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Please Be Aware: This story contains graphic yaoi. And spoilers. If you don't like either, I suggest you turn back.
Love?
Chapter 1 - A new type of friend
He sat perched on his chair, his head full of thought as he quietly ate a piece of a Victoria Sponge with a strawberry resting on the top, held on by a dollop of cream. He looked upset, he had a big decision to make.
A few minutes later, the plate that had cake on, was empty and returned to the table. The man got up and put on some sneakers, then he went out of the building he was in, and went for a walk.
"What to do, what to do." He murmered under his breath. "He'll be waiting for my answer but I really don't know what to do!" Back at HeadQuarters, he imagined the man of his dreams, lying in bed, waiting for him beneath dark blue silk covers on a king size bed with a varnished wooden frame.
"He'll be asleep from the boredom of waiting for me to make up my stupid mind!" He hit himself in the chest. A woman passing looked at him strangely.
"Indigestion." He gingerly lied.
When he got to a bench, he sat on it as he normally sat and put his head in his hands. If he were Misa Amane, the path would be obvious, if given the chance to spend time under the sheets with Light Yagami, she would be under the covers before he had finished inviting her. But L didn't know whether he wanted to fraternise with his potential enemy. On the other hand, L really liked Light and had wanted to be more than friends for ages. He really was in a confusing situation.
"You only get one go at life, but...what if he's using me? That is the difference between myself and Misa...I won't allow myself to be used." He debated with himself. He slid off the bench and made his way home, drooping lazily like a sloth. He returned to Headquarters and made his way up to the eleventh floor. He opened the door quietly and closed it behind him with as much attention. He took off his sneakers and made his way to a door at the far end, his felt lightly touching the Salmon pink carpet. The door at the other end of the room was ajar, and L peeped in, sighing to himself, his back turned away from the door, was a young man of about 19, his back was naked which stopped at the base to be replaced with dark blue silk covers. The door slowly opened, light streamed onto the ground and L crept in, taking off his shirt and trousers as he made his way to the bed.
"I'm not asleep, so you don't need to creep about." Light announced, not turning around. "If you came to check that I was still here...well here I am." he sounded grumpy.
"Don't be getting in a mood, Light." L replied standing near the bed in only some black boxer shorts.
"Well i'd assume you're only here to tell me you don't want to be invloved with me."
"If that's why I was here, why would I be standing in nothing but my underwear?" L questioned. Light turned around and sat up.
"You mean it?"
"Yep."
He pulled back the covers on one side of the bed and got in. Then he
scooted closer to Light, putting an arm around him when he was as
close as he could get. They stared at each other, then suddenly,
passion could not escape them as they locked lips and shared a
romantic kiss. Arms tightly held around each other, they continued to
kiss.
They laid down, their heads sinking into the matching silk pillows, Lights hands moved down L's body until they reached his boxers, and slowly, he helped them off and threw them across the room to join L's other clothes. His hands then ran back up the inside of L's legs and stopped short of L's Penis.
"Please don't." L whispered.
"Ok." Light lifted his hands off and replaced them on L's waist.
"Thanks."
"No Problem." Light stared at L until he looked back.
"Is there something on my face?" L asked, paranoid.
"No...I was just thinking of how beautiful you are."
"Says you, you're a pretty boy and you always will be." L replied, his eyes skimming Light's facial features. A few moments passed, while silence surrounded the room and the sitting room beyond the door.
Soon, they could not hold back anymore, and L and Light surrendered to their longing for each other, and tightly wrapping themselves around each other, they let themselves get lost in the moment. Kissing each other madly.
Light carefully pushed L onto his front and then seated himself at the base of his back before injecting his erectile penis into L's body. L's hands gripped the head board, his knuckles white while Light thrusted his body into making L's experience pleasurable. For 15 long minutes, the couple remained solitary as they made love beneath the silky cover. Light withdrew, no long erectile, and they both sat up, panting. When they had their breath back, they turned to each other smiling, and hugged.
"I'm so glad we can be together." Light said, resting his head on L's right shoulder.
"Me too." L replied. They sank back under the sea of silk, and holding hands, they fell asleep with smiles on their faces, their naked torso's showing.