Main characters: L Lawliet, Beyond Birthday, A
MalexMale, Rated MA for Mature. (Varies in chapters)
DARK!
Authors Note:
"The year is 2020 and Beyond Birthday fanfictions are still a thing? Welp. To me yes.
Death Note has always been a series close to my heart and the untold stories of what happened at Wammy's House when L and his original successors were young, were always an interest to me. The boys at Wammy's are twisted individuals as we all are aware, L is not as calm and sane as he looks, B is an obsessed murderer, A couldn't bear the stress and comitted suicide, Near, Matt and Mello are equally as messed up. It makes you think what kind of place Wammy's House is."
-Overview of Trigger Warnings and Content warnings!-
Dark themes, Non-con, smut and sexual themes, physical and sexual abuse, grooming, death, self harm, torture, descriptive gore.
NOT ALL CHAPTERS! All chapters will have relative warnings at the beginning!
Overview:
B wasn't always a monster. But what makes a monster? Isolation? Pain? Losing those closest to you? Years of lies?
This is a dark, twisted story of how the stress of being trained to become the Worlds Greatest Detective can lead to so much grief.
(Please be sure to read the trigger warnings for each chapter. This is a dark story, and could be triggering for some readers.
Do not upset yourself. And with that, please do enjoy! )
CHAPTER 7 - CAPTIVE
(CW/TW: Non con sexual activity, body horror, mutilation, physical, sexual abuse.)
L woke up suddenly, the only indication of it being daytime was the light coming from under the door. He went to move, but the ache in his hips made him wince, falling back to his side. He swallowed, the taste of copper making him grimace.
Beyond was up bright and early, rather excited to see L again. He walked loudly up the corridor, making sure L knew he was coming, before opening the door to lay eyes on the curled up detective.
"Sleep well?"
Sitting up once more, the bound man hung his head low, having a severe headache. His lip was split and dried blood clung to it. He didn't care to answer, giving his response through his expression alone which in itself was pained and grim.
"I'll take that as a no." He walked slowly toward him, watching his every expression, especially as he got closer to him. Circling around the other man he eventually stopped, grabbing L's shoulders from behind, in order to scare him. "Cheer up Lawliet..It could be worse."
Jolting, he tensed up, his body rigid as Beyond grabbed him. He closed his eyes, letting out a shaky breath. "I'm aware of that." He replied, turning his head, looking to him.
"Are you? Really?" He sat down on the ground next to him, now at eye level, looking him up and down.
"Sore?" He continued to ask him stupid questions, wanting answers for them.
"Extremely." A low tone passed through L's lips, his eyes dreary and dimmer than they usually were. Beyond stared at him for a good ten seconds in silence, taking in how truly awful he must be feeling. "Good."
Beyond placed both his hands on L's cheeks, holding his head firmly with his bony fingers. "How much did you know about A, hm?" His thumbs ventured over his face, over his lips. Whilst bringing up the sore subject, Beyond continued to grotesquely touch his face, not even so much as blinking, "I want that pretty little mouth to lie to me some more~"
L flinched, stuttering a breath. His lips were dry and flaking and when he'd attempt to speak, Beyond's fingers would rub along his gums and teeth. He veered his head away, seemingly begging the other to stop using his eyes.
"Mph.. I hardly knew A, but read his file after his.. passing." He murmured, choosing his words carefully.
"So you didn't know him at all. The shit he went through, what we had between us." He looked off to the side dreamily for a moment then turned back to L. "You have no idea. And yet you had the nerve to exploit your power to me in prison, act like I was insane." His voice was low and gruff, "Like nothing I said to you was true."
"I did not. I wasn't focused on what was going on. I was busy." L turned his head away, looking at anything else but him. He wasn't fond of eye contact anyway, but especially with him.
"Busy enough to not answer any of my emails for years huh? Too busy to keep your promise to me?" Beyond noticed his avoidance of eye contact, grabbing his hair and yanking it towards him, their noses almost touching. "Look at me when I'm talking to you."
L had no choice, looking into those deep red pools. His sights switched between them, his lips parting for a moment, mentally preparing himself to even speak.
