His toes flexed, legs moving to rest his feet against Newt's side to grip him, pull him in closer even as the tip of his tail started to move a little more erratically over him. He was trying, Newt, but he could only try so hard.

And then his orgasm all but exploded out of him, making his back arch, shoulders pinned to the couch as he bowed outward, praises to God and Newt and his mouth leaving him in a trail of broken German.