First

It started with you scratching my back
It felt nice in your too-warm room
With you huddled up against me
Causing me to sweat
But I didn't really mind because it was you
And then scratching at my neck
And me arching my back
And you sighing
And it hurt but it felt so good
Then a massage
Then a tackle
Then a kiss
And soon we were both scratching and kissing
And you were tearing off my shirt
And I was helping with yours
And with our bodies pressed together
I whispered "I like this better"
And then our hands went down
We helped each other out
You were rough
I was gentle
We wanted it
Or I wanted it
And I was a little scared
But I knew I was happy
And then our pants were off
And your fingers were in me
And my fingers were on you
And then it was happening and I was shaking
And sputtering and moaning
While you sat with a smirk on your face
And I wondered why you weren't doing the same
And I was worried
But then I forgot to be worried
And I looked in your eyes as you clawed at my skin
And it hurt
But it was a good hurt
And then you were in me
And we kissed
Then I apologized for being so bad at it
And you said "I like to give, not receive"
And then I was gone
And you were gone
And it was perfect
And it hurt the next day
And I was covered in scratches and marks and kisses
And it was amazing