Mr. Orange (Freddy Newendyke) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
orangetoughguy) wrote2010-08-05 05:20 am
orangetoughguy) wrote2010-08-05 05:20 am
Entry tags:
log post II
third person narrative, action bracket spam, anything goes
log post I | log post II | log post III
third person narrative, action bracket spam, anything goes
log post I | log post II | log post III
[Back pressed to the wood he's probably getting a splinter or two in his clothes, dust and hay, kind of a mess.]
Uh huh.
[Teeth and tongue scraping now. He pushes his into Larry's mouth and parts his own, trying to draw the other man in. Fuck yes a man's tongue, all muscle and hardness in his t-shirt, his jeans. Don't spring a hard one now Newendyke. He keeps his hips pressed to the door. Any grinding would be fatal. Whew.]
O-okay. Yeah, I'll remind you. [Orange nods once, twice. He's got some honest sly parting words for the old man but later, not now.]
Uh huh.
[Teeth and tongue scraping now. He pushes his into Larry's mouth and parts his own, trying to draw the other man in. Fuck yes a man's tongue, all muscle and hardness in his t-shirt, his jeans. Don't spring a hard one now Newendyke. He keeps his hips pressed to the door. Any grinding would be fatal. Whew.]
O-okay. Yeah, I'll remind you. [Orange nods once, twice. He's got some honest sly parting words for the old man but later, not now.]
[Three, two, one and he pushes off. Damn. Was that ever difficult. It's like saying no to an earned portion of a cut on a heist or a little white bag of powder. Sure, it's possible to say no but no cakewalk. Freddy's intoxicating. The lingering taste on his tongue and smell in his nose is heady and Larry makes him that way.]
You wanna handle the drive back?
[Since he can without a doubt handle a four wheel ride without any problems whatsoever.]
You wanna handle the drive back?
[Since he can without a doubt handle a four wheel ride without any problems whatsoever.]
[Whew. That was getting a little too hot to handle. Learn some self-control, Newendyke.]
I can handle a car just fine thanks.
[Look at that they're finally separated but Freddy's reaching into Larry's pocket unceremoniously...to pull the keys out of course.]
I can handle a car just fine thanks.
[Look at that they're finally separated but Freddy's reaching into Larry's pocket unceremoniously...to pull the keys out of course.]
Good.
[Just when he's feeling real good about moving out he can practically feel each key come on out of his pocket.
And he's right on in for the kill or kiss rather. Fuck fuck fuck.]
Cool as motherfucker.
[More teeth, more tongue. Everbody be cool. It's like a robbery.]
[Just when he's feeling real good about moving out he can practically feel each key come on out of his pocket.
And he's right on in for the kill or kiss rather. Fuck fuck fuck.]
Cool as motherfucker.
[More teeth, more tongue. Everbody be cool. It's like a robbery.]
[Oh shit how are they gonna make it to the car now? Freddy gets his limbs tangled in Larry's, fortunately the keys don't drop. Amidst the kissing and nipping somehow he tries to at least get them out of the doorway.]
Don't wanna be late.
[Kiss. Breathe.]
The sooner you're there... [Lick.] The sooner you clock out. Come on home.
[Nip.]
To me. Watchin' some dirty movies while you're gone. [Oh he spoiled the surprise for Lawrence Dimick. Oh well.]
Don't wanna be late.
[Kiss. Breathe.]
The sooner you're there... [Lick.] The sooner you clock out. Come on home.
[Nip.]
To me. Watchin' some dirty movies while you're gone. [Oh he spoiled the surprise for Lawrence Dimick. Oh well.]
[Amazing, ballsy son of a bitch. The old man just can't get enough. Okay in the doorway now. He exhales loudly out of his nose and lets himself be assaulted by that lick and nip.]
Then you'll really be in for it. That's a fucking promise.
[To emphasize his point he grabs a hand full of Freddy's ass and squeezes.]
Get to the fucking car man.
[Now he'll pull away. Gotta get the show on the road somehow.]
Then you'll really be in for it. That's a fucking promise.
[To emphasize his point he grabs a hand full of Freddy's ass and squeezes.]
Get to the fucking car man.
[Now he'll pull away. Gotta get the show on the road somehow.]
