Oh he knew. He also knew he was likely going to pass out as soon as he hit the bed anyway. This kind of exertion after little food, less sleep and all that searching would do him in. That said, he wasn't easing off.
He needed this. Mae understood. And really, if he did fall asleep on her before, she had an ample supply of toys to finish herself off with. He just hoped he'd be awake enough to enjoy watching.
Cathair was very, very close to that release he needed. He buried his face in her throat, murmuring lewd compliment against her skin in Gaelic. Fuck, it felt like it'd been forever since they'd done this, his balls ached so hard for release.