[ He was drowning, drowning in sensations and warmth and being loved and desire and want and need and so many things. It made him loose his breath, to have those things flooding him and his mind reeled. And yet he did not panic, did not feel like he was loosing air or would be swept away. He floated within the sensations, let them surround him and lift him up.
His kisses became hungry, frantic, desperate for the other in a way he had never wanted from anyone else. ]
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His kisses became hungry, frantic, desperate for the other in a way he had never wanted from anyone else. ]