Disclaimer: I do not own DeathNote. I can dream though. Story inspired by a picture I saw on a website.
"How the hell did you manage this, Ryuzaki?" Light demanded, squirming.
"The attitude is not helping, Light-kun." Ryuzaki responded.
Said two were currently in a closet. A closet locked from the outside. Light wiggled again, trying to get his hands over his head. He stopped, however when the chain connecting himself and Ryuzaki pulled tightly across a VERY sensitive place. He gasped. Ryuzaki twisted, pulling the chain tighter.
"Light-kun?"
All he got in response was a moan. He twisted again.
"Holy shit!" Light panted. "Stop doing that!"
"What's going on? I can't see anything." He tugged on the chain, trying to loosen it's grip around one of his legs. Light let out a highpitched mewl as the chain pulled tighter around his now very hard arousal.
"Light-kun? I'm concerned."
"Don't be." Light breathed, his voice very squeaky.
Ryuzaki was quiet for a minute. "..Okay." He pulled once more and managed to lift his leg over the offending chain. Light jerked as the chain ground against him. The resulting tug pulled Ryuzaki off balance. He fell, face first, down toward where Light was sitting, propped against a wall. Light let out a shriek as Ryuzaki's open mouth came in contact with the hard bulge in his jeans.
Ryuzaki froze. "Light-kun...I'm stuck. I can't move." He said with difficulty. Light shuddered and convulsed, bucking his hips against Ryuzaki's face. The other man froze, his tongue flickering out to taste the wetness that was pressed against his face. He frowned. It tasted...salty.
"Light-kun, please tell me you did NOT just cum." He muttered into Light's crotch, trying his best to keep facial movements to a minimum, to avoid a reoccurence.
There was an embarrassed silence.
Finally, Light spoke. His voice was still slightly breathy. "It was the chain. You kept pulling it. It's in a very awkward place."
"Oh my god." Ryuzaki muttered. "I am locked in a closet, stuck, and connected by a chain to an aroused man, who is conveniently positioned so my face is in his crotch. Why can't these things ever happen when I want them to?"
There was another short silence.
Then - "Please tell me I did NOT say that out loud."
"You did."
"Oh god."