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TEST DRIVE MEME #38
Arrival
"Judgement has come upon you. God has deemed you worthy of Hell. But don't worry, it can still be undone," comes a soothing voice that echoes all around you. The voice promises comfort, hope even.
It may seem like a nightmare at first, despite all of that. Full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. Wretched, unseen hands pull at you, grip tight at your body, tighten on your throat, skeletal fingers grab at your face, slide in your mouth and jab at your eyes as they struggle for purchase. It feels like for a moment, they may snap your neck as they tug and pull. The more you resist, the more phantom hands are added to your struggling body.
It feels like they could tear you apart if you let them. The only thing to do is to let go and stop fighting.
And so you do.
Darkness and nothingness consumes you for a second, And it seems to linger for a long time. There is nothing at all. It must be lonely. But it won’t be forever.
Initially, everyone opens their eyes to a long, dark corridor made of stone. They find themselves in what appears to be a long queue with other sinners, palm bloody.
Characters find their bodies feel heavy and stiff, bruised with odd hand prints here and there that they received during their journey down below. A massive headache throbs behind their temples. They are urged forward to take a numbered ticket and wait their turn in the long line. As they're ushered forward through the corridor, their first stop will be to see Lilith, standing outside her office.
The woman in a smart suit and a friendly smile steps forward to greet sinners one by one. "I'm sorry for your rough landing. We've never gotten it quite as smooth as it was in the past. Please, let me see your hand--"
Once she has the sinner's hand, there's the warm, almost electric touch of magic that soothes away the aches and pains, heals the wound left behind on each sinner's palm. Lilith looks satisfied with her work and gives a nod. "There, all better. Please take your care package and continue on until you reach the stairs."
On their way out, sinners receive their 'package', a contract detailing all sins committed. If they look at the list closely enough they'll notice it's written with their blood. That explains the palm wound then. It's an old piece of parchment despite the freshly written letters upon it. They will also receive a slightly more modern smart phone. Think early generation Android and a pamphlet made by other sinners during their stay here with useful tips.
After that, sinners will be ushered on to a set of stairs where a guard waits. "Welcome to Penance," the demon says gruffly before motioning them on without an ounce of courtesy. "Don't hold up the line."
They seem to go on and wind forever, but eventually, they come upon what appears to be a lobby of a hotel. Once there, they will notice several shops and other areas around the front desk.
The demon at the front desk looks rather bored, but when sinners approach? He seems to snap to attention to offer whatever help they might need of him. He will at least direct to food or rooms to rest their wary bodies, or recommend sights to see around the hotel.
Stand Your Ground Curiously, every television within Hell seems to be covered with a sheet and wrapped in chains. If one listens closely at night, they'll hear murmuring coming from them. If any curious newcomer should try to remove the coverings, they will find them magically enchanted in some way that makes this impossible, however. If asked, the staff will explain that they're undergoing a cleansing to remove a curse placed upon them by evildoers. If pressed further, they'll hear talks of The Veiled Order.
But not to worry! There's plenty to do. Helluvacup needs to be rebuilt so the coffee demon and his prized hell rat on a harness and leash quit wandering the halls... the staff is rather tired of being bitten! Additionally, it feels like reality is shifting more often to showing what the pristine hotel may actually look like. It hasn't been that long since the buildings were flooded by lava and utterly destroyed. The beautiful interiors were too good to be true, and the veneer is cracking more severely now. At times, the illusion drops to the burnt out husk of a building, to rotting wood and torn, old furniture. Sometimes it's jarring enough to leave one dizzy before it simply flashes back to normal. Unfortunately, whenever these glitches occur, it is entirely possible to find one's self in an entirely different room than they meant. Wanted to grab a midnight snack? Have fun in that blood room. Wanted to take an innocent pee, minding your own business? You may accidentally walk into someone's room.
In which case, it is probably very advisable to not relieve yourself and find a more suitable area. What could possibly go wrong?
