Marcus watched as Seras pulled and pushed herself up enough for her face to break the surface.  She sucked in desperate gasps of air, and he smiled at the exhaustion and wildness on her face.  He wasn't smart, but he knew how close he'd brought her to the edge.  Had he held her under just a few seconds more, she probably wouldn't have found the strength to pull herself up.<br/><br/>But she'd given him quite a bit of pleasure... he had no memories, but he was fairly sure that it had been a really good orgasm.  Also, he was convinced that he'd given her one as well --- her red face and panting wasn't entirely from the suffocation, was it? --- and that was filling him with (possibly) misplaced male pride.  As such, he was in a good mood.<br/><br/>He moved forward, and as she was choking and coughing, trying to catch her breath, he reached out and dipped his hand into the ooze beneath her head; he pulled on her, using his strong arms to sit her up so she could breathe more easily.  He used her ponytail to help haul her up, but once she was sitting he moved to sit next to her, settling down beside her, even passing an arm around her waist under the ooze to help support her.  After almost killing her for his pleasure, now he was being comparatively gentle... and he didn't think it all that insane.<br/><br/>"Was good," he said happily as she was still panting for breath.  "Very good.  For you?"