It was refreshing to hear her voice tremble like that because Austin knew that meant she knew she was no longer in control. He needed to be dominant for once, to show her that he could protect her, and how much she truly meant to him.

He didn't say anything back to her, just slowly let their soaked fabrics meet again. It killed him, and he closed his eyes, savoring the feeling in case she would change her mind at any minute and throw him off of her. He may never get the chance to be this close to her again.

Ally dug her hands into the sofa underneath them, straining to resist the feelings she was having. She knew she had initiated what was probably going to happen, but she had to make sure he was the one. That she wouldn't give it to just anyone.

His member stopped teasing her, and she opened an eye to see Austin looking down at her in concern.

"Babe, hey, are—are you okay?"

She took a deep, shaky breath before replying. "Y-Yeah… just… yeah, I'm fine."

"We don't have to do this," he told her, even if a large part of him died as he said it. He couldn't help being a guy, and that being so close had been a dream come true. Literally, he'd had quite a few of those dreams about her..

Damn teen hormones, sorta.

He felt disgusted to be a little disappointed. He'd do anything for Ally. Even put back on all of his clothes and act like none of this had ever happened.

"I know," she said quietly, putting a hand to his cheek, stroking it tenderly. "I'm just… nervous."

He smiled despite the frown he secretly wanted to express. "It's alright. How about we do this some other time? When you're ready?"

She didn't reply, only gazed at him for a while and gently caressed his cheek again. They stayed like that for a few minutes, looking at each other, not saying a word before he initiated a careful kiss to her forehead. She smiled, and brought his head back down to allow him to kiss her lips as well. It was a soft kiss, beautiful, really, but when he pulled away, Ally knew that she wanted more.

And seeing his abs, the taunting bulge in his pants, his bird-nest of a hairdo, thanks to her fingers, of course, she knew she didn't just want more.

"Wait… I want you," she claimed as soon as the thought came into her head.

Austin's eyes grew momentarily before resuming their normal size. "Alls… don't feel like you have to do anything."

"No. I'm not saying it cause I feel bad," she said, with a bit of venom. "I seriously want you. Right now. I love you, you're my boyfriend, and I want you."

He raised an eyebrow, and his heartbeat quickened as he thought about the reality of the situation. "Are… you sure?"

She glared at him and sprung her lips forward to clash into his for a powerful, passionate kiss, a way she knew would get his blood pumping, and certainly tell him that this wasn't a one-kiss-and-go situation.

He obliged carefully at first, still unsure if she was really being serious about everything, when suddenly, he felt her hand on one of his wrists, and dragged it forward to lie on one of her breasts. Austin somehow managed to suck in a sharp breath and yet lose air at the same time as she did this, and she obviously heard the awkward noise he made because she was now only looking at him, the making out part was nonexistent.

"Touch me," she demanded, and he could only hope he nodded or did something other than get harder down below. Why was he suddenly acting like an innocent virgin? Okay, well he was, but why did it come off of him like a ripe tomato? Probably because he loved her.

He fondled her gently until she started to let out light grunts on top of him as she rubbed against him. He felt the need to be playing with her with a more fierce kind of approach. He definitely wanted her, too, whether she believed him now or not, and he was pretty sure he couldn't form a sentence with her being so… well, naked and all. So his actions were going to have be his communication. And while words came out in stutters and squeaks, and were completely impossible to put together to form a clear thought, his actions were going to be bold, and oh, how he knew exactly how to put those together.

She was moaning a little now, as she had been earlier, and he realized she was becoming goo in his hands, a feeling he'd never felt with her before. He'd always felt like her own cup of Play-Doh, never the opposite, because she could do anything she wanted, and he'd follow because she had a control over him he couldn't explain. It wasn't like being whipped; it was like never wanting to make her unhappy, and it just came out that the things that made her happy were never things he hated doing. If sushi, purple stuffed animals won at the fair, and holding hands at the mall and at the movies were what made her happy—he had no problem doing them for the rest of his life.

But now, he was in control. As intimidating as it felt, he also felt a sense of… exhilaration.

This time Austin did not waste time debating his next movement. Instead, he dove his fingers over her underwear, and felt his whole body warm and tingle when he felt how wet she was. He stroked her, and her thighs quivered, but he realized she was starting to spread them farther apart, as if begging for him to enter.

