A.N- Warnings- death, angst, sexual activities (a three way of sorts) and of dubious consent. This is my first lemon, btw. This fic is earning its 'm' rating. -_-; The inter-changing between 'Light' and 'Kira' has been done very much on purpose.

Re-uploaded for the sake of clarity.

Matsuda opened his eyes. They felt sore and red. He had been crying in his sleep.

So that was what he had been trying to forget. How stupid of him. How would anyone forget that night? How could anyone forget that the first person, who had dared to love him despite all the odds, had been horribly beaten and murdered as a result?

Matsuda shivered with the cold. It was still night time and he still felt exhausted. Dawn was probably just a few hours away. He needed to get some sleep. Maybe a hot drink would help. Though he could hardly see how a hot drink would cure the horror of having at least one mental breakdown, several scares, possible evidence of child grooming and witnessing two deaths in one evening (even though one death was a memory).

He sat up and nearly screamed when he saw a figure hunched up at the end of his bed. He recognised the white shirt that seemed to almost glow and the spiky black hair that screamed 'rebellion.'

"How did you survive?" whispered a voice. It did not seem to come from the figure, but rather from the actual room itself. It bored itself into his mind so that he could not be sure if it came from the room, the person or his own head.

"Are you the room?" asked Matsuda out loud, "is this," he looked at the figure, "just a representative of you?"

"I, Lawliet, am part of everything in here." Replied the voice by way of answer. "Even you Matsuda Touta, though I am not the only one..." Matsuda gulped and was about to ask for clarification but the ghost continued on. "I have been very polite to answer your question even though I asked one first. Would you kindly answer me now? How did you survive when poor, pretty Aiber did not?"

Shivering Matsuda leaned back against the head of the bed. "The men came to me after a while. They laughed at me, because I was crying." He closed his eyes. He had never spoken about his experiences to anyone. "I-they pulled down my pants and underwear. They...they looked at me down there. They checked me." He felt himself gagging a little. He saw no reason to go into detail with the ghost on how they checked him. "They saw that I was a virgin...that I hadn't actually..." he couldn't continue. Taking in a deep breath he opened his eyes but kept them low. "They let me go because I wasn't a sodomite. But they used Aiber as a warning. They said Aiber was checked and had been found to be a sodomite and so that's why he had...why he had been killed. I had to dig the grave...I had to bury what..." he choked on unshed tears and a strange blockage in his throat, "I had to bury what was left of him. It was part of my punishment."

"And after that," continued the ghost in a dead pan, didactic tone, "You were watched closely by your hate-filled, violent father who resented you and was ashamed of you. He turned into a mad zealot after that. You were raised to hate homosexuality. To hate yourself." Matsuda finally looked at the ghost. He was surprised to actually be able to see Lawliets eyes this time; the ghost was no longer hiding them under a heavy fringe. "It isn't a sin to be what we are," the ghost continued. "The god of your father is a petty being. If it existed I would go against it on purpose. Who would want to please such a monster?" Matsuda gaped at the blasphemous words.

"You can't mean that!" He cried, "Surely you are afraid of hell?"

"Your father beat a fear of hell into you. And now you do the same to poor Mello and Matt." The ghost said without any malice or judgment. It simply stated a cold truth. It made Matsuda feel ashamed. "However, I have not seen nor witnessed any hell. And I am more of an authority on the Afterworld than you are," a smile hinted at its lips, but soon vanished again. "There is nothing here but Mu. Nothingness. Emptiness. I cannot leave this place because of him."

"Him?" repeated Matsuda while blinking stupidly, "you mean Kira?"

Lawliet nodded. "I need Matt to be safe," he answered. "But I don't know if anything else needs to be done also."

"Kira is a danger to Matt?"

Again the spirit nodded.

"What about that thing I saw in here earlier? The thing with the wings?"

Lawliet scowled, it looked odd on such an expressionless face, "that hateful thing is Ryuuk. It works with Kira."

"What I don't understand? How? What does it do? Is it dangerous and why can I suddenly see it?"

