Nick could tell by the amount of resistance that it was surely hurting Ava. However, his little conscript proved to be more of a masochist than he had originally believed. He put his hands behind his head as Ava slowly continued to hurt herself, rising and falling on his cock. Watching her ass giggle each time she dropped herself onto him, Nick was mesmerized. It wasn't until Ava began to beg that he was brought out of it. More as a reaction than anything, his hands came around together, each slapping a cheek at Ava's preferred threshold. The shockwave of the hits put an odd but pleasing feeling on his cock for a moment, but for now, he was more focused at the task at hand.<br/><br/>Each time Ava shoved him up her ass, Nick was swat one of her cheeks without fail. He didn't slow down at all, keeping pace with the clapping of their flesh. The fact he was doing so was putting an echo onto her ass slapping into his crotch and continued to apply that same feeling on his cock with each one. Because of this, Nick couldn't hold himself back too much longer. His hands went to Ava's hips and grabbed on tight, holding her in place as he began to thrust up into her, using the bed to make sure the thrusts never lost momentum as he pounded her ass. Pulling her down on to him just as he thrust up, Nick held her there as he emptied his load into her rectum.<br/><br/>Nick sighed as he let his cock finish twitching, releasing Ava and letting her roll off of him if that if what she wanted to do. Once he was back in full control of himself, Nick checked the time before speaking. "We could probably have one more round before I have to be anywhere," Nick said, hoping she wanted a little bit more. "And we still have a house full of furniture to choose from." The last bit was more of a tease than anything, considering that, if they weren't about to march off to war, they would have rechristened all of the furniture in the apartment once more.