Darling, I Won't be Okay

Kissing Alyssa was like kissing a cloud, her lips and touch were so delicate and it just made me want more. I felt in my mind I might be coming on too strong given the fact that we just met yesterday, so I tried to take things slow in this moment and asked if she was okay with me taking her shirt off. She nodded so positively and I gazed into her eyes and took the shirt off, looking down at the exposed torso that I so dearly wanted to graze every inch of. Then, I saw them. The scars and fresh cuts on the bottom half of her stomach, and my excitement went to fear and worry. Why would she do this to herself, she's the most gorgeous and kind-hearted person, why do this? "Alyssa... why?" my heart shattered when I saw the tears fall from her bold blue eyes and her face turn to a shamed expression. "I'm sorry, Tony. I shouldn't have took my shirt off, I'm so sorry." She tried to cover herself with her wrapped arms covered in swatches of medical gauze, for reasons I never asked for, and got off of me and slowly treaded to the bathroom, but I got up and grabbed her arm softly before she could close the door. Alyssa turned to me and I kissed her softly on her forehead and embraced her in my arms, and eventually she gave in to my bear hug and wrapped her arms around me. "I'm sorry I asked. I just don't know why someone so beautiful would do this to them self. No matter the scars I will still see you the same as I did before." Alyssa smiled and wiped her tear stained face and kissed me before speaking so lightly, "Will you shower with me and help me clean my arms please. I want you to see all of me before you say you'll see me the same as before. I'd rather you be disgusted now rather than down the road." I smiled and shook my head. "I'll never be disgusted in someone as beautiful as you," I said as I walked past her into the bathroom and grabbed her hand to shower.

I slid Alyssa's pajama pants, which looked like Vic's, down slowly and kissed her forehead as she gazed at the tattoo covered body of mine. I expected her to have underwear on, but for some reason she lacked them and I tried not to look because I knew I was already lacking a softness in my boxers from earlier, which I saw her glancing at every two seconds. She grinned slightly and pulled my boxers down really slowly and looked into my eyes, and I ran my fingers through her hair. My dick was really hard but I tried to control myself with the fragile girl in front of me, even though she was teasing me to the point that I was biting my lip so I wouldn't push her against the wall and hurt her unintentionally. She kissed near my ear and I shuttered, she walked to the shower before I could do anything about it. I bit my lip once more as I watched her walk and hop in the shower and she looked back at me and smiled. "coming?" Oh, I'm sure I will be.

Notes

Ayy this is chapter 8 of my story that seems to be getting better as I go and I'm v happy. please enjoy cx I will be updating more for sure because I've gotten the motivation to start writing again