Hey. [Freddy snorts but doesn't pull his finger away. Fff, biting the hand that feeds, that's what they call it. While in his mouth though the kid wiggles his fingertip.] Don't act like I don't know how to handle you.
[Fff. This foxhound even licks at his balls just to make sure he's got every corner covered, then to his inner thighs. He'll never grow particularly fond of the taste, but that it's Larry's makes it worthwhile. The kid really ought to be knocked up by now.]
[Freddy asks without missing a beat. Green eyes even look upward in the most innocent and naive way possible. Is that an answer for you, Lawrence Dimick? Fff. Speaking of the tenacious toucan terror, flap flap flap here he comes again. Sam lands to perch on the edge of the counter and look down again. His bill brushes against the side of Larry's head.]
[Where the hell is his Oscar? Freddy pulls that doe eyed innocence way to fucking well. Larry shakes his head.]
Jesus Christ.
[Uh oh. Back again for more, Sam? Brown eyes attempt to mimic those beady eyes. The TLC pruning is a little too much for his comfort but he's too smart to make any sudden moves. He doesn't want to get a beak in the eye.]
[Look that's what it looks like Freddy is doing to Larry from a toucan's point of view okay? Casual pruning. The kid lifts his head up, finished down there, only to see a colorful beak right next to the old man's not so colorful face.]
Anyway.
[Totally done here, at least Sam waited until the very last minute.]
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[Fff. This foxhound even licks at his balls just to make sure he's got every corner covered, then to his inner thighs. He'll never grow particularly fond of the taste, but that it's Larry's makes it worthwhile. The kid really ought to be knocked up by now.]
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My memory isn't that short. I know you can handle.
[Free hands comb through Freddy's hair. Even though he's sitting on the floor of their bathroom he feels like a king on a throne.]
You gonna explain to your bird what he saw or pretend like it didn't happen?
[Snort. Sorry, it's pretty funny. He thought that kind of shit happened in the movies.]
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[Freddy asks without missing a beat. Green eyes even look upward in the most innocent and naive way possible. Is that an answer for you, Lawrence Dimick? Fff. Speaking of the tenacious toucan terror, flap flap flap here he comes again. Sam lands to perch on the edge of the counter and look down again. His bill brushes against the side of Larry's head.]
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[Where the hell is his Oscar? Freddy pulls that doe eyed innocence way to fucking well. Larry shakes his head.]
Jesus Christ.
[Uh oh. Back again for more, Sam? Brown eyes attempt to mimic those beady eyes. The TLC pruning is a little too much for his comfort but he's too smart to make any sudden moves. He doesn't want to get a beak in the eye.]
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Anyway.
[Totally done here, at least Sam waited until the very last minute.]