She always thanked him. He wasn't sure if it was leftover conditioning from Eterna, or if Allison really was that grateful. He huffed a laugh and slipped two fingers through the bars, swiping come from her chin and smearing it on her lips as he studied her, dirty with his come, cheeks flushed from exertion and likely shame. If it was the last time he would see her like this, he was going to remember it.
"It was my pleasure," he demurred. "Now clean yourself up. And the toy."