He had been eager for Reed to just bury himself inside of him, so when he just barely pressed in Emerson whined with need. He opened his eyes partially as Reed started to whisper to him, his words sending a flood of pleasure through his body and hardening his erection even more, if that was possible. At his last command, Emerson lowered himself quickly onto Reed, taking him all the way in to the hilt. Blinding, white hot, pained pleasure shot through him and drew a loud moan from Emerson's swollen lips. He kept his arms around Reed's shoulders to steady himself and did as Reed had said. He started riding his hips hard and fast.