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reidsbunny · 25 days ago

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Larry Durrell x reader

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The sea is muttering again, folding itself into the bones of the house through its salt - soaked tongue. Sliding through the shutters in lazy waves, mingling with the scent of citrus and uncorked wine. Everything felt a little intoxicated.

You walked barefoot down the tiled corridor, the soles of your feet absently nearing the indolent movements of a tortoise. Various colanders and makeshift boxes were littered against the floor, probably repurposed by Gerry, and led you to Larry’s room.

The door was ajar, just enough to imitate solitude. His slumped posture was poured over his desk, cluttered with notebooks, leaky pens and disregarded manuscripts. His sleeves were rolled at the elbows, forearms taut and his hair habitually emulating the tempest.

He didn’t look up when you pressed at his door, but you watched the flex of his tendon beneath the pale skin of his forearm. His knuckles poised mid thought on the typewriter, as if trying to coax meaning from metal or Navokov chasing a butterfly. His hands were arrested in thought.

You lingered at the threshold and rolled your eyes at his sigh.

“You’re distracting”.

“I haven’t done anything yet” you exclaimed, a smile pulling at your lips as you leant over his chair and wrapped your arms around his shoulders. “You’re breathing, that’s enough”.

Your breath fanned his cheek in a soft laugh, “poor tortured artist” you whispered.

He let out another sigh, part protest, mostly despair. “I had something good, brilliant”.

“Compared a woman’s thigh to the Ionian sea again?”

He rolled his eyes, while you reached past the wooden arms of his chair and with a casual, practised ease, slung yourself across his lap. His hands automatically caught you. One settled beneath your thigh and the other splayed across your lower back.

“You’re insufferable,” he muttered, despite the subtle lift of the lips.

“Mm,” you hummed, your fingers settling against his cheek. “And yet the door never closes”.

“Against my will. Entirely,” he claimed.

“You poor baby,” you said, your thumb brushing the edge of his jaw.

He shifted beneath you, his mouth opened. But he never got to disagree since a soft kiss was pressed to his lips.

He met you with a hum, the kind that vibrated somewhere low in his chest. His hand slid up your spine, splaying between your shoulder blades and the other scaled under your shirt and traced circles into your skin.

You smiled against his lips and breathed out, letting him pepper kisses along your skin, before a throttle of tumult from the first floor erupted.

“Baby, we should get that,” you whispered, your hand reaching for his hand that is resting underneath your bra.

“Mm,” he groaned, letting his head drop the juncture of your neck as various sounds echoed from the kitchen.

You blindly sought for his hands and kissed his knuckles, “come on,” you encouraged, tugging at your linked hands and pulling his exasperated body towards the jarred door.

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reidsbunny · 27 days ago

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Hi lovelies, if anyone has any Larry Durrell requests send them in!! Literally anything. Dying to write him <3

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reidsbunny · 27 days ago

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