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 9: Playing Hard To Get
(CW: Sexual Themes, Stockholm)

L sat in the stained tub, until until the water went cool, staring into space as his nose ached, his sinuses clogged and sore. Shakily standing, he got up, made a good attempt to dry himself. Disoriented, L managed to find some clothes, returning to his spot on the sofa. Beyond had messily thrown together a cheese and ham sandwich and a glass of water for L, again more prison food, just to make things a little more uncomfortable for the detective.

As he buttered the bread, B looked up and down his forearms where L had clawed at him for air. Peeled skin and harsh scratches lining his already discoloured and burnt arms. They stung, some even bleeding. Ignoring them, Beyond sighed and brought the glass and plate through, surprised to see L sitting there, figuring he'd have been trying to escape or even that he would even still be in the bath tub.

"Feel better now?" He asked, sarcastically.

L was in the middle of dozing off, his eyes heavy and his breathing shallow. The bath had taken it out of him completely, his mind still fogged. B's voice snapped him out of it a little, but decided the best place he could look was his own feet, far too afraid to cause any further issues.

"Well? I know I always feel good after a bath." B put the food and water down in front of L, watching him closely.
"You really that scared to talk now?"

L brought his hands to his cheeks, his cold fingers reaching up into his still wet hair, grasping it. He didn't want to even look at him, but he knew being stubborn to him only brought his death closer. He couldn't win. He didn't know what to do, much to B's pleasure.

"Are you even listening? Helloooo!?" Beyond waved his hand in L's face, "You there Lawli? Or have I broken you completely? Hm?~"

L moved his head up slowly to finally look death in the face, fixating his gaze to B's. "No..I'm... I'm here." He murmured, his voice hoarse.

"Good. Now eat." B sat down next to him, his back up against the sofa, his legs crossed as he lit up a cigarette, took a long drag and puffed out a cloud of smoke. "Hm~"

L's eyes averted to the burning cigarette, since when did Beyond smoke? It didn't really matter though, so he wouldn't give it much thought, deciding to take the sandwich to his lips, slowly biting into it. Beyond coughed a little, yet still took another drag.
"Y'know I haven't had one of these for years. It's said that both smell and taste are responsible for keeping the most vivid memories. They remind you of so much." With his last words, Beyond blew the smoke in L's face, smirking as he noted L's face crinkle and start coughing. L disliked the strong smell, his nose wrinkled and his lips curled onto a frown.
"Perhaps." He sighed, having only eaten a few bites, hating the taste of ham.

"Hmm?" B noticed L's expression, his own turning to one of someone who had slaved away cooking for hours only to be met with a picky child.
He looked to the sandwich and back. "You don't like it? I had to eat this shit and sleep on the floor in prison so, don't be so picky. Pft. Rich people."

"Why complain?" L mumbled, his tone somber and sad. "I'll starve I suppose." He didn't have much of an appetite to begin with, his mouth tasted like soap and his chest still heaved like he could vomit any second. Still, he settled back, trying not to breath in the smoke and relax a little bit, hoping B would leave him alone for a while at least.

"That would be so boring now. You dying of starvation after everything you put yourself through?"B continued smoking until it was there was hardly anything left but the filter. "Wanna try one?"

"No.. thank you." L shook his head, fiddling with his shirt. It smelt like B, which was rather strange, but it was at least clean. Pulling the sleeves over his hands, not wanting to see his new scars, he attempted to make himself more comfortable. "I tried once as a teen, never liked it."

"You tried one? Huh. Can't see you doing 'normal' teenager things. What else did you do other than work?" B tilted his head, laying back, interested in what L got up to in his years away from the hell he called Wammy's House.

"I did many strange things when I was a teenager like any other would. I tried things out and found what I liked." L was as being outwardly honest as he could be, "I suppose I just didn't go out much."

"Honestly, the world is a weird place." B didn't really have a great opinion in this subject, having basically been kept as a prisoner at Wammy's, ending up too traumatised and messed up to lead a normal life after he left. He had only bothered planning his revenge and then ended up in prison. He didn't see the world either.

