Remembering [Fic, R]

Author: kimiessu
Rating: PG
Genre: Angst
Pairing: L/Raito

Dark hair, teasing his eyes.

Wan, pale skin - like a dream.

Hands, ethereal and bony, hard, ghosting over his chest, his arms.

A smirk.

He could hear, yes, the clenching of his own teeth in the night. His gripping the bedsheets so tightly that they were close to tearing. He felt his breath, coming in short, panicky gasps.

A whisper, mocking, in his ear.

Raito-kun

And then a tongue, and teeth, exploring the crevices of his ear torturously.

Mercilessly.

So like him.

Like the inhuman mechanism he once knew him to be.

His own eyes - they were shut. He didn't need to see to know who it was with him in his room, to recognise those all-too-familiar limbs sprawled on his body. To know that voice greedily, and to hear those words he never thought he'd hear again.

Licking, sucking. Nibbling. Accepting.

He thought he would die.

Raito-kun

Tentative touches. A slight caress. A sharp bite, harsh and unyielding, on his neck, eliciting a "Fucking ow!" from him, but doing nothing to ease the painfulness that was his erection stretching against his pants even as he tossed and writhed and arched on the bed -

- just a little slut, noted his aggressor amusedly, rendered helpless by some simple ministrations.

He concurred. He couldn't help but concur. He couldn't do anything else, but moan and gasp and cry and hissing heatedly,

"More, more, more, more!"

and the other just complied, putting his lips to his cock and nuzzling it for the briefest moment before he took the whole damned thing in his mouth. A gulp, and a swallow. Knowing hands, feeling him, probing him, taking him.

Raito-kun

He awoke.

And it was the present again, and he was alone on the bed. The loneliness was real - as true as the sweat on his brow, and the slivers of moonlight dancing happily over his skin in the blackness of his room.

He knew.

He understood.

He wouldn't accept.

But L was dead, just as he'd planned.

And yet...

Raito thought he felt the handcuffs gripping his hand again, and that he heard a phantom clink in the night.

Raito-kun

It wasn't over.