Again, there was no weighing out the decision. He just slipped a nervous finger inside her underwear, prodding at her in a circular movement, which seemed to be driving her crazy because she was now biting at his neck as if she were some sort of sexy vampire. In a low whisper, he heard her say, "Fuck," and he was surprised at her language. He'd never heard her actually use the word outside of saying things like "the fucking (insert noun here)". But she was saying it now because… because she liked what he was doing. No, no, she loved it, Austin was positive.

He brought his mouth to her ear, brushing back her wild curls so that he could whisper back, "Ally…"

She gasped loudly because at the same time he'd said it, he'd finally inserted a finger inside of her. Her legs spread a little farther, and he cautiously pushed further, until she was squirming out of control. Her head craned backwards, and as he played with her, he gave her neck a few nibbles and sucks until she wasn't just whispering inaudible curse words, but nearly shouting them.

When he started using two fingers, her bright eyes began staring at him with such dark desire that they looked like a hurricane was brewing in them. He wiggled his fingers back and forth, and she bit her own lips as she tensed with pleasure. One of her hands found his bare right shoulder, gripping it more and more tightly with each passing second.

"Fuck me," she abruptly commanded in that beautiful, yet fierce voice he couldn't resist. He stopped moving his hand to stare at her directly in the eyes. She was still biting her lip, and her body was breathing heavily, and sweat was beading down her face, and those eyes… they were a crazy swarm of brown, intoxicatingly cerulean, and he was drowning in those twin hurricanes, but he didn't want to be saved.

Because quite honestly, she'd never looked so hot, so sexy, and fuck-able in his eyes before. Of course, he'd had those thoughts about her before, but now, this was undeniable. She had ordered him to "fuck" her, as if she needed to beg.

He took his hand out of her, and quickly flipped her to a position below him. She was breathing heavily, clawing at his back, obviously impatient. He kissed her before she could whine, and then she startled him by pushing his mouth off her.

"Austin…" she whispered. "Kill the lights."

He would've argued, but he'd do anything for her at this moment. He'd kill all the lights in the world. Hell, he'd kill the sun if she asked.

He got up and practically ran to the living room's light switch, flipping it downwards in a quick flick. As dim as the area became, he could still see his girlfriend just lying there naked and out of breath on his couch, and he couldn't believe how lucky he truly was. He'd officially and finally be as close to her as he'd always wanted.

Although he wanted to just, like, pounce on her, he realized he wasn't going to be irresponsible about this. As much as he wanted not a single thing to separate them, he knew that having a kid at nineteen wasn't something he was entirely ready for.

Without saying a word, he disappeared to his bathroom, stumbling into the door because of how fast he was walking. He nearly stubbed his toe, but that didn't stop him from finding the foil he needed stashed in the cabinet behind the mirror. He actually grabbed three because they were still connected, and just didn't care about the other two.

He could barely remember how he ended up getting one on so fast, but the next thing he knew, he was back on top of Ally, who breathed an irritated, yet incredibly sexy, "finally" when he got there. "You don't need it, by the way," she informed him.

He smirked and lowered his mouth to the area around her ear, kissing it gently. "Anxious, are we?"

"I just want you, so fucking much," she cursed again.

"Watch your language," he teased, and she moved forward to kiss him, pushing her tongue to meet his in a fiery, spontaneous kiss, and then abruptly stopped, ending with a bite on his bottom lip.

"I'll do whatever the fuck I want."

Austin quivered. Why was Ally saying that word such a turn on?

This brought him to an experiment. He playfully kissed along her collarbone, and said lowly, "You're so sexy right now, beautiful."

Almost instantly she moaned.

"I want you," he continued, and she gripped at his back once again with her nails.

"Please," she begged, practically shaking.

He loved this power he had over her. And as much as he wished he could've just enjoyed it a little longer, he himself could not hold himself back for another minute. There was still a torturing space between them, and he was very aware of how badly it needed to be filled.

"Ready?" he breathed, and she simply glared at his gentleman like attitude, but he smirked, knowing it was her way of agreeing.

It was a slow, steady push at first, and he disliked the way Ally cringed in pain as he went deeper. He stopped nearly three seconds in, asking her if she was okay, and she told him to "just keep going, it'll feel good in a few seconds."

And either Ally was a psychic, or he was just naturally damn good at sex.

Austin couldn't describe the feeling of being inside her for the first time. He gasped so loudly that he was sure the people in the other apartment rooms could hear him. But the pleasure he was feeling needed to be voiced. There needed to be audio to how amazing this was feeling.

And judging by the way Ally was soon groaning out his name, extending each syllable to at least a second or two long… she felt exactly the same.

