Kira, Sweetheart Ch 2 An Error In Judgment
A/N: I own NOTHING!
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L had to stop himself from drooling as he watched as the cake disappeared past the murderer's lips. Kira, that bastard! He knew. He had to have known. There was no other explanation as to why the teen who normally shunned sweets had chosen to eat cake in front of him. L glowered as Light moaned in pleasure around his fork. This was... sadistic! That poor cake! L didn't even think Kira would stoop this low! And the way he kept looking at him, taunting him... Oh he knew. The bastard knew.
L watched mournfully as Light savored each bite in his mouth... L would do anything absolutely anything for sugar at the moment. Even if he was falling for Kira's trap... and if not well...
Well Kira, you brought this on yourself.
"Light-kun, a word please."
The teen looked grumpy but obediently followed L to the other room. L shut the door.
"What's this about Ryuu- Mrph?"
Light was cut off when L tackled him, shoving him roughly up against the wall. Light's eyes widened in surprise as L's tongue forcefully invaded his mouth. Never in a million years would he have imaged L trying something like this.
L was kissing him.
L was kissing him?
What?
No, not just kissing him but practically eating his face. The detective was crazed as he held him pinned up against the wall so he could have his way with his mouth.
Why is he doing this? Is this some sort of... power play? I never expected L would stoop so low! Dammit! L is SUPPOSED to play by the rules!
The wall bit into his back as L was leaning into him hard. Light couldn't get out of that hold even if he wanted to...
Which I do... I definitely...
L's tongue continued to dance against his own and in an instant Light suddenly found his arms free as L released them in favor of gripping the back of Light's head, burying his long fingers in Light's silky hair as he tried to push his tongue deeper. However even though his arms were free Light didn't feel inclined to do anything about it other than to idly flex his fingers in the folds of L's sweater.
Why does this feel... good?
It was just kissing. He'd done it plenty of times before with plenty of people. This was... unnerving. This was dangerous! There was getting close to L and then there was getting too close. This was definitely too close... but...
Dammit! If I try to stop this will I look like Kira trying to avoid L? Light worked to avoid having a panic attack. No, he wouldn't let L unnerve him with such a base tactic. Calm down! If this is for real, if he really does feel THAT WAY about me... I can use this to my advantage. But if L thinks I'm going to be passive about this he has another thing coming...
Meanwhile the other never stopped in his sloppy, eager attack. These sensations were overwhelming.
It's not L, Light assured himself. There was no way he could actually be attracted to L, his mortal enemy-that's absolutely impossible... it's just the thrill of it. The air of danger... Exactly; it would actually be more dangerous to back off now. To win I must attack!
L continued to swirl his tongue around in his mouth, invading deeply, cleaning the back of his teeth trying to get every last molecule of sugar, glorious sugar!
L had planned to just take Light to the other room to chew him out but the small cake crumb wedged in the corner of Light's mouth proved too much for the deprived sugar junkie. L hadn't even really thought about the consequences beyond following the sugar. Mmm... Chocolate, and strawberry, and another taste he enjoyed. (He wouldn't realize until later that it was Light-kun.) Well if Watari questioned him about it later he could always make something up-probably Kira-related. It would be a pretty believable excuse.
But now that he finally had some sugar in his system he could think more clearly and only just realized that his current actions could be seen as uh... he was kissing his coworker and Kira suspect. That definitely fell into the realm of socially inappropriate behavior. L hadn't meant to er... he was just after the cake... L started to withdraw and was about to begin a not-so heartfelt apology when he was surprised to hear a soft groan being emitted from the younger man and to feel hands fisting into his sweater.
Light was just as surprised. He normally found doing this sort of thing with anyone boring as fuck but he had learned to fake it well enough. But for some reason he didn't have to work too hard on his act right now...
"Light-kun?" L warily released the other, watching his reactions critically. Though it wasn't his intention Light's reaction here would be an ideal opportunity to profile his suspect.
