"You ever done this before?"
"Yes!" A pause. "No."
"Didn't think so. Come here." A sigh, a few soft moans, a wince, a soft grunt. "Relax."
"Easy for you to say," breathless. A long breath. "All right, try it again."
A strong push, a heartfelt moan, a long, slow stroke, a high, keening whimper.
"You all right?"
A laugh, a tight squeeze around the waist. Another laugh. Another long, slow stroke.
"Oh, fuck, Ewan..."
A delighted smile. "You like it."
An incredulous laugh. "Yes, I like it."
An eternity of soft, whispering sounds; a distinct noise of flesh on flesh.
"Ewan, touch me."
A hoarse laugh. "Getting close?"
A kiss on the shoulder. A firm grip, a gasp, a shuddering, slow breath.
A whisper. "Come for me, Jonny."
A soft cry, followed by a few sharp thrusts and a louder one.
An impact: bodies falling hard on the mattress, one on the other.
"We'll do this again?" A hopeful invitation.
An audible smirk. "Yeah, Jonny. We'll do this again."