[ amos moves into his space, their bodies meeting, and larry lets out a noise even before they're kissing, before their lips crash together, something eager and pleased just at feeling amos this close.
he makes another noise into the kiss, but it's swallowed, lost between their lips. it's as easy as breathing (easier, right now) to wind his arms around amos's shoulders, to let one hand wander down the curve of amos's back. ]
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he makes another noise into the kiss, but it's swallowed, lost between their lips. it's as easy as breathing (easier, right now) to wind his arms around amos's shoulders, to let one hand wander down the curve of amos's back. ]