"Relax," he whispered against his skin. He wasn't going to talk much, but he did need Reed to loosen up --literally and metaphorically-- if this was going to work. He knew it was probably a bit uncomfortable, since this was pretty foreign for his boyfriend, but he wanted to make it as enjoyable as he could.
He moved both of his hands in time with Reed's hips, letting him set the pace he wanted to move at. Emerson lifted his head up and pressed their lips together in a deep kiss. His tongue sought entrance to the other boy's mouth.