I got the idea while watching Mini's First Time. This is going to be a Two-Shot, the same plot in both chapters, just different POVs.

She just wanted to try it. Those short moments, the risk of getting caught, the high she got while doing so, had been enough for her to at least try. There's a first time for everything; blackmail, pranks, sex, magic, love, and she wanted to open up each little experience of that.

Inspired by a forum that led her to the agency, she dialed the corresponding number late at night, Alex being the only one awake in the Russo household. Her hands were shaking, it was a miracle that she even dialed the number correctly, but apparently she managed to do so. It'd been more difficult than expected, thinking she'd just have to go on the streets and some dick would take her with him in his dusky car, but then the woman started to talk about health certificates and regular check-ups.

So, she wouldn't get paid well, plus her customer was probably going to be annoying, ugly as fuck and one of those guys she normally wouldn't even look at, but that was okay, she just did it for experience.

Two weeks later she got a recall, telling her that a client is interested and that he rented a hotel room in Elizabeth, New Jersey, for the following night. They didn't tell her how much money he'd give her, and she decided to just go with it.

Stepping in front of her mirror, she eyed herself up and down, making sure that one couldn't see the fear seeping through her, the nervousness sweating her hands. She'd decided to wear skinny jeans, she didn't want to look like she's trying too hard, and the top with the low v-neck over her new bought black laced lingerie. Deep breaths had been her try to calm herself down before she threw her purse over her shoulder and tip-toed out of the loft as quiet as possible.

Like promised, the key to the hotel room was hidden under the doormat, leading her to the conclusion that the customer had already been there. Now or never. The door opened with a click as soon as she turned the key in the lock, and she secretly hoped that it wouldn't be anybody who knows her.

He hadn't arrived yet, so she searched for the bathroom and locked its door behind her, keeping safe that he wouldn't accidentally burst in. Just because she was about to have sex with a complete stranger didn't mean that it wouldn't be weird to let him see herself naked.

She quickly got out of her jeans and pulled her top over head; leaving her in the lingerie she bought for the only time in her life she would prostitute her body. While she was untying her hair, she heard the front door slam shut, and all of a sudden she was realizing what she was doing, and there was absolutely no way back. The 18-year-old girl started to pace back and forth in the small space and her breathing got faster, losing its rhythm. Her hands rose to hold her head in them, softly massaging her temples.

She had two opportunities. One, get out of the bathroom, face the guy and tell him that it was a mistake, that she's too young and that it's not worth it. Two, get out of the bathroom, face the guy and let him do with her whatever the fuck he wants to. Her hands fell down to her sides again, head finally clear this time. She's Alex freaking Russo, she doesn't do fear.

Alex then unlocked the door and opened it, nervously daring a glance to the room behind it. The person had turned the lights on and stood towards the wall, shaking his head slightly before mumbling unintelligibly. His back was broad, so he was most likely in good shape, and wore his dark brown hair short. Black skinny jeans and red flannel shirt covering his body he sat down on the edge of the bed, burying his head in his hands. So, he didn't look like she thought he would. He wasn't fat and greasy, and definitely not ugly looking from what she'd gotten to see so far.

Next he settled down with his feet still on the ground, lying his head on his arms that were resting beneath it. Finally, Alex got to see his face and she got on her tiptoes to get a better look at h-

She froze, every possible emotion and blood draining her face, her hands tightening its grip on the doorframe and half-open door. In less than a second she slammed herself against the wall of the bathroom, afraid that he'd notice her, stifling her pants with her hand over her mouth, her eyes open as wide as humanly possible.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. This has to be a joke. A nightmare, and I will eventually wake up.

She felt her fingers digging into her upper arm as she pinched herself though and all she wanted was to scream out of frustration. She turned her head so she could see him through the door again. He was still half-lying on the bed, his one arm now covering his grey-green eyes.

Again, she considered her options; she could flash herself out of the cheap hotel room, no one would ever find out, maybe she could even blackmail him, she would eventually find a reason why she would know that he's been to a hooker. Or she'd do it. If she would be intelligent about it she could convince him that she's a usual prostitute; nothing out of the ordinary. It would just be another first time, another experience, no one would have to know.

Not long after she had made her decision she fully opened the door, positioning herself with her back towards him. Movements behind her broke the silence, and she inwardly prayed that he wouldn't approach her right then. "Turn the lights off," she commanded in the most seductive voice she could manage. He hesitated, she noticed, but eventually the room darkened.

Slowly, trying to appear as tempting as possible, she made her way towards him, then stopped when she got behind the young man. She kissed the side of his neck in a teasing manner, resting one hand on his arm and softly stroking it. "What can I do for you?", she whispered, continuing to trail soft kisses down.

