[Connor can feel the pressure building inside him, and he digs his fingers into the SQUIP's back and gasps as he tightens around it. His thighs tremble and his back arches slightly as he comes with a groan, overwhelmed by the combination of the rough thrusts and the hard stroking. There's no mess afterwards, but it's obvious he's finished because he relaxes his grip and pants against the SQUIP's ear.]
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