FICATHON: alo/mini
title : i'd give my whole life just to see it
pairing/fandom : mini/alo, past one-sided mini/franky and mini/nick, minor hints of alo/nick, alo/everyone friendship
rating : R - drinking, drugs, very little sex, a lot of swearing
word count : 5304
summary : Alo finally gets to have sex with Mini! There's only one issue - he's not great at it. Time to rely on friends to help him out.
a/n : For the Skins Ficathon! Prompt was by backto505. This was the prompt: Mini being bisexual and Alo falling for Mini but struggling with not knowing if he could give her enough sexually.
Title from Pulp's "Underwear".
Alo was freaking out.
Really freaking out.
“Um, Alo?” Mini said softly from below him. Alo’s eyes snapped to his girlfriend’s face. “Not to pressure you or anything, but you can move.”
“Move where?” Alo asked, genuinely puzzled.
Mini’s face shifted to mild amusement. “You can move inside of me.”
“Oh yeah, right,” Alo said, a flush spreading across his face.
Okay, he could do this. After all, wasn’t sex with a fit girl the ultimate dream? And they don’t get much fitter than Mini.
He also loved her, which was an added bonus in his opinion.
All he had to do was start moving.
One.
A sense of relief swelled up inside him. One whole thrust and he hadn’t ejaculated yet! A smashing success.
Two.
She let out a tiny moan! Alo was clearly a natural at this whole sex thing. It was already going better than that time Nick lost his virginity.
But that was a story for another day.
Three.
The panic returned. A familiar warmth started spreading throughout his body. He quickly tried to conjure up an image of Kevin doing naked yoga.
Four.
… Fuck.
Alo collapsed on top of Mini before quickly rolling off her and onto his back. The two laid in silence for a few moments before he felt Mini press a kiss at the corner of his eye.
“And now you, Alo Creevey, are no longer a virgin,” she said happily, smiling down at him.
“Yeah, not anymore,” Alo said, trying to push down his feelings of embarrassment. Mini looked at him oddly before moving back down the bed to curl next to him, her arm winding around his stomach.
Alo peered down at her. Her long blonde hair was thrown over his arm. She had a death grip on his stomach and her face was buried in his chest.
He had no idea how he managed to have a person like Mini fall in love with him, but he had to find a way to keep her interested.
He had to get better at sex.
Really fast.
-
“Why are we drinking chai lattes, Alo?” Rich asked from his usual seat in the van. “And why did you have to buy them at Starbucks? You know I hate that place. It’s just so full of -”
“Poser wankers who pretend to work on screenplays when they’re actually just reading celebrity gossip on their consumerist iPads, I know.” Alo paused and took a sip from his latte. “Make a cracking drink, though.”
Rich narrowed his eyes. “We never drink chai lattes, Alo. I don’t understand.”
Alo shrugged. “Whenever Mini has one of the girls over for an advice chat, they always drink Starbucks. It’s a thing.” Alo looked down at his paper cup and awkwardly started to pick at the cardboard sleeve.
“When you and Grace have sex, do you ever have any problems… being good at it?” Alo asked slowly.
He glanced up at Rich. Rich cocked an eyebrow at him and the two sat in silence for a moment before Rich began to speak.
“Everyone’s bad at it at first, mate. I think I was okay,” he added quickly. “But there’s a learning curve. Just get yourself the right soundtrack and focus on that while you do… it. Is there a song that you think is particularly sexy?”
“Closer by Nine Inch Nails is always a classic,” Alo said, masking his smirk by taking a sip of his chai latte.
“Just… fuck you, Alo.”
-
Alo heard Mini let out a huff from her position under his covers on his bed.
“Alo, why don’t you come to bed?” She asked in a sultry tone. Alo panicked.
He couldn’t think of a sexy song. His thumb swirled around the ring of his iPod as he desperately searched for the perfect track.
Maybe it was easier for Rich. After all, it was safe to say that Grace and Mini were very different people. Rich was lucky to have a girlfriend that would likely let him listen to heavy metal when they had sex.
Mini was different, though.
Alo knew about her issues with Nick and fear of intimacy. They waited for two months before finally having sex. Despite his obsession with sex, Alo was more than happy to wait. He probably would have waited forever to have sex with her.
He thought (with admitted bias) that Mini had to be the best girlfriend ever. She was funny and spunky, her wicked sense of humour often had him rolling with laughter.
She was beautiful, sure, but her new found loyalty to her friends was inspiring. Even with the complicated history she shared with Franky and Liv, Mini was able to overcome the discomfort and help both with their various problems.
Alo quickly pressed the random button and walked over to his bed. He pressed a kiss to her mouth and positioned himself between her legs as he waited for the song to play. He suppressed a groan as the opening chords began.
I just died in your arms tonight… must have been something you said.
Mini pushed him back slightly. “Farm Boy, what the fuck is with this music?” She asked breathlessly.
Alo buried his head in her shoulder for a moment before answering. “I, um… pressed the wrong button.”
He could feel Mini’s body start to shake with laughter as the one-hit wonder continued blasting out of his speakers. Alo pretended to join in, but his mortification was too strong to see the situation as anything more than another disaster.
Mini’s laughter carried on. Alo manoeuvred so he could lay down next to her. Mini turned her head towards him and smiled brightly. Alo merely cocked an eyebrow and reached over to his bedside table to grab a spliff.
Cutting Crew was a real mood killer.
-
“Nah, mate, you’re forgetting the most important step before you shag!” Nick said triumphantly before taking a long drag of the spliff they were sharing.
If it was elementary school, Alo would call Nick his “second best friend”. In secondary, he was just Nick. In a few years, he’ll be “the best mate I ever had”, but that hasn’t happened yet.
The two were squished together, leaning against the headboard of Nick’s small single bed.
Alo thought that Nick would have better advice. Despite Mini drunkenly telling him that Nick was awful at sex, he must have known the basics, right?
He had definitely had more sex that Alo and Alo knew he could trust Nick not to judge. It just wasn’t Nick’s style.
“And what step is that?” Alo asked as he took his turn with the spliff.
“Wanking.” Nick opened his arms as if he brought back information of the new world. “Just wanking.”
Alo cocked an eyebrow. “I thought I was having sex to bypass wanking.”
Nick patted Alo lightly on the knee. “That’s what they want you to think. And by they, I mean girls.” Nick paused for effect. “You’re getting overheated and panicked! A good wank will slow things down and you’ll be able to go all night, baby!” Nick started awkwardly thrusting in the air, causing the bed to shake slightly.