He cleared his throat, obviously feeling uncomfortable now, and awkwardly shifted under her touch. "I, umm .. I- I don't know, like, I just want to- to have, you know, it." His voice got higher towards the end, his breathing harder when Alex's hand appeared from behind, sneaking its way southwards. She chuckled throatily, stilling her hand when it arrived its destination, both hearing and feeling him gasp when she lightly squeezed it.

The feeling was unimaginable, having him under control like that, having him under her spell. Alex was sure he would've done anything at that moment, would've listened to any order of hers, even if she was the one getting paid. This would've been hilarious if it weren't that risky and illegal.

"Have you ever had sex before?", she asked him without any need of an answer as she felt the heat of the blush that was creeping up his skin under her touch. It took her much effort not to laugh at him at that moment, it was so typical him. She motioned to him to turn around and was relieved that he didn't recognize her due to the darkness when he obeyed. Ghosting her fingers over his cheek and lips, his sclera that had been the only body part Alex could make out in the dark disappearing behind his eyelids before responding to her question, "No."

She smiled to herself, "Thought so," Alex mumbled, breaking her gaze from him as she moved her hand towards his hair, running her hand through it lazily and watching it pop back into place with hollow, distant eyes. What is he doing here then? I thought he would wait for the love of his life and I'm not even starting about him having a girlfriend for god's sake!, she thought, eye brows furrowed, without letting him in on her ramblings.

She then pushed him onto the bed, shortly followed by her climbing on top of the inexperienced boy. Alex knelt over him, repeating her earlier task to kiss, suck and lightly nibble his neck, her hands unbuttoning his flannel shirt all the while.

She had planned to be dirty, rough and talk to him in her practiced seductive voice this night, she wanted to slip into a different role, but as soon as she found out who would be the one to seduce she forgot everything she had meant to do. The first seconds she realized which's skin she was kissing and genital she was groping she couldn't help herself from shaking in excitement. She was actually pulling it off, he didn't even notice how familiar her voice sounded, and it was all so surreal and she just couldn't believe it.

As Alex fully unbuttoned the shirt she worked her way down with kisses, taking her time as she reached his nipples. He moaned quietly, obviously embarassed and trying to keep it low, his firm grip on her hips speaking for itself though. With her teeth she gently grazed one of his nipples and she felt his hands tangling in her hair as she bit down a little.

She kept continuing the kissing and while she quickly unzipped his jeans, Alex started to get into the heat of the moment, forgetting who she was straddling at that moment, and he was inexpierienced, so he didn't seem confused when she kissed him on the lips, when she forced her tongue inside of his mouth, he probably didn't know that it was unusual for prostitutes to actually kiss, so he kissed back. She felt him moan into her mouth, slipping out of his jeans beneath her as fast as humanly possible and helping her out of her underwear. When she let him slip off her thong, he accidentally grazed his fingers along her slit and gasped as he felt how wet she was, didn't comment on it though, instead he awkwardly placed the hand on her waist. Typical, so typical him.

Alex got on her knees for a second to pull the waistband of his boxers down, not wanting to be the only one completely naked, and he helped her to completely get them off of him. His penis sprang free and Alex immediately gripped it with her right hand unconciously. Electric shocks emerged everywhere she touched him, both because of how turned on she was and how she still couldn't believe it. She was holding his penis. His.

It was so taboo, even the one and only Alex Russo never dared to think nor dream that this could be in fact happening, it was worse than anything she'd ever done, and the list was long. There were so many unnameable emotions colliding in her, she couldn't even think straight. Right now, she was pretty sure the Angel Realm gave up on her.

Slowly starting to stroke his manhood, she felt him melting under her touch, finally letting his gasps and groans free, cupping her breasts in his hands, running hands through her hair, kissing every available part of her body, it didn't matter, he was finally touching her.

She sped the stroking up then, now and then mildly increasing the pressure of her touch, causing several grunts and moans from the receiver. Alex leaned down to capture his lips once more with hers as she gradually replaced her soft, slow strokes with long and hard ones.

"Oh my gosh," he quietly moaned, and it took all her strength not to burst out into laughter. Even while receiving a hand job he still managed to be a complete dork.

As she felt him getting close she released his shaft, gaining a whimper from his side. Before he could protest, she started to attack his throat with kisses again, finally freeing him out of the opened shirt, not before he pulled a condom out of its chest pocket though. Wow, how original and unpredictable.

While he opened the package and slipped the latex on, Alex rolled off and next to him, using the short time (not really, he needed loads of tries until he managed to get it on perfectly) she had to think about what she was doing, trying and failing to clear the blur in her head.

There was no way back by now, no matter how much she told herself there was, it was hopeless. If she flashed herself out, he would eventually know that it was her, and not just because she would have to say out loud where she wanted to get, since Alex still wasn't able to perform spells without saying them out loud. She wasn't brave enough to just tell him that she couldn't, and the worst of it all was that she couldn't deny that she wanted this. She didn't know if it was because of lust or danger, all she was aware of was that she wanted him more than anything at that moment.

