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Chapter 37

Matt was surprised and grateful he had managed to stay hidden this long. He knew Mello and Near would be looking for him, but for now he had time to password protect the camera feeds. He steadfastly ignored what was going on onscreen he was not about to breach L and Light's privacy. The less he knew about what they were doing the better anyway, he found it incredibly difficult to lie to L and if Light was involved he knew he would end up telling them everything he had seen. It was in his best interests to not see in the first place.

However there was something about curiosity that made it annoying; it never asked if you wanted to be curious in the first place.

Matt sighed, if he truly admitted it he was incredibly curious about L and Light's relationship. It was quite a surprise to see L being submissive to anyone, yet here he was voluntarily giving himself to Kira. He knew it was voluntary because of the way L acted, he would never give in so completely if he was being forced.

He rose to his feet and stretched slightly, his gaze flitting around the dusty attic space. In any large building, no mater how many people live there, forgotten spaces existed which were blocked off during renovation, or doors that were simply forgotten. Matt had found one of these. It had been when he had created a simple programme to create a 3D model of Wammy's house on his computer. Measurements of the rooms and the outside measurements of Wammy's had show that there was missing space; even when walls had been taken into account. Far too much for it to have been input error, as if input error had ever been a factor to begin with. Late at night he had snuck out of his room and gone in search of the missing space.

So here he was hiding in an unsupervised area of Wammy's. As far as he knew he was the only one who had found this space for years, dust covered every surface even the empty jam jars that clustered by the window were covered in dust. He had only perused the window once as a potential escape route. If someone was careful you could just about climb along the myriad of roofs below to the ground.

He wondered when it would be safe for him to return to Mello and Near, he knew they would be angry with him no matter when he returned, but it wasn't as if they would stay angry for long. Once he explained just why he had done what he had done they would agree. They might seem as though other people's emotions were irrelevant to them, but underneath they cared… eventually.

Matt stiffened suddenly as he heard knocking on the wall outside, rhythmic knocking that was gradually approaching. There was nowhere to hide once someone got inside, he only hoped they didn't notice the wobbly wooden panel. He had no idea how visible it was from outside when he had entered.

He knew with a sinking feeling that the only reason someone would be up in the lofts were if they were looking for him. This would imply that Mello and/or Near were outside. He was doomed. His shoulders slumped at the precise moment the wooden panel was pushed aside.

"Hello Matt," Mello said, his voice overly calm.

"Why did you run away from us Matt?" Near asked quietly, moving into the room to stand by Mello. He looked repulsed by the dust.

Matt swallowed nervously, he was definitely doomed. He glanced down at the laptop and saw with horror the feeds were still active on the taskbar, if he didn't close the lid all his work would have been for nothing. He dived for the laptop.

…

"L you have made one other mistake this morning," Light said quietly, his fingers still running through L's hair. He smiled kindly, even as L tensed ever so slightly and actually looks confused. "Pets don't wear clothes, and I never gave you permission to put on those jeans. Take them off."

Sudden shock ran through L, his defences against Light's dominance shrieking back into place. His jeans were the only defence he had left against Light. He never liked being naked around Light when Light was clothed and today it was his only modicum of equality he had with Light, he really didn't want to give it up… which was probably why he responded as he did.

"Actually Light, some pets do wear clothes."

L knew almost as he said it, that he hadn't just tripped up in his role he had taken a flying leap off the cliff face. He wanted to bite back his words and he immediately worried about what Light's reaction would be.

The look in Light's eyes told L all he needed to know; he had never seen Light look at him with such a cold expression before. L hurriedly thought of a way to correct his mistake, but he knew with a dull certainty that there was no way to correct it; what had been said would stay said.

"I never knew some could commit so many mistakes in one small sentence," Light whispered harshly, pulling L up with the leash, until his face was level with Light's. The angle made breathing difficult for L.

"I'm sorry master," L gasped, tilting his face away from Light's he couldn't bear to stare into Light's cold and disappointed gaze.

"I wonder whether you truly mean that, or you are just trying to protect yourself," Light murmured, "Look at me."

L turned his head back towards Light still not quite meeting his gaze, his mind reeled in shock at just how different this side of Light was and at how stupid he had been. He managed to raise his gaze from the floor to Light's face once more and immediately wished he hadn't; Light's gaze reminded L far too much of Light's time spent hiding that he was Kira. His fear must have shone briefly in his wide eyes though, as a second later Light's gaze softened and his grip on the leash relaxed. L could breathe better now, but it still felt difficult.

