I had been wanting to write this chapter for an eternity now! Finally I got round to doing it and I truly hope that it came out good.

I tried to answer some of your requests (not giving out anything).

The POV changed to 3rd person, because I wanted to put L's perspective in as well.

Enjoy enjoy and thank you for reading!!!


Chapter 8

The duo walked into their bedroom. Raito felt shivers rush through his young slender body as a sense of déjà vu took over. Everything that had happened the night before… it felt distant and surreal the following day. That morning he and L woke up on the two opposite ends of the bed. The sheets between them had felt cold and Raito knew that it must had been a long while since either of their bodies had approached the other. The subconscious separation continued with the black-haired man's calculated coldness through the day and neither of them mentioned the night before and went on with their routine as usual.

The first thing Raito had seen from L that morning was the men's cold dark eyes. Underneath the neutral expression the teenager saw so often, there seemed to be something darker and Raito felt as if he was being accused of unspeakable crimes.

Raito had chosen to ignore that bleak expression and had gotten up just searching for his scattered clothing. Then he had taken a shower with the detective and both of them had slipped into clean outfits.

In present time, L walked towards the cupboard and Raito followed him. It was time to undress again. Less than 24 hrs they had been together pouring their passion onto each other's, but there was nothing left but cool indifferent space between them.

Nevertheless cold shivers run over his skin and he felt his face blush when the detective turned to face him and regarded him with the same silent intense stare. L's eyes didn't leave his own as the detective searched his pocket, pulled out the key and reached for the teenager's wrist. Raito helpfully lifted it and a pale hand unlocked the cuff with a snap. Raito lifted his eyes back to his counterpart. Dark orbs still impaled him with that persistent gaze. In the back of his mind, an image of those same eyes closed in ecstasy flashed for a millisecond.

Raito turned around to face the drawers. He closed his eyes and pulled his grey sweater off. His cheeks were flushing and he hoped in vain that L wouldn't notice, even though he knew that L always noticed everything. And certainly the detective had noticed that the previous night after all the commotion they had fallen asleep blissfully in each other's embraces. Surely he had also noticed the sharp contrast with the morning. What had happened? Had he somehow offended the other man? Were they just generally repulsed by each other, so once the lust was spent their bodies had automatically separated. Was tha separation even important? What had L made of it? Raito didn't understand, and he told himself that he didn't care. After all, it was all over, wasn't it?

Raito's fingers quickly undid the buttons of the underlying shirt. His naked chest was slowly being exposed as L kept his eyes on the teenager's profile. The detective's breath seemed to catch as each button slipped open. He felt his insides flutter and his stomach clench even more painfully than what he had become used to in Raito's company.

It was hard to keep his eyes from wandering. His fingers recalled the exact texture of the younger man's skin; his hands had memorized the lines of his body. It felt like his arms had acquired a mind of their own and yearned to reach out and stroke the undressing youth once more.

Raito was finished and pulled the shirt completely off. L's automatic reaction was licking his lips. He caught himself and immediately inserted his finger into his mouth. Raito's face turned to him just slightly and his eyes flickered in his direction for just a moment… enough to make the detective 100% certain that the younger man had caught him.

L wondered for the unknown time that day what exactly Raito made of what had happened between them. In fact, that had been one of the first thoughts that had crossed the detective's head as soon as he had awakened wrapped around the teenager in the middle of the previous night. That thought had leaded a trail of other venomous thoughts, which had leaded the detective to unclench the sleeping youth and to move as far away as possible. L wasn't stupid and he had immediately caught up on the way Raito had toyed with him and Misa the day before. He realized the young vain man had probably been entertained to death by making such a fool out of him. But the worst part was that even though he had known that, he had still put himself in a vulnerable position, just so that in the end he could get him.

Ryuuzaki had certainly gotten him, as far as the physical aspect goes (he mentally congratulated himself), but the problem was that he wasn't sure what he had achieved as far as the mind and soul aspects went. What did Raito make of last night?

