[ oh fuck-- is about his last coherent thought before everything sort of blurs, rolls into one feeling that crashes back and forth, pulling and pushing like an undercurrent, dragging him down below its surface, and he doesn't even want to pull himself out, just lets himself be pulled down, down, down--
But eventually he comes out of it, the waves recede, and he's breathless and exhausted and-- ]
Um. Wow.
[ It comes out as a hoarse whisper as he pulls away, rolls onto his side. His mouth feels so dry, and he licks his lips.
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But eventually he comes out of it, the waves recede, and he's breathless and exhausted and-- ]
Um. Wow.
[ It comes out as a hoarse whisper as he pulls away, rolls onto his side. His mouth feels so dry, and he licks his lips.
That sure was a thing. ]