This is a continuation of my story; it's my first time doing this so sorry that I'm late with release!
L completed his homework quickly. He didn't know why but he was in a good mood. Actually, to be honest he had been in a good mood since he met that boy in the basement. They had just met yesterday and he promised the boy he'd be back today, too. He just had to wait for his parents to leave. He wished they would leave, even if he weren't going to meet B. His father was a hard, strict man who never tolerated L, and his mother was a cruel woman who frankly, hated L. They didn't tolerate with L and L didn't tolerate with them. It had been natural order of things. L was always alone. He didn't have a friend at school and he didn't have a friend at home, not even the servants batted an eyelash at him. So L always kept his thoughts to himself. He guessed it must have been the thrill of having his first friend that made him excited.
L took his lamp and went to the door that led down to the basement. It was today that L was going to break him out. When L got to the ground floor there was no need for his lamp. The window next to the cage served a good enough source of light. "BB, I'm here," L said. He found a spot next to the cage where he started setting up the items he brought with him. He took out two jars of jelly, a few slices of bread, and a small knife. As he prepared the spread he could feel B's presence behind him, although B was in the cage.
"What is that you have bought with you?" B asked. L lifted his face to see his friend through the bars. He was dressed how he had yesterday, but he looked sort of different.
"Are you okay?" L asked worried.
"I'm fine," B said, unconvincingly. L decided to not press further, so he continued rearranging the snacks. He then started to circle the cage. B's eyes followed him around the cage, confusion struck in those deep red irises. "What are you?" B asked, he now watched as L pulled at some of the bars.
L didn't answer at first; he just looked at the bars. Then L answered, "I'm checking the cage. I've read somewhere that there is a weak point in cages where you can escape from it."
B looked confused as well as surprised that L was trying to set him free. He'd almost never been able to leave this cage he was never allowed outside, how much trouble he would get in for this by "Mister". A loud shifting noise distracted L from his thoughts. He turned and gasped as L removed a bar and stepped inside the cage with him. B's heart beat sped as he watched the boy move closer.
"You see," he said." I got inside, now to get you out." L grabbed at B's hand and nearly gasped at how cold they were. That was the first moment they ever touched and they could both hear their heartbeats ringing through their ears.
B touched the ground outside of the cage it felt no different but he felt great to be free. L led him around the cage again to the things he'd set up earlier, it was two jars of strawberry jam and some bread. B looked at it curiously; he'd never seen these things before. He'd never eaten anything, but what "Mister" gave him. Which was usually raw meat; he was treated like an animal.
"What's wrong, B?" L asked concerned, he noticed something was wrong.
"N-nothing," B said unconvincingly. L noticed this fact but he decided not to press any further. L looked around the room, it was dark and wet. It felt uncomfortable. L understood why B might be anxious. So he grabbed B's hand and led him upstairs.
When they both reached the landing, B stood in the doorway of the basement wearily looking at the house before him. He'd been threatened that if he ever tried to leave the basement, he would be killed. L saw B's hesitation and started comforting him, telling him that it was okay only the two of them were in the house. B calmed following L up the stairs.
The two finished their snacks and talked together. They took a bath and started off for bed. L looked at the boy in fresh pajamas. He looked a lot better and his red eyes were shining a clear red. L was happy as B and he snuggled together on the bed.
L was in daze. He kept on feeling a slight ticklish feeling on his inner thigh. He couldn't figure out what it was, yet he was too tired to figure out what it was. L heard the shuffling of the sheets and practically yelped as the cold air hit his skin. L jumped up in the bed, looking down. H never expected the sight before him. B was removing L's boxers. He was so enthralled with what at he was doing he didn't notice L was awake. "Wh -what are you doing?" L yelped, covering himself before B could start on him.
When L looked up to listen to B's answer he was distracted by his look. B's red eyes were deep and seductive in the pale, shining light from the moonlight. He looked at him mesmerized. For L, his eyes were overwhelming, L fainted. When L awoke B was nowhere in sight and he was tied to the bed.
I know it has taken me forever to write this and it's not that good. I have been informed my first story was a little corny and here I add on more corniness. Next time I'm going to post one of my other stories. Please comment. It will maybe help me in my efforts but I'm grounded once again.