Like a Rabbit and the Moon

"You know, if you told me a couple of weeks ago that I'd lose my virginity with a girl I saved from bullies, followed home, visited a sex shop with, then seduced in a cinema... I'd have believed it looking at you." Elise smirks. She lays still naked on her front, her head resting on her hand and her eyes fixed on me. I lay next to her, but my gaze is less strict, occasionally wandering up and down her body, my hand gently stroking the small of her back.

"Well, if you told me I'd lose my virginity ever, I wouldn't have believed you, but then that's just me, isn't it?" I joke. I feel relaxed, it's not that my anxieties are gone, but I'm not afraid of them anymore, when she looks at me like that, what have I got to be afraid of? "Does this make me a sluts? Having sex on a first date?" I continue, only half joking now.

"I don't think it works like that if we're both girls, if anything we're both sluts now." Elise giggles. "But if that feeling is the result, I'll be your slut anytime." She adds, blowing a kiss in my direction.

"First off, I know I started the joke, but now I'm worried about your self esteem." I reply, forcing an eye roll from Elise's smiling face. "Second, how about we go with girlfriend... If that's okay with you?" I follow up. Okay, maybe I still need work with the anxiety.

Elise looks at me like a puppy learning to walk. "Okay, but one condition. I want a pet name, something cutesy only you call me." Elise demands with a faux haughty tone.

"Glady, as long as you come up with something for me, but it has to be in French." I counter-propose. "I won't lie, whenever you speak French, it gives me half an orgasm right there." I explain honestly.

This revelation leads to Elise raising both eyebrows suggestively. She already knew that didn't she?

"How about... Lapin? Mon lapin. Since you're skittish, and adorable, and I never realised how much I needed you until I had you?" She suggests, crawling closer to me, and resting her head on my bosom. "Oh, that means my rabbit." She adds.

'My Rabbit' huh? Not my first choice, but she gave it to me, so it's perfect.

"Then... I'm going to call you my Moon." I decide, tracing her namesake-shaped scar on her hip. "Because you're beautiful... And strong... And I don't want to know what my world would be without you." I know, I've become one of those people who spouts cheesy bullshit, but I mean what I say. My life before her just seems... Like nothing.

Elise's face tilts up to meet my eyes again, before leaning in for a sweet kiss. You'd think I'd have gotten used to it by now, but... Something makes it feel new every time. I feel Elise's hand begin to trace it's way down my stomach, I already know her destination... But I can't let her.

"Sorry..." I pre-empt her advance. "After before, I'm just a little... Sore..." I explain. It's true, getting fingered for the first time was a fun experience, but it's left my pussy feeling a little tired, guess penetration is something I'll have to learn. Not that I mind the lessons. "I've never... Had anything inside me... Before..." I admit.

Elise's face can't hide her surprise, and a hint of guilt. "Oh my gosh, I didn't realise, I should have asked I just thought about what I do to myself." She attempts to explain and apologise all at once, but I pull her in closer for a hug.

"I didn't mind, just, need a little bit before I go again." I reassure her, kissing her forehead. "Besides, I did the same thing, didn't even ask if you wanted me to finger you." I follow up clumsily.

"Oh, I'm good either way, and it definitely did the job!" Elise quickly answers. We're a goddamn mess. "I guess we have plenty to learn?" She continues now tracing circles around my belly button with her index finger.

"If sex only gets better from here, then I'm never going to let you leave this bedroom." I decide. I'm joking. Probably.

"You know, I'll probably have to go soon anyway, my parents are going to wonder where I am eventually." Elise sighs. That's a good point, Rouge said her and Mum might be late, but who knows what that means in terms of an actual time. Elise will go home, go to bed, and sleep alone. I'll stay here, lock up, go to sleep alone. We'll meet up tomorrow, and it'll be like barely any time has passed.

Fuck that.

"Stay here tonight." I request, stroking Elise's hair as her head rests on my chest again. "You can text your parents, I'll lend you some clothes and stuff for school tomorrow, it's closer anyway." I argue.

"Ooh, yeah, I'll say hi to your mum. 'Remember me? The girl who screamed at you last time? Well, I just deflowered your daughter, and I'm going to be staying here tonight, don't mind the noise, I'm a bit of a screamer.' I'm sure she'll be thrilled." Elise mocks with a sarcastic smile on her face.

"I mean, yeah, could do that, or, we could just say sleepover and no questions are asked?" I retort. "I'm serious, I want to wake up next up to you." I clarify, I know if I'm honest I'm not ready for this night to end.

Elise sighs, but her smile betrays her agreement. "You're too cute for your own good, you know?" She confirms. "When I'm still here in the morning Rouge is going to be insufferable." She complains, but her eyes gleam with happiness as she sits up, looking around for her phone.

"Oh, please, her and Trish probably already know somehow, they're psychic or something... Or they're fucking as well, if Trish got her way." I ponder aloud, watching Elise's naked body as she checks through her discarded clothes for her phone.

"Trish and Rouge? I thought Rouge was straight?" Elise asks.

"Trish is just after sex, and Rouge is kind of batting her around like a cat with yarn, I think she wants to, she just doesn't want people to think she's into that, maybe she thinks it'll affect her chances with guys?" I continue to think out loud.

"Yeah, Men are famous for hating two women together." Elise jokes, bending down and retrieving her phone from her shorts, giving me an amazing view of her arse, wow, I'd forgotten that part of her was so stunning too. "See something you like?" She asks as she finishes texting, not even turning around, she did that on purpose, didn't she?

"Lots of things." I respond. I'm not sure what that would mean in that context, but it sounds sexy, doesn't it?

"Well, we have all night, so you have lots of time to tell me about them." She announces, putting her phone on top of the dresser. "But the first thing I need to know, big spoon or little spoon?" She adds with a grin.

I have no idea.

But I can't wait to find out.