Something about that soft, guiding voice digs into him. It fills him with such a swell of comfort. He loves taking care of this man, but to feel as though he is looked after in return is... it's amazing. Just those simple words. He rides him through his peak, until Dimitri is entirely spent, before pausing to catch his breath. He could very easily keep going. He doesn't feel like he needs to chase pleasure though.

Not when he's felt it so completely, in every aspect, right here. His chest heaves, he lowers himself again to rest against Dimitri. To just be there and enjoy this afterglow with him. To feel how they breathe in unison. He can feel Dimitri's heart fluttering against his own silent chest, and the sweat dampened prickle of his skin. He feels so very alive.

So acutely human. These moments of heightened perception are often overwhelming for him. Like staring at the sun. Today though, he will stare at it until he is blind.