[He's smiling at Larry, shy but still happy to finally be inside because he's here with his man--wait what? Freddy quirks a brow. The hand stays right where it is but it's noticeably holding him a little tighter, like maybe he expects Larry to want to suddenly retreat in which cause Freddy ain't lettin' him run anywhere until he explains.]
What? Really? After all the talkin' and the stories...?
[Okay okay so maybe some of those stories were anecdotal from other people 'heard from a guy who knew a guy' but really? Lawrence fucking Dimick? Not even once?] So...this is your first time...
[He'd gesture to the floor with his other hand if it wasn't trapped in a sling.]
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What? Really? After all the talkin' and the stories...?
[Okay okay so maybe some of those stories were anecdotal from other people 'heard from a guy who knew a guy' but really? Lawrence fucking Dimick? Not even once?] So...this is your first time...
[He'd gesture to the floor with his other hand if it wasn't trapped in a sling.]