"If you are truly sorry for you actions," Light said, his voice thankfully sounding more like it's usual self, "then you will know precisely what you did wrong pet. List them all."

L knew he would now have to speak very carefully, and list as many things as he could; he only hoped that listing many would not lead to punishment for them all. He also knew though that missing any Light had noticed and decided to take 'offence' for would mean a lot more punishment than he was already due.

"I spoke out of turn to my master; I also spoke to my master in a rude manner as I did so. I used an incorrect form of address towards my master which could be taken to suppose I thought myself equal to my master. All of these contradict strict instructions given to me, instructions I broke thoughtlessly ," L began, surprised at his ability to word things this way, but then he was always quick at picking things up, "I also disobeyed an order given to me by not acting to fulfil it, something which was disrespectful to my master."

L paused for a second thinking through everything searching for more that could have been considered bad behaviour, "I also contradicted my master and yet again questioned his authority over me. Please forgive me for my disobedience."

L had kept his gaze fixed with Light's through out his speech, he had seen Light's cold gaze soften slightly and for the barest of seconds he had seen a glimmer of humour; that was enough reassurance for him; that Light was apparently acting now just as much as he was. At least L hoped he was.

Light nearly moaned in desire at L's reply. Such a submissive response from L was something he had never expected; to know L was giving himself to him completely went straight through his ego to his cock. For a moment he considered stopping this and taking L right then and there, but he was not about to stop this now, not when he knew what he had planned for the finale of the day. He nearly smiled in anticipation; he didn't because he knew he had to deal with his disobedient pet L.

L gasped as Light's grip on the leash lessened and he tilted backwards, before Light caught him. He relaxed back to rest his head in Light's lap, staring up at Light as he was finally able to breathe properly again.

"I will forgive you pet if you obey the order I gave you," Light replied, looking down at L, "I will have to punish you for your disobedience though. If I do not, I fear you may only repeat such heinous mistakes in the future. So pet; take off the jeans."

L rose unsteadily to his feet as Light relaxed his hold on the leash. His nervousness about this had gone, he had much bigger things to worry about now. His face was already heating once more as he prepared to bare his growing arousal to Light. He would not be able to deny that Light controlling him was something that excited him. To his surprise Light said nothing as the jeans fell to the floor and L stepped out of them. There wasn't even a change in facial expression, for some reason that made L feel more self conscious about it than if Light had reacted to it.

L gulped as Light glanced down at the trousers that lay in a heap on the floor and quickly knelt to neatly fold them and place them on the end of the sofa. He only relaxed as Light patted him on the head, as L sank into what was becoming his normal for the position today on his knees next to Light; at least untidiness wouldn't be added to the list of his mistakes.

"How should I punish you? Do you have any suggestions pet?" Light asked quietly, his finger reaching out to run down L's cheek.

L was exceedingly grateful that Light had phrased it as a question; he knew he would never have been able to phrase a reply. How would he ever be able to say what Light should do to him as punishment? How would he be able to think of something for that matter? There was only one safe reply he could give.

"Anything my master wishes," L said, again wondering just how he was managing to say this, "I am sure that whatever he chooses is likely to be the most appropriate option."

"In this sort of circumstance I would normally consider spanking you for such disobedience," Light sighed, his finger tilting L's head up once more, "but you committed so many mistakes… I doubt even you could cope with being spanked a hundred times, and I am certainly not going to damage my hand just to help you remember how to behave better."

L said nothing, he doubted Light truly wanted him to reply. Light was probably just trying to increase the tension L was feeling. L had to admit it was working.

"Perhaps I should lead you as you are now through the whole building," Light mused, "so you will forever remember not to disobey me."

Light smiled at the sudden fear that blossomed in L's eyes and the sudden swallow he felt in his finger that kept L's head tilted up towards him. L would probably be feeling real apprehension if not terror with the prospect of being exhibited in front of all the people who knew him.

"Though you are my private possession alone," Light continued satisfied with L's reaction, "I would not wish to let others see what is mine and mine alone."

