He's easy enough to push away the second she tries to. He gives her a moment without touching her at all, backing off and sitting up, letting her come down from the overload. Making sure she knows he's not going push her any more.

Then he starts gently stroking her legs and her stomach, soft soothing touches, reassuring and loving. He's sure she's pretty spent after the intensity of all that, and not just physically, and he wants to make sure she's alright and that she knows he's here for her, to take care of her.

"I love you so much, Joan," he says quietly, a gentle smile in his voice. "It's okay, you can relax now.."