A/N; This is M rated for a reason, though you have probably realised that by now if you got past chapter 1.

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Chapter 2

L sat with his knees pressed up to his chest, once again observing Light sleep; this time quite innocently from his position at the desk in their room, laptop glowing before him. He supposed this was turning into an obsession for him, most likely stemming from his time keeping Light under total surveillance. He had learned Light's every ritual and all his tics. Everything that made Light Light; he had to admit this man fascinated him in so many ways.

He was quite certain that this relationship would be the end of him if Light was Kira, but he knew that he would never have forgiven himself in the future if he hadn't entered into it. He just couldn't help feeling though that he had put himself in a catch-22 situation, damned if he didn't, and perhaps, damned even if he did. There was no way beginning a relationship like this would be a good thing… surely?

He looked back at the data streaming past on the screen, the data on the distinctly different new Kira. This Kira was frankly stupid in some of his dealings and rigid habits, so very easily traced back to the Yotsuba Cooperation. Compared to the 'original Kira' this was such a basic operation; he and Light had actually spent the day trading emails instead of searching for more evidence, because they both knew that until they had a break through at the company, staring idly at the company records for titbits would solve nothing.

Light had admitted to a surprising amount of clandestine activity, using his cram school lessons as an excuse to get out of the house and visit less reputable places of the city. Places his family would have considered disreputable anyway… actually most people would have L had to admit. L had been so shocked that he had actually begun interrogating Light about all his activities by email. The emails passed back and forth containing more and more in depth and personal information that Light seemed to have no qualms in sharing.

It seemed that before he had met Misa Light had had two boyfriends, and it had actually become quite serious with one of them, until Light's father had caught them together in a situation no one could misconstrue or ignore. Light had refused to elaborate on the precise details of that incident, and when L had pressed the issue Light had actually sagged in his chair before coming over to stand behind L. A movement that had stunned L, Light had been looking so relaxed and unconcerned up to that point.

L sighed quietly as he remembered the tone of Light's voice at that moment, Light had never sounded like that before. Light's voice had actually shook as he said it, not in the way it had when he had pleaded with him that he was not Kira, but as though with deep grief.

"Please don't ask me to elaborate on that, please, ask me any, and as many, questions as you want, but not about that. Please not about that."

L decided there was absolutely no way he was ever going to press the issue, after all it had no bearing on the Kira case, and apparently it had occurred a full year and a half before Kira had arose.

Of course L knew that Light's sudden admission of being gay threw his involvement with Misa into question, though of course if his family was against his leanings then Misa was perhaps the perfect cover for him. The only snags in this being that Light said he would never manipulate other people's emotions for his own ends and that Misa had evidently found him; if Light had truly wanted cover he would have found Misa.

L hated always second guessing everything, with Light it meant he ended up in one big snarled tangle of questions and surmising that went nowhere. A good example of a question was why Light had kissed him only chastely and briefly throughout the past couple of days, after that night's activities there could surely be no confusion as to where they stood.

Unless, L suddenly thought in a slight panic, he is waiting for me to ask for more or to do something…

He wondered whether to email a contact for advice, but knew in reality he could not do this; he was L he asked for information not for help. He knew his contacts would willingly help, and at least one of them would never mention it again, but he was L, he could not be seen to be so… human.

L spent the rest of the night pondering his decision and finally made his choice. He would confront Light, and ask him why Light was being so reserved once more. His only concern was when it would be safest to do so, though with Light 'safe' was an uncertain thing.

L groaned, his form tensing and spasming slightly on the swivel chair. He was currently enjoying Light's form of reply to his question of Why have you… Light was knelt in front of L, his teeth nipping at L's thigh through the rough fabric of his jeans. Despite this L's mind drifted back over the past half hour.

L hadn't been able to finish his question before his courage had completely failed him and he had turned back to his screen his eyes devoid of emotion as he attempted to work once more. He had felt Light's eyes on him for the next half hour, the gaze boring into the side of his skull as Light simply stared. He wondered how no one had noticed such a blatant act, but gradually as the minutes had passed L had begun to feel himself heating up under such intensity it was as though Light was reaching into his mind and attempting to read his thoughts.

Then Light had managed to make everyone else leave the room with almost no fuss whatsoever. L wasn't sure how, he hadn't been paying attention, he had been trying too hard to ignore Light, but he couldn't ignore him now. No there was no way he could ignore Light now.

