"You know what," he manages, moving faster, feeling the water churned around his hand. He's close, wanting to rush over the edge and wanting to hold back, wanting to wait for Neil. He leans their foreheads together and gasps, already shuddering with the effort of keeping himself under control.

"Want you to come for me," he gasps, catching Neil's gaze with his own and holding it, dark. "Wanna see it."