Cannabis--1968
AN: Hello my lovelies! This chapter was very hard to write because of the whole first person thing splashing into the LEMON!scene; so yeeaahh, forgive me if the lemon sucks eggs like a whore. I've only ever written ONE good yaoi lemon ever and that's in a different fandom.
ALSO! In my spare time (other than writing this; it's extremely fun) I've been doing a fan-comic for ze Light/L thing that I haven't posted yet, but today I will. Please visit my homepage to see it! It's going to be under the title of "Pen Comic". Shameless pimping over!
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Jerry had let us stay for a few hours after I had told L that I loved him. Maybe it was because I had fell asleep holding onto L by the waist.
When I woke up, he hand Jerry were playing 'go fish' with the deck of cards resting on top of my head. L lifted the cards off of my head with two fingers; he smiled slightly. "Good you're awake. My legs fell asleep hours ago." I noticed the flowery smell of incense hovering in the air.
I lifted myself up off of L's legs and stretched my back, wincing slightly at the loud series of cracks that followed. L had gotten up from the couch, pulled on his sweater and bid Jerry and the others in the apartment good night.
Jerry showed us the door, and grinned secretly at L. "Night guys…" The door clicked shut.
We began to walk up the narrow staircase, and L turned to me. His black eyes were unreadable. "Did you mean what you said, Light?"
I felt a sudden blush cover my cheeks, but I nodded. Did he really think that I would say something like that and NOT mean it? L stared at me a few seconds; his gaze was probing, as if he were trying to discern what I had said was the truth. Something flashed across his onyx orbs before he nodded to himself, and walked up the stairs.
My hand twitched at my side before I grabbed his pale hand and pulled him close to me. "What? No 'I love you too, Light'?" His expression remained blank, but I could see the tell-tale flush begin to powder L's cheeks.
"Light…this is becoming awkward." L muttered, turning his face almost as if to bury it in my chest. I leaned down and nuzzled my nose against his cheek.
"You were the one who kissed me first, L." I trailed my lips across his face to his own.
L's eyes snapped up to meet mine, "I know that."
"So why don't you now?" Our mouths were touching as I whispered this against L's lips.
L pressed his mouth softly against my own, earning a delighted sigh from me. At least I knew he wouldn't deny that he had sparked something inside of me.
I earned soft butterfly kisses from him, but I knew it had to stop before I did something regretful. "L…" I said. He lifted his black eyes to mine. "I suggest you stop me." I felt my insides quake with something I could only think of as lust. I didn't want to scare him into hating me. L raised a dark eyebrow.
"Why would I want you to stop? Maybe I want this as much as you do."
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We had barely made it to the apartment, our hands and lips too busy discovering things about one another to really stop and open the white Victorian door.
I slammed the door shut with my foot, ignoring the loud crash of something in one of L's boxes.
I pushed L onto the couch, tearing away from our kiss to admire my 'handy-work'.
L's black eyes were half-lidded, and a dark blush covered his pale face. His bottom lip was swollen slightly from the forceful kisses I had given him. I straddled his waist and loomed over him, my hands on either side of his head.
The apartment was dark, the only light came from the open window. L looked up at me, his tongue darting out to wet his bruised lips. "m-may I ask you a question, Light?" He asked softly. I dipped my head to the crook of his neck, rumbling out a low 'hm?'
I inhaled slightly, enjoying the smell of pot and strawberry cake.
I heard L suck in a sharp breath of air. "Have you…ever been with a man before?" I lifted my face to his and kissed him softly.
"No, have you?" I stared into his pit-like eyes, seeing a small flurry of emotions swim around in their depths.
"…I've never slept with anyone before." L raised an eyebrow. "I never saw the need."
I let my hand skim down L's side, lightly rubbing circles on the clothed flesh. I felt him shiver; a smirk curled onto my lips. "You're going to see why people are so sex crazed, L." I murmured huskily into his ear. I let my tongue skim the outer shell of his ear. A small moan bubbled up from L's throat, which made me want to make even more noises of pleasure to escape his lovely mouth.
I had girlfriends before; most of them were ditzy idiots who would have been more than happy to give up their virginity to a handsome boy. Their bodies were soft and made of curves, whilst L was sharp angles and lines. I found I liked the latter much more.
I ran my mouth across the pale flesh of L's neck, feeling pulse flutter like a bird's. I kissed the throbbing artery, causing it to jump slightly.
I pushed the layers of shirts off his body and there them carelessly to the floor. My fingers ghosted over the pale plane of his stomach; I looked up to his face. "No fair," L said, his eyes half lidded, "Why are you undressing me when you're still fully clothed?"
I chuckled and kissed him softly. "Then undress me."
