[ Aphelios kisses back readily, eager and firm to counter act her nervousness - - groans, raw and rough against her mouth as she presses against him. it would be easy to angle himself just a little differently, to push all the way inside of her in one solid thrust, but - - he resists that urge.

instead, he drops his hand down between them, holding his cock - - bracing it so the tip presses against her, and just that tip sinks inside. he doesn't pull her down onto it, doesn't push more - - his eyes flick to watch hers for any discomfort. ]