If the feedback from Kade's overload hadn't shoved him over the peak, the feeling of Kade's fingers digging into sensitized circuits definitely would have. As it was, Krypton didn't know which it was and didn't care - all he was conscious of was the explosive wave of energy as overload slammed through him, amplified yet again by the echoes of Kade's. He cried out in ecstasy but didn't hear it, senses subordinate to the sheer feel of sharing energy like this.

Little by little, it ebbed, and Krypton found himself slumped over Kade with his head on Kade's shoulder and no intention of moving.

"Hey," he murmured, sated and content.