For those who have been waiting impatiently – it's bedtime XD
Deuce – as in tennis.
SPOILERS: This is an AU so no real spoilers, may be hints of stuff from the manga but if you don't know, you won't know XD
DISCLAIMER: Death Note and its characters are not mine. The story and poem are mine. The quote is from Romeo and Juliet.
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Resting after Carnival,
Planned lovers' meeting.
By the roadside, a light,
Give me your light,
I'm smoking.
Or at least, I'm damn hot.
Your eyes would make Vaseline melt
and run from the jar.
Between the sheets, tomorrow passion's laundry
It's time. No point waiting.
We didn't come here to talk.
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O then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do!
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"At last," Raito said as they closed the door behind them. "How long's Mello going to be?"
"He has to drive Matsuda and Mikami home," Ryuuzaki considered. "Since they're both drunk, it could take some time to identify where they live or for them to decide which of their residences they both want to spend the night at. Then there's all the politeness and going in for coffee at the other end – "
"What if he decides he doesn't want to go in for coffee?"
"He will," Ryuuzaki said. "I told him to."
"That was thoughtful of you," Raito said.
"Desperate, more like," Ryuuzaki smiled, looking Raito up and down.
"Do you want some tea?" Raito offered.
"We don't have time for that, Raito, he'll only be gone a couple of hours."
"Bed, then," Raito said, leading the way to the bathroom. A couple of hours. Yes!
"Have you known Mello long?" Raito asked, casually, as he washed and watched Ryuuzaki prepare for the lengthy teeth-cleaning ritual necessary to a sugar addict.
"Yes," the floss-wielding detective replied. "He works for L."
"L certainly has good taste," Raito said. "Does he have a lot of people working for him?"
"Only a few that actually know him personally," Ryuuzaki replied. "The others are slightly younger than Mello."
"Younger?" Raito thought about that. "Are they male?"
"Yes."
"Good looking?"
Ryuuzaki put his head on one side, thoughtfully. "I suppose you would say so."
"You paint a disturbing picture here, Ryuuzaki," Raito buried his face in a towel to hide his grin. "An elderly, unattractive recluse, surrounded by a harem of cute underdressed teenage studs willing to indulge his every whim."
"They're highly trained, hyperintelligent and experienced operatives, Raito," Ryuuzaki protested. "Not boytoys or sex slaves!"
"So you say."
"It's true!"
"Hm."
"I'm quite sure that L has never had any kind of relationship with anyone he works with," Ryuuzaki said, firmly.
"But Ryuuzaki," Raito smiled as he left the bathroom, "How can you possibly be completely sure about that?"
He went into the bedroom, chuckling to himself, pulled back the covers, began to undress. Tonight I get to touch him. Make him moan and sweat and look at me that way again as if he'd let me do anything I wanted. Do I look at him that way? Probably...
"I see we are still in denial about our intentions here," Ryuuzaki remarked as he came into the room.
"Huh?"
"Pyjamas," Ryuuzaki said, pulling off his own shirt.
"Oh," Raito looked down at himself. Started unbuttoning. "I wasn't thinking."
"Let me," Ryuuzaki moved Raito's hands and took over unfastening his pyjama shirt. "Raito wasn't thinking? That must be a rare occasion."
"I wasn't thinking about what I was wearing," Raito qualified.
"Don't ever call Mello, then," Ryuuzaki said.
Raito laughed. "Who was that on the phone? His boyfriend?"
"How would I know?" Ryuuzaki slid the shirt down over Raito's shoulders, fingers brushing over his skin.
"Mmm – I thought you knew everything..."
"There are things I don't want to know, Raito. The details of Mello's sex life are some of them."
Raito took off his pants, aware of Ryuuzaki's eyes watching every move. Let his own linger on his partner's body as it was revealed to him.
"So what exactly are we doing?" Raito asked as they got into bed. "I got the impression it was what we did last night, but to each other."
"Yes," Ryuuzaki said. "But we are allowed, as long as we do not stop doing that, to do anything else that we please to stimulate each other."
"And the winner is the one that can hold out the longest?" Raito guessed.
"Raito's mind is a pleasure to me," Ryuuzaki agreed.
"Because it's as perverse as your own?" Raito said.
