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Emil could hardly believe a lady like Ada would be interested in him.
He had been in love with Ada since the first time he laid his eyes on her. He always thought he was blessed to be able to even look at her. When he saw her smile at him for the first time he was immediately head over heels. He had never had feelings for anyone before, but he knew he was in love with Ada the first time she gently touched his hand, comforting him midst panic attack, or when her hand would gently cup his cheek to talk him down from whatever horrible flashback he was having.
So imagine his shock when she gently kissed him for the first time.
The two met at Ada’s work. Most doctors had already given up on Emil, saying he was a lost cause or that it was pointless to try and help him. Ada had heard his case, and decided she wanted to do everything she could to help this poor man. And she did just that.
Other doctors told her to just give up, let him suffer in his own mind. But she never listened. She was gentle with Emil, she never touched him without asking, and she always made sure he was okay.
Emil began to look forward to her visits with him, and would be devastated on her days off. He refused any other doctor who tried to help him when Ada wasn’t working, he wouldn’t even talk to them without her presence.
That’s when Ada had decided he would do best if she was his full time care taker. After a lot of convincing, Emil was released from the hospital and into the care of Ada.
Emil couldn’t have been happier.
It wasn’t until one of their sessions when Ada would admit her admiration to Emil.
He was nervous, panicky even. His fingers scratching at his skin as he recalled his buried memories. Ada laid her hands on top of Emil’s, her soft eyes meeting his panicked ones.
“You’re brave, Emil.” She smiled at him. “I cherish you.”
And that led them to the present day.
Emil would find himself staring at Ada, admiring her figure, or the way her face was light up when he complimented her.
It was safe to say, Emil adored her.
So it was no surprise when he began to have stronger feelings towards her. He understood what these feelings were, he wasn’t a child after all.
But he had no clue how to deal with them.
His face would feel hot when Ada held his hand, or he would get this weird feeling in his stomach when she would change her clothes in front of him.
It was embarrassing, really.
He would constantly find himself fantasizing about getting intimate with her. Imagining what she looked like completely naked, on top of him.
Controlling him.
Emil finally snapped back into reality.
He was seated on the bed, his back against the headboard with his legs criss-cross. There was a show playing on the big screen TV, something Ada liked to watch about the human mind. Personally, he showed no interest in this show, but he pretended to like it for Ada.
It took a moment before Emil realized the growing tint in his pants, his eyes widening as he looked after at Ada, who was distracted with her work. He grabbed the blanket, pulling it over him as he sunk down, keeping his eyes straight forward, trying his best to not act suspicious.
Usually he would.. deal with this.. when Ada wasn’t home, since that’s the time he usually fantasized about her. This hasn’t happened yet with her sitting right next to him.
He had no clue what to do.
He fixed the way he was sitting so he had his knees up, pulling the blanket up to make it look like he was attempting to get comfortable, but his body language scream anything but comfortable.
Ada had taken notice to his body language. That was apart of her job anyway, so she subconsciously learned to do it even when outside of the work place.
She ran her hand over to him, placing it on top of his ad she assumed he was just anxious, her other hand continuing to write in her notebook.
The feeling of her hand on his made everything much worse. He kept glancing over at her, his face a light shade of pink. He let out a shaky sigh, which immediately alerted Ada, causing her to fully turn her head to look over at him.
She didn’t say anything at first, just examining the way his eyes kept darting from one place to another, and how he kept repositioning himself.
“Are you okay, Emil?” She finally questioned.
He avoided eye contact with her, moving his hand from under hers.
“Uhm.. yes..! I’m okay!” He said, a really unconvincing smile on his face.
“You’re bad at lying.” She said softly, moving her books to the nightstand. “What’s wrong?”
He wrapped his arms around himself, finally looking at her as he shrugged in response.
“Use your words, Emil.” She sighed.
“I.. dunno.” He huffed.
“Do you not know, or are you embarrassed?” She interrogated, raising her eyebrows at him.
He sighed. Sometimes he really hated how smart she is.
“I’m embarrassed.” He mumbled, looking to the side.
“You know, nothing you say will make me think any different of you.” She reassured, pushing some of his messy black hair behind his ear.
“I know.”
“Then what’s wrong?”
He adjusted his posture, sitting up against the headboard again as he dug for the confidence to say something.
“I… was having.. inappropriate thoughts.” He said quietly, biting his lip as he threw his hands up to his face.
She stayed quiet for a second, before she moved her hand to his wrist, removing it from his face.