Just think of it in terms of the case. The case was a safe thought... The butterflies that had taken up residence in his stomach most definitely were not. L was admittedly way out of his depth here. He knew how all this interpersonal relationship stuff worked in theory but... There shouldn't be an issue anyway. Surely the normal reaction after what I just did would be for Light to yell at me, call me a pervert, hit me, and then storm out... Light is Kira-he will want to appear normal at all costs...
L suddenly felt exposed under the other's gaze. He never liked being stared at, but he especially didn't like the way Light was looking at him right now, his gaze seemed predatory (and for a moment he could have sworn Light's eyes flashed red). Surely that look alone was a giveaway that Light was indeed Kira...
"Light-kun..." L began in a warning tone when Light attacked, throwing all his weight against the detective knocking them both to the ground. L gaped, wide-eyed as the younger man pinned him down. They struggled. L kneed him in the stomach but Light was undeterred. L hissed when Light bit his lower lip to gain entry to his mouth so he could resume what they were doing before. And seeing how Light's tongue still tasted vaguely sweet L found he lacked the will to fight it. As the younger man moved against him, L could feel the growing bulge in his trousers.
Wait does this mean Light actually feels THAT WAY about-? Oh boy... L thought, dumbstruck, as the teen attempted to conquer his mouth. Or is this Light as Kira... Kira might go to any lengths to beat L into submission... But would Light really stoop so low as to...
Of course L wasn't defenseless. He COULD kick Light across the room if need be... if he could just get over how currently... flustered he was by all this. But there were other factors to consider as well. He had, however unintentionally, instigated it and L didn't want to think of the consequences if Watari knew that he was really just after the cake.
Observing Light, Kira, in an uninhibited, natural state may prove invaluable...
But... L wasn't really comfortable with all this. L groaned at the feeling of the other's hands roaming under his sweater-it felt kind of nice (no no no no no!) but WEIRD. Someone else was touching him. (Light... Kira was touching him!) He hardly ever even touched himself. Strange, after the initial attack Light's touches were oddly gentle...
Focus! L never had this much trouble thinking before. It must have just been the lack of sugar in his system. Because there was no way he could possibly be enjoying-L's toes curled at the pleasant feeling of the younger man rubbing against him-he couldn't...
L loathed ANY physical contact let alone in this powerless position, trapped at the mercy of a murderer... Kira.
L gasped into Light's mouth as the other continued to take his breath away. He felt a pleasurable tremor go through him as Light continued to rub under his shirt. L felt his heart skip a beat.
Maybe THIS was how Kira killed...?
I-I can't... I can't do this!
"Light-kun..." to L's mortification it came out as a terrified whimper. "Light-kun... What are you doing?" L gasped out.
Light paused and drew back in surprise.
L looked absolutely terrified.
What? Light was confused. Was it a trick?
It was an excuse to stop this, to walk away... Light had started merely as a means of gaining control of the situation but now, against all logic Light didn't really want to stop...
"What? You started it."
Light's more sadistic side wanted to beat L into the ground, to force him to make more of those sounds. After all, L challenged HIM-the God of the New World. It was nothing less than what he deserved and if this was L's weakness...
No... no, no, no, no! That wouldn't do! Light was appalled to have entertained the thought-that sort of behavior was the very thing he sought to destroy. Besides, Light Yagami the Chief's son and model citizen would never do something like THAT to his "best friend."
However Light was terrified that if he showed him mercy that L would take the opportunity to... turn the tables so to speak. So Light merely paused in his ministrations but kept him pinned to the ground.
L continued to tremble.
"Ryuuzaki? What's the matter?" Light eyed him critically. "If you didn't want this then why did you-? Are we moving too fast?"
That's right, I started it. L couldn't let Watari know he was after the cake. At all costs...
"I'm sorry, Light-kun. I-I just couldn't keep my hands off you. Surely Light-kun knows how pretty he is."
"Pretty?" Light repeated in indignation, but his cheeks tinged an adorable pink. He couldn't help but look very pleased as he soaked up the praise. L rolled his eyes. Such a narcissist.
