Stephano: Journal Entry #1 (Patreon)

As much as I try not to, I have nights where my mind lingers on her. I think about what she's doing, and how she's feeling but what's flooded my mind most recently, is the way that she felt against my skin. The way our kisses blurred into endless sounds of pleasure that night. We've had a series of firsts together. First love, first kiss, first...everything, so it seemed only right to share our first time together. I remember as if it was yesterday, the room was a little chilly that night but

Before this, I had only explored parts of her body that felt safe to without taking things further. But that night, I got to explore parts of her that are etched into my memory forever. Parts of her that my mind had wandered to many times, but my thoughts were nothing compared to the real thing...

Finally, I positioned myself between her legs, my breathing shallow, and hands trembling as Nevaeh lay before me. In this moment, the room felt impossibly small, the weight of anticipation weighing down on us. We had talked about this moment so many times before, what was supposed to be our wedding night. But although this wasn't quite how we imagined it, it still felt right.

"Are you sure?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Nevaeh nodded, pulling me closer. For a moment , her gaze held mine, steady and filled with a mix of nervousness and resolve. "Only if you are," she said, her voice soft but unwavering.

"You're perfect," I murmured against her skin, the words more felt than heard. We moved together slowly, tenderly, our breaths mingling in the quiet room. Every touch felt like a promise, every kiss a declaration. We have loved each other before we could even conceptualize what love was. We didn't care of this was something we would only experience together this once. We took the risk, scared and unsure of our future together because what these moments felt like, what they meant to us, will never be understood.

As we got comfortable, I...

Finally I leaned in and she kissed me so deep, that I lost my resolve and thrust into her, as she gasped softly, first in what sounded like pain but as I continued to move inside her,

The air around us felt charged, like the pause before a storm. My hands traced every curve of her body, each caress reverent, as I memorized her body and the way I felt between her legs.

We didn't waste a single moment of that night. Afterward, we lay tangled together, the room now silent, save for our breathing. I pressed a kiss to her temple, insecurity washing over me,

Nevaeh looked up at me, her lips curving into a soft smile. "It was more," she said, her eyes glistening with emotion, "I will never ever forget this night Stephano. I don't regret this, or us, I couldn't ever."

We laid there after,

Something between us had shifted, deepened and would never quite be the same.

Does it eat at me, that we really did leave everything in that bedroom that night? This secret, our past, our history? Maybe. But I'm thankful we shared this experience together, even if in the future, we find ourselves sharing these moments with people that aren't each other...

Till next time,

Steph