Nick stopped thrusting and rolled his head over to look at Alo. “But you need to get good at sex fast, mate.” Nick grabbed the spliff and inhaled. “After all, Mini’s all bisexual now.”
Alo shrugged. “I don’t care about that.”
Nick shook his head, as if he was Alo’s mother. “Well, you should, mate. I mean, who wouldn’t rather fuck a girl? Rider said that bi girls are the hardest to please and they’ll pretty much always leave you for a girl. Mini did it to me with Franky.”
Alo rolled his eyes. “I’m pretty sure that she left you because you shagged Liv, her best friend.”
Nick scoffed. “And because she liked girls.”
“Whatever, Nick,” Alo sighed.
Nick smirked. “I’m always right. You’ll see.”
-
Freshly wanked, Alo strolled up to Mini’s house.
Despite Nick’s promise, Alo was far from relaxed.
Sure, he wasn’t particularly nervous to have sex with Mini this time. All he felt was the crippling fear of abandonment and a broken heart.
Ever since his talk with Nick, Alo couldn’t get the image of Mini leaving him for another girl out of his mind. He felt like an idiot when these thoughts arose, but it couldn’t be helped. Logically, he knew that Mini wasn’t that type of person. After the way Nick played with her emotions, Alo knew she could never pass along the same pain.
This still couldn’t quell his fear.
When Mini opened the door, she greeted him with a kiss and grabbed his hand to drag him through the house.
He remembered the first time he was invited into her house. It was after what would be known as their first date. They sat close together on the couch, arms touching, and watched shitty reality shows.
Alo couldn’t pinpoint when he and Mini started dancing around their friendship. They were platonic friends through the whole summer before their last year. Mini would go to Alo for advice on what to do about her crush on Franky and her fears about her sexuality.
Alo would listen patiently. After all, being a friend was what he did best.
By the end of the summer, Mini’s crush waned. It wasn’t long before that crush grew to a true platonic love. She still considered Franky to be her best friend, rightly or wrongly.
She even came to terms with her sexuality. Alo still couldn’t help but smile when he thought back to the day she showed up on his farm and declared herself to be bisexual in front of his mother.
By the time college rolled around again, Alo felt his relationship with Mini shift. They started to sit too close together to strictly be platonic. They downed shots and danced for hours. Mini would wrap her arm around his when they walked through the streets.
Their relationship continued to morph until it all became too much. It was on her couch, between repeats of Jeremy Kyle that he leaned over and kissed her.
It wasn’t great.
He was beyond nervous. He had legitimate and real feelings for her.
Though he would laugh off the suggestion, Alo was the type of person that longed to be in a relationship. He knew that he could be a fuck up, but he also knew that he would have a lot to offer a girlfriend.
When Mini started to kiss him back, he thought his heart was going to burst. He never thought he would be that lucky.
They bypassed any conversation about their new relationship status that night, but when Mini came up and took his hand in front of everyone that Monday, Alo could barely keep the smile off of his face.
Shaking his head, Alo brought himself back to the present. Mini pushed him down to sit on her bed and leaned down to kiss him.
He felt ready this time. He would rock her world.
Alo pulled Mini closer so she could straddle his lap. Her knees were on either side of him and her hands were pulling through his hair.
He was almost ready.
Almost.
Except for one very necessary aspect.
He was not erect.
Alo lifted Mini so he could lay her on the bed. They continued kissing, Mini laying on top of him.
He was going to kill Nick.
What a stupid idea! It had only been about ten minutes since he wanked off in the back of his van. There was no way he was ready to have sex yet! He needed more time.
He felt Mini’s hand start to drift lower, towards his belt. Freaking out, he knew he only had one option.
Lie through his teeth.
Alo pushed Mini off him lightly and grimiced, holding his palms over his eyes.
“Farm Boy?” Mini said, concerned. She bit her lip and looked down at him. “What’s wrong, Alo?”
“I don’t know,” Alo lied. “I just suddenly got a massive fucking migraine.” Alo rolled on his side, facing her, and curled his knees up. He closed his eyes tightly, pretending that the sunlight drifting through the curtains was hurting him more.
Mini made a sympathetic noise and combed her fingers through his hair. “I’ll go get you some water,” she said kindly before dropping a kiss on his head and walking out of her room.
Yep. He was definitely going to kill Nick.
-
Alo wasn’t necessarily Matty’s biggest fan.
He was a nice enough bloke to him and a good brother to Nick, but there was still something off to Alo. Maybe it was the way he played Liv and Franky. Maybe it was the drug dependency or the constant staring. Alo just couldn’t put his finger on what was wrong.
Still, it couldn’t be denied that Matty had a lot of game.
The added bonus of being bisexual as well may ease some of the fears that Nick planted in Alo’s mind.
“I’m glad you came to me, Alo,” Matty said as he led Alo to his bedroom.
“Yeah, well, I just thought you could help me out.” Alo said with a shrug as he sat at the edge of Matty’s bed. “Nick just freaked me out and I don’t really want to ask Mini….”
“Well, I’m cool with helping you,” Matty said, sitting next to Alo on the bed. “But Mini and I are very different people. We may both fancy men and women, but I think everyone knows that I’m not much of a commitment person.”
Alo scoffed. “Bit of an understatement there, mate.”
Matty continued on. “Mini’s different. She has these idealist visions of love and relationships. She’s the type of person that is with you, understand? Look at when she was with Nick. Or fancied Franky. She even adapts parts of their personalities.”
“She does not.” Alo snapped.
“She doesn’t do it as much with you, but I’ve noticed she’s much more laid back. She’s not scared of you hurting her because you’re Alo and you’ve never hurt anyone.”
Alo lapsed into silence.
“Anyway, when I first started having sex, I was pretty stressed out about the whole thing. I just smoked some weed and was fine.” Matty slapped Alo lightly on the shoulder. “Now you should probably leave before Franky gets here, if you catch my drift.”
-
Alo quickly packed another bowl.
He couldn’t remember how much weed he had smoked.
He actually couldn’t remember much past one minute ago.
All he knew was that Mini was coming over and it was time to try out Matty’s advice.
Alo sparked the bowl and began breathing in. The beautiful sound of bubbling water began as smoke filled the chamber. He inhaled faster, sucking the smoke into his lungs.
He exhaled and put the bong on his bedside table. Maybe Matty was right. He was far more relaxed. Mini was in for a treat.
He put his hands behind his head and laid back on the bed. Mini would be walking into his room any moment and he would finally be able to shag her the way she deserves.