She got back on top of him as he awkwardly let her know that he was finally finished by tapping her on the shoulder and instantly positioned herself over his penis, but couldn't even get the tip in before he stopped her, hands firmly gripping her arms from getting any lower to sink down on him.

"Sh- Shouldn't we be discussing this first?", he asked uneasily, and light off or on, she could just imagine how pale his face was right now.

Alex kept her entrance at the tip of his manhood, but didn't move either. "Discussing?"

Her face scrunched up to a frown, both angry that he ruined her one moment where she was finally okay with doing this and killing the moment.

He shifted sheepishly and she understood that he tried to get her off of her, but he eventually gave up, letting his arms fall to his sides. "Yes, I mean, like, I'm a virgin .. Shouldn't this be, .. I don't know. Special?", he asked her, finally reaching the point where he made a complete fool out of himself.

That's it with being impressed that he hired a hooker.

She couldn't keep the chuckle from coming out any longer, and asked him incredulously, "You call a slut to talk with her about your feelings?"

He was blushing again, his flushed body got even hotter, and she was so tempted to turn on the lights to see his expression. "Nevermind, .. just, just go on."

A final giggle escaped her lips, before she sinked down his shaft, laugh turning into a gasp as she let him fill her. He was bigger than he felt, thank god she wasn't even close to being a virgin, this would've hurt otherwise.

The young man was making all sorts of noises as he got into her, all leading to a moan in the end. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him, and she happily obeyed.

She paused for a minute, letting both adjusting to it and slowly started to ride him when his breathing slowed down.

As she found a rythm in her thrusts, she felt him shyly responding to her with mild grinds, head thrown back. She moaned into his neck, the smell and taste of his sweat only turning her on more and everywhere was him, his touch, his smell, his grunts, his taste, him inside of her.

Alex increased her pace, whimpering pleasurable as she felt him inside of her again as she slightly pulled him out. She had to stop herself from crying out his name.

By now she couldn't even think straight anymore, didn't thought of the consequences as she realized that she just deflowered him. She just wanted to cherish this moment forever, and it was almost depressing when she had to remind herself that she couldn't tell anybody about it.

He came too fast, and she felt him softening inside of her too early, the relieved groan that exited his throat confirming that this was the end of their little secret. She stayed inside of him until he quieted down, firm hold on her hips decreasing more and more as the seconds passed. She wasn't even disappointed that she couldn't ejaculate, her panting was fast and hard either way, what bothered her more was that he would never know, after this everything would stay the same and she was the sick and disgusting one who knew about this, not him. It was unfair, it was just unfair. This wasn't even supposed to have anything to do with him.

The fog in her head cleared and she rolled off of him, not being able to touch or feel him any longer. Naive, naive Alex. Did you really think he wanted you? You're replaceable, it would've been the same with any other girl.

She quickly got off of the bed, feeling around for her underwear in the dark, and quickly disappeared in the bathroom once more before he could turn the lights on.

Only seconds later the light switch clicked in the bed room, and she heard him yell through the door, "I'll just .. I'll just lie the money on the bed if you need your, umm, time in there. How much do I owe you?"

Alex snorted, shaking her head in disbelief while she slipped inside of her jeans and lifted her top over her head to put it on. She was so not going to let him win.

"I'm gonna give you a discount because you'd been a virgin, so just lie a $100-bill on it and we're even," she responded, hoping that he'd buy it. How naive of him to ask a prostitute for a price, she'd thought he would've informed himself to at least know how much to bring with him.

He gasped happily and thanked her, awkwardly quieting down when she didn't reply in any way, before she heard the front door gently clicking shut.

She took a deep breath and returned to the bed, indeed finding 100 Dollar on it and a giggle escaped her lips. Alex safely tucked the the excessive amount of money in the pocket of her jeans and sat down on the comforter, but not seconds later something caught her eye.

His keys. He forgot his keys. He forgot his motherfucking keys.

She was ready to run back into the restroom, afraid that he'd open the door surprisingly, but stopped as something came to her mind. She grinned, picking up the keys and making her way out of the hotel room.

Alex saw his figure walking to his car and she began a sprint, yelling a "Hey!" to make him stop. He didn't hear it, so she continued to run. As she almost completely catched up, she shouted his name, "Justin!", he finally spun around.

Smirking, she closed the distance between them, watching his eyes nearly popping out of his head, mouth wide agape. She let the key dangle on her index finger, "I think you forgot something, babe," she said, before leaning up to kiss him, bursting his bubble that he was just fantasizing.

He didn't say anything, he probably wasn't even able to, so Alex just spun on her heels and walked away, smirk never leaving her face.

Whoa, this took me quite a long time. My longest chapter so far, dope.