L remembered to put back the handcuff on when he saw Raito offering his wrist to him, now fully changed into his night clothes. He did that and turned to walk into the bathroom.

The two stood in front of the mirror and washed their teeth. L watched Raito as Raito watched himself in the mirror and occasionally glanced to check on L's reflection. The young detective's eyes darted to the mirror for a second and he saw Raito's reflection looking back at him. The unexpected eye contact sent shivers down the detective's spine and he looked away immediately.

It really was impossible for L to deny to it. He knew he wanted Raito. It was so painfully obvious to him, because ever since he had met his suspect in person he had felt his entire mind, body and soul, everything that he consisted of, reach out to the younger man. He had noticed the first signs straight away. Watari had called it a developing unhealthy obsession, but he never made much more of it, because L was prone to becoming obsessed over his cases. The detective felt grateful that his guardian had underestimated him in this way.

Therefore, the question wasn't whether L wanted Raito in every way possible, or not. The question was what degree of risk giving in to these desires meant.

Nothing could convince the world's greatest detective that he had been wrong about the Yagami boy. Raito was Kira, there was no doubt. L preferred to think that he was in love with Kira than to think that he had been wrong. However, just because he was genuinely into this, it didn't mean that Kira wasn't playing some sick game to kill him.

Ryuuzaki leant down and spit the white foam of toothpaste into the sink. A stream hanged from his pale lips before it lazily came off and splattered obscenely on the white porcelain. Ryuuzaki's eyes averted to find Raito's on him once again. Simultaneously they looked away.

Turning off the lights in the room, L allowed Raito to walk before him towards the bed. The detective felt an agonizing feeling of desperation. Even though he believed Raito was the original Kira, he truly acted out of character since a certain moment of his imprisonment. It was possible that Raito's Kira personality had been transferred to another person, along with the powers… L was certain that if Raito was truly functioning as Kira at that moment, than he wouldn't have missed the opportunity to take advantage of his opponent's apparent weakness for him. However, Raito had been acting so out of character, that L suspected that Raito might no longer have interest in exploiting the possibility of getting closer to his enemy aka – to sleep with him.

L mentally kicked himself. Did he want Kira to take advantage of him?

The detective reminded himself that it could be also beneficial for him if they could play the seduction game.

Even though L knew that he had already lost that game.

And it seemed that the game was already over. If Raito reached the bed, went under the sheets and fell asleep, L wasn't going to do anything about it. The night was going to pass, the next day they would keep pretending nothing had happened, and all was going to go back to normal.

It was what reasonably L should have preferred. It was an opportunity to cover his initial error of falling for his suspect. He should have been grateful, even though he didn't believe that mistakes go unpunished. However, even if this one did, L would never know what the entire affair had truly meant to Raito. Not that he hoped that it had meant anything at all, he reminded himself.

All of these thoughts passed through L's head in less than 2 seconds, which was also enough time for his anxiety to escalate to a screaming peak and suddenly, despite reason, Ryuuzaki grabbed the chain and pulled. Raito was jerked back, making a couple of very graceful steps to regain his balance and then turned to face his counterpart. L had expected the younger man to be angry but instead the man was silent and looked cold and calculating.

They regarded each other for about a minute in silence, each studying and judging the other side.

Raito waited for the detective to speak first, but now it seemed like he might not. After having jerked the chain and stopped him in the middle of the room, was he truly waiting for Raito to speak?! It was absurd.

Raito couldn't wrap his finger around the abrupt changes in the detective's behavior either. It was getting so confusing. Raito wanted to provoke the detective into some sort of action that would reveal what his real intentions were and possibly what he made of the previous day. The teenager refused to believe that it had all just happened because they had both lost control under the sexual tension. L always followed some sort of a plan. What Raito needed to find out as soon as possible was what game the detective was playing at that moment.

Finally L made a few slow steps through the bluish darkness of the room towards Raito. The teenager felt himself shiver; the pale, black-haired man was completely unpredictable.

