"Are you nervous?" Yuan Bojing asked her.
"A little."
"Don't be," he kissed between her brows.
"I trust you."
Yuan Bojing kissed her again before he pulled away, realizing what he needed. "I need a condom."
Long Xia chewed on her lower lip. "Reach for the drawer of my nightstand."
Yuan Bojing arched a brow, wondering why she had one.
"I stole one from one of my brother's stash," she shrugged. "Can never be too prepared."
"Horny teenagers," he rolled his eyes.
Yuan Bojing grabbed for the condom and slipped it on. He then returned to her body, chest against chest.
He kissed her, fumbling into the right position as he slid inside her, her wetness easing him in.
He groaned. She moaned.
He pulled out and pushed forward, and Long Xia bit her lip. "It hurts…a bit."
Yuan Bojing's face fell. "I'm sorry."
Long Xia shook her head, kissing his nose. "Don't be. Keeping going…just slower."