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An Unexpected Romance [Xanatos and Sigr]

Mike's heart ached on his chest, hurt but not broken, hearing Sarah talk about the feelings her body caused to her. "Oh, no, no, no..." Mike muttered when she finished talking, unable to resist, getting up his chair and squatting next to Sarah's, holding her hands with one of his, caressing her face with the other. "I didn't know it was so bad, I thought that now that you were taking the first steps..." Mike mumbled, realizing that Sarah had a harder time he expected and yet managed to put a happy face for his sake. "I'm glad you told me... after the talk on the pool I thought that you..." it was a difficult topic to talk about, specially in that moment and place. "Ah, this is so embarrassing... but I have an idea" Mike nodded, getting up, kissing Sarah's forehead and sitting back at his chair.

Either by pure chance of because the waitress had been gentle enough to wait until whatever was going on ended, she appeared with the desserts soon after Mike had returned to his seat, bringing the sweet treats. They were wonderful of course, a perfect ending for a wonderful dinner, but Mike had his head busy with the recent developments. "I'm not sure but..." Mike talked again after a few bites of his tiramisu. "Is there something going on between Austin and Alex?" he asked Sarah, perhaps she was more aware of any new developments. "I mean, I know that they are very good friends, but since the birthday I have noticed her a bit off" he continued. "She even was a bit evasive tonight when I head to your home" he explained.

"Even if they aren't... whatever they may be" Mike commented, it was odd thinking of Alex with a couple. "Maybe we can count on them to help with some kind of plan next weekend or so? If I'm not mistaken, Alex's parents have a trip planned..." he divulged. It would be embarrassing as hell to count with his best friend and her brother to get some 'alone time' but beyond any lewd desires, Mike hoped that perhaps an intimate experience would help Sarah to cope with her body or at least... enjoy Mike's? The notion made him blush, but perhaps it could be done.
 
Sarah was shocked when Mike came over to where she was sitting. As he knelt in front of her, taking her hands and cupping her cheek she smiled. She nuzzled into his hand, releasing a soft sigh. She looked down at him, grateful for how loving and patient he was. Before she had an opportunity to respond the waitress had returned with their desserts. She tried to regain her composure, smiling at her and thanking her again.

Asking about Alex and Austin presented Sarah with a fascinating string of thoughts. She was pretty sure that Austin was interested in Alex. But him being shy about girls made sense. But Alex being shy? It was almost impossible to imagine. Especially considering her bottomless reservoir of confidence in all other aspects of her life. She'd almost flashed them on the first day of school for crying out loud. She supposed puberty was a hell of a drug though.

"For Austin's part, I think he's interested in her. I can see why. They're both athletes and they're both competitive. They challenge each other. But Alex with a crush? One she keeps secret? Hard to imagine."

When Mike got to his point, she went red. "Y-you mean like... You and me, in our friend's house... Doing..." She partially covered her face, blushing madly. "Like in Alex's bed?" She supposed they needed to explore their options but... The idea felt weird. It wasn't like she could get pregnant, so the usual parental hookup was out of the way. But it was still two young teens looking to explore each other.
 
"She had been a bit different since summer, I almost don't know anything about what has she been doing those months" Mike commented. "But she started to be more and more like... herself I guess, or at least a bit more... mature version of herself since we met you two" he added, sharing his perspective on the changes his dearest friend had gone through, at least from his perspective. "I guess that there are things she won't tell me... maybe girl things..." he shrugged. "But she was super quiet before I headed to your home, maybe Austin told her something during the birthday? Or maybe she's debating something. If she won't tell me... perhaps she will tell you" he guessed, since they were very friendly with each other.

Seeing Sarah blush and cover her face only deepened Mike's own blushing and embarrassment. "There is no hurry, it was just an idea" Mike said. "My father also stays out often due to business, I don't know about your mother..." discussing that was mortifying, but Mike wanted a safe space for Sarah and him to feel comfortable. "Hmm" he said, being suddenly aware of another option. He had the money, and the venue couldn't be better so... why not propose the idea? Mike didn't want to pressure Sarah, but he did want to be honest and not hide anything from her.

"Once again, no pressure, no hurries" Mike started talking, making sure Sarah didn't follow him just for his sake, but because she wanted to. "Let me take care of the check, and we can get a bit of fresh air on the riverfront park, my face is burning" he commented, discreetly signaling the waitress. "We can calm down a bit there, away from the looks of anyone else, and I'll tell you of another option" Mike said, not wanting to pile up too many things on Sarah's shoulders.
 
