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Firey had a girlfriend. However, he hasn’t ever really thought of her as a girl (as rude as it sounds). 

Life with Leafy was great. She was kind, compassionate, reliable, honest, and impossible not to love. Their friendship before was great, but being able to hold and kiss her whenever he wanted was even better . Firey never thought he could’ve been missing anything in their relationship until a certain day.

Firey, Coiny, Pen, Snowball, and Eraser were all spending some time in the Goiky grasslands and playing ‘UNO!’ together. 

“Wait, what?” Firey was stumped. “I thought that if I had more than one card of the same number, I could place all of them at once disregarding the color!”

“You can only place two though, Firey. If you have any more cards of the same number left, then you’ll have to wait until your next turn.” Pen explains, placing down a blue five when it’s his turn.

"Only because we decided not to stack this round..." Coiny mumbled to no one but himself, just a tiny bit annoyed because stacking always makes the game more fun.

“That‘s not fair! That’s not how I was taught!!” Firey complains. 

“Stop being such a baby and deal with it,” Snowball says. 

“Well, why don’t you stop being such a jerk?” Firey retorts. 

”Can you all just be quiet?” Eraser says monotonously. 

“Yeah guys, chill out. It’s just a simple card game.” Coiny says. 

“Whatever.” Snowball mumbles. 

The game continues on, with Firey in last place and Coiny in first. Suddenly, Eraser snickers once it’s his turn. 

“I was gonna save this for later but since no one has won yet…” Eraser puts down a plus two, then another plus two, then another, and finally, says ‘uno’ before placing a plus four. His cards dissipated in a flash and Pen—whose turn came next—gasped. 

“Eraser!” Pen yelled.

“Sorry Pen, but you gotta do what you gotta do to win.” Eraser shrugs. “I wasn’t targeting you though, but I can’t help the fact that your turn comes after mine.”

Firey snickers in the background and Coiny watches the unfair move unravel with an annoyed expression. 

“Awh man…there’s not even any point in continuing now that I have, like, a bajillion cards.” Pen sighs.

“Don’t be such a weakling, Pen. Face the loss like a man!” Snowball persists. Pen wasn’t impressed. 

“Well, the game will take forever to finish at this rate, so we’ll just stop here. Looks like Eraser wins this time.” Coiny says, placing his cards in the middle and going around to collect everyone else’s cards. 

“Congratulations anyway, Eraser.” Pen smiles and high-fives him. 

“I’m just too good.” Eraser smirks. 

“Whatever, I didn’t wanna play anyway.” Firey crosses his arms. 

“You’re only saying that ‘cuz you were losing.” Pen says playfully.

“At least I wasn’t given ten cards all at once when I was only two cards away from winning!” Firey responds.

“Oh, huh…I guess you’re right about that. So technically, I was losing at the end there.” Pen scratches the back of his head thoughtfully. 

“So uh, what now?” Snowball asks. 

Coiny finishes putting away all the cards and sits back down in his original spot. “What do you mean?”

“Like, now that we’re done with the game, we can’t just walk off in separate directions. That’d be awkward.” Snowball says. 

“So are you suggesting we do something else?” Pen asks. 

“But what is there left to do?” Firey asks. 

Eraser puts his finger on his chin. “Ooh! Wait! I’ve been meaning to ask, Coiny, but how are things going with Pin?” Eraser asks with his usual nonchalant expression. Snowball's eyes brighten up at the possible talk of relationships, and maybe, something….even more. 

“Where’d that come from?” Coiny grows skeptical. 

“I dunno, just trying to make conversation. We can just change the topic if you want though.” Eraser replies. 

“Nah, I don’t have a problem with it. Nothing has really changed between us anyway. All I can say is that she’s a great girlfriend.” Coiny says proudly, getting too caught up with thoughts of his kind, loyal, and encouraging partner flooding into his head. 

“That’s pretty sweet, man.” Pen says. “Good for you.”

“Are you completely sure nothing has changed though?” Snowball asks with a strange lilt in his tone that confuses Coiny a bit. 

“What are you implying?”

Snowball sighs and Pen, Eraser and Firey raise their eyebrow simultaneously in confusion. “I’ll just be straight-up about it: how far have you two gone?” 

Pen chokes on his own spit and Eraser’s expression doesn’t change. 

“Oh, uhh…” Coiny says nervously, “That's kind of a private question, Snowball.”

“Can you answer it though?” Snowball grins with mischief. 

“This is gonna be good.” Eraser says.

“You don’t have to answer if you don’t want to, Coiny.” Pen chimes in.

“I mean, I could answer, but I would be giving away information about Pin as well, and—I can’t really do that without her permission.” Coiny shrugs awkwardly. “So yeah…can’t really answer that.”

Snowball gives a dissatisfied expression while Pen and Eraser seem to be indifferent about the whole matter. 

Firey leans an arm atop Coiny’s head. “He’s just saying that because he has no game.” He howls with laughter. 

“Shut up, Firey.” Coiny slaps him in retaliation, though it isn’t spiteful. 

Snowball comes by another realization once Firey speaks. “Well then Firey, what about you?” And his scheming tone is back. 

“Huh?” Firey says, not fully registering Snowball’s words because of his squabbling with Coiny.

“You are dating Leafy, right?” Pen asks. 

“Well, yeah. What about it?” Coiny facepalms at Firey’s stupidity and his inability to use context clues to pick up on what they were asking based on what had happened with Coiny just a few seconds prior. 

“Snowball wants to know if you’ve fucked Leafy.” Eraser says bluntly. 

Coiny makes an uncomfortable face and Snowball internally questions the wording but doesn’t really mind it because his question finally got across. 

“Eraser!!” Pen says through gritted teeth, face flushing at his bold choice of words. 

Firey, however….

“Dude, he’s frozen.” Snowball points out.

“My bad.” Eraser says, looking at Firey who was completely immobile and whose expression was completely unreadable. 

“Maybe you guys should just drop this whole thing.” Coiny says. 

“Yeah, we could hang out together in tons of other ways anyway.” Pen suggests. 

Once Firey registers the words and takes them in, a blush instantly creeps up onto his face. “What!??!?”

“Nevermind, he’s back.” Snowball points out once again. 

“So uh…can you answer?” Eraser asks. 

“I, uh….I never really thought about…d-d-doing that sorta stuff.” Firey averts his eyes and sweat was piling up on his face, his cheeks completely red. 

“There’s no way that stutter was real.” Coiny mumbles.

“But Firey, you’re a dude! You’ve seriously never thought about anything like that before?” Pen says, not trying to make Firey uncomfortable but genuinely surprised that Firey doesn’t have days where he gets… frustrated.

“That’s bullshit.” Snowball says.

“I’m not lying!” Firey says defensively. “I mean—we do hug and hold hands every now and then, but…we did that stuff before we even started dating too. I guess I just feel so comfortable around her that…I never really thought of going further.” Firey twiddles his thumbs together. 

“So what you’re basically saying is that ever since you’ve started dating, nothing has changed from when you two were still friends?” Coiny questions. 

Firey doesn’t reply but his silence gives himself away anyway. 

“There’s no shame in that though, Firey. On the bright side, you’re one of the few BFDI contestants to even have a lover anyway.” Pen says enthusiastically, trying to cheer him up. “It doesn’t matter how far you’ve gotten, I bet a lot of people are still envious of you either way.”

