[There might have been a faint utterance of "maggot" against his lips, but Albel was a little too interested in enjoying himself. He wasn't even thinking about who else could see them, about just how many levels of wrong this was. Right now he only had the patience to think about Fayt, and what Fayt was doing with his lips, and how he might have just been rocking his body against his when Albel finally needed to pull away for air.]
[He went right back for more almost right away though, barely giving himself enough time to catch his breath. Drowning fish were apparently okay to keep drowning and all that.]
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[He went right back for more almost right away though, barely giving himself enough time to catch his breath. Drowning fish were apparently okay to keep drowning and all that.]