Is it wrong...If I love you? (SalxLarry)

Chapter 6 - Is it wrong...If I love you?

Ooh, what are they gonna do? Wait...that's my job to decide...crap. oh well.. TW and SMUT warning,,,It's sexy time guys... >.<

A few weeks had gone by since Larry's incident with Ash, Sal still hadn't spoken to him, even though Larry tried to get him on the walkie talkie everyday. Sal had had enough by this point, he needed answers so he could move on, and stop being angry with him.

It was the weekend so he knew Larry would probably be in, he found the keycard in his bedside table, just before he went, he changed into a long sleeve shirt. After all the drama, he needed a release, so he turned to the only thing he knew...

His arms and thighs were covered, Sal knew it was bad, he had to put bandages over a few at first because they didn't stop bleeding, most days, he kept reopening his cuts to avoid making new ones.

Once he was convinced he was covered, he strapped his prosthetic into place, Henry was out so Sal didn't have to worry about getting to the front door. He slowly walked down the hallway and rode the lift to the basement.

Larry sat in his room thinking about Sal, after he couldn't find Sal on the day they fell out, Larry returned to Ash crying, he shouted at her for being so stupid and hadn't spoken to her since.

Sal could hear sanity's fall as soon as he got out of the lift, he took a deep breath and knocked loudly on the door, hoping Larry would hear.

Larry heard Sal's knock very faintly, he stopped his CD to go see who it was. As Larry opened the door, he gasped in surprise that the beautiful blue-haired boy was standing just in front of him.

"S-sally? I thought you hated me? But please let me explain..."Larry gestured for Sally to come in, he stepped inside nervously.

"Stop Larry, please let me speak first..." Larry went to speak but Sal interrupted. "Can we go to your room? It's a little more private..."

Larry nodded, he really wanted to explain to Sal, and admit his feelings toward him...

They went into Larry's room, they sat on opposite ends of the bed since Sal didn't want to get near to Larry. Larry cleared his throat,

"Look Sal, Ash doesn't mean anything to me! She attacked me out of nowhere, she pinned me against the wall, I had nowhere to run, you running away distracted her for a brief moment so I could push her away, I shouted at her and haven't seen her since, I ran to look for you Sal... but you'd gone, I went to your place and your dad slammed the door in my face..." Larry started crying, "I've tried to talk to you everyday to make this right..."

Sal sat shocked, "R-really? You aren't with Ash?" Sal started to tear up, he had missed Larry so much, he put so much hate onto Larry and didn't even ask him to explain. He felt terrible.

Larry moved closer to Sal, "Of course I don't like Ash...I-I like...you" Larry's face turned red and he turned away, unable to look Sal in the eye.

Sally couldn't believe his ears. Larry...liked him. Sal slowly reached to unclip his prosthetic, Larry looked up. "Sal? What are y--" Larry was interrupted with Sal's lips pressing against his own.

He was startled at first, but melted into Sally's embrace, kissing him back. They moved closer together, Sal broke the kiss to straddle the gorgeous boy. Larry cupped Sal's scarred face in his hands, pulling it closer to kiss him again. They passionately made out, Larry slipping his tongue in Sally's mouth, earning a small moan from him.

Sally leant forward, making Larry lie on his back, not once breaking apart. Larry put his arms on Sal's waist, pulling their hips closer together. Sal put one hand on the headboard to support himself, he let his other hand wander all over Larry's sculped body, running his hand under his sanity's fall shirt, feeling his smooth chest and subtle abs.