Lawliet shook his head, "I can't answer everything. There are rules, even in this desolate plane I am trapped in." Without warning, the spirit crawled up Matsuda's body with unnatural speed. It reminded Matsuda of how spiders moved. Long fingers touched his face, making him flinch in response because they were too cold. "You are interesting to me, Matsuda Touta," Lawliet breathed down his ear. "I thought everything was doomed to remain the same, but then you came to this awful place and change began to happen." Matsuda could feel Lawliet nuzzling his hair. The spirit didn't seem the cuddling type, so Matsuda figured he was sniffing him, though that wasn't a comforting thought either. However he didn't push the ghost away. This was the closest he had been to anyone in many years, and after such a horrible dream had bought back dark memories, he was happy to at least pretend Lawliet was comforting him.

Lawliet lifted himself up and leaned over the still body of Matsuda. "You bought him in with you," he muttered. Due to their proximity Matsuda could see that Lawliets eyes were not actually black, but a dark grey. They were...hypnotising.

"Aren't they?" agreed a voice deep inside him. Matsuda blinked in confusion, jerking his head slightly.

"Do you know," the ghost continued in his deep voice, "how long I tried to keep him out of here? Out of the Upper rooms? Away from the boys? Mello constantly tries to thwart me though he doesn't know it. But you were the one who actually bought him in."

At first Matsuda didn't understand what Lawliet was talking about. He opened his mouth to ask but the skinny ghost gave him such a deprecating look that he quickly shut it again. He knew he would have to work it out alone. How would he have invited in a ghost? He thought of the few, but frightening, occasions when he had seen Kira.

Matsuda flashed back to the day Kira had chased them. He remembered the feeling of something washing over him. He remembered how he had spoken to a frightened Watari in a manner unlike himself and that he had felt so cocky when biting into the red, juicy apple. He remembered the ghost of Lawliet pushing him and that he nearly fell...but didn't because he had grabbed the railing in time.

"You tried to kill me," he whispered, "because I was possessed by Kira. You tried to kill me but I didn't die. By killing me you would have kept Kira out and away because it would have been a re-enactment of his death. He would have remained banned from this place." The ghost was silent, simply observing Matsuda with a cold indifference. They were still too close for comfort.

Suddenly the face changed. Matsuda blinked in surprise. Lawliet was beginning to breathe heavily. A slight pink tinge coloured his cheeks and his body rocked a little.

Matsuda cocked his head to one side...what was...going on?

Suddenly he looked down at himself. At some point during his ruminating, he had bought his leg up and was now using it to rub up and down the area between Lawliets legs. As it rubbed, it kept pulling up Lawliets white shirt, revealing milky white, unblemished skin. Seeing the skin made saliva build up in Matsuda's mouth. His own breath quickened.

Then as his leg journeyed back down it would graze over a hot lump that was growing ever evident in Lawliets trousers. Lawliet himself let out the odd hiss when that area was brushed against. Matsuda blushed heavily. How had he not noticed he was doing that?

"Beautiful, like this, isn't he?" muttered the same self satisfied voice he had heard earlier in his mind.

"Light?" He asked out loud looking anywhere but Lawliets face, "what? Are you inside me?"

"In a manner of speaking, but I would rather be inside someone else, want to join me?"

Suddenly Matsuda flipped Lawliet over so that he was now crouching over the ghost. He pushed down on Lawliets wrists. It was strange, they felt so solid and even the coldness was beginning to seep away. Matsuda looked around, the room seemed to be shifting between what he recognised as his own room and then as a room he did not know.

"Time is disturbed," said Lawliet, answering Matsuda's unasked question. Matsuda looked down to see the ghost looking as calm and unruffled as ever. The voice inside of him growled in growing frustration. "It is shifting between your time, and the time when we were alive." The ghost continued. "We ghosts tend to repeat what happened in our lives, which is the main reason why I did not want Kira up here. I knew something like this would occur. I am unhappy about it. I dislike you, Kira."

"It's Light!" roared the red-eyed spirit through Matsuda's mouth. The tutor gasped, his throat felt it had been ripped because the scream had been so sudden and so forceful. He felt violated that the ghost inside him was using his body in such a way.

"This is partially why I hated Kira," Lawliet carried on, "he sullied me and everyone else. He is a user and an abuser. He doesn't care," Lawliet looked deep into Matsuda's eyes, and the tutor realised it wasn't him but Kira L was really talking to, "he doesn't care if the persons he is hurting are women or even children. Or even someone who wanted to try and love Light."

The thing in Matsuda paced like a caged Lion before taking control of Matsuda once more and leaning down fully onto Lawliet. "I care about you," said Matsuda/Kira in a sickly sweet voice, "I always liked you Lawliet. You stopped me from being bored. You were such a blessing. I love you. I do. I love you."

