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inmyownworld (inmyownworld) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

L wanted to deny that he was afraid, to vanish his fear and reassure Laura with his eyes and his words, but he knew that such an effort would be laughably futile. His heart was pounding and he was actually trembling slightly, but there was nothing in his heart or mind that was holding him back. "I'm not scared... just nervous..." he admitted softly, fighting the urge to bring his hands and arms closer to his chest and keeping them around Laura, being careful not to restrict her movements.

The supreme delicacy with which Laura removed his shorts was unexpected, but deeply appreciated, by the young man. It was cold, in more ways than one, with Laura's hands and the somewhat nippy air, and L was finding that he was self-conscious of being so completely vulnerable and exposed. He reminded himself that he was all right, that it was safe, with Laura. He reset himself, pacing his thoughts as she kissed him and returned, momentarily, to something familiar. He was good at kissing, he thought, and it boosted his confidence. Her soft instructions and assurances made him hold her closer, but in all honesty, he couldn't imagine stopping. Things felt so right, and so natural, so right and wrong at the same time... their union was paradox and intriguing and it defied odds, yet remained as absurdly simple as the union of any given couple in history. He closed his eyes, and for the first time in his life since his mother had turned the steering wheel sharply to the left, he placed his fate in the hands of a woman.

It was so smoothly and expertly done that L couldn't honestly tell where it had begun and ended, except that it wasn't ending, and it was turning into something that barraged all of his senses simultaneously. As she held him, embracing him with her arms and her body, he focused on slowing his breathing when his initial response was to breathe faster. He had to steady the trembling in his limbs, and keep from hyperventilating, since it would have been horribly embarrassing if he passed out due to lack of oxygen intake the moment he started engaging in intercourse. Not that all of this was consciously running through his thoughts... at the moment, his attention was focused entirely on Laura's beauty, and what her body was doing for his, and the way he was inside and under her and connected with her all at once.

Fortunately, nature has a way of teasing even the shyest and most socially backward boys forward when the opportunity to have sex is offered. L possessed intuition in spades, and instinct was only a matter of moving his hips. He started to rock them upward, slowly, uncertainly, half-expecting to be told that he was doing something wrong. But regardless... it felt incredible. He couldn't decide whether he wanted to hold Laura closer and compromise the angle, or let her sit perpendicular to his body so that all of her slight weight could be concentrated on his hips and all of their incidental parts.