Yes

"We dont technically need one because I'm on the pill, but if it makes you feel more comfortable, we can use mine" you tell him.

Calvin lets out a sigh of relief and nods in agreement. "Do... do you have any?"

"Ah yes," you says casually while handing him a packet "I always make sure to keep some around just in case."

With shaky hands, Calvin opens up his condom and slowly rolls it down over himself before rejoining you on the bed.

He pauses before sliding in, your heels hooking behind his back. "Just give in" you whisper, pulling his hips forward, sliding his head into your opening. The smooth texture of the condom isn't the most exciting, but he moans as he feels heat radiating from your walls. He relaxes, sliding further and further into you. His hands find their way to your boobs as he starts to get into a rhythm, slowly pulling back and forth, feeling how tight you are.

The condom is kind of loose around him, and you're so tight it starts to slide up his shaft. Every few strokes he adjusts to pull the ring back down, making sure it doesn't come off. The interruptions in his rhythm take you out of the moment. Any time he gets something good going, he has to stop to adjust.

"Don't stop baby, just keep going" you say, trying to hide the annoyance in your tone. "I'm trying," he says, ignoring how the condom is starting to slide up his shaft.