He was brought hurtling back to the present, and back to focusing on Light's ministrations to his body, at the sound of a zipper being pulled down notch by. He glanced down in shock at Light, he gasped slightly. Light was pulling it down with his teeth. The warmth of Light's breath as he laughed washed over L's steadily growing erection; L blushed as he realised he hadn't put on any underwear that morning.

More warm breath wrapped around him, as Light blew slightly across L's cock. L moaned and his hands moved to pull Light towards him, but much to his annoyance Light moved upwards and away from where L so wanted him to be. Vaguely L wondered just why he was losing control so easily around Light recently.

"Tell me L," Light whispered, his mouth close to L's ear, "do you want this?"

Light flicked his tongue out and ran it up the rim of L's ear, dipping briefly into the ridge before pulling back, he felt L shiver underneath him. He smiled, L definitely wanted him.

"Light-kun is an idiot if he doesn't know the answer to that," L growled, his voice shaking with undisguised need. L's eyes widened as Light sighed and began to move away, Light was certainly the sort of person who would stop if he didn't answer his question properly. L decided that no, this wasn't a defeat, he wouldn't be able to say it if it was a defeat, answering Light's question wasn't a cause for embarrassment… Oh God he hoped it wasn't.

"I want this," L whispered, one hand reaching to pull Light back, staring up at Light with what could only be called an imploring gaze. Light's eyes were suddenly locked on his, something dark smouldered within their depths and for a moment L felt like he was falling into them or perhaps down into the ground. It was so unlike the way anyone had ever looked at him before.

Light was once more knelt between L's legs, one hand resting on a cold, bare foot on the edge of the chair squeezing it gently, as his mouth descended on L's erection engulfing it completely into the hot confines of his mouth. He got the reaction he had expected as L cried out and his hips jerked upwards almost desperately up at Light. Light hummed slightly as he slowly pulled away from L's length, sending gentle vibrations along the entirety of L's erections and pushing L towards the edge from the sudden burst of pleasure. Light smiled as L whimpered quietly at the loss of contact, long fingers twining into Light's hair and attempting to keep him close. Light let his gaze run up L's taught body, till his eyes were once more locked with L's; it was good to know L had been watching him avidly. He let his tongue drift forward and lick along L's slit, pointing it to press down onto the opening before shifting to dip into the crease between foreskin and head. L's eyes noticeably widened and his hands tightened in Light's hair as he tried to pull Light's head back down and onto his erection fully, wanting to feel more than the delicious teasing he was being subjected to. Light resisted and continued to lap at the head of L's erection, his tongue twirling around the head, his motions just like those anyone would use to eat a lollipop; the knowledge of this just made it worse for L.

Finally L's grip lessened as his arousal grew and swept through his body, only then did Light finally return his attention to the entire length before him, as if he had been waiting for L to relinquish all control to him. His head was pushed further down as L's legs shifted to rest on his shoulders, evidently L could no longer control them enough for them to stay on the chair. Light knew that L must be close; it was obvious L was very new to this sort of activity. Light increased his attentions, pushing one hand up under L's white shirt to playfully squeeze a nipple, just forceful enough to be on the edge of pain while still staying pleasurable, as L gave a whimpering moan Light shifted his hand to the other currently neglected nipple.

"L-Light," L gasped through his quiet groans and harsh whimpers, "I- I'm-"

Light sucked then... hard. Taking almost the entirety of L's heavy erection into his mouth as L came.

L let out a strangled moan, releasing at last into Light's mouth as his climax washed over him. His gaze stayed fixed on Light, whose mouth remained wrapped around his flagging erection until he was completely spent into the wet cavern of Light's mouth. Finally with great care Light pushed L's legs off his shoulders, and rose slowly to his feet; towering over the sagging and panting L before him, a smile playing at his lips. He brought his lips down on L's letting the detective taste himself, his tongue plunging into L's mouth to take the taste down the entire length of L's tongue, before quickly shifting back and tidying up the detective; Light didn't want him becoming embarrassed again because he was still on show.

