[Eyes screw shut, concentrating on the sensation.]
Oh fuck, Freddy.
[Spreading him wider and wider. If this means feeling like this each time, he's happy to be closed for business from anyone else but this young gun.]
Guide me.
[One more slip and he's about sitting flush up against his lap. He feels confident enough to let go of the couch to paw down Freddy's freckled chest. Nothing appears to be out of the norm. That must mean it's working fine.]
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Oh fuck, Freddy.
[Spreading him wider and wider. If this means feeling like this each time, he's happy to be closed for business from anyone else but this young gun.]
Guide me.
[One more slip and he's about sitting flush up against his lap. He feels confident enough to let go of the couch to paw down Freddy's freckled chest. Nothing appears to be out of the norm. That must mean it's working fine.]