Above and Beyond
Sorry it took me so long to post this next chapter, but it took me a long time to get it right, and it's still probably going to disappoint a few fans, so I await the flames which are bound to ensue….Really hope you all like it!
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L's first conscious feeling was pain. It pounded mercilessly in his head and tore through his limbs like shards of glass. He tried to move, but realised he could not. Panic now set in with the pain and his eyes flew open, unleashing another blinding flash of agony searing through his head, his vision was blurred and he was unable to focus on anything. Desperately he tried to remember where he was, what had happened to him, how he had come to be in this situation. He tried again to move, and again was met with un-yielding resistance. He was stretched upright, his arms bound high above him, his ankles tied in such a way that his legs were spread wide and he was barely able to reach the floor, only the balls of his feet touched the floor, allowing him to hold his balance, but not taking his weight, meaning it fell on his arms to pick up the slack. His shoulders felt like they were mere moments away from popping out of their sockets.
He looked around wildly, desperately trying to focus on the dark shapes in front of them. He blinked a few times, and finally began to regain some of his sight. He instantly wished that he hadn't. He appeared to be in some sort of abandoned building, cold grey light barely penetrated the dirty, small high placed windows. An old filing cabinet sat in one corner, several of its draws missing indecently exposing its innards. Next to it lay several discarded boxes; their contents spilling carelessly across the floor, so many old papers that at some time had held some vital piece of information now lay forgotten and rotting. In the opposite corner was what looked like a make shift bed of cardboard boxes, a sleeping bag arranged neatly on top, a mockery to the makeshift squat, surrounding this bed were what looked to be over two dozen jars, most empty, some half full of what appeared to be Jam.
Jam! L's jaw dropped and he began to hyperventilate as his mind finally kicked in and found the significance of the seemingly innocent vessels scattered about the makeshift bed. There was only one person in the entire world his mind could associate with such a quantity of Jam jars…
As if on cue, he heard the sound of shuffling feet behind him somewhere, but close. Too close. When his head twisted as far as it could to try and confirm the presence behind him he noticed the desk, lying just to the right of him. He began to tremble, and he choked down a sob of pure terror as he beheld the glittering instruments that lay spread out upon it. His vision blurred again as tears of fear sprang to his eyes. He was silently relieved about this, as he didn't want to be able to see those implements in any more detail than he already had…
'Ah, you're awake! Good…I didn't want you to miss anything...' Came the all too familiar voice from behind him. Familiar for two reasons, firstly, and most obviously, it was his own voice. Perfect - but for the slight inflections that gave it a slightly more manic quality than his own, however, identical to his in every other way. Secondly it was familiar because L had grown up with its owner, they had been children together. They had been in fact closer than any other two children he knew of, because the man now standing behind him, Beyond Birthday, was in fact L's twin. L was the older of the two, and had adapted much more quickly to life at the Wammy's House Orphanage.
Beyond, or B as he was known, had found it difficult to interact with the other children, and had clung to L as his only companion, and would seldom talk to anyone else. In fact, anytime L had started to develop a friendship with any of the others, B had lashed out at them, desperately and possessively trying to keep L to himself. Watari had seen this as having negative impacts, and had separated the two, allowing L to thrive, attaining great heights at his studies, and becoming the most likely candidate to follow the institution's great line of detectives.
B, meanwhile, resented Watari and the rest of the Wammy's house staff for separating him from L, and although his intellect was equally as sharp and extensive as his twins, he had become cruel, and twisted. He still longed to possess L once again though, and learned to mask his true nature in order to become next in line to L, the successor to the great detective.
When psychological tests had shown the true nature and damage of Beyond, preventing him from following this path, however, he had fled Wammy's house. He had spent several years planning, becoming even more bitter, even more warped and perverted. He decided that he would be the other half to L, the darkness to his light, the villain to his hero, and so he had set about brutally murdering innocent people in Los Angeles, having been born with the Shinigami eyes, B was able to pick his victims by name and lifespan, whilst at the same time challenging L to beat him. It had taken L a long time to discover that it was in fact his own twin who was perpetrating these heinous crimes, and had been devastated to learn how far the closest thing he had to family had fallen.
B had been sent to prison, and, as L had thought, had been killed by Kira, a heart attack victim.
'B…How..? I thought you were dead!' L croaked through cracked dry lips.
