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“He's a very…sensitive person,” Karin said once, the first night you had dinner with them.

You had bristled at the time, at the implication that you weren't aware of who Lars loved.

You were very aware. And you loved him despite it.

You've been dating for two months and the most Lars has done is hold your hand. And you truly, sincerely, don't mind. You would be content not touching him for the rest of your life as long as you still had him.

You stay the night sometimes at his place. He was a bit apprehensive but you promised nothing would happen. And it was true. You would just talk into the night with him until he eventually had to go to bed. He was a working man, after all.

However, he lived in a small garage with only one bed. Without even asking, Lars had set up a small cot in the corner that he insisted he would sleep on while you took the bed. You tried to refuse but he was so adamant and the gesture was so sweet.

So you slept on the bed that smelled like him. It was comforting. His bed was nicer than your own. And with all the blankets surrounding you, it's like Lars was surrounding you. You fall asleep like that, surrounded by his scent and his small snores from the corner.

And it stayed like that for a while.

Until one night.

You were trying to sleep, and you were just at the cusp of it, honestly. Then suddenly the bed dipped. You froze. Not out of fear. But confusion.

Why would Lars be crawling into your bed? Slowly, oh so slowly, the covers were dipped back and you felt Lars slide in along your back. He wasn't touching you, his body was kept a couple inches from yours, but you smiled.

You could hear Lars holding his breath. You were so proud of him for this and you didn't want to ruin it so you stayed silent. You kept your eyes closed.

It was quiet for minutes after. You almost thought he was asleep, but there were no snores.

And then, the lightest touch on your back. You had to fight not to move. Fingers splayed across your back, slowly moving down and resting on your hip.

And then his whole body shifted and he was right against you. You could feel his body heat radiating off him and his breaths were right in your ear.

You stayed completely silent, not wanting to risk spooking him. You tried to keep your body relaxed. If you were tense, it would only freak him out, thinking you weren't okay with this.

You were so okay with this.

It felt like hours but eventually, his breaths petered out until you heard those familiar snores.

imagine flopping down at f/o's feet while they're sitting in a chair doing something and they just idly start petting you .

Thinking about Lars gaining a little weight and being self conscious about it, not realizing how good he looks. He's already so tall and large, but the bit of pudge lining his stomach and thighs now make you shutter with want. He's so soft and strong as he holds you, warm arms and large hands pressing your body tightly against him, against his growing bulge. He hold you down with this strong arms as he ruts into you pathetically, whining and crying at how desperate he is for your praise and approval.

He wants, no NEEDS, to know he's beautiful and he work and does whatever he needs to do to draw those words from your lips.

Eridian petting zoo that only has one animal.

It would be good for Grace when he wants more interaction and little pebbles want to meet their only alien. Often leads to sleepy cuddles

You should watch me chop wood too. I'm really good at it.