"You make me want a lot of things," Peter admitted, things that he hadn't really thought about wanting in a long time, things that he certainly didn't think he'd find himself wanting here. And yet with Bobby here like this in his bed with his legs spread and making such wonderful sounds as Peter touched him - well it was enough to inspire almost anyone.
Bobby moved easily for him too, hitching his legs up giving him room as his fingers dipped lower, until he was rubbing those ever tightening circles over his hole and encouraging Bobby to relax not with words but with his touch, keeping it sure and firm and right there letting him get used to the feeling of being touched. And it was only when he heard Bobby ask for it that Peter moved again.
He used a more firm pressure then, less of the circular teasing and instead pressing into him gently, slowly, taking his time about it because Bobby might be fast, and he might be incredibly eager, but Peter liked to take his time and he wanted to see Bobby's face for this too, pressing one last open mouthed kiss along his shoulder Peter lifted his head as he eased just the tip of a finger into Bobby. Admittedly, things might have gone a little different if they were anywhere else, back in the real world, but like this, here in this place where they'd both gotten stuck, Peter thought they were probably doing alright so far.
"I've got you," He promised, leaning down over Bobby so their foreheads almost touched, staying close to him as he eased him open just a little, "I've got you." He pressed his mouth to Bobby's again, kissing him, not with the same sort of desperate heat as earlier, but something more drawn out, something just as full of want and desire but without the same intensity of need, having Bobby beneath him like this was enough to settle that part of him.