'Dead? Me? You constantly underestimate me brother!' Replied B, 'When I heard that prisoners were dying suspiciously of heart attacks, I realised I had an opportunity to escape, so I simply disposed of a guard and walked out! No one even bothered to check the body to see if it was me! There had been so many other deaths that day, that they just assumed it was me. Case closed. I must admit I was a bit disappointed at how easy it was...' At this B walked to stand in front of L, He was wearing L's clothes (as L now realised he had been stripped naked).
'I was more disappointed that you didn't seem to be affected at all by the news of my supposed demise! So I decided it was time I paid you a visit, ne?' He asked, cocking his head and biting his thumb as he looked L up and down.
L's mind was reeling, he didn't know what to say, he knew all too well how deranged his twin was, and he had seen, first hand, the things that he was capable of. He tried to think of something to say, but realised the futility of his situation, there was no way of manipulating B, and he knew this as well as he knew himself.
'Well, let's get started shall we?' B said softly, walking towards him.
L tried to move away from B's touch, as he began trailing his hand up and down his body lazily. He stared with wide eyed wander at the detective, absentmindedly nibbling on his thumb as he did so.
'You have no idea how long I have waited for this day…they were wrong to separate us at Wammy's you know, we are so much better together, don't you think?' He idly began to finger L's manhood.
L just stared at him, his eyes wide with fear and disgust at what his own brother was doing to him.
'Well?' It was clear that B was expecting an answer, as he now tightened his grip on L's penis, causing him to flinch against the pain that flared there.
L clamped his mouth shut, he realised that his silence was the only thing he had any control over now. He knew that there was no escaping whatever B had planned for him, but he'd make damn sure he got no response from him verbally. B had his body, and there was nothing he could do about that, but he knew that what B craved was his mind, his fear, his respect, his soul. L made a vow to himself that he would not give him that satisfaction, no matter what.
'What's the matter Lawli?' He purred, L was suddenly struck by the use of the affectionate nickname that no-one had ever used but B. Only Watari and Beyond knew that his real name was Lawliet, but B had always called him Lawli, ever since they were toddlers. The use of this name in such conditions, however, was enough to send an icy shiver down L's spine.
'Don't feel like chatting? Well, that's ok, for now… we'll be spending a lot of time together now you and I, so there's plenty of time…' He loosened his grip slightly.
B moved over to the desk, and the instruments that were laid out carefully upon it. He picked up a syringe, and began to attach a hypodermic needle to it.
'You see L, I've had a lot of time to think, and we're the same you and I, essentially, physically. I often wonder if we were supposed to just be one person, but that somehow we ended up stuck in two identical bodies…' He held the needled syringe between his thumb and index finger, his hand limp at the wrist, and stared at it for a moment,
'I have come to the conclusion that we would be better if we shared our resources, so I have decided that we are going to become one, you and I. I finally get you all to myself Lawli, and then we will be unstoppable, no one will be able to beat us. We will become one, mentally, emotionally, and physically, and since you're not talking at the moment…We'll have to start with the physical.' L stared in horror as B advanced towards him with the needle in hand, and his heart nearly exploded from his chest as B slipped behind him out of view.
'Now then, this might sting a bit….' He heard from B, as he felt the sharp scratch of a needle enter his left buttock. He let out a small cry as he felt the stinging sensation of whatever was in the syringe began to seep through the tissue there.
'All done!' Said B, reappearing in front of him, with a jar of jam and a spoon. B now sat down on the floor in front of him, with his knees pulled up to his chest, and began to eat from the jar slowly and methodically.
L began to hyperventilate, the pain in his limbs was now at breaking point and he had no idea what he'd just been drugged with, and he wasn't about to break his silence to ask. He began to focus on every cell of his body, on every sense he had to determine what was going to be affected by the drug. The look of confusion and panic must have been apparent on his face, as B was regarding him with amusement while sucking the jam from his spoon.
'You should see your face!' he almost chuckled 'Don't look so worried Lawli…it's just a muscle relaxant, well, mostly anyway…' he concluded darkly.
Indeed L could now feel his arms and legs begin to slacken involuntarily, in one way it was a relief, as the pain subsided rapidly, however his head began to flop forward, and his legs collapsed, his numb arms taking his full weight. However he could feel his skin begin to prickle, and seemed to be suddenly hypersensitive. The air moving minutely around him set off his nerve endings singing, causing tiny hairs to rise all over his body.
