Page 121 of How Not to Date an Angel

“Be good, or I’ll—I’ll finish this myself,” Rami said.

And even though they stuttered through the command, it had the desired effect. Julian swallowed, and in the silence of the room, so close to each other, Rami heard it loud and clear. He stopped writhing against the sheets, and the only sounds from then on were Rami’s own. Their fingers in their cunt; the slick, wet glide of them; their own breaths, growing sharper and needier with each thrust.

By the time they added a third, even they were growing impatient, so finally—bless it—finally,Rami withdrew their fingers.

“Oh, that’s different,” Rami said, watching the way the gloss shimmered on their hand. It had a silver sheen to it, just like the rest of them.

They went to wipe them on the bedspread, but Julian bucked, huffing out, “Don’t!”, and Rami paused.

Their gaze trailed up and Julian’s dark eyes were wide and intent. “Give them to me,” he said, wetting his lips.

Warmth inflamed Rami from the inside out as they straddled Julian once again, settling over him, grinding their cunt along the length of his cock, a promise.

Then they lifted their hand to Julian’s lips, and he parted them, opening for Rami without hesitation. He even arched his neck, liftinghis head to take them faster, and his eyes fluttered shut as he sucked at their fingers, at Rami’s silver slick coating them.

Arousal struck them like a bolt at the sight, at Julian’s tangiblewant.

He laved at them just like he had Rami’s cock, and—

If Rami didn’t have him inside them, they were going to perish.

Utterly and irrevocably.

So they lifted up on their knees and dragged their fingers from Julian’s mouth, and though he tried to follow, he realized what they were intending faster, and whined.

“Please, please, come on,” Julian groaned, and then lifted his head to stare at them. “M’your first,” he said, dazed gaze flicking to their own and then back down to where their bodies would join.

“Virginity is a human-made concept,” Rami informed him.

He shuddered beneath them, and they smirked, pausing with their hand wrapped around Julian, brushing the head of him against their core. “Unless you like the idea, of course.”

Julian’s lips parted, sucking in a deeper breath, and Rami’s lips twitched with confidence.

“Youdolike the idea,” they declared, and let gravity do the work.

The head of him popped inside Rami and they stilled, soaking in the experience for the first time.

Julian cursed, arms flexing as he tried to touch them, but couldn’t, and bit down on his lip.

Rami’s hands pressed into Julian’s chest as they slowly lowered themself, taking him deeper. They retained their composure, even though their eyes wanted to roll back in their head. Julian felt so perfect, filling them exactly how they wanted, reaching places Rami could never manage with their own fingers.

Once the back of their thighs were flush with Julian’s, their cunt squeezed, adjusting to the sensation. “What is it, exactly, that you like about the idea?” Rami managed to ask, grinding their hips down for emphasis. “Being the first? Ruining me for anyone else?”

Because he was well on his way. Rami couldn’t imagine this with another person. A pleased noise escaped them as they rocked against Julian’s pelvis.

Julian shook his head. “Never ruined,” he blurted, head falling back to the mattress, hips jostling them above him, stirring his cock deep inside them.

They tightened the halo in warning, their nails digging into his chest, until Julian relaxed again, cock twitching so forcefully inside them that they felt it.

“I like being the first to show you this. To… to know that I taught you these things.”

“Oh,” Rami said, mind blanking as they pressed into their knees, lifting up only to sink back down, pleasure striking them just right.

“I like that you’ve never felt this way before, that I’m the one making you—feel it,” Julian panted, words stuttering as Rami moved again.

“I haven’t,” Rami agreed. “I haven’t felt this before.”

Rami wondered if Julian heard the double meaning in their words, the sentiment going unsaid.

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