Reed threw his head back with a cry as Emerson lowered himself so quickly onto him. "Oh fuck!" he moaned as Emerson started to ride him, and he thrust his hips up as much as possible to meet him. Reed's fingers closed around his erection and held him loosely, the very movements of Emerson riding him moving his erection through his grip. He tightened his grip every time a particularly forceful wave of pleasure coursed through him.