"Fuck." Air filled his lungs in gulps as he tried to catch his breath as Tseng let go of his throat. He could only late there for a bit, feeling Tseng's lips moving over his skin as he let everything wash over him. It takes a moment for the spots on the edges of his vision to clear as he looks down at Tseng finally with a content, pleased smile on his lips.

"Fuck- Tseng-" Those were all the words he could put together in a slightly raspy voice, still overwhelmed and slowly coming off that intense rush he had felt with Tseng cutting off his airway.

"I'm fine, don't worry."