AN: Lets get this out of the way. I'm ashamed at myself- yes I currently I have a busy life but I should have found the time to update sooner
Also another chapter won't be uploaded for QUITE some time as I will be overseas for a month, starting in a week
Hopefully you enjoy (:
The young man sauntered into the bedroom, fuelled by the heady feeling of arousal and being wanted, desired, by someone that you wanted in return.
L was still out in the kitchen area, grabbing the chocolate dip so the teen felt the need to be a little promiscuous. If his ego hadn't just been inflated by L he never would have thought it possible for himself to behave in such a manner. As it were though, in reality he was. So, quickly Light tried to shed his dishevelled dress pants in order to position himself suggestively on the bed. If only...
Sadly the teen's feet got stuck in the dress pants and in his mad rush he fell forward with an extremely loud thump. Luckily his arms had shot out to protect his face from any damaged. ThankKamiforthat! What wasn't so great was the fact that the raven was standing in the doorway with an amused, hungry look on his face after witnessing said failure of seduction.
"Uhmm... hi?" Light squeaked, reddening with embarrassment. Whycan'tlifeeverbeeasy?
"Light-kun was in a rush. Why would that be?" L asked with a smirk splashed deliciously across his face.
"No reason, you're imagining things," the teen quipped back, being used to this sort of banter.
"Well I must say that I appreciate the view." Oh...yeah.Myarseiskindofstickingupintheair,notexactlythepositionIwasafter.Thishasgottobeasicktwistoffate.
"That's nice... I think I'll just be getting up on the bed now," Light retorted slowly with an air of awkwardness. In fact this whole situation now stank of awkwardness to the extent that Light had to repress the urge to pout while swaying, staring down at his feet and drawling out the word 'Soooo...' Instead the boy clambered onto the bed in a decidedly non seductive or alluring way, more like the way you'd go to sit on your bed when sulking.
L seemed entirely unaffected. He had remained in the doorway, eyes downcast, swirling his index finger in the chocolate-y goodness held in the palm of his opposing hand. If this wasn't a man who likes to play with his food I don't know what is.
"L you should take your jeans off before your hands get chocolate all over them," Light mentioned practically, hoping to distract the two of them from his failed attempt.
"Why? There is no point Light-kun, what's a little more mess?" L purred softly. The teenager just sighed, knowing a lost cause when he saw one, and beckoned the other man reluctantly closer. The mood still wasn't working for him but he was sure that his raven haired counterpart could very quickly amend that problem.
L, being L, literally leapt at the chance and immediately joined his partner on his spacious bed poised for action. His thin mouth traced the tanned stubble-less jaw with minimal pressure while breathing in the thick scent of cinnamon and lemon. The raven wondered absently to himself how someone was allowed to smell this edible, in the non-cannibalism sense.
This renegade thought was disregarded as soon as a soft moan vibrated out of Light's mouth and as much as L enjoyed the sound he decided that that mouth would be put to better use against his own. He was right of course; he wasn't a genius for nothing. Same could be said for Light as he divested L of his baggy, scratchy denim jeans.
By God skin on skin contact was delightful! It was as if tiny volts of electricity sparked wherever tan met porcelain and that was quite a lot of electricity, just between you and me it could have powered the whole apartment complex. Gradually their voices rose and could no longer be contained by a mere lip lock.
They pair parted ways, slick, bitten lips glistening in the low light. Light's curved lashes softly brushed L's cheek, casting long shadows down to his jaw. The tanned teen opted to follow the shadow, sucking, nibbling as he went. The reactions he caused in the older man sent a delicious shiver of satisfaction to the very core of his being; a pleasant, hot, raw shiver that had his graceful hands clawing at L's shoulders in need.
A monotonous chuckle ghosted atop his head before a soft insistent nudging around the waist area stole Light's shortening attention span. His neck arched drastically with a gasping breath drawn down his throat to his lungs. Matters only worsened when the teen witnessed L dragging slender fingers through the fluffy chocolate dip.
The substance was scattered across Light's chest in a quick mish-mash of impatient fingers. Slowly L caressed up Light neck, a soft, gravelly, "Light-Kun," being emitted. The tawny eyed man stared half-lidded as chocolate coated digits worked their way into his slightly ajar mouth. Automatically the teen started breathing more heavily and through his nose. And God, that taste! The hint of chocolate hitting his tongue so suddenly was enchanting. SomaybeLandIaredevelopingafoodfetish… strawberriesandnowchocolate.IreallyhopeIdon'tgetfat.
Then, as L's tongue began doing sinful things to Light's abdomen, specifically the nipples, becoming fat was the last thing on his mind. More seemed to be on repeat with in his skull and out of his mouth in a hitched breathy voice. You'd think that a genius who have quite an eloquent vocabulary but apparently when the blood flow isn't 'normal' they become whiny, needy, restricted to one word beings. It really is a shame, L would certainly appreciate hearing an excruciatingly long poem as they copulated; kinky bastard!
With Light distracted, read again- entirely out of his mind with lust, L removed his fingers from between the teen's parted lips and slowly trickled them past underwear down to his partner's entrance. The only acknowledgement of this was a high pitched whine and the widening of eyes. The raven proceeded to stretch his younger companion until he was writhing beneath him, whimpering.
In order to meet the ever demanding Light's wants L soon replaced his fingers, the auburn haired man's legs spreading to accommodate him. The raven cautiously thrust into the hilt. At the teens nod of consent the man began to thrust in harder, grunting with the effort. Only after a minute or so did he notice the complete lack of noise from Light. L tilted his head up to make eye contact.
Light just stared back at him with golden eyes, biting into his lower lip. L raised an eyebrow questioningly to which the response was, "You're not hitting it."
AN: Once more, apologies
And thank you for sticking with this fic (:
Opposite Spectre xx