[Wade hisses between teeth, head falling against Nate's shoulder, water cascading down his back. He is so tight that he's squeezing Wade's dick like a vice.] Relax-- deep breaths, fuck-- you feel so good. Let me in, come on, that's it, shit-- let me know if it hurts too much.

[Wade shudders as he keeps going, giving his hips the gentlest of rocks to thrust that little bit as he eases himself ever deeper until he's finally made it all the way to the hilt and clutches tightly to Nate's hips to hold himself there.]