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Much like any other evening you found sat at you desk, typing erratically trying to start and finish a 1k worded essay due in tomorrow morning, after every few sentences that you wrote you'd look up to the ceiling and curse yourself for leaving it till the last minuet again. As time passed the sky beyond your window turned orange-pink, twilight setting on the suburbs. After an hour, deciding to take a hard earned break you broke your gaze from the screen in front of you, looking out at the perfectly cut grass and picket fences, gazing across the lawn your eyes flickered up due to a change of light in the window opposite.
You had never really spoken to your neighbour before, sure, they're had been glances between the both of you whilst your parents had been chatting across their respective gardens but nothing more than that, although deep down, suppressed somewhere between the pit of your stomach and the throbbing between your thighs you wished it was something more. Maybe it was his shaggy hair or the dark liner that seemed to be permanently smudged under his eyes, I mean, the dude was for sure clumsy, you'd seen him trip over pretty much anything that was trip-over...able. You let your thoughts wonder for a short while before re-focusing your eyes.
The lanky Heffley boy had walked into his room and was currently taking his top off, you quickly looked away, deciding to respect his privacy, well, at least for a while. You did try to keep yourself occupied by staring straight at your computer screen but the teenage curiosity whispered into your left ear, convincing you to 'Just take a peek' and just like that, you gave in.
Since his room seemed to be in the attic his window was higher up than your own, as you slowly began to look up the first thing you noticed was his belt buckle, you let out a breath that you didn't realise that you had been holding. His boxers seemed to be pulled up slightly higher than his jeans, his studded belt reflected the street lamp between your houses. Moving further up you took note of his honey tanned looking skin, you could just about make out the shadows on his collar bones, before you could glance higher a shout came from down stairs "Y/N! Bring your laundry down, I'm doing a dark wash!" You had been so fixated that you almost jumped out of your skin, your hand quickly reached to your chest, knocking over an empty glass jar that had been sat on your windowsill "Fuck" you whispered to yourself trying to pick up the pieces of broken glass, cutting the side of your hand as you scolded yourself
'yep, this is what I get for being a perv' you thought to yourself, you lightly chuckled, looking at the shallow cut as you held your arm up, watching the blood drip for a short moment before looking back out of the window, to your horror Rodrick Heffley was looking at you dead in the eye, you yelped and stumbled to close the blinds, running into your bathroom.
'Had he seen me watching him?' you ran your hand under the cold tap 'Maybe he just heard the glass smash and wondered what it was?' turning the tap off you headed to the shower, stripping as you stepped in 'Oh lord, he totally saw me' as the hot water hit your body you began to calm down, but unfortunately your body did not. You refused to give in to yourself, you already felt like a creep, playing with yourself thinking about your hot half naked neighbour who you just peaked on would just add to the guilt that you already felt.
After your shower you changed into a baggy shirt and undies, stepping back into your room enjoying the cool breeze on your legs. You crept back over to your window and slowly rolled the blinds back up, noticing that Rodrick's bedroom light had been turned off, sighing a breath of relief you hopped into bed, hoping that you would wake up in the morning and forget about this whole evening.
