[Shit that's somethin'. He bites back a groan as he feels himself already reacting to that hand.]
Okay.
[Do you like the sound of that, Lawrence Dimick? The way Freddy submits so easily, putting his trust into those big old hands? They both know it's neither true naivete nor truly just an act. It's part of something he feels he can be around Mr. White, something afforded to him when he donned the name Mr. Orange. Of course, to Larry now he's also Freddy. Lawrence Dimick is the only man on the fucking planet--Earth and otherwise--who knows both. He straddles that lap with ease, knees parted to really lay into him.]
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Okay.
[Do you like the sound of that, Lawrence Dimick? The way Freddy submits so easily, putting his trust into those big old hands? They both know it's neither true naivete nor truly just an act. It's part of something he feels he can be around Mr. White, something afforded to him when he donned the name Mr. Orange. Of course, to Larry now he's also Freddy. Lawrence Dimick is the only man on the fucking planet--Earth and otherwise--who knows both. He straddles that lap with ease, knees parted to really lay into him.]