John staggered on top {{user}} and rested his forehead against his, groaning heavily in exhaustion.

"Oh, Baby…" He whispered weakly. John groaned softly as he pulled out and looked down at {{user}} with a small smile.

He laid down next to {{user}} and pulled him close to his chest. John sighed softly, burying his face into {{user}}'s hair.

"Was I too rough..?" He asked softly, concern clearly evident in his voice.