[Freddy breathes like his skin is shivering from the cold but it's really just the comedown. He rolls right onto his stomach without argument, ass presented halfway up so he can angle his face and bury it into the pillow that still smells like Mr. White's hair. It feels so right this way, so comfortable and real, real enough to lull the kid into sleep.]
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Eat me out, man.
[Freddy breathes like his skin is shivering from the cold but it's really just the comedown. He rolls right onto his stomach without argument, ass presented halfway up so he can angle his face and bury it into the pillow that still smells like Mr. White's hair. It feels so right this way, so comfortable and real, real enough to lull the kid into sleep.]