More than just cake - Lawliet x OC -

Oxygen

Again with the porn. This time I might say, that it is for the plot, though! I feel there is something beautiful in this chapter, even if it is (again) a very graphic sex-scene.

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November 5th, 2004

Fay woke up to the rain.

For a moment she was back in Wammy's house, in England, where it always rained. L's scent of vanilla and cotton surrounded her, and she knew she was home.

Then she opened her eyes, and saw the big glass windows that reached from floor to the ceiling, the water pouring down, making the silhouette of Tokyo grey and uneven, like an impressionist painting.

"Good morning." L's voice said, and Fay turned her gaze to him.

He was sitting up, the sheet covering his nakedness from hips down, the grey morning light illuminating the lean muscles of his arms and shoulders, the sharpness of his bones under the ivory skin. He wasn't looking at her, but out of the window, into the rain, chewing his thumb absentmindedly.

"Hey, you're here." she breathed. "Nice."

She had almost gotten used to it, that in the past couple of mornings he had not been in her bed, even if they had fallen asleep side by side. It seemed that he could not sleep now, not even with her, because of the Kira case. He would wake up in the early hours of morning, and sneak out of her rooms, to work.

But now he was here, and Fay felt her heart flooding with love so fierce it was almost scary.

She rolled to her side, and reached her hand to touch his arm.

"What are you thinking?"

L startled, and turned to face her.

"Oh... nothing." he shrugged. "The rain. It is a strange morning, is it not?"

Fay turned her eyes back to the windows. The water kept pouring down, the wind beating the glass so that it creaked.

"It is november." she said. "But yeah... that rain makes me think about England. Wammy's house."

"Me too." he was silent for a while, still staring at the blurred skyline. "Fay... Can you hear that?"

"What, the rain? Yeah. Nothing else, though, the wind is so loud."

"Oh." he sighed. "Alright."

"You meant something else?"

He shook his head, and turned to look at her. His eyes were huge, dark rimmed, and Fay felt falling into them, as he lay down by her side.

"I love you." he said, his voice silent and serious. "I want you to know that I have always loved you, Fay."

"I know." she breathed, her fingers gliding on his cheek. "I know. I love you too."

"And that I have never loved anyone but you."

"Sweetie." Fay said. "Why are you talking like this? Is everything alright?"

"Everything is fine, Fay." But he couldn't hide the sadness in his voice, and suddenly Fay felt frightened.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

He bit his thumb, blinked his huge panda eyes a few times. Fay let her fingers glide to his shoulder, to feel the silkiness of his milky white skin.