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I do not own death note!
Note: Ok, this was just an idea I had at 10:56 PM while talking to my friend on Yahoo chat.
Ok, so this is a short one shot between L and a woman he grew up with at the Wammy House named Ellena. (She'll be introduced in a story I'm going to post after 'just your average day at the Wammy House' story is done. But it's an oneshot between them.
She had worked under the great Detective L threw most of her career as a Detective investigator for the English police.
Ellena Scotts and L Lawliet had been best friends for as long as they could remember.
She still remembered when they first lay eyes on each other.
She had only been five, he himself eight.
That had been such a long time ago, and right now that happy little memory wasn't enough to banish the fact that she was completely and utterly pissed off at him.
He had just informed her that he was leaving for Japan, to help with the Kira investigation.
She had practically begged him not to go, but he said he was going and that was that.
And when L put his mind to something, he put his mind to something, no one could change it, not even the woman he loved.
Ellena had long black hair with just a very slight, almost unnoticeable wave, unnaturally dark eyes and a thin but well shaped form.
She sat curled up like a cat on the chair near the window looking out an angered and sad expression on her pale face.
L, who stood in the doorway of the room, looked at her with his almost unblinking eyes.
He hated it when she got like this.
She normally was a very cheerful person, who could make any situation a good one and loved to eat just as much as he did.
He walked farther into the room and approached her.
"Ellena, look at me."
She bit her lip.
"I'd rather not."
Her voice was a bit shaky, no doubt she was trying to sound strong in front of him, but he had heard the edge to her voice.
"Look at me." He ordered again gently taking her chin with his hand and turning her face to him.
Her eyes only wavered momentarily before resting on his face.
Here eyes were wider the usual and glassy as she was trying not to cry, it made her look like a lost kitten.
He merely looked at her; his stair was too much.
She jumped to her feet wrapping her arms around his neck and barring her face into the nape of his neck, pressing her body against his, and started crying.
"I don't want you to go!"
His arms slid around her middle and he held her.
"Please…please don't go." She cried.
"I have to." He whispered as her shoulders began to shake more violently.
Her cries though very silent, still penetrated his heart.
"But…there's a 60 Percent change that you'll get killed." She said lifting her head and looking up at him.
"That is still not a 100 percent."
She shook her head.
"But its more then 50…Please, Ryuusaki, please, please don't go...please I don't want to lose you to…." She cried hiding her face again.
He hushed rocking her slightly and rubbing the side of his face against her hair.
"I will always return to you." He whispered, pulling her chin up and kissing her sweet pale lips lovingly, both their eyes sliding closed as their lips touched.
He broke the kiss and looked at her.
"And, when I return…I hope that there will be a ring around that finger." He said quietly in his monotone voice as he folded her left hand in his and her eyes grew bigger as she looked at him.
"Do you, do you mean it?" She asked hopefully.
"Do you have to ask?" He questioned leaning down and kissing her again, a deep kiss that held more passion and love then words could ever hope to express.
Her hands ventured to his neck while his rested on her hips as his tongue slid gently across her bottom lip.
She opened her mouth granting him entrance and simply yielded to him.
She always had, and always would.
His tongue slid across her cheeks before both slid across each other, in a small dance of their pink muscles.
His index fingers toyed slightly with the hem of her gray shirt and it lifted slightly granting his hands access.
They slid up her sides gently lifting the shirt as his hands went.
She moaned slightly as she continued to fondle his tongue with hers.
They only broke the kiss when she needed to lift her arms so he could remove the shirt, and discard it on the chair she had once been sitting in.
He gently guided her towards the queen-sized bed they shared, gently lying her down, him hovering over her, their hips and thighs resting upon each other as his hands started drawing little pointless patters on her stomach.
Her hands roamed over his shoulder blades as he broke the kiss and looked down at her.
No words were exchanged as he undid her bra and tossed it aside as well.
She moaned and closed her eyes her head falling back as his hands began to gently fondle her, gently squeezing her rosebuds before lowering his head and taking one into his mouth.
Her hands moved to his already messy hair and began rubbing her fingers threw it as the heat in her belly began to grow hotter.
As he suckled on her breast his wide eyes watched her reaction to his every touch and movement.
His hands slid down to her pants and he undid them, gently lifting her hips and sliding them, along with her underwear off and discarding them on the floor.
Now completely nude, any thoughts of attempting for dominance was washed from her mischievous mind.
His hand rubbed her thigh as he moved to her other breast and started suckling on that one as well.
He gently spread her legs with his hand and rubbed his long fingers along her, smirking slightly to notice that she was already extremely wet, and more then ready.
But L wasn't ready for this to end; not yet…not even close and he knew she wasn't ready either.
His index finger found her clitoris and he started rubbing it.