The moment of silence made L feel a little calmer, as calm as a man in his position could be. After tracing his finger between the tight space of his neck and the vile collar B had dressed him with, he sighed tiredly, moving to lean his head on B's shoulder for the sheer warmth. B allowed it, resting his own head on L's. It was like they were a couple making up after a small fight where a few words had been said and there'd been some tears, definitely nothing close to the reality where L was a prisoner who had their life threatened twice in one day.
"I bet you hate me so much huh."

"I could say the same to you." L managed a smirk but it fell flat a moment later. "Though," Suddenly an idea sparked in L's mind. He wasn't giving up on himself yet. He didn't have to live like this until B decided he was bored.
"I do have a proposal. If you're interested?" He leaned his head up to the side, his lips close to the other's. As disgusting as it made him feel, L could use their ...strange dynamic to his benefit, all he had to do was tempt him.

"Oh? I didn't think we were at that stage of our relationship yet?~" Beyond joked, though intrigued so he laughed it off in his mind rather than out loud. "What?"

"I was thinking you take me back to my hotel." L spoke softly cautious not to get caught in his trick. "The one with my things in it. Y'know, my entire life's work."

Beyond raised a brow, genuinely confused. "And.. why would I do that? There is also a whole lot of people that could witness .. this. Why would I risk that hm? You have to be pulling my leg right now?"

"It would be more suspicious if we did not return, don't you think? Also considering Watari will also be suspicious, it would be in your best interest to make everything seem normal." L lifted up, looking B in the eyes, a pleading look on his face.

"So? What, you're asking me to take you back there? And you really think I'm going to trust you not to call somebody? Cause I am not going back to fucking jail." B stared deep into those black voids, L had to be stupid to think he could trick him into this. "No way."

"You will have full control of 'L' and a nice warm bed to sleep in. Food at will. A hot, clean shower. And well.." L smiled, his fingers sliding slowly up and down B's chest.
"Peace and quiet to kill me."

There was something about L stroking his chest, smiling up at him whilst talking about his death that was severely messing with B's mind. "Are you.. trying to turn me on whilst saying that? Cause you are." Beyond couldn't stand L pulling that face, using that whispered, almost moaning tone with him, it drove him crazy.

"I'll come willingly and nobody will be looking for me, besides," L knew he was getting to him, his voice resonating that delectable purr, he knew B liked.
"It'll be liked old times. Doing cases."

Beyond felt himself getting hard just listening to him, not really 100% listening to his words at this point. "Mmn.. maybe. You drive a hard bargain~"

L had to get back to that hotel, it was the only hope he had. Time to bring out the big guns. He placed a hand on B's bulge, squeezing it.
"The faster we get the the more quickly you can have what you desire, B." He pecked the other's lips, his tongue sliding across his upper lip hungrily.

Beyond's eyes moved from L's lips to his eyes as he growled at him. He just wanted to fuck him right there and then.
"Mnh, It takes ages though. And you're already teasing me.~"

"I'd rather you pound me into a soft bed rather than this sofa." Those words coming out of his mouth made L want to vomit, but it was working. So he had to keep it up. He'd do anything at this point to get out. He moved off, wiping his mouth as he stood, smirking down at Beyond, knowing he'd gotten what he wanted.

Beyond sighed, pouting, getting to his feet. He fingered at the collar L was still wearing, hooking his forefinger around the ring, bringing L to his face, roughly.
"This suits you I think. But I can put it back on once we get there." Reaching behind L's neck, stroking along his jaw as he did, he unlocked the collar, tossing it to the bed "Just let me grab a few things."

B didn't trust L, he had no reason to, and besides, why ruin his fun? He took his bag, and packed everything he had, which didn't consist of much other than a few shirts, jeans, underwear, a knife and various other.. tools. "Come on then." Beyond unlocked the door, gripping L's arm tightly so he didn't make a run for it.
L did as he was told, following alongside B to the car, this time he sat in the front seat, looking more natural than the last time.

"No funny business okay." Beyond slammed the door shut, putting the child locks on before hot wiring the car to get it started."This car crashes, we both die."
It was late, and these roads were so out of the way, he wouldn't run into another car for miles, so he could go as fast as he liked. L immediately put his seat belt on, smiling for a moment before he gripped the seat either side. He was at least a little more hopeful that he'd survive a little longer. If he could just get to his computer.
"I assume you didn't pass any sort of test." L asked, wanting to make conversation.

