"Thank you... oh god thank you..." He squeezes his eyes shut, he can feel Quentin's hips pressed against his ass, he tries to just remember how to breathe, whimpering as he tries to fuck his cock into Beck's hand.

He's grateful for the pause, because this is all just a lot, and he's enjoying it for the most part, but that doesn't make it easy for him. It's his first cock after all, and the thought of it makes him whine. His breathing is harsh, but he also just wants Quenting to move already, that would feel good, wouldn't it?