He heard a quick rap at the door. “Hi, babes!” Mini said cheerfully as she walked into the room. Alo could barely open his eyes. He peered at her through one partially opened eye. She was smirking at him as she walked up to his bed. She quickly kicked off her shoes and crawled up his body.
“Did you get bored waiting for me?” She asked slyly, hovering above him.
Alo shook his head, letting out a small giggle. He forced his eyes open to look up at her. Her golden hair created a sweet smelling curtain around his head, blocking out the offending sun streaming through the window. Said sun did peak through parts of her hair, making sparkle.
A part of Alo felt like his weed had been laced with PCP. She was almost too beautiful to be real; like a weird angel fairy that sprouted from a lavender field. The fact that she wanted to be with him, despite his fuck ups, made it even harder to believe.
She was smiling down at him and lowered herself slightly until her lips were almost brushing his. “What do you want to do now?” She asked.
Alo’s eyes drifted shut again. He was so tired, all he wanted to do was sleep.
Well, maybe eat first.
Or sleep while someone was making him something to eat.
He mustered every ounce of strength in his body and pushed himself up to meet her lips. He could feel a distinct haze of sleep overtake him as her hands drifted down to his zipper. It wasn’t long before the darkness took over.
“Alo!” The darkness broke and he launched forward, almost colliding with Mini. She was still straddling his lap, her previously happy expression had changed, morphing into a combination of anger and hurt. “You fell asleep!”
Alo felt shame well up in him. It was stupid of him to smoke as much weed as he did.
Mini made a move to get off of his lap, but Alo grabbed her arm. “I am so, so sorry, Mins! It wasn’t you, I just -”
“You have to get high just to hang around me?” She asked, her voice cracking slightly.
“No, of course not!” Alo paused, struggling to explain. “I just… I just over did it.”
He couldn’t bring himself to tell her the truth. Perhaps it would be better in the long run, but he already felt pathetic enough.
“It isn’t you at all. God, if you only knew.” Alo smiled up at her in a vain attempt to break the tension. “I mean, if you only knew how hard it is for me to be around you sometimes in public. You’re just so fucking… amazing.”
“You want to shag me in public?” Mini asked, cocking an eyebrow. She clearly wasn’t impressed.
Alo shook his head. “No, I want to… worship you. I want to be with you. I don’t just want to shag you all the time.” Alo paused for effect. “Though I wouldn’t complain about that either.”
Mini looked away for a moment before wrapping her arms around Alo’s neck. “Apology accepted, Farm Boy,” she said airily before leaning in to kiss him. “And I suppose we can have a nap now. This time.”
The couple shifted around, removing layers of clothing as they settled under his covers. Mini turned around in Alo’s arms and pecked him lightly on the nose.
“Don’t fuck up again.”
-
Of all the girls (excluding Mini, of course) in their motley crew, Alo knew he could always count on Liv.
After all, the two had a lot in common. Since breaking up with Matty, Liv had also been making real strides to being a helpful friend.
She would definitely have better advice than Nick or Rich.
“Oh, is this about your sex fears?” Liv said suddenly, lounging on Alo’s bed. She was absent-mindedly flipping through an issue of High Times as Alo weighed her weed.
Alo froze, dropping the marijuana on the scale. “How do you know about that?”
Liv scoffed and threw the magazine aside. “Mini’s worried about you, mate,” she said sitting up. “She thinks you think you’re bad at it.”
Alo rolled his chair over to his bed. “I am bad at it, Olivia. I don’t know what to do.”
Liv shrugged. “Everyone’s bad at it at first, Alo. God, I could tell you so many stories. You just need to relax!”
“I tried that and I fell asleep.”
Liv let out a short laugh. “That’s because you were too stoned. Just have a few beers and loosen up! I gave Mini the same advice.” Liv launched herself off the bed and wandered over to Alo’s dealing area. She gathered her measured weed and threw some money on his desk.
Alo spun around to face her. “Why would Mini need advice?”
Liv rolled her eyes. “Don’t be so self-absorbed, Alo. It’s not like you,” Liv stated firmly before spinning on her heel and heading out the door.
-
Of all the awful advice Alo had been given in the last few days, Liv’s had to be the worst.
It seemed like Mini took her advice a little too close to heart and drank far beyond her tolerance at the Levan’s latest house party. Mixing gin, spiced rum and fruity coolers was a dangerous mistake.
“I’m so sorry, Alo,” she moaned as Alo held her hair back. The duo were holed up in Mini’s bathroom. Alo was lightly rubbing her back as she heaved into the toilet.
Alo laughed slightly, passing her a glass of water. “It’s not an issue, love.” He watched as Mini sipped down the water. “But you shouldn’t drink when you don’t eat as much as you should.”
Mini’s eating habits were improving slowly, but she was still far from eating as much as she needed.
Mini shook her head. “I just want to look perfect,” she said with a strangled sob.
Alo sighed, dragging Mini over to him so she could rest her head on his chest. “You are perfect, Mins.” Alo pulled her forward and pressed a kiss against her temple. “You’ll see it one day. If not, I’ll just tell you until you believe me.”
Mini’s head collapsed against his chest and he could feel her shake it in the negative. He ran his fingers through her hair. She may not believe him, but he knew how lucky they all were to have Mini around.
Yes, she could be rude. She could be a bitch. She could push every wrong button. Still, she made their group complete.
“I’m sorry, Alo,” she repeated.
Alo sighed. “Don’t worry, love. Are you done throwing up?” He could feel her nod.
Alo awkwardly hoisted her to her feet and flushed the toilet before leading her to her bedroom. He began stripping her clothes off of her and pulled her fancy night gown over her head.
Alo pulled his own shirt over his head and laid down next to her. Mini turned to face him. Her eyeliner was smudged and tear tracks wiped away parts of her foundation.
“I really, really love you, Alo,” she said softly. One of her hands swept lightly over his hair. “Like, really, really, really love you.”
Alo couldn’t help but smile, despite her intoxicated state. It was nice to hear, after all.
“I really, really, really fucking love you too, Minerva.” Alo planted a kiss on the top of her head and held her close to his chest. It wasn’t long before sleep claimed both of them.
-
Alo hated that he was jealous of Franky.
After all, she didn’t deserve that. It wasn’t her fault that Mini developed a crush on her. Franky never even liked her back.
To Alo, that automatically meant Franky wasn’t as smart as she thought she was.
She couldn’t even pick the best Levan brother.
Still, she had asserted herself as the wise owl of their group, so maybe she could actually give him advice that works?
Although he was fairly sure that she had even less sexual experience than he did.
Actually, probably not.