At least there does seem to be a break in the heat? Hell is an almost comfortable temperature, but there are already talks of the dreaded Fall coming soon. In Hell, Fall tends to feel more like the dead of winter, bt hopefully, there will be a skip to the usual snow and frigid temperatures.
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Reach Up High
Prompt I: WARNINGS: drills, torture, blood, lobotomy
Part of redemption is suffering, Darlings. That’s why sinners are drawn here. They will hurt, but they will also learn to become better people. One way or another.
The demons who bring sinners here have tied them quite firmly into a contraption that forces them to recline back with their heads trapped in a vice. If they look up, they’ll be able to see the whirring flash of metal from an active drill poised just overhead. They can squirm if they’d like, but it might be unsettling for the person bound behind them. Before they can vocalize any questions, they’ll hear the sound of Lucifer’s warm, soothing voice.
You have three minutes to figure it out.
Prompt II For those fortunate enough to escape the unplanned lobotomy, well, there's an easy task for you! As previously mentioned, Helluvacup and the hotel's own pool both need to be tidied up, or rebuilt in some cases. Any sinners who volunteer will be treated to free drinks and snacks, and receive appreciation from demonic staff. Plus, chipping in and helping your fellow sinners (and demons) is something God often encourages! It will be good for one sin removal overall. There will be building supplies, cleaning supplies, and anything else sinners need to push forward!
The staff also won't be put out if sinners would rather do a little bit of cleaning instead...
Besides, it's a rare opportunity to help import supplies to Hell. There are large crates of unnamed items, new furniture items, torture items, clothes, and more. There's also several boxes of nothing but pumpkin spice that veteran sinners, who know what every fall entails, may cringe at the sight of.
Follow Me Down
Prompt I WARNINGS: fire, disobedience
Speaking of pumpkin spice and torture devices... Well, sinners may find the prime opportunity for a bit of a bonfire if they're so inclined. It seems some demons are not looking forward to the months of pumpkin spice flavored foods or, well, working, really. These are young, reckless demons, but they've decided to help some of these new shipments get 'lost' by starting a large bonfire in a secluded place in Penance proper. They'll be asking sinners to help out. They'll supply the booze as they watch everything burn later!
If questioned about it, the demons will insist that it's just another part of the importing project. Everyone's trying to tell you to grab the crates and haul them somewhere, right? Into the fire is somewhere. Of course it's fine! You get points for being good little boys and girls every time you shut up and do what you're told. Why would anyone lie about that?
Perhaps it will come as a surprise, then, that anyone who participates will receive one sin added to their contract in the form of arson.
Prompt II WARNINGS: sex, aphrodisiacs, non-con, etc.
Club Penance has new shots for all to try! Eager incubi and succubi stand around with trays of them, eager to pass them off under the strobe lights and pounding music. The air is sweeter than even usual, the demons amping up the aphrodisiacs to ensure everybody has a good time, and there's plenty encouragement to get lost in the atmosphere. These shots all have a unique influence, although that part may have been left out... Oops.
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It may seem like a nightmare at first, despite all of that. Full of hellfire nipping at your skin and a sensation of being pulled down no matter how much you struggle or cry for help. Wretched, unseen hands pull at you, grip tight at your body, tighten on your throat, skeletal fingers grab at your face, slide in your mouth and jab at your eyes as they struggle for purchase. It feels like for a moment, they may snap your neck as they tug and pull. The more you resist, the more phantom hands are added to your struggling body.
It feels like they could tear you apart if you let them. The only thing to do is to let go and stop fighting.
And so you do.
Darkness and nothingness consumes you for a second, And it seems to linger for a long time. There is nothing at all. It must be lonely. But it won’t be forever.
Initially, everyone opens their eyes to a long, dark corridor made of stone. They find themselves in what appears to be a long queue with other sinners, palm bloody.
Characters find their bodies feel heavy and stiff, bruised with odd hand prints here and there that they received during their journey down below. A massive headache throbs behind their temples. They are urged forward to take a numbered ticket and wait their turn in the long line. As they're ushered forward through the corridor, their first stop will be to see Lilith, standing outside her office.
