Somewhere Only We Know - (Larry x Sally Face) {COMPLETE}

~Chapter 7~

Warning- Smut
Sally snuggled closer into Larry's side and thanked him again.
"Larry, I want to tell you what happened," Sal said simply.
"What?"
"About..." Sal paused and thought for a second, "about why I wear this mask."
"Im all ears," Larry turned his head to look down at Sal.
He then began to tell him what he remembered, with the dog, and how he got into that situation, leaving Larry shocked.
"Dude, I'm sorry you had to go through that..."
"It's okay, I've had trust issues my whole life, but you just seem, I don't know, safe?" Sally looked at the floor and blushed.
"Stop, Sal this is a bad time to fall in love" Sally thought to himself.
"Sally, considering I am about a year older than you, I think you are so much wiser than me," Larry sighed.
Sal laughed, "I doubt that."
"The rain has stopped, we can go home now, if you like." Larry said gently.
"Can we stay here for a little longer? Please?" Sally asked hopefully, he was enjoyed Larry's company, and being so close to him felt warm and cosy.
Larry nodded and rested his head against the brick wall behind him.
Suddenly, an extremely loud bark could be heard in the distance, causing Sally to stiffen a little.
Larry turned to look over at him.
A huge doberman dog, just like the one that attacked him ran past, and stopped in front of the shelter, looking at them both with its ears perked up.
Suddenly Sally started to have flashbacks, causing him to panic.
"Dude, it's okay, he will leave soon, don't worry." Larry watched the dog intently while Sal was looking around anxiously next to him.
Larry spun his body around to face Sal, and immediately Sal buried his face into Larry's stomach and cried into it.
"It's gone now," Larry wrapped his arms around Sally's back and whispered into his ear, it sent shivers down Sally's back. Sally stood up and started to walk, before turning to Larry to check if he was following.
Sally was too embarrassed to speak to him on their way home, so instead he didn't say a word until they both got back to Larry's house.
Sal collapsed onto the beanbag and buried his face into it, "sorry..." he said quietly, the beanbag muffled his words.
"Don't be," Larry smiled weakly.
"I'm gonna go home, I don't feel well," Sally stood up and headed the door.
Larry stopped him "let me walk you to your apartment at least."
Sally shook his head, "it's okay, I'll see you on Monday, hopefully."
Sally walked out and headed to his own apartment, his father was passed out on the floor, but he didn't care, he was used to it by now.
He went into his room and shut the door behind him, before collapsing onto his bed.
"Shit.. I left my clothes at Larry's," Sal mumbled into his pillow, "Oh well..."
He curled up into a ball and fell asleep.
Sally woke up to a quiet knock on his bedroom door, he got up and opened it, expecting to see his angry father, but he saw Larry. He let him into his room and they sat down side by side.
"What's up?" Sal asked.
"I don't know, I just wanted to come over," Larry looked at Sal seductively, causing Sal to blush under his mask and turn away.
"It's late, you should go home, it's pointless anyway, there's nothing we could do that would be of any sort of entertainment..."
"I'm sure there's one thing..." Larry gave him the same look as earlier.
"Are you feeling okay? Are you high? Drunk?" Sal stood up now, and gulped.
"Nope, just horny..."
Sally didn't care anymore, he need Larry as much as he needed him, he threw his mask off and jumped on top of Larry and began to kiss him deeply.
"Woah slow down," Larry laughed and they switched positions so he was on top.
Sally closed his eyes and accepted his advances.
Larry gently put his hand down Sals shorts, and Sals breathing hitched.