Her lips parted in a silent, exhausted agony, until the barest low nearly-impercetible vocalization issued forth.
His eyes glimmered briefly with something unnamed. He lifted her index finger between his thumb and forefinger, bending it backwards and off to one side until the noise was audible.
He felt his pants growing ever-tighter.
He busied himself with the adjacent appendage. He watched, mesmerized, as Edian's eyes briefly rolled into the back of her skull before settling again, on his face, an unfathomable expression adorning itthe otherwise agonized features. Her breathing grew increasingly shallow and labored, moisture dampening the sides of her face.
With the absence of her voice box, she was incapable of excessive vocalization.
He at last began to stroke himself.
he decided instead to grind himself into the edge of the lab table