Hallbjorn nodded when Kara told him that she thought of nothing when she touched herself before. He knew that she would not lie to him. He did not object to her saying that she would tell him what was on her mind as she touched herself at his behest, and soon she began to play with her body and describe the things she imagined. He watched her face as she began to explore herself, and then followed her hands as they moved down her body. He split his attention between what her hands were doing and looking to see the pleasure on her face as she played with herself.<br/><br/>When Kara's hand moved lower, Hallbjorn sat up to get a better view. He watched her begin to tease her sex and his hand went to his own length. Hallbjorn wrapped a large hand around his slick length, still wet with Kara's release, and he began to slowly pump his hand up and down on that organ to ease some of the ache he felt. His arousal was entirely from watching Kara's self-pleasuring; his hand on his length served only to soothe the aching hardness of his length.<br/><br/>As Kara played with her sex and she came close to her end Hallbjorn focused entirely on what she was doing between her thighs. His hand continued to slowly rise and fall along his length. The motions were relatively quiet and he hoped that it did not ruin the moment to hear the slick travel of his fist along his penis. But soon Kara's words were cut off by her orgasm that continued for a very long time and he knew that she had been fully into what she was doing. While she recovered he stopped stroking himself and let his hand move away from his penis, and lay back down beside Kara so that he would be there for her eyes.<br/><br/>He nodded and gently kissed Kara when she posed her question. "You did. You pleased me very well." Hallbjorn told Kara. "My perfect, good girl." He said to her lovingly and affectionately. This was one of those times when having a nice big bath tub would be perfect. Hallbjorn wrapped his arms and picked Kara up. "Let us go get cleaned up." He told her. He noted as he picked her up that her claws had done some damage to the comforter but it did not bother him. He would just have to remember to remove such things in the future if they enjoyed each other on the bed. Or take more control of her hands - either restraining her or keeping those cute black claws on his flesh. It excited him when she drew his blood with those claws - which was probably part of the point of them. To keep mates close and to excite them.<br/><br/>Hallbjorn carried the post-orgasm puddle of boneless girl that was his mate Kara into the bathroom, holding her tight and close to his chest.<br/><br/>He entered the big shower and turned on all of the jets, and soon hot water was sluicing away the sweat and other fluids from their bodies. Steam filled up the air and the overhead vent sucked it up and away. Hallbjorn relaxed with Kara in his arms. Even with his enormous body and arms encompassing her the woman was exposed to the hot water because there were just so many jets and so much coverage. He shifted the woman in his arms and held her against him with one arm while the other reached for the soap. He worked the bar in his hand until it was covered in suds and he gently washed her face and shoulders with one hand. Hallbjorn made quick worked of her upper body, spending far less time on her breasts than he wanted to but not wanting to inflict more on Kara in the state she was in. Then he washed her stomach and sides, moving to her hips. He shifted her, swapping her from one arm to another to wash her back. It was maybe awkward and more trouble the necessary, but he really did not want to let her go and he wanted to cherish her with his touch and take care of her.<br/><br/>The want and need to was especially strong after she had complied so fully with what he demanded of her. She had been such a good girl for him.<br/><br/>His hand moved over her bottom and Hallbjorn knelt to wash her legs. His hands were only briefly on her bottom and between her legs. It was not something that Hallbjorn particularly enjoyed, but he was efficient in cleaning her. Anything more and it would have escalated into something more with her body. That would not, perhaps, have been such a bad thing. When he was finished with her legs Hallbjorn stood up and stroked Kara's face lovingly.<br/><br/>"You were such a good girl, Kara." Hallbjorn said to her in a rich voice that was quietly intimate. "If you think that you can handle it, I think you have earned a taste of your favourite flavour of Hallbjorn. If you still have room after all of the seed you already drank." His length still stood so undeniably hard and ready for her. Hallbjorn's thick penis throbbed, filled with blood. "But if not, you can save this reward for another time." Hallbjorn's hand moved to run through the wet strands of Kara's hair, smoothing it away from her face and threading through it.