Disclaimer and such in Part 75
A/N: Mature Content
Part 90
The tension sent strange tingles and he unconsciously implored more of the action with a light nibble to behind the ear.
Another soft tug of the hair brought the two raven's lips together, L slightly sucking at the soft flesh for a heated moment.
The younger raven moaned softly, returning the kiss and adjusting his head to let the older rub his ears. In the moment, he rubbed their lower bodies together very slowly before stopping.
There was a breathy sound that escaped L but it never quite got further then that when his friend stopped seemingly half way to the detectives confusion.
B returned his attentions to the neck area until he'd calmed down enough, looking down to see a slightly flustered older raven and tilting his head curiously.
"Why did you stop when it started feeling so good?" the elder asked curiously.
The younger lifted himself up slightly, bracing his weight on his arms and teasingly rubbed against his friend.
"Like that?" he asked with a grin.
Another one of those soft, breathless sounds escaped and a small nod.
B looked to his jam jar and wormed a hand over before dunking 2 fingers inside and offering them to the older. Only when they were accepted would he begin to rub again.
L slowly sucked on his friends fingers, letting his tongue swirl around them as the sweet taste mixed with the soft grinding.
B grinned fondly, keeping his pace at a teasingly slow one, just because he wanted to watch his friend enjoying the two things they've shared. A slight pant and shiver ran through him, but he did not stop until his fingers were cleaned so the process could begin anew.
The longer this went on the more L enjoyed it. Seeming to become more excited with each new round.
With every new round, B would tease with a slightly faster pace or slightly more pressure. This continued until there was a little jam left. B dug out the remaining contents and poured that over his friend's chest after exposing it, leaning in to lick and suck the confection off, not stopping the grinding in the least.
This got a full, deep and loud moan, the contact being too much to bear quietly.
This sent a gratifying shiver down B's spine and when everything was cleaned, he went back to the neck, attacking the sensitive locations and grinding harder. He dug between them and reached inside pants to palm his friend, letting the small grunts and muffled moans get louder as he lost himself in the familiar act.
L was trying his best to stay quiet, not wanting to have a worried guard dog charging into their tent to see what the noise was about.
B paused his attentions to the neck, hearing the stifled sounds his friend was trying not to release and decided then to bring their mouths together. He didn't know what this would accomplish, but some inner instinct told him that this is what he should be doing and held his friend's head close to his own, moans and grunts still muffled effectively as he kissed him.
There L softly sucked his lip for a moment then automatically parted his lips slightly for the younger, something he would never understand driving him rather then thought.
The younger raven slowed the speed of his grinding when this occurred, even slowing the pace of which he palmed and stroked his friend, a response that he never anticipated. Letting instinct and hormones guide him, he timidly deepened the kiss, letting his tongue gradually invade the mouth of the older raven, letting his free hand run through raven locks. The harsh moans had softened considerably into something more breathy.
Dark eyes closed softly, letting his friend who gradually became more and more confident explore his mouth for a few moments before parting breathlessly.
"You taste very sweet," he murmured against the older raven's lips, placing soft kisses there and licking at the bottom one lightly.
"I'm glad..." the elder breathed back, his usual monotone replaced by something far more heated.
With his higher confidence and curiosity nowhere near satisfied, B licked at the detective's lips, silently asking for entry once more, pressing his lower half closer to the other as a natural response.
L shivered visibly and allowed the younger in once more, closing his eyes once more as he enjoys the feeling.
The scarlet eyed raven left nothing in the older's mouth untasted. He then found the tongue and sucked that into his mouth, tasting it and letting the older taste him in return.
L carefully moved around himself though not with the same confidence his friend had, enjoying the feeling.
The younger parted breathlessly and made an adjustment to his lower half and rolled his hips in, pressing them both together, this he did less harshly and at a casual pace, feeling out his body's responses as he gets closer to that edge. Soft moans escaped and he continued.
There was nothing about their actions that the elder understood completely. It was just too good to stop and he pulled his friend in closer.
While grinding anew, B kissed parts of the older raven's face lovingly. Between their heated bodies, the younger stopped his palming and freed the heated flesh, his hand slippery with the clear fluid. He paused momentarily to free his own heated length and brought them together and resumed, shivering at the new sensation of heated flesh against heated flesh.
The new feeling brought more pleasure and quickly had the elder climax, arching his back slightly into the younger before collapsing in exhaustion.
B opted to finish himself off, stroking and releasing into his hand with a low moan before collapsing on his friend, utterly spent. He lay on the older raven, panting heavily and petting black hair, getting himself back to normal.
L lazily ran his hand over the others back as he recovered, breathing heavily. He was tired. Exhausted.
When the haze cleared, B rolled off, but pulling the older with him. Out of curiosity, he brought up the substance and gave it an experimental lick, making a disgusted face at the salty bitterness of it. He wiped it on his pants before cuddling into the older.
"Why did you lick it?" the dark eyed boy asked, slightly amused at the expression his younger friend pulled.
"I wanted to know what it tasted like... it comes out of us and I thought it would taste sweet too. It's salty..." He shuddered and tried to get the taste from his mouth.
L gave a small snort of laughter, unable to do anything more in his exhaustion.
"Urine also comes out of us and you do not taste that..."
He pouted and lightly punched the older.
"But urine and... this stuff are of different consistencies. Urine is a fluid, this isn't. Urine flows, this stuff comes out in small bursts and is thicker and stickier..."
"Tasting it still never crossed my mind..." The elder rubbed his arm, even if the punch was playful.
"I would not recommend it. I solved that for the both of us..." He nearly gagged, having decided to swallow the taste that was in his mouth.
"Well thank you then I suppose..." the elder took a deep breath and cuddled back into his friend, unsure if he would be accepted back into his arms just yet.