'It looks like we're ready to begin.' B stated, and set the spoon in the jar, which he still held, and ambled towards him.
Slowly and deliberately he removed the spoon from the jar, loaded with jam, and began to smear it liberally all over L's lifeless member. L's breath caught in his throat, and his lifeless body wanted to jerk so badly from the sensation that assaulted his oversensitive manhood, he stared down, mortified, at the now semi-erect length lying unprotected between his legs.
B chuckled softly 'Let's see if we can't wake you up a bit more…' he mused before plunging his mouth around L's organ, slowly sucking the jam off as he withdrew.
L's eyes rolled up and he let out a sharp gasp at this, and to his shame, he was now fully erect.
B cocked his head with amusement to see the effect the drug was having on L, this was a drug he'd formulated especially for him; he'd mixed a powerful muscle relaxant with a potent intravenous form of sildenafil, the active ingredient in Viagra. B ran his hand up and down his twin's lifeless body, finally cupping his chin and lifting L's head so that he could look into his eyes. Eyes that were now shimmering with the moisture of threatening tears.
'Well now, don't you have anything to say Lawli? I must admit I expected you to offer some objection to this…?'
L looked away. B had now confirmed that his silence was indeed the only defiance he could muster, and so no matter what happened now, he would not utter a word. It was his only way to defy him, even though he was sure that B would eventually kill him for his silence, it was all he could do now.
'Fine, have it your way, you'll be talking soon enough, I promise you that brother.'
B took another spoonful of jam, and then scooped some onto his long index finger.
'Well shall we start at the beginning? I will be relatively gentle, after all I don't want to break you just yet, I have been waiting a long time for this day, and I want to take my time, savour the moment so to speak.' B said before disappearing behind L again.
L felt something wet press against his opening, and screwed his eyes shut. He remembered the feeling of Light's finger inside him, and knew what was coming, however, Light's touch had been gentle, loving, and L knew better than to expect anything similar from his twisted brother.
B smeared the jam liberally around L's hole, and pressed against the resistance with his index finger. There was, unsurprisingly little resistance as it turned out, a sure sign that the drug he had administered earlier was working well. B slid his finger all the way into L. They both gasped at the same time. L from the uncomfortable and overwhelming sensation, B from the tight warmth which now engulfed his finger. B quickly inserted a second finger.
L inhaled sharply at the intrusion, this was more than uncomfortable, it hurt, quite a lot, but he gritted his teeth not wanting to give B his satisfaction.
B began to feel around, looking for the bundle of nerves he was sure to find.
L screwed his eyes tightly and held his breath, gritting his teeth against the feeling that was now assaulting him from within. Whatever drug B had given him was intensifying this sensation to such heights that, although he was still in pain, he was also aware of the twisting surge of pleasure beginning to burn in his crotch, his member beginning to twitch in time with B's searching fingers.
B found the spot he was looking for and pushed his fingers into it.
L's eyes flew open and he let out a high pitched yelp as pre-cum began to trickle from him.
B chuckled loudly. 'Hmm, I think we're going to have to do something about that…' He mused as he withdrew his fingers swiftly and moved back to the bench.
'The drug seems to be more powerful than I thought, and I don't want you spilling your load before I've had my fun…'
B knelt down between L's legs and began to fiddle with something he was holding. L could not see what it was but he began to hyperventilate, remembering the shining implements he'd seen before, his eyes now searched the desk desperately trying to work out what was missing from it.
Before he could make one full check, B slipped something over the end of his penis, and moved it down to the very base, L gritted his teeth against the sensation this action had produced. Whatever it was it felt very cold, and, to L's dismay, he felt it begin to tighten. B moved his head slightly and L was able to see a silver ring now adorning the base of his penis, with a turn peg attached to the side of it, B's fingers found the peg and began to twist it, whilst looking intently up at L's horrified face.
The ring began to tighten, the pressure changing from pleasure to pain as it did. L began to feel a scream build within him at the gradually increasing pain which now encompassed his manhood, his face contorted against the pain and he let out a sob as the ring bit into his soft flesh.
'That should be enough…' said B before giving the screw one last brutal twist, which sent tears coursing down L's face. B smirked, and once again disappeared behind L.