Sarah quietly thought about what Mike had to say about Alex. She obviously had only known her a short time. She had no idea what she might have been like before this passed summer. She supposed she could try to talk to her girl to girl. Just to make sure that everything was okay. "I'll try to talk to her." She said with a brief nod. Of course the two hadn't really had girl talk before. So she wasn't sure how to broach the subject. Especially considering Austin was her brother.

Sarah looked up from her thoughts as he proposed the park. "That sounds really nice, actually." Some fresh air on an Oregon Autumn evening could be very peaceful. So long as it didn't rain. Another option? Who else did they know? Was it a friend of Mike's she hadn't met yet? Some extended family taking a trip? She finished her dessert before reaching for her purse. "At the very least, I can cover the tip." She offered quietly, fishing a few dollars out.
 
"It would be wonderful if you did talk with Alex" Mike thanked. "It's not that I'm worried, but if she has something to say that she can't tell me maybe she'll talk with you" he added, getting ready to pay up. He smiled and nodded when Sarah offered to pay the tip, not just because it was helpful, but also because it was clear that she valued and enjoyed the subtle work the waitress did. Mike escorted Sarah outside when ready, making sure the waitress knew that the dinner had been wonderful and went out to pick up the car. The park wasn't far and they could have gone walking, but it wasn't like Mike could leave the car in the restaurant parking the rest of the night and the park itself was surrounded with plenty of space.

"Here, it's a bit cool outside, but it feels refreshing" Mike noted, opening the car door for Sarah once more. On the way to the park, he stopped on a red traffic light and looked to the left, a bit amused that Sarah didn't question him further on that other option he had in mind. Was that a sign that she trusted him to reveal it when it was proper or a sign that she wasn't yet ready to make the move? Perhaps it was both. "The park is just over there" Mike pointed at the green peeking at the end of the street. "And I'd love to take a walk with you there" he added, taking a deep breath and ready to tackle the issue once again. "But there is also the other option I mentioned" Mike moved his finger, pointing to the Grand Hotel at the left. It was a bit pricey, but that didn't matter nowhere near as much as making sure that Sarah was in a comfortable spot whenever she desired to explore a bit.

The traffic light turned green, and Mike continued the rest of the block until parking besides the park, a couple of minutes away from the hotel. Circling the car, he moved to Sarah's door to once more help her get out. "Where to?" he asked, the park on one side, the hotel at the other, hoping that whatever the choice she felt comfortable with, Sarah wouldn't regret it.
 
Sarah once again held the bouquet of flowers against her chest as they drove towards the park. As they came to the red light and Mike spoke her eyes widened. He meant tonight? Was she ready for that? Would she ever be ready for that? She looked back and forth between the hotel and the park. Feeling an immense pressure like the traffic light was a timer. She held the bouquet tighter. She felt her heart pounding in her chest. She looked over at Mike, finding solace in his smile.

"The hotel." She said finally, barely a whisper. She was beet red, not looking directly at him. Her heart was throbbing violently in her chest. Her breath coming fast. "G-go to the hotel. Before I chicken out."
 
Mike leaned to make sure he had heard Sarah correctly. She insisted, not even daring to look at him, her beautiful blushing face making him freeze for a brief moment, trapped between being love struck and wondering if it was the right call. Sarah had been brave for him on more than one time, taking steps that he would have trouble daring to, even helping him steer his life in the way he didn't even knew he wanted. Given the fact that they could stop whenever they wanted to and that Sarah was safe with him, it was time for Mike to be daring, to not ask Sarah again and just move on.

The next few minutes were a turmoil of embarrassment, half noticed details and just fleeing forward. The hotel was mostly normal on the outside, but the lobby was a classical and lavish environment that made Mike feel a bit inadequate there. Not to mention the fact that as primped up as they could be, the couple still looked like what they were: just two teenagers. The idea of being denied a room didn't cross Mike's mind until he was in front of the reception desk. Be it a miracle or just the nonchalant attitude of the young woman that was at the desk, they were granted a room, something that had left Mike staring at the keycard with an expression of disbelief.

