A/N: This is the fifth chapter of "arrest you if I had handcuffs" and things will get quite steamy, so here's a forewarning of the explicit foreplay that may follow. Also, I'd like to thank everyone who has been giving me constructive reviews, I'm glad that you've all been following the story thus far. Please enjoy! :]
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The sunlight tumbled into the room as Light Yagami remained sleeping, curled up on the living room couch with an overstuffed comforter tucked just beneath his chin. He snored softly, not stirring even as the detective approached him; this was strange behavior for the teen considering that he was generally a light sleeper. Maybe he had been tired lately, desperate for rest as the constant work and recent whirlwinds of emotion had left him truly exhausted. However, it was almost 10 o'clock, and Light had plenty of research to conduct that day. Therefore, Ryuzaki decided that it was time that he awaken the sleeping beast despite knowledge that he himself was in for a rude awakening.
Still, the man did think ahead before taking on such a dangerous task. After the night before, which ended in what could be described as a screaming match and utter pandemonium, he knew that it would be rather difficult to get back on to the handsome teen's good side. Therefore, he decided to present Light with a gift to wake up to, obviously not anything extravagant, by a kind gesture nonetheless. He would give the boy a 'breakfast in bed', or in the couch, but that was Light's fault, Ryuzaki didn't force him to sleep there.
Anyway, the detective actually spent a fair amount of time choosing what to prepare for the boy. The night before he attempted to appease him using methods that would have worked on himself, sugar cubes, compliments regarding his intelligence, etc. But today he attempted a different approach, and instead of presenting him with something like donuts or cakes, which would probably have the detective jumping for joy given the same situation, he made the boy a simple plate of fruit which was healthy and light, something that he would enjoy. How unusually considerate, right?
Thus, Ryuzaki set the small plate of fruit on top of the coffee table, then slowly walked toward where the boy was sleeping. He stood over him for a few moments, admiring the serenity of his sleeping expression, his eyes gently closed and his soft mouth slightly agape, his chest lightly rising and falling as he moved quietly in his sleep. He was so beautiful like this, so relaxed and angelic, it was a shame that once he would wake him, his peaceful countenance would be broken, replaced with one of hostility and disapproval. Still, maybe things would be different this time, maybe he would forget about last night and be ready to reconcile, there was only one way to find out, "Light?" Ryuzaki called quietly as he gently tapped the boy.
Light shifted his position slightly, unintentionally grimacing at the sound of the detective's voice. He brought his hands to his face slowly and began to rub his eyes, taking quite awhile before he sat up and drawled lethargically, "What?" He obviously wasn't pleased to be awoken, especially not by this man. He outstretched his arms and let out a mild yawn, his amber eyes still halfway shut as his lids were weighed down from his previous slumber, his entire face shamelessly disengaged.
Ryuzaki ignored the attitude the teen had punctuated his question with as he more than expected this kind of treatment, "He'll come around, it'll take time." he assured himself before pressing onward. "Oh, sorry for waking you, but it's practically 10 already." he began slowly, sitting down on the couch next to the boy, gesturing with his hand toward the plate of fruit, "I brought you some breakfast." He attempted to smile, or at least not to scowl, arrant kindness did not come easily to him.
The brunette exhaled sharply, more than disinterested in the food the detective had brought to him, "At least he didn't bring me pastries," he noted to himself, eying the plate, "Or maybe he's trying to make a statement, perhaps he thinks I shouldn't be eating pastries and therefore brought something healthier, like he's insinuating I'm too fat to eat sweets." he pondered, his paranoia beginning to rear its ugly head. But before he let that side of him win, he decided that Ryuzaki wouldn't be trying to insult him at this point, he was probably just trying to win him over as he attempted last night, but Light wouldn't be that easy, the genius would have to work much harder if he planned to achieve his approval. Thus, Light pouted, crossing his arms over his chest and replying irritatedly, "Go away Ryuzaki, I don't want your food."
The detective gave out an exasperated sigh, but quickly regained his will as he caught on to what Light was doing. As long as he persisted the boy would cave, he always did and he always did. He would just need to swallow his pride momentarily and let the teen revel in his sudden power, it's not that it would be that long-lasting anyway, only for a little while until Ryuzaki could control him once more.
