Near released Clark's wrist almost immediately, taking a last lick before he did so. When he finally opened his eyes, they were unfocused, and far too intense for their usual blank state.
His whole body felt pleasantly warm, and Near had to lean against the closet or he would have most likely fallen to the floor. He didn't trust himself to speak, not yet; even though he was much more focused now than he had been when Clark had first arrived. The whole experience had been orgasmic, to say the least, and Near was fairly sure that his voice would betray him if he dared to speak.