"Have fun, you cuties" the woman whispered, prompting a thankful nod from Mike as he fled to the elevators with Sarah in tow. That cleared the doubts about if the receptionist knew what they were doing there, something that made Mike's heart gallop in his chest, finding refuge in the elevator to their room in the fifth floor. After looking left and right out of the elevator and fumbling with the key to enter the room, Mike finally felt safe and hidden, finding refuge with Sarah in that room, away from any judgmental looks.

"Ah... that was crazy..." Mike confessed, his breathing agitated after the rush of emotions. He could barely remember half of the signing and things he had to do at the front desk to get a room, nor could he remember half of the details of the lobby even if his life depended on it after going through the experience so flustered and rushed. "Do you like it?" Mike asked to Sarah, looking at the room they had, the spacious bath to their left, a big bed almost looking back at them.
 
Sarah was silent and fidgeting the entire time. From the car ride, to the lobby, to the elevator, and finally the room. She slowly walked inside. Her heart pounding wildly in her chest. Her breathing coming fast and uneasy. Her hands gripped the bouquet flowers as she wordlessly walked further in. Her wide eyes fell on the bed as fear tied her into knots. She carefully set the bouquet down. Her quaking hands finding one another. The door clicking closed behind her nearly made her jump out of her skin.

Hearing his question, she answered faintly. Not trusting her voice. "Y-yes. I like it. It's a nice room." She closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath. She turned to face Mike then, her frightened eyes finding his, even as her lips tried to smile bravely for him. Slowly the fell to the floor between them. "I um... I guess this is where we get started." She looked up at him, nervously her arms moved around his neck. She stood up on her toes and met him in a soft but earnest kiss.
 
Mike could see Sarah fidget nervous, an outward show of her unease, but even if Mike didn't show it as much, he was quite hesitant as well, but wanted to show strength for his beloved. Once more, Sarah was decided and brave where Mike doubted, and before he could gather his courage to decide how to approach it, she went for the natural reaction. As she enveloped him with her shaky arms, her eyes on his, the tender kiss bridging the distance, Mike felt safer, sure with what they were doing. He returned Sarah's love, Sarah's kiss, gentle but with a hint of passion, his mouth slightly open, his tongue poking out and caressing her lips. Not daring to go further, Mike managed to separate himself from Sarah, his blue eyes on her.

"There is something I wanted to do, keep holding to my neck..." Mike commented, leaning to one side awkwardly. He was hesitant at first, as in the movies it seemed easier, but his determination and athletic strength helped, managing to get his hands on Sarah's back and legs, pulling her against his chest, carrying her like a princess. Sarah felt so light in his arms, so beautiful as he was holding her, that Mike felt his heart skip a beat. He had to make sure that he didn't mess up her dress so he was careful, but he also wanted a bit more. Leaning his head in, Mike moved for another kiss, feeling how the passion started to gain ground to his tenderness, as his approach grew bolder even if he was still gentle. With his mouth open, Mike kissed Sarah, using his tongue in a most awkward way, trying what he could, seeing what worked for them.

Being in such an embarrassing situation, the sounds their kisses made in that silent room, Mike was breathing agitated once the kiss was over. "Maybe it was a bit silly, but I wanted to do it..." Mike excused himself, slowly letting Sarah on her feet once more. "If there is something you w-want to do..." he commented, feeling a bit silly for being so nervous even if they both were fully dressed.
 
Sarah looked up at him with confused eyes as he bade her to keep holding on. As she was lifted off the ground She was startled. Her wide eyes finding his as she gasped. Even still, she wasn't worried about falling. Completely trusting Mike's strong arms to keep her aloft. As their lips met she could feel a hunger and a passion behind it. Even as gentle as he was. Her heart was pounding in her chest. Even as the kiss separated and she was returned to her feet, her eyes never left his, smiling softly as he explained himself it was cute.

She took his hand, guiding him to the bed. She was trying so hard to stay brave for him. She adored him. If she chickened out now, it might have seemed to be more about him than her. As untrue as it would be. "J-just..." she took in a deep breath, closing her eyes for only a moment. "Just shut up and kiss me." She pulled him into a kiss. Her lips met his softly at first before pressing deeper. A small moan fled her lips as her lips parted, her thin tongue slipping out to glide across his lips, almost asking permission.

As the kiss deepened, she started to lay back, pulling Mike over her.
 