“That’s okay, Emil.” She said, a small laugh following.
His head turned to look at her again, his eyebrows slightly raising.
“It’s normal, Emil.”
“I know that!” He defensively hissed out, throwing his hands back down to his lap.
“Then why are you embarrassed?”
“Uhm. Well. Because it’s.. there.. about you- and, uhm.” He paused, trying to think of what to say but he came up short.
“That’s okay. Is that something you want to do?” She asked quietly, now cupping his face with both of her hands.
He nodded slowly, looking to the side then back at her.
“Then we can do that.”
He nodded again, fidgeting with his fingers.
“Do you think you can.. direct me?” He muttered.
“Of course, sweet boy.” She responded with a soft smile, grabbing his hands and guiding him onto her lap.
He followed her lead, his eyes glued to her face as he felt her hands wrap around his waist.
“You stare a lot.” She pointed out.
“I’m sorry.” He quickly replied.
“It’s cute.”
She leaned towards him, her lips pressing against his. This wasn’t the first time they have kissed, but it felt different. It felt more intimate, more vulnerable.
His hands found their way to her shoulders, placing one on each shoulder as he desperately chased her kisses.
Her hands met his shoulders before wrapping her arms around his neck, her tongue guiding him to open his mouth, which he obeyed.
Her tongue gently entered his mouth, dancing around his mouth as she felt his hands move down until they were placed on her chest.
She acknowledged this by pushing herself against the palms of his hand, basically helping him grope her. One of her hands ran up to the back of his head, gently grasping at his hair.
His hands got more curious, moving around her chest until he found a spot he liked.
Ada rubbed the back of of his head, before pulling her head away from him.
Emil’s eyes immediately opened, staring at Ada as as she lovingly stared back.
“Are you ready, sweet boy?” She smiled, kissing his cheek lightly.
He nodded gently, his hands now fidgeting with Ada’s dress.
“What was that?” She asked.
“Yes..” he mumbled.
“Good boy.”
Emil felt his stomach jump up to his chest at those words.
Good boy.
He felt her hands begin to pull his shirt off of him, those same soft hands running down to his pants, beginning to undo them.
Ada placed kisses all down his neck for comfort as she pulled his jeans off of him, tossing it on the floor.
Emil didn’t care about the mess, or how poorly his clothes were being handled.
Ada was touching him.
That’s all that mattered to him.
He kept his hands on Ada’s dress. His body was tense at first, but it quickly relaxed once he felt Ada’s hands rub the inside of his thighs.
He felt.. hot.
He’s not sure how to describe it.. he felt beads of sweat start to drip down his forehead the more Ada got intimate with him. Her hands run up his thighs, fingers just centimeters away from his throbbing erection.
His body jolted once he felt her hand slide over his crotch, immediately burying his head into Ada’s shoulder, which she lovingly accepted.
“You’re doing so good.” She reassured, hoping to ease his embarrassment.
Emil didn’t respond, instead he let his hands run from Ada’s dress down to her exposed leg, before running his hand up under her dress to feel her soft skin.
Ada moved one hand to Emil’s head, gently rubbing it to give him reassurance as her other hand worked to palm at his erection.
Emil pushed his hips forward, his fingers desperately grasping at Ada’s thighs.
“Would you like to take my dress off for me?” Ada questioned, her finger twirling a curl of his hair.
“Of course..” he muttered, his hand immediately flying up to the zipper on the back of her dress, helping her slide it off where it was tossed with Emil’s clothes.
His eyes dragged over her body, taking in the view. She was wearing a red bra with matching red panties, as well as knee high socks, which she had decided to keep on.
He had lost track of how long he had been staring at her, only noticing when the hand in his hair moved to her own face, awkwardly covering it.
He quickly grabbed her arm, pulling it down so he could look at her.
“You’re.. pretty.” He mumbled. “I like looking at you.”
Ada smiled at him with a small laugh, placing a kiss on his hand before she made him let go of her.
She climbed on top of him, making sure to sit directly on his clothed erection, which caused a breathy moan from him.
“Thank you, sweet boy.” She said quietly, kissing his forehead.
He buried his head in the crook of her neck, desperately trying to grind against her, chasing any form of pleasure he could get.
She wrapped her arms around his neck again, “How about you finish taking my clothes off?” She asked.
He looked at her, examining her face to see if she meant it, and once he got that confirmation he reached behind her again, unclasping her bra and watching as it slid down her arms until she threw it off somewhere.
