Tragos grunted as she clenched, and squeezed her a little tighter in return. He kinda like the idea of falling asleep inside her cos it might mean waking up fucking her. Practicalities of that be damned, it sounded hot. "Uh huh, I'll rest. Just gotta - get my hand comfortable," he said, nuzzling down into the pillow behind her as if to settle, but tucking his hand firmly between her thighs. She was slick and sticky and smelled like sex, but then, so did he.