[It really was different from the fingers, or really, anything Allen's experienced in his limited history of such matters. Even with all the prep, Clay pushing inside him feels tight. Tight and almost uncomfortable in a place he was not at all accustomed to feeling, well, anything. Mostly, Allen coudn't shake just how odd this felt at the moment.]
[He sucks in his breath as Clay moving slowly into him. The fingers taught him that something really good was going to happen once he got far enough in. It was just a matter of waiting for that little bit more....]
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[He sucks in his breath as Clay moving slowly into him. The fingers taught him that something really good was going to happen once he got far enough in. It was just a matter of waiting for that little bit more....]