L stepped into a pool of light that was coming from the window and stopped. He was a few steps away from Raito's face and Raito was amazed by the way the pale skin reflected the light from the window that happened to be there. He could see L in great detail. He stood in there, starkly contrasting with the muffled dark background and the soft light on the detective's features made him seem strangely beautiful. The black pupils of his big eyes failed to reflect any light and seemed to draw everything in, pulling Raito in down to drown in their darkness.

"Is Raito-kun still comfortable with sharing the same bed as me," L's voice came unexpectedly.

"What makes you think that anything has changed," Raito answered breathlessly.

"Did nothing change for Raito-kun?"

Raito tried to decide on an answer. The detective wasn't helping with these cryptic questions. It was obvious that he was trying to figure out what Raito felt about the previous night. However, the teenager wasn't going to give out that notion before he had heard a confession from the other side. Not that there was anything to confess, Raito reminded himself. Raito didn't feel anything for L, and L probably didn't have the ability to feel...

Suddenly L stepped forward and Raito's eyes widened in surprise. The detective grabbed his shoulders with both spidery hands and clutched the younger man in place. Raito's feet didn't obey his brain's frantic command to step away and his lips were alarmingly ready for the kiss that the detective delivered a moment later. Raito breathed in the intoxicating air around the detective and felt his stomach squirming. Heat immediately began accumulating in his lower belly region. L pulled a breath away and took Raito's lower lip between his own. Raito tried to suppress a sigh and shivered. Ryuuzaki pulled gently before he released it and moved to trace his suspect's upper lip with his tongue before briefly plunging it inside Raito's slightly opened mouth.

Raito softly hissed after L's tongue left his mouth, but the sound was cut off by another kiss over his lips. The detective's mouth felt so welcoming and warm. It was arousing him to be kissed like that and Raito felt a pang in his hardening member. He mentally condemned himself for getting so quickly turned on by Ryuuzaki's ministrations.

L's hands swirled around his shoulders and deliberately slid down Raito's shoulder blades as the detective kissed more insistently, trying to coax a reaction from the other man. He changed the angle of his head and pressed his tongue between Raito's lips, demanding entry once again.

Raito placed his hands on L's chest and pushed him as far away as he could, given that L immediately latched himself to Raito's upper arms and refused to be pushed away.

"Ryuuzaki, wait!" Raito choked out. "You didn't say anything all day and you can't just begin to do this now!"

"Does Raito-kun want an explanation why I am doing this," L answered unaffectedly.

Raito chuckled. He knew why Ryuuzaki was kissing him, and he knew that L just avoided the real question. But then, Raito felt slightly afraid that if he brought up the topic, the detective might stop what he was doing, so he decided to challenge himself to figure the detective out judging his current behavior.

"No, don't tell me," Raito purred suggestively. "Show me."

That line took L by surprise. He barely kept control over his features when he saw the lustful look Raito was giving him through his lidded eyelashes. Those warm honey eyes shined like amber in the scarce light of the room and completely disregarded the almost sinister sharp shadows which Raito's bangs threw over his face. The man's full lips were drawn into a voluptuous smile, which seduced in and by itself. Ryuuzaki's body felt as if it was catching fire, all areas were becoming so painfully sensitive that the rough fabrics of his clothes seemed to scratch his skin and needed soothing by the other man's naked skin. His heartbeat increased to an alarming rhythm and his frame began to tremble, as if his entire body was begging him to surrender to the feeling and keep touching Raito. Even if he in fact was Kira.

Ryuuzaki pulled Raito towards him and the arms between them gave him no resistance. Both of L's hands buried in Raito's hair with desperation and he pulled him into a deep, intense kiss. Their tongues collided and winded around each other, stroking, fighting and teasing. L pulled back to allow Raito to catch his breath, even though he wanted to literally suffocate his counterpart with kisses. He didn't care if he passed out from lack of air either. The need to feel Raito's lips on his was much greater than his desire to breathe.

