For Sagramore, Laertes can be stillness itself. He moves only when Sagramore tugs him one direction or another. He makes no sound at all, except the steady, slow rush of his breath through his nostrils. As the sediment settles around them, Sagramore may notice that Laertes is fully hard, but he doesn't seem aware of it himself; all his attention is bent on Sagramore's face, as focused as Sagramore's own.
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