[It’s getting harder to hold back his moans, and he pants quietly as he gets closer and closer to the edge— until finally he comes, though he has the decency to warn the SQUIP ahead of time by grabbing its shoulders instead. He lets out a shaky moan, though still more muted than usual, and looks back down again. He’s flushed blue and his hair has fallen slightly out of place, but when he sweeps it back into place he looks relatively well put together again.]

Come here.

[Connor pulls the SQUIP back up with a smile, kissing at its neck gently.]