Reed nodded, keeping to his thoughts. He loved what they had, but the fact that he'd always taken control and never even considered that Emerson might want to, bothered him. Did he always just take what he wanted?
"I've only done it once," he confided, avoiding eyecontact. "It was with a muggle, so we didn't have the spells we do here.." he trailed off, not sure what to say next. "It wasn't great. Certainly not as great as you make it out to be." He gave him a vague smile. Although Reed was an open book with almost everything, even explaining how two guys had sex to Felicia, he felt awkward about this. It was probably something to do with his sudden feelings of inadequacy as a lover.