He leaned down and began to nuzzle Lawliet before gently kissing his thin, pale lips. Lawliet remained still and impassive. Matsuda could feel Kira's mounting rage and frustration despite the fact that on the outside he was still treating Lawliet with care and consideration. Kira was clearly an expert at hiding his true feelings.

"Please love me back," Light continued, Matsuda's lips brushing against Lawliets, "I know you do, just say it out loud. Then we can go, you and I, together, somewhere else. It's me keeping you here. We can't move on unless you just accept."

Matsuda felt himself becoming light headed. He began to pull away from the situation mentally. He couldn't stop Light from using his body, but he could make his mind go elsewhere. Besides, the situation was feeling increasingly private and personal. He felt odd being privy to it. He felt himself stand up before he looked down to the bed. Sure enough there was L lying on his back. Light was on top of him, but wearing Matsuda's clothes. Lawliet was looking right at Matsuda, watching him as he was assaulted by the devilish Kira. Matsuda smiled softly. He felt sorry for Lawliet. It couldn't be easy; being in love with someone you knew was a maniac.

Lawliet returned the smile, albeit briefly. "It's why you liked Misa you know," he said softly, never turning away from Matsuda. "Because of her blue eyes and blonde hair. It's why you are a little in awe of Mello's beauty as well. They remind you of Aiber's features."

Matsuda blinked, tears welling up. He felt his heart was actually hurting; like it was bleeding out.

"Stop ignoring me!" screamed Kira suddenly. He viciously scratched the side of his own face, but Matsuda was the one who screamed. He clutched his cheek and found it was bleeding. Kira grinned up at him. Lawliet obediently turned his face to Light's.

"I'm sorry," he said tonelessly, "don't hurt the Tutor. He doesn't understand." He leaned up and gently kissed Light. It was chaste and short but Light looked like he could die of pure ecstasy, if he wasn't already dead. After a moment of bliss, he hurriedly began to pull down Lawliets trousers. Matsuda's face burned and he looked away. He could understand why Mello and Matt argued if this sort of behaviour was what they witnessed. It was hard to tell whether Kira actually loved Lawliet, or if he was obsessed with him.

To his right he saw Light and Lawliet standing together arguing. He frowned. He could still feel them behind him, panting and shuffling about in the bed covers.

"This is...too strange," his thoughts were slow and fuzzy. "Why are there two lots of Light and Lawliet?" He walked up to the arguing couple cautiously. They did not notice him or acknowledge his presence. It was as if he wasn't there. And unlike when they were on the bed, these two incarnations of the dead men did not appear to be solid. They were like wisps of smoke, a mere memory of times past.

Lawliet was huddled against a wall while the broader man leaned over him. Yet, because of the defiant, dark eyes, Matsuda couldn't describe Lawliet as looking weak or fragile compared to Light. He was allowing Kira to be brutal.

"So what are you saying L?" the brunet breathed, pushing up Lawliets shirt and rubbing his hands across the slim, flat tummy. "Are you afraid that I've been cheating on you? I haven't touched another girl since I started having you." Kira leaned in a bit down on Lawliets neck, biting and sucking. Matsuda flinched. It did not seem loving or even sexual. It was as if Kira was branding Lawliet. The pale man turned away from Kira, forcing the younger man to move away slightly. "What?" Kira demanded, "What is it now? You're so difficult, so damn changeable! I never know what you want!"

"Why are you always with Mello now?" Lawliets voice was flat, but even Matsuda picked up the slight accusatory tone in it.

Light backed away fully. "What do you mean?"

"Why are you always sneaking off with him? Why do you go in the woods together? The servants are talking you know."

"I told you!" Spat Light in response, "I take him fishing! He's intelligent and fun, unlike you! And Matt is a little sap I can't stand him! I hardly want him with me!" Matsuda and Lawliet both flinched when Kira insulted Matt. Lawliet said nothing. "And you," Kira continued his diatribe, "won't come with me anyway! You look down on me and I hate it!" He shoved Lawliet, flinging the thin man to the floor. Lawliet allowed it to happen.

Light breathed heavily for a few moments before composing himself. He looked slightly regretful but hid it quickly under the handsome veneer. "You always make me act unlike myself," he said in a calm voice, pulling Lawliet back to his feet. "I was never this angry or violent before you. I've always been seen as a gentleman."

