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“Love you too.” He says as he pulls away from her with a pout. “You just don’t want to kiss me.” Larry leans down and buries his face into her neck, his stubble tickling her as it brushes against her smooth skin. “Why do you hate kissing me?” He grumbles into her neck and keeps her clutched tightly against his chest. “Meanie.” He adds at the end.

His impatience to be more intimate with has been prodding at him for a few days and he doesn’t want it to become a problem. Sex isn’t really all that important to him but with her, he feels as though he’s missing out on something. And he has no one to blame but himself. It wouldn’t be that much of an issue to him if he could kiss her for more than a handful of seconds at a time without getting worked up.

       “Oh hush, I do not hate kissing you.” She responds with a soft chuckle, and turns her head to press a kiss to his temple, a soft sigh coming from her. “Quite the opposite actually – I really like kissing you.” Of course, most of it was that she was looking out for him, not wanting to get him too w o r k e d up without the promise of a climax and a finale. Seeing as the past couple of times they’d gotten carried away with their kissing, it had ended with both of them being all kinds of hot and bothered. 

Ally then pulls back and looks up at him, while bringing her hand up to hook a finger underneath Larry’s chin, before pushing up on her toes to peck his lips a few times. “How much work are you looking to get done tonight?” She inquires after having retreated slightly and guides him out of Katie’s room and into the hallway. Sex to her was a p e r k, though it was also something that she felt could either strengthen their reconciliation, or stunt it – which she was desperately trying to avoid the latter of the two outcomes.