"Amongst other things." Ryuuzaki reached for a jar of lube from the bedside table, knelt up, throwing the covers away from them. "Shall we begin?"
"Where did that come from?" Raito asked, leaning toward the other man. What I want to know is, what are you going to use it for!
"It's Mello's, I stole it," Ryuuzaki said, opening the jar and coating his fingers before wrapping them gently around Raito's half-erect cock.
Raito gasped at the feel of slippery fingers around his now rapidly swelling flesh. Followed suit, dipping his hand into the open jar, reaching out to stroke up the length of his lover's stiff shaft.
Ryuuzaki let his head droop onto Raito's shoulder, emitting the same soft purring sounds he'd made when his hair was combed. Hell, that's so sexy. He's just so damn hot, how am I supposed to resist? I'll just have to make him like it even better than I do.
Raito bent down, nuzzling under the other man's hair, finding the soft skin of his neck. Licked along the length of it, up to his ear, lapping at it with his tongue, nibbling on the lobe. He was rewarded with a soft moan and a shudder. Ryuuzaki's free hand stroked over his chest, drifting over his nipples, making the young man sigh with delight. The hand returned to tweak the pink buds, causing them to point and harden.
"Fuck, Ryuu..." Raito let his tongue drift down to his lover's shoulder, his teeth grazing over the firm muscle, back up to his neck, sucking the skin into his mouth, nibbling on it.
"Uhnn!" Ryuuzaki murmured into Raito's ear, his hand roaming down to Raito's stomach.
Raito whimpered in pleasure as the other man's fingers circled his abdomen, pressing and gently squeezing, then his hand swept up to the back of Raito's head, pulling it down. His mouth caressed the nape of the younger man's neck, kissing, biting.
"Yes!" Raito exclaimed, his hand grasping Ryuuzaki's cock firmly, squeezing, pumping it, aware that he was losing the plot somewhere but really not caring. He reached up to twine his other hand in his lover's hair, running his fingers through the soft, silky locks, pulling on it gently, bringing the other man's head close to crush their lips together.
Raito whimpered into the kiss, sliding his hand down around Ryuuzaki's slender waist, feeling the man's hand on his swollen shaft, fingers squeezing and releasing, the constant variation in pressure driving him insane with desire for release.
Ryuuzaki pulled away from the kiss, shifting slightly so he was leaning against Raito's side, his lips on the young man's shoulder, his tongue licking slowly down Raito's chest, finding a nipple.
"Haah, Ryuuzaki, yes!" Raito arched his back, then cried out as he felt a sudden intrusion, slick fingers sliding into him from behind.
"Shhh," Ryuuzaki looked up into the younger man's flushed, sweaty face, smiling. "You'll like it, my Raito."
"Yes!" Raito gasped. Like it? I'm already liking it. I'm liking it too much, you bastard! He pushed himself back on the probing fingers then gave a groan of satisfaction as they grazed against his prostate, remaining to stroke and rub and –
"Oh God, oh God!" Raito murmured, clutching hard onto Ryuuzaki's cock, running his fingers over the head, feeling his own arousal overwhelming him. I'm losing, I'm losing, damn him, what can I do?
He glanced down, the sight of their hands working each other doing nothing to calm him down. He looks so good. Big. How is it he looks so good to me? I've never looked at another man's cock before and wanted it. Wanted to stroke it and hold it and kiss it and, that's it! Ha! You won't expect this, Ryuuzaki!
Raito bent down suddenly, Ryuuzaki having to follow him or let go, curling around the younger man as Raito pounced, clasping his lips firmly round the thick, bulbous head of Ryuuzaki's cock.
"Raito!" Ryuuzaki cried out, moaning his lover's name breathlessly, as Raito's tongue lapped at him, twirled over the head of his dick, dove into the slit, teasing out precum. Raito let his lips slide down the shaft, nearly as far as his barely-moving hand, sucked on the hard flesh fiercely, feeling Ryuuzaki push toward him as he pulled back, his tongue running around the edge of the head, finding its most sensitive spot and licking at it like an ice cream.