"I didn't even get a single email. I decided to reach out but nothing either. I assumed you'd got on with life, and thus so did I." He spoke clearly, watching each expression Beyond made carefully.
"I send hundreds. If not over a thousand emails to you L. All of them fully sent, even marked as read, all of them ignored. Don't fucking bullshit me!" Beyond raised his voice, it echoing around the cold room. L attempted to move back, gritting his teeth as he strained to get away, even pushing at Beyond with his foot. "Nh.. Why would I lie?"
"Because you were FAR to busy with your new life whilst working on ruining A's!" Beyond growled, reacting to L's various attempts to kick him. L had no chance. His fighting was useless and whatever he said had nothing in terms of reasoning. He couldn't say anything.
"I told you what you wanted!"
"No. You told me more bullshit." He leaned over him, pressing his forehead to L's, grinning to his growing irritability. "Don't touch me!" L seethed, the thought of going through that kind of assault again made him feel sick.
"Until you start telling me the truth, I'm going to do more than touch you." He gripped one of L's ankles, caressing the bony joint.
"I think I'm giving you more than a fighting chance to not get yourself hurt. Seems I'm being too nice."
Using both his hands he grabbed his foot, twisting it. He focused on the pressure points in order to painfully sprain it rather than fracture it, but L wouldn't feel any less pain.
Fighting out against him, L's foot fell from Beyond's grip several times before he seized it. He felt his foot twist and a white pain coarse through him..
L screamed out in agony, the immediate pain making him feel nauseous.
"And I'll do it to the other one too if you don't stop trying to fucking kick me, understand?!" He had to admit, hearing L scream like that was enough to make him need to relieve himself again, but that could wait.
"Such pretty noises L~ I never got to enjoy my victim's screams of agony, they were all unconscious." Beyond mentioned his murders, using it as a swift reminder that he knew very easily how to kill and maim bodies, just so he didn't doubt him.
L fell to his side, unable to steady himself. His ankle throbbed, his breathing heavy and laboured. He made a low whine, then rested his forehead against the cold floor.
"No more.."
"I could do this all day. You have two hundred and six bones I could break Lawliet, if you don't want me to, I suggest you start telling me the fucking truth."
B squatted down, his knees to his chest, mimicking the detective as he craned his neck to look him over. "You forced A to do all of that work. Didn't you."
L turned his head to face him, his eyes sodden with tears. "I didn't force anything on anyone!" He spat, his teeth clenched as he attempted to move. "I had nothing to do with how the program was taught."
"BULLSHIT! Why the fuck would he kill himself if he wasn't being forced huh!? He didn't want to do your work yet he was given impossible demands! AND YOU MADE HIM!"
Beyond screamed at him, his eyes burning as he spoke about his late lover. L furrowed his brow, looking deep in thought for a few moments, unsure on how to answer without sounding cruel. "Well.. if it means anything, I've hired teachers for each student who have shown interest." He winced, lifting his foot to observe the swelling.
"That doesn't mean shit! Does that bring A back!? Does that bring my fucking life back!? No!" He grit his teeth, "I fucking loved him! And you took him from me!"
"I cannot comprehend how it would feel." L had nobody he considered that close apart from Watari, however when it came to having a lover. He was naive. "I never intendedd for the system to lead to suffering.."
"I saw him dying L." Beyond's tone turned serious, his voice shaking a little as he recapped the most painful time of his life. "Every fucking day was one number closer to zero. And I couldn't make sense of it. He SWORE he wouldn't do it. And yet fate had sealed him, the fate YOU gave him."
"I wasn't there!" L argued, pushing himself forwards towards Beyond, attempting to stand up to him. "I had no part in A's death!" His lip began bleeding once more as it split.
"SHUT UP!" He punched L square in the face, hard enough to make his ears ring, he was sick of hearing him lie to his face, even after everything he'd done. "You're so fucking proud of yourself aren't you!?"
Blood gushed from his nose, his face hitting down hard against the floor. He could hardly hear a word B was saying, his mind and ears ringing loudly. L lay there, hardly able to stutter.
"I can't even look at you right now." B turned his back on him, heading out of the room again, "Think about your answer and how hungry and dehydrated you're about to get. And tell me the truth."
