["Easy" might not be the best word. He can't see Elan's whole face, but he can tell this isn't going as smoothly as it could have. But that's what all the teasing and touching and hip-wiggling has been for, and at any rate, Elan doesn't make any pained noises. He just sighs and presses back into it, slowly but surely, until Hiyori is sheathed all the way. It's him who gets them there, turning Hiyori's vision white, making him see stars.

He breathes out shallowly, legs trembling a little. It's good, so good. Unbelievably good. But he can't say that when Elan asks, can't say anything at first. Eventually, however, he breathes out another breathless little laugh.]

Pretty snug~♪

[He presses his hand more firmly against Elan's stomach. Now Elan can feel him from both sides while he nuzzles himself against his back, nose against his hair. It's soft, affectionate, warm. And maybe they're not "in love," not really, but there's nothing to say he can't be loving. That he can't make Elan feel loved; that they can't share something like that between them.]

Elan-kun's hugging me s~o tight, just like during our first time~♪

[He grinds his hips against Elan's ass, breathing out a short little moan. It's his usual brand of dirty talk, teasing and obscene, but still sweet.]

So let's... keep going slow... so we can both enjoy it~♪

[So it can last longer, is what he means. Though there's nothing to say they can't pick up the pace in a minute. For now, however, he pulls back by degrees, easing in gently again afterwards, letting his own need burn at a slow boil.]