Emil could hardly think now, his mind was so cluttered with everything that was going on. His chest felt heavy, but it felt good. He never wanted this to end.
He took a shaky, deep breath as his hands hesitantly removed her panties, awkwardly tossing them off before immediately burying his head onto her again.
She let out another soft laugh, stroking the hair at the end of his neck.
“Experiment with me.” Ada finally said.
“Hm?”
“Use me to see what you like and what you don’t. We can experiment with each other.” She repeated.
“Are you sure?” Emil questioned.
“Emil, I want you to touch me.” She huffed, growing impatient.
“Okay..” he mumbled.
He paused for a second, thinking of the first thing he wanted to do before he finally got an idea.
Emil’s hands made their way down to Ada’s thighs, gently rubbing them before he found his way to her pussy, running his middle finger over a slit.
He earned a shudder from Ada in return. Looking up at her face, his finger met her clit, and he began to rub small, gentle, circles.
“You can be rough with me, Emil.” She said sweetly.
He nodded slightly, his eyes shifting to look down at what was going on.
Ada played with Emil’s hair, moving her hips in pleasure as Emil began to pick up the pace.
After a few more minutes of them staying like this, Ada got an idea.
She grabbed his wrist, directing his hand to her cunt.
“Can you put your fingers inside me?” He spoke into his ear.
“Yes.. Ada.” He muttered as he slowly inserted his middle finger into her opening, shivering at the way Ada moaned into his ear.
His finger explored her cunt, moving around until he found the place that caused her to arch her back, pushing her chest against his.
“You can add another, sweet boy.” She whispered, kissing the side of his head.
He obeyed, inserting a second finger into her.
“Ah- good boy, Emil.” She moaned out, repeatedly kissing his ear and the side of his head.
“Ada..”
“Yes, my love?”
“I..I want to be touched too.”
Ada smiled to herself, pushing her head back to look him in the eyes.
“Alright, we can do that.” She said, grabbing his arm and moving it, forcing him to remove his fingers from inside her.
He was a bit taken a back, raising his eyebrows at Ada.
“What..are you doing?” He questioned.
“I want you inside me, Emil. If you’re okay with that.” She responded, kissing the corner of his mouth.
He was a bit shocked, but quickly nodded his head in assent.
“Yes.. yes I’m okay with that.” He said, stammering over his words.
She smiled at him, not saying anything in response as she pulled his boxers down.
She examined his length, her soft fingers rubbing the tip of his cock for a few moments before she positioned herself over him.
“Are you ready?” She asked.
“Yes, My Ada.” He replied, his hands placed on her hips as his eyes desperately looked at her.
She lowered herself down, taking him in slowly until he bottomed out in her. Emil wasn’t big, but he wasn’t small either.
If anything, Ada thinks he’s the perfect size for her.
She let out a moan of both pleasure and pain, her mouth agape as she adjusted to his size.
Emil was just as pleasure-filled as Ada was, if not more. His nails dug into her skin, his cock felt warm against her tight walls.
Ads wrapped her arms around him for support, slowly beginning to move herself up and down on top of him, loud moans filling the room.
“Oh~ Emil, Sweetie. You feel so good.”
Emil was much too flustered to talk, but involuntary moans flooded out of his mouth at the affirmation she gave him. He began to move his hips to assist her, pulling back then slamming into her.
He felt a knot grow in his stomach. This may have been the first time he’s had sex but it’s most definitely not the first time he’s had an orgasm. He knew the feeling.
“Ada.. I.. I feel..close.” He fumbled his words in embarrassment, hanging his head down.
“It’s okay.. it’s okay.” She huffed, her breath was fast, but her movements were even faster.
Ada put her hands on Emil’s face, making him look at her as she continued to ride his cock.
“You are so good.” She praised, her eyes half lidded.
Emil bit his bottom lip, his thrust became sporadic as his moans became louder.
“Ada!- I can’t-“ he was cut off by her slamming her lips against against his, and quickly his body began to shake as he released his load inside of her.
She continued to ride him through his orgasm until she met her climax as well, making sure her lips stayed agains his as she came on his cock.
After a few more moments of her riding him, she pulled herself off of him and moved to the side, sitting next to him as he tried to catch his breath.
“Are you okay?” She asked, looking at him with loving eyes.
He nodded slowly before speaking up,
“I’m.. sweaty.” He replied, earning a laugh from Ada.
“Would you like to shower?”
“Yes.. can you join me?”
“Of course, sweet boy.”