Letting out the breath he'd been holding, Ivan gives Duv a reassuring smile -- although there's no true way to hide the relief that lurks in the back of his eyes. Duv doesn't hate it, Duv isn't just confused or... or about to abandon him after they've come this far. Grinning, he combs a bit of hair back from Duv's forehead with his fingers, leaning down to press a kiss at the corner of his mouth.

"Don't worry. I won't, not now." He says, voice soft and low before rolling his hips forward again, pushing deeper before pulling back experimentally. Breaking him in, as it were. "Not when we can finally do this together." And together was the main point here, wasn't it?