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"Tea?"
Light stared. "Is that why you invited me here? To serve me tea and have small talk?"
L paused his movements on the kitchen slab before turning around, a pensive look on his face. "I was being polite. Are the Japanese always as rude as you, maybe it just you–"
"Get to the point, L. What do you want?"
L frowned at the interruption but took a seat opposite to Light, abandoning his ministrations in the kitchen.
"Fine. If that's what Light-kun wants."
Light nodded for him to continue.
The latter took his time getting comfortable in his seat, which infuriated Light, before speaking. "I have been feeling rather..." L started.
Light waited for him to continue, impatiently. When L didn't answer for the next minute, instead opting to stare off into space, he snapped again. "What is it?"
"....rather, well, horny for the lack of a better word."
Light blinked once. Twice.
"What?" He asked stupidly.
L's eyes flickered upto him. "I'm feeling unsatisfied Light-kun. My predicament is quite tragic." he said, tilting his head.
Light's mouth parted slightly before snapping it shut. Colour flooded to his cheeks. He shifted in his seat, trying to bring his composure back to its rightful place. "So? Why are you telling me this?"
"I want your help." L replied vaguely.
Light looked at him wide eyed. "Help?"
"Yes. Sexual gratification, if you may." He paused. "From you, that is."
Light's closed mouth was now wide open. He pinched himself twice before knocking his head with his knuckles. Was he dreaming or did L seriously say that to him?
Once Light was sure he wasn't lucid dreaming, (not that he would ever dream of this) he looked at L incredulously. "Do you hear yourself?"
L smiled faintly. "My hearing is perfect, Light-kun."
He didn't know what to say. Was L playing with him? Does he still suspect him for being Kira? They already caught Higuchi for fucks sake! Is this a test?
"You don't have think too much, it a simple request."
"Why me?" Was the only question Light could conjure up at the moment. Idiot
L brought a thumb to his lip, looking at him intensely . Light drew back a little into his seat. "It’s quite simple, Light-kun. You’re the only person I tolerate at this proximity for extended periods of time." A pause, smiling. "And you are someone obviously deemed as attractive. A plus or bonus to be honest."
Light swallowed. What was he supposed to say to that? Thank you? Probably not, L would think that as a way of agreeing and he was not going to play games with L right now.
"Is this a ploy to make me confess of being Kira or something?" He asked, eyes narrowed.
L sighed, rising from his seat. Light straightened up at that. The other man walked over to him and leaned closer over his face.
Light should have expected what happened next. He should have. But he didn't, and that he was his mistake because the next moment L was kissing him. They were lips to lips with Light frozen and L initiating the kiss on his own.
What the fuck?
It took Light a few seconds to ground himself. He pushed away by his shoulder, the latter stumbled back. He wiped his lips furiously. "What is wrong with you?!"
L touched his own lips, a curious expression on his face. "That was more pleasant than I imagined it to be," He walked closer to Light who was standing up now. "I wish to do it again."
"What are you on abo–" he was cut off as L pressed his lips to his again. A skilled(?) tongue plunged into his mouth, running smoothly along the lines of his mouth. Light made a sound of surprise from the back of throat as L deepened the kiss. The taste of sugary sweetness took over his senses.
His eyes slipped closed involuntarily. Light had been kissed before. By Misa. But he had never been kissed like this. L seemed to know what he was doing. His tongue and lips moved swimmingly, devouring Light. His head felt like in the clouds as more of the euphoric high took over him. He almost forgot he didn't want this.
L's hands moved to rest on his hips, then crawled upward to latch onto his nipples, pinching and curling. Light moaned loudly into the kiss. It took him a moment to register that he made such a wanton sound to being kissed by L of all people.
The detective pulled back, breathless. Light followed him forward, brain in a puddle. L huffed out a laugh, bringing his hands back to his hips. "Light-kun seems to have enjoyed that."
Hot shame climbed over him. What the fuck just happened. The fact that he had let himself be kissed and freaking moan made him flush from head to toe. He glared at L. "Fuck off. You kissed me forcefully! This is harrasment."
L quirked a brow. "Is that so?" His eyes flicked down for a moment before his other brow rose in company.
Light followed his gaze and let out a very undignified squeak at the sight. There was large, very noticeable, bulge on the front of his trousers. His dick was undeniably hard.
