Malachi continued to stare at Lavender for a moment, accessing her answer and tone. Her tone and smile was good enough for him after a moment. He trusted that she'd tell him otherwise or if it wasn't okay. He still wasn't sure if she was ready physically, but he'd believe her. She'd tell him if something was wrong later. Moving forward, he nodded. "Just tell me to stop if you want," he whispered.
Slowly, he eased into her. Even as the feeling of her around him started to drive him crazy, he didn't quicken or make the thrust harder.