“I think it’s a waste.” Eraser crosses his arms. “Leafy has a lot going for her, so it’d be better if Firey finally noticed it.” He states. Firey feels conflicted at that. 

“Eraserrr! You can’t just talk about someone’s girlfriend like that!!” Pen whispers through gritted teeth once again. 

“What? Pretty much all the female contestants are hot anyway.” He replies, spouting his exact thoughts without a care in the world. 

“ Except ‘bossy bot’ golf ball!” Snowball takes that statement personally. 

“You guys…” Coiny mumbles to himself defeatingly. 

“Is it that bad?” Firey finally speaks, pulling all the other males out of their degenerate conversation. 

“What do you mean?” Pen says. 

“That I’ve never looked at or thought of Leafy that way?” Firey adds on. 

“If you wanna continue being a loser, then yeah.” Snowball spouts. 

“Don’t give unnecessary advice, Snowball!” Coiny says. 

Snowball gives a sheepish smile. “Sorry.”

Coiny turns to look at Firey. “It sort of depends. Some girls have the sort of mentality that they’re not pretty enough if you refuse to go further with them, but I don’t think Leafy is like that.”

“Really?” Firey asks.

“I mean, she definitely has her fair share of insecurities, but she would never be unreasonable about them. I’m sure you didn’t upset her in any way.” Coiny assures.

Instead of looking satisfied, Firey raises an eyebrow. “How would you know?”

Coiny decides to not bring up the events of BFB 15. “Uh, just a gut feeling.”

“Yeah, Firey! You don’t have to get so overly physical just because you’re dating. I’m sure Leafy’s fine with the way you two are right now.” Pen puts his hands on his hips. 

“Hm, I guess that’s true. Sex doesn’t really define love anyway.” Eraser says with a hand on his chin. 

“You guys are all so boring.” Snowball huffs. Though it was rude of him, everyone was already used to his obnoxiousness by now, so they’ve always decided to humor him anyway. 

“You should go to Blocky and ask him this shit instead.” Coiny replies plainly. “He’d probably give a satisfactory answer.”

Snowball pauses for a moment. “Actually, that could work. You guys wanna come with?” Snowball stands up and looks down at Pen and Eraser.

“Sure, whatever.” Eraser says.

“Got nothing better to do.” Pen shrugs. 

The three of them start walking away and Coiny turns to Firey (who was still leaning an arm on his head).

“Those three are always joking around with each other, you don’t have to take them seriously.”

“Yeah…right.” Firey smiles. He, in fact, did take it seriously.

****

The next day, Firey woke up after attempting to get as much sleep as possible without thinking about the conversation he had from a few days ago. It didn’t really work, however. 

When he came outside, he was greeted with Leafy’s back turned to him, working away at the stove. 

“G’morning Leafy.” Firey mumbles, covering his mouth with his hand to contain a yawn. “What are you making?” 

“Oh, hello Firey!” Leafy turns her head and smiles brightly at her boyfriend. That was enough to snap Firey out of it. “Nothing much, just eggs and toast. I was just getting tired of going out to eat every early morning. It’s always so chilly outside!” Leafy rambles on while her back is still turned. She was never a master chef, but she was definitely a decent cook if it wasn’t already proved by the taco and cake contests from BFDI. “I should probably ask Pin to teach me a thing or two. She’s such a pro at baking! I’m just totally sure she can make ordinary dishes that taste just as delicious! Don’t you think so too, Firey?” Once she’s done, Leafy sets both of their plates down onto the table Firey was sitting at. 

Leafy’s question goes unanswered, however, because Eraser’s and Pen’s stupid words were stuck in Firey’s head. 

“Snowball wants to know if you’ve fucked Leafy.”

…

“But Firey, you’re a dude! You’ve seriously never thought about anything like that before?”

…

Screw them all. 

“…rey. Firey!” Leafy yells. “Are you okay?” 

“Huh? Oh, uh—yeah, I’m fine. Sorry about that.” Firey stutters out. 

“Okay then. Wait right here, I’ll go get some tissues.” Leafy says as she proceeds to walk back to the counter. 

Left with nothing else to do, Firey finds his eyes starting to trail after Leafy’s figure. Upon doing so, he noticed more about her than he remembered. 

She was wearing a crop top (which she does very often at home when she’s getting comfortable) with thin, baggy shorts. Whenever she moved her arms, her crop top would stretch and go up a bit, compressing her chest and allowing Firey a full view of the shape of her breasts. Firey’s face grew redder by the second after catching a glimpse of her thighs as well. They were littered with cute freckles and were thicker than Firey originally remembered. They looked soft enough for his head to lay down on and rub his cheek up against. Firey was sure he’d get an amazing amount of sleep if he was given that opportunity. 

Eyes trailing back up again, he noticed the crop top exposing Leafy’s waist. It was slimmer than he thought; perfect to be held in Firey’s grip. All the way back up to her face, there were small, barely noticeable freckles on her nose and cheeks. He’s surprised he hasn’t noticed even after kissing Leafy multiple times. And when Leafy turns her head and smiles out some words that went into one ear and out the other, oh how beautiful it was. 

She looked ten times more radiant, sexy, and cute all the same time. It was all too much for Firey to handle. Then she started walking towards him—closer, and closer…!

“Firey!” The muffled words finally went into his head. Leafy was hovering above him with one hand on her hip and another holding a few tissues. “You’re doing it again! You’re acting weird. Your face was all red too! Are you sure you’re okay? No fever or anything?” 

Firey’s heart thumped in his chest as he looked up, Leafy’s chest in a better angle to view from his perspective. Firey tried to focus on her face instead, but Leafy’s worried and skeptical eyes only made him feel more pressure. If anything, everyone and their mothers knew Firey was a terrible liar. 

Thump.

Suddenly, making eye contact with her instantly gets harder when she leans down—close enough to kiss, and to observe even the tiniest freckles on her face—and places her hand on Firey’s forehead. 

Thump. Thump.

“Yup, definitely warmer than it usually is. Firey, do you want me to check your temperature just in case? Ever since you woke up, you’ve also been staring at me really weirdly…”

Thump. Thump. Thump.

“O-Oh! Really? Sorry about that, I was just spacing out.” Firey laughs it off nervously. 

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

“Really? Because….” Everything else Leafy said was instantly drowned out by Firey’s head and his accelerating heartbeat. Leafy moved in even closer to his face now, until their noses were touching. This kind of distance was never a problem for them before, but right now, Leafy just looked too beautiful and she was so up close and Firey wanted to look everywhere but he didn’t know where to start and her voice was just so soothing and sent chills down his spine and her breath was so hot and gave him shivers and her lips were so pink and soft and wet—

Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump. Thump.

“ I need to use the bathroom!!” Firey sputters off his seat and runs into the bathroom, slamming the door way harder than he intended. Leafy watched him leave with a confused expression. There are just so many things she still can’t understand about the peculiar boy.

Firey was able to calm down and keep it together for the rest of the day, and Leafy’s suspicions didn’t go any further. However, he would be facing the real challenge at night. 

Firey hopped into his bed a little early to try to catch up on some lost sleep. He forgot to overlook a major piece of information in their relationship and didn't realize what it was until Leafy entered the room shortly after and told Firey to scoot over. 

That's right.