Alo let out a huge breath as he knocked lightly on the door.
It wasn’t long before Franky’s head peaked through a crack. “Alo!” She said happily, swinging the door open more. Alo walked inside and looked around the foyer awkwardly.
This was probably going to be harder than he thought.
Franky led him to the living room and sat next to him on the couch. “What’s up?” She asked, turning her body towards him.
Alo sighed and scratched the back of his head. “It’s Mini,” he said finally.
“Oh,” said Franky. “I thought you two were doing well.”
“We are,” Alo said defensively. “We are doing well. Most things are awesome. She’s a perfect girlfriend,” Alo levelled a look at Franky.
Franky shrugged it off. “Then why do you want to talk about her?”
Alo groaned. “It’s just… sex.” He said simply.
Franky nodded sagely. “Oh. Alo, I can’t really help you with that. I’m sure you know as much as I do.”
Alo sighed.
“But,” Franky continued. “Matty told me you went to him for advice. He didn’t say what the topic was, but he said you needed to talk to someone. Liv told me the same.” She paused for a moment. “Alo, Mini needs to be the one you’re talking to.”
Alo shook his head. “I can’t talk to her about this! She’ll know I’m useless rather than just think it.”
“Mini loves you,” said Franky. “She really, really loves you. And you know Mini. You know that love isn’t something she takes lightly. You’re the only person to really love her back and she knows that. Nick didn’t love her. I didn’t fancy her in the way she fancied me. It’s just you. She needs you. You need to trust her not to hurt you.”
Alo remained silent. There was nothing more to say.
-
Alo couldn’t help but be annoyed by the way Mini’s mother’s new boyfriend led him down the hall towards Mini’s bedroom. After all, Alo had been around for much longer than this new stranger.
Alo was rarely thrilled with Ms. McGuinness’s taste in men, however.
“Thanks, mate,” Alo muttered before knocking on Mini’s bedroom door.
It didn’t take long for Mini’s head to peak out of a small opening. She smiled brightly at Alo before levelling a hard gaze at the boyfriend. Without saying a word, Mini reached out to grab Alo’s arm and pull him in. She quickly shut the door behind them.
“Ugh, I cannot stand my mum’s new boytoy,” Mini groaned. She looked up at Alo and brightened considerably. “I’m glad you’re here, though,” she said before moving in to kiss him.
Alo kissed her back for a moment before pushing back. He gave her a weak smile and moved to sit on her bed.
A dark look travelled across her face. “What’s wrong, Alo?” She asked, panic clear in her voice.
“Why don’t you sit down?” Alo asked, patting the spot beside him.
Mini’s stricken look became more pronounced. “Are you breaking up with me?” She asked, an octave higher than her natural voice.
Alo frowned. “What? Of course not.” Alo reached forward and grabbed Mini’s hand, pulling her towards the bed. “I just want to talk to you.”
Mini sat down beside him and the two lapsed into silence. Alo used the time to glance around Mini’s room.
He was always weirdly flattered at how many photos of him were lying around. One of Mini’s favourite things to do was create collages. She had one of him and several of their friends based on their various adventures: the play, his party, the wedding. There was not a single photo of her family, unsurprisingly.
Alo cleared his throat and his eyes drifted towards his feet. “I’m… really sorry, Mins,” he said softly.
He glanced over at Mini. Her brows were furrowed as she stared at her hands, which were resting on her lap. After a moment, she turned to look at Alo.
“I have no idea what you mean, Farm Boy,” she said bluntly, shrugging her shoulders.
Alo let out a heavy sigh. “I’m sorry I’ve been acting weird. I’m just… not good at this whole thing, okay?”
Mini shook her head quickly. “No, Alo, you’re an amazing boyfriend!” She said reassuringly. “I mean, you have been a little weird lately, but -”
“And I want you to know why!” Alo interrupted. He shifted so his body was facing her. “I- you… deserve better than what I can give you.” Mini looked ready to explode at him, so Alo clarified. “Sex-wise.”
Mini’s expression shifted to shock. “What the fuck are you talking about, Farm Boy?”
Alo groaned in frustration and stood up. “I’m really fucking bad at sex!” He started pacing the room. “I’ve tried everything! Every piece of advice anyone has given me has back fired. Rich said play music, so I tried but I couldn’t find a song that was good enough for you and fucking ‘I Just Died in Your Arms Tonight’ plays! Nick said to wank off first so I last longer, but then I couldn’t get an erection even though I was going to have sex with you!
“And he started talking about how you’d leave me for a woman if I was shit at sex and I am, so you may as well go full lesbian now!”
Alo turned to her. “And don’t look at me like that! I know it doesn’t work that way.
“Matty told me to smoke up, but then I fell asleep! Liv said to drink and that she told you to drink, but then you only got massively wasted.
“Franky said to talk to you so that’s what I’m doing now and I’m pretty sure this is the worst advice yet.”
Alo stopped pacing and looked at Mini.
She didn’t seem particularly angry, merely confused. The two remained silent until Alo couldn’t stand it anymore.
“I’d understand if you want to break up,” he said softly, looking away from her. His eyes focused on the photo of them on her bedside table.
Well, fuck it, at least he’d have the memories.
Mini let out a noise of frustration. “Sit the fuck down, Aloyisus Creevey,” she said firmly before standing up. Alo obeyed, knowing better than to disobey.
“Do you know how many times we’ve had sex, Alo?” She didn’t wait for him to answer. “Once. We’ve had sex once. It was your first time as well! I didn’t expect you to be a fucking rock star at it!
“You weren’t as bad as you think you were. Alo, my first time was awful. It wasn’t because Nick was necessarily bad at sex, it was because I didn’t want to do it with him. I wasn’t ready. I didn’t trust him not to hurt me. In the end, he did.
“I trust you, though. I wanted to have sex with you. I want to have sex with you. I love you, you fucking wanker! I know that you’d never hurt me on purpose because you’re Alo. You’d never hurt anyone on purpose.”
Mini sighed and looked down at Alo. “Sex is just practice,” she shrugged. “I’m sure I’m not all that great at it either.”
Mini paused and looked off in thought for a moment. “And Nick is an idiot if he thinks I’m going to leave you for a woman. Or a man, for that matter. He’s just trying to put some of the blame for our break up on me because he’s a total bastard.”
Alo felt like the biggest idiot on the planet at that moment. “I’m so sorry, Mins. I’m-”
“A total wanker? Yes you are.” She smiled at him. “I don’t mind, though.”
“So what do we do now?” Alo asked, scratching the back of his neck.
Mini’s smile quickly shifted into a smirk.