"Ah..." a small gasp escaped Mike's lips when Sarah's actions spoke louder than words after he half asked her if there was something she wanted to do. The bold girl guided him to the bed, and before he could even ask what she wanted, Sarah seemed to read Mike's mind and made it abundantly clear. "Mmh..." Mike welcomed her delicate lips, surprised as Sarah's tongue slipped out and toyed with his lips, making easy for him to surrender and follow her into the bed, protectively straddling her body while he opened his mouth. Mike doubted, but his tongue joined Sarah's, unsure of how to proceed and just enjoying every odd moment, every exploration of their connection.

At the beginning Mike was content with letting Sarah get her tongue further in his mouth, but as their contact progressed, he didn't just limit himself to be passive, to be gentle. Mike started to get his tongue in Sarah's mouth, exploring it, playing with her tongue. Wet sounds and labored breath echoed in the silent room, muffled moans coming from their almost sealed mouths. As he delved in, Mike took advantage of being supporting his upper body with his elbows, using his hands to cradle Sarah's head, caress her warm face, play with that fiery hair.

How much they were like that nobody knows, they could as well be there for eternity as far as Mike was concerned, but he didn't just want more, he also wanted Sarah to have the chance to have more, to do more. "Ah... so warm..." Mike said, slowly breaking the kiss, retreating without interrupting his line of sight to her eyes. With an awkward but swift move, his navy blue jacket was gone to a corner, and Mike pulled his white shirt out of the steel grey pants he was wearing, unbuttoning the wrists. "Go on, help me get rid of my shirt..." Mike whispered, that taut white fabric the only thing between Sarah and his athletic chest.
 
Sarah groaned into the kiss, feeling the weight of Mike over her as they kissed. As their tongues met and danced she moaned softly. For a moment, all the fear and hesitation had vanished. She had even managed to forget about her own hang ups regarding her body for a moment. For the moment, she was simply a girl, locked in passion with her boyfriend. As he pulled back from the kiss she gasped for breath, panting softly. Her visible skin was flushed with color.

As the jacket was cast aside, she bit her lip. Her eyes fell to his shirt as he requested her help. She nodded nervously. She sat up, her shaking hands reaching forward. She'd seen him topless before, but this time was different. Slowly, her fingers unbuttoned his shirt. As more and more of his skin became visible, her breath came faster. She stared at his exposed chest as the shirt was left open. She reached forward, her fingers running over his toned muscles. "Amazing..." She whispered breathlessly.

She placed a kiss on his chest, then his collar bone, his neck, and finally his lips. Her hands wrapping around his waist.
 
Those trembling hands, lovely and shaky as they unbuttoned Mike's shirt made his heart race. Sarah must be hearing it, it was almost like drums on his head. It was no different from the pool, and yet it was completely different, how she opened, reached and explored. "Ah-" Mike moaned, Sarah's warm fingers tracing around his chest while he fumbled with the shirt, a clumsy attempt to finish removing it while she caressed him, finally managing to do so before her kisses run upwards to his lips. It was weird and wonderful, scary and extraordinary, awkward and precious, their intimate caresses bridging that invisible gap between them. Their insecurities, their doubts.

Mike wordlessly leaned over Sarah, returning for a moment to the deep kissing, but soon wanting to try something else. She had made him shiver in her brief trip from his chest to his lips, and now, even if he didn't intend to go below the collarbone, Mike wanted to explore Sarah. It was first the neck, planting quick kisses hoping that Sarah wasn't ticklish, then a small one on her earlobe, barely a peck. The warmth between their bodies felt intoxicating, Mike believed that he could spend his whole life there, caressing that red hair, looking at those bright eyes.

Mike longed for her touch, and wanted to feel Sarah closer, but he knew that her dress was almost like an armor to her, and the last thing he wanted was to make her feel unsafe. He felt a familiar tingle between his legs, a restless twitch. After those lewd kisses he should be hard already, or at least getting there like the night they slept together, but for now it seemed that his nervousness and uncertainty about what would he do with that, kept him away from getting an erection for the time being. Mike returned to his attention of Sarah's face, neck and ears, going from one side of her face to the other, as if he wanted to savor all of her.
 
