To his credit, Silver continues kissing him and waits until the shoulder squeeze before guiding himself inside of Benedict. The other is tight, virginal, and Silver's grip on Benedict tightens in spite of himself, eyes closing and moaning loudly.

"Relax," it's murmured, surprised at just how much he enjoys the other, but once he's fully inside Benedict he waits for the other to let him know he's okay to continue, brow furrowed with pleasure.