[ He doesn't gasp for breath after that release comes. Again, that's not the Vorish thing to do. Instead, he controls himself: he takes a deep and rather shaky breath, but doesn't gasp for it. Still, he's transparently affected: his muscles tremble very slightly, and he swallows hard, and his eyelids droop very slightly. Not from weakness, but from the sheer weight of pleasure overtaking him as he breathes again. All those chemicals firing right into the pleasure-centers of his lizard brain, rewarding him for surviving these cruel attentions.
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The quip is not as quick or as quippy as usual. ]
What, choking me? I thought it was about fun.