He was kissed.
By Light.
At first, Beyond was too shocked to move. Crimson eyes grew wide as he remained completely still, frozen beneath the Kira suspect. Even Light seemed to act on impulse, not really thinking his actions through. Of course he hadn't thought them through, since who in their right mind would pull such a move on Beyond Birthday, especially Light?!
Once the criminal came to his senses, Beyond grabbed hold of both of Light's shoulders, shoving him off and halfway across the room.
"Yagami! What the fuck?!"
He wiped his mouth.
Light looked akin to a deer caught in headlights. All the color clearly drained from his face.
"I- I didn't- I-"
He stuttered uselessly.
Beyond's hands balled into shaky fists, seeing red. He wanted to pummel the shit out of him. Beat him into the ground until he just resembled a bloody mess. Knock all his teeth out, choke him and dig his nails into his throat, make him gasp for breath and mercy. How dare he… Fucking disgusting… scum… garbage… Kira…
He charged forward.
Light flinched back against the wall with both hands raised, obviously expecting a beating. What he got, however, was violent but different. Beyond grabbed his collar and slammed him against the wall, crashing their lips together. The kiss was as hungry as it was brutal, as if he wanted Light to feel pain from what most would call an affectionate activity. He didn't ask permission as he often would with L, snaking his tongue into his mouth. Light, the obvious masochist, emitted a groan of pleasure. But Beyond felt no pleasure from this. Only a ball of confused emotions, anger, and a surge of dominance.
He bit down on Light's bottom lip, hard enough to draw the metallic taste of blood into their mouths. Light tried to grab onto Beyond, but he wasn't aloud, as the raven quickly pinned both his wrists above his head on the wall, digging his nails into his flawless skin. Their bodies pressed together, the only sounds in the room being pants, sighs or lip smacking kisses.
It was only when Light started to grind against him, that Beyond got the idea to take this further. For he could hurt Light much more if they went all the way, rather than some hickeys, scratches and rough kissing against a wall. He pulled away from the kiss and went for the brunette's neck, sucking and biting to leave dark hickeys along the sensitive slightly-tanned skin. Light, enjoying this for some reason, tilted his head back and allowed him to do so. But even if he hadn't been granted the silent permission, Beyond would've forced himself upon his enemy anyway.
"Nhh.. Fuck…"
He heard Light curse.
Beyond ignored him, focusing only on himself and his own movements. How dare Light even attempt to move in this situation, or reciprocate the older's actions. Did he really think for a second that Beyond wanted him to feel any pleasure? Hell no!
He hadn't even noticed, but when Beyond finally pulled away to move on, there was a droplet of dark blood sliding down Light's neck. He growled and licked at it, tongue running all the way back up to Light's chin. Light shivered in pleasure, but it was so obviously encouraging.
How disgusting…
Beyond thought of him.
With a few swift movements, Beyond was easily able to rip off Light's clothing. He stripped himself down as well, kicking his pants carelessly off to the side. Right here. Right against the wall is where they'd do it. And no one could hear them in here. How perfect.
He flipped Light around and pinned him with his chest against the wall, grinding against his backside to get himself prepared. With L, he always took extra measures to make sure they were both feeling pleasure. Why? Because he loved him. He loved L…
L, who was probably watching him right now.
The thought made Beyond sick.
He quickly wiped this from his mind, focusing back on his anger and need to make Light suffer. Make him pay. Not just for stupidly kissing him, but for everything. Killing L. Ever liking L. Ever being alive in the first place. He needed to pay for all of it.
"Ichigo… Stop…"
Beyond didn't listen.
He knew Light wanted this – though he really didn't care if he didn't – but did not want it to hurt by Beyond going in dry. Yet again, he didn't give a shit.
After positioning himself, Beyond wasted no time thrusting forward right inside the eagerly awaiting Light.
Light yelled with pain.
Beyond groaned and shivered, lowering his head to muffle his own sounds into the crook of Light's neck. He bit and sucked along his shoulder, as a way to try and trick Light into shutting up, rocking his hips to push himself inside deeper. He could feel the younger quiver and shake in his grasp, almost like his legs could give out soon. But Beyond wouldn't let that happen. He wouldn't stop. Even if he had to hold Light up himself.
Soon enough, Beyond heard the words he was expecting.
"Harder…"
"Faster…"
"More…"
What an idiot. Beyond took no demands from Light, though he obliged anyway – because it was what he himself wanted. With each thrust inside Light to send the brunette thumping forward against the wall, he could hear his cries of pleasure right by his ear – feel his trembles and shivers. He moved his grip to squeeze and dig his nails into Light's waist, drawing blood with his nails. The younger tried to touch him back, but it was useless.
Beyond smirked as he watched Light's facial expressions. Even though he took absolutely no care as to what the brunette might be feeling or wanting, Light still looked like he was having the time of his life. He never thought he'd see this side of Light before – never wanted to see it, either. And thankfully, L never did.
Yet again, the thoughts of L creeping into his mind almost killed him. Because the detective he loved so much would so definitely not approve of these horrible actions.
Soon after, Beyond couldn't hold back anymore. With one final slam, he came hard inside him – and felt Light release as well. They collapsed against the wall, looking spent and out of breathe. Beyond panted heavily, the movements of his hips slowing into nothing. While Light, a blushing and heavy-breathing mess, rested his forehead against the cool wall.
It was silent, other than their breaths.
Shame dawned on the two of them.
Beyond slowly pulled out, almost shivering with disgust while processing what he had done. He felt sick. He wanted to throw up. Sure, he embarrassed Light. Light probably wouldn't even be able to walk now for quite some time. He accomplished his goal. He dominated him. He won.
So why did he feel so disgusting?
He pulled on his clothes without a word. Light, still remaining naked, couldn't even open his eyes and look at the other. And that was just fine with Beyond. Because there was nothing else to say or do.
He exited the room.