He almost told her he was just fine- he could have very easily untied himself now- but once she was getting up and working at it he just let her quietly, and thanked her with a smile when she finished, and slowly sat up, stretching. He was rather worried about this, but it had just popped up to follow the orgasms, so... who knew. It was probably just that and wouldn't last long. As was, he was a bit worried about other things, instead, but really didn't want to worry about them until later. He could have a little while worry free, right?<br/><br/>Still, he had to chuckle at Tellus' words.<br/><br/>Somehow he didn't doubt it, though. This was as much a testament to Tellus as it was the fact the he and Sam just couldn't seem to keep their clothes on for that long ever.<br/><br/>God he hoped that part never changed.<br/><br/>"I'd give you a big hug and little kiss, Cel, but..." he made a helpless expression and a little sheepish grin, and settled for blowing her a quick kiss as he lifted himself and moved over her without touching her, and off the bed down next to Tellus. Unfortunately, adopting the crosslegged sitting style quickly only seemed to make it utterly impossible to hide the fact that his shaft just didn't seem to want to lose more than a little bit of pep, but... well. Maybe she'd do something about it.<br/><br/>"Mister Wonderful?" he inquired with a touch of amused sarcasm.