Sarah gasped as Mike started placing kisses along her neck. She crooked her head to make more of it available to him. The kiss at her earlobe made her shiver, goosebumps forming on her flesh. It was an unexpected weakspot. She stared into his eyes, her own half-lidded as her breathing came more labored. Her skin practically glowing from his attentions. She adored the feeling of his hands in her hair, nearly cradling her head. She ran her hands down over his chest and around to his back, holding him tenderly, her nails lightly tracing against his skin.

She too felt a familiar twitch, and one that shocked reality back into her. She very gently pushed Mike back so she could sit up. She pinched her legs together as she gripped the helm of her dress. She looked away slightly as she tried to work up the courage. "Mike. I..." She knew what she wanted to say. But could she really get it out? She gripped her dress tighter before pulling it up and over her head in one movement. Like she was tearing off a band aid. "I uhm..." She held her arms over her chest, embarrassed by the fact that obviously nothing had developed yet. "I love you." She finally looked directly at him again.
 
How Sarah answered to his curious and clumsy attempts made Mike feel glad they were trying it, eager to know more, to discover more about what made her tick. He was delighted to have her between her arms, close, intimate, sheltered, and at the same time how she was clinging to him, her nails scraping his back. It was then, when a gentle push, one that Mike quickly acknowledged giving her space brought things to a halt.

"Sarah..." he whispered, seeing her fidget nervously, wondering if he had done anything wrong. If that was how far they could go for now, Mike would accept it, taking small steps into one another's comfort, but once more Sarah's courage caught him unaware. The sudden nakedness of her body rendered Mike wide eyed and silent, but still focusing above the waist he noticed that Sarah wasn't wearing anything on the top but her arms. That act of embarrassing reveal, of sheet trust on him, of bravery and determination melted Mike's heart, but Sarah was far from done. Looking straight as his blue eyes she said the words, and Mike marveled of how true they sounded, how they echoed within himself.

"I love you too" he muttered, each word born from the heart, wanting to reach that beautiful girl that was so bravely pushing herself forward. Mike turned to Sarah, holding her close in a hug, his eyes glassy. "I love you Sarah" he whispered, before he kissed her once more, almost feeling like the first time. It was a tender kiss, born from love, but it was also an intimate kiss, born from trust. Mike's arms circled her, gently bringing Sarah closer until she straddled his lap, sitting on top of the bed, chest to chest.

Mike wanted to see, to touch, to feel, but he also wanted to take his time. Once the lovely kiss was over, he returned his assault, back to caress her hair, nibble at her ears, kiss her neck. It was different now, as there was no dress line to stop him, no frontier that could hold him back unless Sarah voiced so. Mike moved, from the neck to the collarbone, aiming to keep planting kisses lower and lower. He didn't know how far could he go, not only if Sarah stopped him, but also how far he would dare to go, but what he knew is that unless she wanted him to stop, Mike was going to kiss all of her chest.

The love confession, Sarah's boldness, her warmth against his body... All of that made not only for the twitching to return, but Mike could also feel himself growing, engorging. It would be a matter of seconds, specially if Sarah kept being so generous with him, that she was going to feel Mike's manhood rising against her bottoms.
 
Sarah's eyes widened as Mike returned her confession of affection. It almost didn't feel real. As she was pulled into a hug, her arms loosened from around her chest, sliding around his back to hold him again. As he repeated his words of love she felt her eyes burn, tears forming. She could scarcely believe it. As their lips met again, a kiss born of love rather than passion, she felt herself melt into his arms. Being pulled into his lap, her legs parted to straddle him. Their bare chests pressing together. Hearing him confess his love, holding her, and kissing her so tenderly, was like the day they met all over again. That afternoon ijn the rain, when he first spoke her name and they kissed for the first time.

One hand held the back of his head as he began kissing lower. The other against the middle of his back. She let out a small moan as his kisses seemed to sear her flesh with each one planted upon her. Her breathing was fast and labored, moans forming as he continued to explore her. She felt his hardness press against her, causing her to blush brighter as she held onto him.

She could feel her own, straining against her panties. A sensation that made her clamp her eyes shut. "M-Mike..." She mumbled, still loving the feeling of his exploring lips. Her deep reservoir of courage was far from limitless. She just wasn't sure if she was really ready. If either of them were. Even then, her body being as it was her insecurities were coming back ten fold. "I'm so sorry. I don't know if I can go farther." She wanted to keep being brave for him, but her fear was getting the better of her.
 