Leafy and Firey sleep in the same bed. Cuddled up together. 

It’s normal for couples to do this kind of thing with each other, and it was no big deal for Firey and Leafy because they were so comfortable with each other. Hugging each other in the midst of it wasn’t unnatural either, considering they hug all the time, even back before they started dating. 

This time however, after closely analyzing her body today and being unable to keep his heart in his chest in her presence, Firey was unsure if he would be okay after squishing up against her for a whole night. 

Firey sat up immediately and held his hands out in front of him. “A—Actually, I’ve decided I want to sleep on the couch today…”

Leafy raised an eyebrow. “Why? Are you sick after all? If you really are, you don’t have to hide it from me, y’know. I don’t get that sick easily anyway.” She stands still at the edge of the bed. 

“No, it’s not that. I’m not sick, I promise.” Firey persists. Leafy stealthily leans forwards to check his temperature once again, completely catching Firey off guard. 

“Hm…your temperature seems fine this time. Maybe I was just imagining things.” Leafy shrugs. She then lifts a knee onto the bed before Firey stops her again, involuntarily this time. Leafy frowns and backs up once again. “Firey, seriously, what’s wrong? Why don’t you want me to sleep with you? Are you upset? If I did something wrong, you could just tell me. I’m not gonna get mad.” She tries to hide the sadness in her tone but Firey picks up on it anyway because of the uncomfortable tension in the air. 

Finally, he gives in and sighs. He’ll just have to go through the entire night with these thoughts raging in his head. He felt… guilty, to say the least. It felt like he was defiling her, and holding Leafy in his arms while thinking perverted stuff about her would only make him feel like even worse of a boyfriend.

 However, he had the power to control those thoughts. It was his own fault if he ever ended up getting carried away, but for now though, it wasn’t worth it to make Leafy feel upset or responsible for Firey’s troubles. It wouldn’t be fair to her. 

“Sorry, Leafy. Nothing’s wrong, I swear. I was just overthinking something, but it’s not a big deal anymore. You can come in.” Firey makes space on the bed and lifts his blanket up, indicating for Leafy to get inside. For a second, Leafy didn’t look very convinced, but she snuggles into Firey happily and ends up smiling nonetheless. Firey holds her back and sighs again, forcing his mind to draw a blank and to look at nothing but the back of his eyelids until he gets bored enough to fall asleep. 

After about an hour has passed, Leafy’s quiet breathing and the slow rising and falling of her chest indicated that she was already fast asleep. She was now sleeping with Firey spooning her from behind. Although, by forcing himself to not think about anything at all, Firey figured that it only kept his mind more busy. 

No, it doesn’t matter. 

Whatever you do, don’t think about Leafy.

Ignore the fact that you’re holding her right now and that her hair and nape smell so good and that her ass is up against—

“Uhm…Firey…?” A quiet voice comes from in front of him. 

Firey audibly gasps, perhaps out of fear, because he had initially thought Leafy was asleep. 

“Luh—Leafy! What’s wrong? I thought you were asleep already. Hahah…” Firey starts off with a yell but lowers his voice immediately and whispers instead after remembering how late it was already. He nervously laughs to himself afterwards. 

“Uh—well…y—“ Leafy stutters and pauses, unable to finish her sentence, which surprises Firey because she has always been the calm, rational one in their relationship and she almost never loses her cool. Now however, she seemed at a loss for words and maybe even nervous or embarrassed for that matter, which made Firey feel a little better about himself. 

“Leafy? Is everything okay?” Firey asks softly. 

“Yeah…I just, you— uhm…” Firey must’ve been imagining it but Leafy’s nape started to warm up a ton, even though her body usually ran way colder than Firey’s. If Firey wanted to be smug about this unexpected outcome, then he would save it for later because Leafy seemed genuinely troubled. 

Suddenly, Leafy takes a deep breath (which Firey could feel because of his arm wrapped around her) and sighs. “Something’s poking me. Down there.” Leafy puts it simply, specifying what she meant by her first sentence. 

It doesn’t take Firey too long to understand what she meant, considering that the ‘something’ belonged to his body. 

“Uh— oh. OH.” Firey instantly lets go of Leafy and flips onto his other side, showing his back to her. “Oh my god, I’m so so sorry Leafy, that just came out of nowhere and I didn’t mean it, I swear! Please just forget this ever happened— actually, I’ll just go to the bathroom and leave you alone for a while—“ Firey stammers, face beet red (though no one would notice under the darkness of the room), and he starts getting off the bed until Leafy turns around and grabs his arm.

“Li—Listen Firey, I know it’s not your fault or anything, and…I know you can’t really control this stuff, so…y-you don’t really have to worry about it…” Leafy says with her eyes averted, trying to sound composed even as she was blushing furiously. 

What she didn’t know though was that Firey could control it and it was his fault. Not the bodily functions, but the fact that it only happened because he was thinking about Leafy (which he couldn’t really control either but he still felt guilty about it). 

“You don’t hafta’ sugarcoat it Leafy, I know I just made things kinda awkward for the both of us…” Firey rubs the back of his neck, “I can just excuse myself for a second, it’s no big deal.” Firey proceeds to move his legs off the bed, stopping when Leafy’s grasp on his arm tightens. 

“If it’s not a big deal, then you don’t have to leave, Firey. Can you just stay here with me? It’s freezing.” Leafy exaggerates. “It’s just another function of your body, it doesn’t really bother me. It only…caught me off-guard at first.” Leafy blushes once again but sits up so she can properly communicate with Firey. “I’m sure it’ll dissipate in no time! Let’s just go to sleep and you can wait it out, okay?” 

Leafy still seemed embarrassed and awkward but she gave Firey an expectant look and readjusted her hold on his arm. Firey didn’t know how to react, as he was sure he was making her uncomfortable. Seriously, whose girlfriend would ever ask her boyfriend to continue sleeping with her right after he gets a boner!? She definitely had to be muscling through it so that Firey wouldn’t be embarrassed. 

“Uh, are you sure? You’re not just doing this to spare my feelings? ‘Cuz I know I’m at fault here, so if you feel uncomfortable then I can just leave. It’s not a problem.” 

Leafy shakes her head. “It’s really late anyway. Besides, I think it’d be more awkward if you just left and came back right after.” 

Firey sighs, unable to disagree with that. Although this whole ordeal was embarrassing for him, it didn’t seem that bad anymore because Leafy was so accepting. It was just like talking about these things with friends of the same gender. 

“Alright then.” Firey lies back down and pulls the covers over. “I’ll just face the other way.” 

Leafy lies back down but instantly glues herself to his back and wraps her arms around him. “Fireeeyy.” Firey didn’t even have to turn around to know Leafy was pouting.“I know I’m just being straight-up selfish right now, but you don’t have to turn away. I know you’re just trying to be respectful but as I said before, I really don’t mind it. Just try to get comfortable, or you won’t be falling asleep anytime soon.”

Firey grunts. How is he ever supposed to ‘wait it out’ if Leafy keeps initiating stuff like this!?? He supposes he could just listen to her for the time being. She wasn’t exactly wrong; Firey did feel very comfortable around her. 

Firey turns around and faces Leafy, whose eyes are now level with his. She seems shocked at first, as if she wasn’t actually expecting him to turn around, but she doesn’t comment on it and hugs him anyway. Firey sighs and hugs her back. Instantly, Leafy’s sweet, fresh scent washes over him instantly and floods his nostrils. This is why I didn’t wanna do this, he thought. 

