log post II

[orangetoughguy]

third person narrative, action bracket spam, anything goes
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[orangetoughguy]

[Before you know it he's licking his lips over the sight of White splayed out on all fours like that, freshly fucked. But the moment passes quickly because...well, because he's not supposed to be attached. Don't get fucking attached, Orange. He takes a cue from White and reaches into his own pockets for a smoke.]

Cool. [Light up light up, drag. Keep your words short and simple.]

[whitetwoguns]

[A few seconds more of reveling in the glow of being good and freshly fucked. This shit can't go like this.]

You can stay as long as you like.

[Though the moment his eyes are closed, the moment he leaves, he may not find Orange. Maybe he'll know it already.]

[orangetoughguy]

I'm gonna have a couple smokes and think about it.

[Orange nods once, streaming smoke from his nose. It's pretty honest one way or another, but the curious matter of it is his casual wording: a couple smokes means more than one and more than one means more time to think, giving him more time in White's company. Maybe they'll talk, maybe they won't, but he's giving it a chance. He happens to like just watching this old man too, it's worth a shot.]