[Damn those cowboys look better and better every day. Freddy cranes his neck to let Larry's chiseled nose fit better.]
How I...wanna make you feel...good.
[He brushes his lips along his jaw only to brace White again when they're on the move. Oof. Right on the foot of his bed. It's a comfortable place. Freddy looks up with sharp green eyes.]
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How I...wanna make you feel...good.
[He brushes his lips along his jaw only to brace White again when they're on the move. Oof. Right on the foot of his bed. It's a comfortable place. Freddy looks up with sharp green eyes.]
Use me up to feel good, tough guy.