Mary's fingers were gentle, delicate against him. She had never really admit it but she was a bit fascinated by his recovery times-or lack thereof. She was quietly in love with the fact that he never really seemed to go soft until long after they were done. It made her feel good, that she could have that effect on him. "Mmmmhm. Had to." She teased, leaning in to kiss up his neck and behind his ear while her fingers teased him.