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WARNING! This chapter contains solo masturbation, for those who don't want to read it I will put a single before and after it. Please enjoy!
Chapter 4
Light took a bite of chicken and pondered the enigma that was L. Sometimes L could be such a fucking asshole… nobody could push his buttons like L could. Light may have been L's first friend, but L was the first to challenge Light's intellect.
But, fuck! L was just so damn unnerving sometimes! Couldn't L challenge him without doing that? Why can't he just act like a normal person? It was a little freaky sometimes to see those dark eyes staring at you like you have all the answers…but Light discovered it was even worse when those damn eyes of him flickered over his body in obvious interest.
After he finished his shower he had come down to get something to eat and luckily L wasn't in the kitchen. Light wasn't sure that he could handle seeing L quite yet; not only had L gotten one up on him, but it was also the sort of provocation that Light wasn't used to.
Sure women had been rather forward with him in their attraction, but L was a man…a man who was stronger than him and- dare he say it- smarter than him. How exactly was Light suppose to respond to that?
This new situation took a lot of thought, there was a possibility that L was just teasing him, but Light knew the lustful look in L's eye wasn't faked. L had no right to be so…so…perverted towards him! It turns out Misa was right, although at that time with the handcuffs nothing untoward happened.
It would probably be better if Light avoided L to make sure there wasn't another repeat of the pool incident, but damn it! L had cameras all over the place, so if L wanted to find him he could. Even in the shower for fuck's sake!
Light wondered if L was watching him right now…Light quickly flitted his eyes around the room on the off chance that L had actually placed them in view, but no such luck. What a bastard, Light couldn't get his mind off of L now, his thoughts like an endless circle coming back to how L acted.
L was indeed watching young Light Yagami, he was currently thinking about how Light could manage to eat a fucking chicken leg and still look prim and proper. Whenever L ventured outside of his sweets obsession to eat food, like a chicken leg, he looked like a cave man with juices dripping off his face.
On that thought L couldn't help but think he would prefer it to be Light's juices dripping out of his mouth, while he fingered him preferably. Now there was a noticeable tent in L's trousers…just the thought of licking Light's dick while wiggling a finger into his tight ass…L shifted in his seat and put his thumb to his mouth.
As though Light heard his thoughts his eyes moved around the kitchen like he was searching for something. Probably the cameras, but L had them hidden to well for Light to find them; L didn't want Light to find a blind spot in the camera angles.
Oh and now Light turned back to his dinner and…was that a drip of juice running down the corner of Light's mouth? L watched transfixed on that little drop, wondering if it was possible to get harder than he already was, it was becoming slightly uncomfortable.
Light had wiped away that tantalizing fluid but he was still just as erotic looking without even trying. Having finished his meal, Light stood up and L got another good look at that clothed body of his.
With a quick intake of breath L set his legs down from their current position tucked against his chest and leaned back in his chair. Keeping his eye on the monitor, L unzipped his pants slowly and pulled out his sizable erection that would put most men to shame.
L stared as Light moved across the kitchen; he wrapped his hand around his erection, moving it up slowly, in no hurry to finish. Then Light bent over to grab something out of the fridge and his dick throbbed in his hand.
L sucked in a breath involuntarily and jerked his hand up his dick at the sight. Light's ass was begging to be fucked; specifically by L. L imagined Light spread out underneath him with nothing on and his body moist with sweat.
L ran his thumb over the slit of his erection, Light with his legs spread and his ass bared for L to see. L thought of how Light's face would look if he just pressed his hard dick against that entrance without mercy, sliding into that warm body… thrusting into him as hard as he could.
L gave one last jerk and came with the image of Light's normally composed face drawn with tension. L took deep breaths as the jolts of pleasure slowly died away.
L didn't masturbate a lot, in fact he couldn't even remember the last time he masturbated, but he just did simply because of a little drop of chicken juice rolled down Light's chin.
There must be something wrong with him, he has had sex before, but never before has he wanted someone so much. Light seemed to draw out the pervert in him, once these sexual thoughts came to him about Light he had a hard time stopping them.
Light felt a prickly feeling in the back of his neck when he turned away from the fridge. For some reason he felt nervous and a little anxious. With a frown Light left the kitchen and headed upstairs.
L cleaned himself up in the bathroom and went back to the monitors. Light was now back in his room in front of his lap top. L noticed once again noticed a minor difference between them, unlike slouched L, Light was sitting straight in his chair as though there was some invisible force making him keeping him from bending his back and shoulders in any way.
L eyed him with amusement, how could Light think like that? L glanced down at his own slouched posture with vague interest. When standing and completely slouched over, L was the same height as Light, but if L straightened out he would be several inched taller than Light. The thought of Light discovering this brought a soft smile to his face.
L forced himself to look away from Light as his cell phone rang.
"Yes?"
"The equipment will be arriving in a few days," Watari spoke without even announcing himself or asking if it was L. They had known each other for so long that such pleasantries were not needed or wanted.
"Thank you, have a safe journey." Nothing more needed to be said so they hung up. L stared at the monitor for a few more seconds before swiveling in his chair to his lap top. No need to just look at Light; L hacked into high profile police computers across the world looking for cases that might interest him.
The Kira case was still bothering him, though. He told Light before that he had wanted him to be Kira, but that was no longer the case. The lack of deaths from Kira for months was lulling L into believing that it never happened, that maybe the deaths were just some sort freak disaster or disease like the bubonic plague.
It was far-fetched, but was it any weirder than somebody who can kill somebody by just seeing their face and knowing their name? Or in the case of the second Kira, just seeing their face?
Regardless of whether or not Light used to be Kira, L trusted his instincts that Light wasn't anymore. Just like L originally sensed that Light was Kira, he also sensed that he was no longer Kira.
Kira was just a name, so maybe "Kira" wasn't a person, but a power…A power that had the ability to take over somebody and then leave them with no memory of killing people. If that was the case, would it be possible to make that person responsible for their actions when it wasn't their actions?
L concluded that the deaths couldn't be laid at their feet. L had been pondering this for a great while and felt a small amount of relief at the thought. L wasn't going to put effort into finding Kira because Kira could switch bodies; this meant that instead L was going to put in effort into figuring out how Kira used his power, with Light helping him.
Meanwhile, up in the Death God's realm Ryuk was bored. He had so much fun when he gave his Death Note to Light, but once Light gave up ownership of it he was forced to take it back and returned to his world.
With a heavy sigh, Ryuk looked into the human world for Light. Maybe if he dropped it to the boy he could have some fun again and maybe some of those juicy red apples.
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