Roman wasn't going to argue, but he also wasn't going to listen to Peter. Come and blood on his cock were not the best way for a first time. Hell, even spit wasn't perfect, but he still took the time to wet two fingers and slowly push inside Peter. One first, then a second, knowing that it wasn't perfect, but neither could wait and this was better than nothing, and he finger-fucked him until he was sure that he wouldn't do any damage.
He settled between Peter's legs, spreading his cheeks with a hand, while guiding his cock with another. "Tell me if it hurts, and I don't give a shit that you can heal fast. This should be good," he warned, with a serious tone that didn't fit the situation, but then his hips were moving and he pushed inside.
Roman moved slow, inch by inch until he was fully sheathed. He might not have had sex with a man, but this wasn't the first time that he had anal, so he knew that he had to go slow. The lesson had come with a smack in the face. "You okay?"