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Stay with me, don't let me go
Because there's nothing left at all
Stay with me, don't let me go
Until the Ashes of Eden fall
(Ashes of Eden: Breaking Benjamin)
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L stood within the torrential downpour. Rainwater dripping from soaked hair onto clothing that'd been drenched on little more than seconds. He could hear the bells clearly now, could distinguish them for what they were. Funeral bells. The tolling of the end of life. He wondered for whom the bells tolled for, Watari, perhaps, or maybe someone else was destined to die tonight whilst a freak thunderstorm raged on.
He caught sight of movement out of the corner of his eye and felt another pang shoot through him. Light in his immortal glory, forever frozen in the form of a teenager, stood under an awning as he called out to L over the sound of the deluge. Feeling childish L shook his head and cupped his ear in a gesture meant to inform Light that he couldn't understand. He watched as Light visibly hesitated, no doubt not wanting to get wet, when he made his way out into the rain with an arm held up to block his face. 'It's a shame we never had the chance to find out if we could have had something.' Perhaps if Light had never picked up the Death Note things wouldn't have ended the way they did. 'But we would have never met, and that's a crime in and of itself.'
"What are you doing out here L, you'll catch a cold." Light said, voice gentle and eyes worried. "Are you..." Light trailed off, and looked over the edge of the building.
"Do you hear them?" L asked, reaching out and grabbing Light's hand.
"Hear what, L?" Light returned the grip and moved closer to L.
"The bells?" L didn't expect him to hear them, Light was already dead and had no need for the bells that signalled the end of one's life.
"Come on L, let's get out of this rain." L allowed Light to drag him away from the storm and night sky.
They dripped water into the building as they wondered down the stairs. L could feel the tension within Light, knew it had something to do with the Death Note scrap of paper. Light silently led those to their shared bedroom, lightning strikes lighting up the otherwise dark room. 'I'm going to die.' L knew this for a fact. Could taste it in the air. Watari was gone, he trusted his successors and the detectives to take care of the body. Because L knew he wasn't going to leave this bedroom alive. 'This is my only chance, our only chance.'
L tugged Light towards him, meeting cold lips with his own as he encouraged Light to kiss him back. L divested Light of his clothing, the wet fabric sticking to tanned skin before dropping with a sodden thud to the ground, vanishing into smoke. Light made a noise of surprise, L kissing it away, and tanned fingers pulled L's white sweater over his head and dropped it to the floor. L shivered as his wet skin was exposed to the cool air of the bedroom, kissing along Light's neck before pausing at Light's pulse point. He could feel Light's hands tracing down his bare sides, fingers tugging at the top of his jeans before undoing the zip. Not one to be bested L undid the zipper on Light's pants and pulled both pants and underwear down at once even as his own hit the floor. They made it to the bed, Light's wings making an appearance and L lightly brushed at the feathers causing Light to shiver and the feathers to rustle.
"Are you sure?" Light asked, the first words spoken since they entered the bedroom.
"Are you?" L countered and met Light's kiss as he levered himself over the Angel. Limbs damp and cool with rain water slide against one another as L kissed his way across Light's neck and chest whilst Light trailed fingers down the curve of L's spine and placed feather-light kisses on his hair.
They moved quickly from there, Light producing a bottle of moisturiser cream which L used to slather his fingers and cock in, gently working Light open and kissing away the small sighs that the Angel released. When L deemed him ready he began to gently ease his way in. Warmth wrapping around his length as he threaded fingers through the feathers on Light's wings when he noticed them trembling.
"God's," Light hissed though his teeth and L couldn't help but agree when he bottomed out. He paused for a moment, feeling the muscles contract around his length even as Light shuddered. "Move."
L locked eyes with crimson ones before following through with the order, pulling out and thrusting back into the warmth. Light gasped and his wings arched up around them causing L to jerk in response which earns a loud moan from the Angel. They fell into a sloppy rhythm, each meeting one another sometimes but other times missing the other. The movement, heat, sounds and sensations sent him over the edge, his orgasm crashing over him before he saw it coming. He rode it out, still thrusting into Light before he pulled out with a trail of cum. Noting Light's straining erection he brought up a hand and with a few twists Light followed him into the after sex haze that clouded his vision. L settled his breathing before pulling Light into his arms, wings and all, and for the first time in days fell into a peaceful slumber.
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Light's heartbeat thrummed inside him, both he and L were slick with water, sweat and bodily fluids, but with L sleeping upon his shoulder Light couldn't summon the strength to care. 'Or maybe it has something to do with the fact that L only has a few hours left to live.' He watched the numbers above L's head count down rapidly, bringing a hand up to trace the features of L's face as though to memorize them. 'At least we finally made it this far.' It wasn't amazing, but Light hadn't expected anything else for their first time. 'For our last time.' He swallowed back a sob and blinked away tears, placing a kiss upon inky locks and settling down safe within L's arms. He didn't mean to, but the declining numbers sent Light to sleep. When he woke up again it was to the sounds of pain.
L's eyes were closed, but even so he thrashed about and whimpered upon the bed, covers strewn about due to the rapid movement. Light shot to his knees, ignoring the twinge of pain and fluids that ran down his thighs, as he flared his wings out for balance and pulled L into his arms making calming noises. He couldn't hide the tears or the sobs that were clawing at his throat.
"It's okay L, I'm here, and I'll always be here." L thrashed in his arms, whimpers turning into sobs of pain even as his thin, wiry frame shook. "It's okay, you're going to be okay, and it's all going to be over soon." Light sobbed, clutching L tightly to his shoulder even as his struggles weakened and the numbers entered single digits. "You're fine, it's okay, and you can go." The numbers ticked down. Three... "I want you to know." Two... "I will always love you." One... L fell still and Light wasn't sure if it was a blessing or a curse that he never woke up.
He clung to L, tears streaming down his face even as he rocked back and forth on his heels as he struggled to keep his sons from escaping. He wasn't sure how long he was like that for when the reaper arrived. One moment he was holding L alone in the bedroom, the next the shadowy figure arrived.
'No! No, I can't let him go!' He clung tighter to L and eyed the reaper with watery distrust. The reaper made no moves towards them though, simply standing off to the side in silence. 'But I can't force him to stay either.' Light wouldn't make that decision for him. Reluctantly, and with far more tears, Light released L's still form from his grip and laid him upon the pillows, shifting far enough away so he wasn't in the reapers path, but close enough to intervene should the need arise. The reaper approached and carefully extracted a ball of glowing mass and cradled it to its chest.
"I'll take good care of him" The reapers voice was multiple voices at once, yet just one, with a nod towards Light it was gone. His sorrow hit him tenfold at that point, tears and sobs overwhelming him as he bowed over upon the mattress.
"It needed to be done, you understand? You can't have attachments when you're an Angel of Death. I needed your family and lover out of the way to ensure you didn't stray from your new path. I'm telling you this rather than running the risk of you discovering it later. I manipulated things this way in order to remove the attachments you still held. You'll get over it soon enough, you'll see that I did what I did for your best interests."
Light didn't even bother lashing out at the shinigami king. Wasn't even sure if the ancient being was in the same room, much less the realm. He didn't care at that moment. No doubt he'd seek revenge in the future for the fact that the king had manipulated them in such a way. But for now, now he mourned.
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