Wing leans in and kisses him, hard and slow, licking into Ambulon's mouth and moaning shakily as he tastes himself, his optics pale and blazing when he finally draws away. He lets go of Ambulon briefly, but only to push himself up onto shaky knees and straddle Ambulon's hips, rubbing the slick heat of his valve against Ambulon's length before he arches and pushes down, sliding Ambulon into him.

"Oh," he chokes, voice ragged with static--he's achingly sensitive, and he clenches down helplessly as Ambulon slides deep. "Ambulon--"