A/N; Well after the plot of the last chapter where do you think I will be going here..
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Chapter 11
L stared at Light for a brief moment his expression unreadable, then hesitantly reached out with both hands and pulled him forcibly into the room. The door closed with a resounding click behind them.
"I thought you didn't want to be around me," L whispered, his voice was weak, "you couldn't leave my presence fast enough earlier." His hands still gripped Light's wet shirt, as if letting him go would mean he would leave
"I'm sorry L," Light sighed, he drew L into a hug, one hand running through L's hair, "I shouldn't have done that, it was so wrong of me. I was just so happy that I was no longer suspected; I wasn't thinking. I won't leave you, at least not willingly, again."
L could hear the truth in Light's words, well the words that mattered, and he sighed in relief, but he felt a momentary bout of worry at Light's assertion of not being Kira, was he still not trusted? He forced himself to relax, Light had come back to him, Kira he may be, but he had come back to him. Justice be damned, L decided. For a brief moment all was silent, both holding tightly onto the other, L's hands twisted into Light's shirt as Light held him close.
"You're soaking wet," L commented suddenly smiling up at Light, pulling away, then he took Light by the hand and dragged him towards the bathroom. Light let him, smiling happily at L, the Detective was far different than he could ever have imagined. Light realised he truly did love L, and so he decided to let his partner have control for now. He trusted L now, after all a submissive was unlikely to fight back against a Dominant, well at least a Dominant that took good care of them. Light intended to always take good care of L.
L's hands moved gently over Light removing the sodden clothing, a blush colouring his cheeks as Light said nothing, but merely watched his movements, aiding slightly whenever necessary. Light stood naked in front of L and waited patiently for his next move, he smiled kindly when he realised L had run out of ideas, even as his hands ran up Light's chest. Light caught L's hands and laid soft kisses upon them, deciding now was the time to take back control. Slowly he took one of L's fingers into his mouth before releasing it, his attention turning to L's offending clothes. They definitely had to go.
"Strip," Light commanded; his voice firm even while his gaze was gentle. He was prepared to let L off if he froze, but L didn't. With brisk movements L tugged the shirt over his head and let it drop to the floor, his gaze averted from Light as he pulled off his jeans his burgeoning erection coming into sight; he nearly stumbled in his haste to remove them before throwing them across the room glaring at them in annoyance for slowing him down.
His annoyance shattered as a hand suddenly wrapped around his cock and pumped him hard, twice. His hands shot up to grasp Light's arms as he thrust into Light's hand, a groan slipping from his mouth.
Light gasped in pleasure, he had never expected L to respond so fervently to his unexpected touch. He twisted his hand round, forcing L to follow or suddenly find himself in agony, before resuming his earlier activities his grip tightening. L cried out incoherently, his head falling back to rest on Light's shoulder as Light's other hand rose to squeeze and roll his nipples.
Light bent his head and whispered in L's ear, forcing L to meet his eyes, before murmuring his want to dominate L, make him scream in pleasure and pass out in ecstasy; he whispered all the things he could do to L and everything he could use. Light felt his own arousal build at the shock that blossomed in L's eyes even as L's desire overwhelmed him and made him thrust up into Light's hand.
"Well," Light asked his motions ceasing, "Is that what you want?"
L had been momentarily shaken by Light's sudden increase in force, even if it had been pleasurable. He had thought through his haze that perhaps Kira had come just to take advantage of him, but then Light asked that question, Light again worried about what he wanted, worried about whether he had gone too far, and L gave in completely. Even now the care Light had shown him remained; the person he loved was still there, even if the force behind that care had increased.
"Yes," L cried, a hand rising to pull Light into a kiss, letting Light's hands move where they will on his body, every touch bringing him closer to the edge.
"However that doesn't change the fact that you are still covered in cold water," L added shakily as they broke apart, it was true Light's skin was extremely cold to the touch. L moaned in displeasure as Light's hand released him, precum glistening alongside the rain on Light's fingers.
"Then perhaps you should do something about that L," Light whispered, running a finger down L's cheek. L stared up at Light in a silent plea to be pushed that final distance over the edge, he had been so very close. Light shook his head slightly running a finger over L's lips.
Light forced back a smile as L's pleading look became more like silent begging, made worse as Light squeezed the base of L's erection, taking him well and truly away from release. L sighed despondently as he realised that Light was never going to let him come without L following Light's commands. He took one of Light's hands in his own and led him over to the shower; this had been his original plan after all. Anyone as soaked as Light had been needed to get warm; a shower was the best option.
The water pounded down on them both, L soon becoming as wet as Light, he reached for the wash cloth. His hand was batted away and Light was once again kissing him, hands gripping and squeezing his ass. L brought his arms around Light; fingers caressing Light's back and down to his hip.
"I thought you-" L began as they final broke apart to breathe.
"I wanted to be warm, not washed," Light said kindly, "washing now would be a waste of time-" Light's gaze raked down L's wet body, "-I can think of far better ways to use the time."
Even in the warmth of the shower Light saw L blush, even as he bit back a hesitant smile. Light loved it when L tried to hide just how much he was able to arouse him with a word or a slight touch.
"Turn around and place your hands against the wall," Light ordered.
L moved to obey, his teeth biting further into his lip as Light pressed against his back pushing him down until his back was horizontal. His eyes closed in anticipation as Light leaned over him.
