Short Kinkmeme fic
http://dn-kink2.livejournal.com/1491.html?thread=1673683#t1673683
Light forces L to receive oral sex.
L regains consciousness naked, tied up and gagged. Light is there and announces that he's not going to give L a chance to say no, and then proceeds to give L oral sex, without knowing whether L wants it or not.
L must cum, but he should not be able to give any signs of consent or non-consent for as long as he is tied and gagged. If he struggles, it should not be clear to Light whether L is squirming in pleasure or trying to resist. The reader of the story might know at that point (writer's choice in this matter) but Light shouldn't know yet.
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Light ran his fingers through L's hair, the repetitive motion soothing his impatience as he waited for his captive to awaken. It was amazing how deeply L slept when he finally gave in to his body's demands.
Light smirked at the thought. He was going to make sure that L gave in to some very different demands tonight.
As if sensing the turn his thoughts had taken, L stirred. The movement was restricted by the ropes around him, and the unexpected binding drew him from unconsciousness. Dark eyes flickered open, coming alert shockingly quickly.
Light dug his fingers a little deeper into L's hair, going from stroking his hair to massaging his scalp. L just stared up at him, motionless except for the subtle attempts to free himself from his bondage. Light could almost see the rising percentage in his eyes.
The thought made Light smile a little wider, not trying to disguise his feelings the way he usually did. He'd known when he set this up that what he was going to do would probably be used to add to the percentage of his being Kira, but he didn't care. Not after spending so long wanting, with L flaunting what he wanted and then denying him the right to touch it.
His free hand stroked down over L's side, and he luxuriated in the sensation of warm bare skin under his fingers - and relished the startled jump of L's ribs as he gasped.
"I've been waiting for you to wake up," he said warmly, reaching down and kneading L's thigh. L froze, his eyes going impossibly wider. The gag in his mouth distorted whatever he was trying to say, turning it into a meaningless jumble of sounds.
Reluctantly, Light moved his other hand from L's hair down to his chest, where he couldn't resist playing with L's nipple as he explained. "We both know that if I asked you'd never agree, because I'm your Kira suspect." He shifted his position, confident that L was too securely tied to get loose. "So I'm not going to ask, and -" he grinned for a moment before licking his lips, eyes turning from L's face to his target - "you won't say no."
L was only half-erect, but that just meant Light could get all of him into his mouth. He tightened his lips around the base and slowly pulled back, feeling L growing harder as he did.
L tried to say something again, but Light couldn't even interpret the emotion in his voice, let alone the words. He hummed around his mouthful, feeling L jerk beneath him, and started sucking. His eyes fell half-closed as his attention narrowed down to the stiffening cock in his mouth, feeling it shift and grow harder. He drew back slowly, sucking steadily, until just the head was in his mouth, and then he licked hard at the sensitive spot underneath it until L whimpered. Light couldn't tell if the sound was pleasure or protest, and at that moment, he didn't care - getting a response, any response, was enough of a triumph to make his own cock jump with pleasure. He let L's cock slip past his lips and traced lines up it with the tip of his tongue, relishing the way L couldn't stop his hips from jumping slightly with each delicate touch.
"Is this good?" he murmured, lapping the first beads of precum from the tip of L's erection before licking his way down till he reached L's scrotum, sucking first one and then the other of L's balls into his mouth and cleaning them with his tongue. L made more noises at that, and that just made Light squirm and work harder at pleasuring him. L might think Light was disgusting, a murderer, but each time he made those noises Light was reassured that at least part of him didn't care.
Light smirked to himself. The part of L that didn't care whether he was a murderer was currently very stiff and leaking so much fluid that Light had to keep stopping his pleasuring of L's balls to lap it up. He finally moved further up L's shaft, kissing the head of his cock and pushing the tip of his tongue into the slit before opening wide and sinking as far as he could. L's cock bumped into the back of his throat, and Light frowned in concentration as he put carefully-researched theory into practice and tried to swallow it.
L made a shocked noise. Light felt a surge of pride at getting something recognisable from him. He pulled back to take a quick breath, then sank down again, trying to take all of L's cock this time. He didn't quite manage it, but it was easy to think that the sounds L was making were approving, so he took another breath and tried again. He was almost impressed with himself for not choking on it - but then, he was always good at the things he did.
This time, he made it. Light moaned triumphantly, making L shake beneath him. He drew back completely, then sank all the way to the base again. Then repeated it, trying to create an illusion of L thrusting into him, trying to find the right rhythm to make L squirm more, moan more, and knowing that he wouldn't have long because L was so very close to his orgasm.
Light couldn't resist replacing his mouth with his hands long enough to whisper to L, "Where do you want to come? In my mouth, or on my face?"
L made a desperate noise, and then he was shaking, come spurting out, and Light dove back onto his cock because if L didn't want this then he'd never get another chance to feel what it was like to swallow down his come. He couldn't help reaching down to stroke himself to orgasm as he sucked and swallowed, high on the power of getting to do this, getting L to respond, getting everything just as he planned it.
Light nuzzled L's thigh, sated. He could let himself have this final moment, he decided. One last joy before he let L free, and risked finding out that he hadn't wanted what Light just did to him after all.
