[ She makes a thin, plaintive noise when he finally pulls out of her properly - without anything else to distract her, she's suddenly very aware of just how much he left inside her. It's hot and messy and there's so much of it that it's a little embarrassing to think about. ]

I wouldn't say relieved exactly... [ She wraps her arms around his shoulders to steady herself in his arms and shamelessly presses her face into his shirt, breathing in the scent of him. She'd forgotten just how nice it was to be held like this. ] But now you're not a Servant... maybe it's a good thing that you can't keep going forever anymore. ... we could actually get in a whole lot of trouble. And I don't think Prez Saitou would survive me having to go on another "hiatus for health reasons".

[ Of course, for all either of them know, they're already in a whole lot of trouble. Technically the chances are pretty low, but... it would be just their luck, wouldn't it? ]