Dex is unsure.

“Mmmm?” you question as you press your hips against his, expecting to feel his hardness.

“Um, could we not do this tonight?,” he asks nervously.

“Are you... serious?” you ask incredulously, straightening up, lessening your physical contact with him.

“Y-yeah. I haven't done a lot with guys. I don't want to just hook-up for my... first time. I was excited you still wanted to talk to me, but I just thought that this isn't what I was hoping it'd be like.”

You take a step back. “I waited... again,” you sigh. “Alright. It's fine. It's late. Can I just crash on the other bed?”

“We can cuddle,” Dex studies your expression and realizes that won't happen. “Or, yeah. You can sleep there. My roommate won't care.” You're both obviously disappointed in how the evening turned out.

You roll your eyes and collapse onto Dex's roommate's bed. As you drift off alone in a strange bed, you decide that nervous, innocent boys are probably not the best targets for casual sex. Lesson learned.

END :(