He rocks into her more slowly as he comes down, trying to catch his breath. His legs are feeling a little rubbery, and he uses one hand to brace himself against the wall.

Of course it's kind of embarassing that that certainly didn't take long; it kind of feels like being a teenager again in the worst way possible.

He lets out a long breath, turning his head slightly to kiss that little dimple in Chris' neck. "Sorry 'bout that," he mumbles.