He let his head lay back against the man's firm shoulder when his strong fingers let his hair free.  Peter didn't want to move.  He felt quite happy just sitting on the man's lap, safe and secure.  He felt the man nuzzle against the side of his head which Peter lazily pressed back against.<br/><br/>"Mmm..."  Came Peter's soft voice as his breath caught back up with him.  The man called him a good boy, and he couldn't help but smile while Marcus rubbed his chest idly.<br/><br/>Eventually, he was lifted by the man, a small grunt coming from Peter's throat as the man withdrew his member.  Peter moved forward on all fours before collapsing slowly on his stomach on the bed.  He was still a bit sore, but he couldn't say he didn't thoroughly enjoy it.  With a kiss on his head, Marcus slid from the bed.  Peter didn't see what he was doing until a towel was set beside him.<br/><br/>Peter leaned on his side to grab it before scooting to the edge of the bed and sitting.  He glanced up at the man before blushing, his hands unfolding the towel and wiping the seed from his stomach that had smeared there when he'd collapsed down onto the bed.<br/><br/>He stood with a slight flinch and soft hiss as his rear stung just a little.  Peter's face burned a bit deeper as Marcus gave reassuring words.  The boy took the bottle offered to him before opening it and drinking some.<br/><br/>"Sure.  It's been...fun, so far."  He gave a sheepish grin before following the man who opened the door.  Peter stayed close behind Marcus eying him the entire way.  He found himself wanting to touch the man more, but he refrained as he was still quite shy about such things in public.<br/><br/>They made their way to the common room shortly after leaving Marcus' personal room.