[Drowning, Griffin had little choice but to cling as hard as he could and ride the crest of this ever growing wave. He'd stopped struggling, if only because he couldn't feel his arms anymore, but his palms were bleeding from his own nails.
It felt like whatever skin-thin membrane between him and Jason had long dissolved, and they were both just this: heat and pleasure and pain and raw need for each other.]
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[Drowning, Griffin had little choice but to cling as hard as he could and ride the crest of this ever growing wave. He'd stopped struggling, if only because he couldn't feel his arms anymore, but his palms were bleeding from his own nails.
It felt like whatever skin-thin membrane between him and Jason had long dissolved, and they were both just this: heat and pleasure and pain and raw need for each other.]