"Nahh! It's pretty simple actually." Beyond bragged, "I'm a pretty good driver, I just can't afford my own car, I don't exactly want a bunch of legal documents attached to me either."

After a while of speeding down winding roads, B slowed down, wanting to cruise and relax a little, much to L's relief. His nails released from the fabric of the chair he sat on, taking this time to look out of the window at the night sky, wanting nothing more than fresh air. The two remained in silence for the most part, B's mind still very much focused on L submitting to him again. How forward he'd just been, to deceive him or not, it had turned him on to no end and it had gotten too much for him to handle. He needed release.
Taking one hand off the wheel, B started stroking L's thigh, squeezing on it as he gave him a naughty side eye. L, who'd been daydreaming, came from it once he felt the warm palm, his eyes trailing down to the other's hand, feeling himself get hard by the touch alone, his hips having that familiar ache.

"I can't wait.. " B's voice sounded desperate, begging almost. He drew his fingers over L's inner thigh, cupping his bulge, before pulling his buttons open with one hand and started stroking L's dick, still driving slowly. L groaned as he felt himself being handled, his dick already hard and eager to be touched. No not now. L wanted to wait until he got to the hotel, that was the point of this. L cursed at himself for getting them into this situation, but if he denied him now, he may end up raped over the front of a car and tossed in a ditch, never to be found again. He had to do this. It would be better if he just played along. L breathed out heavily as if giving in. "Pull over. Now.."

B didn't need to be asked twice. He swerved over to the side of the road, the car jolting before coming to a complete stop. Keeping the engine running so he didn't need to wire it again, he turned towards the detective, a lustful gaze obvious in his crimson stare.

L had already un-clipped his seat belt, taking the man in an eager kiss as he slipped into the backseat, making an attempt to slide his jean's down with his shaking hands. Beyond too made his way into the back of the car, relieving him and L of their clothes. He licked his lips hungrily as his hand returned to L's length which was already dripping with pre-cum. "Awh fuck.. you really want me this bad huh?~" He moaned.

Gripping the handle above the now clouded windows, L steadied himself, his other hand tangling itself in B's hair. "Nhn..Mhm..Just do it. "

"Mnnh~" Beyond lowered and sucked on L's tip, shoving two fingers straight into his ass, slowly pushing them in and out, not wanting to waste any time. He bobbed his head in time with his hand. L moaned out, his head pressing back against the rest. His knees juttered and his toes curled. At times his hips would involuntarily buck, his body unable to cope with both spots being stimulated at once. B didn't prepare him for long, wanting so badly to be inside him, he loved L's reactions, and wanted more and more of them. Pulling out his fingers and raising up, he sat down sideways in the seat behind the drivers seat, pulling L on top of him, "Sit on me.."

Without hesitation, L crawled forwards, kissing Beyond's thigh before taking his dick into his mouth for a moment, packing his length with spit. B may not have prepared him much, but he was damned if he was going to let this hurt again. Once he was content with the lubrication, he moved on, settling a leg either side of B. From there he guided the tip inside of himself, then sunk down, the two almost moaning in sync. B looked down at L's ass, taking his length in, his eyes panning up to his face, seeing his expression, hearing those deep moans.

The killer put both his hands on L's face, pressing his lips to his, shoving his tongue in his mouth, his hands moving up into the man's messy hair, pulling at it, as he thrust his hips up into him. L went to put his hand on the glass to support himself but it slid, right down, leaving a trail down it. The heat in the car had already become too much.
His fingers instead caught on the door, using it to push himself up and down. His moans muffled against Beyond's lips, his kisses deep, wet and sloppy. The sound of their skin slapping against one another made his heart race, as his arms hugged B in a close embrace around his shoulders, the pleasure intense. Even if it was to trick B into keeping him alive, L had to admit, this definitely felt better than any forceful position he'd been in prior. He felt he had a little more control this way.

Beyond moved in time with L, making sure to push as deep as he humanly could. "Awhh.. fuck...Nh.. Mnnn~" he moaned out loudly, his breath hitching in his throat as he held L close to him, clawing at his hips as he pushed him down on his dick. "This feels so fuckin' good."

L could barely speak, nodding on agreement as he moved more slowly, feeling his release bubbling inside. His lips, now plump and wet, pressed to B's forehead, his hot breaths shaking with each of Beyond's thrusts. "I'm gonna..I'm gonna cum soon.."

