[Puffing and softly moaning as he comes down on down from the high--and boy what a high he still holds tight to those honey locks. A look down he watches Freddy's pale cheeks now sporting some color and those eyes looking on up at him.]
Save some for me.
[A tug up on his hair should be a clear tell of what he'd like next.]
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Save some for me.
[A tug up on his hair should be a clear tell of what he'd like next.]