[ amos hums into the kiss and for a moment, larry smiles. it makes kissing difficult, awkward even, and so the kiss breaks for the duration of it. he chooses diving back in for more over continuing to smile, but the warmth of it, the simple joy of contact and proximity, the tingling of anticipation in his stomach, those things don't fade as the smile does.
amos stays close when the kiss breaks and larry moves one hand to amos's jaw, curving his fingers there, thumb touching the corner of amos's lips. ]
Not used to this? [ there's no judgment in his tone, just a quiet question. ]
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amos stays close when the kiss breaks and larry moves one hand to amos's jaw, curving his fingers there, thumb touching the corner of amos's lips. ]
Not used to this? [ there's no judgment in his tone, just a quiet question. ]