-
Slamming the door, he left L alone. Pulling his own hair, he hit his head on the wall, he needed to cool off, otherwise he'd straight up kill him. He left L for three full days, no food, no water, no contact, just leaving him to suffer and think on his actions.
By the end of the second day, L was parched, his head pounding and his eyes burning. He had to relieve himself where he lay, resting in his own urine. By the third, he'd passed out, having no energy to do anything but sleep and his ankle had swollen to double its size.
Beyond had been dealing with his overwhelming feelings on his own, smoking, having not done so since Wammy's and keeping himself away from L. After L's time out had run through it's course, he entered the room to find him passed out.
"Hm.." He checked his pulse, he was still alive. Cold, dehydrated skin, but alive. He picked L up, slinging the slim man over his shoulder, bringing him to the bathroom where he'd already ran a bath. He couldn't have him stinking up the place. L only stirred once he was lifted, his eyes peeling open weakly as he murmured, wondering what was happening, movement being very disorienting. He felt water surround his feet, his toes curling in response.
B stripped L naked, laying him in the bath, blood and dirt already coming off of his skin upon touching the warm water. Beyond used a sponge, starting to rub at the man's skin, having already cut the cord binding his wrists together. He trusted L wouldn't be foolish enough to try and fight him again for now.
The hot water welcomed him, his breath hitching before a low groan came from his throat. He was delirious, the lack of fluids having taken their toll. As a desperate attempt, he cupped some water in his hand, bringing it to his parted lips, drinking the stained water slowly.
"Don't drink that." Beyond put his hand over L's cupped ones, making him drop it back into the tub. "I'll get you some water and something to eat once you're clean. Just stay still."
He scrubbed his back, his chest, legs, arms, feet, lathering him up before using the shower to rinse it all off, moving on to washing his hair, sudsing it up and again rinsing it down. L's hair seemed a lot longer when it was wet and not up all wild and untamed. L lowered his hands back beneath the water, tilting his face to meet the shower, the falling water feeling like bliss against his battered skin. The blood soon washes from L's face, leaving his bruised nose and mouth on show instead.
After the rinse, he opened his eyes, focusing immediately on the bloody water, "hh.. hhn"
"Come on, out you get." B drained the bath, helping L to his feet, well foot, he'd be limping for a while. He wrapped a large towel around him, another over his head drying his hair the best he could. After, he brought him through to a different room, sitting him down on the sofa, fetching him a glass of water and some bread.
"Slowly. I don't need to be clearing up your vomit."
L was obedient, clutching heavily onto Beyond as he guided him to sit down. His eyes darted to the glass, his shaky hands taking it up to his mouth. He drank about half before turning his attention to the food, taking the slice and ripping a small chunk, pushing it into his mouth. As L pathetically nourished himself, Beyond sat opposite, observing him in silence, his neck craned to the side. He topped up the glass, then fetched L some instant noodles, practically what he'd been living off every day since leaving Wammy's house.
"It's not sweet, but it's all you're getting, so eat up."
Taking no notice of the man opposite. He finished up the bread and took the bowl, slurping the noodles up loudly. This may be the only source of food he'd receive for a long time, so made no objections. Emptying his bowl, he placed it down and downed the rest of the water, sighing in relief as he wiped his mouth.
"Did you think you were going to die?" He asked plainly, like it was the most normal thing to starve someone to the point of delirium. "How did it feel?"
L's gaze met his, his expression dropping immediately. "It was torture. I suppose you're proud of yourself." His voice was coarse and dry, having not spoken in a while. "Why do you care how I feel?"
"I don't." B stated, matter of factly, crossing his legs. "I'm simply curious. Think you could go through it again? Or are you ready to tell the truth?"
L knew an honest answer wouldn't work. He raised his legs to cross them, his swollen ankle on top. "I'm a murderer, I purposely indicated to Roger to make it hell for A. I didn't care unless I got a successor out of it." The detective spat his answer dryly in a condescending tone. "You think I'd lead a bright young man in which I wanted to surpass me after my death, to die before me?"