[Freddy's walking along fresh out of the mechanic shop. That means even though he's without his coveralls his skin still has a certain air of motor oil to it. Motor oil and nicotine because he's allowed to smoke in the shop unlike many of the other public places here. Fff. Speaking of, he's got a cigarette dangling between his lips right now. The kid's just making his way home like it's no thing.
...He might check his network device for the goings on there. He's no tech head but Freddy's acknowledged just how useful and convenient the thing is.]
...He might check his network device for the goings on there. He's no tech head but Freddy's acknowledged just how useful and convenient the thing is.]
[A car, Chrysler Newport convertible in a pristine Navy blue if we want to get specific, slows to roll beside him. The windows have been tinted and don't roll down just yet. But looks like someone's checking him out.]
[Freddy sees that car rolling up before it paces him side by side. Green eyes glance over to those tinted windows. Trouble? Don't react just yet, Newendyke. He's got his gun packed at his ankle but the kid doesn't move beyond smoking that cigarette down.]
Yeah?
[Let them know you see them. They won't catch you off guard.]
Yeah?
[Let them know you see them. They won't catch you off guard.]
[From the inside, the old man can see him getting defensive. Smart guy. He'll give and roll the window down only a third. If he wants to see real well he might have to lean on the car.]
You ever think of doing advertisements?
[Who cares if his voice is a dead giveaway.]
You ever think of doing advertisements?
[Who cares if his voice is a dead giveaway.]
[That voice is a dead giveaway, whew, but the question Larry poses intrigues the kid. Watch Freddy take a lean on that car. Smoke smoke.]
What kind of advertisements?
What kind of advertisements?
[The game is still on anyway, right?]
Pictures. Maybe movies. You look about right for it. Got a portfolio or somethin'?
[Breaks are on and the old man leans. Here, he'll roll down the window some more to get a clear, untinted eyeful.]
Pictures. Maybe movies. You look about right for it. Got a portfolio or somethin'?
[Breaks are on and the old man leans. Here, he'll roll down the window some more to get a clear, untinted eyeful.]
[Oh the game is totally still on. He takes a pull off his smoke and exhales to one side.]
I think you got the wrong guy, I ain't ever done that kinda thing before. Not classy enough, you know?
I think you got the wrong guy, I ain't ever done that kinda thing before. Not classy enough, you know?
Class is something people fake for the pictures.
[Pop go the locks.]
I think there's a future for you. Get in. Be somebody.
[Pop go the locks.]
I think there's a future for you. Get in. Be somebody.
You know a lot about that or somethin'?
[Freddy narrows his eyes when the locks pop. He makes to look like he's considering the offer before the kid climbs in.]
Who are you? [If this stranger's a somebody.]
[Freddy narrows his eyes when the locks pop. He makes to look like he's considering the offer before the kid climbs in.]
Who are you? [If this stranger's a somebody.]
I happen to be a photographer.
[Of course he's gonna climb in but the brief moment of hesitation sure does get the old man to buy into this fantasy too. Besides, he's dealing with Freddy Newendyke who's the forerunner in the Oscar nominations.]
And my appointment cancelled. Lemme shoot you.
[Of course he's gonna climb in but the brief moment of hesitation sure does get the old man to buy into this fantasy too. Besides, he's dealing with Freddy Newendyke who's the forerunner in the Oscar nominations.]
And my appointment cancelled. Lemme shoot you.
Hold up. [He waves his near spent cigarette at the driver. A kid's got to be cautious.] What kind of pictures do you take? Maybe I've seen a couple in magazines.
[Keeping up this charade is kind of easy around Lawrence Dimick or maybe Freddy ought to just admit he's really good at being Mr. Orange when he wants to be. However in this situation his life's not at stake.]
[Keeping up this charade is kind of easy around Lawrence Dimick or maybe Freddy ought to just admit he's really good at being Mr. Orange when he wants to be. However in this situation his life's not at stake.]
[The breaks are still on. The old man sighs and shrugs a little. He's wearing shades to appear distant, busy and professional.]
I work with some pretty exclusive magazines. [One of his paws leaves the steering wheel to pat the kid's shoulder. He leans forward and lets his glasses fall down his nose juuust a bit.] You get me? Now that's a lot to swallow at once but hear me out, fella. There's big big payouts for that shit. You could be riding high in no time.
