Nevah and I have been together for a month now. No one has questioned us about why we share a bed. I'm sure my mum and dad can see how much Nevah trusts me since she's always wanting to be close to me, but trying to do it so it won't show that we're in a relationship.

She wanted to keep it a secret since she now knows the risks. I could be arrested and some think it's wrong. I've heard liana calling me a perv or a nonce, either way it's the same thing. She does it to wind me up and get a reaction out of me, my sister does it all the time.

My dad scolds her for it of course because I'm not. Nevah makes all the moves, sometimes, I haven't even touched her like that and never will. The only time I will touch her sexually is if I have her consent, and even then I might tell her no and wait until she's sixteen.

Now I know how mum and dad felt when they were first together. I just want to show her off, hold Nevah even with my family around. It's hard but it's what I'm doing. It saves me from leaving Nevah incase someone were to call the police. I get the I'm now seen as an adult, and Nevah's a minor, but I don't understand the problem with us being together. I mean, she's fourteen, she can make her own choices and knows what's wrong and what's right.

But I'm not that sick in the head to touch up a girl who doesn't even know what a boner is. Literally, I wake up with a morning wood and she doesn't even know what it is. Hell, I don't even know if she knows what one looks like if I'm being honest.

My eyes shot open to screams and cries, small fists punching my chest as Nevah tried to get out of my arms. I sat up and pulled her on to my lap, holding her wrists with one hand so she couldn't hit me, and the other rubbing her back.

"Nevah baby, wake up." I woke her up. Her eyes opened with tears streaming down her cheeks. She sobbed hard fisting my T-shirt making me hurt not being able to help her.

"It hurts daddy, it hurts." Nevah cried out.

"I know baby, I know. Daddy's got you, you're safe." I rocked her and rubbed her back. Both my arms tightly wrapped around her, trying to give her comfort and to somewhat feel safe.

I whispered soft, comforting things to her and kiss her forehead every so often as I rocked the small girl. Soon enough, she fell asleep again. Once asleep, I carefully laid Nevah back down and laid next to her, keeping my arms wrapped around her. She turned on her side and buried her face in my chest.

My fingers ran through her hair unknotting it from all her thrashing around. It kills me that I can't take her pain from her, to take the dreams and have them myself so she doesn't have to go through. But I can't, and that hurts me more than anything physically or mentally.

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When I woke up, I had giggles in my ear. Nevah's fingers went to my lips followed by a giggle. She squealed when I took her fingers into my mouth, playfully and gently.

My eyes opened to see my girlfriends cheeks bright red and her bottom lip between her teeth. I let her fingers go and pulled her lip from her teeth.

"Don't do that abeja." I mumbled.

"Why?" Nevah whispered and crawled up the bed more so she was level with my face.

"Because it's a turn on." I tucked a piece of hair behind her ear.

"W-what's a turn on?"

"I can't explain. When someone get excited in their pants. Boys get something called boners, and girls get wet. It's called turned on or horny. That then might lead to a couple or two people to have sex. Sometimes it's more meaningful so they call it love making." I explained to her.

"D-does it feel tingly?" Nevah asked with embarrassment blush on her cheeks.

"For girls, I think so. Why?" I furrowed my eyebrows a little.

"I-I f-feel a l-little t-tingly down there." She looked down at her parts. The most sacred part on a girl, the part I daren't touch without consent.

"I-it feels weird." She rubbed herself on my thigh. It was only then did I realise she was fucking dry humping me to get off.

I groaned as her small moan was sent right to my member. Now standing tall and ready to fill Nevah, full and deep. I grabbed her hips so she would stop moving.

"S-sorry." She whispered with her eyes glossing over.

"It's ok." I wiped under her eyes, free of the tears that fell. "You're just really turning me on."

All of a sudden, Nevah's lips were on mine and her hips grinding on my thigh again.