you were pinned against a wall, your back arching at the cold brick as your head lulled back, eyes closed and mouth agape. Icey hands found their way to your waist, one holding you in place and the other roaming up over your chest, a thumb brushing back and fourth over your hard nipple, your breathy moans increased as you became aware of the pressure of someone's knee between your legs, lips attacked your neck. The roaming hand slipped from your chest down to your hip and glided down to the top of your thigh, they're lips moved down to your shoulder, then to the top of your breast, letting their hand move over the back of your thigh, you began to move yourself over their knee, enjoying the friction almost to much, you glanced down for a second, dark shaggy hair nested just below your chin, it was at that point when he looked up at you, his lips glistened as he smirked up at you "Rodrick?" you murmured, bewildered at the sight in front of you "Look at you, humping my leg like a bitch in heat" you whined as he moved you to the side, removing his knee from between your legs "Look at that, look what you've done to my fucking jeans, I'm going to smell like your cunt for days" He spat, looking straight into your eyes, his hands moving over your stomach, delving into your panties, you're eyes fluttered shut again
The noise of your alarm clock rang in your ears, scrunching your eyes as the sunlight became apparent, although nowhere near as intruding as the pain in your stomach, or the aching soreness down below the covers, you remembered the dream vividly, without even touching yourself you could feel your panties clinging to you due to the wetness radiating from your centre, your eyes shot up to your ceiling as your hand slid south, there was no time for teasing yourself, you lasted all of maybe fifteen seconds, your back raising from the bed and your free hand reaching back for your headboard, toes curling and breath hitching in your throat as you quietly whimpered at the over stimulation. You laid there for a moment, just breathing, recollecting your thoughts, and there sure were a lot of them. Slowly sitting up you swung your legs over the side of your bed, your feet coming in contact with the cold wood flooring, sitting up and stripping yourself of the shirt clinging to your sweaty back, you flopped back down, your back laid horizontal across your bed, your chest still rising and falling at a much more rapid pace than usual, you listened to the birds chirping outside for a while, turning your head to admire the rising sun. One second of tranquillity before the world seemed to stop.
The lanky boy next door seemed to be staring straight at you, leaning back on his chair with his arms above his head, his lips slightly parted... 'fuck'
Not usually being one to wake up early, Rodrick had to make sure he got down to the music store before school started as he had broken his last good set of drumsticks the night prior, and as they had band practise later on in the day he couldn't go without. He got up and dressed, dropped down onto his chair and waited for the clock to hit 7:30.
He lent over to his side and pressed play on his CD player, looking out his window and looking over the house in front, almost admiring the sun rising from above the houses, although he would never admit that. That's when his eyes dropped slightly, (Y/N), the neighbours daughter sat on the edge of her bed, Rodrick's eyes widened as she stripped out of her top, discarding it to the corner of her room and dropping back down onto her bed, legs still dangling over the side. Rodrick sat back, eyes glazing at the view, he rested his arms behind his head as he looked down through her window. His eyes traced from her bare feet, over her legs, stopping at her grey panties, even from the distance he had been at that moment, he could see a damp patch on the material. His heart beat was rapid as his eyes wondered further up her stomach to her chest, her nipples were hard, much like his own cock, straining in his jeans, he ventured up once more, taking in the beauty of her hair strewn out over her bed, that when she turned her head towards him, her eyes seemed to be glazed over for a brief amount of time before they widened. They both seemed to be having a staring competition, maybe they both thought that the other could not see them if neither of them moved. It seemed endless, that was until "RODRICK! RODRICK LOOK!" Greg came clambering up the attic stairs, Rodrick quickly swung into action, grabbing his backpack and holding it in front of his groin as he turned to face his brother "WHAT DO YOU WANT DORK" he hissed, Greg stepped back, furrowing his eyebrows "Ugh- Holly Hills broke up with her boyfriend" a moment of silence passed before Rodrick spoke up "And why the heck should I care! get out of my room!" the older Heffley took a quick step towards his younger brother and he bolted down the stairs, leaving Rodrick stood in the middle of his room.
Slowly he turned to look out the window again, but he was met with the sight of an empty room. Dropping his bag to the side he looked down, giving his bulge a firm squeeze from over his jeans and groaning, knowing he didn't have time to sort himself out and be able to make it to the music store in time. He quickly re-arranged himself and tucked himself into his waistband, picking up his rucksack, swinging it over his shoulder and heading downstairs.
He awkwardly hoped into his van, throwing his bag into the passenger side and letting his head fall hard onto the steering wheel, the frustration slowly eating him alive. He stayed like this for a while before he heard a door open, he looked up.
After you quickly showered and dressed you said goodbye to your parents and headed for the front door, not allowing yourself any time to think about what just happened. You got out onto the porch and breathed in the fresh air, originally you had plans to get a lift to school from a guy in one of your classes, but as you looked up the road you caught eyes with Rodrick once again, you decided to walk, and walk you did, quite quickly.
