[junebaby]

Obviously Mike stayed over that weekend, since my whole family was away anyway.

We were having so much sex that I was barely walking properly, and my back was aching.

Mike seemed fine though. It was as if both of us were trying to unlock some achievement. I was pretty amazed at how much semen he had each time he came. It was like all the biology textbooks lied to me.

I was slightly worried though. We didn't use protection at all, and he came in me all the way. If I got pregnant, were we ready for the next step? I was still studying, and he was still in NS, still thinking if he wanted to sign on.

He left on Sunday without really confirming our status. Were we together or not? He made me his, but was he going to keep me?

I decided to have a chat with Dan about it.

D: Oh cool! Finally lost it yeah?

That was his reaction when I told him I finally had sex. I half expected him to ask when was his turn. But he did not.

D: So you guys back together?

Me: I'm not sure.

D: Didn't you talk about it?

Me: No. We didn't. We just had lots of sex.

D: Haha. Sex marathons.

Me: Should I ask him?

D: Obviously.

Me: How do I phrase it?

D: Just ask him what he really wants.

Me: Shouldn't I tell him what I really want as well?

D: Whatever it is, it has to be two-way. Both parties must want it.

Me: I see.

D: And while you're working things out, we probably shouldn't be doing anything.

Me: But why?

D: 1. I'm not your weekday boyfriend. 2. You don't need me as a distraction while you're working things out.

Me: So you don't want to sleep with me?

D: Nope. Not like this. Not when you're conflicted.

Me: I'm not conflicted.

D: You are. Trust me. I'd fuck you anytime. Just not now.

He left me thinking about what Mike meant to me, and what I needed to do. However, Mike wasn't free the next few weekends, so sadly, I was deprived for a while. Luckily, my period came and went, so our sex marathon bore no fruit thankfully.

When I finally got him one weekend, it was at his place instead as mine wasn't available. This time, I made sure to have condoms. He had the same idea. But as both of us realized, we didn't like using condoms. But we had to until a more permanent solution was found.

Me: Mike?

M: Yeah?

He had me pinned onto the bed and was ploughing into me from behind in my favourite position.

Me: Are we back together?

M: Do you want to be?

Me: Yes.

M: Are you sure?

Me: You're my first boyfriend. You're the one who took my virginity. You're the one in me right now.

He bent down to kiss my neck and nibble on my earlobe as he thrust deep inside me.

M: What about the other guy?

Me: I stopped. We didn't do anything anyway. Are you jealous?

M: Of course I am! I don't like it when someone else touches my girl!

He began pounding me harder, as if to show his dominance. I liked that a lot.

Me: But I was touching him. He didn't touch me.

He pounded harder, and squeezed my breasts from the side roughly. He pulled out and flipped me over, before sliding in and fucking me hard. Way harder than he used to. I was getting very wet.

M: No. If you're with me then you're with me only.

Me: Ok.

He took the next 10 minutes to make me scream before pulling out and cumming in my mouth. Of course, I sucked him dry. It was rough, it hurt a little, but wow, it was a new side of him I didn't see before.

So that was it. We were unofficially together again. On and off for nearly 3 years since JC, yet never really meeting each other's family yet. And we were fucking like rabbits.

One fine day, while we were randomly walking around a shopping mall, Mike excused himself while leaving me to wander around by myself. Around 10 minutes later, he reappeared with a bouquet of flowers. That was super unlike him. He never really did such sweet stuff for me before.

In the middle of the mall, he got down on one knee and took out a small box from his pocket. It was a ring from those Couple Lab type of shops.

M: June, will you marry me?

A small crowd had gathered and was encouraging me to accept him.

I was at a loss. This was so sudden. I mean yeah, I wanted some sort of status, but this was really going to the extremes, and totally out of character for this guy.

Besides, we both weren't even 21 yet.

I didn't know what to do.

I took his hand and pulled him up.

Me: I will be your girlfriend. But marriage is too soon.

I said it softly enough so the crowd of spectators would not hear. I put the ring on my finger. They cheered.

M: I know. We're young. But I really want this. I just didn't know how to express myself. I will take responsibility for you. And I will buy you a proper ring one day.

We hugged. Kissing was probably a bad idea in public at that time. It was a more conservative time. The crowd cheered louder as we walked away, hand in hand.

We got back to my place, nobody was home. I was so overwhelmed by emotions that I dragged him to the room and we made love. Somehow with the ring on my finger it felt different. I could feel his intensity with every thrust. I could feel how much he wanted me. When he came inside me and held me close, I really felt like his woman. But I screwed up big time. We had forgotten the condoms, and I was pretty sure I was ovulating.