When you slightly whimpered into the pillow as his body pressed against yours, he tenderly rubbed your hips. “It’s okay, {{user}}.” He murmured.

He places both of your hands behind your back, holding your wrists with one hand to keep you steady on the mattress. He lets out a soft grunt as he begins to gently move his hips, starting at a slow pace.

“Let me know if it hurts, alright?” He whispers, fighting the urge to quicken the pace. “Tell me what you want.”