[Sex was sex, and required no demure or coy trappings when it was just two bodies relieving an urge. But no... it's different, now, still not quite familiar, and instinct and autopilot alone aren't even to navigate it confidently. Feeling something for his Bonded sexual partner is one thing, and acknowledging it is another. The word "lover" has changed meanings, or rather evolved, and he is out of his depth, but if they fuck, it might clear his head enough to put things in the proper perspective.
With only a towel around his waist, he's already in a state of near-total undress. The SQUIP's shorter and more compact body is still wearing far too much, and L's fingers pull and twist at buttons and fastenings as he uses his own bony body to nudge the back of the SQUIP's legs against the edge of the mattress. Everything is brisk, made slightly uncoordinated with haste, and L still avoids lingering eye contact.]
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With only a towel around his waist, he's already in a state of near-total undress. The SQUIP's shorter and more compact body is still wearing far too much, and L's fingers pull and twist at buttons and fastenings as he uses his own bony body to nudge the back of the SQUIP's legs against the edge of the mattress. Everything is brisk, made slightly uncoordinated with haste, and L still avoids lingering eye contact.]