[Orange huffs between his words. He heard Raymond loud and clear, he just wants to pull a little more noise out of the guy. There's something uniquely satisfying about hearing a guy like that brought down to his knees, as if being up his ass wasn't already enough for Freddy Newendyke. Fingers in his dark hair twist then turn, letting go, only for the flat of his palm to pin Raymond's head against the carpet, his forearm, whichever counts as the ground. He takes his other hand off the guy's hip where red marks leave an imprint of his being there so he can pull the glowing arm behind his back, bent up like a restraint. He wants to put some of his weight on Raymond's back so every following thrust is pushing down against his prostate.
The timekeeper might be sore afterward but Orange intends to make it all worth it.]
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[Orange huffs between his words. He heard Raymond loud and clear, he just wants to pull a little more noise out of the guy. There's something uniquely satisfying about hearing a guy like that brought down to his knees, as if being up his ass wasn't already enough for Freddy Newendyke. Fingers in his dark hair twist then turn, letting go, only for the flat of his palm to pin Raymond's head against the carpet, his forearm, whichever counts as the ground. He takes his other hand off the guy's hip where red marks leave an imprint of his being there so he can pull the glowing arm behind his back, bent up like a restraint. He wants to put some of his weight on Raymond's back so every following thrust is pushing down against his prostate.
The timekeeper might be sore afterward but Orange intends to make it all worth it.]