I would but [grunt] I think you need somethin' heavy duty in case you try and run wild.
[Roller paws take to scratching up and down. Lawrence Dimick doesn't have long painted nails so it doesn't hurt. Now and then though he strikes the kid's chest open palmed like he's trying to urge a mount to go faster.]
Fuck. [The smell of Marlboros and testosterone fill his nose on the inhale to puff against his skin on the exhale.]
no subject
[Roller paws take to scratching up and down. Lawrence Dimick doesn't have long painted nails so it doesn't hurt. Now and then though he strikes the kid's chest open palmed like he's trying to urge a mount to go faster.]
Fuck. [The smell of Marlboros and testosterone fill his nose on the inhale to puff against his skin on the exhale.]
You want my hand on you?