Sure, Light got complements all the time but he never expected to receive such compliments from L, his greatest enemy (And the world's greatest detective. Before discovering his true purpose Light had always wanted to be a detective...)
Light suddenly felt very hot.
"It was an error in judgment, I apologize."
L studied Light's face and watched the play of emotions-there was a flash of anger, irritation... and disappointment?
L noticed when he had paid Light that flattery he had loosened his hold. L took the opportunity to break out of it, sitting up so that they were nose-to-nose, with Light still straddling his lap. "You can get off me now."
Light scowled but showed no inclination of moving.
"I'm serious, I will kick y-"
"Well... What if I think you're pretty too?" Light snapped petulantly.
"Then you'd be a liar." What's his game? L knew his appearance disturbed people, especially shallow people just like Light-kun who were overly concerned about their appearance. He knew they all really thought he was an ugly, disgusting, freak... Not that L cared in the slightest. He was L. No one could hurt him anymore... Only it didn't seem like an act. L's eyes bored into his suspect. He was reading frustration, embarrassment, and sincerity... True, Light was an impeccable actor but L was trained to read human behavior and certain tells couldn't be faked. As L continued constantly observing the other there was only one conclusion-impossible as it seemed, Light was genuinely attracted to him...
"Er..."
Light sighed and drew away a bit but not far. "Yeah I get it, Ryuuzaki. This is too fast, I'm sorry. We can... go at our own pace."
L glared at his suspect. He had no doubt used that same line countless times on... I'm not a girl! And how presumptuous to think that this would EVER happen again...
L hissed as Light patted him on the back.
"What's this?" Light had noticed the occasionally odd ridge when his fingertips were mapping the surface of L's skin under his sweater but this... ridge felt bigger than the others... Unable to resist his curiosity Light took hold of L's sweater.
L paled white as a ghost. No... he'd see...
"No Light... wait!" To L's dismay, with a harsh tug from Light the sweater flew away.
Light stared, stunned at the myriad scars that riddled L's body. Some were small nicks, others long cuts, they were faded but everywhere. The most prominent was one on his back carved in the shape of "13."There was no way that was self-inflicted.
L shrunk under Light's scrutinizing stare.
"See... I'm not pretty!" L hissed. He was about to demand that Light get out when the killer hugged him close.
Wha-?
"Ryuuzaki... what happened?" Light sounded, for all-the-world, like a concerned friend (boyfriend?) rather than a psycho killer.
Light is Kira. He's no doubt just fishing for details so that he can find my true name...
"This is hardly my first case, Light ...And it won't be my last, I assure you."
"WHO did this?" The younger man was shaking with quiet rage. "Give me their name!"
Of course they both noticed the slip...
"The one responsible is currently serving out their sentence. No need it to worry about it, Kira-kun."
"I'm not- You're impossible!" Light stormed out, covering his escape with righteous indignation.
L put his thumb to his lips. Fascinating. That was almost like... he actually cared...?
Of course it was always his plan to use Kira to help them find the Second Kira and get information on both of them and he had hoped that if he got close enough to Light that he would slip up and reveal himself. It had seemed a longshot in the beginning but now it looked like he had discovered a chink in his armor. If he pursued a relationship with his suspect, if he won his trust, perhaps Light would show him how he killed?
L didn't like the idea of so much... touching but for the good of the case (and cake) he was willing to make that sacrifice. Of course the deciding factor was the cake. L was sure he had just found a loophole in Watari's "no sweets" rule... As for the touching it actually wasn't so bad (in fact once they got started it felt kind of… nice) and Light was surprisingly civil... for being Kira. If things remained civil maybe he could even get Kira under control… L hadn't really liked being pinned to the ground though admittedly he had enjoyed himself when he had Light squirming up against the wall… and honestly not just for the cake.
How odd. He hadn't even thought about sugar in the last five minutes... He needed more sugar to think about that. He needed to set in motion his new plan in using Light-kun as soon as possible.