Lawliet turned to Light sharply, fire in his large eyes. "You are no gentleman," he hissed, "and I have not made you violent. As long as I have known you, you have always been this way. You just cannot hide yourself from me. I know the real you and I can draw it out." He sounded a little proud of this apparent ability. Lawliet brushed his hand against Light's face. "But it is true that you couldn't have always been this way. Once you were a gentleman, maybe even good." He bought the hand away and cradled it with the other. He moved away towards the bed, his back to Light. "But not anymore. I do not want you around Mello."

"Why? WHY?" Kira marched up to Lawliet and turned him around without giving him chance to answer. Matsuda stumbled backwards; Light's eyes had turned from a honey brown to a deep red. "You cannot dictate to me what I do!" Kira yelled, spittle flying from his mouth.

Lawliet narrowed his eyes in contempt, stirring on Light's rage. "You think I'm doing bad things to Mello don't you? Don't you?" Kira lifted his fist and bought it down to Lawliet. Where the pale man did not even flinch, Matsuda closed his eyes and looked away.

"Don't be too hard on me," he heard Light's rich voice murmur in his ear. He opened his eyes. The scene with Light and Lawliet was gone. Light stood behind him looking calm and handsome. "Lawliet isn't the absolute good person you think he is. He likes to push people's buttons; he likes to see what makes us tick. And then he uses it to send us over the edge. He sent me crazy you know; crazy with lust and anger. You should also know that, despite all the sly remarks and hints, I am not a paedophile."

"You're worse."

Matsuda blinked. He had changed position again. He realised that he was back in his body and on his bed leaning over Lawliet, only now he was (to his great shame) completely naked. Lawliet beneath him had been the one who had just spoken.

"Lawliet," Matsuda muttered. The ghost was naked also and the pair of them were under the bed covers. Lawliets long legs wrapped around Matsuda's middle. His whole body began to heat up, but inside he felt like a deep heat, like molten lava was developing in his stomach than travelling southwards... he blushed heavily and against his will, began to pant. "I don't...huh...hah...I don't want to, erm...do this..hm..." he tired to gasp. He was becoming increasingly aroused, and it felt like it had come from nowhere, there had been no build up, no forewarning. Matsuda's whole body began to tremble with fear and exertion.

"Mello slipped through my fingers," Lawliet continued as if Matsuda had said nothing and as though a potential rape wasn't about to happen, "and he's slipping through yours."

Kira made Matsuda shove his fingers into Lawliets mouth. He flinched when the ghost sucked at them slightly. It was gross and very wet. "Why is Kira doing this," he wondered trying to keep his head clear, "is it to shut Lawliet up?"

Inside Kira sniggered, it was like a deep rumble. "So innocent, aren't we?" he teased, prying Matsuda's fingers away from Lawliets mouth. "How can you not know this sort of thing?"

"I don't want this," Matsuda whimpered, " I don't like you Kira and I don't understand. Why would you need me at all?"

"So I can feel it," whispered Kira. Matsuda felt like he was behind him, talking into his ear. It was uncomfortable but arousing at the same time. He felt his blush deepening as his shame rose. "You need to stop being so afraid," Kira continued to whisper, "this is a part of who you are. You should embrace it."

"You're the devil!" wept Matsuda, "not you, I don't like you!"

Lawliet looked at him, "you are making him worse," he announced, Matsuda assumed to Kira. "This will make him even more introverted and full of self loathing. For once do the right thing. Let him go."

"I want to feel you," Light groaned through Matsuda's lips.

"Like I said, for once do the right thing. Sacrifice your own want in order to allow this man to feel safe."

"He'll be fine," Kira muttered. Matsuda felt someone stroke his face, "you'll enjoy it," Kira promised him, "you just need to relax and...let it happen."

Lawliet shook his head and looked away. He closed himself off, mentally at least. But with that action Matsuda found his body cooling a little and his arousal wilting somewhat. For a split second he wondered if it was because Kira was disappointed, he could feel the spirit pulling away despondently, but then he realised it was himself who felt let down; Matsuda wanted to see Lawliets eyes. For so long he had wanted to properly see the man, and tonight he had gotten not only that but to talk to Lawliet as well. And with Light's amorous thoughts and words he found himself...craving for what was about to happen.

