But I ain't no madman.

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[orangetoughguy]

I might have to sleep on it, give it some thought you know?

[Freddy jokes before pulling out, slow and steady. Fuck you just never get used to that feeling, he thinks to himself, making another low sigh until they're separated. Below the waist anyway. Another oof and he's resting against Larry's back, the littler spoon despite being in the big spoon's place. Hah. Wiry arms circle White.]

I don't know what the fuck I'd do without you.

[The kid shakes his head, talking quietly under the rainfall.]

[whitetwoguns]

Well. Okay. I mean, don't---rush things.

[He's trying real hard to keep it cool. Took effort to fit on in, it takes effort to pull out. Larry feels that he's earned the right to make as much noise as he sees fit until he's only full of cum, not cock.

Take him by surprise why don't you with the spooning. It feels great. Wiry warm body at his back.]

I don't wanna think about it. ....you know you don't have to either.

[Not about the past and for the future. As it stands the world coming apart is not a thing to separate them. This time.]

[orangetoughguy]

I know.

[Freddy replies against Larry's skin. He draws a lighter knee up to rest between the old man's thighs, gently nudging his balls but most importantly close to his entrance. If Larry's gonna leak he wants him to leak his own cum on himself. As if that's going to keep the bed immaculate, hah.]

All the same you're still a sneaky bastard.

[He presses a kiss to White. And he loves him that way.]