“We could practice.”
-
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pairing/fandom : mini/alo, past one-sided mini/franky and mini/nick, minor hints of alo/nick, alo/everyone friendship
rating : R - drinking, drugs, very little sex, a lot of swearing
word count : 5304
summary : Alo finally gets to have sex with Mini! There's only one issue - he's not great at it. Time to rely on friends to help him out.
a/n : For the Skins Ficathon! Prompt was by backto505. This was the prompt: Mini being bisexual and Alo falling for Mini but struggling with not knowing if he could give her enough sexually.
Title from Pulp's "Underwear".
Alo was freaking out.
Really freaking out.
“Um, Alo?” Mini said softly from below him. Alo’s eyes snapped to his girlfriend’s face. “Not to pressure you or anything, but you can move.”
“Move where?” Alo asked, genuinely puzzled.
Mini’s face shifted to mild amusement. “You can move inside of me.”
“Oh yeah, right,” Alo said, a flush spreading across his face.
Okay, he could do this. After all, wasn’t sex with a fit girl the ultimate dream? And they don’t get much fitter than Mini.
He also loved her, which was an added bonus in his opinion.
All he had to do was start moving.
One.
A sense of relief swelled up inside him. One whole thrust and he hadn’t ejaculated yet! A smashing success.
Two.
She let out a tiny moan! Alo was clearly a natural at this whole sex thing. It was already going better than that time Nick lost his virginity.
But that was a story for another day.
Three.
The panic returned. A familiar warmth started spreading throughout his body. He quickly tried to conjure up an image of Kevin doing naked yoga.
Four.
… Fuck.
Alo collapsed on top of Mini before quickly rolling off her and onto his back. The two laid in silence for a few moments before he felt Mini press a kiss at the corner of his eye.
“And now you, Alo Creevey, are no longer a virgin,” she said happily, smiling down at him.
“Yeah, not anymore,” Alo said, trying to push down his feelings of embarrassment. Mini looked at him oddly before moving back down the bed to curl next to him, her arm winding around his stomach.
Alo peered down at her. Her long blonde hair was thrown over his arm. She had a death grip on his stomach and her face was buried in his chest.
He had no idea how he managed to have a person like Mini fall in love with him, but he had to find a way to keep her interested.
He had to get better at sex.
Really fast.
-
“Why are we drinking chai lattes, Alo?” Rich asked from his usual seat in the van. “And why did you have to buy them at Starbucks? You know I hate that place. It’s just so full of -”
“Poser wankers who pretend to work on screenplays when they’re actually just reading celebrity gossip on their consumerist iPads, I know.” Alo paused and took a sip from his latte. “Make a cracking drink, though.”
Rich narrowed his eyes. “We never drink chai lattes, Alo. I don’t understand.”
Alo shrugged. “Whenever Mini has one of the girls over for an advice chat, they always drink Starbucks. It’s a thing.” Alo looked down at his paper cup and awkwardly started to pick at the cardboard sleeve.
“When you and Grace have sex, do you ever have any problems… being good at it?” Alo asked slowly.
He glanced up at Rich. Rich cocked an eyebrow at him and the two sat in silence for a moment before Rich began to speak.
“Everyone’s bad at it at first, mate. I think I was okay,” he added quickly. “But there’s a learning curve. Just get yourself the right soundtrack and focus on that while you do… it. Is there a song that you think is particularly sexy?”
“Closer by Nine Inch Nails is always a classic,” Alo said, masking his smirk by taking a sip of his chai latte.
“Just… fuck you, Alo.”
-
Alo heard Mini let out a huff from her position under his covers on his bed.
“Alo, why don’t you come to bed?” She asked in a sultry tone. Alo panicked.
He couldn’t think of a sexy song. His thumb swirled around the ring of his iPod as he desperately searched for the perfect track.
Maybe it was easier for Rich. After all, it was safe to say that Grace and Mini were very different people. Rich was lucky to have a girlfriend that would likely let him listen to heavy metal when they had sex.
Mini was different, though.
Alo knew about her issues with Nick and fear of intimacy. They waited for two months before finally having sex. Despite his obsession with sex, Alo was more than happy to wait. He probably would have waited forever to have sex with her.
He thought (with admitted bias) that Mini had to be the best girlfriend ever. She was funny and spunky, her wicked sense of humour often had him rolling with laughter.
She was beautiful, sure, but her new found loyalty to her friends was inspiring. Even with the complicated history she shared with Franky and Liv, Mini was able to overcome the discomfort and help both with their various problems.
Alo quickly pressed the random button and walked over to his bed. He pressed a kiss to her mouth and positioned himself between her legs as he waited for the song to play. He suppressed a groan as the opening chords began.
I just died in your arms tonight… must have been something you said.
Mini pushed him back slightly. “Farm Boy, what the fuck is with this music?” She asked breathlessly.
Alo buried his head in her shoulder for a moment before answering. “I, um… pressed the wrong button.”
He could feel Mini’s body start to shake with laughter as the one-hit wonder continued blasting out of his speakers. Alo pretended to join in, but his mortification was too strong to see the situation as anything more than another disaster.
Mini’s laughter carried on. Alo manoeuvred so he could lay down next to her. Mini turned her head towards him and smiled brightly. Alo merely cocked an eyebrow and reached over to his bedside table to grab a spliff.
Cutting Crew was a real mood killer.
-
“Nah, mate, you’re forgetting the most important step before you shag!” Nick said triumphantly before taking a long drag of the spliff they were sharing.
If it was elementary school, Alo would call Nick his “second best friend”. In secondary, he was just Nick. In a few years, he’ll be “the best mate I ever had”, but that hasn’t happened yet.
The two were squished together, leaning against the headboard of Nick’s small single bed.
Alo thought that Nick would have better advice. Despite Mini drunkenly telling him that Nick was awful at sex, he must have known the basics, right?
He had definitely had more sex that Alo and Alo knew he could trust Nick not to judge. It just wasn’t Nick’s style.
“And what step is that?” Alo asked as he took his turn with the spliff.
“Wanking.” Nick opened his arms as if he brought back information of the new world. “Just wanking.”
Alo cocked an eyebrow. “I thought I was having sex to bypass wanking.”
Nick patted Alo lightly on the knee. “That’s what they want you to think. And by they, I mean girls.” Nick paused for effect. “You’re getting overheated and panicked! A good wank will slow things down and you’ll be able to go all night, baby!” Nick started awkwardly thrusting in the air, causing the bed to shake slightly.
