[And of course, having a Spartan's endurance meant Emile was perfectly content to let this run as long as O'Brien wanted to. He does become a little concerned at the choking, but the little ODST seems determined not to let that stop him. Still, he murmurs some encouragement and tries not to twitch his hips too hard, as much as he'd like to just start thrusting into the warm wetness of O'Brien's mouth.]
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Damn, O'Brien. You--you gonna be okay, right?