With one hand still in Raito's hair, massaging his scalp and running though the smooth stands, the other tight around Raito's waist, L began pushing his lover back towards the bed. Raito walked back, allowing L to back him up against the edge of the bed, but he didn't allow himself to fall back down. Instead, enjoying the slight feeling of vulnerability, Raito tried to fight for dominance from that position by grabbing L's wrists and pushing them away from his body. Then he pulled the detective hard against him, his hands exploring the protruding bones of the back through the fabric of the man's white sweater. Abruptly Raito pushed his lover back just so he could grab the front of his sweater and hold him in place. The auburn-haired man's hand went in L's pocket, searching for the key of the chain. The detective allowed him to ransack around his crouch area and threw his head back when he felt Raito deliberately stroking his erection through his pocket's fabric.

The younger man pulled out the key too soon. L felt something cold and sharp slip under his sweater over his pelvis. The sharp end of the key was on his skin then, trailing up, lifting the detective's top as it went. The cold metallic end scraped L's chest causing the detective to shiver in excitement inhaling a shaky breath. Raito chuckled and circled the key around L's right nipple.

Ryuuzaki sighed heavily.

Raito withdrew the key and unlocked the detective's wrist. As soon as he did that, L took the key and unlocked Raito's corresponding one. The detective grabbed the younger man's night shirt and pulled it up over his head. Raito refused to allow the detective to take control and quickly turned it into a fight for dominance. They both grabbed at the fabrics, pulling them off together and pushing each other's hands off. Before it could get violent it was over and Raito was pushed back on the bed by the detective.

The younger man crawled backwards and struggled to prevent L from climbing on top of him. He held the detective's slender forearms and pushed with all he had, but unbelievably the detective's arms overpowered him and he found himself flat on his back with the detective lying over him and grounding his elbows on both sides.

"Get off me, Ryuuzaki," Raito protested.

Ryuuzaki chuckled at that and moved to cease Raito's jaw with one hand before leaning down to kiss him deeply from above. Raito felt the detective's hot erection rub against his thigh. The detective slowly, sensuously slid up and down the teenager's body, teasing their sensitive surfaces with soft friction.

L moved his hips to rub their erections together and Raito's knees and back arched in responce. The younger man moaned into the detective's kiss and moved his hips underneath him to increase the friction. They both moaned and their breaths shortened. Ryuuzaki stopped moving and held Raito's hips in place.

"Getting eager, aren't we," he whispered in Raito's ear. He used the opportunity to run his touge over the auburn-haired male's earlobe.

"Stop teasing," Raito answered huskily.

L pushed his tongue into the cavity of the other's ear and Raito jumped underneath him.

"Stop that! I don't like it," Raito was getting angry. He got the connotation and he wasn't happy with it. It was one thing to let Ryuuzaki lie on top of him, but it was going too far. There was no way he was going to let the other man dominate him.

"No?" L purred and resumed his tongue exploration of Raito's inner ear with more intensity. He pressed his hips between the other man's legs, lifting his backside off the sheets a little bit. "It's turning me on…" he added in a whisper.

Raito wanted to protest but at the same time he also felt so turned on by the detective's lustful side that he couldn't bring himself to.

"I don't want to rush through this."

"Neither do I…," Raito's voice was cut off when he felt Ryuuzaki trailing hot kisses down his neck towards his clavicles. "… but…" Raito in took a shaky breath and forgot his thought.

L began kissing him more forcefully, his mouth basically devouring everything in its way. Raito closed his eyes and enjoyed it. There was a pleasant side to being dominated for once. However, as the detective chose where exactly to direct his ministrations to, Raito's erection felt kind of neglected. The youth tried to coax Ryuuzaki to move further down, but the detective seemed fixed on his shoulders and neck and refused to go down even after a little shoving.

"Ryuuzaki… can you… you know, go down…"

"Down where?"

"You know perfectly well where!"

"Oh, okay, Raito-kun. As you wish," L said and he lifted himself up from where he was lying over Raito's body.

Raito's entire frame shook with anticipation. The cool air kissed his heated skin in the moment before Ryuuzaki settled himself between his legs. However, the next moment was pure shock, because suddenly the detective grabbed his knees and pushed them up, and when the man's mouth came down it was not to envelop his erection, but to play with his entrance.

