log post II

[orangetoughguy]

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

I learned my lesson.

[But isn't it better to ask for forgiveness than permission? Hard to say in this kind of a situation because...forgiveness is pretty fucking great.]

Know what I love?

[He'll tell him exactly with his mouth, tongue ready to launch the attack. Supporting the kid's weight ain't so bad. They are gonna have to come apart but Larry's proud of himself to be taking it. He tries to grind a little.]

[orangetoughguy]

What's that--[Oh. Oh. Hey what do you know Freddy loves that too. He parts his lips to take in his tongue, kiss deep and firm just like the fucking he just gave him.]

Mm. I see. [Freddy muffles between kisses. Is this the 'romance later' part? Lightly freckled arms circle the bear's torso.] Beep beep.

[No it's not a new safeword but it is a vocal alert he's gonna pull out of the guy. Shit even that makes him shiver and hiss.]

[whitetwoguns]

[Being near this man, being able to kiss them like they're in the movies even though they've got blood soaked lives and hands.]

Dammit.

[It's a tight, rushed word. Now he's all empty and yet full at the same time.]

Should have come home sooner.

[orangetoughguy]

It's what you get.

[Freddy remarks in an ever so flippant manner before he's moving Larry's legs off the arm rests to a normal sitting position. Then he's settling in the old man's lap to lounge against him. This is the fucking life.]