Rodrick watched you as you walked up the street, well, it seemed more like you were speed walking, he watched until you disappeared out of view before pulling out into the road and bolting towards the music store.
You managed to avoid Rodrick all day, which wasn't entirely hard since you didn't share any classes, although the only problem was that during the morning you hadn't remembered to bring in your essay, causing you to have to attend a short after school detention with Mr. locket. Still, it was only you in the class that didn't hand in their paper it seemed to be a mixed detention, you walked into the class and greeted your teacher "Ah, Miss (Y/L/N) please take a seat, lets get this over with".
You chose a seat at the back of the class room near the window, Looking around the room you saw a few familiar faces, exhaling, you reached into your bag and pulled out a book, you had been half way through a murder mystery, you had a hunch that it was the butler, it was always the butler. Just as you began to read the door slammed open, 'Just my luck' you though.
"Mr Heffley, so nice of you to join us, could you explain how on earth you could be late to an after school detention? I cant imagine you wanted to stay in class longer than you had to" the silence was thick before he spoke "Ugh- broke another drum stick-" his outstretched hand held a sorry excuse for a drumstick, it was taped together with duct-tape, it also seemed quite abused "Had to try and find the pieces to put it back together-" his hand reached to rub the back of his neck "Right, well, if you wouldn't mind taking a seat, you're not the only one who doesn't want to be here" Mr. Locket grumbled.
Rodrick took a seat slightly in front of you, just to the side, further away from the window than you were, he hadn't noticed you as you hid behind your book.
The Heffley boy drummed his thumbs on his desk for a while before gaining a sharp look of disapproval from his teacher, honestly he had just been trying to keep his mind occupied since the morning he had experience, being a teenage boy was difficult enough, but with the thoughts he had swimming around between his ears he was having a very hard time to keep himself in order, and being at school was not a good place to pop a boner, although, let be honest, it happened a lot.
He began to look around the room, he saw some regulars to detention, since he did spend a large amount of time in this room he knew who was who, as always there were some stragglers, those who didn't usually attend detention. That when his eyes hit your book, since he couldn't see you face he looked down to your shoes, just in case he could tell who you where from your footwear, your thighs seemed to be squeezed together quite tight as you peaked over your book and saw him looking under your table, you quickly crossed your legs which drew his attention back up to your face, when he realised who you were his eyes shot forward, straight to the front of the room.
Rodrick tensed up and held his breath, screwing his eyes shut and trying every trick in the book of 'How to not get a boner in class' his thought process went something like this 'Naked old ladies, changing Manny's diaper, that time Greg pissed on me' but unfortunately even his gross list couldn't help him, soon enough his thoughts were clouded with the image of you laid out in all your naked glory, he was spiralling out of control in the class room, thinking about how your skin would taste as he licked a stripe from your inner thigh up you your neck.
You watched him, to begin with you thought it was disgust that made him look away. You tried to get back into your book but couldn't stop yourself from glancing back over to him occasionally, his eyes screwed shut, you could tell that his jaw was clenched, that was when his hands fell into his lap. You sharply inhaled at the sight of him trying to cover himself, your gasp caused him to look back at you, the tops of his ears turning red, although he still took the time to eye you down again, as if he hadn't seen enough of your body. You could feel the fluttering in your stomach spreading downwards, you uncrossed you legs and pushed your legs together tightly, unintentionally fidgeting slightly, your feet pointed at each other awkwardly under your desk.
You hid behind your book once more, praying for the end of detention, after a few more minuet's passed you peaked over your book again, noticing that Rodrick was slowly squeezing himself under his desk, you watched his Adams apple bob up and down in his throat, you quickly raised your hand "Sir, I don't feel well, please may I step out?" Mr. L looked at you and nodded, just as you reached the door he spoke up again "Well, actually it has been fifteen minuet's so, you're all free to go" after hearing this you booked it down the corridor, running out of the building into the parking lot.
