Summer drew his finger almost all the way back out, and pressed it in again. “Relax,” he breathed, forcing his own shoulders to ease. He leaned over and kissed his way down Isaac’s spine.
His hips jerked a little and he clutched at the sheets, unable to stop the faint whine of protest that escaped him as the finger slipped back out of his body. His body contorted, trying to further impale himself on that single finger as lips peppered kisses down his spine, and he groaned. “Feels…weird, but…but a good weird?”
“Okay,” the redhead said, frowning a little in concentration. He sat back up, for better control of his motions, and sped up a little, dragging the one finger in and out. After a little time it was clear that Isaac was relaxing, and Summer drew his finger out to add lube.