Well! That's possibly a new record for Arthur for the shortest time between fucking around and finding out.
"Gmnmfn--"
God that's loud -- god that's sudden -- and god, that's a lot. Arthur freezes in surprise -- not sure if he's supposed to- to- swallow? to spit? it's not unpleasant but there is a lot of it -- until the next moment, when he instinctually tries to breathe and he starts to choke and splutter all over again. Crichton's Fourth of July display overspills from his mouth, and comes out of his nose, and he jerks back, up onto his knees.
He's coughing, and he's laughing, in a blend of triumph and embarrassment and delight, and once he's breathing again he licks his lips exaggeratedly, grinning in Crichton's general direction. Well how about that!
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"Gmnmfn--"
God that's loud -- god that's sudden -- and god, that's a lot. Arthur freezes in surprise -- not sure if he's supposed to- to- swallow? to spit? it's not unpleasant but there is a lot of it -- until the next moment, when he instinctually tries to breathe and he starts to choke and splutter all over again. Crichton's Fourth of July display overspills from his mouth, and comes out of his nose, and he jerks back, up onto his knees.
He's coughing, and he's laughing, in a blend of triumph and embarrassment and delight, and once he's breathing again he licks his lips exaggeratedly, grinning in Crichton's general direction. Well how about that!