L stood in the back of the tub, his back facing Light. He was scrubbing himself with body wash, and Light felt himself grow aroused as the delicious scent made its way across the shower. He inhaled deeply and images filled his mind...
He could see himself pushing L down on the bed and kneeling over him, stroking his pale, taut chest and listening as L sighed in pleasure. Just when L was fully relaxed, Light dug his nails in and L cried out in pain and pleasure. Light reached down and grabbed him by that sexy dark hair and pulled him up, their lips meeting in a chaotic clash of pleasure, malice, rivalry, and lust. Light felt teeth bite down softly on his lower lip and he moaned into L's mouth. Light bent over him and their members touched, eliciting a pleasured gasp from both. Light began to rock his hips and groan as they slid together in such a forbidden way. "Yagami-kun..." L moaned. He pulled back, ready to enter...
"Light-kun?"
Light was snapped out of his filthy thoughts. Stop thinking like that! I can't enjoy this. I'm just doing this to get revenge on L. He's tortured me for weeks, now it's my turn. I'll bring him to the point where he's begging for release, and I'll deny him it. That's all.
"Nani, Ryuuzaki?"
"Could you pass me the sponge?"
Light grabbed the scrubbie and handed it to L, who didn't make eye contact. "ArigatÅ," he mumbled. His low, lustful voice sent down Light's spine. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched as L washed himself. Sleek suds crept down his chest as the hot water hit his lean body. Light's eyes followed, but his body was turned away too far for him to be able to see anything else. L tried to scrub his back, but the lack of sleep had so deprived him of energy that he couldn't reach.
"Do you want me to wash your back for you?" Light said, and L paused, unsure of how to respond. He stayed facing away from Light, but his dark eyes seemed to catch his own amber ones with a strange inflection. Silence filled the room for a few seconds, save for the constant pattering of water on the tub floor.
"Here," Light said. Before the detective could answer, his skillful hands massaged L's shoulders and pressed firmly into the curvature of his back. Light thought he could hear soft, elated breaths escape from L mouth each time he kneaded his fists into the detective's back.
"You're quite tense, Ryuuzaki." He ran his hands down L's thin hips and pressed his thumbs into the soft flesh above his bottom. He pressed his nails in delicately, tracing them in precise circles. "You don't get enough sleep."
"The Kira case is of highest importance, Light-kun," he said, and Light almost detected a strange breathlessness in his voice.
"I think you just don't want to share a bed with me," Light joked, laughing. Because the two were chained, they had to share a bed; it was king sized, so the two weren't forced to sleep extremely close together. Still, Light got excited every night when he would get in bed and wonder if L would join him that night. Many nights he fell asleep at his computer, but on the rare occasion that he did sleep in bed, Light would observe him after he fell asleep.
One night, Light was lying awake when he heard a small breath from L's side of the bed. He looked over at the detective, but he was lying motionless. Must be dreaming, Light thought. Before he could turn away, L gave a little groan. Light froze. Could it be that kind of dream? He reached for his phone and opened it, shining a small amount of light into the room. His eyes crept down L's body only to discover a telltale bump under the sheets. He felt the heat rush into his body. If only he could just reach over... L's hips moved slightly, and soon they were grinding softly up against the sheets. His breathing became fast but light. Light realized that he was starting to get hard as well. He reached under the sheets and into his pajama bottoms and began to stroke himself. He never did finish that night, but he'd never quite felt so much pleasure when touching himself as he did that night.
L's voice in the shower snapped him out of his daydreaming. "Sharing a bed with Yagami-kun isn't terrible." Light could hear the smile in his voice. Light realized he had been pushing L slightly forward as he was massaging his back, and now with a thud L was pushed into the shower wall.
When Light thought he could no longer take it, he pressed his body against L. The sound of water hitting the tile became a blur in the background.
"L..." he said, his voice breathy and light. They stood there for a moment, locked in an unmoving embrace, and as Light wrapped one arm around L's chest, he swore he could feel the steady pounding of the detective's heart.
Light's manhood, risen high, pressed firm against L's backside. Light reached down with one hand to find that he, too, was hard as a rock. Perfect, Light thought.
Light began to slip his hand over L's member, slowly at first then he increased the rhythm, moving his soapy hand from the base to the tip and back again. L sighed with pleasure, Light knew for sure this time.
Light began to grind his hips into L's body, eliciting a breathy moan from the detective. The sound drove Light crazy. He wanted to throw L against the shower wall and fuck him, now. L looked impossibly sexy right now: his thick, dark hair was drenched, and his eyes were blacker than Light had ever seen before.
Light's sleek figure fit close against L's frail one. L turned and faced Light, and Light found the look in his eyes unidentifyable; was it passion? Rage? The intensity was maddening. And before Light could say anything, L pressed his lips roughly against his. Light's tongue invaded L's mouth. It was, of course, sweet.
Light pressed L against the shower wall and clasped his wet hair in one hand, using the other to explore the detective's body. He ran it down his wet chest, along his hip bone, down beneath his navel, then further. Teasing him, Light brought his hand back up and took L's chin in his hand.
"Light-kun may be Kira..." L said, breathing heavy. "I can't.."
Light pressed their lips together. Their soapy bodies melded against each other and they moaned as their nether regions touched.
"Ryuuzaki... I need you," Light moaned. "You can't say you haven't had these thoughts. I can tell you're attracted to me."
"It's true that I have thought of Yagami-kun this way," L said, almost shamefully.
Light decided to take a risk. "You dreamed of me, didn't you L?" The name was so simple, yet seemed so forbidden. The two were pitted against each other in a war that Light didn't fully understand right now. But everything right now was confusing, especially these feelings.
L looked down, deep in thought and unable to meet Light's gaze. "Hai. I have dreamt of Yagami-kun."
"I know what you want to do to me," Light whispered, barely audible over the shower. He sat in the back of the tub, pulling the detective down with him. L crawled between Light's legs and kissed him passionately. He pulled away, then began to kiss his neck. Light sighed as L placed kisses along his collar bone, then traced the tip of his tongue down his chest and tummy. Light grabbed his thick raven hair and hovered his face over his manhood, smirking.
"Watashi o manzoku sa seru," he said devilishly. L tried not to calculate Light's Kira percentages in his head and instead do as he was told.
He pressed his tongue against the bottom of Light's penis and traced it up, sucking only on the tip for a few moments. Light pressed down gently on his head and he took the whole thing in his mouth, eliciting a pleasured groan from Light. The detective slid his mouth up to the tip slowly then plunged back down. He began to work faster, sucking and sliding his tongue against it as he went, as Light began to moan and thrust his hips.
Light moved his wet hair from his face and held L by the hair as he thrusted into his mouth. After a few more thrusts he pulled the detective off, before it was too late. He grabbed L's shoulders and pulled him close for a kiss.
"Let's go to the bedroom," Light said commandingly. Definitely seme, thought L. It only increased his chances of being Kira.
