Larry Stylinson Fan Art Novels & Stories

Larry has such great looks that he didn't even need to intentionally pose. He could effortlessly outbeat many top models, just by casually sitting there. Jasmine felt a burst of inspiration while drawing today. Looking at Larry's handsome side profile, she felt as if her heart could leap right out of her chest. "You're done?" Larissa rubbed her eyes, instantly feeling energized. Jasmine excitedly handed her sketchpad to Larissa. "Larry, what do you think?" Larissa was in awe when she saw the lifelike sketch on the sketchpad.

Having previously exchanged contact information at the hospital, he sent the picture directly to Aria from his own number. At home, having just finished washing up, Aria received the message. In the dance club, Larry was practically glued to a scantily dressed woman, their bodies pressed tightly together. Even through the screen, one could feel the heat and intimacy as the two entwined. Aria looked down at the photo and found it ironically amusing. Larry hated her, couldn't forget Linda, yet constantly sought replacements for Linda—a female model with eyes like Linda's, a female idol with a mouth like Linda's, a college student with a personality like Linda's, and finally Lucy, whose feature

he added. "Yeah,and I love it that way."Annie replied and Larry grinned and stuck out a tongue Garry who scoffed. "And also, I'm dangerously handsome,with nice abs,nice gaits and Larry is just the opposite of that. His body still looks like that of a boy... especially his chest...so flat unlike how a man's chest should be." "I hate what is dangerous. Larry might not have abs but do you know?,I hate men with abs,they seems too huge for me."

He growls at Jordan, who chuckles, then licks my ear. “Don’t worry, Daddy. You can still have your turn.” My eyes Larry who sits with one arm thrown over the back of the couch and a knee raised. Exactly like I hoped, his entire chest is tattooed to match the ink crawling up his neck and down his arms. He’s a fucking masterpiece, and I’m a little awestruck, staring open-mouthed at his naked form. Jordan pinches my ass, making me gasp against Antonio whose thick length is still deep inside my pussy.

“Larry.” “You’re fucking him,” Calvin said. Larry shrugged. Calvin shook his head. He wasn’t bothered about his friend’s sexuality but was annoyed at him for bringing his partner here. What happened to respecting choices? How did he expect Hana to feel about this? “If it makes you feel better,” Larry started. He had a slant cut across his brow that gave him a resemblance to Aquaman. Calvin didn’t like him. “We are fucking each other.” Turning his back to the mirror so he didn’t have to look into the bitter eyes of Larry, he pushed his hands back to grab the sink.