Beyond didn't seem to want this response either. It still seemed untrue, as if L was only saying what he thought B wanted to hear to stop him hurting him. A fair move, but not one Beyond was willing to accept. Instead of confronting him, B changed the subject, therefore leaving L's comment unaccounted for.
"Do you know what it's like to be burnt alive L? To have the smell of your own burning skin fill your nostrils as the pain sears throughout your entire body? Or maybe are you more familiar with carving your arms up so much you can hardly see the pigment of your skin for scar tissue?" He hissed.
L was silenced, his eyes averting away from Beyond again. He looked to his ankle, covering it with the towel. "No I don't, I'd prefer not to ever know of that pain." The detective's voice was rather solemn and quiet, wanting no action of his to get him hurt.
"See, I don't think you could possibly understand me or A until you do. Also until you learn to love something and lose it in 'tragic circumstances' "
L bit his lip, then his expression darkened as his mind mentally prepared itself for what he was about to say.. "Fine. I'll do it. Would that make you happy?"
"Hm?~ You'll do what? You'll have to be more specific L." B perked up, interested to hear what L thought he could do.
"You want me to carve my arm up? I'll do it. Would that suffice Beyond? Will you beat me otherwise?" He raised his tone, more aggressive than he'd intended.
"As much as I'd enjoy watching that, you think I'm stupid enough to give you a knife? How thick do you think I am?" Beyond growled, "Don't fucking take that tone with me."
"Then you do it." L sighed, not having even intended to use the knife. He grabbed the glass from the table and threw it his way, watching it shatter on the wall behind.
Beyond was left in a state of shock, having watched the glass near miss his head, shards flying everywhere. "Oh. Okay then."
He found it almost amusing that L would present him with a open opportunity like this. Picking up a angled shard, he grabbed L's wrist. L showed no signs of hesitating or fighting. He just stared ahead to him, allowing him to do this. "If this makes you happy. Go right ahead."
Beyond slid the glass over his arm, digging it in to form a deep incision, his blood spilling over the cut, much to B's delight. "Why do you want me to do this?~"
L's eye flinched as the incision was made, it stinging terribly. He stayed focused on him, then clenched his fist. "Nhn.. ah.. " he began whimpering, his voice breaking as the pain increased.
B licked at the blood blotching from his arm, the metallic smell filling the air. After he knew L could take the first one, he started slowly adding more up and down his pale skin, enjoying the his blood's rich colour contrasting against it.
L found his arm went numb around the third or fourth, seeming to space out, still whimpering. Blood dripped down onto his towel and the couch, staining it. "Enough.."
"You have enough when I say it's enough." He liked being in control again, loving that he wanted him to stop. He kept slashing at him, some lighter, but most of them deep.
L sighed and leaned forwards, his head falling to hit on B's shoulder. He hadn't intended this but he saw no point in moving after he had settled. "Fine.."
He eventually had enough, looking to the weary L who seemed to be laying on him.
"Comfy?~" He joked, throwing the glass shard to the side. "Don't go fainting on me." Having already blanked out a few times, L forced himself back to sit up, looking to the many wounds, now smothering his wrist and forearm. The pain alone had made him weary, blotches clouding his vision.
"You asked me to do it remember? So don't go feeling sorry for yourself." He pulled him back to his shoulder, stroking through his hair, "Hm, soft."
L just let the man play with his hair, taking in the scents around the room to ground himself. The man's shirt smelt clean, his warmth radiating though his shirt. His forehead was resting into the crook of his neck. "I assume my punishment for today is over? Or have you more torture in mind?" He asked drowsily, the pleasant feeling of his hair being fondled was a tiny lick of light in this dark place.
"Maybe. I'll make up my mind in due time. Until then just shut it."
He ran his fingers through his hair, caressing over his soft skin, fingering over his pale neck, turning his head to touch noses with him, his expression having softened.
"L?"
L was quiet and had lost his will to even fight. Coming to face him, his eyes opened steadily onto him, his expression pained and confused. "What..?"
"Kiss me." B murmured. He obviously didn't expect him to do it straight away, but he wanted very much to see his reaction to his interesting request.
L almost recoiled however his eyes averted to the man's lips as he spoke, then back up to him. L's expression was scrunched and taken aback by his request. "..Uh.."
