But I ain't no madman.

[whitetwoguns]

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[orangetoughguy]

It does its job.

[Another observation before he shifts with Larry to better fit against him for a real kiss. Mouth to mouth, he holds the kiss longer, close enough that if he blinks his lashes might brush against the old man. Don't they call it a butterfly kiss or something? Fucking romantic. The TV's still on but Freddy can't really make out what's on it, he's not paying attention to it at all.]

[whitetwoguns]

[Swapping spit, rolling his tongue with the other man's. Larry can feel his jaw move. This is the second best way to appreciate the marvel of his mouth.]

I love you.

[Nip. Nip. Pant.

So fucking romantic on their hardwood floor. The sea life feature is winding down. Those turtles are heading on home to the shore to start all over again.]

[orangetoughguy]

I fuckin' love you.

[He replies between nips to Larry's lip. Oof, that's right, it's a hard floor. Freddy guides the old man to sit up. The couch, his lounge chair, or a shower? It's still a little too early at night for bed unless the kid worked him over so much he needs a bear nap.]

[whitetwoguns]

[Shower because sleep isn't going to be too far after. Freddy could guide him off of a building right now. It's stupid. It's wonderful. Ain't that what love does to people? Hits you while you're down, makes you fall into dumb decisions in a heartbeat?

All Mr. White knows. If it means living this life, feeling how he feels right now, he honestly doesn't care.]