Firey was a little grateful anyway because so far, nothing bad has happened and he was getting sleepier by the second. It has probably been about an hour since he got that boner, and it was already almost soft by now. A few more minutes and it would be smooth sailing from there. 

That’s what he thought , before Leafy jolted around in her sleep and rubbed up against him, closing and squeezing him in between her thighs. Great, now all the progress he had made on calming down was completely thrown out the window. Agreeing with Leafy was a totally bad idea, but hey, how could Firey ever reject her? It becomes obvious that she was semi-conscious when she readjusts her arms around Firey, who was receiving way too much friction than he could handle in one night. 

However, Leafy seals the deal when she involuntarily murmurs, making a sweet, low whine that goes right down Firey’s spine. That was it. 

Firey pulls himself out of Leafy’s arms roughly—which fully wakes her up—and kneels above Leafy’s body with his arms beside her head, throwing the covers off. 

Leafy hadn’t fully processed the position they were in and she rubs her eyes drearily, yawning right after. “Firey…?” She mumbles. “What’s wrong? I was just about to fall asleep.”

She still seemed pretty out of it until Firey places his hands on her shoulders. “You! You’re what’s wrong! This whole thing happened because of you!” Firey borderline yells in frustration. This snaps her awake and she looks at him with wide eyes, still not fully understanding what Firey means. 

“F-Firey? What’re you talking about? Did I do something?” Leafy asks softly before her eyes travel down just a bit and she instantly goes quiet. “Ah…it—it still isn’t gone…?” Leafy says bashfully. 

“How could it!? This is why I didn’t wanna sleep with you Leafy! Because I knew this would happen. You keep— moving and wriggling around in your sleep and I can feel all of it! This only started because I keep thinking of you!” Firey moves away from Leafy and sits up straight—whilst still on top of her—and places his hands on his head as if he was going through some inner struggle. Despite all his yelling, Leafy still looked a little confused. 

She sits up as well so she can match Firey’s height. “Um, Firey, can you say everything a little slower? What happened?” She lowers her face to try to get Firey to look at her. 

Firey still seems unresponsive, however. “Ah, who am I kidding? It’s not your fault Leafy, it’s mine.”  

Leafy raises an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

“I’m a pervert.” Firey says, sounding shameful upon the revelation. “I’m sorry, Leafy. None of this would’ve happened if they didn’t say any of that!” He says, referring to the incident with Coiny, Snowball, Pen and Eraser. 

“Chill out , Firey!!” Leafy yells angrily. “I have no . Idea. What. You’re talking about.” She places her hands on his shoulders and forces him to make eye contact. 

Firey is startled at first once she raises her voice, but it pulls him out of whatever internal conflict he was in. 

“Leafy…I don’t know what came over me all of a sudden but Snowball’s and Eraser’s words got to my head and ever since, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.” Firey sighs. 

Leafy was…taken aback, to say the least. There could only be one thing that is being implied by when your boyfriend tells you he can’t stop thinking about you while he’s sprouting a boner. Leafy blushes. “Uh, so…are you saying— that,” Leafy pauses and looks at the tent in Firey’s pants, “is because of m-me?” She then points to herself. 

It was Firey’s turn to blush now. “…Yeah.” 

Leafy felt like saying something but the words wouldn’t come out. 

“I’m sorry Leafy! You’re just way too pretty and—and I couldn’t stand being around you while these thoughts were swirling around in my head! I didn’t wanna make you uncomfortable or anything so that’s why I was avoiding you!

Leafy ignores his words and musters up the courage to say something. 

“Um, Firey…” she hesitates but crawls closer and holds Firey’s hand, “since this whole thing is ‘my fault’, and everything…” Leafy looks down until her bangs are completely hiding her face, “it would o-only be fair if…if I take responsibility and…help you out… or something.” She mutters out. 

The room goes completely silent. Firey looks completely stunned and doesn’t give any reaction except for a blush forming on his face. 

“I—I mean!! I have been kinda irrational by making you wait it out for so long anyway! There’s no doubt sleeping with a hard-on could be pretty uncomfortable and—and besides! Once you take care of it, you’ll probably be worn out afterwards and you’ll fall asleep way faster!” Leafy panics. 

Instead of saying anything, Firey pounces on Leafy, knocking her backwards onto the bed. His face was practically radiating embarrassment, but he ignored that fact. 

“Do…do you mean that??” He asks, intertwining his hands with Leafy’s. 

Leafy gives a sheepish smile. “Of course I do, I just…never knew you thought of me that way.” She says as she averts her eyes. Though she would never say it, the revelation made her awfully happy. She thought someone as clueless as Firey would just continue treating her as a close friend, but with all the sudden development and attention she’s received so far, Leafy feels far from uncomfortable. 

Though it strains her neck, Leafy leans her head up to gently kiss Firey. When Firey returns the gesture, however, he seems much more eager. He hugs her tightly instead and instantly locks their lips. Considering they’ve been dating for almost a year now, the farthest they have gone is kissing, and even if they end up taking it up a notch, there has never been any tongues involved; just an aggressive nipping and sucking of the other’s lips. Though neither of them had any experience with making out, Firey instantly dove in with his tongue. Despite the fact that he had never done it before, his body takes over anyway and he does as he pleases. 

Leafy muffles out various sounds as she tries to keep up with Firey. They let their tongues dance with each other and join lips to enclose that very action. Whenever they pull away, it would only be for a split-second before they would come back in again. 

“Mmph…mm—“ Although it was messy, Leafy found the experience to be quite enjoyable. She didn’t really understand the purpose of getting tongues involved before. It seemed gross, dirty, and there wasn’t any point if a simple kiss on the lips could convey just as much love. However, she didn’t realize until now that what she was conveying through her kissing wasn’t love, but lust. As nasty as it sounds, if felt like she was joined with Firey everytime his saliva mixed with hers. 

Firey then pulls away and begins to start giving her open-mouthed kisses instead. “Leafy…” he mumbles, not really expecting an answer. 

“Uhn…Firey,” Leafy says in between kisses, “slow down. I…don’t really know how to do this.”

Firey doesn’t reply but he leaves small pecks on her mouth instead. He travels his head down and places those same small kisses on her jaw, neck, and collarbone. Leafy shivers a little. 

“You okay, Leafy?” Firey asks as he sucks her neck. 

“It tickles…” She breathes out with a smile. 

The kissing was great and all but Firey wanted way more. He wanted all of her body, in fact, because that’s exactly what’s been on his mind the entire day. It hasn’t even been twenty four hours since he began seeing Leafy in this strange, new erotic light, but it proves just how comfortable he had been around her to completely disregard the fact that she was a girl; one who was dating him. He could’ve done this months ago if he kept his eyes a little more open. 

Firey pulls away and goes back to sitting on top of Leafy. “Can I touch?” He says, breathing erratically like a maniac. If he wasn’t being specific enough, he makes grabby motions with his hands. 

“G-Go ahead…” Leafy flushes a little at the indication. Firey wastes no time grabbing her breasts and squeezing them. He starts off with a few experimental squeezes first and his eyes widen a little at his discovery.

 “Wow. They’re soft.” 

