*Prompt content once again suggested by Little Ryuu! This is a companion to the last drabble, which will, hopefully, now make more sense. Keyword: hopefully. Lol. As always, I promise nothing. ^.^
Title: Accidental Silhouettes
Chapter Seventy-One: Brittle
It was always there.
Raito fumbled with his fingers as L continued to speak in riddles and percentiles, eyes downcast and, for once, far off from the conversation at hand.
Those dark eyes trailing after his slouched form did little to bother him as he concentrated on the cold feel of the cuff manacled against his wrist, wanting more than just a momentary distraction from the vile stringent sensation invading his psyche.
Little whispers he could not control were barely heard within his own ears, making him feel so… dirty.
All he could ask for was a momentary distraction…
'Please.'