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L had to stop himself from drooling as he watched as the cake disappeared past the murderer's lips. Kira, that bastard! He knew. He had to have known. There was no other explanation as to why the teen who normally shunned sweets had chosen to eat cake in front of him. L glowered as Light moaned in pleasure around his fork. This was... sadistic! That poor cake! L didn't even think Kira would stoop this low! And the way he kept looking at him, taunting him... Oh he knew. The bastard knew.
L watched mournfully as Light savored each bite in his mouth... L would do anything absolutely anything for sugar at the moment. Even if he was falling for Kira's trap... and if not well...
Well Kira, you brought this on yourself.
"Light-kun, a word please."
The teen looked grumpy but obediently followed L to the other room. L shut the door.
"What's this about Ryuu- Mrph?"
Light was cut off when L tackled him, shoving him roughly up against the wall. Light's eyes widened in surprise as L's tongue forcefully invaded his mouth. Never in a million years would he have imaged L trying something like this.
L was kissing him.
L was kissing him?
What?
No, not just kissing him but practically eating his face. The detective was crazed as he held him pinned up against the wall so he could have his way with his mouth.
Why is he doing this? Is this some sort of... power play? I never expected L would stoop so low! Dammit! L is SUPPOSED to play by the rules!
The wall bit into his back as L was leaning into him hard. Light couldn't get out of that hold even if he wanted to...
Which I do... I definitely...
L's tongue continued to dance against his own and in an instant Light suddenly found his arms free as L released them in favor of gripping the back of Light's head, burying his long fingers in Light's silky hair as he tried to push his tongue deeper. However even though his arms were free Light didn't feel inclined to do anything about it other than to idly flex his fingers in the folds of L's sweater.
Why does this feel... good?
It was just kissing. He'd done it plenty of times before with plenty of people. This was... unnerving. This was dangerous! There was getting close to L and then there was getting too close. This was definitely too close... but...
Dammit! If I try to stop this will I look like Kira trying to avoid L? Light worked to avoid having a panic attack. No, he wouldn't let L unnerve him with such a base tactic. Calm down! If this is for real, if he really does feel THAT WAY about me... I can use this to my advantage. But if L thinks I'm going to be passive about this he has another thing coming...
Meanwhile the other never stopped in his sloppy, eager attack. These sensations were overwhelming.
It's not L, Light assured himself. There was no way he could actually be attracted to L, his mortal enemy-that's absolutely impossible... it's just the thrill of it. The air of danger... Exactly; it would actually be more dangerous to back off now. To win I must attack!
L continued to swirl his tongue around in his mouth, invading deeply, cleaning the back of his teeth trying to get every last molecule of sugar, glorious sugar!
L had planned to just take Light to the other room to chew him out but the small cake crumb wedged in the corner of Light's mouth proved too much for the deprived sugar junkie. L hadn't even really thought about the consequences beyond following the sugar. Mmm... Chocolate, and strawberry, and another taste he enjoyed. (He wouldn't realize until later that it was Light-kun.) Well if Watari questioned him about it later he could always make something up-probably Kira-related. It would be a pretty believable excuse.
But now that he finally had some sugar in his system he could think more clearly and only just realized that his current actions could be seen as uh... he was kissing his coworker and Kira suspect. That definitely fell into the realm of socially inappropriate behavior. L hadn't meant to er... he was just after the cake... L started to withdraw and was about to begin a not-so heartfelt apology when he was surprised to hear a soft groan being emitted from the younger man and to feel hands fisting into his sweater.
Light was just as surprised. He normally found doing this sort of thing with anyone boring as fuck but he had learned to fake it well enough. But for some reason he didn't have to work too hard on his act right now...
"Light-kun?" L warily released the other, watching his reactions critically. Though it wasn't his intention Light's reaction here would be an ideal opportunity to profile his suspect.
