There's also this other thing I wrote back in high school, sort of a gushy romantic vignette. Bear in mind while reading that I was much more inclined to overdone prose back then (as opposed to the master of literary phrasing that I am now, ha ha).
Background details: Irena is an ex-nun who, for no discernible reason, is in a nearly-compromising situation with Arcane. (In the words of one W. S. Burroughs... "Plot? I don't need no stinking plot!")
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BAD HABITS By Dara Sloan
Irena trembled in Arcane's arms as a sudden wave of guilt and nervousness washed over her like a tsunami, drowning her arousal at Arcane's touch. She tried to unbutton his shirt, but the shaking of her hands prevented her from succeeding.
"I can't do this, Arcane. I'm sorry. I just can't." Tears of frustration gleamed in hr eyes. She tried to pull away, but he held her too tightly.
"You can't run away from your true feelings, Irena. You want me to make love to you."
"No, I don't! I can't! Arcane, this is all wrong."
"Maybe 'need' is a better word than 'want'," Arcane whispered, kissing her neck and shoulder.
"Arcane!"
"Listen to me, Irena." He looked her in the eye. "You're in the real world now. You are a real person, not some mindless slave to religion. Whether you like it or not, you have lusts and desires just like everyone else." He relaxed his grip on her, resting his hands on her hips. "We both know you want me, Irena. You can't look me in the eye and tell me you haven't desired me since we first met. You're no good at hiding your emotions, my darling."
Irena sighed and looked away. Arcane caressed her face and kissed her, gently. "You've nothing to be ashamed of, Irena. Give in to your passion..." He kissed her again, unbuttoning her baby-doll nightshirt. She shuddered involuntarily as he slipped it from her shoulders and moved down to the button of her shorts. "Don't be nervous, my darling. Just trust me." He smiled. "And yourself, as well."
"Arcane, I'm a virgin."
He kissed her as he slid her shorts off.
"I'll be gentle." He stroked her naked back, pressed her bare body against him. "But only if you want me to be."
Hey, I warned you it was cheesy! :)