She moaned loudly and her hips thrust upwards, but his finger went with her, not allowing her to apply any more pressure.
She whimpered causing him to remove his lips from her breast and moving to her lips.
"Now, now." He whispered kissing her gently as his finger continued to toy wit her.
"This isn't fair…you're teasing." She whimpered her eyes half closed with heavy eyelids.
He let a slight smile slide onto his pale lips.
"Yes…that is correct…100 percent." He muttered before kissing her again.
He removed his hands from between her leg causing her to whimper.
He kissed her jaw line, her neck, lower, lower, her chest, planting sweet kisses on each rosebud before going lower.
He wanted to kiss every inch of her; he never wanted to stop.
Her breath hitched as he ran his tongue across her.
She moaned.
"Ryuusaki, please…" She whimpered, causing him to start trailing wet kisses once again up her body.
"I don't know what you want me to do if you do not tell me." He said reaching her lips once again.
"I want…you, please." She whimpered.
He looked thoughtful before grinding his hips against her, causing himself to groan as his still restrained erection rubbed against her thigh.
She understood, he was in need of just as much attention as she was, and she was willing to help.
She leaned up and pulled him into a deep kiss, him stumbling forward slightly causing his knees to end up on either side of her left leg, exactly what she wanted.
As she deepened the kiss she lifted her leg rubbing the length of her leg against his crotch.
He groaned deeply as she continued with this motion for a while.
She broke the kiss and gently rolled him onto his back, her now resting on top of him.
She leaned down and kissed his lips gently before beginning to lift his shirt.
His hands went to her wrist.
"Wait…" He muttered, a slight nervous edge to his voice.
They had never really gone farther then foreplay, but both new deep down that this was what they wanted.
She understood he was nervous, so was she.
"Don't be self conches…I love you just the way you are." She said truthfully.
His hand slackened its grip before sliding away.
He allowed her to remove his shirt revealing his thin but well built pale torso and belly.
She leaned down and began planting kisses all over him.
They both had a fetish about kissing; it was one of their favorite parts of being together.
His let out a slightly muffled yelp as she planted a kiss on him threw his pants.
He looked at her, her dark eyes holding nothing but love as she looked back down and began kissing the bulge in his pants again.
Simply lying gentle kisses all across his crotch causing him to lean his head back into the pillows.
She smiled slightly as she began to hear a slight purr like sound come from his throat as she continued planting chaste kisses on him.
She lifted up, her hands sliding to the zipper and undoing it, then the button.
He lifted his hip allowing her to remove his pants.
She was rather grateful that neither of them ever wore shoes in side.
All that remained on his body was his white and blue stripped boxers.
She lay along his side looking down at him lovingly as he looked up at her, his eyes for once full of emotions that only she had ever seen.
She looked back down at his crotch and gently pressed her hand against him rubbing in a back and forth motion.
He groaned and closed his eyes.
"I think, those need to go as well." She uttered sweetly going and removing his boxers, finally freeing his erection.
She smiled.
This was fun, and she had to admit, giving attention was just as good as getting it.
L gasped as he felt wet warmth surround him and he leaned his head back groaning slightly.
She slowly bobbed her head at first, sucking gently before quickening the pace.
She loved the sounds she was receiving from L, sounds he never would have made if it weren't for her.
She giggled slightly at the thought causing L to groan louder at the vibrating feeling running along his spine.
As she felt his muscles begin to tighten she released him, receiving a rather heated growl from him, but she ignored it and lay across his chest.
"You know, I was thinking." She said quietly looking lovingly down at him.
"How any one could think straight in a time like this is beside me." He muttered desperately wanting release.
"Maybe we should wait until our wedding night…I know it sounds kind of corny but…it only ever happens once."
He looked at her and nodded.
She smiled leaned down and kissed him deeply as her hand wandered back down his body.
She did the one thing that could send any man over edge when this close to release; she cupped his testicles and started rubbing.
He gasped and yelped at the feel of his release.
She continued to rub him until his seed stopped flowing.
He opened his eyes and rolled her over kissing her, he had enough energy to help her, but hardly.
His hand slid between her leg and she gasped into the kiss as a long finger entered her, then another, and another.
As they kissed he started pumping his fingers in and out of her, slowly at first but as she started moving her hip to match his rhythm he started to go faster, and faster, and faster until she screamed a muffled scream and also climaxed.
He lay next to her and looked at her as she panted.
Once her breathing was under control she scooted closer to him and snuggled against his chest.
He pulled the sheets around them both before wrapping protective arms around her, resting his chin on her head.
"I love you." He whispered.
She hummed slightly.
"I love you too."
The next after noon Ellena watched from their apartment window as he and Watari drove off towards the airport.
"I'll be waiting for you." She said as a single tear slid down her pale cheek.