Welcome to the Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme! (#2)
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For a few moments, L felt completely swept up (Light was so good at this), but as Light started to pull him down on top of him, he finally came to his senses and pulled back with a gasp. Light's hand in his hair wouldn't let him go far, but his opened his eyes and stared down at his friend.
"What's wrong?" Light asked. "Don't swing that way?"
"That's not it and you know it," L said quietly. Light leaned in and flicked his tongue against the seam of his lips. L's breath shallowed as Light moved down to his throat, laving at his pulse and sucking at the hollow of his throat.
"Stop it!" L said, grabbing him by the hair and jerking him back. Light grinned at him, and L could almost believe he was doing this because he genuinely like him. But there was still something . . . something in his expression, the glazed look in his eyes, that made him feel vaguely nauseous.
"Oh, come on," Light entreated. "Fuck me. You can do whatever you want."
"I don't want to do anythi-" He cut himself off with a gasp as Light slid a hand in between them and cupped him, hard.
"Liar," Light said, pressing down, rubbing in a way that was just . . .
"Light, stop it," L groaned, unable to stop moving his hips into that warm hand, just a little. God, if only Light knew how L had actually fantasized about this before, how Light was the only person he knew who interested him, who was beautiful and brilliant enough to make L notice him, to want him . . .
"Why?" Light asked, leaning in for another kiss. "I can make you feel good, L. Come on." He started to pull down L's zipper, and guided L's hand, the one that wasn't bracing himself against the bed, holding himself above Light, under his shirt to stroke at the soft skin of his stomach. "I can use my mouth on you," Light offered. "I think you'd like that, if I sucked you off. You've always had a bit of an oral fixation, with your candies and your lollipops."
L felt his eyes closing, and swallowed as he felt Light's fingers rub him through the thin layer of cotton of his boxers. "Light," he whispered, stroking the skin of Light's abdomen. Light leaned forward and licked at his lips again, slipping his tongue in when L's mouth opened automatically at the gesture. "Mmm," L moaned softly. Light's fingers slipped past the last layer and teased him, gently, feather-light touches gliding and rubbing his erection.
"Here," Light whispered, breaking the kiss and shifting down, biting softly at his neck and gently pushing so he was laying flat on his back. L blinked, starting to come to his senses, but suddenly tossed his head back and squeezed his eyes shut as he fet something warm and wet flick against the tip of his erection. Light slowly pulled down his underwear, just enough so he was exposed to the cold air of Light's bedroom. Light mouth was hot, though, hotter than anything L had ever felt, and he let just the tip of L's cock into his mouth, sucking hard and pulling back as L's hips bucked automatically into that hot mouth.
L groaned and reached down with one hand, twining his fingers into Light's hair, feeling the sweat on his scalp and listening to Light moan as his grip tightened.
Slowly, Light let him thrust into his mouth, moving down lower and lower until L hit the back of his throat, and then moving lower still, swallowing so that he could reach the very base of L's cock; and then sucking and letting L thrust up into that warm wet heat as hard as he wanted, groaning at the pain in his throat, how he couldn't breathe, L's grip in his hair painfully tight.
He pulled back slightly, just to breathe, and L groaned in disappointment. Light pulled back fully, licking L's erection as he went, reaching down to rub himself through his jeans. He sucked at the tip again, doing his best not to grin at the desperation on L's face. He lifted his head so he could speak, warm breathe on L's wet cock, "I want you to fuck me now."
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Light moved up the bed, knees on either side of L's waist, and started to lower himself onto L, his muscles spasming at the sudden intrusion, L groaning and tossing his head back as Light squeezed him and rocked himself slowly down until L was completely inside of him.
L was gasping, panting, breaths coming hard as he stared at Light. In the back of his mind, he could tell that something was very, very wrong, but that, perversely, only turned him on more. He bucked his hips, thrusting into Light as Light started to raise himself up again, and Light let his head fall back, eyes closing in bliss.
"Mmmm," Light moaned. "That's good, L. You're making me feel so good."
L started to move his hips more, matching the smooth, rocking rhythm Light had set up, groaning at how slow it was, but unable to speed up until Light let him. Suddenly, Light moaned louder than before and ground down onto L's cock, pressing himself down, hard, muscles clenching around L, not letting up even for a second.
"Feels . . . so good," he gasped. His hand reached back and he gently rolled L's balls in his palm, the unfamiliar sensation making L's eyes roll back in his head as Light started moving up and down on his erection.
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"Yes," Light whispered back, his voice little more than a hiss as he started to speed up the pace. "Oh, ngh . . . L, do me harder; fuck, L, harder."
L's hips responded to what Light was saying, even as his brain was too fogged to come up with any response. He pressed up into Light hard, not letting him retreat far before he thrust up again, grabbing his hips in a bruising grip and forcing him to stay down as he ground up into him, hardly moving except with a frantic thrusting. He forced his eyes open, staring at Light's own erection, so hard and red and dripping pre-come.
"Fuck, L," Light swore. "Fuck, I need more." He reached down, and with one smooth motion laid back and pulled L on top of him, moving his legs back so they rested on L's shoulders, L groaning at how deep and tight this angle was. He started to move frantically, no rhythm at all, only knowing that he wanted this, needed this, didn't want this to ever stop; and Light was moving too, his head thrown back as L fucked him, hard, just like he'd been begging him to do.
"Ahhh, Light," L gasped, feeling sweat drip down his face and land onto Light's soft, glistening skin.
"Fuck, L," Light responded, taking one of L's hands and guiding it to his erection. "Squeeze me - mmm - please, L, hard."
L's hand complied, and he was startled at the load moan he caused, Light's eyes shutting tight. Light pulled him in for a deep, soul-searing kiss, teeth and tongues, biting his lips and drawing the lower one in to suck at it. L's hand spasmed as he did that, and Light groaned, the loudest he'd been yet, and he came, his hips lifting off the bed and tightening around L so hard that it was almost painful; and L came too, shouting Light's name, almost sobbing in pleasure.
He rode out his orgasm, rutting hard against Light, biting his lip and tasting coppery blood as he bit down too hard. Finally, he collapsed, half on top of Light, pulling out and shuddering as the cool air caressed his cock, which was slick from his own semen and some of Light's blood.
He should probably be horrified at that, he thought lazily, reaching up to touch Light's hair again as Light panted, coming down from his high. And he probably would be, in the morning, when he was fully conscious and fully aware of what he'd done; and to someone as fragile and twisted as Light, his only friend.
But for now, sated and so satisfied, he just slept.
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I am so happy my first request got filled this quickly. Thank you so much, you have my gratitude author!
You made a good porn-with-plot, definitely love this fic!
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Now I wish there was more :(
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