Note: Ruuuuunning out of ideas now, but it's too early to do what I wunna do, so half-filler half-relationship build up thing now (and more jam usage)

The storm had progressed gradually through the remainder of the day and was at full force just before midnight. Twigs and debris hit against the windows with each strong gust of wind and the rain was hammering on the roof of the old house. With how heavy it was, it almost sounded as if the roof was going to collapse. Especially with the added thunder and lightening to remind them that a natural disaster could occur at any point.

"Beyond, where are you?" L called into the darkness. There was no response which could either mean that he was doing something crazy or hiding. Likely the latter. He sighed quietly and went straight to the bedroom to check for his partner, and surely enough there was a large bump under the bedsheets.

"Are you okay?" the elder asked quietly as he cautiously stepped closer and pulled the sheets back.
"Y-yeah, fine." The dark figure was shaking as he spoke, which was unusual even for him. The elder laid down beside him and slowly ran the fingers of one hand through BB's soft raven hair.
"You don't look okay and your body is shaking. There's a 74% chance that you're scared."

"100%," the younger mumbled as he assumed the fetal position and buried his face in his knees. Long arms embraced him in a tight, close hold. "I'm a murderer who's scared of storms, how pathetic is that?" Lawliet gently nuzzled against the pale cheek as he tried to think of a response, but nothing sounded like it was going to make Beyond feel any better.

"We could do something if you wanted, whatever you want to do? It might make you calmer?"
"Like what? We can't really make love in here with the lightning just there..." He paused to check for any lightening through the window before sinking back down onto the bed, "... and we can't really go for a walk or anything."
"Maybe we could walk or just sit in the car, the metal would prevent us from getting hurt and this could turn out rather fun if we improvise. What else is there to do on a rainy night apart from get close?"

BB thought about it for a moment before shrugging and sitting up. L's lips twitched into the slightest of smiles. "Get the jam and some towels, put them in a bag and we'll go~" Without questioning, the younger did as instructed and lead his partner to the door before adjusting himself and preparing the keys for the mad dash to the vehicle.
"Ready?" he breathed as one hand wandered up to the door handle. As the elder nodded, the door was flung open, leaving both completely exposed to the rain.

As soon as the door was locked, both males ran straight out towards the car. The bitter cold rain instantly soaked them to the bone as they ran, going straight through their clothes and plastering their hair to their foreheads. Towels and jars were tossed carelessly into the car. Lawliet gently placed a hand on his partner's shoulder just before he clambered into the car, causing the younger male to spin around on the spot to look into his eyes.

"You look so beautiful like this," he breathed as they moved closer and pressed into a light hug.
"You also look beautiful, Beyond," L whispered. "Have you ever been kissed in the rain before?" One shake of the head was enough to start the kiss. Their lips gently touched and melted against each other as arms slowly wrapped more around soaked bodies. Both smiled a little at the contact, which only broke at the sound of more thunder.

The younger grasped the slightly larger hand and tugged Lawliet into the car with a high pitched squeal. "Don't worry, it's just thunder. Although we'll need to get these wet clothes off before we catch cold," the elder said quietly. BB raised an eyebrow.
"The reason for that is one of four main things. Either you're starting to enjoy sex, you find my nakedness visually appealing, you want something or you're actually serious about catching cold. Or a mixture."

"All, but mainly the latter. Now, undress~" Clothes were quickly removed and bodies were dried off with the towels before both males changed positions to be laid side by side on the back seat of the vehicle.
"So, what's the jam for?" Beyond asked curiously as he lifted the jar up. L gently pulled the jar from his grasp and, upon removing the lid, dipped his fingers in.
"You can lick it if you want, I'm clean," he purred quietly into his partner's ear. Said partner didn't hesitate to take both fingers into his mouth and run his tongue expertly over them to get as much of the fruit preserve off of them.

The younger quickly tugged the jam away once both digits were completely clean once again and coated his own fingers with it. Instead of offering his fingers, he smeared some on his own lips and the rest on his neck. "Come get it then if you want it," he whispered with the slightest of smirks. The elder took the bait and flashed his warm tongue over the cool skin of BB's neck to lap up the jam. Each lick and nibble across the sensitive skin drew a soft noise from BB's throat, especially when butterfly kisses were used as a trail to his lips.

Their lips crashed together as the familiar tongue licked away the jam and finished by exploring the mouth of his lover. Despite the thunder and lightning outside, Beyond was unusually calm, even as Lawliet smeared more jam over his own chest. The younger hungrily licked all of the jam away again, paying particular attention to the elder's nipples and a sensitive spot just below his ribs with his teeth and tongue. Each lick was made as passionate as possible with extended motions and small lovebites being left everywhere.

The plan not to end with love making was quickly scrapped as the slim bodies moved slowly against each other. The car was obviously rocking but neither cared as the heat intensified. The slow friction was like sweet torture between them, driving their need for each other. The storm was at its worst but as far as they were concerned, it had stopped. Jam was abandoned with the clothes as BB slipped his length inside of L and slowly began to move his hips.

No words were spoken for the remainder of the night as both males allowed their bodies speak for the passion that they were feeling in each other's presence.