It took a few moments for the pain to start to subside, decreasing to just a dull ache. He knew that once Mir started to move again but he also knew that it would start to feel good again. He just had to get used to the feeling.
He could tell the older man was restraining himself, not wanting to hurt the boy. It made him once again thank whatever deity was above for granting him such a kind and caring Master. The feeling of the werewolf stroking him not only brought pleasure, but also helped him to relax further.
"Y-you can move Master," He whispered, reaching up to slip his arms around the others shoulders. Tentatively he leaned up, pressing a gentle kiss to the mans lips as if reassuring him further that it was okay.