His spidery fingers scuttled underneath my grey tee shirt, caressing slightly the soft patch of dark auburn hair that ran across my stomach. His fingers inched up my torso, over one of my erect nipples, causing a hiss/groan to leak out of my mouth.
I felt myself strain against my jeans, making it almost uncomfortable to move. L threw my tee shirt roughly in the same direction I had thrown his shirts, and ran the pads of his soft fingertips down my chest. A low moan rumbled out of my throat; his fingers rested on the button of my jeans, pausing momentarily. "Go on," I purred.
L looked up at me, a slightly mischievous glint in his black gaze, and slid three fingers down the front of my pants. His fingers skimmed the beginning of the shaft, causing me to gasp at the light touch. His hand ventured lower until those long fingers wrapped around my member.
I groaned loudly as he began to rub small, teasing circles around the shaft and on the tip of the head. "I-I thought y…you've never done b-b-before!" I gasped, bucking my hips slightly forward.
I didn't want to come before L had a taste of what I wanted. L smiled dazedly, "I never said that I haven't…touched myself before." I moaned. He was just too damn good.
I stopped his hand by pulling it out of my pants and pinning his arms above his head. L squirmed slightly, our hips grinding together; I could feel L's want pressing against my inner thigh. I smirked slightly and forcefully kissed the strange hippie.
L's tongue became bolder as we kissed; tracing my teeth and lips as if committing them to memory. His body shaking, and I could feel mine shaking as well.
My lips descended down his neck, nipping and sucking various places. I ran my hot tongue slowly over and down his chest; me teeth captured one of his pink nipples. I rolled the nub between my teeth, causing small pants and mewls to escape my roommate's lips.
I began to kiss L's white stomach; my tongue traced the outside of his navel, and I noticed he had a light freckle inside of it.
I undid L's pants and threw them aside. They were in the way.
"No underwear?" I asked, a silent chuckled apparent in voice.
A scarlet blush covered L's cheeks. "It's so much more cost effective not to buy underwear."
I laughed loudly and felt a wave of warmth roll down my spine. I ran my fingers down his shaft. "God I love you." murmured as L bucked into my hand. He undid my pants and I slid out of the constricting fabric.
Our limbs were intertwined as I slid in and out of him; my head swam as L's gasps and moans meshed with my own. My shoulder's quaked, and I felt tears pool at the corners of my eyes.
I felt him release into my hand, and felt my own climax building at the base of my spine. I shuddered with release, and moaned lowly. L's lips twitched beside my ear.
"I love you, Light." He whispered. I could feel the drying tears on his cheeks.
Our days were spent in the blur of sameness, and our nights were spent in each other's arms.
The last night I was to spend in San Francisco, L and I sat on the green couch like we had been doing the past week. "I want to give you something." L said, placing the spent joint we had been sharing in a clay bowl we used for an ash tray. He bent over the arm of the couch and began to rummage through a box that sat beside the couch.
I watched in silence as his pale fingers flipped through various papers kept in files until they stopped and wrapped around a thick manila envelope. "Don't open this until you reach your home." L looked into my eyes until I nodded and took the heavy envelope. I placed it in between the couch's cushions so I'd remember.
I didn't.
We stood at Sand Francisco's bus station; L stood by my side like a devoted wife seeing her husband off to war (maybe that wasn't the best way to put it.)
He stood in his normal crouch, hands in pockets and stared at the grey cement. His lumberjack hat was askew.
My hand tightened around the strap of my bag, much as it did when I had first arrived in San Francisco. I turned to L and noticed crystal-like tears forming at the corners of his dark eyes.
I wiped them away and leaned down for one last kiss. I hugged him tightly, pulling apart and I rested my forehead against his. "I want to see you again, L." I said, my voice becoming slightly forced as I tried not to cry.
The bus to St. Louis pulled up with a sigh, causing our bodily contact to sever. L let a small, sad smile come to his lips and waved as I climbed onto the hulking monster. I watched as he became a small green, black, white, and brown dot in the distance.
My mind kept yelling at me to go back to him, but I knew I couldn't.
Almost a day later, the bus pulled into St. Louis, and I saw my family of three sitting on one of the metallic benches.
Sayu jumped up and down as she greeted me, a large grin on her youthful face. When she hugged me though, a slight grimace came to her pretty features. "Ew Light! You stink!"
My eyebrows furrowed, and I lifted the sleeve of my smoker's jacket to my nose and breathed in deeply. A large, silly grin broke out over my face. Expensive Indian pot and strawberry cake.
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Why Light!? Why'd you have to go!? This isn't the last chapter, but the next one will be. I already have it written out in my note book, but I still have to re-read it and change some stuff around.
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