Meaning Of A Purr (Sanders Sides - LAMP Fic)

Chapter 17: You've Got to be Kitten' Me

Warning, this chapter heavily references previous consensual sexual activities. The whole chapter is fairly adult themed with a short moment of things getting a bit spicy near the end. As always take care of yourselves and thank you for reading.

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It was so warm, so comfortable. Virgil could sleep there forever, that is if he hadn’t already slept more than he usually did in a night and his legs weren’t already aching from resisting the urge to move. 

Virgil let out a quiet sigh as he looked up at Logan’s peacefully sleeping face. He didn’t want to wake up Logan but he couldn’t really stay in bed unmoving much longer either. He was lucky to be the cuddler of the relationship so he could gently remove his arm from over top of Logan’s boy without having to untangle himself much more than that. There was a bit of work to be done about untangling his feet from the blankets but he was able to do that without bothering Logan too much. 

He slipped out from under his covers and quietly slunk over to Logan’s desk chair, sitting in it with his feet pulled up to his chest as he grabbed his phone from the desk and pulled up tumblr. Frankly there wasn’t much of interest as he absently scrolled through the posts. He didn’t have to wait in boredom long before he heard footsteps slinking through the hall and down the stairs. Virgil smirked knowing fully well by the sound of the footfalls that it was Patton. He glanced over at the pile of sticky notes and the cup of pens on Logan’s desk and got an idea. He jotted down a note on the sticky note simply explaining to Logan that he had heard Patton was up and decided to go help him in the kitchen. He then stuck it to the back of the door, double and triple checking that the sticky part was actually securely stuck so it wouldn’t fall off, before leaving. He had gotten used to prowling around the house silently so he wasn’t worried about waking Logan or Roman up with his journey downstairs. 

At the base of the stares he could hear, who he assumed to be, Patton filling up a glass of water and turned towards the entrance and found his face going red. It was in fact Patton but he wasn’t dressed in his normal daily clothes, or even his pajamas for that fact. He wore an oversized T-shirt that hung off of one shoulder and fell just past his rear. As far as Virgil could tell there was nothing underneath. Patton’s smooth, freckled skin was littered with love bites. Small white ears poked out from his mess of hair and a matching tail hung out of the bottom of his shirt. 

“Damn, Patt. Looks like you and Ro had a rather interesting night,” Virgil chuckled once he found his voice, trying to pretend like he hadn’t been standing there staring for the past minute and a half. 

Patton choked on his water when he heard Virgil’s voice and immediately looked over to the anxious side, his own hand moving to subconsciously pull his T-shirt a little further down. 

“H-hey Kiddo! Didn’t realize you’d be up so early in the morning,” Patton laughed guiltily. 

“I can see that,” Virgil hummed before his brows creased a little in concern. “You okay? There are a lot of marks.” 

Patton's free hand quickly found its way to lightly touch his marked up neck and exposed shoulder. 

“Yeah I’m good. Roman would never hurt anyone who didn’t want to be hurt, he just gets a bit possessive and likes to leave harmless little marks,” Patton replied looking at Virgil comfortingly. 

Virgil let out a breath before moving on past that question. 

“So um… might I ask what those are?” Virgil asked, willingly bringing out his own ears and tail to gesture to them. 

Patton’s eyes widened in realization and his hand went up to his hair, when his finger bumped against one of the ears his face immediately heated up. Virgil chuckled realizing that Patton must have been so surprised by Virgil he had forgotten about the presence of his ears and tail.