Nick stopped thrusting and rolled his head over to look at Alo. “But you need to get good at sex fast, mate.” Nick grabbed the spliff and inhaled. “After all, Mini’s all bisexual now.”
Alo shrugged. “I don’t care about that.”
Nick shook his head, as if he was Alo’s mother. “Well, you should, mate. I mean, who wouldn’t rather fuck a girl? Rider said that bi girls are the hardest to please and they’ll pretty much always leave you for a girl. Mini did it to me with Franky.”
Alo rolled his eyes. “I’m pretty sure that she left you because you shagged Liv, her best friend.”
Nick scoffed. “And because she liked girls.”
“Whatever, Nick,” Alo sighed.
Nick smirked. “I’m always right. You’ll see.”
-
Freshly wanked, Alo strolled up to Mini’s house.
Despite Nick’s promise, Alo was far from relaxed.
Sure, he wasn’t particularly nervous to have sex with Mini this time. All he felt was the crippling fear of abandonment and a broken heart.
Ever since his talk with Nick, Alo couldn’t get the image of Mini leaving him for another girl out of his mind. He felt like an idiot when these thoughts arose, but it couldn’t be helped. Logically, he knew that Mini wasn’t that type of person. After the way Nick played with her emotions, Alo knew she could never pass along the same pain.
This still couldn’t quell his fear.
When Mini opened the door, she greeted him with a kiss and grabbed his hand to drag him through the house.
He remembered the first time he was invited into her house. It was after what would be known as their first date. They sat close together on the couch, arms touching, and watched shitty reality shows.
Alo couldn’t pinpoint when he and Mini started dancing around their friendship. They were platonic friends through the whole summer before their last year. Mini would go to Alo for advice on what to do about her crush on Franky and her fears about her sexuality.
Alo would listen patiently. After all, being a friend was what he did best.
By the end of the summer, Mini’s crush waned. It wasn’t long before that crush grew to a true platonic love. She still considered Franky to be her best friend, rightly or wrongly.
She even came to terms with her sexuality. Alo still couldn’t help but smile when he thought back to the day she showed up on his farm and declared herself to be bisexual in front of his mother.
By the time college rolled around again, Alo felt his relationship with Mini shift. They started to sit too close together to strictly be platonic. They downed shots and danced for hours. Mini would wrap her arm around his when they walked through the streets.
Their relationship continued to morph until it all became too much. It was on her couch, between repeats of Jeremy Kyle that he leaned over and kissed her.
It wasn’t great.
He was beyond nervous. He had legitimate and real feelings for her.
Though he would laugh off the suggestion, Alo was the type of person that longed to be in a relationship. He knew that he could be a fuck up, but he also knew that he would have a lot to offer a girlfriend.
When Mini started to kiss him back, he thought his heart was going to burst. He never thought he would be that lucky.
They bypassed any conversation about their new relationship status that night, but when Mini came up and took his hand in front of everyone that Monday, Alo could barely keep the smile off of his face.
Shaking his head, Alo brought himself back to the present. Mini pushed him down to sit on her bed and leaned down to kiss him.
He felt ready this time. He would rock her world.
Alo pulled Mini closer so she could straddle his lap. Her knees were on either side of him and her hands were pulling through his hair.
He was almost ready.
Almost.
Except for one very necessary aspect.
He was not erect.
Alo lifted Mini so he could lay her on the bed. They continued kissing, Mini laying on top of him.
He was going to kill Nick.
What a stupid idea! It had only been about ten minutes since he wanked off in the back of his van. There was no way he was ready to have sex yet! He needed more time.
He felt Mini’s hand start to drift lower, towards his belt. Freaking out, he knew he only had one option.
Lie through his teeth.
Alo pushed Mini off him lightly and grimiced, holding his palms over his eyes.
“Farm Boy?” Mini said, concerned. She bit her lip and looked down at him. “What’s wrong, Alo?”
“I don’t know,” Alo lied. “I just suddenly got a massive fucking migraine.” Alo rolled on his side, facing her, and curled his knees up. He closed his eyes tightly, pretending that the sunlight drifting through the curtains was hurting him more.
Mini made a sympathetic noise and combed her fingers through his hair. “I’ll go get you some water,” she said kindly before dropping a kiss on his head and walking out of her room.
Yep. He was definitely going to kill Nick.
-
Alo wasn’t necessarily Matty’s biggest fan.
He was a nice enough bloke to him and a good brother to Nick, but there was still something off to Alo. Maybe it was the way he played Liv and Franky. Maybe it was the drug dependency or the constant staring. Alo just couldn’t put his finger on what was wrong.
Still, it couldn’t be denied that Matty had a lot of game.
The added bonus of being bisexual as well may ease some of the fears that Nick planted in Alo’s mind.
“I’m glad you came to me, Alo,” Matty said as he led Alo to his bedroom.
“Yeah, well, I just thought you could help me out.” Alo said with a shrug as he sat at the edge of Matty’s bed. “Nick just freaked me out and I don’t really want to ask Mini….”
“Well, I’m cool with helping you,” Matty said, sitting next to Alo on the bed. “But Mini and I are very different people. We may both fancy men and women, but I think everyone knows that I’m not much of a commitment person.”
Alo scoffed. “Bit of an understatement there, mate.”
Matty continued on. “Mini’s different. She has these idealist visions of love and relationships. She’s the type of person that is with you, understand? Look at when she was with Nick. Or fancied Franky. She even adapts parts of their personalities.”
“She does not.” Alo snapped.
“She doesn’t do it as much with you, but I’ve noticed she’s much more laid back. She’s not scared of you hurting her because you’re Alo and you’ve never hurt anyone.”
Alo lapsed into silence.
“Anyway, when I first started having sex, I was pretty stressed out about the whole thing. I just smoked some weed and was fine.” Matty slapped Alo lightly on the shoulder. “Now you should probably leave before Franky gets here, if you catch my drift.”
-
Alo quickly packed another bowl.
He couldn’t remember how much weed he had smoked.
He actually couldn’t remember much past one minute ago.
All he knew was that Mini was coming over and it was time to try out Matty’s advice.
Alo sparked the bowl and began breathing in. The beautiful sound of bubbling water began as smoke filled the chamber. He inhaled faster, sucking the smoke into his lungs.
He exhaled and put the bong on his bedside table. Maybe Matty was right. He was far more relaxed. Mini was in for a treat.
He put his hands behind his head and laid back on the bed. Mini would be walking into his room any moment and he would finally be able to shag her the way she deserves.
