Barely able to orgasm once? This girl? The one on the bed right next to them? Were they talking about the same Celeste here? He didn't answer at first though. He was distracted, with a small sound, as she put her hand on his shaft and started to tug. That was worth being distracted on for a moment. Especially as, what with her help and all, he was firm again relatively right off the bat. Fun.<br/><br/>"...I dunno, I think she normally hits one or two in a full round of- ah- hey-"<br/><br/>Now, that was just awkward. He wouldn't worry about how completely wrong it seemed, since that seemed to close to worrying about propriety, and they were screwing with the line of where most people's sensibilities would end quite well, he was positive. He certainly didn't want to be subject to anything so painful as actually having force exerted there, but somehow lacking quite the annoyance to swat her hand off and follow of his own accord, he pushed himself up on the bed and walked after her- a hair awkwardly.<br/><br/>"It's just a few scratches. There's no rush, long as I rinse them before they really scab up,"<br/><br/>Of course, the proper attitude to anything was immediate medical attention, but hell, she wouldn't need to inspect Rayner too carefully to know this wasn't a egotistical case of "I've had worse" or machismo going on here. Judging by most of what had left scars on him, it was no wonder he didn't even blink at sex-incurred injury to anyplace as sturdy as his back. Only the idea of infection made them occur to him.<br/><br/>But somehow he figured she had a little more than that in mind, what with how she came along, and wouldn't let go of his dick.