Dear Diary,
Raito.
My Raito.
I know this is unprofessional, immoral even, to become involved with the suspect of one's own murder case. But for the moment, none of that matters, because Raito is here. With me. As of right now, he's trying his best to distract mc fron writiny corectty,
He made me mess up in my writing! Simply unacceptable! I've never crossed my L's before! Anyways, as I was sayiny,
I give up! Raito won't stop tryiny tu mcss mc op:
L
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The detective threw the pencil across the room and pushed the journal off the bed. L turned around to the man whose arms were around him, swiftly catching unsuspecting lips in a soft kiss. The arms around his waist tightened and drew him closer to the warmth that made his heart flutter more than the daily recommended dose.
"Finally, you're done with writing." Raito breathed, latching his lips to the older man's neck. "At that rate, I thought I would never get any of this."
"You could have just waited for me to finish..." He drew in a sharp breath as teeth began to n** at his neck. "You wasted -ah- your time -nngh- messing with my journal." A hand slipped underneath his shirt, finding their way to a n****e and twisting lightly, causing him to whimper. He felt the lips against his skin curve slightly in to a smirk.
"But it's so much more fun this way."
 minikimii · Sat Aug 23, 2008 @ 04:07am · 1 Comments |
