"Do it," he murmurs, almost purring...there is a low rumble building in his chest as He Ming gives in and spills into his hand. Cehd'ra's own cock twinges in empathy, the scent enough to make him moan as he lifts his hand up to his mouth to lick it clean.

"Mnh..." He reaches, draping his other arm over He Ming's middle and pulls their bodies together in a careful embrace. The events of yesterday are fading under the simple haze of sex. There will come a time when they won't be ignored so easily but for now this is good. Reaffirming with each other that they're both just fine for all they've been through.