Mike was entranced, as if he had to see and kiss every small freckle of Sarah's body, every uncharted inch he could get to. It was that focus the one that allowed Mike to stop his own hips, as tempting as it was to move them a bit, to grind that bulge on his pants against those lovely bottoms that were just guarded by some panties he didn't even dare to look at. He was glad that Sarah dared to not only do this, to not just even dare to remove that dress, but also confess her love. Once again she had been braver than her, although her courage was contagious.

"Hmm?" Mike hummed inquisitively, feeling Sarah tense, looking up to find her bright eyes shut. "Ah!" Mike realized as she kept talking, returning to look at her at face height, stopping his contortions that took him lower and lower. "It's fine... it's fine..." he reassured her, cupping her beautiful face with both his hands, looking at her eyes. "You were braver than me once again, love" he said with a smile that could melt ice. "I'd say that you liked it, am I right?" he asked gently. "And you must be feeling that I did like it" he chuckled, embarrassed of his hard on. Mike wanted to hug Sarah close, to protect her in his arms and so did he, arms on her bare back pulling her against him.

"Hm!?" a small sound of both question and surprise escaped Mike's lips, feeling something against his abdomen. Was it... it had to be, there was no other thing it could be. He felt warm inside, knowing that he had excited Sarah so far, but also he understood how weird it had to feel for her. "What are we going to do with those unruly parts of ourselves?" Mike whispered in a light tone, wanting to downplay the issue. "If you want relief..." the words escaped his lips in a most intimate tone, his brain almost chasing after them to stop them, but it was all too late. What was he going to do? What was he ready to do? Mike didn't know, but he wasn't going to take those words back. If Sarah wanted help, his help, Mike was going to be there in any form or shape she wanted, although the mere idea made him blush fiercely.

In the end he wanted to help, not wanting to see Sarah suffer, but at the same time a small throb of his manhood betrayed him. Even if it was uncertain what would he dare to do even if Sarah wanted his help, he felt natural to get excited with the idea of touching her beloved, but things were more complicated than that. "I don't mean that we should, that I want..." he mumbled, getting nervous. "If you don't want to do anything else is fine, I love you, I was just..." his words were echoing in the room faster than he could think of them, guided by heart and not the brain. "I just want you to feel at ease" he managed to say, worrying about Sarah's sexual relief before his.
 
Sarah was panting heavily, still overwhelmed by everything. She opened her eyes as he cupped her face, she looked into his eyes as he spoke, blushing softly. "Y-yeah, I liked it. A lot." She felt extremely guilty making Mike stop. Damn her insecurities and fear. She didn't feel brave. Even as he insisted she was. She felt like a coward. She closed her eyes for a moment working to catch her breath.

As soon as she felt her hardness press against him, followed by his question, she gasped loudly. She quickly covered her crotch with both hands. "Ah! I'm sorry!" She closed her eyes tightly again, clearly embarrassed. She looked away from him for a long silent moment. "S-stupid body." She mumbled softly.

"I love you too, It's me. I'm just not ready for... That." She shook her head softly, almost growling under her breath. "This stupid body. Why couldn't I just be a normal girl like Alex? I hate it." She mumbled under her breath.
 
"I'm so glad you liked it..." Mike said, stopping there, as he knew Sarah was already pushing herself and at the end of her courage. "It's fine, it's fine... I " Mike said, finding it somewhat cute for a brief moment how she covered it even if he didn't mind, but soon felt bad for her, realizing how she must have felt. "It's perfectly fine, love, even if it feels odd I'm glad that you liked it enough for... that" Mike said, caressing her hair, trying to calm her down.

"If Alex knew that you called her a normal girl she would laugh" Mike said, thinking about how his tomboyish friend would feel about such an statement. "But I kind of get what you mean, and I admire how you are set on changing and improving yourself but..." Mike paused, knowing that he was treading unstable ground and the last thing he wanted to do was hurt his girlfriend. "I'll always support you. I know that it's difficult, but please, don't hate yourself" Mike sighed.

"Don't hate the person I love, please" he whispered. "You are the girl in your drawings to me, and the last thing I'd want was for you to feel like you can't express yourself, you can't be yourself" Mike added. "There are many things we can't control, our families, our situation, even our own bodies..." Mike continued. "But we have to make the best of what we have, we keep going forward, you taught me that" he nodded, planting small kisses all over her face.

