-1A/N: Final chapter. I thought of it at 5:00 in the morning today. Thank god for inspiration. The song is Teardrop by Massive Attack one last time, because, really, this song says it all.
Disclaimer: Nothing but the story below is mine.
Love, love is a verb
Love is a doing word
Fearless on my breath
Gentle impulsions
Shakes me makes me lighter
Fearless on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath
Water is my eye
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath
Teardrop on the fire of a confession
Fearless on my breath
Most faithful mirror
Fearless on my breath
Teardrop on the fire
Fearless on my breath
Fingers laced together, rhythmical movements never ceasing. Friction was enough for now, and Light could feel L clutching his shoulders for reassurance. Eyes were closed, relaxed, and the only sound was the occasional sigh or moan from either. A haze, like a dream, cloaked them, sharing moves and sounds and heat. A sheen of sweat graced their bodies, pressed unhurriedly, hours before the morning came. L mumbled something into Light's neck, incomprehensible, quiet. Light smiled back, the atmosphere devoid of tension or fear.
"L." Light said.
"Mm?"
"Listen."
"Mm hm." L replied, breathing into his ear.
Light held the slim body closer, if at all possible. "I want you to know…" he sighed, hoping against the pain in his chest. "…you were right. I'm Kira."
Movement didn't stop; L didn't pull back. Light waited, holding onto that body, waiting.
For the verdict.
His judgment.
His weakest moment, at L's mercy.
Please don't abandon me. Not here, not now, not like this. L…
After forever, L, his sweet, submissive, forgiving, beautiful L, who he had been watching, reached up and pulled him down, mouth coming to rest upon his own. No words were spoken. None were needed. Light could have cried, but instead he embraced L harder, letting the other soak in his heat, kiss never broken.
As of that moment, Kira was gone.
He felt raw. Unprotected. Cool fingers explored his spine as warm lips moved against his, feather light touches that tickled. Relief swept through him, burden shed, and Light leaned into the touches, comforting.
They lay together like this, the curve and arc and quiver of each felt in turn by the other, and Light brushed his fingers in a grand sweep up the sweet bend of L's side. Fingers tangled in his hair, hot breath on his cheek and ear, and he pressed, earning a muffled cry from L. Tongue flicked over the juncture of L's neck and shoulder, and L clung to Light, making him smile. Teeth scraped and nipped at flesh, and those fingers trailed down the back of his neck, helpless but safe none the less.
A softly smothered breath of 'Light' called for his attention, and he moved to hear L better. "What?" More moan than word now.
"Mmm…mm…" Too muffled to understand. Light shifted again, turning his ear to L more. The statement was full of pauses and hesitation. "I want… to…"
He stroked his lover's hair, waiting patiently.
"…tell you…a secret."
Light blinked. "What is it?"
"Lawliet." A hiss, effort not going unnoticed.
Light waited, uncomprehending.
"My name." L clarified. "Lawliet."
The full meaning struck him, the trust it must have took, as if in payment for telling L his secret, sunk in. He was speechless, stunned, then he withdrew slightly to look at L.
L was staring off at the wall, more or less, not really seeing it, and Light lifted his right hand from the bed, and gingerly directed L's gaze to him. Worried, uneasy dark eyes waited, as if for a blow, and Light watched as a blush unfolded on white skin. Fear and hope warred silently in those eyes, and he put the fear to rest with a kiss, laughing into it. "Lawliet?"
A nearly imperceptible nod. "Lawliet." Arms guided their way around his neck, uncertain but willing.
"It's pretty."
He ran his knuckles down Lawliet's skin, and he made a moan into the caress, or perhaps that had been himself.
"Lawliet." So soft it was almost missed.
"Light?"
"I love you." A promise given.
"I love you too." An returned.
Voices still as quiet, but stronger, more sure. They traded them back and forth once more, bodies merging together, Lawliet tilted his head back on the pillow, Light clutched his arms and kissed down his rising and falling chest, both gasping and whispering and pleading with mirrored words.
"I love you."