[Focusing on the head like that while he ices his prostate just intensifies the trembling. The tighter the grip Larry puts on him the better it feels too. Everything about right now feels like some exercise in contradictory sensations.]
What the fuck are you readin' man.
[But Freddy nods, giving Larry the greenlight to fill him up some more. His back bows even more now that he's on his elbows and his knees spread a little wider as if it'll make taking a piece of ice easier. That only works for size, Newendyke. Nevertheless that second piece, like the first, slips in best when he tightens, practically a vice around Larry's fingers. Human Torch, says the old man?]
Why are you doin' this to me, Mr. Freeze? [Play along Dimick, even if you don't even know who Dr. Victor Fries is.]
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What the fuck are you readin' man.
[But Freddy nods, giving Larry the greenlight to fill him up some more. His back bows even more now that he's on his elbows and his knees spread a little wider as if it'll make taking a piece of ice easier. That only works for size, Newendyke. Nevertheless that second piece, like the first, slips in best when he tightens, practically a vice around Larry's fingers. Human Torch, says the old man?]
Why are you doin' this to me, Mr. Freeze? [Play along Dimick, even if you don't even know who Dr. Victor Fries is.]