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Larry shakes his head and snickers quietly. “No, please don’t. I’d like to sleep in.” He admits, his fingers sneaking their way under her shirt and feeling the soft skin of her lower back. As their lips mold together, he maneuvers with her and pulls her to lie on top of him, his hands stabilizing her hips and keeping her from escaping. His tongue traces her lower lip before demanding entrance to her mouth.

He didn’t quite think he’d be able to last long with her on top of him, but he would try his damnedest. Too many of their make out sessions ended with him being more turned on than he would like to admit to her. But of course she knows– she’s the one who does it to him even if he incites it most of the time. But he doesn’t mind. Their lack of kissing over the general course of six months has left him starved for his wife in more ways than one.

       The blonde shifts effortlessly atop of him, whilst letting a nearly inaudible chuckle fall from her lips, and she parts them a decent amount to grant him access – and rather teasingly flicks the tip of her tongue against Larry’s. “Mm, okay, I guess I’ll let you sleep in, not that it’ll be too hard… the boys do their own things… Katie might not let you though.” She murmurs against him, and rests her hands down at either side of his head, to keep herself propped over the top of him.

With well over six months of time without much contact with one another, it wasn’t the least bit surprising to her that their make out sessions, often ended up getting far more h e a t e d than they’d anticipated. And honestly, they’d been so very close to ripping off each others clothes on the couch in his office earlier, though she didn’t inform him of that at the time. The closeness of him made her question her attempts at r e s t r a i n t.