"Ha," he laughed, giving her a teasing sort of a look, taking that one hundred percent as a joke. Where Celeste would ever feel like she fell short, he wouldn't understand. Rayner stretched out his arm, giving her leg a light little swat.<br/><br/>He'd just been breathing and getting into the treatment when, as he teased Celeste right back, Tellus stopped. With a confused expression, he looked back down to the blue haired woman and found her looking over to Celeste. Had she taken that seriously? Please tell him he hadn't. She couldn't stop now. They'd damn well gotten into starting it, now<i>someone</i>had to finish it or he was going to go out of his mind. This was just too much drawing out and teasing, even for him, not the tense kind, just stop and go all the way.<br/><br/>He just got to start a growl when she moved again, and his body tensed and then lightly shuddered with the new start up, changing the growl into a sound of enjoyment in his throat as he felt his shaft going into hers- tighter and tighter, all the way down, burying inches in the delicious constriction.<br/><br/>He couldn't really tell Tellus was distracted. He was just enjoying this now that she was back to actually doing it, breathing rhythmic, but tense, chest visibly rising and falling, something Celeste had seen plenty of times but never quite like this.<br/><br/>And then-<br/><br/>"Ah! Ahhh, hey-"<br/><br/>The grunt of pleasure and pain was followed by his eyes closing and face tensing up before he let it relax again, blowing out a stiff air and chuckling, chest heaving with the unexpected sensation. It was good, but in a strange way. He wasn't really used to getting beat up down there, he generally took precautions to make sure he didn't and all of that. Besides which Tellus was confusing the facts a little. Rayner's scars didn't have much to do with masochism- but the little bit of that he had, that had everything to do with the scars. He did what he had to, and the mind had strange ways of keeping itself from getting overwhelmed by things like that. Celeste was probably worse than him in that regard anyway, but at the least Tellus had gotten her good results this time.<br/><br/>"Hey, don't go and get<i>too</i>rough with the merchandise," he cautioned, half chuckling through it as he couldn't help but let his hips rise just a hair on her.