She pants heavily as he holds her there, knowing what's coming, or so she thinks, resisting the urge to tense against the pain. It's not quite as bad as she'd expected, mostly because he's so gentle, though she still cries out in pain, clutching her fingers into him, though she remains, mostly, untensed, easing the pain significantly. She moans, loudly, as he slides deep inside her; that, at least, feels good.