Meaning Of A Purr (Sanders Sides - LAMP Fic)

Chapter 61: Passing Time

Hello everyone, thank you for your patients. I'll be addressing the update in the end note. For now let's get on to the chapter, shall we? Minor sexual content and arousal in the very beginning as well as references to previous sexual encounters. Other than that this is a very fluff filled chapter, hope you enjoy! As always take care of yourselves and thank you for reading.

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He could feel the wet heat of a mouth sucking marks on his neck, labeling him as theirs. His nervous excitement boiling over in a mess of scalding heat. Each gentle touch was full of electricity, making his mind go numb with pleasure. It was everything he wanted, giving him the promise of what he craved. Every time he squirmed or moaned he received sincere praise from his partner, proving their love, proving they appreciated him and weren't just using him. Love came before lust, giving him compassion he'd never before received in that type of situation.

Virgil bunched up his hoodie on his lap as he groaned internally. He needed to stop thinking about his attempt with Logan, but it was just so frustrating. It felt so good but no actual relief had come out of it, he was just as frustrated as he had been before. He wasn't sure if it made things worse or better that he'd cancelled his therapy sessions for the time being. Logan had insisted he didn't need to but Virgil wanted Logan to have a bit of closure in the fact he wasn't going to rush into anything again. Having said that, it'd already been a couple weeks since the incident. They hadn't talked much about it, mostly because it hadn't come up and because no one was beating themselves up over it. Virgil could feel his patients wearing thin with all the waiting but he knew he should stick with it just a bit longer. He craved physical intimacy and longed to know what it'd be like to actually be able to fully let go to simply enjoy it. There was a bit more fear now that there had been an instance of where things went incredibly wrong but that couldn't fully combat the tantalizing sample he'd been given. He's pretty sure the other's know how frustrating he's been because all of them, especially Patton and Roman, would give him attention that wasn't overly intimate in nature but would give him a bit of the physical connection he desired.

Another issue with them not doing the therapy was the fact that the days seemed a lot longer without having that scheduled portion of time where they knew what they were doing. They still all congregated into the living room at that given time but now none of them were exactly sure what they were doing. Roman was showing something he'd written to Logan and asking for advice while Patton was absently scrolling through movies and shows looking for anything of interest. Virgil was incredibly bored, which was why he was fantasizing about how Logan had touched him in the first place. He wanted to wait just a bit longer before trying anything again to deter any doubts about his mental state but he wasn't sure how long it would take before he snapped. He felt like he's been keeping things on his lap so often recently to hide any potential problems that it was probably already very obvious by now just how much he had been thinking about it.

"Hey Patt? Do you want to do something, or play something?" Virgil asked, deciding he needed a distraction.

"Sure, do you have any ideas?" Patton asked, abandoning the remote atop the couch as he turned to smile up on Virgil.

"Not really... Ro? Lo? Any ideas?" Virgil asked.

"Perhaps a trip to the imagination?" Roman suggested.

"Or we could always engage in a project of sorts, something that may be of assistance to Thomas perhaps," Logan suggested.

"Makeovers!" Patton suddenly chimed in loudly.

"Makeovers?" Logan questioned.

Roman smirked happily.

"Makeovers," Roman agreed, seeming to catch Patton's thought process.