Light forces L to receive oral sex.
L regains consciousness naked, tied up and gagged. Light is there and announces that he's not going to give L a chance to say no, and then proceeds to give L oral sex, without knowing whether L wants it or not.
L must cum, but he should not be able to give any signs of consent or non-consent for as long as he is tied and gagged. If he struggles, it should not be clear to Light whether L is squirming in pleasure or trying to resist. The reader of the story might know at that point (writer's choice in this matter) but Light shouldn't know yet.
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Light ran his fingers through L's hair, the repetitive motion soothing his impatience as he waited for his captive to awaken. It was amazing how deeply L slept when he finally gave in to his body's demands.
Light smirked at the thought. He was going to make sure that L gave in to some very different demands tonight.
As if sensing the turn his thoughts had taken, L stirred. The movement was restricted by the ropes around him, and the unexpected binding drew him from unconsciousness. Dark eyes flickered open, coming alert shockingly quickly.
Light dug his fingers a little deeper into L's hair, going from stroking his hair to massaging his scalp. L just stared up at him, motionless except for the subtle attempts to free himself from his bondage. Light could almost see the rising percentage in his eyes.
The thought made Light smile a little wider, not trying to disguise his feelings the way he usually did. He'd known when he set this up that what he was going to do would probably be used to add to the percentage of his being Kira, but he didn't care. Not after spending so long wanting, with L flaunting what he wanted and then denying him the right to touch it.
His free hand stroked down over L's side, and he luxuriated in the sensation of warm bare skin under his fingers - and relished the startled jump of L's ribs as he gasped.
"I've been waiting for you to wake up," he said warmly, reaching down and kneading L's thigh. L froze, his eyes going impossibly wider. The gag in his mouth distorted whatever he was trying to say, turning it into a meaningless jumble of sounds.
Reluctantly, Light moved his other hand from L's hair down to his chest, where he couldn't resist playing with L's nipple as he explained. "We both know that if I asked you'd never agree, because I'm your Kira suspect." He shifted his position, confident that L was too securely tied to get loose. "So I'm not going to ask, and -" he grinned for a moment before licking his lips, eyes turning from L's face to his target - "you won't say no."
L was only half-erect, but that just meant Light could get all of him into his mouth. He tightened his lips around the base and slowly pulled back, feeling L growing harder as he did.
L tried to say something again, but Light couldn't even interpret the emotion in his voice, let alone the words. He hummed around his mouthful, feeling L jerk beneath him, and started sucking. His eyes fell half-closed as his attention narrowed down to the stiffening cock in his mouth, feeling it shift and grow harder. He drew back slowly, sucking steadily, until just the head was in his mouth, and then he licked hard at the sensitive spot underneath it until L whimpered. Light couldn't tell if the sound was pleasure or protest, and at that moment, he didn't care - getting a response, any response, was enough of a triumph to make his own cock jump with pleasure. He let L's cock slip past his lips and traced lines up it with the tip of his tongue, relishing the way L couldn't stop his hips from jumping slightly with each delicate touch.
"Is this good?" he murmured, lapping the first beads of precum from the tip of L's erection before licking his way down till he reached L's scrotum, sucking first one and then the other of L's balls into his mouth and cleaning them with his tongue. L made more noises at that, and that just made Light squirm and work harder at pleasuring him. L might think Light was disgusting, a murderer, but each time he made those noises Light was reassured that at least part of him didn't care.
Light smirked to himself. The part of L that didn't care whether he was a murderer was currently very stiff and leaking so much fluid that Light had to keep stopping his pleasuring of L's balls to lap it up. He finally moved further up L's shaft, kissing the head of his cock and pushing the tip of his tongue into the slit before opening wide and sinking as far as he could. L's cock bumped into the back of his throat, and Light frowned in concentration as he put carefully-researched theory into practice and tried to swallow it.
L made a shocked noise. Light felt a surge of pride at getting something recognisable from him. He pulled back to take a quick breath, then sank down again, trying to take all of L's cock this time. He didn't quite manage it, but it was easy to think that the sounds L was making were approving, so he took another breath and tried again. He was almost impressed with himself for not choking on it - but then, he was always good at the things he did.
This time, he made it. Light moaned triumphantly, making L shake beneath him. He drew back completely, then sank all the way to the base again. Then repeated it, trying to create an illusion of L thrusting into him, trying to find the right rhythm to make L squirm more, moan more, and knowing that he wouldn't have long because L was so very close to his orgasm.
Light couldn't resist replacing his mouth with his hands long enough to whisper to L, "Where do you want to come? In my mouth, or on my face?"
L made a desperate noise, and then he was shaking, come spurting out, and Light dove back onto his cock because if L didn't want this then he'd never get another chance to feel what it was like to swallow down his come. He couldn't help reaching down to stroke himself to orgasm as he sucked and swallowed, high on the power of getting to do this, getting L to respond, getting everything just as he planned it.
Light nuzzled L's thigh, sated. He could let himself have this final moment, he decided. One last joy before he let L free, and risked finding out that he hadn't wanted what Light just did to him after all.