He heard a quick rap at the door. “Hi, babes!” Mini said cheerfully as she walked into the room. Alo could barely open his eyes. He peered at her through one partially opened eye. She was smirking at him as she walked up to his bed. She quickly kicked off her shoes and crawled up his body.
“Did you get bored waiting for me?” She asked slyly, hovering above him.
Alo shook his head, letting out a small giggle. He forced his eyes open to look up at her. Her golden hair created a sweet smelling curtain around his head, blocking out the offending sun streaming through the window. Said sun did peak through parts of her hair, making sparkle.
A part of Alo felt like his weed had been laced with PCP. She was almost too beautiful to be real; like a weird angel fairy that sprouted from a lavender field. The fact that she wanted to be with him, despite his fuck ups, made it even harder to believe.
She was smiling down at him and lowered herself slightly until her lips were almost brushing his. “What do you want to do now?” She asked.
Alo’s eyes drifted shut again. He was so tired, all he wanted to do was sleep.
Well, maybe eat first.
Or sleep while someone was making him something to eat.
He mustered every ounce of strength in his body and pushed himself up to meet her lips. He could feel a distinct haze of sleep overtake him as her hands drifted down to his zipper. It wasn’t long before the darkness took over.
“Alo!” The darkness broke and he launched forward, almost colliding with Mini. She was still straddling his lap, her previously happy expression had changed, morphing into a combination of anger and hurt. “You fell asleep!”
Alo felt shame well up in him. It was stupid of him to smoke as much weed as he did.
Mini made a move to get off of his lap, but Alo grabbed her arm. “I am so, so sorry, Mins! It wasn’t you, I just -”
“You have to get high just to hang around me?” She asked, her voice cracking slightly.
“No, of course not!” Alo paused, struggling to explain. “I just… I just over did it.”
He couldn’t bring himself to tell her the truth. Perhaps it would be better in the long run, but he already felt pathetic enough.
“It isn’t you at all. God, if you only knew.” Alo smiled up at her in a vain attempt to break the tension. “I mean, if you only knew how hard it is for me to be around you sometimes in public. You’re just so fucking… amazing.”
“You want to shag me in public?” Mini asked, cocking an eyebrow. She clearly wasn’t impressed.
Alo shook his head. “No, I want to… worship you. I want to be with you. I don’t just want to shag you all the time.” Alo paused for effect. “Though I wouldn’t complain about that either.”
Mini looked away for a moment before wrapping her arms around Alo’s neck. “Apology accepted, Farm Boy,” she said airily before leaning in to kiss him. “And I suppose we can have a nap now. This time.”
The couple shifted around, removing layers of clothing as they settled under his covers. Mini turned around in Alo’s arms and pecked him lightly on the nose.
“Don’t fuck up again.”
-
Of all the girls (excluding Mini, of course) in their motley crew, Alo knew he could always count on Liv.
After all, the two had a lot in common. Since breaking up with Matty, Liv had also been making real strides to being a helpful friend.
She would definitely have better advice than Nick or Rich.
“Oh, is this about your sex fears?” Liv said suddenly, lounging on Alo’s bed. She was absent-mindedly flipping through an issue of High Times as Alo weighed her weed.
Alo froze, dropping the marijuana on the scale. “How do you know about that?”
Liv scoffed and threw the magazine aside. “Mini’s worried about you, mate,” she said sitting up. “She thinks you think you’re bad at it.”
Alo rolled his chair over to his bed. “I am bad at it, Olivia. I don’t know what to do.”
Liv shrugged. “Everyone’s bad at it at first, Alo. God, I could tell you so many stories. You just need to relax!”
“I tried that and I fell asleep.”
Liv let out a short laugh. “That’s because you were too stoned. Just have a few beers and loosen up! I gave Mini the same advice.” Liv launched herself off the bed and wandered over to Alo’s dealing area. She gathered her measured weed and threw some money on his desk.
Alo spun around to face her. “Why would Mini need advice?”
Liv rolled her eyes. “Don’t be so self-absorbed, Alo. It’s not like you,” Liv stated firmly before spinning on her heel and heading out the door.
-
Of all the awful advice Alo had been given in the last few days, Liv’s had to be the worst.
It seemed like Mini took her advice a little too close to heart and drank far beyond her tolerance at the Levan’s latest house party. Mixing gin, spiced rum and fruity coolers was a dangerous mistake.
“I’m so sorry, Alo,” she moaned as Alo held her hair back. The duo were holed up in Mini’s bathroom. Alo was lightly rubbing her back as she heaved into the toilet.
Alo laughed slightly, passing her a glass of water. “It’s not an issue, love.” He watched as Mini sipped down the water. “But you shouldn’t drink when you don’t eat as much as you should.”
Mini’s eating habits were improving slowly, but she was still far from eating as much as she needed.
Mini shook her head. “I just want to look perfect,” she said with a strangled sob.
Alo sighed, dragging Mini over to him so she could rest her head on his chest. “You are perfect, Mins.” Alo pulled her forward and pressed a kiss against her temple. “You’ll see it one day. If not, I’ll just tell you until you believe me.”
Mini’s head collapsed against his chest and he could feel her shake it in the negative. He ran his fingers through her hair. She may not believe him, but he knew how lucky they all were to have Mini around.
Yes, she could be rude. She could be a bitch. She could push every wrong button. Still, she made their group complete.
“I’m sorry, Alo,” she repeated.
Alo sighed. “Don’t worry, love. Are you done throwing up?” He could feel her nod.
Alo awkwardly hoisted her to her feet and flushed the toilet before leading her to her bedroom. He began stripping her clothes off of her and pulled her fancy night gown over her head.
Alo pulled his own shirt over his head and laid down next to her. Mini turned to face him. Her eyeliner was smudged and tear tracks wiped away parts of her foundation.
“I really, really love you, Alo,” she said softly. One of her hands swept lightly over his hair. “Like, really, really, really love you.”
Alo couldn’t help but smile, despite her intoxicated state. It was nice to hear, after all.
“I really, really, really fucking love you too, Minerva.” Alo planted a kiss on the top of her head and held her close to his chest. It wasn’t long before sleep claimed both of them.
-
Alo hated that he was jealous of Franky.
After all, she didn’t deserve that. It wasn’t her fault that Mini developed a crush on her. Franky never even liked her back.
To Alo, that automatically meant Franky wasn’t as smart as she thought she was.
She couldn’t even pick the best Levan brother.
Still, she had asserted herself as the wise owl of their group, so maybe she could actually give him advice that works?
Although he was fairly sure that she had even less sexual experience than he did.
Actually, probably not.
Alo let out a huge breath as he knocked lightly on the door.
