[Not moving away tells him so much. Those legs on either side of him compress more to hold him some other way.]
Freddy. [This time it's not a warning, it's begging.] That fucking mouth of yours. Fucking...Freddy.
[And there he goes. For a moment Larry feels like he knocked a hole in the floor the way his head falls back and his eyes roll shut. Each wave that breaks over him has his whole body shaking. If those paws are holding too tight, causing any pain, he doesn't mean it.]
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Freddy. [This time it's not a warning, it's begging.] That fucking mouth of yours. Fucking...Freddy.
[And there he goes. For a moment Larry feels like he knocked a hole in the floor the way his head falls back and his eyes roll shut. Each wave that breaks over him has his whole body shaking. If those paws are holding too tight, causing any pain, he doesn't mean it.]