Soren's hands moved up to Bill's hair, tugging gently. His breaths came deep and ragged, and whenever Bill's hand moved faster, he whimpered. The sounds were bouncing around in the cave, echoing and reverberating a few times before fading, surrounding them with the sounds of their labor.
It was too good for Soren to last much longer, and he gave a faint, barely audible warning.
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