You saw Nick parked up front, waving you over "Hey! I was gonna pick you up this morning, did you forget!?" you jumped into his convertible "Ah, yeah, sorry Nick" you panted, he looked at you quizzically "Are you ok? you seem a bit flushed" He held his hand to your forehead "Your sweating" you moved his hand of your head "No, honestly I'm alright, just legged it out of class is all" you choked down a chuckle. You lent your head back on the leather head rest, looking back to the school entrance, he was stood there watching you. You let your lips part and wetted them with your tongue, maintaining eye contact with him, he watched your chest as it heaved whilst you caught your breath. When Nick placed his hand on the top of your thigh you broke off from Rodrick, looking at the smirk on Nicks face as he sped off.
When you arrived back at your house you went to exit Nicks car but before you could he grabbed your arm, you fell back into your seat "Hey, we've been friends for a while right?" He asked, you slowly nodded, not sure of the exact direction that this conversation was headed "Well, do you wanna like, hook up?" you looked at him in disbelief "What?" he sat back in his seat "Well, I just assumed that you wanted to loose your virginity is all, I'm just trying to help you out" his hand once again found its way to your leg, being in total shock you paused for a second before shoving his hand off your leg "What makes you think that I'm a virgin for starters?!" you near yelled at him, with anger in your voice, he seemed taken aback from your outburst "Well, you've never dated? I've never really seen you talk to any guys? why are you so mad?" his tone of voice irritated you, it made you feel as though you were being irrational "Hey, did you maybe think, just for a second, that I DON'T WANT TO FUCK YOU?!" it was at his point that you got out of his car and slammed the door "Hey (Y/N) its not my fault that you're a fucking prude" you snapped you head back and slowly walked up to the drivers side door "Listen, its not that big of a deal, I just wanna help you out" before you knew what you were doing your fist connected with his jaw, a sickening 'crunch' came with this. Nick sped off down the road, shouting obscenity's holding his face with one hand, tears visible in his eyes.
Unfortunately for you, the crunch did not come from Nicks jaw, it came from your hand, you could see that your knuckle was starting to swell. You headed for the front door, fishing around in your bag for your keys 'Fucking wonderful' you thought to yourself, no fucking keys.
As you sat down on your porch you began to cry, not particularly out of sadness, just frustration and anger, plus your hand hurt like a fucking bitch. With eyes clouded with tears you looked down to your feet, to begin with you thought the tears in your eyes were giving you a weird type of double vision, you quickly wiped the tears away and looked again, it was another pair of shoes, beat up shoes at that. Looking up you realised that it was Rodrick, you groaned, at this point you didn't know if you should cry or laugh.
"Ugh- I saw what happened, Do you want an ice pack?" you looked up at him nodding, tears flowing even more than before "Ok, ill be back" he quickly ran off across the lawn, jumping over the short fence and tripping as he did so, through your sobs you chuckled, wiping at your eyes once more. Soon enough Rodrick came back and passed you an icepack wrapped in a cloth, you thanked him.
Rodrick stood in front of you for a moment before he turned to head back to his house, stopping in his tracks and turning back to you "Hey ugh- do you want to come in? until your parents get back or whatever?" he shrugged, although you could see the concern in his eyes. You nodded and followed him into the Heffley house.
"Where's your family?" you asked, noticing that the house was as silent as a grave yard "Gregs out, parents have taken Manny to a doctors appointment" he shrugged, guiding you into the kitchen "So, ugh- what happened with you and that dude?" he asked, you sighed "You really wanna know?" you asked, pulling yourself up onto the kitchen counter, Rodrick nodded "well- he wanted, ugh, he wanted to hook up with me" you took the ice pack off your hand to examine it before putting it back on again "He said that he 'just wanted to help me out'" you used air quotations "Help you out?" Rodrick looked slightly confused "Well, he said that that he assumed I wanted to ugh- loose my virginity, and then he called me a prude because I didn't want to fuck him! so I punched him in the face" you could feel all the anger flooding back and Rodrick could see you starting to well up again "Hey, stop, no" he walked over to you, still standing at a respectable distance away from you "Why are you crying?" he asked, not sure if you were upset or angry, you looked up at him.