Like many other girls, the sensation of her chest being fondled wasn't doing much to get her going but she still felt butterflies, perhaps because it was Firey who was doing it. 

“You sure didn’t hesitate.” Leafy says with the back of her hand resting on her forehead. “Have you been waiting to do this?” She teases. 

“Since I woke up.” Firey replies, unable to catch on. Leafy gives a frustrated grunt at his honesty. 

Firey holds them both for a while and occasionally gives very rough squeezes which Leafy always returns with a wince. “ Gently .” She warns. Firey continues to grope them for a little longer than Leafy would deem to be necessary.

“Fireeyy, get on with it! Just let me help you out so that we can go to sleep already.” Leafy mumbles impatiently. 

“But you are helping me out, Leafy.” Firey says as he travels down to kiss her sides. “You said you would take responsibility, right? But you don’t fully know what I want from you, so I’m just taking it all.” He then leans down to kiss and suck the insides of her thighs which she tries to suppress a few gasps at.  

“Man, I would’ve liked to mess with you Leafy but unfortunately, I’m pretty impatient too.” Firey says as he lifts his head. Leafy watches him with an unreadable expression.

***

“Remind me why I have to sit like this.” Leafy demands, annoyed. Firey was currently sitting against the bed frame with his knees up and spread apart. Leafy was sitting on his lap, her back leaning against his chest while her legs were placed behind Firey’s knees so he could lock them into place. Her shorts and underwear were completely thrown away and her legs being spread widely apart only added onto the embarrassment on her face (which Firey couldn’t currently see). 

“Because I wanna put it in, Leafy, but I can’t do it just like that or it’ll hurt for the both of us.” Firey whines. “So I have to stretch you out first.”

“Y-yeah, I know that already but…why in this position?” Leafy asks.

“I don’t know, I just find it very convenient.” Firey teases, clearly finding it funny. Leafy clicks her tongue at that. Since they didn’t have any lube or other materials either, Firey would have to spend extra time on relaxing and opening Leafy’s walls, though he didn’t mind at all. “Can I?” He asks.

Instead of a verbal response, Leafy just nods, the tips of her ears red. 

Firey extends his arm over Leafy’s body and hesitantly reaches down, blushing. When he finally touches her, however, his fingertips instantly slide against her flaps. 

“It’s wet.” Firey states in amazement. 

“You don’t have to say that stuff out loud, Firey.” Leafy groans in embarrassment. 

Firey uses his index and middle finger to quickly massage the area before he stops moving completely. “How far down do I have to go?” He asks. Leafy muffles a laugh at that, finding Firey’s inexperience pretty cute. 

“Here.” She says, placing a hand on Firey’s and guiding it down until he reaches her opening. Firey doesn’t waste time and sticks his middle finger inside slowly. There was at least enough room for one finger to slide in without difficulty. Firey pushes it in as far as it can go and presses upwards towards her stomach, which releases a quiet noise from Leafy. 

“Does it feel good there?” Firey asks, pushing at the spot over and over. 

“Y-Yeah…it feels nice.” Leafy breathes out. 

“Alright then, try to relax.” Firey says. Leafy tries to get over the embarrassment of the situation and she relaxes her tensed-up lower muscles, allowing Firey more room to move his finger around inside her. She leans her head back onto Firey’s shoulder so that it’s now in view for him to look at. 

Firey pulls his finger out and everytime he goes back in, he aims for the same spot against the top of her walls. The stimulation was okay, but it wasn’t enough to evoke a real reaction out of Leafy. She mostly let out soft hums at Firey’s actions. 

“I’m adding another one.” He says as he tries to stick in his index finger. The tightness instantly intensified and Leafy hissed.

“Sorry Leafy, are you okay?” Firey asks worriedly. 

“I’m good, just go slowly.” She assures. Firey keeps the tips of his fingers submerged inside her and waits until she opens up enough to let him through. It was definitely painful at first but it wasn’t unbearable and she quickly got used to the sensation. Firey was now pistoning two of his fingers in and out, hitting her g-spot every time he went back in. He speeds up tremendously and Leafy holds his arm for support as she whines. A third finger was much harder to stick in and although Firey was very impatient, he was caring enough to wait until she became adjusted. Thankfully, the process didn’t take too long because Leafy was extremely relaxed, displaying just how much she trusted Firey to touch and see every part of her. 

Firey becomes curious and extends his left arm past Leafy as well, while his right arm was still opening her up from the inside. He uses two of his fingers to rub her pussy as he works her up, and nothing drastic changes until he rubs a certain spot. 

“ Ah—!” Leafy suddenly moans. Both Firey’s hands stop and he looks at her instantly while Leafy blushes and quickly covers her mouth with both of her hands, supposedly surprised with herself too. Firey continues watching her expression but he goes back to fingering her while his left hand rubs the circular spot that caused such a reaction in the first place. He gives one slow rub at first and monitors her expression. Leafy moans and squeals once again. 

“Does that spot feel good, Leafy?” Firey asks. 

Leafy drapes her head backwards over Firey’s shoulder and let’s her hair hang off of him. “Yeah…it does but…I’m really sensitive there, so—“

Firey took that as permission to rapidly begin rubbing the spot over and over while he stimulated her g-spot as well. 

“F-Firey—! I said—o- oh~” she gets cut off by the pleasure.

“Well then, do you want me to stop?” 

“ Oh god, please don’t Firey…ungh—!!” Leafy leans her entire body weight onto the boy behind her and she feels her legs giving out. 

“Leafy, you’re tightening up again. If you relax, it’ll feel much better.” Though Firey wasn’t the one getting off, the sight of Leafy being undone by him and the sound of her melodic voice just turned him on tenfold.

“S-slow down, hah, Firey! I—I’m g-gonna—“ This only causes him to increase his pace until his hands start to cramp up and his wrists start to ache, but he wasn’t going to stop until his girlfriend was satisfied. “ Ngh~ Firey! Oh my fucking god Firey, Firey, Firey…!!” Leafy cries out his name like a broken record and Firey absolutely loves it. 

Suddenly, Leafy moans long and high as she finally cums, squirting all over Firey’s hand and drenching the bedsheets. Firey was rendered speechless once he pulls his fingers out and watches Leafy’s fluids drip down them. Leafy doesn’t react as she slumps down onto Firey and desperately tries to catch her breath. When she finally comes to, she lifts her head off Firey’s shoulder and is presented with a huge mess. Her face turns as red as a fire hydrant. 

“Holy shit.” Firey finally spits out, completely stunned. “That— you! …Can you do that again?” He asks in total amazement. 

“N-No way!! I’m already all loosened up now, isn’t that enough?” She complains. 

“Please? I’m sure you can do it again!” Firey says enthusiastically, already reaching for Leafy’s clit. 

“Hey—! I really can’t, Firey!” Leafy counters, thrashing around in his lap. 

(Leafy ended up letting him finger her again, but her fluids just leaked out this time instead. In Firey’s own words, “Aww…it didn’t gush out this time!” Leafy cheered him up by kissing him right after.)

Although two orgasms in a row ended up wearing Leafy out way more than she thought, she eventually found the energy to get up out of Firey’s lap (who was holding her while she recovered). 

“Whew.” Leafy sighs. Upon trying to get up, her hands accidentally land on Firey’s pants and she looks down. She experimentally rubs her palm up and down across his groin and Firey flushes at both the initiation and the friction. “You’ve been seriously waiting a long time, huh?” 

