Teach Me How to Dougie

The credits of "Elf" rolled and I looked up at Dougie, who was also looking at me. I had been resting my head on his lap, a throw pillow under my head as we both watched a movie we both agreed was the best Christmas movie around.

I sat up without a word, stood in front of Dougie, and grabbed his hand. I led him to his bedroom, quietly closing the door behind us both. Walking over to his bed, I lay down on my back, pulling him down with me. We started kissing immediately. But, this wasn't a heated makeout or a rushed burst of emotions. Each kiss was slow and tender, but still sexy. Sexy in a different way than usual.

Dougie pulled my shirt off of my body and I wiggled out of my pants. After his shirt and pants had been discarded, as well, he resumed his previous activity. But, this wasn't hot and heavy like it usually was. Dougie paid attention to everywhere he kissed. His kissed trailed from my lips, to my neck, but not for too long and not enough to leave the marks he had before. Moving down my chest and slowly down my torso, he planted one right below my belly button, still not rushing.

Wanting to continue this slow, sensitive trend, I pulled him back up so that we were face-to-face. I arched my back slightly, just enough for him to swiftly remove my bra. He planted kisses where the material had once been and I reached down to help remove his underwear, while he helped to remove mine.

Once we were both bare, I scooted back onto the bed, lying flat in the middle, still holding eye contact with Dougie. In a quick movement, Dougie had put a condom on and leaned in for one deep, passionate kiss, softly caressing my cheek. I was so turned on, but not in a conscious, overwhelming way. Not enough to distract me from each touch in a search for immediate pleasure.

Dougie slowly entered me, our bodies meeting and our lips never separating. Our movements were perfectly in sync, and I could feel my muscles tense as I neared the end. Dougie tensed too, and I moved my head back as I melted under Dougie's touch. I could feel his warm breath on my neck as he rested his head in the crook of my neck.

Dougie and I had had sex a few times, since that fateful night post-road trip. And all of those times had been great, even if they weren't perfect. But this was different. Dougie intently focused on each inch of my body, tenderly layering kisses and caressing me. I reveled in the taste of his skin and the feel of him, my entire body filled with electricity. Yes, it felt amazing, but in ways different than usual.

As we lay side-by-side, Dougie holding me close to his chest as we hid under the blanket, I felt myself relax in the silence. I looked up at Dougie, who had a sleepy smile on his face.

"I love you", he whispered as we looked into eachothers' eyes.

"I love you", I replied, planting a soft kiss on his chest.

I could hear Dougie's breathing even out as he fell asleep, myself following shortly after.
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Over the month-long break from school, Dougie and I had spoken everyday, whether it be through text, calls, or FaceTime. I had wanted to head to Boston at some point to see him, but between visiting family and other work and plans, I hadn't had a spare moment. Dougie had gone home, too, for the holidays and so that didn't ease the stressful situation, either.

So, as I sat on the bus back to Boston, my suitcase stowed below me, I anxiously buzzed in anticipation of wrapping my arms around my man very, very soon. We had been texting the whole ride about our plans once I arrived. Dougie insisted on picking me up, which was a big deal sense he usually did his best to avoid the public eye. I had told him that wasn't necessary, but didn't spend too much time convincing him not to because I couldn't deny that I wanted to see him as soon as possible.

As the bus pulled into South Station, I peered out the window in search of Dougie. Once the bus stopped and I collected my bag from the storage compartment, I rolled into the terminal and looked around for a familiar face. As I walked down the massive station, I spotted who I was looking for. He was standing, flowers in hand, holding a sign with my name on it and waving at me. I dragged my bag and ran the fifteen feet or so to him, jumping into his arms and holding on as tightly as possible. As he held me, I could hear a few "aww's" and heard Dougie's name among the murmurs, probably as people realized who he was.

Finally letting me down, Dougie leaned in to kiss me and I could feel his lips pull into a smile.

"I missed you so, so much."

"I missed you, too. I am so, so happy to be back."

Dougie grabbed my bag as I held my sign and flowers, and we walked out to the waiting cab. After loading my stuff in, we sat in the back seat, my head resting on Dougie's shoulder, or as close to his shoulder as possible because of his height.

"A month apart was way too long."

"I agree. Let's never do that again."

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