"You have a freckle right next to your eyebrow, I never noticed before" you smiled at him, laughing off the rest of your tears, "I mean, that's understandable, i think this is the longest time we have ever spoke, and considering that we've lived next to each other for the last 12 years id say that's pretty insane" you both chuckled "Can I ask you something?" Rodrick nodded "Yeah" he shrugged "Is it that obvious that I'm a virgin?" Rodrick swallowed hard and turned slightly red, feeling embarrass that you even asked such a stupid question you began to scoot yourself forward off the counter "Don't answer that, it was a stupid question" before you could slide off the counter Rodrick put his hand on the top of your arm "No no, its just that, I would never have thought that you were, a- ugh- virgin" You raise your eyebrow "Oh shit, no, not like that, I just, ugh-" He pauses for a second to look at you, realising that his hand is still resting on you arm, you look down to his hand on you before looking back up to him "I think we need to talk about it" he choked out, you bowed your head in shame "I'm sorry for peeping at you, I swear I didn't mean it, well, at first, its just you took your shirt of and I just couldn't help myself, and I swear I'm not a creep, and then I saw your belt buckle and I just couldn't stop!"
Rodrick furrowed his eyebrows in confusion "What are you talking about?" he asked "Last night, when I was watching you?" you answered.
"You were watching me?" he replied, you opened your mouth but the word wouldn't come out "I was talking about this morning, when I saw you, when I was, ugh- watching you...?" silence fell for a second before you spoke again "I assumed that, you just wanted to even it out, Ya know, like, since I was creeping on you..." Rodrick tried to get all his thoughts together in his head "I didn't know you were looking at me? even so, you were ok with me watching you?" you blushed "Well, after the dream I was kinda embarrassed about the whole, morning masturbation thing but" before you could speak again Rodrick interrupted "Wait wait, what?" talk about digging yourself a hole.
"Ugh, this morning? you saw me, I was ugh- you know" you almost began to pray for the ground to swallow you up "I saw you take your top off... I-ugh, I didn't see anything else..."
The silence was thick between the both of you "I ugh- " you looked up at him, breathing in heavy to try and hide your shame "You had a dream?" his voice dropped deeper than you had ever heard it before, chills ran from the top of your head down your spine "yeah" you breathed out "About me?" He questioned, you nodded. You where now looking straight into each others eyes "What happened, in your dream?" he leaned in close to you, not touching you but you could feel his warmth "You ugh- I was against the wall" you shuddered as you felt him sniff your hair, making all the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end "was that it?" he asked in a low voice "No, you're ugh, knee was between my legs, you were kissing up my neck" you could feel his warm breath by your ear "fuck" he whimpered slightly, a whimper that went straight to your core, he was now situated stood between your thighs "I was rubbing on your knee, you told me that i was ugh-" You threw your head back and moaned as his lips brushed the skin behind your ear "What did I tell you? in the dream, what did I say?" he asked, slurring his words as he mouthed at your neck "You told me that I was humping your leg like a bitch in heat, that your ugh- " your breath hitched again as his hand fell onto your thigh "That my what?" his thumb began to trace circles on the insides of your thigh "That your jeans would smell like my cunt for days" at that point Rodrick pulled back, and looked you dead in the eyes, his pupils blown twice their usual size, his cheeks were flushed and his chest was rising and falling rapidly, your eyes wondered down to the more than noticeable bulge that he wasn't even trying to cover "All day, you've been trying me insane, I was so close to cumming in my fucking pants in detention when I saw you, fidgeting in your seat, squeezing your legs together, I thought I was going to go mad"