"Do you remember the safe word from before?" Light asked, L's eyes shot open in surprise even as his arousal grew at the further realisation that this was his Light. That he mattered to Light.
"Yes," L whispered, nodding his head in affirmation.
"I suppose I should have expected that. Well I have a new one for you," Light whispered, "Say red if you feel it's gone too far and I will stop, absolutely and completely. If you just feel uncomfortable or need to pause say orange. I will expect a rational explanation or I will continue on regardless. Oh and pride isn't a valid reason. Do you understand?"
"Yes," L replied, somehow needing two safe words made him feel safer and yet more nervous all at the same time.
"Make sure you remember them, though I suspect I don't need to tell you that," Light said kindly a hand running through L's sodden hair. Then he moved away.
L tensed as Light pulled back, whatever Light had been planning was about to happen now. "I suspect my IQ is still higher than yours Light so I expect I can remember them," L chuckled, he might give in to Light in some ways, but he would never give in to Light with all of them.
Light trailed two fingers down L's back, smiling at the defiance of L's tone, skimming them through the water that ran in rivulets across L's skin, debating whether to do what he so wished to do to L. He thought back over how L had reacted to everything he had done in the past and smiled, it was unlikely L would ever complain about this.
His fingers ran down the curve of L's ass, and he paused, waiting until he heard L's gasp of understanding about what was about to befall him, before plunging them both into L, immediately setting up a steady rhythm and curving his fingers to grind into L's prostate not giving L a single second to adjust to the presence of his fingers within him. He delighted in the gasps and moans of pleasure his forceful actions elicited out of L. The moment L began to meet his motions and push back Light added a third finger, spreading his fingers apart inside L before continuing to press against L's prostate.
L was moaning now, his renewed pleasure evident, Light found he was biting his own lip just like L had been earlier, the sounds of L crying out in pleasure because of his actions made him feel as though he could cum just from that. Light frowned suddenly as one of L's hands drifted down and moved towards his erection, Light pressed down harder than before into L's prostate; L's hand spasmed in pleasure in mid air. Light's fingers stilled, buried deep inside L.
"Don't you even think about it," Light growled, "put your hand back on the wall right now or I stop."
L's hand returned to the wall even as he gave a small whimper of disappointment. That small sound broke what remained of Light's self control, he had never imagined L would ever whimper; he pulled his fingers roughly out of L and thrust his own erection deep into the quivering body before him. He moaned as he was finally engulfed in the tight heat of L's ass, wondering absently why he would ever want to be anywhere else.
L groaned in pleasure, the harsh pain of the entry barely registering on his mind, his fingers clawed at the wall for support as his body pushed up against it by the force of Light's entry into him, Light's hands grabbing his waist to steady him.
It seemed an age for L that Light stayed motionless inside him, he could hear Light's small groans of his own pleasure in his ear as Light rested his head against his shoulder. L realised that despite all the force Light was showing he was still waiting for L to say he was ready.
"Waiting for you to move really does ruin the moment," L gasped, hoping his words would have the desired affect. They did, Light pulled out of him only to thrust back in, pressing hard against L's prostate and forcing the Detective even harder against the wall, L's erection pressed almost painfully into the tiles.
"Do you really want me to take you so roughly, this is your first time without lubricant," Light growled into L's ear, he definitely sounded annoyed at L's goading even through his own arousal.
"Yes," L almost cried out in response. He felt Light's hands twitch against him; it was obvious Light had not expected L to actually reply to the question. "If you ask me again whether I am sure," L continued, "that's what will make me want to stop."
He heard Light chuckle into his ear, before Light bit his earlobe slightly. Light's hands left his hips and grabbed L's hands, pressing them into the wall above his head. Then Light began to move, he drove into L with as much force as he could muster, giving L absolutely no relief as he speed up, ensuring he ground into the spot that would make L scream, well make L scream louder. For L was screaming now, his exultant cries echoing in the small room as he pressed down with equal vigour onto Light.
Light knew why L wanted this, it was his way of knowing Light was truly here, that Light was not about to leave him, but all his thoughts ceased as L tightened around him as he came, releasing onto the tiles of the shower crying out Light's name hoarsely. Light, who had been close to the edge himself was pushed over it, whispering "L," into L's ear.
For a brief moment they stayed vertical, then as one their legs buckled and they fell to the floor of the shower, both collapsing to lean on the shower wall as warm water continued to cascade over them. L hissed slightly as he turned to face Light, stopping part way as Light rested a hand on his arm, then Light shifted him forward and inspected L's ass. Light frowned, his forceful behaviour had hurt L, but L had said he wanted it. However it did mean Light's plans for the rest of the evening were now unlikely, he didn't want to hurt L further.
"I'm sor-," Light began, but was stopped as L placed a hand over his mouth.
"I asked you to," L whispered, "so don't apologise. It weakens your position as a Dominant if you keep apologising anyway."
"Only because I care for you," Light replied, a hand running through L's hair, "only because I love you."
L collapsed back into Light's arms, allowing himself to be held close, L refused to cry in relief. That would have been so pathetic he knew, particularly now. Instead he chose to revel in having Light here, in knowing that even though he was Light's, Light was also his. He knew that Light would want to stop here now that L was hurt, but L was not about to let him, he wanted more.