"What do you want to do? Shower and get home?" Mike wondered. "I'd love to sleep with you here if you want" he said, ignoring the scolding he would have to handle the next day.
 
Sarah was already overwhelmed before Mike started speaking. She closed her eyes, chuckling softly when he mentioned how Alex might react. It was true that Alex never carried herself in a feminine way, but that wasn't quite what she meant. Thankfully, Mike seemed to understand that. Her eyes opened again, staring into his as he continued to say exactly what she seemed to need to hear. She felt a couple tears form at the corner of her eyes as he spoke of going forward. She never felt particularly courageous or inspirational. Every step terrified her. She felt like she could only take them with Mike beside her. The kisses all over her face made her giggle. "I'll try. I promise."

At the suggestion of them staying here together overnight, she was a little surprised. "B-but It's your Dad's car. And if we're out all night everyone will worry or think that we actually did..." She blushed brightly again, trying to push off the thought. "I mean I love sleeping with you but..." She took a deep breath. "N-no, we should probably go home." She kissed him softly, holding onto him loosely.
 
"A promise of trying is all I needed" Mike said, trying to keep Sarah with a positive attitude, but going too far with his crazy ideas, not wanting for them to end that day. "You are right" he agreed into that soft kiss, "I didn't think beyond staying with you" Mike admitted, his body and mind itching for every second he could be with Sarah, even if they couldn't go further yet. "About the sleeping together thing... I doubt that my father minds it, but I don't know how protective your mother could be" he whispered, nesting his face on her neck. A content sigh caressed Sarah as it escaped Mike's lips. She was right, but he had trouble letting her go, specially when loosely locked in an embrace that was the only thing hiding their excitation.

"You can have the shower first if you want" Mike commented. "I'm sure... I'm sure going to need one before heading home" he blurted, hesitantly and slowly breaking the hug, keeping his eyes on hers, without wandering in what would be far from a gentle stare. Mike felt like Sarah could read him through his eyes, so he liked to rejoice in her beauty, in every detail of her lovely expressions, instead of risking to see what she didn't want him to see. It was a delicate balance for him, as Mike didn't want for Sarah to feel like he didn't want her in that way, that she would feel rejected or inadequate, but at the same time Mike didn't want to show his awkward and inexperienced lust for her, not wanting to pressure Sarah into doing anything she didn't feel comfortable with, so he felt like walking a tightrope.
 
Sarah sighed contently in Mike's embrace. When he mentioned letting her have the shower first, she glanced towards the bathroom, albeit briefly. It would mean getting up and possibly exposing herself completely. Her eyes returned to Mike's, marveling, for a moment, in how much clear and genuine affection shown in those beautiful eyes. For a moment, she felt guilty again for withholding sex from him after their passionate attempt at experimentation. She felt undeserving of his patience and mesmerized by his understanding. "Okay, I won't be long." She finally responded. She grabbed her dress, holding it against herself as she stood up. She hurried over to the bathroom, glancing back over her shoulder towards him. A shy smile marked her face before she disappeared behind the door.

Alone in the bathroom, she carefully hung her dress. She looked at her reflection, wearing naught but her panties. She frowned immediately. Still there as always, almost mockingly staring her down, was Seth. She closed her eyes, trying to remind herself to be patient. She only just started hormones and on the otherwise of that door was a very handsome and sweet young man who found her beautiful. With a defeated sigh, she finished stripping and climbed into the shower.

It would be only a few minutes before she would return, dried off and once more covered by her dress. She smiled sheepishly at her boyfriend, as she came to sit beside him. "All yours." She said in a near whisper.
 
Mike slowly and carefully distanced himself from Sarah, easing her move out of bed and into the bathroom. As much as he tried to avoid looking at her, considering that she was making an effort to cover herself with her dress, there was something Mike couldn't avoid once she started to move towards the bathroom. He didn't want to, or more exactly he shouldn't, but his eyes weren't as cooperative as once were, much of his focus distracted below his waist. He managed to peel his eyes just in time to return her shy smile with a warm yet embarrassed one as Sarah looked at him before disappearing through the door, but during her whole trip from the bed to there, his eyes were fixated on her slim bare back and panty clad bottoms.

