Behind The Masks

Experimental chemistry

Larry woke up in the middle of the night to a soft sound. He thought it was a bird at first, but it was too late for a bird. Maybe a ghost. It wasn't until he heard Sal whimper that he shot up in bed, no longer drowsy.

Sal was curled up in the beanbag, knuckles white from the the death-grip he had on his blue hair, and tears falling down his cheeks. In minutes Larry was fully awake and knelt by his side, gently nudging him. His heart raced, he hated seeing Sal like this.

"Sal, wake up... you're having a bad dream, cmon..." Larry shook him lightly. "Sally face..."

Sal whimpered in his sleep, "Stop, please..." and he pulled on his hair. Larry grabbed his hands gently, pulling them away from his head. Sal thrashed and his eyes started to flutter, "No, no!"

"Hey... it's Larry, Sal, it's me..." Larry spoke gently towards him.

Sal's eyes opened and he continued to thrash and try to escape, but Larry held him tight. Once Sal realized where he was, he gripped Larry's shirt, panting and crying. "Larry, I- it was-"

"Sh, Sal, I'm here..." Larry rubbed his back, "I'm here. It's ok. You're safe." Sal cried into his shoulder, holding tightly onto him. Larry murmured sweet nothings to him, gentle affirmations and reassurance, helping him calm down until he had stopped crying.

"You ok?" Larry loosened his embrace and held his hands.

"Yeah..." Sal wiped his eyes. "Just the nightmares again... I'm sorry I scared you."

"Cmere," Larry helped Sal into his bed, and he ran quickly to get him a glass of water. Once he had drank enough to sooth his throat from crying, they laid down together until Sal had regained his composure. "You wanna talk about it?" He asked.

"I just... there were sirens, and demons, and you- you and Ash left..."

"Hey," Larry said gently. "I'm here... I'm not leaving..." Larry pulled Sal into his chest, rubbing his back, and petting his head. "Shhh..."

Sal leaned into his chest. Larry felt warm amd fuzzy. It was nice having Sal so close... his hair smelled nice... and he was nice and small, easy to wrap his arms around to cuddle.

"Hey... Sal?" Larry murmured, against his logical thoughts. It seemed like his heart had control over his speech.

"Hm...?" Sal looked up at him. His eyes were so pretty, so blue.

"Can I... um..." Larry leaned into him, his hand finding Sal's face, caressing his cheek. He ran his thumb over Sal's bottom lip.

"Can you...?" Sal blinked slowly, leaning into Larry's hand. His eyes almost beckoned Larry. Ugh, he hated what Sal did to his heart.

"Can I-" Larry was cut off when Sal's lips were suddenly on his, kissing him softly. Larry closed his eyes, kissing back deeply. It was like fireworks went off in his head. It was warm and sweet and... just felt so right.

"Mmh..." Sal hummed against his lips, wrapping his arms around Larry's neck, and Larry pulling him in by his waist. This kiss was different than what he did with Travis. Travis' lips were careful, and the kiss was simply curiosity - clumsy, afraid. This kiss was confident, and full of intent. It made Sal's stomach flip. It made him want more.

Larry pulled back a bit to look at Sally. His lips were a darker pink now, and his blue eyes were only half open as he panted. "That was... I, uh..."

Sal smiled and put a hand to Larry's cheek. "Shut up, Larry Face." They kissed again, deeper. Larry carefully slid his tongue into Sal's mouth, and the soft hum from Sal's throat gave him the green light to continue. Loving the taste of Sal's lips, he nipped playfully at Sal's lip, causing him to giggle gently. They laughed against each other's mouths; Larry bit his own lip nervously before kissing Sal's cheek.

"Was that... ok?" Larry murmured. Sal nodded, hugging him closer. "Do you want... to continue?"

"Yeah, I just... I've never really done this... I'm kinda nervous." Sal's eyes darted down in embarrassment.

"Don't worry," Larry said softly. "Just tell me if you don't like something, and we can stop." Larry leaned into Sal's ear, speaking with such a low voice that it made Sal shiver. "Let me take care of you tonight."

Sal closed his eyes and let the soft pleasure course through him. "Mhm... yeah, I'd like that..."

Larry kissed Sal's neck gently, causing him to gasp and grip Larry's shoulders. Larry chuckled and murmured almost to himself, "You're shaking... is that good or bad?"

"Good," Sal sighed blissfully.

Larry nuzzled Sal's neck with his nose before licking and nipping the pale skin, making Sal gasp and whine. "You're so fucking sensitive... it's so cute."

"Ah... L-Larry... nnh..." Sal gripped Larry's shoulders harder, accidentally scratching him. Larry groaned softly, and kept kissing, sucking hickeys. Larry felt his face heat up, he couldn't help but like the sounds the shorter made.

"Fuck, Sal..." he hummed lowly. "You're so attractive..." he kissed down Sal's chest, tugging his shirt to the side a little bit. Sal whimpered softly with need, and began to grind on Larry's thigh, eliciting a sweet moan from the back of his throat.

"Is this so new to you...?" Larry pressed his thigh harder against Sal, making him gasp. "You've never...?"

"The franken-face usually isn't a turn on for people," he laughed softly, and then whined. Larry chuckled,

"Ok... how are you feeling? Wanna stop?"

"No!" Sal said, a bit too eagerly. He blushed dark, "N-no, I want to keep going."

"Alright," Larry sat gently on Sal's waist, kissing his chest and waist. He rubbed Sal's thighs, while Sal squirmed and sighed happily. "Can I...?" He hovered a hand over Sal's boxers.

Sal bit his lip in contemplation before nodding. "Just like, over." Larry nodded and gently felt him up through his boxers, making him moan lowly. When Larry's thumb caressed the tip, Sal arched up and made a sound that, in a normal state of mind, he'd probably cringe at. Larry smirked.

"You like that?" He rubbed the tip again, a little harder, making Sal moan and nod. Larry worked his hand up and down through his boxers, until he found a steady rhythm that had little moans pouring out of Sal's lips. Not too fast, not too slow. Just enough for Sal to shiver and move his hips against the other's hand.

"Larry... ahh..." he panted.

"Yes, Sal?" Larry murmured in his ear. He felt Sal start to tense up.

"I- ah... I'm gonna..." Sal squirmed and twisted, not trying to get away, but unable to sit still because of the coursing pleasure. Larry smiled, holding him in place.

"Hold on a bit longer." Larry sped his hand up, making Sal gasp and grip the sheets, arching up. When Larry knew Sal was close to his climax, he kissed and bit his neck, coaxing Sal into his orgasm. Sal moaned loudly, so loud Larry had to kiss him hard to make him quieter. He gently worked his hand up and down, helping Sal ride through his orgasm, making it long-lasting and satisfying. Sal fell back onto the mattress, panting hard, his forehead slick with sweat. Larry chuckled and ran a hand through his long hair, getting it out of his face.

"Good?" He smiled.

"S-so... good... fuck..." Sal panted. Larry helped Sal clean up, and they cuddled and fell back to sleep after a gentle makeout session.

They fell asleep to sweet dreams.