Kira had gone curiously quiet; almost as if he had retreated completely but Lawliet looked at him, shock in his eyes. "Matsuda? You want me?" murmured the lithe, pale soul looking up at him. "Of course you do," shock faded in the deep grey eyes, "you feel a connection with me, you have from the start." He reached up and gently touched Matsuda's face, "we're alike, you and I. Added to this is the simple fact that you are lonely. You have almost no adult relationships and the ones you do have are unhealthy and non-romantic." He brushed his hand onto the back of Matsuda's head and allowed his hands to feel the thick black hair. "Poor you," he whispered before gently kissing Matsuda's lips.

The tutor felt like a series of little explosions had been let off in his stomach. He sighed and settled down on top of Lawliet allowing the kiss to deepen by very tentatively opening his mouth so that Lawliet could begin to use his tongue.

"I don't understand," he heard Light mutter. "Do you want this or don't you?" Without waiting for an answer, Matsuda wasn't even sure who Light was talking to, Light's spirit mentally pushed down into Matsuda's body, taking complete control over it. Matsuda felt like it was both himself and Light kissing Lawliet together. "Oh Lawli," Light groaned heavily, "I can feel you...I can feel you again..."

Using Matsuda's hands, he stroked down Lawliets thighs and gently pulled his legs further apart. Lawliet shifted a little, his ankles still resolutely tied around Matsuda's back. Lawliet broke away from the kiss and whispered, "Light..." Matsuda felt like it was almost a question, but he didn't understand. Matsuda felt his hand reaching under himself and down Lawliet before gently brushing his backside. With aching slowness they pushed inside. Lawliet moaned wantonly and began to push down.

Matsuda began to struggle. He couldn't cope with it, it was too much! He-

"Let me take control for a bit," whispered Light. Matsuda willingly obeyed, and Light pulled his body up into a slightly different position. The tutor looked down on Lawliet, he was panting slightly, his tongue almost at his lips. His skin was flushed and hair was even more unruly than before. He looked stunning. The most shocking thing however, was the look of lust in the usually dead eyes.

"Is it me or Light he's looking at?" He wondered.

"Me of course," responded Kira spitefully, "you're just here for the ride. Enjoy your first time. It may well be your last also..."

"What?" Asked Matsuda, suddenly alarmed, but he was cut off by his own body pushing physically into Lawliet. He cried out. Lawliet was so tight and so, so hot! He had never experienced anything like it. He had to stop half way through pushing in, (much to Light's discontent,) because the feeling was too raw and too powerful.

"God you're such a prude," Kira admonished lightly as Matsuda gasped for breath. To his relief, Kira took over. Kira was, as Matsuda expected, very confident. He grinned down at Lawliet, who was panting so heavily and his face was so screwed up he looked as though he was going to die. He frowned at Kira, "I want the other one," he complained through heavy breaths, "not you."

"Liar," scowled Kira, but Matsuda felt that same strange sensation of the spirit pulling away slightly. When it returned, it no longer felt as repressive or as cruel.

Light took in Lawliets facial expression before pushing all the way in with one brutal thrust. Lawliet and Matsuda cried out. Light pulled out and pushed back in without warning, this time so hard that the headboard of the bed slammed into the wall. "Oh...agh...God..." gasped Lawliet beginning to push himself onto Matsuda, meeting every one of Light's hard thrusts.

"Please...em...hah... Don't..." Matsuda couldn't finish, not understanding what he wanted to say or the feelings he was undergoing. He could hear Lights shocking and lascivious thoughts inside him ('fuck...L...fuck yes... agh... harder... fuck... fuck... gotta fuck you... faster...agh ...") and he would have died from embarrassment had he not been so caught up in the moment himself.

The feeling of fucking Lawliet felt so amazing. It wasn't so much because it was Lawliet, but it was the actual act itself. It was so wild and so freeing. The sweat and the noises and the passion and the groans and the gasps; it was all so animalistic and base, but there was a kind of beauty in it as well. It was natural; it was what living things did. They fucked. Matsuda revelled in the fact that he was able to act completely on impulse. He threw his head back and growled as he sped up his thrusts into Lawliet. Lawliet was a tool, something he could use to work out all his stress and anxiety and repressed lust that had been building up and tightening in his abdomen for years and years.

He suddenly felt Light leaning his chin on his shoulder. Matsuda looked at him in confusion. Underneath him he was still rocking into Lawliet, but he realised it was just him not Light.

