[ He was careful with the pressure - making sure to let up when she shuddered. He was careful and gentle, though he was still a little busy when she spoke, making sure that nothing was left to slide out of her. He ran his tongue over his lips as he finally pulled back, looking at her with exhausted but adoring eyes. ]

Dried blood is a little much for one man's tongue, [He murmured, his smile way too fond and soft. ] The fresher is probably free, but I will need at least a few minutes before I can move my legs fully again. ]