"Sir," he exhaled on a soft sigh, as he pushed in with that one finger, slow steady pressure, the slide of the salve making the way easier. Tight heat surrounding his finger, and oh god, a sudden give, just there. Paul's body seeming suddenly to accept him. Jay's breath hitched, and he locked eyes with Paul, watching his reactions intently, Jay's pupils wide. "So gorgeous, my Ascendant," he whispered.