[ there's a bit of disorientation at first, but once he realizes he's sitting up he reaches out, grabbing Ticky's head and pressing his thumb into the corner of the eye he knows is mechanical. part of him wants to see Ticky lose it, but it's getting increasingly hard considering Ticky knows exactly where to hit to make stars burst behind his eyes.

it's hard, but he's leaning in to kiss him, trying to rock down to take him deeper, harder, with a choked moan against his lips. just a little more --- ]