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“Ready to go home?” He asks quietly, his tongue swiping across his own lower, still being able to taste her. Larry doesn’t wait for a response however as he dips his head low and claims her lips again, his arm hooked around her while the other stays resting resolutely against the roof of the car, trapping her. His fingers play with the end of her shirt and he forces himself to keep his hand still when he realizes it begins creeping up to feel her skin.

He truly was thankful that she had allowed him to come home after their month long separation. And he knows she isn’t ready to consummate it, but it doesn’t stop him from thinking about her in a sultry manner and it can’t stop him from indulging in a steamy make out session from time to time. The fact that she lets him touch her at all is a miracle, seeing as directly after his betrayal, she had shyer away from ever stare and every caress imaginable.

       The blonde instantly grins against his lips once their back against hers, and leans back against his arm of which held her securely in place at that point. It was nice to be able share a somewhat i n t i m a t e moment with her husband, without feeling the need to cringe away from the pain, of which had become a normal staple after his betrayal with Jamie. While sure, she wasn’t a hundred percent over it, she was now able to mostly just revel in his presence instead of shying away from her feelings as she had been previously.

After a few more, prolonged, moments… the blonde finally regains enough composure, to pull back from the kiss in order to catch her breath. “Mm… I love you, baby…” She murmurs softly, before looking up at him as she brings both hands down to rest them lightly against Larry’s chest, while peering up at him through her lashes. “… so, what were you saying?” The blonde inquires finally, after having regained her c o m p o s u r e, despite the weakness she felt in her knees.