L began to breathe deeply, trying to adjust to the pain searing through his manhood, but his breath caught in his throat and he let out a cry of pain as B rudely shoved three fingers fully inside of him.
'Now then, where were we?' asked B 'Ah yes, I remember…' he answered himself before using all three fingers to rub circles around the bundle of nerves he had been toying with before.
Tears were now openly streaming down L's face, as this assault began to cause a now slightly familiar pressure to build deep within his groin. L tried in vain to move against this, but his muscles were still unresponsive, the pressure grew greater and greater within him, the B crooked his fingers, pushing hard against the centre of this spot, and L's limp body finally jerked as his world exploded. Pain assaulted him instantly, as his orgasm was stopped by the ring clamped tightly around his shaft refused to allow the release that was needed so badly.
L sobbed. B laughed, admiring his handiwork, L was unable to come, oh how torturous it must be to be pushed to the brink of climax, but to be denied it right at the last moment. B could take as long as he wanted now, and still have time to play with L afterwards. He unzipped his jeans with one hand and kicked L's trousers away from him.
He began to move his fingers slowly in and out of L in a scissoring motion, eliciting more sobs from his restrained twin.
'Now, this is going to hurt, a lot Lawli, so I won't blame you if you scream…' B mused as he withdrew his fingers, and positioned his erection at L's entrance.
'Now just try to breath, and count backward from five, can you do that for me LawlI?' He asked as he lubed up with more jam – He loved jam, it was so versatile!
L gritted his teeth as hard as he could against whatever was coming next, he had no idea, but the pain of those three fingers had been so great, he was sure that anything more would literally rip him apart.
'Still not speaking eh? Ok, well I'll count for you how would that be?' L heard B say.
'Five…he positioned himself carefully…Four….He pushed his tip gently into place...' L exhaled fully; ready to take a deep breath on two, so as to brace himself fully for whatever was coming on one.
B felt him exhale and smiled, waiting for the exact moment when L had emptied his lungs of every last molecule of air.
'Three…!' B pushed into L, and glided his erection in fully to the hilt. L had no breath to scream, an awful ragged animalistic noise pierced the air as L gasped, pulling in too much air, too quickly, and then he did scream. B was taken aback by the piercing inhuman sound which now tore from L's sore lungs. He was still balls deep into his twin, and L could not move, so nothing changed there, but B froze for a moment, savouring the noise he had elicited with his actions.
B was suddenly overwhelmed, a puzzled look seized his features, and tears sprang to his eyes. After all these years of loneliness, after all the pain he'd suffered at being separated from L. they were finally reunited. He had not realised how deeply he had been affected by their separation, until now, when they were joined together physically. A tidal wave of emotion crashed over B. Relief, Joy, Peace, Ecstasy, Wonder, and Grief. Relief and Joy at being reunited with L, Peace at finally being whole again, Ecstasy from the physical feeling of his erection inside another human being, Wonder that the human being was L, and Grief from the years they'd spent apart.
'Oh L! This is amazing! We're finally together again. Don't you see? We were never supposed to be separate!' B spoke softly, his voice breaking with emotion, oblivious to L's screams of agony still tearing through the room, and probably the rest of the building. B had surrendered what little grasp on reality he had left, he could no longer hear his brother's shrieks of pain, he could no longer see his body tied up before him, he could only feel him, and he felt whole.
He began to move now, slowly at first, withdrawing and advancing like the tide, deep into L.
This was pain that L had never experienced before; it tore through his body, and fractured his resolve, reducing him to desperate, unbridled screams of pure white agony. The white hot burning pain which had impaled him felt like it would burst through his stomach like something from a horror movie, ripping him in two. He vaguely registered his voice, no, not his, B's remember? Talking from somewhere behind him, but he was too far gone to register it properly.
He was in the middle of refilling his poor burning lungs to scream again when the white hot heat deep within him began to move, bringing fresh waves of pain tearing through him. He was weeping loudly now, somewhere deep inside his brain he managed to restrain any verbal words from passing his lips, although he could no longer remember why this was important, but slowly his consciousness began to pierce through the thick fog of pain which shrouded his senses.
The fog began to thin slightly, and he was able to regain control of his breathing. He put his whole focus into this, clinging desperately to the action which was distracting at least a part of his mind away from the pain which was moving inside him.