The woman in a smart suit and a friendly smile steps forward to greet sinners one by one. "I'm sorry for your rough landing. We've never gotten it quite as smooth as it was in the past. Please, let me see your hand--"
Once she has the sinner's hand, there's the warm, almost electric touch of magic that soothes away the aches and pains, heals the wound left behind on each sinner's palm. Lilith looks satisfied with her work and gives a nod. "There, all better. Please take your care package and continue on until you reach the stairs."
On their way out, sinners receive their 'package', a contract detailing all sins committed. If they look at the list closely enough they'll notice it's written with their blood. That explains the palm wound then. It's an old piece of parchment despite the freshly written letters upon it. They will also receive a slightly more modern smart phone. Think early generation Android and a pamphlet made by other sinners during their stay here with useful tips.
After that, sinners will be ushered on to a set of stairs where a guard waits. "Welcome to Penance," the demon says gruffly before motioning them on without an ounce of courtesy. "Don't hold up the line."
They seem to go on and wind forever, but eventually, they come upon what appears to be a lobby of a hotel. Once there, they will notice several shops and other areas around the front desk.
The demon at the front desk looks rather bored, but when sinners approach? He seems to snap to attention to offer whatever help they might need of him. He will at least direct to food or rooms to rest their wary bodies, or recommend sights to see around the hotel.
Stand Your Ground Curiously, every television within Hell seems to be covered with a sheet and wrapped in chains. If one listens closely at night, they'll hear murmuring coming from them. If any curious newcomer should try to remove the coverings, they will find them magically enchanted in some way that makes this impossible, however. If asked, the staff will explain that they're undergoing a cleansing to remove a curse placed upon them by evildoers. If pressed further, they'll hear talks of The Veiled Order.
But not to worry! There's plenty to do. Helluvacup needs to be rebuilt so the coffee demon and his prized hell rat on a harness and leash quit wandering the halls... the staff is rather tired of being bitten! Additionally, it feels like reality is shifting more often to showing what the pristine hotel may actually look like. It hasn't been that long since the buildings were flooded by lava and utterly destroyed. The beautiful interiors were too good to be true, and the veneer is cracking more severely now. At times, the illusion drops to the burnt out husk of a building, to rotting wood and torn, old furniture. Sometimes it's jarring enough to leave one dizzy before it simply flashes back to normal. Unfortunately, whenever these glitches occur, it is entirely possible to find one's self in an entirely different room than they meant. Wanted to grab a midnight snack? Have fun in that blood room. Wanted to take an innocent pee, minding your own business? You may accidentally walk into someone's room.
In which case, it is probably very advisable to not relieve yourself and find a more suitable area. What could possibly go wrong?
At least there does seem to be a break in the heat? Hell is an almost comfortable temperature, but there are already talks of the dreaded Fall coming soon. In Hell, Fall tends to feel more like the dead of winter, bt hopefully, there will be a skip to the usual snow and frigid temperatures.
.
Reach Up High
Prompt I: WARNINGS: drills, torture, blood, lobotomy
Part of redemption is suffering, Darlings. That’s why sinners are drawn here. They will hurt, but they will also learn to become better people. One way or another.
The demons who bring sinners here have tied them quite firmly into a contraption that forces them to recline back with their heads trapped in a vice. If they look up, they’ll be able to see the whirring flash of metal from an active drill poised just overhead. They can squirm if they’d like, but it might be unsettling for the person bound behind them. Before they can vocalize any questions, they’ll hear the sound of Lucifer’s warm, soothing voice.
