His own explosion came one thrust later, Marco gurnting and releasing a breath that he didn't even know he was holding. He collapsed on top of her, breathing heavily and bringing her into an embrace. "Better hope I don't recover before you," he teased, "Because I might be tempted for a little more you-know-what."<br/><br/>His hand, slowly, with no true motivation, went towards the foot still wrapped around his waste. Just before it reached them, he leaned over and gave her a kiss before re-arranging them so she laid on top of him, hugging her to his chest.