This is not happening right now.
"Shouldn't we take care of that?" L spoke in his normal flat tone but Light could feel the snugness radiating off of him. Asshole.
Lights hands flew down to cover himself. Embarassment ran through his veins ignited. "This is a physiological reaction!" He snapped, voice a bit high pitched. "It doesn't mean anything!"
"You didn't react like when Amane-san kisses you." L said pointedly, pulling Light closer.
Light squirmed. "Shut up." Was L seriously looking at his dick to see if got hard or not when kissing Misa? What a pervert.
L reached out, his thumb pressing lightly against the side of Light's neck. "You are extremely flushed, Light-kun. And very hard."
Light went to swat his hand away, but L grabbed his wrist, pinning it lightly. Before he could protest, L leaned in, his lips brushing the shell of Light’s ear. "Let me make you feel good." He whispered, nipping gently.
A shudder ran through Light as soft lips moved down to his throat, licking and nibbling on his skin. L's other hand slipped inside his trousers, curling around his cock.
Light choked. "What are you--"
"Shh. Let me do this." L murmured, tightening his hold. A choked moan left Light as the detective pumped his hand back and forth. His other hand released Light's wrist to slide down and squeeze his ass.
"L–wait." He gasped as L sped up. His hands came to rest of L's shoulders, to push him away but they stayed there instead, trembling.
"Your voice says wait, but your body is telling me something else, Light-kun," L purred against his collarbone, nipping at the sensitive skin. His hand sped up, thumb pressing over the head of Light's cock.
Pathetic noises spilled from Light's lips. He hated this. He hated how good L’s cold hands felt, hated how easily the detective was doing this. He dug his nails into L's shoulders.
L licked at his collar bone. "Cum for me, Light."
The lips of skin, hands on his body and the rough voice, all together sent him over the edge. He came with a groan. White cum spluttered out of him into L's hands, drenching his pants. Light slumped forward, head heavy.
L circled his clean hand around his waist and adjusted his grip. He pulled out his hand from Lights trousers and stared down at the liquid. Light hid in face on L's shoulders, mortified. There is no way I came from L jerking me off. What the fuck am I--. His train fo throught was interrupted as L slowly brought the soiled hand to mouth and licked some of it.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" Light exclaimed, eyes wide.
L clicked his tongue. "It's not too bad. Not as salty as I expected. " He looked at Light mischievously before sucking on his finger. "Or maybe it's because Light-kun tastes so good."
Light stared at him, mouth agape. Was L, the greatest detective of the world, the same one who suspected him of a being a mass murderer, licking off his cum nd saying it tastes good? It was a lot to take in actually.
Maybe it was because the whole thing was so shocked inducing because Light didn't even register that L had licked his fingers clean and had slid his hands down to rest them on the back of his thighs. He was being lifted up.
"H-hey!" Light snapped, slapping down at L's shoulders. "Put me down!"
L grunted, throwing Light over his shoulder. "It's probably difficult for Light-kun to walk. So I'll help him to the bedroom."
"What!" Light kicked his legs. "Bedroom?!"
L pinched the soft skin of his thighs. "Yes. It is a place where we will be able to continue over activities more comfortably." He said, already walking towards the bedroom door.
"What activities? We're done!"
L kicked the door shut with his foot before dropping Light unceremoniously on the very soft bed.
Light landed with a soft oomph. L stared down at his sprawled form. "Light-kun is very selfish." He said breathlessly, tugging hsi white shirt off him and throwing it on the floor. Light flushed at the sight of marble skin. "I'm yet to get off. I already talked about my situation." He slowly crawled over Light, pale skin fully on view. "I need your help."
Light backed away, holding up on his elbows as L advanced forward like a predator. L wasn't exactly jacked but there was faint set of muscle to his lanky form which was unfortunately very attractive to Light.
A pale hand was held over his chest, pushing him down onto the mattress with surprising strength. L leaned down to capture his mouth in another passionate kiss. Light let himself melt into the softness underneath him. The buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned slowly one by one while L sucked on his lips like a starving man.
Light arched up at the contact with a tiny whine. What is happned to me? Why am I so.... agreeable about this?. L's tongue descended on his exposed chest, pinching one nipple with his hand while biting softly at the other.
