Bitty takes a deep breath and I can feel his lungs expanding under my hand as my fingers sink in to the knuckle. He's so, so tight around them that for a moment I'm not even sure how it'll work, but I know that I just have to be patient. I can do that-- be patient. I'll do whatever it takes to make this good.

The lube is rolling around the bed as we move and I let go to Bits to grab it, sliding my fingers out nearly all the way and squirting some more slick onto them before sliding them in again. It's getting messy, but the push is easier this time. My fingers sink in with one smooth thrust and I move them in and out slowly as I roll back onto my haunches to watch. Swallowing hard, I push my fingers in deeply and crook them upwards, curling them a bit to try and search out the place inside him that might make him shake. I've only done this a few times, and I focus on only the knowledge I took from it and not the person that I was doing it with.

Right now, no one else on the planet even exists other than me and Bitty. There's just us, and only this. My entire focus has narrowed to him and the soft, pliant little sounds that he's making. I breathe out, and when my fingers skim over just the spot I'm looking for, I smile and press gently against it.