[Freddy grinds back when he feels Larry's mouth on his shoulder. He's a fucking anchor, this old man. Freddy couldn't do shit without him, he's convinced, at least not as happily. It only means he doesn't know what he'll do if...when they go back to LA. If anything, if what others say is true and they do go back to the very point from which they came, he's determined to tell Larry what he really is. Because it's the right thing to do.]
Better you--than anyone else. [Here comes another groan for that hard up muscle behind him.] Okay, harder.
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[Freddy grinds back when he feels Larry's mouth on his shoulder. He's a fucking anchor, this old man. Freddy couldn't do shit without him, he's convinced, at least not as happily. It only means he doesn't know what he'll do if...when they go back to LA. If anything, if what others say is true and they do go back to the very point from which they came, he's determined to tell Larry what he really is. Because it's the right thing to do.]
Better you--than anyone else. [Here comes another groan for that hard up muscle behind him.] Okay, harder.