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inmyownworld (inmyownworld) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

L had done his best, without even having a clear idea of what standards were. For him, that had probably been the hardest part; not knowing what "good" or "excellent" or "poor" were defined as, simply wandering blindly into something he had no previous experience with. But he was gaining ground, and learning quickly, and he couldn't imagine anyone but Laura showing him the way.

A living man, he had been completely unaware of Laura's objective observation of him, but an infant desire for mutual satisfaction was stirring in his personality. He wondered how it had been for his partner, if she had felt anything, or simply been a receptacle for his pleasure. The latter choice was unpleasant; L dismissed it due to the way it seemed to remove Laura's personality and everything he liked about her.

Fingers clasped with Laura's, breath slowing, muscles relaxing, L started to regain his usual composure, along with his signature awkwardness. He felt completely spent, his limbs heavy in a wholesome way. As they separated, L started to curl, feeling naked and vulnerable now that they seemed to be finished, but Laura fixed that by wrapping a blanket around him even before his sleepy body registered the fact that he was cold. Then she wrapped him in an embrace, stroking his messy hair, and it occurred to L that she was holding him like this for a reason. Whether it was to protect him, or heal him, or apologize to him, she needed to know something.

"Laura?" he mumbled into her cool shoulder. "I love you..."