You gulped as you reached your hand towards him, palming him through his jeans, he hissed and then released a needy moan "I was watching you, in detention, under your desk, If I would have watched you for any longer I think I would have cum just like that, not even touching myself" He groaned and began to twitch, letting his head drop over your shoulder as he kissed your shoulders "Stop, fuck, don't" You moved your hand away from him "What's wrong?" you asked "I've never, actually done anything with anyone" He grumbled in low register "Well, neither have I, you know that" he sighed "I don't want to disappoint you, I want to make you feel good" he moaned as your hand brushed against his bulge again "You are making me feel good, here, give me your hand" you move his hand up your thigh until his fingers are brushing on the edge of your panties, moving them to the side with your other hand you encourage Rodrick to touch you, you cry at the sudden contact of skin on skin, you could hear him grunt as soon as his hand found your folds, you free hand reached up to hook around his neck whilst your other hand stayed on his, making sure he could feel what he was doing to you "Can you feel me? do you feel that?" his fingers glided up and down your cunt easily, you pull his out of your panties and show him, his fingers glistening with your wetness "Do you want to come up to my room?" he asked, his eyes have not left his hands "Ok"
You follow him up to his room, it felt like an eternity but soon enough you were stood in his bedroom, looking out the window you could see your bed, exactly how you left it this morning, you turned back, looked at Rodrick and slowly pulled your shirt over your head, leaving your bra on, walking over to him and pulling his shirt up, soon enough his shirt was thrown somewhere behind you. You began to work on his belt buckle, loving the sound of it unclipping from his belt. You dropped down to your knees in front of him, unbuttoning his trousers and letting them hit the floor with a 'clunk'
You looked up to him as you began to pull his boxers down, letting his member spring out, Rodrick is looking down at you, his hair's a mess and his breathing his heavy, you stand back up and kiss his neck, your hand brushing over his cock, you slowly push Rodrick backwards so he's sat on his chair, you place yourself between his legs, breathing in the musky scent before licking a stripe up his length, not knowing what to do with his hands Rodrick held onto the arms of the chair, gripping onto them until his knuckles turned white, you looked up at him as you encased his tip into your mouth, watching him lull his head back with his mouth agape and eyes blown wide open. You guided his one of his hands to the back of your head, encouraging him to set the pace, it didn't take long until Rodrick was a crying, whimpering mess above you "(Y/N) I'm gonna cum, ah, fuck, I'm cumming" he whined as he spilt himself down your throat, you could feel the head of his cock pulsating as it pumped the bitter liquid past your lips.
You sat back on your heals, swallowing hard as you looked up at him, loving the way his eyes grew dark and clouded as he tried to catch his breath shakily. Your hand slipped down underneath your skirt for a brief moment before Rodrick joined you on the hard floor. He watched you for a while as you toyed with yourself before he found the courage to close the gap between you both. You couldn't explain it but his lips just felt right on your own, his tongue lapped your bottom lip as his hand found yours. His fingers rubbed along your slit, from the bottom up to the top. He gently laid you down and began to attack your neck, his hands moving from your core to unclip your bra, soon enough his mouth found your nipple, he looked up at you.
The sight alone was enough to bump up his ego, you withered underneath him as he circled your sensitive nub, your hands played with his dark hair and you began to push his head down. He licked a stripe from your breast down to your hip bone, sucking and leaving a dark bruise, you moaned out for him.
Repositioning himself under you he looked back up for reassurance "Please, I'm so sore" you cried, that was enough encouragement for him, he pulled your panties down your legs and tossed them onto his bed. He nuzzled his face into your core, his hot breath hit you like a truck, his tongue lapped at your hole for a while before you guided his mouth upwards to your mound, your eyes shot open as soon the contact was made. Rodrick could see your stomach constrict so he continued at a steady pace, both hands on either side of your thighs, parting your legs. The noises coming from below you were obscene, wet noises that echoed around the room mixed in with your climbing moans and Rodricks panting, the building tension in your loins began to flutter "Please, god don't stop" you managed to beg "I'm so close" Just as you hit your peak you reached both hands for his head, tangling your fingers in his shaggy locks. A guttural godly sound rumbled from your chest and past your lips as as you started to convulse in pleasure, you could hear a sharp whimper come from the boy between your legs and you felt him twitch as he gave a couple more licks to your clit before you pulled him back up to you, tasting yourself on his lips.
