[ you look up! or so lance would say, if he were able to speak at all. as it is, he can only continue to cough and hack up whatever he hadn't already managed to swallow. he lurches forward when he's shoved, bends over for a few seconds before he suddenly flings himself backward, so that his face is tilted up, head leaning back against the curve of keith's shoulder. his coughs eventually subside, till he's left prone and panting for breath, eyes wide-eyed like he were seeing stars.
a couple of seconds pass where he smacks at his lips... ]
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a couple of seconds pass where he smacks at his lips... ]
That was
so gross.