They're still not 'even', but he feels better about bringing her to climax, allowing his own control to slip once again within a few seconds of her body pressing eagerly towards his, her tremble enough to drive him over the edge himself.

(While his 'stamina' may be better than that of a standard human, he is still subject to the limits of his body, and he is completely and utterly worn out - in a very, very good way.)

He likes the way she clings to him, and he doesn't bother to change that as he settles on the bed with her - though this time, he is doing a bit more of the 'sprawl', content with his treasure, his prize.

"...don't think I'm gonna be up for a fourth anytime soon," he teases quietly, pressing light kisses to her shoulder.