orangetoughguy: (grease is the word)
Mr. Orange (Freddy Newendyke) ([personal profile] orangetoughguy) wrote2010-08-05 05:20 am
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log post II


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log post I | log post II | log post III
whitetwoguns: (On the tip of your tongue)

[personal profile] whitetwoguns 2011-02-26 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
[He tries so hard to be good for a fucking criminal. Though if he had it his way he'd blow away anyone who stood in the way. Vampire, cops or nose sons of bitches, whatever it takes to keep the kid safe and sterling. What does it matter what depths he sinks to in the end? Larry isn't trying to be a martyr but shit, he'd do anything for this man.]

Freddy. [It's not a warning yet, but his voice is tight and urgent. His chest is rising and falling with each pant. Now he can't stop his hips from moving with his mouth.]
whitetwoguns: (Are you a doctor?)

[personal profile] whitetwoguns 2011-02-26 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
[What Larry wants is for Freddy to never change from what he is, from who he is. That was one of the many disturbing things about what he was like, not remembering that he's a cop. That he's not scum. It was dangerous, foolhardy and just not the whole picture he'd come to appreciate and see.

Larry moves, careful as he can manage this desperate, panting and grunting. His hands clench and release his hair a little like a pleased feline.]


Tough guy, I'm gonna blow.

[Freddy can probably taste it on the backward slide through from his throat. Fuck...can he fit that far? The pressure at his balls, that feel tight and snug under his hand.]
whitetwoguns: (Mr. Fucking Compassion)

[personal profile] whitetwoguns 2011-02-26 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
[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.]
whitetwoguns: (Dream Weaver)

[personal profile] whitetwoguns 2011-02-26 07:52 am (UTC)(link)
[If he felt he was chocking at all, Freddy can bet on his own life Larry'd be moving in a heartbeat. Even the rapid hard heartbeats that follow one after the other. Without any coaxing, he's given up all he's got right down into Freddy's throat. He hardly realizes that his eyes have been closed long.]

Get the fuck up here.

[Damn if he could have a second go. The grip of the kid's hand, it feels excellent, firm.

Though really, the star is that mouth.]
whitetwoguns: (Ain't no joy ride)

[personal profile] whitetwoguns 2011-02-26 08:15 am (UTC)(link)
[A gulp of breath before he's covering his face with presses of his lips. It's not worship, but fuck, what else can it be. This loyal dog has a man who loves him so. Mr. White is a bad influence. He can't be solely responsible, yet not innocent.]

Smug son of a bitch.

[He finally settles to pulverize his mouth, tasting for any drop of salty come. He swallowed.]

I wanna watch your face as you come.

[As he says this he's going for his pants.]
whitetwoguns: (Default)

[personal profile] whitetwoguns 2011-02-26 08:30 am (UTC)(link)
[Button, fly, and a fabric ah, there he goes now. Large fingers wrap around him. They move up and down Freddy's length with more certainty as he welcomes the man's tongue. That clash is complimenting as it is mismatched. What about them isn't though? Pulling back, he sighs with feigned exasperation.]

Have it your way then. Since you won't yourself.

[The old man doesn't want it any other way. On top of him, on the floor close to that face. Naturally his fist tightens.]
whitetwoguns: (Like a Gentleman)

[personal profile] whitetwoguns 2011-02-26 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
Kinda isn't it.

[Now it's his turn for cheek.]

I mean, you got your dick in my hand.

[In case that was forgotten by anyone at all. Here though, he move faster.]

Lay on your side.

[And he's not gonna stop. Just means he'll have to handle with more care.]
whitetwoguns: (Satisfied Mind)

[personal profile] whitetwoguns 2011-02-26 09:17 am (UTC)(link)
[Larry turns onto his side too, better to face the guy, and encourage more movement if that's what he wants.]

Better?

[He asks nipping at his chin and moving to his throat.]
whitetwoguns: (Hanging in the balance)

[personal profile] whitetwoguns 2011-02-26 09:34 am (UTC)(link)
That pick up be in some driveway?

[It's not in his pocket. Larry uses both paws now, both stroking in separate directions leaving a thumb to rub over the top.]

Or how about outside, under the stars? Summertime'll be here before we know it.

[Larry pulls his head up, watching for any change of expression. Though it strikes him that this is something like the position they had with the kid on the ramp, bleeding. Brown eyes blink it away.]

The shocks would give more bounce.
whitetwoguns: (Inappropriate Table Conversation)

[personal profile] whitetwoguns 2011-02-26 10:27 am (UTC)(link)
It's gotta happen then.

[Christ, he's a good looking motherfucker.]

We gotta scope out the right car and place. Even with the right suspension that's not the only noise we need to worry about keepin' down, huh?

[Oh yeah. If it's gonna be near nightfall there will be crickets and a few birds. The muted hubbub of people close but far away to add to the experience.]

Hard to keep it down, don't you think?

[To prove a point, both of Larry's hands move in the same direction hard.]
whitetwoguns: (Brother's keeper)

[personal profile] whitetwoguns 2011-02-26 10:59 am (UTC)(link)
For starters. If we like it, we can keep it. Shouldn't own a car without a test drive, you know.

[Watching him move, fuck his hands and paw him...the whole package makes Larry breathe heavy too.]

Come away, hotshot.

[Just like he would if they were in a pickup about anywhere. They'll have memories there in their neck of the universe. Larry holds onto that hope with both hands.]

I'm watchin' you.

[He slicks the kid's lips with his saliva, there'll be a kiss at the end of it like he wants.]
whitetwoguns: (Playin' With Fire)

[personal profile] whitetwoguns 2011-02-26 11:40 am (UTC)(link)
Ain't no other way to dream.

[Lawrence Dimick had always been a big dreamer. Someday he was gonna be a ball player, astronaut, explorer and then he was gonna get a big house with a wife and a lotta kids. Then he was going to strike rich, live big and happy with...someone. Then he was going to live outside of the law like an old time cowboy looking to settle down someplace when the mood struck him. And then he met Mr. Orange. And big dreams were living through the day and making sure they got out alive. Now it feels like there's no ceiling, no matter how ridiculous it's alright to dream big.

After all, he gets to fuck that kid who can swagger like a pro in a leather jacket. And he's not writhing on death's door. The similarity between the way Freddy emotes to that fucking day and now doesn't slip Larry's attention, the transition is absolutely different though.]


Gimme all you got now. Don't cheat me.

[As though that were possible. Larry is on that mouth again, full force. His fists move more slowly but keep a move on.]
whitetwoguns: (Dream Weaver)

[personal profile] whitetwoguns 2011-02-26 12:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[The warm, wet substance all over Larry's fingers isn't blood. May there never be another day like that fucking day. He never wants to feel Freddy's blood on his skin again. This on the other hand, well, within the next few days if not tomorrow would be good. The kid is addicting.]

Yeah.

[He does have it all. Though brown eyes look down anyway. Two hands, one mess and zero regrets. He lifts them up and out of the way. Side by side and skin to skin. More mouth to mouth too with this lovely foe.]

Thanks, partner.

[Took the edge right off of things.]

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