At last his poor body began to get used to the intrusion now moving slowly in and out of his tortured anus. He was now thankful to B for the muscle relaxant, as he could only imagine how much worse it would have been if he'd actually managed to tense against the invasion gliding smoothly in and out of him. He began to check himself mentally, nothing had, in fact, torn through his stomach, but he noticed his erection still arched painfully into his stomach restrained by the silver ring wrapped tightly around it, preventing it from falling flaccid, or from releasing him from the pressure now painfully straining against it. L could vaguely feel something hot trickling down the inside of his thighs, but he didn't want to think about that now.
L returned his full focus to the huge rod like weapon assaulting his back passage. The pain was thankfully beginning to lessen, and he was able to feel a solid mass connecting with his behind each time this thing penetrated him fully. He could also feel arms around his waist, pushing down on his hips. He realised that these arms belonged to B, and that he was using L to hold his balance and lean on while he fucked him. B-his twin brother, and only living relative, had just stolen his virginity, and was now raping him.
B began to quicken his pace, as his urgency grew, he wanted to fully dominate L, he wanted to feel himself fall over the brink of pleasure, and spill into L, merging them both forever. As he did this, he slid his hand down from L's hip, searching for and finding his erection. He began to palm L in time with his own thrusting motion. L had stopped screaming, and was now whimpering softly. Suddenly B's manhood caught briefly on something deep inside L, and he felt L's erection twitch powerfully in his hand. L gasped loudly, but infuriatingly was still not speaking. B realised he must have brushed against L's prostate, and began to aim for it, smiling with each twitch and gasp he felt emanating from his helpless victim.
'Hmmm, you seem to be enjoying this more than you're letting on Lawli…!' Your screaming and sobbing seems to be at odds to your body's response to me.' To emphasise this he deliberately slowed his movement, stroking L's inner spot slowly and firmly, while mirroring this movement with his hand around L's member.
L's limp body jerked again wildly and involuntarily as another orgasm ripped through him, again thwarted by the ring choking his manhood. L screamed again in pain and frustration.
'If you don't believe me Lawli, then I'll gladly show you just how much you do like this…' B said darkly. He moved his hand down, and began to loosen the screw which bound L's erection, as he did this several things happened, L let out a sigh of relief from the vice like pain which was now being removed from his penis, B quickened his pace rutting harder and deeper into L, striking L's sweet spot so hard that L let out an inhuman noise and finally released his ejaculate in a wide arc across the floor in front of him. The sound of L's final throw of passion and the sight of his twins release sent B over the edge, and his back arched sending him deeper still into L, his own orgasm tearing through him, emptying himself completely into the quivering mess that was his twin.
L winced with disgust as he felt a hot stream of liquid fill him, the pain and exhaustion finally overcame him, and he welcomed unconsciousness with open arms as blackness blissfully engulfed him completely.
B panted with exertion as he felt L go completely limp, his breathing becoming more regular, and realised that L had in fact passed out. He stayed inside L, wanting to savour the moment for as long as possible. After a few minutes he pulled out, and took a step back, staring at L's backside as his ejaculate mixed with L's blood as they both trickled down his legs.
He moved around the unconscious L to study him carefully. Leaning forward slightly against his chains, L's feet did not now touch the floor properly, his toes now curled beneath his feet as the chains took his full weight. L's head was drooped forwards his chin touching his chest. As B's gaze drifted lower, he noted with amusement that the cock ring he had used lay loosely around L's still erect member. That sildenafil certainly was potent! B's mouth twitched into a slight smile as he lent forwards and tightened the turn screw once more around L's erection. He would have some more fun later when L regained consciousness.
B padded over to his forgotten trousers, and began to dress, he picked up the jam jar, and his spoon, then took up his previous spot crouched in front of L, watching him intently as he absently sucked jam from his spoon, waiting patiently for L to wake up.
B would have no way of knowing that he was in fact being watched. The Shinigami that had been crouched in the far corner of the room slowly stood, and shook himself. He had, in fact been observing the scene since before L woke up the first time. Humans really were very… interesting. With that he flapped his wings and flew away to find the human that held his death note.
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WHEW! That was really, really, really difficult to write! Next chapter should be uploaded soon, hope you like my take on Beyond Birthday…PLEASE REVIEW SO I KNOW WHAT YOU ALL THINK! XXXXXX