"Let's make this more interesting," Light smirked, unlike before it was not cruel, but it was seductive and a little sinister. Matsuda felt a jolt of excitement shoot down from his stomach into his penis.

Light pushed Matsuda down with a force that wasn't completely human so that Matsuda was on top of Lawliets body. He was no longer able to keep thrusting into Lawliet at such an angle; the man beneath him groaned in frustration, stirring Matsuda into action, sucking on his fingers as he had seen Lawliet do earlier, he pushed those inside Lawliet and mimicked the actions of earlier only this time he didn't need Light to do it for him; Matsuda wanted to do it and in the throes of pain and pleasure, all anxiety had been eroded away.

Lawliet groaned so wantonly Matsuda almost came. The paler man pushed himself down onto the fingers as Matsuda explored his insides. He brushed past one area that caused Lawliet to cry out and arch up.

Before he could analyse what exactly he had done to make Lawliet react in such a way, he felt something large, hot and damp pushing into his backside. He turned and stared at Light wide eyed. He was grinning, "don't worry," he mouthed, malevolence and sick glee shining in his beautiful brown eyes, "this isn't really happening."

And then he pushed, making Matsuda scream before biting Lawliets shoulder. Light gasped and groaned.

"Hm...nnn... nice... tight... virgin," he crowed brokenly.

Matsuda would have broken down into tears had Lawliet not begun to stroke his head comfortingly. "Shhh," the ghost hushed before kissing him gently. "Light can be gentle," the ghost said, though Matsuda wasn't sure how when both of them were kissing.

"Why has he said that anyway?" He wondered in his mind, "I'm not Light."

"Yes...right now you are," responded Lawliet, presumably telepathically.

Light slammed back into Matsuda, making him bite Lawliets lip viciously. Light laughed and began to make a steady pace. The pain began to subside and Matsuda became aware that he was rubbing against Lawliet. He sighed and nuzzled into Lawliets hair. It was odd because Lawliet didn't smell of anything. But Matsuda could certainly feel him. Sighing himself Lawliet began to rub against Matsuda, going in opposite motion to Lights thrusts. Matsuda nearly screamed when Lawliets penis brushed against his own. The feeling was like electric shooting through his body. He felt himself getting even hotter and harder with the twin sensations of Light inside him and Lawliet against him.

"Oh my God," he whispered, water gathering at his eyes, "oh my God." He brushed his hands down Lawliets body before stroking them up Lights. Both men hummed and sighed in pleasure. Matsuda began to push back down on Light whilst gripping Lawliets hips and lifting them slightly to keep them rubbing against his own.

Everything was in control and at a steady, blissful pace when Light suddenly hit Matsuda's prostrate causing the man to shout out and fall heavily on top of Lawliet. Lawliet allowed himself small smile as Light began to hit the same place over and over, strangely enough causing both men to groan and move at the same time.

"Oh good boy," grinned Light patronisingly to Matsuda, who would have been angry if he wasn't so happy at that moment. "F-fuck...good boy boy ah...I...I love you...Lawli-"

He suddenly cried out and Matsuda felt something hot shooting into him. Simultaneously he and Lawliet cried out. Matsuda's eyes were tightly closed as he felt a rush of adrenaline and endorphins crowding through his senses. It felt like everything was shaking, like an earthquake. He could hear rumbling. As his euphoria faded somewhat he opened his eyes. Thousands of apples littered across the room. When the men had come to completion, there had been an explosion of red apples. Without even thinking to question the bizarreness of what had happened they all collapsed in top of one another just as the red rays of dawn began to seep through the windows.

"Thank you," whispered Lawliet in a breathy, ghostly voice that seemed to be fading away, "thank you for bringing Light back as well as..."

Matsuda didn't understand but was too tired to ask what the ghost meant.

When Matsuda awoke a few hours later he was fully dressed in his night clothes and completely alone in his bed. His underwear, however, was very wet and very sticky.

A.N- :O I can't believe I wrote something so *rude*. OMG, I can't believe I've written this... *dies of shame* It's the first 'lemon' I've written. The possession thing is a bit like that film Ghost, but with sexy men instead of a not-so-sexy Whoopi Goldberg. I knew this would happen (and this is why I bought it up to an M) but still...omg...I'm so ashamed...I've written porn... :O

On a side note, I put this story on Deviantart and one reader has said she can no longer continue reading because it's too scary. Is it bad that I am oddly proud of this (even though I have lost a reader, and I don't have many)?