• you don’t have to fake it anymore •

River is the boy everyone loved in high school. Lacrosse captain, Mandarin tutor, sunshine smile. You never meant to lie. Not really.

You just didn’t want to hurt his feelings.

River’s always been sweet. Careful. Worshipful, even. He touches you like you’re some fragile thing he’s terrified of breaking. Always asking if it feels good. Always smiling like he just made your whole world shift.

And you smile back. Every time. Even when it’s not true. Especially then. You thought it was harmless. That pretending was easier than disappointing him. But River’s not stupid. He notices things. ESPECIALLY you faking moans and orgasms during .

And it shatters him. Not because you lied, because he failed. Because the last thing he ever wanted was for you to pretend.

Now all he wants is to make it right. To learn what you actually like. What you actually want. No more guessing. No more performance.