[Luke isn't sure what pushes him over the edge; the hand around his cock or the next wave of resonance ringing through his body, setting his fonons aflame. but all he can think about for the moment is, as his hips press up, trying to get more of Raphael's touch, and more of that resonance, just how surprisingly good everything feels. with a soft moan, almost like a whimper, he cums, eyes squeezed shut as his orgasm wracks through his body alongside the thrum of his fonons vibrating in him. it leaves him gasping for breath; he slumps back down on his bed as he blearily looks up at the angel through cracked eyes. he's not sure if he can go for another round, but that doesn't matter; all he cares about is that he wants more of it]
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