You both broke away from each other to regain your abilities to breath normally, His lips shimmered with your cum. You looked down and saw that Rodrick had also cum, a large wet mark on the floor near the mark you had left, you looked at him curiously "Did you cum again?" his face turned beet red "I ugh- couldn't help myself, I've never seen anything like that before, your so fucking hot" he panted and you chuckle.
The both of you laid there, on the uncomfortable floor for a few minuet, his arm draped around you, your face snuggled into his shoulder, you could smell the sweat coming from him but it wasn't unpleasant, It was intoxicating more than anything.
"Rodrick! were back!" you both looked at each other in horror before scrambling to your feet "Shit, what time is it" he whisper yelled, looking to the clock in the corner of the room, 5pm "Fuck, I didn't realise that was the time, shit" He groaned, pulling up his pants, throwing a pillow over the wet marks on the floor, you looked at him and smiled, suppressing a laugh, he looked at you with panic on his face but it softened when he saw your grin.
You quickly fixed your skirt, not having time to look for your underwear, you threw your bra on with your shirt and slipped your shoes back on, turning to look in the mirror to the side of you, fixing your hair before tiptoeing down the stairs behind Rodrick.
You both managed to make it to the front door without being caught, you padded down the porch steps until a hand pulled you back "Hey, will you leave your window open tonight?" he asked quietly in your ear "If you want me to" you whispered, blushing from ear to ear "I would very much like that" he grumbled, leaning down and giving you a sweet chased kiss on your cheek before you parted ways.
Your parents didn't question why you got home so late, although they did have questions about your slightly swollen hand, you brushed it of easily enough though, simply telling them you hit your hand on an open locker at school. After dinner you headed up to your bedroom, feeling the need to jump in the shower before changing ready for bed.
The rest of Rodricks evening went pretty much the same, his parents didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, other than the smile that hadn't left their oldest sons face since they arrived home, however they decided not to bring it up. After diner Rodrick hoped into the shower, singing into the shower head as he washed his body. After a while in the bathroom he re-emerged with a towel wrapped around his waist and headed to his top floor bedroom, changing into clean boxers before taking a seat by his window. He waited for a while until he scanned his room, memories came flooding back to him, memories of you. That's when he saw a tiny bundle of material on his bed, your panties.
You watched as he inhaled the scent from your panties, his hand slipping under the waist band of his boxers as he continued to hold the fabric up to his nose, you gave it a moment before you whisper yelled his name "Rodrick!" his face turned to you and his hand shot up from out of his underwear, his face a beautiful scarlet red, caught pantie-handed, you laughed to yourself.
Rodrick signalled for you to come over, putting your doubts aside you plumped up your pillows in your bed to make it look like a figure sleeping and shouted down to your parents "Night mum! Night dad!" hearing them say their goodnights back to slowly slipped out of the window, landing on the platform below, jumping a couple feet down to the dewy grass.
Just to your luck, leading up to Rodricks window there was a lattice to the left, you began to climb, making sure not to look down in fear of loosing your balance and falling from a height. As you neared the top a hand yanked to the rest of the way into the room.
"Hello, again" You panted, out of breath from the climb "Hey, I think these belong to you" he held out his hand and placed your underwear into you own "Thanks, but it looked like you were getting better use out of them than I ever have" you chuckled softly motioning to his protruding member, he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly.
You hadn't had the time to look around his room earlier but now being stood here you had the change to nose around a little. Band posters covered his walls, including his bands posters and flyers, he had some of his drum equipment stored in the corner too, with amps and symbols, he followed your gaze "You like my room?" he asked, you remained silent as you looked at his bed "Its quite dark" you remarked, taking a seat on his bed "I can turn the lights on if you want" he shrugged "No, I like it, its nice"
You grabbed his hand and guided him onto the bed, holding each other under the covers, neither of you spoke, you shared the calmness of the moment you had both created. He placed his large hand on the side of your face "I think you're pretty cool (Y/N)" you smiled up at him "Like wise Heffley" you whispered, he then closed in on you, lips touching yours, his hands roaming your body "Your so soft" he nuzzled into your neck, taking in your scent with a deep inhale "You smell so good" he then began to kiss down your throat to your exposed collar bone "Rodrick?"
