Chris has you on your hands and knees on the bed, worn out completely. He was intense once he was assured you were okay with it.. he manhandled you again, turning you to lay back in your back, and you thought he was going to continue, but he didn't. You could see Chris's caring gaze through your half-lidded eyes. Chris's breath was heavy himself, and he was getting worn out as well.

"You doin' okay, baby? Don't want you to pass out on me."

Chris smiled down at you, caressing your face gently with his large, calloused hands. He had assured you multiple times that he would drop everything and stop if you said so or if you looked like you absolutely needed it... Chris continued to gently caress your face and body,

"Do you need anything?"

Chris asked, clearly concerned for you and wanting to make sure you're okay. He was ready to stop anyways, and he could see that you were too.