Taking a long breath as soon as Sarah was out of sight, as he wasn't aware of being holding his breath back, Mike felt a bit bad. He shouldn't ogle at her like that, specially in a delicate moment, but at the same time his attraction to her was honest like that, and he feared that if he averted his eyes she would take it in a bad way. "Who are you fooling, you were just staring, horny boy" he whispered, looking down to the bulge in his groin. A trembling hand approached it, aware that Sarah would be naked by then, as he heard the shower at the other side of the door, but after just a graze, he retreated his hand. "What are you doing..." he chastised himself, resting his back on the bed, slowly relaxing down, trying to occupy his mind with cooking recipes, calming down when Sarah got out of the bathroom.

Mike hopped from the bed, going to the bathroom and leaning into Sarah for a quick peck. It was all he could afford for now, unless he wanted to have trouble on his pants once again. "I won't take long, it's slowly getting late" he realized, getting into the bathroom. Once naked inside, Mike once more felt the temptation of relieve himself, but resisting it, he just showered as fast as possible before roughly drying his body and getting back out once dressed. "It has been a wonderful night" he said honestly, embracing Sarah, trying to make sure she didn't feel bad. "Ready to return home?" he asked.
 
Sarah almost wasn't fast enough to return the brief peck that Mike offered her before heading to take a shower. She stared at the door for several silent moments. Her eyes looking down at her lap, where she had thankfully calmed down. She felt unbelievably guilty. Even if Mike was the very picture of patience and understanding, she felt awful about stopping. She should have sucked it up and gone through with it. For his sake. It wasn't a particularly healthy train of thought, but she could hardly stop herself from thinking it.

She thought more about what he had said, about it growing late. She pulled her phone from her purse to check the time only to have her eyes widen in alarm. Not only was it late, but she had several missed calls and texts from her brother. She tucked the phone away sighing heavily. She should have known that she would have made him worry. Even if they hadn't actually gone through with it, they had been together for a long time in that hotel room. She anticipated an awkward reception when she got home, for sure.

When Mike returned, she stood up with a warm, if apologetic, smile. She returned the embrace, drawing in a deep breath. "I had a really good time tonight." She said in nearly a whisper. "Y-yeah, we should probably be getting home." She separated from him reluctantly, taking his hand in her own.
 
Mike walked out of the hotel beaming, holding hands with Sarah and happy about how their first proper date had turned out to be. Of course, things weren't easy like in the movies, but when were? Both of them had things that needed to be dealt with, but their families supported them and they loved each other, so all in all Mike was positive. Being the optimistic wasn't all that rare about him, and even if he was totally embarrassed while he checked out of the room, having to endure the complicit look of the receptionist, he was still smiling like an idiot when they left the hotel. Things worked, they would take time but they worked, and the date had been a delight. Now all that remained was returning Sarah home.

Mike drove them to Sarah's house in no time, even if he didn't go specially fast. There it awaited them an odd sight, as the bike that Austin had gifted Alex was in the front lawn. Mike escorted Sarah to the door, wanting to say goodbye with a kiss...


Earlier that night...

Alex darted on top of her bike. It was a bit silly, as Mike was headed by car in the same direction so she could just ask him to take her there, but she wanted to do the things her own way. Of course, even going through ways that a car couldn't use, Alex arrived at the Mayes house later than Mike had taken Sarah for their date. That was fine, she was sure that Austin or her mother had taken pictures of her even if the lovely couple didn't, and that way Sarah could share with Alex what she pleased the next day instead of her intruding in their perfect night.

"Oh Alex!" Mrs. Mayes was the one that opened the door when Alex knocked on it, leaving the bike in the front lawn. "I didn't know you were going to drop by, come in, come in" she said cheery. Her daughter having her first day had to be making her nervous, or so Alex expected, but it was true that everyone trusted Mike and she seemed more happy than worried. The short time Austin and her had been living with Alex and her parents had served to create bonds as well, threads that spun in directions unexpected.

"Hi Mrs. Mayes" Alex greeted with a hug. "Knowing Austin I thought of hopping by and watching a movie or something that keeps him from worrying over Sarah" she explained, truth, but not the whole truth. "Maybe play some videogames" she added with a shrug.

"He's upstairs" Mrs. Mayes pointed without a second thought. "And thanks, I'm a bit nervous but Austin really worries beyond reason" she said, grateful of having Alex there to keep her son company.

Alex went upstairs, and accustomed to walking around Mike's house without a worry in the world, she just walked in Austin's room without knocking.
 
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