Just think of it in terms of the case. The case was a safe thought... The butterflies that had taken up residence in his stomach most definitely were not. L was admittedly way out of his depth here. He knew how all this interpersonal relationship stuff worked in theory but... There shouldn't be an issue anyway. Surely the normal reaction after what I just did would be for Light to yell at me, call me a pervert, hit me, and then storm out... Light is Kira-he will want to appear normal at all costs...
L suddenly felt exposed under the other's gaze. He never liked being stared at, but he especially didn't like the way Light was looking at him right now, his gaze seemed predatory (and for a moment he could have sworn Light's eyes flashed red). Surely that look alone was a giveaway that Light was indeed Kira...
"Light-kun..." L began in a warning tone when Light attacked, throwing all his weight against the detective knocking them both to the ground. L gaped, wide-eyed as the younger man pinned him down. They struggled. L kneed him in the stomach but Light was undeterred. L hissed when Light bit his lower lip to gain entry to his mouth so he could resume what they were doing before. And seeing how Light's tongue still tasted vaguely sweet L found he lacked the will to fight it. As the younger man moved against him, L could feel the growing bulge in his trousers.
Wait does this mean Light actually feels THAT WAY about-? Oh boy... L thought, dumbstruck, as the teen attempted to conquer his mouth. Or is this Light as Kira... Kira might go to any lengths to beat L into submission... But would Light really stoop so low as to...
Of course L wasn't defenseless. He COULD kick Light across the room if need be... if he could just get over how currently... flustered he was by all this. But there were other factors to consider as well. He had, however unintentionally, instigated it and L didn't want to think of the consequences if Watari knew that he was really just after the cake.
Observing Light, Kira, in an uninhibited, natural state may prove invaluable...
But... L wasn't really comfortable with all this. L groaned at the feeling of the other's hands roaming under his sweater-it felt kind of nice (no no no no no!) but WEIRD. Someone else was touching him. (Light... Kira was touching him!) He hardly ever even touched himself. Strange, after the initial attack Light's touches were oddly gentle...
Focus! L never had this much trouble thinking before. It must have just been the lack of sugar in his system. Because there was no way he could possibly be enjoying-L's toes curled at the pleasant feeling of the younger man rubbing against him-he couldn't...
L loathed ANY physical contact let alone in this powerless position, trapped at the mercy of a murderer... Kira.
L gasped into Light's mouth as the other continued to take his breath away. He felt a pleasurable tremor go through him as Light continued to rub under his shirt. L felt his heart skip a beat.
Maybe THIS was how Kira killed...?
I-I can't... I can't do this!
"Light-kun..." to L's mortification it came out as a terrified whimper. "Light-kun... What are you doing?" L gasped out.
Light paused and drew back in surprise.
L looked absolutely terrified.
What? Light was confused. Was it a trick?
It was an excuse to stop this, to walk away... Light had started merely as a means of gaining control of the situation but now, against all logic Light didn't really want to stop...
"What? You started it."
Light's more sadistic side wanted to beat L into the ground, to force him to make more of those sounds. After all, L challenged HIM-the God of the New World. It was nothing less than what he deserved and if this was L's weakness...
No... no, no, no, no! That wouldn't do! Light was appalled to have entertained the thought-that sort of behavior was the very thing he sought to destroy. Besides, Light Yagami the Chief's son and model citizen would never do something like THAT to his "best friend."
However Light was terrified that if he showed him mercy that L would take the opportunity to... turn the tables so to speak. So Light merely paused in his ministrations but kept him pinned to the ground.
L continued to tremble.
"Ryuuzaki? What's the matter?" Light eyed him critically. "If you didn't want this then why did you-? Are we moving too fast?"
That's right, I started it. L couldn't let Watari know he was after the cake. At all costs...
"I'm sorry, Light-kun. I-I just couldn't keep my hands off you. Surely Light-kun knows how pretty he is."
"Pretty?" Light repeated in indignation, but his cheeks tinged an adorable pink. He couldn't help but look very pleased as he soaked up the praise. L rolled his eyes. Such a narcissist.
