It wasn't instant. He was far too tense, but slowly, so slowly, Anna's peace spread through him, and he began to relax. It seemed almost to happen in layers, and it felt like waves crashing over him, and drifting back out to sea.
He didn't move, except for the slackening of his tight muscles, and even the hand that gripped his swollen, aching cock slowed and then stopped all together when he finally went completely still.
The only sound was his ragged breath, and the desperate sucking of air in the nose to try to stop the snot from flowing. His eyes squeezed shut, but the tears leaked out anyway, and Chris gave up fighting the sob that wracked his entire body.