L didn't let himself relax, to do so around Light could be dangerous at the moment. He tried to ignore the sudden pulse of arousal that shot through him as Light called him a possession; whether out of reaction to Light's dominance or the fact that he was allowing Light to do this he did not know.

"Perhaps a more unusual form of punishment should be used," Light said, a smirk suddenly appearing on his face, "after all you are quite the little masochist. Why should I punish you with the intent of it being punishment, only to have you enjoy it? That wouldn't do at all."

L knew he had been quite correct about Light, he would always find I new way of making L feel nervous without actually needing to do anything.

For a brief moment silence descended, and L felt a shiver go through him. He knew Light was thinking over his punishment; that his fate was being decided right this moment.

"Come with me," Light commanded finally, standing and pulling on the leash.

L gulped as he was led into the guest bedroom and forced to kneel once more on the floor, he was definitely not going to look up; he knew the chains he had become so well acquainted with so recently we dangling directly above his head. Instead he watched Light's movements carefully as he rummaged lazily through the drawers in the room. Drawers which, despite L's innate curiosity he had never dared look in. Finally Light turned and L was startled to see an intact pair of manacles in his hands.

"Put these on."

Forcing his hands not to shake he buckled the restraints to his wrists. Somehow he wasn't surprised when another set were wordlessly handed to him for his ankles. He shifted position to put them on, his mind racing on just why he would need to wear restraints on each limb; he glanced up and heard Light chuckle.

"I am not about to chain you up if that is what you are thinking pet," Light said laughing, then he crouched down in front of L, "at least not yet."

L bit back his automatic retort and his usual questioning. There was no way he was going to make the same mistake twice. His mind emptied of questions when Light held out the next item to him, it was the bindings Light had put on him on his birthday.

"Put this on as well," Light said quietly, his smile broad.

With a shaking hand L took the black bindings, and hesitantly parted his legs to wrap the cords around himself. He wished Light wasn't watching him as he did this, it made his fingers shake and his movements clumsy. Then he let out a low groan and his hands fell away as Light's hands brushed his aside and finished the job before slowly running his thumb along the underside of L's already heated member.

For a moment L thought Light was going to continue on, but he only smiled at L and stood up to move back over to the drawers. L brought his knees up as Light removed item after item and lined them up on the desk as he had done before; it didn't help that from his position he couldn't see what the items were.

Finally L could stand it no longer, his nerves broiled under the surface as his overactive imagination assaulted him with possibilities.

"What are you…" L blurted, his nerves getting the better of him. He buried his head against his knees.

Light turned at the sound of L's voice. It was impossible to miss the panic in L's voice, such an unusual emotion from such a source. He wondered if he had pushed L too far. He hurried over and sat down next to L.

"Orange," Light murmured, as he looked at L his head in his hand.

L looked up at Light in shock.

"I don't see why you should be the only one able to use them," Light said smiling, "I could tell you were not exactly happy with the situation. What's wrong?"

"If you don't want me to speak out of turn then you should at least tell me things," L whispered, "I am really not used to giving people control. In fact, you would be the only person I have given any form of control over me. It just momentarily got to me. Sorry."

Light sighed and pulled a startled L up into his lap.

"No I'm sorry," Light said quietly, "after your display this morning I got too carried away. You had rather an effect on me."

"That was the intention," L said smiling, he had felt almost instantly better when Light had used the safe word. Now he was beginning to feel stupid about being so panicked.

"I thought as much," Light laughed, "now do you want to stop or continue?"

"That depends on what you were about to do to me," L stated, "and I would rather like the jeans back."

"Do to you? What now? Nothing, nothing at all," Light said grinning, his fingers playing with the end of the leash as L looked up at him in surprise, "I was just going to show you what I was going to use on you later, a bit of psychological torture, but it seems I have taken that too far already. As for the jeans, of course you can have them back if you really feel so uncomfortable, I have just been trying to see more of your gorgeous body," Light grinned as he statement had L hiding his head in his chest again, "but if it really affects you that much you can have them back, for most of the day at least. So what do you want to do?"

"You really do worry about me don't you," L whispered softly, a finger running across the fabric of Light's shirt.

"Yes," Light replied softly, "you're still not used to that are you."

"No I suppose I'm not," L sighed, "it doesn't help that you used to want me dead."

"Used to, the tense is important," Light said smiling, "Now I just want you."

"I see," L commented, "then what does my master wish of me?"

