She nods; his life is fucking made, and he'll have his tongue deep inside her and his length down her throat at the same time and he fucking loves that shit and they can listen to awesome music and enjoy the day and he freaking made a good decision when he decided to sleep with her.

With a nod, he releases her fingers, leaning in to brush a kiss over her lips. "You're doing awesome," he murmurs," rocking his hips slightly so that his length slides in her palm. "You want some lube? I got some in my drawer. Same one with the condoms. S'berry flavor." The quickly-flashed smile makes it evident that that is not at all a coincidence. "What do you want me to do to you?" he asks, his voice soft. "You want me to go down on you? Gonna have to wait a couple minutes after I come before I can go again. S'normal..."