Writers, have you looked at your past writing and laughed at how terrible it was?
What was terrible about it?
ETA: This is very embarrassing, but here is an excerpt. It's fanfiction for the game Valkyrie Profile, and the first adult story I ever wrote.
Feeling her body shake in his hands and knowing how terrified she must be, Lezard couldn’t take it any longer. He took a deep breath and thrust himself into her with all his might.
The pain was excruciating. Meltina gave a loud cry of pain, and she dug her nails into Lezard’s back, but he barely felt it. He was already amazed by her tightness, and knew this was going to be very enjoyable for at least one of them.
“Are you all right?” he asked, knowing it was a stupid question. Of course she was. Otherwise, she’d be crying right now.
Meltina looked up at him, her vision blurred with tears, but also awed by the new sensation of being so…full.