He looked at you, worried that he had said something wrong "Yeah?" his voice was breathy and quiet "I want you" you whispered "You already have me" his hands intertwined with your hair "No, I want you inside me, will you fuck me?" the butterflies in your stomach felt like they were ready to burst out at any second, Rodrick groaned as you pulled your shirt off.
It started slow, he wanted to feel every part of you, taste you everywhere.
You pushed him back, finding yourself sat on his lap with your legs over his, you kissed his neck as he did to you, your mouth brushing over the lump in his throat causing him to moan at the ceiling, you tugged on his hair as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, tracing shapes on his back, such smooth skin.
His hands kept you in place, holding you down on him by your hips, you rubbed yourself against his manhood, you could feel him over your underwear. He pushed you back down into the mattress, you lifted yourself and shimmied out of panties, Rodrick was over you again, you melted into his kiss as you felt him line up with your entrance "You ready?" he panted, you could feel his head against your warms, inviting him in "Yeah" your voice was shaky.
He began to push himself into you slowly; it stung. You grabbed onto his back as you whimpered into the crook of his neck "Do you want me to stop?" he asked, you could feel him in you "No, please, keep going" you encouraged him as you gritted your teeth "Just do it, all in one" you whispered, preparing yourself.
You cried out silently as he pushed all the way in, he pulled his head back to look at your face, small tears welling up in your eyes, he wiped them away and you both remained motionless for a minuet as you got used to him, after a while you could feel him twitching inside of you, it started to feel good "You - you can move now" you assured him that you were ok.
He began to thrust in and out of you slowly, as you became more comfortable with the sensation "Fuck, your so fucking tight, god" he sounded broken, you could tell he was trying so hard to hold back. He began to suck your nipples and peppered kisses all along your chest as he his hips swayed, his hand reached between the two of you, he started to rub your mound.
He watched you as you reached up for his headboard with one hand, the other still holding onto his back, your nails dragging against his skin. Rodrick saw you as so much more than human, especially in that moment. Sweat collected on your chest and beaded down your stomach, in his head he was begging not to cum so soon but watching you was like no porn he had ever seen, your chest heaved and your eyes scrunched shut, eyebrows slightly raised and your mouth hung open, allowing all manor of mews and moans to escape.
You were close, the feeling of being full with his fingers spiralling around your clit, you open your eyes to look up at him, that was enough to do it. He was staring down at you with his head raised, mouth slack, his breathing was more than erratic, you felt yourself coming undone "Rodrick, I'm- auh" you couldn't even get the words out, you lifted yourself from the mattress, allowing him to go deeper into you. He felt your cunt spasm, tightening around him, between that and the noises you made, and you pushing him in further he couldn't last any longer "I'm gonna cum, Stop" he breathed, he was about to pull out until your legs wrapped around him, pulling him back in "Cum in me, please" and that was that. He ducked his head and bit your shoulder as he shot into you, you could feel his length pulsating inside of you, filling you up. You kissed up his jaw as you watched his face, it was the hottest thing you had ever seen. He stayed inside of you for a while before pulling out and laying next to you, both of you struggling for breath.
"Fuck" he breathed out turning to look at you "Was that good for you?" he asked "Rodrick, I never imagined my first time being as good as that, I mean, I imagined it would be awkward and just painful, but with you, well... You make me feel safe" you confessed to him "(Y/N) can I tell you something? I don't want to ruin the moment or anything, maybe i shouldn't say any-" you covered his mouth "What Rodrick?" you asked "Well, I think I love you?" you chuckled "Was that a question or a statement" you kissed him hard "I think I love you to Heffley"