Sure, Light got complements all the time but he never expected to receive such compliments from L, his greatest enemy (And the world's greatest detective. Before discovering his true purpose Light had always wanted to be a detective...)
Light suddenly felt very hot.
"It was an error in judgment, I apologize."
L studied Light's face and watched the play of emotions-there was a flash of anger, irritation... and disappointment?
L noticed when he had paid Light that flattery he had loosened his hold. L took the opportunity to break out of it, sitting up so that they were nose-to-nose, with Light still straddling his lap. "You can get off me now."
Light scowled but showed no inclination of moving.
"I'm serious, I will kick y-"
"Well... What if I think you're pretty too?" Light snapped petulantly.
"Then you'd be a liar." What's his game? L knew his appearance disturbed people, especially shallow people just like Light-kun who were overly concerned about their appearance. He knew they all really thought he was an ugly, disgusting, freak... Not that L cared in the slightest. He was L. No one could hurt him anymore... Only it didn't seem like an act. L's eyes bored into his suspect. He was reading frustration, embarrassment, and sincerity... True, Light was an impeccable actor but L was trained to read human behavior and certain tells couldn't be faked. As L continued constantly observing the other there was only one conclusion-impossible as it seemed, Light was genuinely attracted to him...
"Er..."
Light sighed and drew away a bit but not far. "Yeah I get it, Ryuuzaki. This is too fast, I'm sorry. We can... go at our own pace."
L glared at his suspect. He had no doubt used that same line countless times on... I'm not a girl! And how presumptuous to think that this would EVER happen again...
L hissed as Light patted him on the back.
"What's this?" Light had noticed the occasionally odd ridge when his fingertips were mapping the surface of L's skin under his sweater but this... ridge felt bigger than the others... Unable to resist his curiosity Light took hold of L's sweater.
L paled white as a ghost. No... he'd see...
"No Light... wait!" To L's dismay, with a harsh tug from Light the sweater flew away.
Light stared, stunned at the myriad scars that riddled L's body. Some were small nicks, others long cuts, they were faded but everywhere. The most prominent was one on his back carved in the shape of "13."There was no way that was self-inflicted.
L shrunk under Light's scrutinizing stare.
"See... I'm not pretty!" L hissed. He was about to demand that Light get out when the killer hugged him close.
Wha-?
"Ryuuzaki... what happened?" Light sounded, for all-the-world, like a concerned friend (boyfriend?) rather than a psycho killer.
Light is Kira. He's no doubt just fishing for details so that he can find my true name...
"This is hardly my first case, Light ...And it won't be my last, I assure you."
"WHO did this?" The younger man was shaking with quiet rage. "Give me their name!"
Of course they both noticed the slip...
"The one responsible is currently serving out their sentence. No need it to worry about it, Kira-kun."
"I'm not- You're impossible!" Light stormed out, covering his escape with righteous indignation.
L put his thumb to his lips. Fascinating. That was almost like... he actually cared...?
Of course it was always his plan to use Kira to help them find the Second Kira and get information on both of them and he had hoped that if he got close enough to Light that he would slip up and reveal himself. It had seemed a longshot in the beginning but now it looked like he had discovered a chink in his armor. If he pursued a relationship with his suspect, if he won his trust, perhaps Light would show him how he killed?
L didn't like the idea of so much... touching but for the good of the case (and cake) he was willing to make that sacrifice. Of course the deciding factor was the cake. L was sure he had just found a loophole in Watari's "no sweets" rule... As for the touching it actually wasn't so bad (in fact once they got started it felt kind of… nice) and Light was surprisingly civil... for being Kira. If things remained civil maybe he could even get Kira under control… L hadn't really liked being pinned to the ground though admittedly he had enjoyed himself when he had Light squirming up against the wall… and honestly not just for the cake.
How odd. He hadn't even thought about sugar in the last five minutes... He needed more sugar to think about that. He needed to set in motion his new plan in using Light-kun as soon as possible.
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