It wasn’t long before Franky’s head peaked through a crack. “Alo!” She said happily, swinging the door open more. Alo walked inside and looked around the foyer awkwardly.
This was probably going to be harder than he thought.
Franky led him to the living room and sat next to him on the couch. “What’s up?” She asked, turning her body towards him.
Alo sighed and scratched the back of his head. “It’s Mini,” he said finally.
“Oh,” said Franky. “I thought you two were doing well.”
“We are,” Alo said defensively. “We are doing well. Most things are awesome. She’s a perfect girlfriend,” Alo levelled a look at Franky.
Franky shrugged it off. “Then why do you want to talk about her?”
Alo groaned. “It’s just… sex.” He said simply.
Franky nodded sagely. “Oh. Alo, I can’t really help you with that. I’m sure you know as much as I do.”
Alo sighed.
“But,” Franky continued. “Matty told me you went to him for advice. He didn’t say what the topic was, but he said you needed to talk to someone. Liv told me the same.” She paused for a moment. “Alo, Mini needs to be the one you’re talking to.”
Alo shook his head. “I can’t talk to her about this! She’ll know I’m useless rather than just think it.”
“Mini loves you,” said Franky. “She really, really loves you. And you know Mini. You know that love isn’t something she takes lightly. You’re the only person to really love her back and she knows that. Nick didn’t love her. I didn’t fancy her in the way she fancied me. It’s just you. She needs you. You need to trust her not to hurt you.”
Alo remained silent. There was nothing more to say.
-
Alo couldn’t help but be annoyed by the way Mini’s mother’s new boyfriend led him down the hall towards Mini’s bedroom. After all, Alo had been around for much longer than this new stranger.
Alo was rarely thrilled with Ms. McGuinness’s taste in men, however.
“Thanks, mate,” Alo muttered before knocking on Mini’s bedroom door.
It didn’t take long for Mini’s head to peak out of a small opening. She smiled brightly at Alo before levelling a hard gaze at the boyfriend. Without saying a word, Mini reached out to grab Alo’s arm and pull him in. She quickly shut the door behind them.
“Ugh, I cannot stand my mum’s new boytoy,” Mini groaned. She looked up at Alo and brightened considerably. “I’m glad you’re here, though,” she said before moving in to kiss him.
Alo kissed her back for a moment before pushing back. He gave her a weak smile and moved to sit on her bed.
A dark look travelled across her face. “What’s wrong, Alo?” She asked, panic clear in her voice.
“Why don’t you sit down?” Alo asked, patting the spot beside him.
Mini’s stricken look became more pronounced. “Are you breaking up with me?” She asked, an octave higher than her natural voice.
Alo frowned. “What? Of course not.” Alo reached forward and grabbed Mini’s hand, pulling her towards the bed. “I just want to talk to you.”
Mini sat down beside him and the two lapsed into silence. Alo used the time to glance around Mini’s room.
He was always weirdly flattered at how many photos of him were lying around. One of Mini’s favourite things to do was create collages. She had one of him and several of their friends based on their various adventures: the play, his party, the wedding. There was not a single photo of her family, unsurprisingly.
Alo cleared his throat and his eyes drifted towards his feet. “I’m… really sorry, Mins,” he said softly.
He glanced over at Mini. Her brows were furrowed as she stared at her hands, which were resting on her lap. After a moment, she turned to look at Alo.
“I have no idea what you mean, Farm Boy,” she said bluntly, shrugging her shoulders.
Alo let out a heavy sigh. “I’m sorry I’ve been acting weird. I’m just… not good at this whole thing, okay?”
Mini shook her head quickly. “No, Alo, you’re an amazing boyfriend!” She said reassuringly. “I mean, you have been a little weird lately, but -”
“And I want you to know why!” Alo interrupted. He shifted so his body was facing her. “I- you… deserve better than what I can give you.” Mini looked ready to explode at him, so Alo clarified. “Sex-wise.”
Mini’s expression shifted to shock. “What the fuck are you talking about, Farm Boy?”
Alo groaned in frustration and stood up. “I’m really fucking bad at sex!” He started pacing the room. “I’ve tried everything! Every piece of advice anyone has given me has back fired. Rich said play music, so I tried but I couldn’t find a song that was good enough for you and fucking ‘I Just Died in Your Arms Tonight’ plays! Nick said to wank off first so I last longer, but then I couldn’t get an erection even though I was going to have sex with you!
“And he started talking about how you’d leave me for a woman if I was shit at sex and I am, so you may as well go full lesbian now!”
Alo turned to her. “And don’t look at me like that! I know it doesn’t work that way.
“Matty told me to smoke up, but then I fell asleep! Liv said to drink and that she told you to drink, but then you only got massively wasted.
“Franky said to talk to you so that’s what I’m doing now and I’m pretty sure this is the worst advice yet.”
Alo stopped pacing and looked at Mini.
She didn’t seem particularly angry, merely confused. The two remained silent until Alo couldn’t stand it anymore.
“I’d understand if you want to break up,” he said softly, looking away from her. His eyes focused on the photo of them on her bedside table.
Well, fuck it, at least he’d have the memories.
Mini let out a noise of frustration. “Sit the fuck down, Aloyisus Creevey,” she said firmly before standing up. Alo obeyed, knowing better than to disobey.
“Do you know how many times we’ve had sex, Alo?” She didn’t wait for him to answer. “Once. We’ve had sex once. It was your first time as well! I didn’t expect you to be a fucking rock star at it!
“You weren’t as bad as you think you were. Alo, my first time was awful. It wasn’t because Nick was necessarily bad at sex, it was because I didn’t want to do it with him. I wasn’t ready. I didn’t trust him not to hurt me. In the end, he did.
“I trust you, though. I wanted to have sex with you. I want to have sex with you. I love you, you fucking wanker! I know that you’d never hurt me on purpose because you’re Alo. You’d never hurt anyone on purpose.”
Mini sighed and looked down at Alo. “Sex is just practice,” she shrugged. “I’m sure I’m not all that great at it either.”
Mini paused and looked off in thought for a moment. “And Nick is an idiot if he thinks I’m going to leave you for a woman. Or a man, for that matter. He’s just trying to put some of the blame for our break up on me because he’s a total bastard.”
Alo felt like the biggest idiot on the planet at that moment. “I’m so sorry, Mins. I’m-”
“A total wanker? Yes you are.” She smiled at him. “I don’t mind, though.”
“So what do we do now?” Alo asked, scratching the back of his neck.
Mini’s smile quickly shifted into a smirk.
“We could practice.”
-
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