Javik's leg twitched at the licking, fighting to keep his hips from bucking or his thighs from closing around Damon's head. The punctures throbbed, but the pain was dulled by everything else that was happening. Even if he didn't count the fifty thousand years in stasis, his body was still responding to attention it hadn't had in a long time. It wasn't long before Damon's persistence, and curiosity, were rewarded. The ventral plating between Javik's legs split, and his erection slid free, slick and red to match the rest of him. The skin was still loose near the crown, but there was no missing the rigid sub-dermal plating that lined the underside of his cock. Teeth bared, Javik watched Damon with a dazed sort of intensity.