"L– stop–ah!"
L flicked his tongue over his abused nipple, looking up at him with obsidian eyes. "You're hard again, Light-kun."
Light looked down, utterly humiliated, to know that L was entirely correct. Even when his pride nd ego screamed at him, his body seemed to betray him with these absurd reactions.
"That doesn't mean I want to do this with you!"
L ran his hands through his sides, pushing the shirt from his torso. "Light-kun doesn't like me?" He asked, head tilting, which reminded Light of a puppy.
"No." He said as firm as he cd, given the circumstances.
"Hm." L looked down at his naked stomach. "You have nice skin."
Huh.
L straddled his hips, and reached down to undo the button of Light's ruined trousers. Light made a weak attempt to grab L’s wrist, but his hands lacked any real force. He felt completely paralyzed. L pulled down his pants and boxers in one sweep, leaving his cock to the cold air.
"Has Light-kun ever done this before?"
Am I really going to do this with L? Am I going crazy? Why arent I fighting back–
"Don't overthink this. I can teach you." L whispered, cradling Lights jaw. "Just follow my lead."
Now way I'm letting L control anything!
"It's good to leave control for a minute and stop being so stuck up, Light-kun." L mocked, pressing a small kiss to his lips.
"I'm not stuck up." Light hissed.
L tapped his cheek. "Sure." Before Light could crash out again, L pulled off his pants completely and spread his legs.
Light let out a shocked noise, frantically covering himself.
"Tsk." L took hold of his wrists with one hand and moved them aside. "Not stuck up..."
"You're such a pervert!"
"Hmm." He ran a finger along the muscles of his hole, pressing down lightly. Light flinched, his jaw clenching tightly. "You didn't answer my question. Have you done this before with a man?" He asked, leaning over to open the drawer and take out a small bottle.
"Don't touch me there, I'll kill you, L!"
L didn't reply. He let go of his wrists and poured a generous amount of slimy liquid onto his fingers. "This is going to hurt a bit." That was the only warning he got before a finger was slowly pushed into him.
"Ngh!" Light’s head snapped back against the sheets, his breath hitching . The feeling felt unnatural and weird and very very cold.
"L—stop! Pull it out!" Light squeezed his eyes shut, his hands flying out to grip L’s shoulders, his knuckles turning white as he tried to push the detective away. "I’m serious!"
L didn't pull back. Instead, he reached over with his free hand and laced his fingers with Light’s, pinning one of Light's hands to the bed while he slowly began to pump his finger inside him.
"You need to relax your muscles. You're squeezing me." L said calmly.
"Shut up! Just shut up!" Light rasped, red all over. He wanted to bite him, to kick him off, to assert sm kind of dominance but the cool lubricant combined with L's rhythmic thrusts set him out.
"See?" L clicked his tongue softly, adding a second slick finger. "You're already stretching."
"Nnngh—! L, I swear to God—" Light’s sentence broke apart as L curved his fingers upward inside him.
Light dug his heels into the bedsheets, a whine leaving him. L curled his fingers inward, applying pressure against a particular spot inside.
He stiffened. A loud scream-moan tore through the room, echoing off the walls. Light's back arched off the mattress, his toes curling as a jolt of electricity shot up his spine.
"Oh," L said in wonder, stopping his movement for a second, eyes wide. "Fascinating. Right there?"
Light couldn't do anything expect writhe in place. L slowly inserted a third finger, pressin hard against his prostate. Light caught L's wrist with his first hand, looking at him pleadingly.
Tears gathered at the corner of his eyes, as he gasped helplessly under those hands. His cock was flooding with precum.
L's fingers scissored inside him, making space. His eyes rolled back, head slamming back. "Ahhh!"
"Louder, Light-kun. Let me hear you." He murmured, leaning down to lick a strip down hsi cock.
His hips bucked upward helplessly. The need for release overriding any other thoughts. Just as his back spine left the bed again, orgasm brimming at his tip, L pulled his fingers out.
Light let out and involuntarily sound of protest. He glared down at L with blurry eyes. "What–Why did you do that?"
L wiped his hands on the sheets, pulling away from Light to undo the buttons of jeans. "You're about to cum for the second time Light-kun. It hardly seems fair when I haven't even had my turn yet." L said, pulling down his jeans completely. He wasnt wearing any boxers. Unsurprising.