He came to realise he'd never kissed someone, ever. He'd seen it on shows and in public but had hardly gave it a second thought. "..Kiss you? Why would I- ..." He obviously didn't want to, but L soon shut up, not wanting to aggravate the situation.
"Mhm~ Kiss me L." B soon realised that he was more embarrassed and nervous, than afraid, it being almost cute. He pressed his lips to L's softly, holding onto his bloody wrist as he did, keeping his eyes open to watch him for the time being.
L tensed up, pressing his lips together tightly as he was kissed. He took in a deep breath then began to loosen his mouth and attempt to match him, his pace being a little off. He had his eyes tightly shut and his free hand hand clung to his towel tightly.
"Mn.. open your mouth wider.." Beyond tried to teach him, pushing his tongue into his mouth, swirling it around his mouth, wanting him to copy him. "Mn~"
L did as he was told, his breath shaky as he slid his tongue over B's slowly, the sensation alone confusing him greatly. He began to get the hang of it, pushing his lips with his in time, much to his distaste.
"Mnn, there you go~" B hadn't kissed anyone since that night with A either, forgetting how nice it was. He pumped his lips along with L's, moving to sit in his lap.
L winced, Beyonds weight upon his ankle sent a shock through him, though after moving it he resumed with the kiss, tilting his head up to reach him. He kept his hands to his sides, not wanting to knock his arm. Eventually B moved his lips down his jaw, and over his neck, nipping and sucking on his soft skin, purring down his ear, with a light moan, enjoying himself.
L felt himself flush, his teeth dragging over his lower lip as a low groan came from his throat. He knew he had no chance of escaping, and lashing out led to injury. This was truly vile but he preferred pleasure increasingly more than the thought of more pain. His body began to react to the stimulus as well, becoming slowly aroused as Beyond touched him in just the right was very interested in L's sudden submission to him. The sounds coming from him were truly delightful, and it it only pushed B to make more.
He took hold of the towel, it stained with blood, pulling it down to expose L's bruised chest. He ran his hands over his skin, over his chest, up and down his sides and toyed with his nipples all whilst sucking on his neck more.
L didn't really know what to do. His body and breath trembled, and though he was afraid, the only comfort he had was B. He slowly reached to rest his hands at Beyond's sides, assuming it was right. He tried to do what came naturally, sighing as he began to sink backwards into the sofa, his fingers tracing up and along Beyond's back.
Beyond's eyes opened as he felt L's hands on his back, having not expected this one bit. Looking to L's blushing face, he fought himself to say something, but figured it might ruin it so instead continued touching him.
B lowered his hands, cupping his bony hips, teasing over his V-line, before taking hold of L's length, it already becoming hard. "Oh~"
L fought hard not to either, wanting so badly to force him off. He kept himself going however, watching Beyond like a hawk as his dick was touched. He had only ever touched himself, someone else doing it was truly different, his stomach visibly tensing as he inhaled sharply. Beyond slowly stroked his captive, feeling him tense. Beyond could tell how hard he was trying not to react, to retaliate. It was almost adorable to watch.
"Hey Lawli? You ever had your dick sucked?"
"Huh.." L's eyes visibly widened as his body went again rigid. "No.. I can't say.. I ever have." He stuttered, his voice actually for once shy and taken aback, his fingers anxiously curling around B's shirt tightly.
"Want me to?.." He'd already gone to his knees, between L's legs, looking up at him with his eyes narrowed, his tone seductive. "It'll feel good~"
As he spoke, he still continued to slowly jerk him off, keeping eye contact with him. L was already blushing intensely, his eyes strained as he frowned from the motion of B's hand, it admittedly feeling very pleasant. L sighed, knowing he didn't exactly have a choice in the matter averting his gaze to the wall. "Just.. do it."
"Mnn, good boy~" Taking no time to hesitate, he wrapped his lips around L's erection, taking him all in with his hot mouth,still looking up at him, not wanting to miss a single reaction out of him. "Mnnnhh~"
The sudden warmth and wetness of B's mouth still took L completely off guard, a low moan coming from him. He quickly reached his fingers to his mouth, nipping and biting at his nails and the skin around them, trying to muffle his voice. Goosebumps covered his body and his erection throbbed, L's body already building to a finish only a minute in. "Ah.. Ahhnn.." he sighed, holding it back as best he could.