Beyond melted at those words. He kept going, pacing to and from a slow pace to a slamming in and out of him roughly to satisfy both their needs.
"Fuck!" B's hot breath panted over L's skin as his heart raced, his hips aching as he felt his orgasm rising through him. He eventually couldn't take it any more and threw his head back releasing inside L's body, his hips quivering. L felt his insides fill up with the warm fluid, it setting his own off. His eyes rolled back and his body arched, his cum pooling onto B's stomach. With one last clumsy kiss, L pulled back and rested on the seat, riding out the rest of his orgasm.

Beyond rested back on the seat, panting hard,wanting nothing more than to fall asleep, but once his orgasm faded away, the realisation that they were in the back of a car in the middle of nowhere came to the front of his mind. "Ah.. shit.."

L sighed, squirming to get his jeans back up. He groaned before returning to the front seat, pushing his head back into the rest and laughing softly to himself. Mostly in disbelief to his willingness, he had even convinced himself he'd enjoyed it that time. Beyond followed suit, getting back into the front seat, stretching as he started the car back on their journey to the hotel.

Rather awkwardly, but to L's preference, the two remained in silence for a little longer before B spoke up.
"What's the real reason you want to go back to the hotel hm? You know I won't exactly let you go fooling around on the computer, I know the power you have over law enforcement."

"I don't expect you to give me much leniency, however I can at least order cake instead of that stuff you served me. No offence." L sighed, almost shaking from the mere thought of sugar.

"I didn't exactly have an 'L' budget." Beyond scoffed, knowing the other had money to burn. "Don't you think I miss sweet stuff too? It's been years. Wammy's only got shitter and prison .. well." He trailed off, sighing. He wondered why he'd even left L alive. And why he was giving him what he wanted by going to the hotel. He was supposed to be making him suffer.. not order expensive cakes. His plan was slowly unravelling, and it irked him. Had he really been fooled that badly? Was he out of control?

"I have more money than I can spend in several lifetimes. I don't tend to brag about it but since you are here, you should know I spend most of my wealth on food and accommodation." L stared blankly to the road ahead. "They have room service so I assume jam is going to be a regular."

B didn't answer, but the thought of eating jam again after so long was enough to make him drool.
"Look, maybe once. But this isn't a vacation, ok? Don't forget why I'm even here with you. It seems we both got sidetracked." Beyond's tone had hardened. The cheerful, carefree one of the past few hours having faded completely.

"Agreed." L furrowed his brow and shut up. He'd put them in this situation, he had to ride it out, though it bothered him how aroused he'd let himself become back there.
"I'd rather at least die comfortably."

"Mm.. Death can be so peaceful for some." B's tone turned solemn, thinking about the pain he was in whilst he was burning, how A must have suffered.
"It's part of the reason I drugged my three victims. I may have ended their lives but.. I didn't want them to suffer. Not really."

L didn't respond, knowing he was on sensitive ground so held his tongue. He glanced to him, knowing how A had affected him. "Perhaps I should donate.."

"Donate?" B responded quickly, "To some kind of suicide charity or something?" His voice was still sad but still held a harshness to it. "Do what you want. It won't bring him back."

"It'll help those who are feeling that way now though." L drew a square shape on the window mindlessly, finding himself feeling rather solemn too, the topic of conversation making him feel a wave of guilt.

"People like that don't need money. They need people to give shit about 'em. Not hurt them, not treat them like shit, not give them meaningless things to stress about..." Beyond sighed. "Look just shut up about this ok.. I'm not talking to you about this. You don't care, so why should I?"

L passed him a glare and curled his fist. He then turned more away from him so he could ignore him more easily. Usually being the one to argue, he had backed off and began to sulk. "Are we nearly there?" He asked bluntly.

"Fuck knows. We'll get there when we get there."

For the rest of the car ride, it was painfully silent. B was irritated and just wanted to get into the city as soon as possible. His mind wandered, thinking about A, the cars they'd steal, on the road, on the run together, causing chaos through the streets. He smiled sadly to himself, keeping his eye on the road as they neared their destination. They pulled up a block away from the hotel, not wanting to pin the car to the hotel considering it was stolen. Beyond sighed, staring forward as he realised the danger he was in of getting caught. As soon as he opened this door, L could run. Before he opened the door, he harshly gripped L's wrist, digging his nails into it, making him wince. "You run? I will catch you."

