[What they had is what L clings to as he emulates tar, thick and dark and clinging. He doesn't want to lose it and he doesn't want to forfeit it; he doesn't want to relinquish and then only wander through dreams for snatches of what he had.
He wants to take, and smother, and extinguish now, in one glorious burst, if he has to lose all of this, or any of this. One more memory to add to the dreams, in case Light shoves him away, takes his leave, annuls them and leaves L lacking an entire half.
He begins to cling harder, and finds he doesn't have to. Light's actually returning the kiss, lips moving and pressing against his own with a hand against the skull he will later hold in another way entirely. He pulls twin handfuls of Light's shirt toward him, wanting to feel crushing heat and pressure between them as he takes more from the kiss, opening his mouth, tracing the edge of Light's lower lip with his tongue.]
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He wants to take, and smother, and extinguish now, in one glorious burst, if he has to lose all of this, or any of this. One more memory to add to the dreams, in case Light shoves him away, takes his leave, annuls them and leaves L lacking an entire half.
He begins to cling harder, and finds he doesn't have to. Light's actually returning the kiss, lips moving and pressing against his own with a hand against the skull he will later hold in another way entirely. He pulls twin handfuls of Light's shirt toward him, wanting to feel crushing heat and pressure between them as he takes more from the kiss, opening his mouth, tracing the edge of Light's lower lip with his tongue.]