It would only take a few more before L practically exploded in his mouth, all these sudden stimulus had deemed too much.
L lay back, a practical wreck, his breathing rapid and his body twitching.
Beyond had barely done anything, but hearing those moans was worth it. He slurped up his cum, swallowing it audibly. "Adorable~ You couldn't handle it huh?~" B smirked, his eyes meeting L's strained ones.
L attempted a glare, but his orgasm was still pulsing through him, forcing smaller moans out with each exhale. "Nhn.. I suppose you're happy with yourself.. "
"Very~ I didn't expect you to cum so easily, if anything I figured it'd be a challenge. One I clearly didn't need to prepare so much for." He kissed his inner thighs then rose up to kiss his neck again, licking up his jaw. L grit his teeth, tilting his head back against the cushions, coming to rest his chin upon his own shoulder.
"Nhn.. " His fingers untangled from B's shirt to fall to his side, limp. His arm was still stinging, though the initial pain had subsided, his mind having been distracted.
"You know, I thought you'd prefer physical pain over this kind of damage to that big ego of yours. I figured your dignity was more important than your life and body. Seems I was mistaken."
"I'm thinking about my overall survival Beyond. If I let you pleasure me, I consider that more of a victory than being brutally tortured. Even if I do hate it." L explained himself, glancing to his arm. "And I have no intention of being killed from an infection or blood loss."
"Good point, though I do distinctly remember you telling me to kill you before we even got here. Do you not think it's brutal torture to start sexually craving your captor? Stockholm syndrome right? Knowing it's wrong, but yet depending on me for every bit of nourishment you get?" B smirked, speaking in a dark tone.
"I do not sexually crave you. I never will Beyond." L was stern, fully aware he was completely exposed and helpless at the current moment. "I'm not doing this because I want to."
"You will. Now you've had the pleasure of another, you'll want it again and you will want more. It won't be long before you're begging for me to fuck you into the ground." Beyond growled, sexually sinister, knowing it was true. "I won't always be so nice to you~"
L remained silent, his body recovering fully now from his release. He was fatigued from it, his body in a state of zen, even if his mind wasn't. B read through L's silence, finding it amusing.
"You're so troubled. What will you do? If you don't die, you'll go insane."
Just wanting him to shut up, he attempted to move himself, shuffling his body more upright. He pushed on Beyond's shoulder. "Stop.."
"Stop what? Telling the truth? Explaining how the rest of your life is going to pan out? Does it scare you L?" He purred.
"I've told you, you lunatic!" He barked, having had enough of Beyond's repetitive questioning. "I am not scared, I have no choice in being here and have told you my side several times."
"...Fine."
Beyond stood up, glaring at L for a good while before heading out again, locking the door, without a word or any hint on what his next plans would be or how long he would be there.
L sighed once he'd left. His arms were untied so it was a small victory amongst hell. He glanced around the room, nothing of any sort to use for an escape. He could however crawl if he needed.
Pulling the towel around himself, he attempted to keep himself warm, curling up beneath it.
-
Beyond left him alone for the rest of the evening having stayed in his own room for a few hours to think. What did he even want from L? Did he want him to be afraid? Did he want complete submission? Did he just want to kill him and make him pay for A? Distracting himself with the events of earlier that day, B started touching himself, the memory of L's sounds resonating in his ears. This was nice.. for now.
L had taken this alone time to just sit and ponder every possible way he could escape. He could kill the man, take his car and just drive until he found a serviceable telephone. But he could hardly stand and knew B was physically stronger than him, and L was only getting weaker.
After having been inside L, self pleasure wasn't cutting it any more. After several attempts to get himself off, he gave up going back to check up on his prisoner.
"You done talking back to me?"
L's head shot up as the door opened, having been in a daze for the last hour. "Depends on what you ask." He responded dryly, huddled up with the towel around everything but his head.
"No. This kind of attitude is what got your ankle fucked up. If you don't start behaving I'm going to limit your vocabulary to yes sir and no sir, okay? I've been more than lenient with you."
