[ The growls die off as maybe it's Caleb's influence or just that Fjord feels so vulnerable around him, but his second orgasm comes with a choked cry past the wizard's cheek before hiding in the curve of his shoulder, every pulse of his cock throbbing against Caleb's; the water around them grows ever so slightly warmer for a moment before the hygiene system sucks away any mess (and there would have been a lot), leaving him shuddering against Caleb as he remembers enough to keep stroking him.
The air is hot and steamy, and he feels like he's a melting weight against him. ]
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The air is hot and steamy, and he feels like he's a melting weight against him. ]