Somehow Austin suddenly remembered how Ally wouldn't let him get dessert at the restaurant earlier. He had been so disappointed, and complained a little too much, obviously unaware of the much better dessert that was waiting back at his apartment. Had she been planning this all along?

Their pace picked up nearly ten seconds after they started. He knew the pain part was over with as soon as Ally started pushing herself towards him instead of away. Their hips collided and crashed in nearly perfect rhythm. Every once in a while Austin would thrust way deeper, and Ally would make this half-squeal, half-moan noise that he found himself craving.

"Oh, God, Austin, harder," she breathed out. Somehow Austin only just then realized how loudly the couch was squeaking. But he didn't even care. His neighbors had seen Ally, commented on how gorgeous she was, and he wanted them to know that she was rightfully his, so hell yeah, he was going to make this very vocal, whether they would complain later or not.

He complied without any disagreement, of course. He'd been wanting to pound it harder since they began, but he knew that she wasn't ready for it. But here she was, surprising him by the shouted request.

Ally loved Austin. She knew she loved him from the minute she saw him, but right now, it seemed like she loved him more. She loved the feeling of him being inside of her, plunging in and out, in and out… God, it was crazy.

In minutes, both Austin and Ally could feel their pleasure building. They couldn't remember why they'd never tried this before. Why had they wasted two months not screwing each other's brains out again? Something about morals… ha.

The pleasure was beginning to peak for Austin first, and he struggled to hold on to wait for her. It was extremely difficult, it was his first time as well, so he wasn't trained very well to hold his climax. But with the way Ally was starting to chant, "Yes," over and over again, told him that she was close, too, and he could wait just a little bit longer.

And it was so worth it to see the screwed up, sexy look on her face as she released, and moaned his name ten times louder than she had all night. Next to her singing voice, it might have been the most beautiful thing she'd ever said.

There was something very, very powerful about Austin having an orgasm the second she'd belted it out, too. He lost himself momentarily, never knowing he could feel that amazing before.

He stayed inside her for a few seconds after they were lying there; both sweating to death and trying to catch their lost breaths, and get their hearts back to a steady beat.

He pulled out carefully, and Ally was the first to speak.

"Wow," she said quietly, but well annunciated at the same time.

"Ditto that," Austin replied, mentally face palming himself for using such an old word as.. Ditto. He began to discard the clothing on the foot of the bed with a very obvious, shit-eating grin on his face.

Ally watched him amusedly as he went to dispose of it in a trashcan. "Make your day, did I?"

"Life," he corrected from the kitchen, before crawling back onto the couch with her. He wrapped an arm around her waist, bringing her back against him, and he kissed her forehead gently. "I love you."

"I love you, too," she replied quietly, smiling happily, but still a little breathy.

"You better. Or you're never getting that again."

She rolled her eyes. "You can't bribe me with sex."

"I'm kidding… but… you can bribe me with sex. You know… if you want…." He put on his signature silly, yet attractive grin.

She raised an eyebrow at him, and he was still smiling that goofy smile he'd had since they finished, so she burst out laughing. Playfully he nuzzled his face against her, and she giggled until she was full out roaring of laughter. This was the way it was supposed to be. Sexy and hot, and then cute and cuddly.

They laid there for awhile, and after awhile, Austin caught Ally eyeing the table next to them. He followed her gaze and saw the other two condoms, blushing a little in embarrassment.

"So… how long am I staying night?" she asked innocently.

"Um, however long you want," he answered carefully. "I mean, you usually leave at one, and it's, like, twelve thirty right now."

"I think I'll stay the night."

He didn't even try to fight the excited grin on his face. "Really?"

She smiled back at him. "As long as at least one of those others is gone by the end of the night, if you know what I mean."

Austin's eyes bugged. "Uh, um, yea—wait, are you just joking?"

She smirked, leaning in to kiss him tenderly on the lips. It was more than just a peck, and she was sure she gave him that impression as well because when she leaned backwards, he looked a bit disappointed. Perfect.

"Of course I'm not. I'll race you to the bed room."

And with that short statement, she ran from the couch and down the hall. It took Austin a couple seconds to process what had just happened before he was grabbing the other two condoms and chasing after her.

As Ally flew onto the bed, with Austin close behind, she couldn't help but smile in that dangerously pleased kind of way.

Sexy and hot, then cute and cuddly.

… and then sexy and hot all over again.

Okayy lol hope you enjoyed I'm a little disappointed, but I took awhile to update. Tell me what you thought! And I'm probably going to update another one or two shot soon, maybe even a multichap. So watch out!