More, Most, Forever, & Always (COMPLETE)

31. Insecure

Travis Swanson-

I'd do anything to make her feel comfortable. Especially with me.

I sat on the toilet seat, waiting for the water to warm as I plugged the drain.

Carmen wasn't coming here tonight, he was literally spending the night in his studio where he existed the other half of his time.

She came into the bathroom, looking at me.

"Hey love." I smiled.

She nodded, clearly shy.

"You sure about this?" I asked.

She nodded.

I turned my attention away from the bath when the water felt good, letting it run.

"How do you want to do this sweetheart?" I asked her.

"Can you go first since you'll have to get in first?" She asked and I nodded, standing and moving the towels from the ground, onto the counter.

I was glad we had a bigger bathroom, it made these things easier.

I pulled her to me, kissing her gently, sweetly.

"There's nothing to worry about." I kissed her temple, holding her hands in mine.

"It's just you," I kissed one hand, "and me." I kissed the other.

"I know. I'm sorry." She apologized.

"Don't be, you wanna help me?" I asked.

She hummed a "yes" as I lowered her hands onto my belt.

I pulled from her slightly, taking my hoodie off, following my shirt as she shakily undid my belt.

"I love your tattoos." She whispered, looking at my chest and arms.

"I love the one on your spine." I smiled and she relaxed as I encouraged her, ensuring her this was okay.

The more I smiled, the calmer I spoke, the easier she felt.

I helped her undo the button of my jeans.

I pulled them off me, her fingers under the waistband of my boxers.

She breathed hard.

"Talk to me." I whispered.

She looked up at me, her fingers moving back and fourth under them.

"I've never even touched you over your pants." She let out a light laugh.

"That's alright." I nodded.

"Does that make me a bad girlfriend? I haven't even done anything to please you-"

"Stop." I whispered, touching her wrists.

She bit her lip before pulling my boxers down.

Crazy to admit I was hard. A bit less scary for a girl seeing a guy for the first time.

She kept her eyes on mine as I pulled them off me completely.

"Is it really as bad as you made it seem in the car?" She smiled.

"Depends." I winked and she looked at me, her mouth opening.

Pls don't turn gay.
Pls don't I don't even know just don't.

I love you omfg.
Never leave me.

I'd never felt self conscious before this moment.

"Why are you hard?" She whispered.

"You." I blinked. Duh.

"You're scaring me." I covered myself, insecure.