L didn't respond, just staring at him from across the room. He swallowed and then began to bite at his thumb.
"Good. You are able to hold your tongue. Why don't you put that pretty mouth to better use."
He approached him again, unzipping his jeans and releasing his half hard dick. L looked surprised, his eyes falling to the man's length. He again had no experience, finding the request revolting. "And.. if I don't?" He asked quietly, already know what the answer would be. B didn't answer L's question, giving him a discerning look, referring to him answering back to him. He pressed himself up against L's lips, taking hold of his chin making him look at him, dominantly. "Do as your told."
L had no choice. He frowned, then slowly parted his lips, attempting to think of this as a sweet. He glazed his tongue slowly over the tip before taking Beyond into his mouth, loudly sucking and slurping at it, his spit soaking him.
"Anh..mm~" Beyond again was taken by surprise that L was as good at that as he was. He breathed heavily through his teeth, giving L a half lidded stare as he watched him suck him off.
"Look up at me, I wanna see you enjoy my dick~"
L opened his eyes, slowly rolling them up to look at him, a blush adorning his face yet again. He bobbed his head, then leant back to lick the precum from the tip. Beyond bit his lip, his breath hitching as he was pleasured. "Fuck..Mnh, yeah like that, fuck you're good at this."
He couldn't get over how hot it was for the worlds greatest detective to be so submissively sucking his cock. He gripped L's hair, bucking his hips into his mouth, aiming to make him gag. L moaned in protest at the harder pace, his fingers digging tightly into B's hips and eventually he gagged hard, backing off to hit the sofa, panting.
"Nhh... did I say you could fucking stop?" Beyond seethed, crawling up over L again, pissed that L had ruined his flow. L held his mouth, still coughing. Shaking his head, he pressed his hand to B's chest, trying to get a little space for a moment.
Beyond didn't take kindly to L's bitching, reaching to L's mouth, ripping his hand away and forcing it open, sliding his dick back inside it.
"You stop when I'm fucking done!"
L sighed, tasting him once again. His eyes fell shut and he continued on, feeling the intensity of B's thrusts starting again. In retaliation, he bit down, clamping his teeth into him.
"AAGH! You fucking- Ngh! Fuck.." b backed off, having felt the pain surge through his most sensitive part of his body. He ripped away from him, seething with an anger fueled pain. "You think that's fucking funny?"
L wiped his mouth, glaring at him as he sat back, eyeing him down. He moved his hand, revealing a smirk.
"Oh you do huh!? GHh.. This is funny!?" He fought through the pain he was in, grabbing L by the hair roughly dragging him up to his feet, forcing him to put pressure on his foot. He got up in his face, spitting in it, throwing him to the floor. "STILL WANT TO SMIRK AT ME LAWLIET!? I'll fucking kill you!"
L gasped and whined as his hair was grabbed, hardly having a chance to react as he felt the throbbing pain from his ankle shot up to his knee. As soon as he knew it, he was tumbling to the floor, hitting his head and bruising his shoulders. He sat up immediately, scooching backwards until he hit the wall, wiping his face from spit. L was now utterly exposed, his towel left behind upon the sofa.
Beyond was livid, but he was too sore to fuck him right now. Instead he reached into his jeans pocket, flicking out a knife. Bringing it right up to L's face. "You're officially pissed me off Lawli. Now. Open up." He gripped his mouth, pressing his thumb to the base of his mouth, forcing his jaw open to slide the knife in his mouth.
L almost stopped breathing entirely, his mouth wide as he felt the cool side of the knife against his tongue. His eyes practically begged him to stop, them filled to the brim with fear.
"See? Heh.. You'd rather risk your own teeth than suck me off." He chuckled darkly as he ran the knife over his back teeth, jangling the metal across his enamel.
"You're fucking stupid."
L was afraid, the sharp blade making him flinch. He attempted to remain calm. L's heart was thudding, it about to come through his ribs.
Beyond growled at him, stroking the blade over his tongue and letting it clang over his back molars. "You're teeth aren't in bad shape considering the amount of sugar you consume. Though you should take better care of them. You might need fillings.. or even some removed."
