[Since he's neither he can do whatever he pleases. Larry cranes his neck to press his mouth to Freddy's jaw and neck.]

Nasty? Is that a complaint?

[Teeth drag but don't bite. All that mouth on you, Mr. Orange. Talking like that even though you road on into town on hot hard dick.]

Oh. I get it. Lure me and drag me along, make me believe I'm in charge then just stick it right to me.

[Maybe his smile can't be see, it is there though. He punctuates this point by grinding while they're still together. Shit does that feel good.]