No signs of discomfort, there's only a blissful, post-coitus expression on his face. He's keenly aware of the loss of Ivan's mouth and he tenses for the brief moment it seemed Ivan might move elsewhere. Was it goo form to practically fall against the side of one's LSPT? David isn't sure, but he's not about to ask before doing just that.

"I didn't do any of the work," he replies with a small shrug. That had been far less frightening than he thought it would be and he doesn't think he would have done it without the man's encouragement. He adds a moment later, "Thank you."