As Reed pleaded with him, Emerson raised up. Part of him was thinking the same thing as Reed. Maybe if he came first, he'd relax a little more. But, he also knew that climaxing took away from the energy. He wanted Reed right there with him the whole time. He took his hand away from Reed's erection after one more slow, firm stroke, and very carefully he removed his other hand from inside of him.
Reaching up, Emerson untied the scarves. He wanted Reed to be able to hold onto him if he needed it. He didn't want to say it, because he didn't want him to think about it, but he had a feeling Reed knew that there was going to be a different between his three fingers and his erection penetrating him. He just hoped that he'd worked him up enough that it wouldn't be too much of a shock.
As much as he was concerned about Reed's pleasure, he was a little nervous himself. He'd never been on this side before. He'd had sex with a couple of girls before, but.. this..really wasn't the same thing at all. He had to tell himself no to think about his nerves, and in order to do that he leaned in and kissed Reed again. He ran his hands over his body, then positioned himself where his fingers had been before. Very slowly, he eased the tip of his arousal into him. He gasped against Reed's lips as the warmth enveloped the sensitive head, and had to force himself not to just thrust himself all the way in.