Sairis's POV
Loreen must have known how unsteady Sairis was, though, because he offered him a hand and helped him sit up.
"Doing all right?" His lips pulled back in a devilish grin.
"Doing just fine," Sairis mumbled.
"That's what I like to hear," Loreen whispered and kissed him again. Then, at his direction, Sairis turned around and got up on his hands and knees.
He took a deep breath, willing himself to relax no matter how much anticipation and excitement had him shaking and ready to come undone.
Loreen rested one hand on the small of Sairis's back. Maybe to steady him, or himself, but it certainly centered Sairis. Focused all his attention and senses on Loreen, on that gentle touch.
Before Sairis could draw a breath, never mind speak, Loreen pressed his cock against him. Into him. All the way inside him in one long, slow stroke.
