vanished as she said that. I took her in my strong embrace and kissed her forehead. “I love you more.” I truthfully uttered, caressing her cheek.

I could see her smile to me kissing her forehead, but, then she started observing the bedsheets as if seeking for something. “Hey... What happened? Are you searching for something? What is it?” I bombarded her with my loads and a bunch of questions, baffled and curious with what suddenly happened to her.

“No... Actually I was finding blood stains-”

“BLOOD STAINS?” I blurted out, panicking all of a sudden. “Wait, were you actually in pain? Were you menstruating?-” “No, no, no!” She cut me off in the middle and laughed to my panicky expression and tone. “All my friends had told me that almost every girl bleeds on her first time due to the broken hymen, and if it doesn't break, this means you're not a virgin-” I couldn't believe someone had actually looked dead in the eye of Grace and told her something so bullshit of a thing. “Oh, don't believe that stuff. It's all a myth. I've learned Pinterest that broken hymen is actually... Umm.. Caused due to, uh- sexual trauma! Yes, sexual trauma.”

Grace giggled to the piece of information I had just provided to her. “Sexual Trauma? What's that?” I tried to remember what else I had read about women and their vaginas. “Hmm... If the girl is in pain and not aroused, the dry state of the vagina causes the breaking of hymen during sex...” I explained. Grace seemed to be understanding what I was trying to explain to her. “But, then why did my friends got their hymens broken?” “Maybe they just didn't enjoy it enough or their partners were rough with them on their first time.” I shrugged and Grace slowly nodded to my words, seeming to slowly understand what the matter really was all about...

I scooted closer to her, the both of us under the blanket, naked and feeling each other thoroughly. I held her in my arms and kissed her forehead as she purred to all the soft kisses I planted on her face...

“You don't have to have a worry regarding love making and all the things related to it. I promise I'll take care of all of those things. You're my precious, and you deserve to be pleased not hurt. Your first time was never supposed to hurt...” She stared into my eyes lovingly; As if melting due to the warmth of our love that my presence holds... just like hers... Tenderly, she smiled at me, caressing my cheek before kissing my lips... “How could I ever just... Just not love you...?” She murmured and hugged me back tighter.

That was the night of desire, lust, love and gentleness. Neither would I forget that night, nor would Grace.

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