“Uh—Leafy, how are you feeling now?” Firey asks. His body grows more tense the more he tries to restrain himself. 

“I’m feeling fine. More importantly, um…” Leafy clears her throat with a fist in front of her mouth, averting her eyes while blushing, “we should probably…take care of that.”

Before she can turn around, Firey wraps his arms around her and kisses her. Although startled at first, Leafy closes her eyes and instantly returns the gesture. Firey leans his head to the side to get a better angle and stops to capture Leafy’s bottom lip between his teeth. Leafy attempts to pull away until she feels the small sting and when she opens her eyes, she’s met with Firey staring her down like she’s the most beautiful girl on Earth.

Firey let’s go of her to pull away and take his shirt off. Leafy watches him with awe as he completely discards his sweatpants with urgency as well. With his boxers being the only things in sight, Leafy analyzes what she’s been waiting to take for the past few hours; what’s been straining the entire day all because of her. She gives a heartwarming smile. “You’re already leaking.” She points out, referring to the wet patch on Firey’s boxers.

“Obviously.” Firey replies. He doesn’t hesitate to push Leafy down onto the bed. He slots himself between her legs and moves closer until his covered member is flush against Leafy’s skin. He hurriedly pulls the hem of his boxers down just enough for his dick to pop out, landing right onto Leafy’s stomach. It was her turn to stare in amazement now. Firey grows slightly self-conscious.  

“Can I touch it?” Leafy asks, looking down in between their bodies. 

“Please do.” Firey nearly begs. 

Leafy reaches her hand down and glides across the top of Firey’s cock with her index finger. She then uses her entire palm to rub it up and down as it sat on top of her. It felt great, honestly. Knowing that the pretty thing was leaking and twitching and standing up just for her. Just because of her. His girth was just a prime example of how much Firey really loved her, and Leafy admired it greatly. 

“Hey Fireball.” Leafy says.

“Yeah?”

“Fuck me.”

Firey wastes no time pushing himself inside Leafy, who grunts at the sudden intrusion. Firey pushes in further, all the way up to the hilt, until he can no longer see his dick. He grunts and lets out a long groan at the relief of Leafy’s tight and wet walls squeezing in on him. 

“Oh…oh fuuuck~” 

Leafy moans at the feeling of being completely filled up by the one she loves. “Hah…how is it, Firey?”

“Mmh… god , you feel so good, Leafy.” Firey says, and he hadn’t even started moving yet. “Does it hurt?”

Leafy shakes her head. “I’m okay, Firey. Just do whatever you need to do to cum, okay? You already made me feel good, so try focusing on yourself this time around.” Leafy says as she wraps her arms around Firey’s neck to hold him close. 

That was the final barrier holding Firey back before he breaks it once he pulls out, only to thrust back inside with great force. It felt like Leafy was stroking him, but only ten times better. Firey picks up a consistent rhythm and thrusts repeatedly into the moaning beauty below him, huffing and grunting as he did so. He felt awfully close even after only having been inside her for a mere few minutes. Figures; he has been containing himself for quite a long time. 

Firey hangs his head and pulls out all the way until only his tip is still inside. Already too pent-up, he instantly slams back inside, repeating the process and retaining the same sort of sloppy rhythm. 

“Ngh—!! Ah…Firey!” Leafy whines as he continuously thrusts into her tight heat. It felt so unreal to Firey; to finally have Leafy in his arms, moaning his name over and over like a whore. She was finally all Firey’s now. 

“Ah…Leafy, I— oh~ think I’m, hah, close…” Firey clearly doesn’t put any effort in forming coherent sentences, only focusing on thrusting faster and faster to release all the pleasure that’s been building up inside. 

Leafy’s hold on Firey tightens and she pulls him down for a sloppy, frantic kiss. Their teeth knock and clack against each other from the rhythmic shaking of their bodies and Leafy wraps her legs around Firey to keep him as close as possible. 

“Leafy…” Firey moans into her mouth. She kisses him back eagerly and licks the corner of his lips. “I…I’m nearly there.” He warns.

“G-Go ahead, Fi— ahn! ” Leafy throws her head back at a perfectly aimed thrust towards her sweet spot. Her words seemed like complete drabble compared to Firey’s. “Hah…h-hurry up and— ugh— and c-cum.” She demands. 

Firey’s pace becomes sloppier and broken as he quickly loses his composure, desperately trying to find his release. His thrusts get faster and rougher as he attempts to create enough friction for himself to topple over the edge. Every squeeze of Leafy’s thick, tight walls sent waves of hot pleasure coursing through his veins. The lewd sounds of their skin slapping gradually grows louder in volume as Firey finally reaches the limit. 

Burying himself as deeply as possible, he finally lets go and cums inside Leafy, who holds him tight while screaming his name. They stay in that position for a while, with Firey giving a few more slow thrusts to ride out his orgasm and finish completely. Firey buries his head into Leafy’s shoulder, breathing heavily as Leafy did the same. Finally, Firey regains his composure and gets off of Leafy to avoid crushing her with his entire body weight. 

“L-Leafy, you good?” He asks as he caresses her face. “How was it?”

“ Goodness Firey, I don’t even know what to say…” Leafy replies, resting the back of her hand on her forehead again. “It was amazing.” She smiles through the sweat piling up on her body. 

Firey leans down to kiss her again and Leafy happily kisses him back. “I love you, Leafy.” Firey randomly states. 

“You don’t have to remind me. I love you too.” Leafy says, leaving a final peck on his lips. “Anyway, I’m beat. Now that we’re done here, we can finally go to s—“ Leafy pauses as she feels the object inside her grow sturdy again and bigger in size, enough to poke her walls. “Firey…are you—are you hard again?” 

Firey merely scratches the back of his head. “I’m sorry Leafy, but…can we go again? Pretty please? That was nowhere near enough!” Firey pleads.

Leafy sighs. However, what she had just experienced felt like pure bliss, despite how tired she already was. She had gotten off three times while Firey had only gotten off once. She supposes it was only fair. “Fine…sure. Let’s just keep going until you feel better, okay?” Leafy leans up to kiss Firey’s forehead. 

Her permission instantly gets Firey going as he hurriedly pulls out and grabs Leafy’s thighs to maneuver them apart. Upon retracting his cock, his cum instantly leaks out plentifully. He had no idea how he could cum so much but still feel horny. Perhaps Leafy just really did have that much of an influence. 

He instantly lines up his tip with Leafy’s entrance and pounds back inside her. Leafy moans instantly and her mouth hangs open from the revival of pleasure. Firey doesn’t start off slow this time and he thrusts into her roughly from the get-go. He also starts off a little sloppy at first from the intensity of his first orgasm but having already reduced some of the pressure, he was able to regain his balance enough to position his thrusts properly to aim for Leafy’s sweet spot, causing her to whine and squirm everytime he hit it. 

Leafy moans and whimpers brokenly and her incoherent jumble of words sound like music to Firey’s ears. She also occasionally calls Firey’s name in that same, high-pitched, slutty way and that only makes him hornier. Unable to stop her sounds from escaping, her mouth hung open and drool started to dribble down the side. Even that image itself was sexy for Firey. 