Suddenly it was Light's turn to gasp in happy pleasure and surprise as L's hand travelled across his waist and settled on Light's very obvious bulge. Light rested his hands on the arms of the chair, and let L do whatever he was about to do to him; unlike L he was used to this, and it took a lot more than these hesitant touches to make him embarrassed. After a couple minutes L's hand was moving slowly inside Light's trousers as he worked at Light's flesh; his movements were hesitant and inexpert; it was annoying him if his deepening frown was anything to go by. Light didn't want that. Light didn't want that at all.

Light placed his own hand around L's slowly guiding its movements and showing L what he liked and what made him feel so very, very good. He gradually let himself become lost to the feeling of L's hand moving against him, his face twisting slightly in pleasure not more than two inches from L's own. Suddenly Light shifted moving his mouth next to L's ear once more, his heavy breathing sounding in L's ear.

"This is because of you," Light whispered, his grip tightening around L's hand and forcing him to move faster, "I feel like this because of you. I want you. I will always want you. Forever."

Light finally came thrusting forward harshly into L's hand, as L gave a moan at the nature of Light's words to him. Light smothered his own moan by kissing L with such force he bruised the older mans lips as he pressed into him. Reluctantly Light finally pulled away, removing L's now much dirtied hand from within his trousers, the fingers unwillingly moving away from his flesh. His legs, which had not buckled as he came in L's hand, nearly went from under him as L raised his hand to his mouth and slowly tasted Light's essence, tongue flicking out from between his lips; he didn't stop until every speck had been removed; though a blush gradually crept up the usually pale skin as he realised Light was watching him.

Light ran a hand through L's hair then, he so wanted to have this Detective for himself, he wondered how he could possibly broach just what sort of relationship he had been in with his previous partners, a type of relationship he so wanted to have with L. He moved down to kiss L, wanting to ravish those lips once more, then much to his horror the doors to the room banged open behind them and conversation burst upon them

Light flew back into his seat, fingers flying on the keyboard as panic momenatarily suffused his features, L moving at almost the same pace. Light sagged as it seemed none of the returning men had noticed what had occurred. Then he saw the look of dawning horror on L's face, his fingers tensing on the keypad as all motion stopped; to see such unveiled emotion on L's face was unheard of outside of what they had just been doing. An email suddenly arrived in his account. He opened it, read it, and suffered a panic attack of his own.

Watari.

It was only one word, but the implications were extreme. The security cameras would have shown the old man just precisely what they were up to from 7 different directions. He resisted the urge to bury his head in his hands.

He looked over at L who was suddenly typing in short, sporadic bursts, as if replying quite quickly to a series of emails or instant messages He realised L was talking to Watari about all he had undoubtedly witnessed in some measure. Impatiently Light sat and waited for L to tell him just what was being discussed, and then at last Light was included in the discussion. He received one solitary email, but he didn't need any more than that.

He understands, he will not bother us further. Any footage will be automatically destroyed as they are not relevant to the case; you do not have to worry about your father accidentally coming across them.

Light typed out a heartfelt reply and relaxed back in his seat. He had no idea what L was currently musing on so intently now; the detective was staring at the screen before him as though he was cramming for an exam; if he had known perhaps he would not have been so relaxed.

"Light," L said once the police had finally left for the evening and they were at last alone once more.

"Yes?" Light asked, smiling over at L his deep brown eyes looking at L with true kindness.

"What sort of relationship were you in with your last partner?" L queried, he seemed very thoughtful.

"What do you mean?" Light said, he had a horrible feeling that he knew precisely where this was going. He had eventually seen some of the websites L had been looking over earlier. L had begun to 'educate' himself, very thoroughly if some of the pictures he had seen were anything to go by, on the more alternative lifestyles available to those who wished

"It's very simple, particularly considering what you said earlier," L said hurriedly, a blush colouring his cheeks. It was obvious this was embarrassing him immensely, but still he continued, "Were you more Seme than is usual?"

Light blinked, L had asked him in an extremely tactful way. If he hadn't known what L had been investigating earlier he would have been completely confused.

"If I was, what would that mean for us?" Light replied. His Kira percentage would move he just knew it.

"It would increase the possibility that you are Kira by at least two percent, due to Kira's desire to control others, but for us on a personal level…" Here L paused for a moment, seemingly deep in thought, "I find that I am quite willing to experiment… to a point. So what is your answer?"

"Yes I was," Light replied, smiling over at L. He decided he didn't care one iota about his chances of being Kira in L's eyes. "I was very seme."