[Mr. Orange. A fucking cop. How is this even right or possible? He's in too deep like another sand trap, one that he doesn't want to leave for any reason. What would be the point anyway when he'd have been haunted the rest of his life by a pair of eyes that were such a shade of green when he asked to be held. It was a different shade than when he caught them now and then at the bar with Joe and Eddie.
Fuck he loves him. He loves being fucked by him.]
Now you, cowboy. [Mumbled against his uneven toned skin. He is a well trained bear to listen so well.] Come in my ass
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[Mr. Orange. A fucking cop. How is this even right or possible? He's in too deep like another sand trap, one that he doesn't want to leave for any reason. What would be the point anyway when he'd have been haunted the rest of his life by a pair of eyes that were such a shade of green when he asked to be held. It was a different shade than when he caught them now and then at the bar with Joe and Eddie.
Fuck he loves him. He loves being fucked by him.]
Now you, cowboy. [Mumbled against his uneven toned skin. He is a well trained bear to listen so well.] Come in my ass