Act Like A Family

~Le Chapter Six~

"Take. It. Back," he said again playfully, leaning down and pressing his forehead into mine.

I wanted to play along, but I knew it would lead to us getting all touchy and heated, and I'm sure Laurent would end up busting in here for some useless crap he so oh horribly needs. Or, even worse our parents.

It was just to risky...right?

"You're being cute and all," I hummed, unraveling my arms from the back of his neck.

"But...not tonight I-" "-you all over me a second ago! What happened between then and now?" He questioned, obviously a bit flustered about it.

I scoffed, "Your brother, Larry." "He gone now though." "Don't argue with me Mr. Bourgeois," I snapped at him, moving my hands to the front of his chest, but before I could push, his arms were around me, "No, no, no."

I couldn't help to smile as his arms tightened around me and held me against his large chest, his chin laying down on my left shoulder.

"I understand if we no make love now, but, just stay like this," he mumbled.

I smiled at the fact he called it making love. Ugh. Fuck it.

The only reason Lau came searching is because he wanted to catch us.

Let him.

Anyways, my father was a deep sleeper. I didn't know about their mother but...well let's not kid? She's old.

"Larry?" He lifted his head, pulling back slightly to look at me.

His eyebrows were arched and he smiled slightly, like he was expecting the worst, but hoping for the best.

God, for twenty six he approached things like such a child.

I leaned in, tilting my head a bit to the left, and pressed my lips to his.

His soft lips molded into mine, his hands grabbing onto my ass.

Our eyes fell closed and the kiss transformed as his mouth opened, his wide tongue snaking between my lips and brushing mine as his large hands kneaded my bum.

Larry leaned forewords, laying me onto my back as his hands went from my behind and to the mattress at my sides, holding himself up so he wasn't crushing me.

I reached up to him, my fingers curling into the ends of his dreads and I pulled down on them softly, bringing his face into mine so his movements were rougher.

The feelings of his lips devouring mine made me wonder why I've been postponing this from happening for so long.

His hips pushed further between my thighs until they into mine, the hard budge in his pants rubbing against the inside of my thigh, extracting a noise from each of us.

"I bet you're dripping," he mumbled against my lips, his warm breath showering my face.

I could feel the smirk on his face as he nipped my bottom lip, a chuckle following, "I want to feel you."

I breathed in sharply when his left hand suddenly reached down between us. I could feel the redness enter my face as his long digits pushed down the front of my underwear.

His pointer and middle finger pressed against my clit and he rubbed, his eyes shifting from my lips to my face. "L-Larry!" "I want to hear you say my name like that all night belle," he groaned, his teeth sinking into his bottom lip.

He suddenly pulled back suddenly, his hips leaving mine as he refigured himself. Placing his right hand onto the pillow next to my head, he looked down between us and he began to circle his fingers clockwise, making my legs tense up.