Her pitiful pleas did not fall on deaf ears, but neither did the broken, trembling girl entirely get the reprieve she so needed. He dropped down alongside her, falling gently despite his weary muscles having half a mind to give up and drop him. He landed on his back, and rested there for a full moment before he reached across and forcefully rearranged Zoey.<br/><br/>One hand pushed her left shoulder up til her shoulders at were square toward him, and another hooked around her body to pull her in against him. Regardless of how exhausted she was - how drained her body had become - he twisted her and planted her front against his side. The action was done in a way she was getting to know well; never quite rough, but certainly firm enough that she couldn't readily stop it. His hand fell to pull her upper leg up toward him, too, regardless of the mess this might create (and entirely oblivious to how it might feel for her recently abused holes.)<br/><br/>But, after that, she truly was given some moments to relax. He was doing the same; her body at his side felt warm and soft, and soon one hand was reaching across to cup and fondle one of her tits. It was an idle action that mostly involved his groping at her, but her firm tit made even that into an entertaining prospect.<br/><br/>"You can rest with me a moment, there'll be time for you to clean up" He mused his answer vaguely, but his voice grew brighter and closer to playful as he progressed. "Still, I'd say my device works, wouldn't you? Certainly seemed to for you." He chuckled a little, his body shuddering beside hers with the laughs. "I can tune it up, too... But maybe I'll save that in case you're naughty. Which seems to be a problem of the past, so perhaps not even that."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>