Firey grows a little frustrated at being blocked by Leafy’s skin, so he grabs the underside of her thighs and pushes them down until they are against her chest, almost folding her in half. This grants him more access to plunge even deeper into her and reach more of that pussy that clenches around his cock so deliciously. Leafy moans more audibly at the action and tears begin to form at the corners of her eyes as she fully takes in Firey’s cock to the hilt; deeper and deeper until she could no longer think properly. Firey watches her breaking and becoming a complete mess under him with amazement and fascination in his eyes, adoring how beautiful she looked when fucked silly with his dick. Firey picks up his pace immensely and aims for the same spot over and over, completely abusing Leafy’s g-spot. As he watches carefully, he could notice his dick creating a small, barely recognizable bulge in Leafy’s stomach. Wow, that looked cute. 

Firey’s moans and groans grow louder as he slowly becomes undone by his girlfriend. His thrusts pick up urgency as his pace becomes messier by the second, a core sign that he was getting dangerously close. The heat inside his stomach increases and feels seconds away from completely bursting out. “F—Fuck…” Firey grunts. “Ungh…Leafy, I— hah— close. So close~” Firey manages to say. 

Leafy was completely dazed, however. It felt like she was seeing stars, and her vision was entirely blurry, while her head was filled with nothing but thoughts of Firey and his thick cock pounding into her repeatedly and making her feel full. Every thrust sends electricity throughout her entire body and makes her hairs stand on end. She could only drool and whine and moan as Firey stimulates her insides enough for the growing heat within her to increase tremendously, the pressure and pleasure causing her eyes to roll to the back of her head. 

“L—Leafy!! Uhnn…I’m gonna—hnn—gonna cummhm~” Firey breathes out, nearing his limit. 

“Ah-! Oh~ Fi—Firey…p-please— ngh!— fill me u—up…!!” Leafy does her best at conveying her words coherently. With one final thrust, the sensation grows and grows until finally, it overflows, “F—Fireeeeyyy…!” Leafy cums with a yell of Firey’s name and hugs him tightly, drenching his cock her her sweet juices

Firey wasn’t nearly there yet, but just the sound of her voice and the sight of her coming undone was enough to throw him over the edge. He fully buries his cock as deeply as he could into Leafy and spills his seed inside her. Leafy moans at the feeling of the burning hot substance filling her up completely and warming up her inside walls.

Firey collapses down onto Leafy and they both spend the next several minutes laying in each other’s embrace and trying to catch their breath. Firey, face hidden in Leafy’s shoulder, mentally questions how he’s gotten this far in the first place. It felt like a dream come true, Leafy being the kind girl she usually is and volunteering to satisfy Firey until he could no longer get hard. Laying in her arms right now, their lower halves combined, their bodies as one; it felt so enthralling. 

Firey seems to recover faster than Leafy, who uses both of her arms to cover her eyes while panting hard, face beet red and drooling. He gets back up and sits on his knees again, hugging Leafy as he did so to pull her up as well so that she was now sitting in his lap. Firey’s limp dick sat inside her and he looked up. 

“Leafy? You okay?” He asks, kissing the side of her face. Leafy removes her arms but when she looks at Firey, he doesn’t expect her eyes to be completely blank and dazed out. Her lips were red and bitten up, her hair that she normally takes such good care of was sloppy and sticking out in several areas, and the look she was giving Firey was just so erotic. She wraps her arms around Firey’s neck and lazily mushes her lips onto his. 

“Mmph…’love you…” She mumbles quietly into his mouth. Firey doesn’t put much effort into kissing her back either as he was already completely worn out. 

“I love you too.” Firey responds. His hands travel down to her waist to grab her firmly as he relishes the soft, slow and languid kisses he receives from Leafy. When she pulls away and Firey attempts to get a good look at her, he notices that even after everything they had been doing so far, Leafy’s crop top was still fully on her. Firey doesn’t ask before putting his fingers through the hem of her top. He pauses for a while and Leafy seems to get the hint, raising her arms up straight so Firey could take the piece of clothing off her and properly discard it. 

Being left with nothing but her black lace bra, Leafy comfortably leans into Firey’s chest and rests her head on his shoulder while he attempts to unclip it. He grunts and struggles for a while until Leafy pulls away and reaches her hands behind her back, undoing the bra straps herself. After she finally pulls it off and tosses it away, she leans closer to allow Firey to touch her. This time, his eyes stay transfixed on her boobs to watch the way they move around in his palms. He squeezes them roughly and without thinking, he leans down to lick a stripe up her breast. Leafy makes an exasperated sound and Firey just continues to lick and nip at her nipples. He holds them in between his teeth and pulls. 

“Firey…that hurts.” Leafy mumbles. Firey lets go with his teeth and travels up a little, sucking her skin before pushing his lips back to reveal his teeth. In one sudden motion, he bites down and sinks his teeth into her. Leafy winces and tightly holds Firey’s shoulders to steady herself. Firey licks and sucks the spot even further to try to set his mark in stone, and it only makes the sting intensify for Leafy. He finally pulls away, leaving a string of saliva between his tongue and her skin, and stares at the hickey with a giddy smile on his face. “What was the point of that?” Leafy asks quietly. 

“It’s a mark, Leafy. It’s proof that you’re mine.” Firey says as he leans forwards to hug Leafy with an innocent smile stretching from one ear to the other. 

Leafy doesn’t react as she instead pats Firey’s head and gently combs her fingers through his hair. “You don’t need to bite me to prove that though. I’ll always be yours, Firey.” She smiles until suddenly, she whimpers.

Firey pulls his head away. “What’s wrong, Leafy?”

Leafy just gives him a glare. “You’re hard again.”

“Oh.” Firey states plainly. To further punctuate her point, she wiggles her hips and grinds down on him which causes Firey to let out a hum of pleasure. “Oh my spark, I’m sorry Leafy.” He facepalms. “Uh—hey, listen… can we just go oneee more time…?” Firey looks at Leafy with pleading eyes. She gives him an unamused look. 

“That’s exactly what you said last time though.” She says. 

“I wasn’t lying, I really thought two times would be enough!” Firey says apologetically. 

Leafy looks him in the eyes for a few seconds before ultimately giving up and leaning into his chest, hugging his neck and giving an exaggerated drawn-out sigh. “Oh my tree Firey…” she says tiredly, “you know I’m not gonna say no.”

At that. Firey instantly perks up, and so does his dick. He quickly gives a bunch of small, scattered kisses all over Leafy’s face. “Only one more time, I promise.” He says as he embraces her body. 

It was not just one more time, however. 

Firey started by asking Leafy to ride him, and when her legs gave out towards the end, he supported her hips to maneuver them up and down onto his cock. When she claimed her legs and backside were aching, Firey asked her to use her mouth, and she ended up swallowing, too. He then made Leafy lay down on the bed with her ass up so Firey could use it, which hurt like fuck because of the absence of lubrication. When Firey was finally spent and could no longer get it up, they both took a shower together, with Firey being given the duty of washing both of them. And when they were finally ready to go to sleep and Firey was all cuddled up into Leafy, she checked her phone and groaned annoyedly when it read 6:12.

 Leafy groans when the sunlight hits her eyes. She attempts to reach her hand out to grab her phone but is instantly stopped by a force. She turns around to see Firey hugging her from behind. Apparently, her stirring around causes Firey to wake up too. He mumbles a little and rubs his eyes before yawning. Leafy doesn’t have the energy or strength to move though, her back still facing Firey. 

