There were anatomical differences but now they weren't even noticeable. He could only focus on how she was making him feel. His fingers slid in circles against her, keeping his hand gradually in time with her movements.
His other hand he put on her hip to steady her, figuring it would help them both (not that even in her ungainliness did anything feel unpleasant, but he could tell she wasn't sure what she wanted out of this yet). Once he had her steadied he could break the kiss and watch her, again, leaning their foreheads together so he could look down between them at the obscene display. His fingers were wet from touching her, sliding easily, and she looked positively full of him.
He could tell it hurt a little, but it hurt in that soothing way. That way that when he did the right thing, he saw not just pleasure but relief to counter it. Each time he saw that flicker of discomfort washed away, he was gratified. She trusted him to make her feel better.
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His other hand he put on her hip to steady her, figuring it would help them both (not that even in her ungainliness did anything feel unpleasant, but he could tell she wasn't sure what she wanted out of this yet). Once he had her steadied he could break the kiss and watch her, again, leaning their foreheads together so he could look down between them at the obscene display. His fingers were wet from touching her, sliding easily, and she looked positively full of him.
He could tell it hurt a little, but it hurt in that soothing way. That way that when he did the right thing, he saw not just pleasure but relief to counter it. Each time he saw that flicker of discomfort washed away, he was gratified. She trusted him to make her feel better.