Meaning Of A Purr (Sanders Sides - LAMP Fic)

Chapter 52: Mine

I don't believe there are really any trigger warnings, a bit of nervousness and discussions about the fear of accidentally triggering ones self but nothing major. As always take care of yourself and thank you for reading.

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Virgil hummed as he doodled absently along his piece of paper. It wasn't anything very cohesive, just a few different types of flowers, a sketch of his ring, a few scratched out attempts at drawing a face and some weird spiraling design that has just been an "s" at one point. Patton across the coffee table had his face screwed up and his tongue popping out of his mouth a little in his concentration as he worked quickly with a set of bright colored pencils Roman had summoned for him. From the colors he'd chosen Virgil had to assume he was attempting to draw another family portrait. Roman was beside Virgil, hunched over a piece of paper to prevent anyone from seeing it yet. Likely he was attempting to create some sort of masterpiece that was much more complicated than anything Patton or Virgil was doing. Logan had chosen to opt out of drawing and was instead reading on the couch, his legs on either side of Virgil to give him a bit of skin on skin contact. Virgil was careful about turning around to speak to Logan in this position, a bit nervous it might trigger him but he was surprisingly feeling pretty okay about it all. They had been doing this clothes-less, gentle, chaste touching for a while now. Virgil was pretty used to about everything they did at this point.

An alarm went off on Patton's phone making Virgil jump a little when the table vibrated at first but quickly calmed down, knowing exactly what it was and what it was for. Patton picked up his phone and silenced it before standing up and cracking his back which had grown sore in the hunched over position he'd been in for over an hour.

"Looks like it's time for me to get cooking," Patton chirped pleasantly, not seeming to mind the back pain or the almost painfully loud pops of his spine.

"You and Virgil did quite well again today," Logan mused as he carefully slipped off the couch, moving carefully around Virgil.

Virgil barely noticed him leaved as he fished under the table for the shirt he'd been wearing earlier which he had discarded under there for when the session ended. He pulled on his shirt and glanced over at Roman who had simply snapped his fingers to transform himself back into his perfect prince outfit with little effort. Patton and Logan had done the same, Patton then turning to disappear into the kitchen while Logan headed towards the stairs. Logan stopped on his path to glance back at the two remaining sides.t.

"I'm heading upstairs for a moment, is there anything either of you would like me to do or retrieve while I am in that location?" Logan asked.

"All good here Starlight," Roman called over with a thumbs up.

Virgil hummed for a second before fiddling with his hands a bit.

"If you're going to stop by my room can you grab my hoodie? If you're not it's fine, I don't need it so there's no need to go out of your way or anything," Virgil insisted.

Logan let out a snort of amusement as a soft, small smile pulled at the corner of his lips.

"It won't be going out of my way Darling, I'll bring you back your hoodie on my way down," Logan said.

Virgil let out a breath of relief as Logan walked up the stairs and out of sight.

"Maybe you should be working on asking for what you want instead of working on body confidence," Roman hummed, pulling Virgil against his side.

Virgil puffed out his cheeks out as he looked over at Roman.

"I'm getting better about it especially with the important stuff. I just don't want him to have to go out of his way for something so small and unnecessary," Virgil countered.