Mir licked his lips. Fuck the boy was good and fucking beautiful. He put a knee on the couch and leaned over Emrys. They would probably ruin the couch, but he didn't care. Slowly he pressed a finger into Ermys. Even though they had had time to play before he had never stretched the boy wider than a toy.
He stopped whenever Ermys tightened up too much or he saw the pain in the boy's features. Slowly he opened him up until he was fucking Emrys on three fingers before adding another for good measure. He leaned down to kiss Emrys. Then he pulled them out.
"Emrys, love, when I push in I want you to relax against me. It might be painful at first but I promise it will get better." He stroked himself, slathering the lube on. "Ready?"