Soon after his own climax, he was pretty much done. He had gone rather limp, unable to do more than gasp at her tightening and the subsequent weight she placed on him until his Dom was helping them separate without damaging either of them in their rather spent states. He began to hum off and on while his Dom helped him out of the restraints, his legs only half-holding him on the trip to the bed.

He lost track of things for a moment there until he was being positioned and then tugged into laying down next to his Mistress. He laboriously curled up alongside her, arm wrapping around her back in order to keep her close. His body had cooled off significantly (for him, anyway) after his release and having any sort of human contact was warm, welcome and exactly what he wanted. There was nothing in his mind except the pulse of contentedness that had replaced his heartbeat and the two people he could sense around him.