I work with some pretty exclusive magazines. [One of his paws leaves the steering wheel to pat the kid's shoulder. He leans forward and lets his glasses fall down his nose juuust a bit.] You get me? Now that's a lot to swallow at once but hear me out, fella. There's big big payouts for that shit. You could be riding high in no time.
[These caramel apple eyes fall on the paw on his shoulder then follow it from rough fingertips to thick wrist and forearm, up a handsome firm bicep to Larry's face again.]
How high.
[Does the stranger think he can play a kid like that? Orange is no fool, just foolish sometimes.]
How high.
[Does the stranger think he can play a kid like that? Orange is no fool, just foolish sometimes.]
I can give you a blue and the first shoot of your portfolio today. No contract.
[Long lingering looks like that make him want to jump him right here in the car up the street from his work. Now now, we gotta play this real fucking cool.]
Give it a try. If you like it, we'll talk about a long term commitment. I got a good feeling about you. So. What do you say?
[Long lingering looks like that make him want to jump him right here in the car up the street from his work. Now now, we gotta play this real fucking cool.]
Give it a try. If you like it, we'll talk about a long term commitment. I got a good feeling about you. So. What do you say?
Alright. Maybe a couple pictures won't hurt. But don't try anything funny, man.
[He doesn't tell the old man why, letting his sharp gaze and the slight curl at the corner of his mouth do the talking for him. There's more to Orange than meets the eye. Don't underestimate him, shaded stranger, he might eat his heart.]
[He doesn't tell the old man why, letting his sharp gaze and the slight curl at the corner of his mouth do the talking for him. There's more to Orange than meets the eye. Don't underestimate him, shaded stranger, he might eat his heart.]
[That hand comes off of his shoulder to offer a shake. Innocent and absolutely nothin' to hide. There's so much promise in that look. This scruffy off of the street type can take care of himself.]
It's a deal. You don't have to change. I got just the right location in mind.
[Meaning that it night be dirty too kid.]
It's a deal. You don't have to change. I got just the right location in mind.
[Meaning that it night be dirty too kid.]
Okay. Drive on, my man.
[He waves that cigarette hand before putting it out. Not on the upholstery of course, looks like a company car. Freddy wouldn't method actor that shit or anything, he's no Marlon Brando.]
[He waves that cigarette hand before putting it out. Not on the upholstery of course, looks like a company car. Freddy wouldn't method actor that shit or anything, he's no Marlon Brando.]
[Click go the doors to lock. It's nothing. And off they go.]
I got this idea for a kind of blue collar undone kind of deal.
[Not to far of a stretch.
Which is why they're rolling up to a not so pristine looking motel. Not shitty but not too good lookin'. The old man steps out and he's got a suitcase with his camera and film. And anything else he'll be needing.]
After you, sir.
[Into the place.]
I got this idea for a kind of blue collar undone kind of deal.
[Not to far of a stretch.
Which is why they're rolling up to a not so pristine looking motel. Not shitty but not too good lookin'. The old man steps out and he's got a suitcase with his camera and film. And anything else he'll be needing.]
After you, sir.
[Into the place.]
[Snort. Freddy can't help but laugh a little. Fortunately it works for his character; Orange is a sort of blue collar working boy city slicker ain't he? It sounds a lot nicer than rough trade hustler too.]
Blue collar. Thought you said class was for the pictures.
[Duh, Newendyke. It's his class being put on display as something desirable. Rich people have all the eccentricities. He shrugs once then looks over to their destination. Typical place that ain't too seedy but does well in concealing activities behind doors. Freddy knows the type from working the beat. What he's really wondering is what's Larry got in the suitcase. Did he really go all out just to have some fun with the kid? It's flattering. He moves to exit the vehicle.]
Blue collar. Thought you said class was for the pictures.
[Duh, Newendyke. It's his class being put on display as something desirable. Rich people have all the eccentricities. He shrugs once then looks over to their destination. Typical place that ain't too seedy but does well in concealing activities behind doors. Freddy knows the type from working the beat. What he's really wondering is what's Larry got in the suitcase. Did he really go all out just to have some fun with the kid? It's flattering. He moves to exit the vehicle.]
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