He stops, pulls back with his fingers in a long, shuddering breath. He can do this. They can do this, and Ivan will make it the best goddamn time Duv has ever spent with someone else in bed or so help him, he is not Ivan Vorpatril. "Alright." Normally Ivan keeps sex light, uncomplicated, but he can't -- not now, not with Duv, and not like this. Ivan leans down to kiss Duv deeply before pulling away completely.

Guiding himself takes most of his concentration, careful not to hurt the other man as he penetrates him -- just the head of his cock, until Duv gives him the go-ahead for more. "How does that feel?" Please let it be good, please let it feel good. Ivan knows it does to him, has to bite the inside of his cheek to keep himself from moaning and thrusting forward completely.