Cool fingers slid through his hair.
Matsuda shivered.
"R-ryuuzaki-san…"
L smiled but said nothing.
"N-not here…"

L liked the blush that colored the detective's face, "No one is around."
"They're just… right out there… someone could walk in…"
L smiled widely, "I know."
Matsuda swallowed hard.
His eyes shifted wildly as he tried to figure out a way to get out of his current situation.

L's cool hands were unbuttoning his suit coat and Matsuda was having a hard time thinking rationally.
'L is supposed to be the rational one.' Matsuda's brain screamed as L's hands spread over his stomach. His fingers fumbled with the buttons of his dress-shirt.
"Y-you can't… but…"
"Shh… everyone will definitely come in if they hear you." L whispered in his ear.
"Uhnnn…" Matsuda groaned when L's tongue flicked at his earlobe.
"Shh." L repeated, "You're getting loud."

"W-we can't, Ryuuzaki-san…" Matsuda finally managed to speak.
He pushed L's hands out from beneath his suit coat, "This is neither the time nor the place…"
"Hm, you're right."
Matsuda breathed a sigh of relief.
"This isn't the right place."

L pulled open the pantry door and shoved Matsuda in, "Much better."
"Ryuuzaki-san!" Matsuda whispered, shocked, as L walked in closing the door behind him.
"I like it when you call my name." L murmured in the darkness, "But say, 'L'. Not 'Ryuuzaki.'"
Cool fingers found the buttons of Matsuda's dress shirt again.

"Ryu-ah…ahhh… uhn… L…" Matsuda's head swam as L's cool lips pressed against his throat, his tongue flicking into his suprasternal notch.
"Hm?"
"Y-you're… we're… in pantry…" Matsuda mumbled incoherently, "We… pantry…"
"Mm-hm," L undid the last button.
"S-shirt…" Matsuda struggled to remember what he was trying to say, "You… my shirt."

"Yes, I've unbuttoned your shirt." L gently bit Matsuda's shoulder and dragged his tongue hard against the skin, "Mm, better than cake."
His hands slid against Matsuda's wife-beater undershirt, "You wear too many clothes."
Matsuda shuddered and grasped L's wrists, "You… I can't… think."
"Are you saying you don't want to…?"

"Idid not say that." Matsuda panted, his head finally clearing, "Ryu-ah, L, this is not the place for… such activities."
"But you do want to?"
"Not here."
"That's not an answer – really."
Matsuda sighed, "Of course I want to but not here. I don't want to do anything in the pantry!"
"Your body speaks otherwise." L grinded his knee against Matsuda's crotch, "Hm?"

Matsuda gasped, blushed bright red and released L's wrists, "L!"
L took the opportunity to push his hands beneath Matsuda's undershirt, "Just relax, Matsuda-kun." He whispered in his ear, "It's obvious you desire this as much as I do."
Matsuda's brain made one last valiant effort.
He gripped L's shoulders and pressed his lips against L's.

L wasn't one to be easily distracted, though. His hands began loosening Matsuda's belt.
"Mm!" Matsuda groaned and caught L's wrists again.
L sank his teeth into Matsuda's bottom lip.
Matsuda uttered a muffled curse and pulled away, "That hurt."

L tried to pull his wrists from Matsuda's grip, "You're being very obstinate."
"No means no, Ryuuzaki-san." Matsuda dropped his wrists and began buttoning his shirt, "Please respect that."
"Why are you denying yourself something you so obviously desire?"
"We've got more important things to do than… each other." Matsuda blushed, "We're supposed to be working, not fooling around in the pantry." Matsuda tucked his shirt in and tightened his belt.

L shoved his hands in his pockets and watched Matsuda as he straightened his tie and buttoned his suit coat, "Are you mad at me?"
Matsuda sighed, "I'm more hurt that you wouldn't listen to me. I'm a little angry, I suppose."
"Are you going to break up with me?"
Matsuda smiled at this, "No – I'm annoyed but it's reassuring to know that you like me, apparently, very much."

