Author's note: Finally, the sex. Usually I'm busy on weekends, otherwise, I'll update reliably every one or two days. I own nothing, yada yada. Please enjoy- up to over a thousand views! Wow. It is kind of mind boggling. I see you new favoriters and story alerters, too, and I'm so glad you're all here! I'm writing for you guys.
The ding of the elevator was startling and abrupt.
Light pulled back from L, looking at him intently. His lust could not completely override the questions running rampant in his head, round and round, refusing to retreat into the hazy mist in which the rest of his logical thought had already disappeared.
Did L feel what he was feeling right now?
Had L felt the same insistent tug of emotion when they finally spoke to each other in person?
Did L- could L- possibl-
Well, one thing for sure, L was certainly ready to consummate their relationship. He had walked out of the elevator, jarring Light rather suddenly out of his internal monologue. The younger man had presumably gone to find their room.
Light followed, exiting the elevator just before the doors slid shut again. He walked slowly, watching L scan the numbers on the doors.
The dull hum of the maids doing midday vacuuming down the hall could not distract Light from the pale, appetizing curve of L's neck. He slid the door card from its sleeve and handed it to L. L waved it in front of the card reader several times, making a small, frustrated noise in the back of his throat when it wouldn't read right away.
Light's cock responded to that noise immediately, and his mind conjured up several rather vivid ways in which Light could draw that sound from L's mouth again. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply through his nose, wanting to maintain at least a fraction of self control for when the door opened. He knew that as soon as it did, he'd want to strip L and fuck him ten ways to Sunday; but there would be time for that down the road.
This time, this first time, was very, very important.
Not because it was L's first time- he'd had others- but because it was their first time.
He wanted to wipe every memory of every touch, every kiss, and every sub-par fuck everyone else had ever given him with a barrage of foreplay, mind-boggling position changes, and other assorted sexual feats unimaginable to L.
He wanted to be the only one L thought about when he touched himself, when he thought about his sexual experiences, and thus he would use every skill in his arsenal to achieve this aim.
L swiped the card again, this time finding success. He stepped into the room and looked around, with Light just a step behind him. Light watched the younger man shrug off his sweater, his eyes darkening at the way the collar of his button up slid over to the right as he did it, revealing a patch of delicate ivory shoulder.
The room itself was nice, but nondescript- Light hadn't asked for anything specific.
Light shrugged off his sweater as L had, feeling the heat of L's gaze on his back as he draped it carefully over the desk chair.
He turned, and met L's eyes.
L was sitting on the edge of the bed, hair already mussed, eyes heavily lidded, looking for all the world like something out of Light's fantasies. Through the tight black corduroys, Light could see the outline of the hard-on he'd caused, and felt a roar of possessive emotion rise in his throat.
Light wanted L completely, and Light did not want to share.
He stepped towards L, placing his hands on either side of L on the bed to crush their mouths together. L wrapped his arms around Light's neck to deepen the kiss, and a leg around Light's hip to bring him closer.
Light liked that- Light liked that quite a bit.
He slid his hands under an unsuspecting L's ass and picked him up.
L moaned and rolled his hips forward, causing a heavy wave of sensation to hit Light like a motherfucking title wave. His hands, still full of L's ass, squeezed, as his tongue quested further, harder, deeper, into the candy-like cavern that was L's mouth.
L's eyes flashed open in response to Light's rough touch. He pulled back, smiled, and began to climb down from Light's arms.
He'd been put out at being deprived of contact until L slid, smirking, to his knees.
Holy fuck.
The sight of L on his knees, a coquettish smirk on his lips, nearly unmanned Light. All the more so when L began to slide his hands up his legs, grazing his hard cock, and finally settled at his fly.
Light watched L bite his lip, and observed the young man's already huge pupils expand even further before he felt like he was going to lose it. He covered L's hands with his own and helped him undo the button and slide down the zip.
L pulled down Light's pants on his own, making a tiny, desirous noise in his throat when he finally say what he'd been aching for all day. Light was wearing a pair of white boxer-briefs that highlighted absurdly toned thighs and a rock hard erection, steadily leaking pre-cum. He leaned forward to put his mouth on it.
Light's mind went completely blank as L laved his cock through his briefs. From this angle, he could only see L's suggestively mussed hair and, intermittently, his pretty pink tongue, popping out to lick and tease. L sucked the head through the now completely wet material, and Light groaned loudly, sliding his hands into L's hair.
L responded by looking up into Light's face, smiling, and pulling Light's cock out of his briefs before completely taking it into his throat.
Light's spectacular thighs clenched, and his cock twitched, but he did not cum.
He slid his cock from L's sinful mouth, counted to ten, and pulled him to his feet before stripping him completely.
The younger man was beautiful. He was incredibly slim, delicately featured, and his ivory skin flushed in an indescribably delectable way. Light loved that. Light loved the way that he laughed, Light loved the way that his eyes fluttered shut when he was overloaded with pleasure, Light loved the way that he moved his hands as he spoke.
Light loved him.
It was completely ridiculous, but he did; he'd known as soon as he saw him for the first time, after what felt like an eternity of lovely, fulfilling conversation, and every single moment after that only reaffirmed it.