"My dear guests, I’ve done a lot of thinking about what I can do to bring you closer together. Father often says that humans should love their fellow man. Maybe you just need some help building trust. I assure you that you’re both perfectly safe. If you stay still and chat, the drills will cause a little scratch, but nothing you can’t live through. Talk about your sins. Talk about your day. It’ll just take a few minutes before you can leave. Be nice, and whatever you do, don’t move a muscle."It’s at this point that sinners might notice that although they are rendered immobile from the waist up, their legs are free. They can push back their chairs and avoid the drills which are suddenly moving forward. But since they’re bound to someone else, pushing back will send their partner forward into their drill and surely condemn them to a messy death. If neither sinner moves, they can both survive. The drills will move close enough to tear the skin at their foreheads and perhaps scratch the skull underneath, creating a mild concussion at worst. But if the sinners were unable to make peace and stop themselves from moving, the drill is quite capable of pushing past bone and into the soft flesh of the frontal lobe. You can technically live with the kind of brain damage caused by an injury there, but do you really want to do that to your new close friend?
You have three minutes to figure it out.
Prompt II For those fortunate enough to escape the unplanned lobotomy, well, there's an easy task for you! As previously mentioned, Helluvacup and the hotel's own pool both need to be tidied up, or rebuilt in some cases. Any sinners who volunteer will be treated to free drinks and snacks, and receive appreciation from demonic staff. Plus, chipping in and helping your fellow sinners (and demons) is something God often encourages! It will be good for one sin removal overall. There will be building supplies, cleaning supplies, and anything else sinners need to push forward!
The staff also won't be put out if sinners would rather do a little bit of cleaning instead...
Besides, it's a rare opportunity to help import supplies to Hell. There are large crates of unnamed items, new furniture items, torture items, clothes, and more. There's also several boxes of nothing but pumpkin spice that veteran sinners, who know what every fall entails, may cringe at the sight of.
Follow Me Down
Prompt I WARNINGS: fire, disobedience
Speaking of pumpkin spice and torture devices... Well, sinners may find the prime opportunity for a bit of a bonfire if they're so inclined. It seems some demons are not looking forward to the months of pumpkin spice flavored foods or, well, working, really. These are young, reckless demons, but they've decided to help some of these new shipments get 'lost' by starting a large bonfire in a secluded place in Penance proper. They'll be asking sinners to help out. They'll supply the booze as they watch everything burn later!
If questioned about it, the demons will insist that it's just another part of the importing project. Everyone's trying to tell you to grab the crates and haul them somewhere, right? Into the fire is somewhere. Of course it's fine! You get points for being good little boys and girls every time you shut up and do what you're told. Why would anyone lie about that?
Perhaps it will come as a surprise, then, that anyone who participates will receive one sin added to their contract in the form of arson.
Prompt II WARNINGS: sex, aphrodisiacs, non-con, etc.
Club Penance has new shots for all to try! Eager incubi and succubi stand around with trays of them, eager to pass them off under the strobe lights and pounding music. The air is sweeter than even usual, the demons amping up the aphrodisiacs to ensure everybody has a good time, and there's plenty encouragement to get lost in the atmosphere. These shots all have a unique influence, although that part may have been left out... Oops.
Apple: Causes one to fall lust with the first person they see. They will absolutely be overwhelmed with the desire to have them and do whatever they must to receive their affections.
Cinnamon: Causes one to fall into love with the first person they see. Their heart will skip beats, they'll feel the urge to recite poetry, anything! Your love must be known.
Pumpkin: Causes one to fall out of balance. Just the perfect meet-cute, isn't it? Hopefully you won't fall into anyone in a bad mood.
Sour Apple: Causes one to fall into a rage. Ah, oops. Maybe they didn't think that one out. This one causes aggression and the need to make certain others know you're the top dog around here.
Wildcard/Misc. Don't see something you love but still want to get a feel for the game? Check out our extensive list of LOCATIONS and write up your very own prompt however you'd like to! You can also add a "NETWORK" post option to your TL for quick, easy, and fun interactions or sample threads.
Thanks for clicking on the TDM for the upcoming September app period! As always, potential appers and characters already in game are welcomed to jump right in. This TDM counts as an additional game event as well as game canon for those coming into the game. If you app and are accepted, TDM tags become game canon and can be used for AC! Please have fun and don't hesitate to ask any questions you might have down below.
If you have questions, comments, suggestions, etc., go here.