Raito let out an indignant yelp, and condemned himself for feeling a major twinge in his erection from having Ryuuzaki go down on him like that.

"Not there!"

"Raito-kun didn't specify."

"Stop it, that's not what I want!" Raito protested and wriggled a bit, but he didn't make any major moves to run away. The feeling of L's warm tongue playing around his entrance was mortifying and at the same time so damned good that it just immobilized any resistance.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Was that what you wanted…" L said before he inserted his tongue inside him.

"Oohhhh," Raito shook all over and lost all rational thought for a moment. That feeling was killing him.

"I guess so," L smiled smugly. He pushed Raito's knees up, lifting his backside from the bed further, making the position more comfortable for his tongue's access. Raito panted and made little noises that made L's body ache with desire. Raito's face in that moment was priceless, he let his legs dangle from where the detective was holding them beneath his knees and trembled like a leaf from head to toe, helpless to the pleasure that was inflicted on him. L felt incredibly good to be able to do this to Yagami Raito, a man of such high self-control and reserve. It also felt amazing to have him in that way. Everything about Raito was inviting and desirable. Nothing L could possibly do with Raito disgusted him or even remotely worried him. Raito was more delicious than the most delicate French desert. Naked, blushing and squirming on the bed underneath him... L had never imagined a sight more attractive than that and he was willing to do anything to keep Raito in that state.

"Or maybe… you wanted this…" L added breathlessly. He licked his fingers and slowly, carefully pushed his index inside of the withering younger man.

"Mhhhhhhhhhgh," Raito bit his lip to prevent himself from screaming and fisted the sheets.

L was delighted by the response and carefully began moving his finger in an out, controlling his movements despite his own eagerness. Between his legs he could feel his erection so hot and ready that he could have just exploded then and there if he had allowed himself to. Sweat was running down his neck and his muscles burned from the physical exertion of holding Raito's body in that position, but he was pass the point of registering any pain.

Raito began rocking his hips against Ryuuzaki's motions inside of him and pulled the sheets with his hands.

"Ryuuzaki…" he breathed and then he gripped his erection with one hand, pumping it hard.

Ryuuzaki put Raito's legs back on the mattress and pushed the youth's hand off, so that he could take his erection instead.

"Yes," Raito urged throwing his head back and squeezing his eyes shut.

Ryuuzaki gave it a few pumps, which earned him several lustful moans from his lover, and then stopped, so that he could take it into his mouth and suck in time with his finger's thrusts inside of Raito.

"Ahhhhh"

Ryuuzaki pushed another finger in.

"Arghhhh! Yes," Raito kept urging him shamelessly.

L felt a weird taste in his mouth and realized that it was precum. He took the member out of his mouth in order to admire the beautiful display of transparent liquid immerging from the tip of Raito's erection. He used it as lubricant and rubbed Raito's erection, making the man tremble squirm and moan shakily.

"More," Raito urged and his hands pushed L's down and forcing him to take the member into his mouth again. Raito held the detective there and jerked his hips up, fucking the man's oral cavity. He felt Ryuuzaki struggle as he repeatedly hit the back of the other man's throat, but he couldn't care at that moment. He needed to come. Ryuuzaki managed to untangle Raito's hands from his hair and pulled off, extracting a painful groan from the man underneath him.

The detective rapidly crawled up Raito's body to reach his eyelevel. Raito expected the man to be angry or offended, but it didn't seem that way because once he alighted with him, Ryuuzaki grabbed his head and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Raito's hands traveled over the detective's body feeling protruding bones though smooth skin. Ryuuzaki seemed so frail; his actual strength just didn't make sense.

Ryuuzaki pressed his chest to Raito's and rubbed their bodies together once again. Raito was ready to go over the edge and this slowing down of the pace was killing him. However, even though he considered it, he wasn't going to beg.

