[That smack of a paw gets him panting and clenching around the old man. How's all the exasperated sighing now huh? Freddy sets his own hand on Larry's shoulder, anchoring there so his thighs can work harder. Faster. Deeper. He's upping the pace.]
Nobody else fucks you on my watch.
[Orange insists between huffs and puffs and a solid line of direct eye contact. He presses forehead to forehead too like this'll make him appear anymore menacing.]
Unless you wanna, then you gotta ask. [He licks his lips.]
no subject
Nobody else fucks you on my watch.
[Orange insists between huffs and puffs and a solid line of direct eye contact. He presses forehead to forehead too like this'll make him appear anymore menacing.]
Unless you wanna, then you gotta ask. [He licks his lips.]