Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme

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A Sort of Power, part 8

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He let out a surprised moan as L bent his head and licked the head of his erection, presumably as some sort of twisted reward for him stopping lashing out. L, typically, was doing this differently than normal: he did not use his lips at all, but instead simply licked repeatedly, from base to tip. It was different, strange, soothing and exciting all at once, and Light couldn’t stop himself. He jerked upwards into the sensation, and both L and Ryuk seemed very slightly amused.

“Humans,” Ryuk said, and if it had been possible he would probably have been rolling his eyes.

Light cursed again when L began to move his fingers: he had almost forgotten they were there, growing accustomed to the invasion despite himself. Now, though, they were all too apparent, a stretching, probing presence in the most uncomfortable and alien of places, and although L’s mouth felt unreasonably good Light was about to throw him off.

But suddenly, he felt a spark of something low in his groin, and he felt his hips jerk without warning. L smiled, and shifted his fingers, and this time Light’s head went back and he cried out a little, because what he was feeling was good. He found himself panting after the white-hot flash of pleasure subsided again, and all of a sudden, in the stupid hopeless aftershock, he realised that he wanted this more than he could possibly imagine.

Seconds after this revolting thought went through Light’s mind, L pulled his fingers out, leaving him bucking and stunned, his mouth open. L was humming to himself, a monotonous tuneless buzz, as he toyed with Light’s erection with one hand and touched himself idly with the other. Light was about to snap at him when L leaned forwards, laid a kiss just under Light’s jaw, and pushed into him.

It was painful, awkward, unyielding, and Light’s mind shattered because I’ve made a terrible mistake. He had obviously been completely mad before, because there was no way he wanted this, this was not what he had been promised, this was all wrong. Judging by the look on L’s face, however, he disagreed with this assessment: Light felt an illogical thrill to see the pleasure in L’s eyes, realising once more that it was his body that could strip L of all his affectations. L gave an unconscious twitch of his hips, as if confirming what was happening, and Light made a choked noise and screwed his eyes shut.

Ryuk had taken a few steps backwards. It seemed he had not quite worked out the mystery before the event. “There definitely won’t be kids coming out of this,” he muttered.

L was still barely moving, just giving little shifts every so often. His attention was on Light’s legs, as he seemed to deliberate before pushing them up and apart. “Does this help?” he said.

When Light ignored him- a futile attempt in the circumstances, yet unavoidable for the sake of his pride- L decided to soldier on. He pulled out almost entirely, earning a hiss from his suspect, and then leaned forwards and moved back in with more force than the first time.

Light’s breath hitched. It still hurt, but the movements were easing the discomfort. A greater source of consolation was the way L’s eyes widened like he had not been expecting the pleasure that he evidently felt. “Light,” he said in a tone bordering on astonishment, and dipped his head to kiss him. As their lips tangled for what felt like the thousandth time, Light felt a hand snake down his torso and take hold of his erection, still determinedly present despite the slight setbacks it had faced. L touched and stroked, and he rolled his hips forwards, and their mouths struggled as if to fuse, and the pleasure was creeping up on Light again. He hardly knew whether to be glad or sorry about this, but L was so good with his hands and the pain was really almost gone, it just felt strange and hot, and then he tilted his hips up into L’s and that white flash of sensation returned in a rush and he gasped into L’s mouth.

L, despite his own pleasure, the heat, the sweat, still managed to look smug.