"Do you not like me?"
"I wish you wouldn't ask me questions when you already know the answer." Matsuda reached for the pantry door, "I adore you but there are more important matters at hand. But I promise to make it up to you later, L." Matsuda opened the door of the pantry and turned to face L, "Okay?"
"With cake?"
"If that pleases you." Matsuda laughed and lifted L's chin, "Maybe more." He placed a chaste kiss on his lips and left the pantry.

L stood quietly, as if waiting.
"…3 …4 …5." L murmured, his thumb grazing his lips.
Matsuda reappeared and pulled L into a mind-numbing kiss that made L's toes curl.
After several moments, Matsuda lifted his head, "Later, Ryuuzaki-san… definitely later."
--

L could be patient.
L could be infinitely patient… when he wanted.
L did not want to be patient. He wanted to be beneath Matsuda while the young detective moved against him, on top… inside…
"Ryuuzaki-san." An overly polite voice suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

"Raito-kun." L ground his teeth together, "Yes?" He asked as he turned to face the young man.
"We've got some recent information that we need to consider."
"Yes, of course."
L's eyes flicked past Raito and focused on the dark-haired, blue-suited man working on a computer.

Matsuda lifted his head suddenly, as if he knew he was being watched.
His eyes moved and met L's.
Matsuda smiled gently. A warm blush rose in his cheeks.
After a moment, Matsuda's eyes fell and he looked away.
L tilted his head and continued to watch.
Matsuda looked up and their eyes met again. Matsuda smiled wider and winked.
--

L yawned and stretched.
He absentmindedly poked the slice of cake in front of him.
Behind him, sleeping on the couch, Matsuda was breathing softly.
After everyone had left for the night, L had been hopeful that he and Matsuda could resume where they'd left off.
However, L had noticed Matsuda's drowsy eyes and nodding head. He'd told the young man to sleep.

Matsuda had shaken his head, "N-no… Ryuuzaki-san, I'm f-f-fiiiiiiii…" He yawned deeply, "…ine."
L had smiled.
He placed a kiss on Matsuda's temple and waved him away to the couch, "I'll wake you if I need your help for anything."
L was very impressed with himself.

He was very aware of how much he desired Matsuda but he'd put the needs of the young man before his own and L was somewhat proud of this.
52-percent proud, L mused. The other 48-percent wanted to climb on Matsuda's sleeping form and have at it.
But L didn't think Matsuda would appreciate that very much.
Maybe he would. L didn't know for sure.
He would have to ask Matsuda when the man was awake.

Behind him, Matsuda shifted in his sleep.
His breath hitched and L turned, "Matsuda-san?"
Matsuda grunted, "Ryuuzaki-san…?" He inhaled deeply and sat up, "How long have I been asleep?" He whispered – his voice rough from sleep.
L's thumb grazed his lip, "A couple of hours. You should continue to rest, Matsuda-san."
Matsuda rubbed his face with his hand, "I'm ok…" He lay back anyway, "You should rest, Ryuuzaki-san."
"No." L said simply.

"Please, Ryuuzaki-san. I can watch over things while you rest. I won't mess anything up…" Matsuda chuckled softly, "I'll try not to, anyway."
"It's not necessary." L said with a slight smile, "I'm not tired in the least."
Matsuda smiled, "I find that hard to believe, L."
"I'm fine."
"Perhaps you just haven't exhausted yourself properly." Matsuda murmured, extending his hand to the dark haired detective, "L?"

L smiled, "Are you fully awake?"
"Yes – it was much needed rest, L. Come here."
L pushed himself out of his seat and walked over to the couch.
"And what's your plan, Matsuda-san?" L asked as he stood before Matsuda.
"Stress relief." Matsuda said with a laugh, "And if you get a little tired and feel the need for a nap then that's fine, too."

Warm hands grazed L's legs.
L climbed onto Matsuda's lap, "You plan on tiring me out with sexual activity."
"No. My plan is to have sex with you, L. If you get tired due to the activity, then that's just added bonus." Matsuda slid his hands beneath L's shirt.
L shuddered at the touch of Matsuda's warm hands on his back.