Ryuuzaki propped himself on one elbow, allowing most of his body to rest over his lovers. He looked down at his captive's eyes and Raito wondered what he was up to. The man on the bed felt a long thin fingers trail down his side and then circle his hips to go beneath his body and finally reach his entrance. Ryuuzaki stared at his face intently with that annoying collected curiosity, which made Raito feel like a specimen sometimes, while slowly pushing one finger up the already prepared entrance. Raito felt it all too well but he tried not to let anything show on his face while the detective was watching him like that. He realized that Ryuuzaki probably wanted to see his expression while he penetrated him but he wasn't willing to give him the satisfaction. Ryuuzaki's face didn't change as he pushed a second finger up a bit too insistently. Raito bit his lip, feeling his entrance stretching painfully. Without waiting Ryuuzaki pressed a third finger in a bit sadistically. The younger man turned his face to hide his pained expression. L grabbed his jaw and turned it back around.

"Stay like this," he commanded and Raito felt powerless anger seethe through him. He looked back at the black eyes defiantly.

Ryuuzaki slowly moved his fingers in and out, making Raito grunt and wriggle. Ryuuzaki pushed away some sweat-drenched stands of auburn hair off of the man's face.

"Relax, Raito-kun, and please don't hold back any noise," L said evenly.

Raito glared at the detective, who despite the control over his voice was flushed and wet from sweat, breathing heavily as he worked Raito's opening.

"Go ahead and do it already," Raito growled.

L smiled slowly.

"Do you want me to?" the detective asked innocently.

"Shut up and do it!"

"Do you want me to," L repeated in a whisper as he settled himself between Raito's legs, withdrawing his fingers and placing his hands under the man's knees, ready to push them up.

Raito was silent for a moment.

"Yes," he breathed barely audibly.

That was all L wanted to hear. He positioned them and slowly began entering his lover's body. They both held their breaths through the process but since Raito was well prepared and relaxed it went in fairly easily. At least on the detective's part. The teenager felt as if his entire body was being filled with L. It felt like the detective's large member pushed his internal organs up as it invaded his insides. Nevertheless it felt extremely fulfilling to hold the man inside of him, he felt hot and aroused in that place where L was penetrating him. The detective slowly pulled back and Raito missed the feeling of fullness immediately. Ryuuzaki thrust back in, filling him once again and extracting a lustful groan from Raito's lips.

L sighed in pleasure as he moved at first slowly in and out of Raito's tense entrance. He felt himself enveloped by his lover's body in a tight embrace designed to stroke his excited member like nothing else. He moved over the auburn man's body, fisting the sheets around his head and breathing heavily. It felt incredibly good and his body increased the pace continuously. Raito writhed his hips underneath him and rose up to meet his thrusts, grunting loudly every time Ryuuzaki shoved himself in to the hilt.

Ryuuzaki lifted Raito's knees up to his waist and the younger man wrapped his legs around him. Once he thrust from that angle, the detective hit the other's g-spot and Raito emitted a satisfied scream. L put himself at work for hitting the place again and again and Raito wantonly urged him to thrust harder and faster.

"YES, YES, YES," Raito screamed and banged his fist on the mattress when he felt his approaching orgasm.

L's eyes were tightly shut as he fucked Raito's brains out, answering his lover's demands with all the strength he possessed in his body. Abruptly he felt Raito's insides contract, squeezing his erection almost painfully and hot liquid splattered over his stomach and he heard Raito come with orgasmic screams. L opened his eyes to see the pleasure-dazed expression on the teenager's beautiful face. Those honey eyes were on him as the younger man rode the waves of his orgasm. It was enough to throw the detective over the board and he felt himself loose it as well.

Ryuuzaki cried out in release and thrust a couple of time more before he was entirely spent and satisfied. He collapsed on Raito's body, relaxing all over when he felt the other's arms come around to cradle him. L's strength was spent and he almost immediately drifted into sleep, but not as fast as Raito, who fell asleep the moment he grabbed a hold of the detective's body.

They remained in that blissful position until the morning alarm woke them up.

THE END