And Arthur laughs, giving Sheehan a playfully dramatic kiss on the forehead when he manages to get to his feet. "I'm afraid I already did. Or haven't you heard the French?"

And admittedly his first few steps are a limp, between shaky post-orgasm legs and the bad idea of kneeling the entire time, but it's only a minute before he's in and out of the bathroom, wiping himself down with a cloth before he brings a warm, damp one back to give Sheehan a clean as well.