Light smiled as L slipped back into his role and he patted him on the head and pulled L up onto his feet as he stood. He led him over to the desk so L could see all that would befall him later; he shifted to stand behind L his hands on his shoulders, allowing L to see everything in all its glory. He smiled as he heard L gasp ever so slightly.

Some of the items were things L had experienced already, a few were not. He shivered in anticipation, now he had nerves of an entirely different sort.

…

Matt's dive for the laptop had failed miserably. Mello had pinned him to the floor while Near had rescued the laptop and investigated the programmes. Near had actually smiled in triumph when he found the camera feeds were still active.

So now they were watching again, only this time Matt was pinned to the bed. All his reasons why the shouldn't be watching had come to naught they were not listening to him; apparently L and Light still had their privacy, because they didn't count. They didn't even listen when Matt mentioned lessons and statistics he didn't know what else he could do. His mind had become a stuck record of 'we are doomed, we are doomed, we are doomed…'

Matt thought their commentary only made it worse.

For the next three hours Matt listened to them discuss what L and Light were doing. They both seemed annoyed that L and Light had yet to descend to anything vaguely erotic besides their role-playing. Then something happened which pleased them both immensely.

"Oh look," Mello laughed, "Wammy's just entered the hallway. I wonder how long it takes them to notice."

"Not very long," Near murmured, "I expect he…"

Wammy's voice sounded over the computer.

"Dammit," Mello sighed.

…

L jumped at the sound of Wammy's voice.

"When you were awake before me pet, did you tell him you weren't working today?"

"Yes I did, but I think he has decided to still bring us food."

Wammy called out their names again, there was the sound of footsteps, thankfully these went towards the rooftop staircase.

"Stay here," Light said quietly and a second later he was gone.

L was grateful when a few seconds later Light appeared and pushed a shirt towards him. L was fully clothed, leash hidden from view under the shirt, with seconds to spare as Wammy appeared.

"Ah, there you are," Wammy said smiling, barely glancing at the collar around L's neck, "I have brought several cakes and some food for the remainder of the day. I thought you might need it by now. I brought a selection of newspapers for you Light-kun."

"Thank you," L replied, "I trust everything is in order?"

"Yes, quite in order," Wammy said still smiling, "your heirs said they would be quite capable of dealing with anything that may arise for today."

"That's good," L said noncommittally, "I thought they deserved the chance to test their strength as it were."

…

"He gave you his case load. L gave you his cases," Matt said coldly, "and you thought watching them was better?"

Mello and Near looked down at him sheepishly.

"You should know you had the video feeds," Mello said defensively.

"I wasn't watching them."

"Oh."

…

L collapsed to the floor as Wammy left; that had been too close a call.

"Why did I ever give him a key?" L groaned.

"I hope I didn't just hear you speak so impertinently pet," Light chided even as he ran a comforting hand through L's hair, "you no longer need that shirt now either."

"I am sorry master," L replied hurriedly as he tugged the shirt off.

"Pets who continue to misbehave do not deserve cake," Light said calmly, sitting down at the table to peruse what Wammy had brought him for lunch, one hand reaching for a local paper. He smiled as L fell to his knees at his side, his eyes widening beseechingly one hand tugging slightly on Light's trouser leg. Light's own eyes widened as L accidentally made a small whimpering noise, he knew cake meant a lot to L, and it seemed now he was finding out just how much they meant to him.

"L," Light said warningly, looking down at L with a stern expression. L sagged back still looking up at Light imploringly.

Light gave L one more moment to contemplate a cake-less future.

"You can pick one slice to have now pet," Light said kindly, and reached out to pat L on the head. L gave him a winning smile before hurrying over to peruse the cake selection.

Light sat and calmly ate through his more balanced meal as L tried to come to a decision; he had thought it would take L awhile to choose and he was right. Light watched L impassively as he finally made a decision and after picking up a fork raised the first mouthful to his lips.

"I don't remember saying you could do that pet," Light said quickly, and smiled as the fork wobbled dropping the cake to the plate and L turned to look at him in confused horror. "Bring it here."

Realisation quickly dawned on L's face as he approached Light and sank once more to his knees, grateful for the soft carpet as he handed the plate to Light. L smiled as Light took the fork and picked up the fallen piece of cake. Light was going to feed him.

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