Not reacting to Robin's new location was difficult, ever so difficult when his brain was gone and all he had left was sensation and Robin herself. He couldn't help but bring one of his legs up, toes curling and hands clenching in equal measures to Robin's hair and the bedspread while he shuddered and rode out the response to her attentions so close to where he wanted attention the most.

More and more as Robin worked, Peter slipped away. They were working themselves to the end, where there would be no start to Peter and everything belonging to Robin. He didn't stop to wonder what would happen then, just waited in eager anticipation for her to take him in whatever way she wanted.