And fall he does, with a loud groan as his release finally comes. The fire running through his veins feels familiar, similar enough and yet different from how he feels in the midst of a battle; but the sense of exertion is the same.

“Ah, I am —“ He fumbles for his words, coming back to himself from, it seems, a far off place, a faint haze of pleasure still coloring his voice. “Did I hurt you; I am sorry..”