[Yes he is. Especially when it comes to Lawrence Dimick. But for emphasis Freddy reaches back to twist his fingers into Larry's hair. This acts as some sort of 'punishing' gesture as well as a way to anchor them together, as if the paws on him weren't already enough. Now the kid can rock his hips back and forth, effectively fucking himself on the other man while fucking his fist.]
I'm gonna come on you.
[He says it loud enough for it to travel on out to the balcony. Freddy doesn't even care if the upstairs has already gone back inside. They're free to be loud considering the price. Is this some form of exhibitionism anyway?]
Oh fuck! [There he goes, writhing and shivering, looking like he might just collapse all over the chair.]
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[Yes he is. Especially when it comes to Lawrence Dimick. But for emphasis Freddy reaches back to twist his fingers into Larry's hair. This acts as some sort of 'punishing' gesture as well as a way to anchor them together, as if the paws on him weren't already enough. Now the kid can rock his hips back and forth, effectively fucking himself on the other man while fucking his fist.]
I'm gonna come on you.
[He says it loud enough for it to travel on out to the balcony. Freddy doesn't even care if the upstairs has already gone back inside. They're free to be loud considering the price. Is this some form of exhibitionism anyway?]
Oh fuck! [There he goes, writhing and shivering, looking like he might just collapse all over the chair.]