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L's Diary: Outside World: Part Four |
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L woke up to the sight of his brown leather journal placed neatly before his face. He uncurled himself from fetal position and and picked up the journal. If this morning had not already started strange enough, it only got worse when he realized he had awakened to meet a distant Raito who would not return his "Good morning". The detective sighed and picked up his journal. Amidst pondering how it had come to lay there, he saw the corner of a page was folded. He flipped to the page and froze.
When did he... why would he... how could he... what?
His head swerved up to gaze at the brunet cuffed to his wrist.
"Raito."
"..."
"Raito." He called once more.
Still no answer.
"Raito!" He grabbed the younger boy's forearm, forcing the brunet to face him. "Why did y-"
The words never left his mouth. A smooth fingertip pressed itself against a pair sugar-coated lips. It trailed across his cheek and was replaced by the thumb of the same hand, which began to caress the soft pink skin. The arm attached to the hand wrapped around the raven-haired man's thin frame, pressing him close. Molten rock ran through his veins, evidence clearly visible on his bright burning cheeks. The pounding, stuffy box in his chest collapsed upon itself, drowning L in a hopeless sea of anxiety and anticipation. Luckily, his anticipation was short-lived, because as quickly and deftly as it had begun, it was completed.
Raito had kissed him.
It was a soft kiss at first, so light and innocent, the detective's mind had fluttered to thoughts of cotton candy. But that was only the first kiss, and as far as first kisses go, this one was only meant to test the uncharted waters. The kiss soon became rougher, stronger, and more forceful. He felt a tongue press between his lips, which he parted instantaneously. Suddenly, the slab blocking the entrance to that imploding cave in his chest shifted. The chasm was quickly filled with a rushing gust of sweet warmth. The gust traveled through his body, using the small, pre-built courses of his veins as entries and exits in their grand exploration of this new-found and naive body. The detective's thoughts hovered unintelligibly in the fuzzy corners of his mind. They wavered. They shuddered. They disappeared. When Raito had parted, L was left in a state of partial shock and absolute bliss.
"I didn't know that color of red would ever be present on any part of your body, Ryuuzaki." He murmured against the slightly wet lips that were letting out short, sugar-dyed breaths. He let his hands roam beneath the man's clothing, deftly brushing against the obvious arousal present in L's jeans. Another moan escaped the pair of pale lips, echoing Raito's name with every breath, begging him to move forward. To give in to temptation. To partake of this forbidden fruit.
L's chest rose and fell unstably, his usually dark and confident gaze was unable to meet that of the younger male's. The arms wrapped around him eased the detective down to a lying down position. His body shuddered and racked in pleasant waves as lips met his skin once more, traveling across his cheek, behind his ear, down his neck. A heated pressure was building in his abdomen, pushing him towards Raito. The arms that were around him slid up the back of his shirt, pushing his need to touch in to overdrive. The chain jingled musically as L slipped his arms around Raito's neck. The hand on his bare back, moved to his chest and dragged themselves in an upwards motion, taking the white cotton shirt with them. The brunet pressed his warm chest against L's. The older man flinched slightly from the bare skin contact. So new and unexplored were these actions, he could only rely on instinct. The shirt he wore slid over him, followed by kisses being spread about his mid-section. A succession of a lick, a suck, and a bite followed, forcing his mind blank, void from any thoughts of the Force, of the Case. Of Kira.
"Nnngh... Raito!" Kisses trailed back up his to his collarbone. A tongue slid up the skin from the base of his neck to his jawline and back down again, biting softly in the process. He arched away from the sheets and clung desperately at Raito's upper back, leaving small curved indents in his partner's tanned skin.
"So cute..." Raito murmured as his hands hooked around the waistband of L's jeans. It was a wonder that L could manage to keep those pants from slipping down during his normal, every-day routine. With his lover's hands so in the vicinity of his lower region, L's normally baggy clothing was suddenly too tight. Bare skin against bare skin, slight friction between bodies when the brunet lowered himself on to the other man... Every detail engraved in to the survaillence tapes of their room.
The others! L's body began to slow, his dull, distant thoughts becoming sharper and crisper with every passing moment.
"Th... the others w-will be waiting..."
Suddenly, the brunet halted, his bare chest rising and falling, his face just as flushed as L's. It was as if "panic" was splashed across his face in the form of unnecessarily bright orange paint.
"s**t." Raito breathed, "What are we going to do? What if the rest of the team sees this!" His fists pounded in to the mattress, causing the detective's raven locks to bounce lightly.
"Raito," The black-haired man grasped for the uncuffed hand of his partner and planted a sugar-laced kiss on the brunet's lips, "I'll have Watari remove the cameras from this room and destroy any footage of the two of us together. As for the current situation, please act as if today is a normal day. Relationships in the workplace could be catastrophic in a situation such as this." He paused. "Now is the time for us to get dressed."
L stood up from the bed and padded on to the carpeted flooring. He had begun to make his way forward when he was halted by the jingling chain attached to his wrist. Raito chuckled while he led the older man back to the bed. His hand grasped for the hem of the other man's shirt and pulled. With a lean forward, he brought his lips to meet L's once more.
"There's no need to be so stiff about it."
"I know," L let out an uncharacteristically exasperated sigh, "I am just unsure of how to react to this new situation. Now for both our sakes, please get dressed before I decide to let go of all my self-control."
"Alright... but I think we still have showers to take."
"Did we not take them last night?"
"There's nothing wrong with being extra clean." He grinned and began to drag the older man by the chain. He gave no resistance, so together, the two slid away in to the bathroom.
 minikimii · Thu Aug 21, 2008 @ 02:48am · 0 Comments |
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