Ned stays with him through the orgasm, doesn't take his eyes off him or stop moving. He's close, too, but he holds off, because he doesn't want to miss a second of this. It's more important to him in that moment to watch Ginsberg, to listen to him and feel the shudders pass through his body, than to pay attention to his body's own requests. It's wonderful, to hear Ginsberg say his name like that, to hear the notes of surprise and delight in his gasps for air.

Once he can feel Ginsberg twitching with the aftershocks he stills his thrusts, pulling out with a muffled whimper. Ned flops onto the bed beside him, their bodies pressed close, and starts kissing him through the come down, messy and affectionate.