Light shivered as he stood naked in front of the tub, one hand over his chest while the other fanned over his privates in a futile attempt to keep the shinigami from seeing him. Ryuk, ever grinning, bobbed in the corner of the bathroom, perched precariously on top of the medicine cabinet. His wings wiggled with the force of keeping him upright.
A small sigh left Light as he turned away, focusing instead on the steaming water splashing into the large basin of the tub. Mama sat by the spout, having made the water pour in and now bent over to scrounge for Light's favorite tub toys. She placed Mr Ducky, a small yellow duck with a smooshed-in beak, on the side of the bath, before turning back to the mess of toys in the cabinet that Light had accumulated over the years.
"How many do you want, baby? Two or three?"
"Three, Mama! Mr Ducky needs his friends, Clara and Sara!" He pouted, voice still near a whine. He normally tried not to act like this, and yet… The stress of the day had taken its toll on him, and all he wanted to do was curl up in his nest.
"Fine, Baby." With a sigh, Sachiko dug in the pile for the two light green rubber duckies buried somewhere in the mess.
When the tub was full and all the toys inside, Sachiko helped Light lower himself in. He groaned as his aching body met the warm water, and sunk until it rose to his chin. "Feels nice, Mama…" he hummed.
A lazy grin spread over her as she stroked his face. "I bet it does, baby boy. Now sit up and open your legs real wide so Mama can clean you up." She tapped his side gently.
Light giggled and complied, legs opening eagerly to accommodated her. He tried his best to push the curious face of Ryuk, peering over Mama, to the back of his mind.
"Can you use the nice washcloth, Mama? The one that doesn't feel all scratchy on my privates?" He asked, wiggling his legs and staring pleadingly up at her.
"Ok baby, but only because you asked." She sighed, almost tiredly, and placed a kiss on his forehead before leaving to get the washcloth. Light stuck his tongue out at Ryuk while he waited. Ryuk only looked hurt.
When Mama came back, she set right to work in cleaning out Light's privates. The washcloth was already covered in soap, and she crooned gently as she rubbed all over his slit. A small whine left him as the nubby towel dipped into his opening and rooted around.
Mama hummed gently while she worked, a small smile on her face. "My, baby, you're getting awfully hairy down here. Mama'll have to shave you soon!" She tapped at his thigh as she talked. Squeaking, Light tried not to close his legs. Mama shaving his privates always left him feeling funny, and he wasn't sure he wanted to repeat that again.
Behind Mama, Ryuk peered down at them with interest. "Shaving?" He mouthed. Light hissed.
"Light!" Mama chastised, slapping at his pussy. "Bad! What's gotten into you?"
"The Monster's being mean, Mama!" He whined, slinking down into the tub.
"Are you still on about that 'Monster'?" She sighed heavily. "He's not real, alright?"
"He is too, Mama! He's sitting right there?" Light desperately pointed at the counter, where Ryuk sat and shrugged at him innocently.
"Stop this nonsense, Light!" Mama had grown sterner. "You're already getting a spanking. Do you want to make it two?"
Light cowed. "No Mama…"
The rest of the bath passed in silence, with Mama washing and drying his parts roughly. When it was over, she simply pulled Light into her arms and wrapped a towel around him.
"When you're dry, I want you to meet me in the living room, Mister." Her voice was firm.
Light nodded meekly and curled protectively into the towel. "Yes Mama."
"Good." With a last kiss to his forehead, she left the room.
Ryuk sat up, wings flapping as they stretched. "Sorry for getting you in trouble, Kiddo…" Light simply ignored him.
Huffing slightly, he rubbed the towel all over himself, taking special care to rub between his legs, and pulled on the soft playclothes Mama had left for him. His hair still felt damp, but he tried to ignore it. It was the least of his worries now.
Ryuk followed him out to the livingroom, an expression that if it had been made by a human Light would have labeled sheepish plastered across his face. He tried not to pay him any mind. Mama was waiting.
She sat on the couch, a small smile on her face that hardly reached her eyes. "You can leave your pants right here, Sweetie." She gently patted the couch cushion beside her. Fighting down a whimper, Light pulled off his leggings and briefs, placing the garments by Mama.
Mama smiled wider, like a cat, and smoothed her hand across her lap. "You know the drill."
Light gulped and complied, gently laying himself across her lap. A smooth, long-nailed hand stroked his bottom. Light whined smallly.
Above him, Ryuk perched dangerously on the couch top, eerie yellow eyes staring down at Light. Light sniffed and ached to stick his tongue out at him.
"Do you know why you're getting this spanking?"
"Cause I disobeyed you and went outside without you." It was best to get this part over quickly. Mama always hit harder if he tried to draw it out.
She hummed in agreement. "And what do you say, Sweet pea?"
"Sorry Mama?" He said innocently.
"Very good." A harsh hand thwacked against his bottom.
"Ow!" Light yelped, bottom stinging. Tears pricked his eyes as the hand again slammed into him.
Mama stopped for a second, hand rubbing at his tender flesh to rid him of the sting. "This is what happens when you act out, baby." She said dolefully. Light whimpered, head hanging in submission.
The next slap hit right where the first had fallen, pain shooting through Light on contact. A strangled wail choked out of him, even as Mama's hand hit again and again on his bottom.
Heat poured off of him, and what felt like a thousand tiny needles drove into his tender skin. Small sobs left him as he desperately attempted to wriggle away.
"No Light!" Mama chided evenly, propping up her knee so the previously untouched regions of his bottom lay bare.
"Mama no!" The scream tore from his throat as she laid into him. Smack after smack tortured him, until he was a sobbing mess over Mama's lap.
"Almost done, Sweetie." She cooed into his ear, a finger gently stroking his throat. Strong hands turned him over so his bottom met Mama's lap and his legs splayed apart.
"Mama?" Light asked tearfully, dread pooling in his stomach.
"You were very naughty today, Sweetie, and that deserves punishment." Her hand gently stroked along his privates, her nails digging in ever so slightly.
"Please…" he whimpered sadly, legs itching to close.
"No." Mama sighed.
"THWAP!" The first hit felt like lava.
"Noo!" Light moaned, legs spasming together. Irritatedly, Mama thrust his legs back apart.
"Keep still." She growled. Another smack, this time to his opening, slammed into him.
"No!" He sobbed. His privates had started to drip all over Mama's hand even as they burned.
Mama stopped, white gunk smeared on her hand. She raised an eyebrow at him. "Light? Is this what I think it is?" Light shook his head frantically.
Mama sighed. "This is very dirty, baby boy. Your punishment is over for now, but I'll be having a talk with Papa about this later. Well, that and your 'Monster'."
Light nodded gratefully, not even caring at how dismissive she sounded of Ryuk. (He was really real, after all). "Ok, Mama."
The small smile from before returned to her face. "Now, does my little baby boy want a heating pad for his owwies?"
Light nodded, a tentative smile upturning his face. "Please Mama!"