[That sound... Jamie recognizes that, and it washes through his body like a hot liquid, setting his veins on fire.
His breath is a steady stream of curses, the sound rising in the back of his throat--
-- and then breaking off with a high, shivering whine, his breath almost entirely stopping for a moment, then coming again in deep, shuddering gasps. Without thinking, the hand in which his phone is held drops slightly, then goes to hang near his chest-- if Zenyatta listens, he may even be able to hear the quickened fluttering of Jamie's heart, thumping hard as he slowly begins to come down.]
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His breath is a steady stream of curses, the sound rising in the back of his throat--
-- and then breaking off with a high, shivering whine, his breath almost entirely stopping for a moment, then coming again in deep, shuddering gasps. Without thinking, the hand in which his phone is held drops slightly, then goes to hang near his chest-- if Zenyatta listens, he may even be able to hear the quickened fluttering of Jamie's heart, thumping hard as he slowly begins to come down.]