Light was in love, and he was happy to be that way. Was it what he'd expected when he'd made an account on that site? Absolutely not. Would he go back? Fuck no.
He was going to let L feel just how much this meant.
Light stood back slightly and began to unbutton his shirt. When it was completely undone, he let it slide to the floor. He toed off his loafers and finished slipping off his pants and briefs, setting them all aside, so the space could belong completely to him and L.
When Light turned around, he realized that L had been watching him move about hungrily.
With that, he was completely undone. He took the few steps it took to cross to L and pushed him back onto the bed, devouring his mouth, allowing his own hungry hands to explore the pale, flushed flesh beneath him. He pulled back to slide in between L's legs, and then went to work on the column of L's neck, using teeth, tongue, and litanies of filthy words to drive him insane.
"You know, from the moment we sat down at that table in the café, I was half fucking hard for you, you know that?" grit out Light. "Every time you'd look at me from under those lashes or bite that fucking lip my cock would ache. It feels like I've wanted this for an eternity."
L moaned and tried to bring his hips up to grind himself into Light, but Light held him down. He was in control- exactly how L liked it.
Light knew exactly what L liked, and exactly what he needed.
He bit down sharply on L's collar bone, sliding two fingers into L's mouth, getting them nice and wet before bringing them to the younger man's tight entrance.
Light teased his opening with one finger, not allowing L to slide onto them.
He wanted to hear L ask for it.
He leaned forward and licked the shell of L's ear. "Tell me," he said, "tell me exactly what you want, and I'll give it to you."
L moaned brokenly; he was past ready for Light. He was aching to have the man inside of him.
"Please," L begged, "Just fucking put them in, please. I need it." His brow was furrowed and he was looking pleadingly up into Light's face, but his cock was rock hard. "This is all I've thought about for such a long time. Just fucking give it to me."
Light smiled, and gripped L's leg, before slipping both fingers in and tapping his prostate.
L's eyes widened, and he moaned loudly. By now, the vacuuming had stopped- Light was not particularly sure when, nor did he care.
Let the fuckers hear exactly what they were doing; he doubted anyone else would be getting anything this good.
After all, not only did he know what buttons to push to drive L to insanity, but experience had gifted him with the carnal knowledge of just how long, and in what way to push them.
After stretching L, he slid his fingers out, and was met with an impatient sigh. L was just as ready to fuck as he was.
Light spit roughly in his palm and began to work it up his rigid length. When he thought he'd be covered enough for it to be comfortable for L, he lined himself up.
"L," Light started. His voice was sex roughened; it sounded as if he'd had to force every ounce of self-control he had into making himself stop. "I know we covered this before, but, are you still okay with going raw? I just want to make sure.." Light was breathing heavily through his nose, trying to reign himself in.
"Yeah- I mean, you showed me your test results, and this is exclusive." L paused, hesitating. "I trust you, okay? Go ahead."
Light's heart was warmed, but, with the okay, he slammed home.
They both groaned loudly, L was so tight and hot around Light's cock that he thought he might die. He waited until L urged him on, then began fucking him in earnest, his hard, heavy thrusts knocking the headboard into the wall loudly.
Light smirked internally at the thought of all the people in the hotel listening to the noises he was drawing from his partner, and the banging of the headboard? That was just the cherry on top.
He pulled out almost all the way, just leaving the head of his cock inside of L, teasing, rocking ever-so-slightly back and forth.
L responded by arching his back and rocking towards Light to take his entire cock.
Light liked that.
He grabbed the younger man's slim hips and began to pull him up, turning him around so that they were facing each other but also so he was still inside of him.
L looked slightly confused until Light picked him up and carried him over to the mirror.
It was large, covering the whole door of the small closet. He stood in front of it, arms full of L, and angled himself in such a way that they could both see.
L's limbs were wrapped around Light's neck and waist, and he could see the base of Light's cock where it joined his body.
Light watched L watch them as he slid all the way out of him, then all the way back in.
L's mouth formed a perfect 'o', and his eyes began to flutter.
Light adjusted his grip so he could continue fucking L with a hand in his hair- Light knew that tugging at that sexily mussed hair would bring his L close, so close to the edge.
He continued to slam in, out, in, out, deeper than L had ever even thought possible. "Yeah," Light's knowing smirk was audible, and it had a visible effect on L. He was trembling more than ever and his moans were more frequent. "That's it, isn't it? I know exactly what you need."
L was only capable of a tiny "mm" of affirmation. He watched Light address him in the mirror; hard, powerful tan against soft, slim ivory.
"Now," Light said with a voice full of sex and power, "I want you to cum for me. I want you to cum for me right now."
Light watched L watch himself fall apart in his arms; all fluttering eyes and quivering limbs. A pearly shot of cum hit Light's stomach, and then, only then did he cum, doubling his speed inside of L, pumping furiously until he found his release.
They watched themselves recover for a moment, and then Light carried L to the bed.
L motioned for Light to turn onto his stomach so he could rub his back, and sat astride him. His hands were incredibly soothing on Light's skin, and he couldn't help but smile at L's generosity- and, also, his once again bourgeoning erection.