Appreciating the art
Saint swallowed. "Hold on, I'm going to get more of that numbing gel."
"No! Don't!" Heart cried out a little panicked. Saint stopped, bottle in hand.
"What? Why? It can take away the pain. You are sore from before, and now it's going to be harder for me to get back inside without you feeling a bit tense."
"I want to feel it… To feel you." Heart said shyly.
"It's okay if it hurts, it doesn't hurt bad. But I don't want it to be like I can't feel you at all."
"Are you sure?" Saint asked.
Heart nodded, after thinking for a moment.
Saint watched him for a moment before he put the bottle back down and lifted Heart's legs back to wrap around his waist. Then he lined up and gently used his hand to glide it in.
Heart groaned, but waited to feel Saint's balls lightly slap his bottom to signify the aching throb would end. But Saint pulled back before that could happen and thrust again slowly back in.