Instantly, Firey curiously pokes Leafy’s shoulder. “Leafyyy, you awake?” He asks playfully. 

“Mhm.” Leafy replies. 

Firey hums at the short but instant reply. “Hey Leafy.”

“Yeah?”

“Are you mad at me?” Firey tries to confirm. 

“A little.” Leafy whispers. 

“I’m sorry about— yesterday. I got carried away.” Firey scratches the back of his head. Leafy suddenly finds the willpower to turn her head around to face Firey. 

“I’m not that mad, Firey, just a little tired. You don’t have to be sorry.” She gives an apologetic smile.

“Still, I made you stay up really late with me anyway. Sorry for tiring you out.”

“Hmm…I’ll forgive you if you make me breakfast today.” She grins cheekily. 

“Sure, that’s not too bad.” Firey replies. The silence afterwards gives him time to think about the events that unfolded that very night. He was embarrassed to say the least, but even more than that, he was happy and felt fulfilled. Suddenly, a random thought crosses his mind. 

“Hey Leafy.”

“Yeah?”

“Did you feel good?”

Leafy chokes on her own spit at the sudden question. A blush starts rising to her cheeks at Firey’s boldness. 

“Wha—“ she struggles, “of course I did…” she mumbles, her face practically radiating. 

“Phew. Thank god.” 

Leafy raises an eyebrow. “What do you mean ‘thank god’?”

“Well, I just wanted to be sure you enjoyed it too because I don’t really…have any experience.” Firey says awkwardly.

“Why should experience be a problem?” Leafy asks. 

“I dunno, but I’ve heard that girls like being with people who can please them.”

“Firey.” She calls sternly.

“What.”

“We’re dating.” 

“Yeah? What does that have to do with experience?” He asks, completely clueless.

“I’m your girlfriend, and you’re my boyfriend. ” She says slowly to accentuate her point. 

“I know that.”

Leafy gives an unimpressed glare. “My point is that I love you, Firey, so anything you do to me will feel good anyway , whether you have experience or not. I would never leave you over something as stupid as ‘having a small dick’.” 

“You think I have a small dick?” Firey says, only paying attention to those specific words. 

“No Firey, it was just an example.” She says bluntly. 

“Oh, okay then.” Firey says simply, placing his feet off the bed. “Wait right here, I’m gonna make something amazing for you!” He waves his arms enthusiastically, heading for the kitchen right after. 

“Sure, sure.” Leafy humors. 

And since none of them had any plans, they were able to just relax at home the entire time and binge watch horror movies. 

The next day, Firey meets up with Coiny, Snowball, and Pen again for a game of ‘Sorry!’. Eraser wasn’t there this time because he was helping out with Blocky’s podcast. 

While Snowball was currently raging and threatening Pen for killing his piece, Coiny uses the distraction to whisper to Firey. 

”That reminds me, Firey, is Leafy doing okay?” Coiny randomly brings up in the midst of their conversation about what in the world the announcer could be made out of. 

“What? Why do you ask?” Firey questions. He was silently panicking inside with the knowledge that Leafy was still at home, too tired to do anything because of the strain on her body from two nights ago. He could only hope that Coiny didn’t somehow find out. 

“Because yesterday, Pin told me she called Leafy to discuss having a baking session together, and Leafy told her that her body hurt so she couldn’t get out of bed.” 

Suddenly, the sound of bickering stops. 

“She’s paralyzed!??” Snowball yells out stupidly. 

Pen crosses his arms. “No, Snowball. She’s not paralyzed.” 

“I didn’t think they were listening…” Coiny murmurs.

“Eh.” Firey shrugs. “Actually, I think it’s better if I explain it to everyone.” 

“What are you talking about?” Pen asks. 

“Uh—actually…a day ago…” Firey hesitates, “I—well…Leafy…” He attempts to get the words out but his embarrassment shows on his face. 

“Spit it out already!” Snowball yells impatiently. 

“Um—Leafy and I…had sex…” Firey twiddles his thumbs. Instantly, everyone’s eyes are blown wide. 

“N-No way…” Coiny says, shocked.

“Are you being for real!?” Pen yells. 

“Do you even know what sex is?” Snowball mocks. “You didn’t just kiss her or something?” Pen giggles at that. 

“I’m not a caveman, Snowball!” Firey gasps, offended. “I have a dick, I know what sex is.” He crosses his arms. 

“Is it because of what we said the other day? When we were playing Uno? ‘Cause we didn’t mean to taunt you, Firey, so you don’t have to have sex with her just to prove us wrong.” Pen says. “Every relationship progresses at their own—“

“No! I wasn’t forcing it or anything, it just—sort of happened…you guys saying all that made me look at her differently, I guess.” Firey explains. 

“Well, congratulations then.” Coiny pats Firey’s back. 

“Look like you actually got balls.” It was Snowball’s own way of complimenting people. 

“…Does that make me a pervert?” Firey asks nervously. 

“No, it makes you a man!” Snowball cheers but lowers his hands when Pen glares at him. “My bad.”

“It depends, Firey. How many times did you two go?” Coiny asks. 

“Uh…I think—six…?” Firey says, unsure. He begins to grow more nervous when no one replies immediately. 

“…Pervert.” Coiny and Pen repeat in unison. Snowball just has his normal poker face on. 

Firey shamefully covers his face in his palms. ”I’ve become a degenerate…” he sobs (metaphorically). 

“At least Snowball will finally stop pestering you though.” Coiny cheers him up, while on the other hand, his piece lands on Firey's, directly sending it back to his base. 

“Wrong. There are tons of other people out there.” Snowball gloats. 

“Well, anyway, it’s not like this is going to be a daily occurrence for us.” Firey. 

“How can you be so sure?” Pen asks.

“It only happened because I got carried away! If I’m just more careful, I’ll make sure it doesn’t happen again.”

“Whatever.” Coiny says. “Can we just play the game now?”

“Oh, yeah, right.” Firey sits back down to resume their board game. 

***

About two days later, Firey’s lewd thoughts still haven’t fully stopped, but he had blown out so much when he had sex with Leafy that he didn’t find himself getting boners in her presence anymore. Firey was a bit skeptical at first but now, he feels like he can actually control himself. 

They were both currently squished together in bed, wearing a blanket while watching Netflix on Leafy’s laptop. When the credits play, Firey leans back to stretch his arms wide. 

“That was kinda disappointing, not gonna lie. Do you wanna watch something else?” Firey asks. He moves the cursor around and browses different movies and shows to find one he would actually enjoy this time around. Meanwhile, Leafy doesn’t pay attention, eyes transfixed on him entirely. 

“Hey, Firey.” 

“Yeah?” Firey turns his head to see Leafy leaning against his arm and batting her eyes at him dreamily, giving him a look that just begged for his attention. “L-Leafy? What’s wrong?”

“We’ve been watching movies for quite a while, aren’t you bored…?” Leafy says. Firey raises his eyebrow in confusion, unable to pick up on what Leafy was implying until Leafy grabs his hand and moves it to press up against her boob. 

“…Wanna…do it?” She pleads, her voice as sweet as honey. 

Firey’s open mouth twitches and his face goes red, dripping with sweat. He takes it back; he’s definitely going to get carried away.