L began wishing the wall would swallow him, a bead of sweat sliding down from his forehead. The knife itself had clouded from L's hot and heavy breaths.
Beyond glared back into L's wide and terrified eyes, enjoying his fear. Saying no more, he kissed L's sweaty forehead, sinking the cold, pointed tip of the blade into his back gums, twisting it and shedding mercilessly into them. L's hands lunged forward to grab hold of him, the piercing of the blade making him scream out murder. His mouth pooled with blood as he felt a click from his jaw. He went to close his mouth only to slice his lip against the sharp edge.
"You're only going to hurt yourself, keep still." Beyond reached his hand inside his mouth and started tugging at his target tooth, but it didn't budge, making B pout with disappointment, sighing to L like it was his fault. He then restarted the process, twisting the knife in and under the tooth, drawing out it out even longer.
Blood filled saliva dripped down his chin, his eyes rolling back to cope with the pain. He wished for the tooth to come out quickly, but of course it didn't. He couldn't even prepare for the next attempt, the searing pain beginning yet him in so much pain made Beyond smile ear to ear, it being so good to hear him suffering. Almost.. too good.
"You don't need to complain so much, it's only like a trip to the dentist. His fingers in his mouth were coated in his blood, twisting the tooth in it's root. "Nearly~"
B placed the blade below it and then like a lever, gave it one sharp jolt, tearing the tooth from his mouth.
L gave one last scream, hearing a loud click as his molar finally gave. He watched it hit the floor, more blood spilling from the wound; every time he spat it out, it only filled back up. Beyond retrieved his tooth, holding it up to his eye. "Aw, a little consolation prize for my efforts, I'll keep it safe don't worry." He looked down to L's pathetic display, it making him hard. Licking at L's quivering, salty and blood stained lips he grinned to himself.
"Ready to try again?" B didn't give L much of an option, yanking his jaw opening his mouth to see the blood pumping from it, he shoved his dick back into his soaked mouth, it being so hot around him. "Suck it."
L was exhausted, though could guess how Beyond was going to react if he didn't do as he was told. L's lips closed around his dick, only able to taste blood, and salt. He shook in terrible pain but managed to begin sucking on him, having to swallow his blood now instead of spit.
Feeling his throat tighten around him made Beyond moan out, tilting his head back. Second time lucky, he didn't feel any teeth, meaning he could actually enjoy himself.
The bloody metallic smell filled his nose, the warmth around his dick was indescribable. "Fuck.. awh.. yeah~"
Whimpering from the pain, L tried his best to make it feel good. His gaze settled on him, almost vengeful as he bobbed his head, the added 'wetness'making it easier. Not too longer, Beyond felt his orgasm coming, holding L's head as he thrust into his mouth throat, his dick was soaked with bloody saliva. He threw his head back, releasing into L's mouth, filling it with hot, sticky cum.
Once he'd finished, he pulled out of L's mouth, panting hard, throwing his hand across L's lips, covering it. "Swallow. " L groaned as B finished in his mouth, wanting so badly to spit it out. His eyes pleaded with him, his jaw aching. "Mhnn.." a loud swallow soon followed, a loud breath coming from him.
He released his hand from his mouth, gripping his chin,, pinching it between his thumb and forefinger, wanting to look him over.
"Awh, good boy. That wasn't so bad was it. Hmm~"
Beyond relished in L's exhaustion and pain, finally feeling a sense of revenge from looked to him, a frown adorning his flustered face. Blood and cum spilling from his lips down onto his hand. The swelling had already begun, hindering him from talking for a few days. He backed off and wiped the blood to his sleeve. After L had calmed down, Beyond decided to tie his hands up again, the freedom to fidget clearly having gone to his prisoners head last time.
After firmly tying them together, he left him alone for a few more hours, to sort some food, knowing it'd be painful for him to eat. He remained on the floor, still processing what had happened. L's jaw only swelled more, the aching becoming more unbearable. Attempting to move, he crawled towards the couch. Taking a deep breath, he pushed himself up by his feet, screaming out as his ankle strained. He landed comfortably, them moving to lay on his side, wanting to rest.
