Eleanor nodded, tears escaped her eyes again, but not from pain, but out of pure emotions.
"Yes. It's… full. I feel… you."
Reinhardt kissed the tear away. Then he pushed deeper. The final inch slowly slipped in.
Eleanor's body opened completely, accepting his full length. Once fully inside, his pelvis met hers, his entire shaft buried inside her.
"Nnng… so… good~" Eleanor gasped, her body arching backwards, her arms tightening around him. She was filled, completely.
Reinhardt did not start moving immediately; he stayed still, buried deep, letting her feel the size and makeup of his. He let her slowly get used to it.
At the same time, he paid close attention to her face. Seeing her nervousness disappearing and only awe, and a deep, glowing pleasure, he slowly began grinding.
Eleanor's hips made a tiny, instinctive rocking motion in response, a sign that the pain was gone and she was seeking what came next.
"You're inside me," she whispered, her face hugging his chest.
