HELLO!!! YOUR WRITING IS JUST- I CANT EVEN FIND WORDS!! I was wonder if you could write a Larry x reader where he's slightly high and when he sees you headbanging all he can think about is you giving him head! Only if your comfortable with that of course! Thank you!!
But I feel the way you stare.
Guys I want Larry so bad omfg.
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It was one joint you both were a little high, not enough to make an impact just enough to highten however you were feeling. In Larry’s case he suddenly realised how attracive you looked, banging your head to some sort of Sanity’s Fall song. He forgot about his crush on you in the mixed of getting high at some point, he watched as you laughed at yourself.
“So like.. are you into dudes?”
You paused turning to him with a bright blush, you turned down the music and slid onto the couch next to him.
"I mean.. Sometimes."
The mumbled word made Larry's face lighten and his smile be replaced with a smirk, his hand reaching out to your cheek.
"You're acting like you want me to blow you."
He rolled his eyes, spreading his legs further and letting his head fall back onto the couch.
"You do don't you?"
"Look it's not my fault man."
You two had kissed sometimes, maybe even made out a few times but it never went any further. His hand moved from your cheek, running over the scars he knew lied there. You had come out when you first got high with him, the words being practically screamed out because your nerves were through the roof.
"You know, I'm not asking this of you because I think you're a girl right?"
"That sounds like you're saying girls give better head."
You played of your embarrassment better when you were high but Larry knew all the buttons to push. His hand shot out to grab your thigh and pull you to straddle his lap, one leg in between his.
"Is.. Somebody going to walk in?"
He didn't respond, it was possible but he was dying for some sort of relief, he softly rutted against your leg.
"Come on, even if you don't just stay here."
It was pretty, watching someone who could be so dominate fall down when he gave up the control. You moved one hand to grasp the back of his neck to shove his lips into yours, while the other moved to run over his covered chest.
"You really got your nipples pierced."
"Who.. did you take me for? A pussy?"
He moaned in between words, biting at your lips, his piercing brushing against the roof of your mouth as his tongue traced your teeth. You moved to slip his shirt over his head, immediately leaning down to press your tongue and teeth to his chest. It felt nice to actually see the body he hid behind that Sanity's Fall t-shirt, he was skinny but he had some muscle.
“Larry let go.”
You mumbled as you slid to get on your knees between his spread legs his hand's trembled against your hair.
“Please.”
His words were muttered as he pulled your hair softly, the way your lips pressed into his thighs made his lips quiver. He watched as your fingers slid into the waistband of his pants, Larry’s hands had a strong grip on your hair as he whimpered.
“Didn’t know getting high would make you this sensitive.”
“Please.. touch me.”
The noises he made, showed how much he had melted into your hands. You pulled his pants off and gently tongued over him while his boxers remained, the stars Larry saw made him moan out. His voice was shaken and there were small tears dripping down his cheeks, he wad thrusting his hips up into your tongue, craving for some kind of release.
“Please.”
You slid his boxers off and smirked when his back arched, he looked so pretty when he subbed.
“Don’t thrust.”
The command made Larry tremble but he nodded, trying to keep his hips still, he couldn’t stop whimpering as you played with his tip. Sure he’d rub one out every once in a while but that was his hand, something he wad used to. Now he had your tongue pressed against his slit, your lips slowly coming around to engulf his dick.
“I, don’t know.. How long i’ll last.”
He whined in between words, arching his back once again when you started to bob your head. Larry, the puddle in your hands was moaning like some sort of pornstar, it was beautiful. Unfortunately it didn’t last as long as either of you would’ve liked.
“Im, gonna. please”
He muttered gripping your hair harder as he came, painting your mouth. He let go of your hair, ruffling it as an apology for pulling so hard.
“We should get high together more often.”
“Who says I’m gonna blow you again.”
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