Fortunately they were back on the same page and Quin let out a little chuckle, relieved he hadn't gone and done anything wrong. She didn't sound too confident, but he didn't think she wasn't being truthful either. They were approaching this with about the same about of knowledge and maybe he should have been more forthcoming with his own thoughts.

Gently he brushed his thumb across her cheek. "I know it's supposed to go, the basics," he admitted with a wry smile. "But how to go about it well is another story entirely." The fundamental basics of knowing where to put it was about all he did have going for him. He didn't have an experience and lacked finesse in most aspects of his life, here included.

Quin assumed her mother had also told her how it was supposed to go, and he hoped to Merlin she'd been realistic about it. From what he knew, the first time was probably not the best time, but after that it got better. Hopefully. "I'm happy to go at your pace, with whatever you are comfortable with, if you trust me to take the lead. Just tell me to stop if you need me to, or something isn't right." He wouldn't be upset of frustrated, not when she was his first priority.