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This kiss was totally different. The first one had been soft and sweet. This one was hot and fierce. And it was never enough. They knew it, and they didn't give a damn thing.
L wound his arms around Light's waist and pulled him closer, until they touched from head to toe. Light broke the kiss for a moment, desperately trying to breath. But when he saw the look in the dark, burning eyes that looked at him, he didn't care anymore. Instead, he started to place hot kisses on L's lips, and then lower, his neck, until L's clothes stopped him.
'Shit!' L whispered. He pushed Light away to take off his shirt, but the brunette wouldn't let him. He let his hands slip underneath L's shirt, touching his bare skin. Then he moved them upwards, taking the shirt along, sending shivers down L's spine. The detective moaned. It was so soft, but yet so sexy. Light couldn't take it any longer and took L's shirt off, with so much force he almost tore it. Then he removed his own clothes, and so did L, until they were fully naked. Then they stopped, as if they didn't know how to continue.
'I've never done this before.' L whispered, almost too soft to hear it.
'Me neither.' Light replied with a shaky voice he didn't recognize as his own.
'So, what now? We just let our bodies take over and trust our instincts?' L asked with a voice that was shaking just as much as Light's. They both were very nervous, and they were trying to hide that as much as possible.
Light didn't even answer. He just walked over to L, pushing him on the cold floor of the room. Then a new idea came to his mind. He pointed at the small table that stood against the wall.
'There.' he said. L nodded. He got up and before he knew it, Light had sort of thrown him on the table, kissing him senseless. The heat immediately returned, making them unable to think, unable to breath, making them slaves of their own desire.
Light broke away, turning L around. Then, he entered, and the detective screamed in both pain and pleasure. After only a few thrusts, both of them collapsed.
Light moved aside, panting.
What in the world have we just done? Oh god, this is not good.
He looked at L, who was also panting. His eyes were open, somewhat shocked. Not that Light could blame him.
I can't do it.
That evening
'Ryuk? I'd like to ask you something.'
'Hyuk-hyuk. Sounds like you're in trouble. What, you want me to look for hidden cameras again?' The shinigami was such a jerk sometimes.
'No need to worry, Ryuk. It's far less complicated.' Light took a deep breath. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this. Then again, when he thought of L, and what they had done earlier…
'Ryuk, I want you to erase all my memories of the Death Note.
A/N Well, that was the second chapter. And it's the first time I wrote something M-rated, and it was so hard to do that! Would you guys please review? I'd like to know how I did it.
I was wondering if you'd like me to write another chapter for this story, so I made a poll for it. So... vote? Please?
And thanks to everyone who reviewed the first chapter, I loved to read it.
-Lenneko-chan