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What a powerful sight. What a strange sight. It’s compelling - and in a flash L.L’s mind is able to superimpose this on a thousand different instances he’s looked down at Suzaku. The Knight of Zero probably would have bitten him but oh, wouldn’t that have been a beautiful moment of symbolism, he on his throne and Suzaku with his burning eyes and a cock between his teeth?
“That’s good.” He murmurs. “Lick the head, Suzaku. Tell me if you enjoy the taste.”
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He is and he knows it even before L.L speaks, he obeys, licking the head slowly, purposefully, any embarrassment long lost to the drugs and the haze of arousel.
"Yes." It's quiet, as he licks again, eyes dropped back to focus on the task. He does, his brain can't fathom not enjoying the taste and everything it means. "I do."
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“Suzaku…” He’s sounding breathier now. “Suzaku… take me in your mouth. Be careful of your teeth.” His fingers stroke his scalp. “Don’t force yourself down, I don’t want you to gag.”
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He hums in agreement at the order. He doesn't want to hurt L.L and he is accepting that L.L seems to know more than he does, to follow advice and not gag. He took him into his mouth carefully, very mindful of his teeth. He doesn't force himself but keeps going, giving it his all, as he ever did.
He has ever been a quick study and so too with this, he trusts L.L will tell him if he's doing anything wrong.
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“Yes, like that, like that… Oh Suzaku, ohhh.”
He could catch Suzaku’s hair and force him to the best rhythm for his own satisfaction - but it’s more charming to let Suzaku have free rein so his fingers are still gentle, combing rather than grabbing, never pushing down.
“How are you so good at this? Suzaku, you’re so good, you’re so-“
He doesn’t last long - he never has when someone decides to work on him with such vigour. With a strangled cry as his only warning his hips twitch up and he’s coming, his cock pulsing against Suzaku’s tongue as he empties himself. The pleasure hits him like a fist and in a moment he’s lax, fingers softening in Suzaku’s hair as he lies on the bed and pants hard.
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Not that it was a long time and he braces himself as L.L cried out, his own cock is impossibly hard and he is breathing hard even as L.L empties himself in his mouth. For a moment he is still, as L.L collapses backwards.
Eventually he moves upwards, kissing the tip of L.L's softening cock as he sits up, letting L.L recover, hand stroking his leg, soothingly.
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“Undress and lie down.” He asks, watching Suzaku through his lashes. “If you don’t mind me kissing your stomach as well. Even I have to admit there are some benefits to being an exercise freak.”
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Luckily it seemed that wasn't L.L's plan. Suzaku undressed eagerly, taking off his borrowed clothes and loosly folding them, more care than he would perhaps have given his own clothes.
He twisted to lie down beside L.L, blinking at him as he spoke. "I don't mind." Of course he doesn't mind, he wants L.L to touch him, to kiss him, his skin burns with want though he is doing his best to be patient.
He's slightly amused as well. "There's a lot of benefits to exercise." Some which L.L might benefit from, though honestly L.L is pretty perfect as he is.
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He laps the rest of the way down Suzaku’s torso, licking and sucking at his abdominals as he wriggles down the bed. A glance down is enough to relax him - Kaiba’s ridiculous endowment isn’t anything like the average; he won’t have to dislocate his jaw for Suzaku. He pauses hovering over Suzaku’s cock, his breath brushing over Suzaku’s skin, and makes eye contact through his lashes.
“Hold me.” He pleads softly. “Hold my hair like I’m precious to you. Once I gauge how much of you I’m able to take, you may move your hips, or move my head, as long as you don’t push past that point.”
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L.L is skilled. It's a little surprising, and a bit embarassing considering how much Suzaku is still muddling through with such things. When L.L's breath stirs at his cock it's all he can do to stay still, he makes a small strangled sound but can at least hear the instructions.
His hand flutters out, to cup around the side of L.L's head, stroking his hair softly. He didn't have to pretend, L.L was precious to him and he wouldn't do anything to hurt him or push him beyond what he wished.
"Yes... I won't... I promise." His voice sounded too high, too desperate.