Matsuda pushed up the shirt slowly, allowing his fingers to gently graze the exposed skin.
L shuddered again and buried his face against Matsuda's neck, "Don't tease me."
"I'm sorry I made you wait." Matsuda murmured as he pushed the shirt up and over L's head,
"You're still making me wait." L said as he began unbuttoning Matsuda's dress shirt, "Hurry up and fuck me."
Matsuda gasped at L's language, "You sound so sexy when you talk like that, L…"

L groaned and began grinding against Matsuda.
Matsuda moaned and nodded, "Okay… okay… I get it." He grabbed L's hips to stop the movement and began tugging at the jeans, "Hurry up, huh?" He leaned forward and ran his tongue over L's nipple, "Faster?"
L groaned, "Faster."

Matsuda had to laugh when the two began struggling to get L's pants off, "No, let me…"
"Wait, I've got it…"
"No, wait…"
"Wait."
"Stop… your leg is stuck!"
"I've got it!"
Finally the offensive pants were off and thrown aside.

Matsuda pulled the thinner man against his chest and kissed him.
L pulled away and grabbed Matsuda's hand, "You're going too slow."
He ran his tongue against Matsuda's index and middle fingers and began sucking them.
Matsuda bit his lip as he watched his fingers slid in and out of L's mouth.

"Taste good?" Matsuda murmured, as he tugged L's boxers down.
L pulled the fingers from his mouth and guided Matsuda's hand down, "Better than cake."
He kissed Matsuda roughly, forcing his tongue into the slightly older man's mouth.
Matsuda groaned and fingered L's entrance.

"Aa, I've got to come in for a little while so I can check over some files…" Light's voice floated from the entrance.
It was dark in the room and the two men froze in their positions.
"Hello? Is anyone here?"
The two scrambled away from each other.

The room was suddenly filled with light and Light stood in the doorway, "Ah, Ryuuzaki-san, Matsuda-san."
L stood several feet away from the couch, his pants on and his hands shoved deep into his pockets, "Light-kun, what're you doing here?"
"I was just telling Misa-chan – I need to check over some files."
"Is that really necessary?" Matsuda asked from where he sat on the couch. His legs were crossed and he was resting his chin on his hand, "You're here all the time, Light-kun. You really need to get some rest…"

"Agreed." L said, glancing at Matsuda, "But you're more than welcome to join us. Matsuda-san and I were about to…"
"Ryuuzaki-san!" Matsuda said, "What…?"
"It's okay, Matsuda-san, we can tell him."
"What…? What's going on?" Light asked, looking from one man to the other.

"Matsuda-san is embarrassed." L said, giving Matsuda a strange smile, "He doesn't want anyone to know that when we're alone we like to…"
The room grew deathly silent.
"…to?" Light urged, his eyes on Matsuda.
Matsuda blushed and covered his face.

"We like to… play hand-puppets." L pulled his hands from his pockets and pretended to talk to Light with his hand, "Ah, Light-kun… hello hello – how are yooou?" L said in a different voice.
Light stared at L, then looked at Matsuda.
Matsuda was also holding up his hands, "Gomen, gomen, Light-kun… would you like to join us?" Matsuda said in a high-pitched voice, "Room for one more, right, Monchichi?"
"Right, Paco." L said.

They smiled at Light.
Light smiled back and slowly backed out of the room. He turned off the lights, "I'll see you guys tomorrow."
"Night, Light-kun." Matsuda said in his false voice.
"Night night, Light-o-domo." L said.
Light closed the door and the two men were left in the dark room, clenching their jaws as they fought to keep from laughing loudly.

I'm not cruel! I just wanted a fun story where they almost get caught.
Don't expect any lemons from me, though - just to warn you.
I'm not saying NEVER but just don't expect it.
I don't write them well.
Trust me when I say that.
I'm a tease, I know. D:

LOL

I love L x Matsuda. They're so cute.

-4ng3legg