L nodded. The temptation was there, but that's not why he was there, he needed his work. He needed that computer. "Understood."

"Come on get out." B demanded, making it quick so he could get onto L's side to take back his grip of him, leading him back into the building. The two headed straight up and once inside, L took a scan of the room, noting nothing had moved since he'd left, it making him immediately relax.

B stretched, looking around,, eyeing the sofa he'd first seen L on when they were there last. "How long did you book this out for? I thought you only stayed in places a few days at a time, wouldn't they have booked the room out to someone else at this point?"

"I pay them for a few weeks in the case something was to happen to me." The detective explained, noting his laptop had died along with his spare phone. He immediately took the menu from the table, looking through it for the desserts. Beyond was incredibly paranoid of their new situation. This guy had the power to have the entire FBI at his door in minutes with the click of a button. Phone calls for desserts could be code for anything, and it was making him very uneasy.

L took a pen, slowly and very easily underlining every item he wanted. He then passed the menu over to Beyond. "Considering I'm not allowed to touch anything with wifi. Here. You make the order." He rolled his eyes and settled himself on the king sized bed, resting on his side.

Beyond took the menu from him, seeing the amount L had ordered, a long with the steep prices, scoffing. He made the order for L, adding a slice of cake for himself, and requesting a jar of jam on its own. After the order was placed, he looked over at L who was faced away from the rest of the room laying on his side.
"Are you sulking?"

L was fast asleep,lightly snoring, his mouth hanging open, and his thin body limp. The comfort of the soft linens below had almost knocked him out immediately.

After no answer, Beyond circled the bed , surprised to see L dozing. He looked so peaceful, it making B's face soften as he reached out to touch his thick, dark hair, tousling his fingers through it.

"Why'd you have to do this hm?" He mumbled to himself. He'd liked L all those years ago. He'd really liked him. And for such a long time he obsessed over seeing him again. but circumstance brought them here, to their situation, and he'd only grown to detest moments like this made him feel almost guilty, though it didn't stay for very long.

Responding to Beyond's hand, L made a small noise, raising his thumb to his lips and beginning to suck and lick at it. It seemed this was a long time comforting thing L had kept a habit of even since he was small.

"Cute.."

The amount of food ordered freshly made would take a while anyway, so B took this time to slip beside L, doing his best not to wake him, wrapping his arm over him, curling up to perfectly fit next to L and hold him closer.

The warmth was nice, feeling L's deep breaths, his nose pressed into his back, taking in his smell. Beyond found himself feeling drowsy too.

-!BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!-

L shot up to the sound of the buzzer, lifting Beyond's arm from around him before rushing to the door, greeting the maid before taking the trolley of sweets in for himself. B's heart leapt from his chest as he shot awake to the buzzing sound, having never seen L move so fast. Closing the door behind him, the detective reached for the cake with fierce desperation, bringing the soft sponge to his mouth and taking the most gluttonous bite.

B held his head, rubbing his eyes before getting up to join him. "Jesus.. you missed cake that bad?" B asked, unwrapping his own slice. It did look good. L moaned loudly from the first bite, setting down to sit on the floor with his back go the wall, soon just having the icing to lick from his fingers. After a moment of calming himself, he returned to the platter and started picking off fruits and berries, tasting a little but of everything. B eventually dug into his own cake, melting as he bit into the soft sponge. "Fuck."

He eyed the jar of jam, grabbing it and sinking his fingers into it, bringing a scoop to his mouth. "Oh fuck..That is heaven." He slurped it off his hand, physically drooling as he did.

L took a chocolate eclair, eating half in one mouthful. Chocolate coated his upper lip and fingertips, though he didn't care one bit how messy he was. This was bliss, and by the time he'd had his fill, he crouched, sucking his fingers clean. Both of them shared an equal bliss as they ate their sweets, it almost comical how much they both reacted to the tastes.

"You know what, that was worth it." B moaned.
Panning his eyes over to him, L nodded in agreement, heading straight for the bathroom and stripping completely. Bathing was odd to him so it was heaven to see a shower. He turned it and closed the glass door behind him, placing his head under the warm stream as his palms came to rest on the cooler wall. "Haah..."