Heyy could u do a fic where boyfriend!Anton makes out with fem!reader for the first time and is really shy but likes it and doesn’t want to stop, like really sweet and a little suggestive 🥹💖Tyy
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𖦹 bf!anton x fem!reader | fluff & suggestive | college au
𖦹 note ; THIS IS SUCH A CUTE IDEA ARGHH thank u anon i hope u like this + reqs are open!
You love being close to Anton.
You love how soft his hands feel in yours; you love the way his eyes sparkle when he looks at you; and you love how gently he kisses your forehead each time he says goodbye.
The evening had started out as usual: going back to your place after classes, Japanese takeaway for dinner, and an episode of your favorite sitcom, The Office.
But you could tell something was on Anton’s mind tonight. He seemed nervous, and he kept spacing out.
“Is everything okay?” You asked softly, concern evident in your tone. Anton immediately nods, flashing you a shy smile. “Yeah, just thinking about something," he mumbles.
You raise an eyebrow.
“Do you wanna talk about it? You can tell me anything.”
He bites his bottom lip nervously at this, glancing hesitantly at you.
“Anything?” he echoed.
"Anything." you repeated, squeezing his hand in reassurance.
The curly haired boy lets out a sigh, burying his face in his hands and groaning a small, “This is so embarrassing.”
“But you won’t laugh at me, right?” He asks. You chuckle at this, shrugging. “I’ll try my best.”
Anton nods, slowly scooting closer to you on the bed. “So. I was wondering if we could... m-make out?”
Now, you love your boyfriend, but the moment you heard his question, you couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
“Hey, you said you wouldn’t laugh!” he splutters, his face burning a crimson red.
“I’m sorry!” You gasped, still laughing.
“I just wanted to ask because I’ve never done it before, but I also want to kiss you, but then again I didn’t know how to bring it up, and I-”
“Sure,” you giggled, cutting his rambling off and softly pushing him down on the bed.
“We can definitely make out.”
Anton’s heart was already racing a mile a minute, but the moment your lips connect, he feels like his heart could jump right out of his chest.
His eyes fall shut, and all he can feel is how right and how good it feels.
Your soft vanilla-flavoured lips against his, a shudder running through his body when you slip your tongue against his.
“Is that okay?” you whisper, slightly breathless. Anton nods readily, biting his tongue to hold back a whimper.
“Y-Yeah, keep going." he stutters.
He groans when your lips meet his again, his hands now under your shirt and caressing your waist.
Like puzzle pieces, your lips fit against each other perfectly.
Your bedroom fills with the sound of soft and airy moans, and Anton wonders why he waited so long to do this with you.
When you finally pull away from each other, you wish you could take a picture of how gorgeous your boyfriend looked.
His black unruly hair messy from your hands running through them, his lips swollen as he catches his breath, and his cheeks dusted a light pink.
“God, you look so pretty." you sigh.
He shakes his head as he tries to pull you back. “Don’t care, I wanna keep kissing you.” he mutters, drunk on the feeling.
You place your hand against his chest, stopping him. “If we keep kissing, you’re going to end up home by midnight.” you chuckle.
To your surprise, Anton tugs at you again. “Really don’t care,” he mumbles against your lips. “Wanna kiss you forever, s'feel too good.”
Your heart flutters at his words, smiling into the kiss.
“I’ll kiss you forever."
© anton-luvr, 2023.
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