"Nnnn... nnn... " he heard from above him and hoped that was a sign that Ryuuzaki had reached his limit. The older man's fingers, dislodged by Raito's lunge into his lover's groin, had recommenced their invasion of his body, finding his pleasure centre, sending wave after wave of sensation through him. He mewled with pleasure around Ryuuzaki's cock, causing his lover to cry out at the vibration this caused, his overstimulated member swelling between Raito's lips, jerking and pushing deeper as he came, his seed flowing out into the young man's mouth, nearly choking him until he realised he was supposed to swallow it and just the thought of doing that was enough to push him over the edge, releasing into his lover's hand, spattering them both with his juices.
"Uhhn, Raito," Ryuuzaki said, some time later, from his position halfway laid across his lover's back.
"Mmm."
"Hnnn."
"Ryuuzaki."
"Should we – get into bed?"
"I suppose so."
They slowly disentangled, crawling between the covers exhaustedly. Smiled at each other. Lay back on the pillows.
"I don't think anyone's going to win these games," Raito said, after some time.
"They have nothing to do with winning," Ryuuzaki said. "They are about manners and excuses."
Raito nodded. "I don't suppose either of us is the kind of person to leap into something like this," he waved a hand indicating the bed, "without doubts and reservations."
"It makes it easier," Ryuuzaki agreed. "We both lead structured lives. Both value our privacy highly in different ways. I don't think we're quite ready for random passion."
"You didn't say that in the kitchen," Raito said, shuffling sideways to get closer to his partner.
"I must admit," Ryuuzaki said, "I was starting to wish that our apartment was not full of people who are, and I say this after much consideration, even stranger than ourselves."
"A few minutes more and you'd have let me even if they all came in and watched," was Raito's opinion.
"Then since I seem to have made it clear that I would welcome Raito's somewhat aggressive overtures to me, perhaps he would like that to be the subject of our next encounter?"
"You're giving in?" Raito said in some amazement.
"Someone has to, Raito," Ryuuzaki smiled. "Otherwise we will spend all our time in bed gazing at each other in frustration."
"I don't want you to let me do that just to move things along," Raito said.
"On the contrary," Ryuuzaki turned toward the younger man. "I am charmed by Raito's passionate nature. It also intrigues me that I would be so ready to lose control of the situation. It's something I would enjoy exploring further."
"But – "
"Do you want me, Raito?"
"Yes!" Oh God, yes, I want you! I want you open and under me –
"Then stop making difficulties," Ryuuzaki said firmly.
"As you say," Raito reached out, pulling his lover into his arms. "Ryuuzaki – "
"Not tonight, Raito. Not with someone else sleeping in our apartment. What if there should be screaming or begging or – or any of the other things you see in porn movies? I don't want to have to face my, um, my co-worker and have him know that I spend my nights shrieking faster, harder, Raito, or some such thing."
Raito burst into laughter. "If you don't want to do that tonight, Ryuu, I suggest you stop making such suggestive remarks."
"I shall go to sleep immediately," Ryuuzaki declared.
"Come here," Raito muttered, cuddling the slender detective closer. "My horny little sexpot."
Ryuuzaki gave a snort of laughter. "Dear me, Raito, I thought I had been called everything the human mind could devise, but I've never been called that before."
"Glad to hear it," Raito murmured, burying his face in his beloved's irresistible hair and closing his eyes.
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"What are you doing here?"
Raito woke to the sound of Ryuuzaki's voice. Wondered who he was talking to. He thought of opening his eyes to look but it seemed like too much effort.
"I'm getting into bed!" Just Mello. That's okay then.
"Our bed?" Ryuuzaki demanded.
"Hey, he asked me!"
"What? Who? Raito?"
"He's Japanese," Mello said, as though that explained everything.
"I take it you think of the Japanese as a particularly promiscuous race?"
"Hell, how should I know? They share their baths with total strangers, why not their beds as well?"
Raito stirred as a cold body snuggled up against the side of him that wasn't pressed against a warm one. He reached out and sleepily gathered the newcomer into his free arm.
"You do know he's my boyfriend?" Ryuuzaki's tone hovered somewhere between indignation and amusement.
"Don't be so fucking possessive, Ryuuzaki," Mello pulled out of Raito's arm briefly, the movement followed by the unmistakeable sound of a kiss.
"Oh. Well... I suppose..." Ryuuzaki murmured.
"Now let me go to sleep, you insomniac pervert," Mello grumbled, settling back down into Raito's embrace.