Valentine Surprise - Chapter III
The Casa di Due was brightly lit and flashed its blue and red colours through the night. Light felt truly uncomfortable. He had never been to a love hotel before and was uncertain what to expect. Misa fidgetted excitedly on the car seat next to him, pointing at the hotel and beaming with joy.
Light paid the taxi driver with some of the ridiculous amount of money his mother had silently slipped him before they left. Misa cheered "Whoo!" and clasped his arm.
"This is the best Valentine's date ever!" she declared.
Light smiled at her and said: "I'm glad!" while he wondered if this was what the perfect boyfriend was supposed to say.
They entered the building with Misa still clinging to his arm. Inside, there was a pink waiting lounge, where a group of dressed-up mannequins shouted a cheerful "Welcome!" at them. Light whispered at Misa to take a seat in the lounge while he got the key to their room. Misa nodded and sat down in one of the comfortable white armchairs that were set in front of a large tv screen. It was playing music videos but Misa was too excited to pay attention. A mirror ball threw small circles of light across the pink coloured room. She had been in a few love hotels before but not in this one. According to the advertisement one could order video games and films and she also saw a sign that indicated free costume rent. She examined it closer and discovered a huge variety of costumes, ranging from schoolgirl, maid or nurse uniforms to bunny and cat outfits. She wondered if Light was into any of those fetish attires. Probably not. Or he didn't know yet. She smiled to herself. Light surely was smart but while he was almost an expert wielding the power of death, he didn't seem to know much about living. Which was only justified, after all he was only 18. But maybe she could help him discover some of the hidden treasures life had in store. He hadn't even seen her naked yet. She turned away from the advertisement. There was enough time to dress up in all kinds of kinky costumes when they were safe to openly commit to their relationship.
"I got the key." Light presented the evidence dangling from a bulky key ring with the number of their room engraved on it in large letters.
"Yay!" she exclaimed and jumped up from the armchair she had returned to. She couldn't wait to get to their room! Light put the key into his pocket and possessively wrapped his arm around Misa's waist. She felt blood rushing to her cheeks. This simple gesture made her feel so loved and protected. She responded to his display of affection by embracing his torso and nestling her face up against his chest. Gazing at her with a look she couldn't quite define, he slowly walked her towards the elevator. Another couple was already waiting there, carefully averting their eyes. But Misa was so proud to be seen with him, her boyfriend, who was so handsome and perfect in every way. She couldn't care less who saw them together, be it in a love hotel or anywhere else. Overwhelmed by her feelings, she cuddled up even closer to him and whispered shyly: "I love you." She knew he only said it because the other couple could hear them but still it sent a shiver down her spine when she heard him reply: "I love you more." He sounded so sincere. Nothing, nothing in the world could have made her happier right now than those few words, whispered by the only man she would ever love. She feared she would start to cry, but there was the elevator and Light gently led her inside, keeping a respectful distance to the other couple, as far as that was possible. Silently, they left the elevator when it stopped on their floor and walked along the dark corridor until they found their room for the night.
The room was small and rather plain. Light was a little relieved about that. He had no interest in some freaky, fancy bedroom. He took off his shoes and unpacked their bag. He had brought his private bathroom equipment and pyjamas. When there was nothing more to sort away, he sat down on the bed, for want of other seating opportunities.
"We should rent the playstation," he said.
"What?" Misa shrieked. "But I thought we came here to..."
"It's sufficient that my mum believes that's what we are doing," Light explained. "We don't have to actually do it."
"Oh..." Misa didn't put much effort into concealing her disappointment. But Light ignored it anyway. Sex was all about losing control. And he didn't mean to.
It was no use. Light wouldn't listen to her. Nobody else would come to a love hotel with nothing to do and NOT take advantage of that. Nobody but Light Yagami. Apparently, she would have to change her tactics.
Light had switched on the huge plasma tv and was zapping through the channels, all the while careful not to pay attention to her at all. Fair enough. She would make him pay attention to her. And she knew more than one trick to achieve that.
She took off her jacket and untied the laces of her shoes. He still had his gaze set on the tv. She would give him something much more entertaining. She slipped into the tiny bathroom and stripped off all of her clothes except for the extraordinary pants and bra she had specifically bought for her Valentine's date with Light, who apparently had settled on one channel and was shuffeling through a folder describing the video games one could rent from the hotel. Misa was confident. He would enjoy her more than those stupid games.
Casually, she sat down on his lap, ignoring the irritated look he probably used to play down his surprise.
"If we are already here, why not do it?" she asked, leaning closer to him to make sure her breasts brushed against his cheek.
