Every lap and lick of his tongue grew increasingly faster as John delved deep and ate her out. The man shook his head back and forth slowly as well; letting the tip of his nose dance across her clit as his tongue swirled away within her silky core. Just the way her hips bucked against his mouth had a series of muffled moans reverberating against her womanhood too. And the way the Doc cried out his name over and over only egged Grimm on more.
When her body reached the peaks of pleasure at last he made no effort to slow his pace. If anything the Marine redoubled his efforts, seeking to prolong her orgasm and draw it out for as long a possible. At last though, as her arousal pooled into his mouth, Reaper greedily lapped up all that he could before finally pulling away. Just the sight of her there on the couch, legs spread apart and her folds glistening with those sweet juices, was enough to cause his heart to skip a beat. Though the fact that the Doctor was naked from the waist down, expect for a single blue sock that he had somehow missed, was all manner of amusing and enthralling.
Oh there was no denying that John toyed with the notion of continuing on a few more times. If only to see if he could send the blonde into a bliss filled daze, yet the goal had been to help her relax. So with a smile Reaper finally stood at last; licking the last trace of her nectar from his lips, before leaning down to offer a passionate but gentle kiss. When their mouths parted at last John winked her way once more before speaking up anew. "Why don't you rest here for a little bit, Doc. I'll see to getting dinner ready, and bring it out when it's done." Instead of heading straight to the kitchen though the Space Marine paused to fill up her glass with mead, and after handing it over the man moved into the kitchen at last. That smile of his never fading at all.