Light clicked his tongue. "Asshole." He muttered, turning his face away. He gave a surprised yelp as L pulled one his legs over his shoulders, exposing him further.
Feather like fingers ran slowly over the skin of his inner thigh before pressing a small kiss there. "What was that?"
Light bit the inside of his cheek, looking to down see L's dick, an angry red and already leaking. A wave of panic flooded inside him at the sheer size. That's going inside me?! He would tear in half!
"I won't tear anything, Light-kun," L said smoothly. He hadn't even realised he had said that part out loud. "I've already prepared you."
"Your fingers aren't that!" Light reasoned, pointing his hand down. "Are you out of your mind? There’s no way that fits!"
L looked down at his own cock and then at Light, a small infuriating smirk spreading across his face. "Shall we find out?" Then L was lathering more lube onto his dick, smearing it obscenely.
L leaned forward, pushing Lights leg back onto his chest, pressing light kisses onto his neck. "You're very lovely, Light-kun." L guided his tip to the Light's opening, rubbing at the entrance.
Light squeezed his eyes shut. L slowly pushed inside. "Haaa..."
"You're still so tight." L grunted, inserting himself further. Lights eyes opened wide, hands flying to grip L's shoulders.
"Its–its too big!" He gasped, digging his nails onto the detectives skin. Tears slipped down his flushed cheek. "L...!"
L was breathing raggedly, kissing Lights chest. "So lovely." He straightened up to capture Light’s lips in a bruising kiss, his tongue sliding into Light's mouth to steal his remaining air. Light let out a muffled whine into the kiss.
"Wait!" Light cried.
"Relax. It'll feel good in a minute."
The intrusion eased as L bottomed out. Light felt himself grow used to it. L pulled back slightly. He held himself still inside him, giving his body a few more seconds to adjust to the fullness. "Better?"
Light stared at him, dazed. "Yeah..."
L licked his lips before leaning down to kiss him again breathlessly. When L didn't move, "L..." Light choked out. "Don't just stay still.."
L let out an exhale. "So Light-kun does want this now?" Without waiting for a response, he pulled back completely before slamming in.
Light gasped, his toes curling into the sheets. His hands moved from L's arms to clutch at his shoulders, pulling him down closer.
L pulled back and in periodically drawing out long moans and groans from Light. The thrusts slowly became harder and rougher. His cock plunging back and forth into Light's heat. L buried his face into the side of his neck. "You feel so good, Light..."
"L!"
"Mmm–ah!"
It was only a few seconds later that Light felt the heat building again. "L... L I'm close!"
"Yeah?" L gasped. "Cumming from just my cock, Light-kun?" He lifted Lights leg higher onto his shoulder, thrusting sharply.
Light wasnt in the right mind to snap. He came with a cry, back arching and eyes rolling back.
"Light!" L moaned, following. Hot liquid filled Light. The last thing he felt was the gushing cum before his world bled into black.
Clack Clack Clack.
Light opened his ear blearily. The room was dark with only a single bedside lamp switched on. L sat on the floor typing soemthing on his laptop, leaning against the bed, still shirtless.
He rubbed his eyes, turning to lay on his back. I just had sex. With L. He swallowed, the fact slowly setting on. Covering his face with his hands, he groaned low.
"Oh, good morning, Light-kun." L said, clicking the laptop shut. "You were taking up the whole bed so I had to adjust with the floor."
Light glared at him weakly through the gap between his fingers. L smiled back.
"How do you feel?" He asked, standing up to sit beside Light.
He slowly pulled his hands away from his face, staring at the ceiling dejectedly. His body felt sore, sensitive and utterly exhausted. "Like I've been hit by a truck."
L let out an 'oh' , inching closer. He gripped Light's jaw lightly. "Maybe I can help. " he mumbled before sealing their lips again. Light had no idea how many times they've kissed in just a span of hours, but he had to admit, it felt good.
"How long have i been out for?" Light muttered, once L pulled away.
L thought for a moment. "About two hours. It's really late, Light-kun should stay the night."
Light rolled his eyes. "Right."
L smiled, kissing his forhead. "Great."
He felt warm.