#12DaysOfSmut Day 5: Chesnine

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Prompt: from How I Met Your Mother's 50 Reasons to Have Sex. I chose #16: Prom night. Slightly alternate universe since hindi talaga 'to nangyari sa If I Fall.


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"Janine," he breathes out throatily, taking his mouth off her right nipple. 

"H-huh?" she whines at the loss of contact as he propped himself up on his elbows, away from her.

"Are you--" Chester looks down at her, making eye contact briefly before breaking it. "A-are you sure?" He bites his bottom lip before locking with her eyes again, and she understands. She's as nervous as he is. Every detail about this night is just perfect: they had the Best Prom Ever, she's the Prom Queen, her boyfriend's the Prom King... and this.

Finally, after months (years, even) of anticipation, they're here.

"Uhm...we don't. I mean--" Chester continues, but stops immediately when she laughs.

"Yes, Chester," she stretches up to meet him in a kiss. Janine scoots back, taking down her underwear off slowly, and then showing it to Chester with a wicked grin before tossing it over the side of the bed. "I'm very very sure."

At her consent, Chester rolls off her and reaches for the night stand, looking in the drawers. She let out a soft groan when he pulls out a tiny plastic square and looms over her again with a kiss.

"Ready?" he asks in between kisses, letting her push off his boxers completely.

"Yes."

She watches as he tears the condom packet open, and rolls it on in a quick motion. She can't look away, mesmerized by his hard cock.

"Okay then," he says.

Janine guides him into her slowly, exhaling. She stretches her neck up to kiss him briefly. "Oh shit."

Once settled, Chester starts to move in slow, shallow thrusts, rocking his hips into her. She brings her hips up to meet him, speeding up the pace. A deep moan comes out of him, and Janine catches her breath.

They develop a rhythm, quickly thrusting into each other, and every time Chester moans out he name, she feels something is about to erupt in her chest, and she grips him tighter.

"Shit," he panted, thrusting into her deeper and faster. "A-are you okay?"

"Yeah." She mis-times a thrust up, changing their angle a bit, so he hits on her clit hard. "Shit that's so good."

"I'm glad it's with you," Chester groans out, breath gagged.

She smiled. "Me too."


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