Despite domming him stupid all night, Night Sky took a moment to help him adjust, a pillow shoved under his hips to keep them elevated, bindings tested to assure they hadn't shifted uncomfortably. Only once she was sure he was settled did she grab her strap and the accompanying toy — smaller this time around, mercifully.

She slotted it into place, buckled herself in, and took up position behind him, the still vibrating toy finally shut off and grasped so she could slowly remove it. "Oh, deep breath, baby." She warned as she pulled it free and set it aside to be dealt with later. Her fingers, nice and lubed, pressed into the nicely stretched hole. "Try not to pass out on me, sweetness. I want to hear you moan for me."