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He kisses Suzaku’s shaft, sighing at the sensation of soft skin over a hard core. He laps his way upwards and swipes his tongue over the head of Suzaku’s cock - and that’s what Suzaku tastes like? He’d never imagined learning such intimate information - considers the angle, and leans in, sucking Suzaku into his mouth.
He can’t get all the way down but it’s still easier to take than Kaiba. He rings his fingers round the maximum depth he’s able to cope with and, with a hot look through his lashes, slowly sucks his way up until only the head of Suzaku’s cock rests on his tongue.
Love-making is a give and take. He’s shown Suzaku what he’s able to give, so now Suzaku has to take.
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He watched as L.L pulled up, drinking in the sight. It is beyond his wildest thoughts, that they would be here like this. That L.L would ever want him like this, that he would be able to do this.
He is still for another moment, to make sure that L.L is adjusted and ready before he moves, slowly, very carefully, never stopping that gentle petting of his hair. The last thing he wants to do is hurt L.L or push him too quickly, even if the teenaged impatient part of his brain wants to move faster.
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It gives him a chance to focus on the experience - the taste, the heat, the weight on his tongue, the exquisite balance of helplessness and power that comes from knowing Suzaku could rip more pleasure from the experience at L.L’s expense but he’s choosing self-control. It’s a demonstration, L.L knows, that Suzaku cares.
And so he gives everything he’s got, suckling hard as he stares up at Suzaku, throwing everything into looking ecstatic at their current position. He wants to praise him but that’s difficult with his mouth full, so he does his best to express the sentiment by caressing his hips
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L.L is amazing, Suzaku drowns in the sensations, at the touch, at the look L.L is giving him. He tries to keep up the slow pace, though a couple of times he jerks forward, never too far but faster than he had been planning. He mumbles apologies, trying to keep his head clear enough to focus on L.L, make sure he is alright. He keeps a hand in his hair, caressing his head gently.
The pleasure builds until it is almost too much and he manages to gasp. "L.L..." A warning at least.
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He closed his eyes as he was overwhelmed and then slowly opened them, looking down at L.L, stroking his hair gently again. This had been everything he had wanted when he had gotten it into his head that this would be a good idea at all. That this would be possible.
"Thank you." He spoke quietly, still overwhelmed.
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“Time’s up! Go cuddle elsewhere, sinners!”
It’s enough to startle L.L into springing right off the bed and to fumble his clothes back into place.
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But it is barely a moment as the door slams open. Suzaku is alert at once, sitting up and twisting to be between L.L and the door.
It's no real threat though and as L.L springs up to get dressed Suzaku follows suite, grabbing his borrowed clothes and pulling them on.
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And laughs as soon as they’re past, both from the embarrassment and from the heady aftermath. He and Suzaku, of all people, and the taste is still strong in his mouth.
“I forgot my wine!” He squeezes Suzaku’s hand. “Suzaku, find a table, I’ll fetch us something - and don’t take any more shots from the demons!”
It’s meant as a joke, a warm tease accompanied by a sharp red-faced grin over his shoulder. What a ridiculous situation! But he’s said words he’s never thought would leave the back of his mind. What would life have been if he’d said that at seventeen?!
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Then the hand is gone after a squeeze. The orders make Suzaku nod, as L.L goes off to find his wine.
Find a table, don't take any more shots...
Parted from the subject of his desires his head clears a bit as he makes his way through the club looking for a free table. No more shots... Because L.L didn't want that to happen again.
Because Suzaku had let himself be drugged, put them both in that position, forced L.L to deal with his affections...
It's hard to think of it as anything but real. L.L's words, his touch, his mouth. But it can't be. He had just... Suzaku had needed dealing with.
No more shots.
He should leave. L.L had come here to forget about what had happened, to relax and Suzaku was just...
He should leave. He would leave. He doesn't like disobeying but it is for the best. Best to remove himself, to make sure that he didn't lose control and throw himself at L.L again.
Instead of to a table he made his way to the door.