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Slow and steady, nothing sudden or unexpected because while it could be so easy for Harry to let himself fall into a desperate need for Ben, this wasn't that sort of moment and Ben's first time should be something special, not something that went by in a rush without any concern for Ben's wellbeing. "That's right, baby. You sound perfect. You feel perfect." Harry praised, the sound of Ben's moans as Ben's body clenched around him the perfect combination to short circuit his mind until Harry was hardly aware of what he was saying, only that he needed Ben to know that everything was good and so right, that he was perfect. A huff escaped Harry when Ben copied his words, everything about them locked on the same wavelength and Harry kissed his boyfriend deeply, rocking against him. Their bodies locked together, it was as if they shared the same air, each exhale knocking into Harry as he thrust inside Ben at a pace that was slow and relaxed compared to most things they did in bed together. "You and me, baby. It's just you and me." Harry swore, hands still roaming along Ben, encouraging Ben to keep his legs wrapped tightly around his waist in an effort to eradicate as much space between them as possible. "And I'm going to be careful with you, baby, but I bet you'll feel this later. Even in the morning after we have to focus on the rest of the world, you'll still feel me, you'll remember this moment and how good it is. And guess what?" Nipping at Ben's lower lip, Harry tugged it between kisses, giving Ben a chance to wonder what he would say next. "The next time we do this, it will be even better."

















