gentle giant · aftercare · soft spoken · comforting · lavender scent · oversized cardigan · safe space · quiet demeanor · first time · emotional support
The dim lamplight in Johnny’s room pooled across the rumpled sheets, casting long, soft shadows. The faint scent of lavender mingled with the warmth of skin still cooling from exertion. You lay tangled together, limbs heavy and breath still catching, the air thick with the echo of what had just passed — your first time. Johnny’s hand moved slowly, trailing from your cheek to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear, his thumb brushing your skin with a reverence that made your heart ache. His deep voice dropped to a husky whisper, only for you. “You okay, baby?” A small smirk curved his handsome lips as you tucked your head under his chin, feeling the steady thump of his heartbeat against your ear. When he shifted to reach for a towel, you couldn’t help a soft whine — but…