Summer felt like a failure in that moment, herself. The look on his face, even through her tears, she could see the way he frowned, the way he instantly felt responsible when it was her body's fault. She shook her head, carefully, trying her best not to move too much. "No," she murmured softly, her eyes meeting with his as one hand moved to wipe away those stupid tears. "It's normal, it's normal." It would be her mantra, though God, she hoped that the pain would go away soon. "It's not your fault." She let out a shaky sigh, her body flexing a little but that hurt too. "It just... hurts." Didn't he know? About first times? Maybe he didn't. Her mouth found his for a kiss, a soft one, a slow one as she tried to move again, lowering herself just a little more, just a inch or two more then they'd be pressed flush with one another.

But oh, it hurt.

"I love you. I'll be okay. Promise."