"It's not like there is much else to do." "Well..." He blushed. Misa had kind of hoped he would drop his mask of total self-control once they were in the hotel and passionately ravish her, but apparently it would have to be the other way around.
"I'm your girlfriend," she reminded him, "it's alright to touch me." Slowly, she took his hands into hers and guided them upwards to her breasts.
As his fingers touched her naked skin, Light felt a spark, like electricity, spreading through his body. He had never been much into the pursuit of sexual interactions, so he had never touched a woman before. Certainly not due to lack of opportunity. It just had never seemed important to him. Yet his body reacted very distinctly to the sudden change of conduct. He felt his manhood swell and quickly adjusted his position so Misa wouldn't notice. He didn't want to encourage her behaviour. The God of the New World could not let himself be distracted by such minor provocations.
Her face lowered to his cheeks, gently touching them with her lips and moving gradually towards his mouth until she finally claimed his lips, engaging him in a violent kiss. He was holding her breasts now, as she had silently instructed him to do, but nothing more. No stroking, no massaging, no movement whatsoever. Nothing. It was hard enough to bear as it was. His body screamed at him, urged him to give in to the stimuli he received, the temptation rising with every little movement on his lap, every wild jolt of their lips. He was reluctantly tolerating the kiss but otherwise fiercely clinging to his mask of indifference.
Misa was determined to make him lose that mask tonight. She wanted to see his eyes burning with desire. Desire for her. But he was still cold as a fish and she felt no reaction from him, not even from below the waistline. She should be damned if she couldn't at least make him hard! She parted her lips and invaded his mouth, sliding her dexterous tongue along his teeth and lips before she took over his whole oral cavity. Hesitantly, very hesitantly, she felt him respond. Her heart fluttered. Sharing a kiss with him, even as half-hearted as it was, brought an ecstasy to her she had never imagined possible. Since he was definitely not going to take initiative, she slid her hands behind her back to unhook her bra. His warm hands brushed against her delicate skin as the bra slid down and his touch sent a shiver through her whole body. Every other man would have been overwhelmed with lust by now, but not him. He was so different in so many ways. So special.
Led by her hands, he was stroking her bare breasts, but not very skillfully. Maybe it was his first time? There was still no response from below, so she intensified the kiss, leaning against him to force him down on the mattress. She was afraid he would push her away, that her move was too bold. But he complied, sinking down on the mattress, even allowing her to sit on top of him.
Light felt unable to think clearly in the rush of hormones his body had released to force him into submission. Misa sat on his crotch, bent over him with her breasts still in his grasp. She must feel his body's reaction. He couldn't hide it any more. She smiled at him, so very sweetly. Maybe sleeping with her would not be such a bad idea. After all, he had to ensure her loyalty. His gaze wandered past her smile and behind her, he saw Ryuk and Rem staring at them. It helped to reduce his erection to diminutiveness.
"Don't forget the condoms, Light," Ryuk grinned, as Misa started to unbutton Light's shirt.
"Don't listen to him. Just relax," she whispered. Easier said than done. It required some skill to ignore the shinigami following them around, even in everyday life when there was no mood to be killed... Light was relieved. The shinigami had been enough of a turn-off for him to regain control over his body.
"Rem, Ryuk... would you mind...?" Misa asked, her pleading eyes at Rem who would surely understand. She just couldn't let this opportunity slide. He had been hard already. He had kissed her back. Given more time, she would definitely succeed to make him give her everything.
"Never mind. We won't watch you get busy," Ryuk cackled, "here are many more couples to observe, hyuk, hyuk, hyuk. You should see the faces you make. Humans iare/i interesting." Misa waited until both shinigami had disappeared through the wall. Then she finished unbuttoning Light's shirt.
"I'm not sure this is such a good idea," Light said, clutching her wrist.
"Why not?"
"Because you are clouding my mind."
Misa shook her head.
"You're not supposed to be thinking straight when making love," she explained, "Just let yourself go. Let's have a good time. Who knows when we will have this chance again?"
Light stared into her big brown eyes. She did have a point there. It was not likely they would have a second chance to become this intimate any time soon. Still, he didn't want his mind to be clouded or his mask to crack.
"I'm sorry," he said, "but I just don't feel like it."
Misa stared at him in disbelief. She was still sitting on his lap, one hand caught in his grip, the other holding his shirt. He lay between her thighs, with his flawless bare chest and beautiful eyes looking so harshly up at her.
"You felt like it a moment ago", she protested, "just give it time!"
"I don't want to give it time!" Light said sternly.
to be continued...
