Being drowned like this under an attack of physical affection from Jack was a blissful way to go under, and under Andrew went.
Jack broke the kiss and Andrew tried to use the chance to breathe, failing spectacularly. "Fuck Jack, fuck that feels so good, good, god, fuck, how, how did we not do this before, how could we go on for so long without, without this-" he stammered and panted and babbled, lost in what he was feeling and how much he loved Jack.