He hissed at the nails scraping over skin, back flexing as he let his hips continue to thrust. Javik was meeting him at his best attempt and Damon was debating on going into a faster pace, one that he knew the prothean wouldn't be able to match, but that he'd likely enjoy all the same.

Testing, he did so for a few bursts, pleasure tight and aching in his stomach as he watched to see Javik's reactions.