[ Getting hard to breathe, now, and that's a rush. Leaning back away from the wall to try and follow Locus, to try to get some of the pressure off of his throat, to try to get more of his skin rubbing against Locus'. ]
Just you.
[ Them, this- whatever it is, however long it lasts? Its theirs. ]
no subject
Just you.
[ Them, this- whatever it is, however long it lasts? Its theirs. ]