Thus, for perhaps the first time throughout their relationship, he apologized the boy, looking at him directly as he admitted to his faults, "I apologize if I offended you last night, it wasn't intentional." he looked away for a moment, behaving as remorseful as possible, "The only reason I made this for you is because I wanted you to know I'm genuinely sorry. Really Light, would I ever eat non-sugared fruit?" he tried to smile, an attempt to punctuate his humor, and it even began to work because slowly Light became less aggressive and a tad more understanding, although he wasn't in agreement with the man just yet, he would still put up somewhat of a fight.
Light bit his lip slightly, feeling almost guilty as he so brazenly rejected any efforts Ryuzaki made at restoring the peace. However, when he remembered all of the rude things the detective made to him, all of the insensitive remarks he had so boldly thrown at him, it wasn't difficult to remain angry. Still, a part of him couldn't push the man away anymore, no matter how much fury he built, thus he did the next best thing and pushed the food away, claiming falsely, "Really Ryuzaki, I'm not even hungry anyway."
Ryuzaki couldn't help but deadpan, obviously he was hungry, there was no way to deny it, he hadn't seen the teen eat a thing since yesterday afternoon. And by a 'thing' he meant that the stupid brat picked at half of a sandwich, which obviously wasn't remotely filling. What was wrong with him? He knew he wanted to lose a few pounds but this was getting incredibly absurd, he couldn't wait until the teen lost the final pound or two that he was waiting on so that things could just go back to normal. After all, this was a temporary diet, right? He sighed, he couldn't sit here and seethe over Light's behavior, at least not if he planned to make any progress. Therefore he took a deep breath and responded rather patiently, "Please Light? It's barely anything and you could definitely use a few strawberries in your system so that you don't faint on me." he then scooted a bit closer to the boy and ran a few of his bony fingers through the teen's thick hair, enjoying the unfamiliar softness as it massaged his senses, "Please?"
The teen sighed, conflicted with the urge to abstain from eating but also with the urge to enjoy Ryuzaki's company and his comforting touch. Even if they were fighting, at this moment Light was so enraptured by the detective's sensitive touch that it was painful to deny him any longer. Still, he couldn't succumb, especially not to food, he was above that and therefore would continue to lie to the man, stating shakily, "Do I have to Ryuzaki? Honestly, I'm not hungry at all. I'm fine." He tried to smile as well, sort of failing though as it hurt to pull his lips into such an unfamiliar formation, it was almost depressing.
The raven haired man grinned internally, alas, the teen he so coveted was finally caving; Light could be so easily persuaded once he was touched by the detective. Thus, instead of asking again immediately after his response, Ryuzaki would try a different approach, leaning down toward the table and grabbing a strawberry off the plate, turning toward Light with the red fruit in hand. He lowered his lids slightly, trying to look less intimidating as he innocently asked the boy, "May I feed it to you?"
Light almost blushed from the question, how was it that they were arguing moments earlier, and now he was literally about to eat from the palm of the detective's hand? Still, it wasn't all that terrible, he was absolutely starving and Ryuzaki had offered him, quite sexily, a food that probably wouldn't go directly to his thighs. Thus, the boy nodded slightly and gently rubbed his lips together, signifying without words that he was alright with the dark haired man's offer. It was innocent anyway, it's not like Ryuzaki had impure intentions...
The detective grinned, glad that not only did he convince the boy to consume something, but he also was allowed to become a part of the process. Thus, he moved a bit closer to the teen, resting his hand lightly onto Light's knee for leverage as he leaned forward, softly placing the fruit in front of the boy's mouth, then between his parting lips as he bit down carefully, taking time to thoroughly chew the fruit before swallowing it, obviously insecure about the situation. Ryuzaki gazed upon him softly, waiting patiently for a response, and much to his satisfaction, Light replied rather cordially, "That wasn't...so bad."
Ryuzaki nodded, taking this as an indication that perhaps the boy wanted more, but before stuffing him with the fruits, he decided that it was probably within his best interest to ask. Therefore, he continued to look at the boy, asking delicately, "Would you like another?" He then began to slowly rub the boy's knee, trying to seduce him as subtly as possible, aware that even the slightest touch could be the most convincing of arguments for the young Yagami.
Light flinched slightly from the question, did he really want another strawberry? Admittedly, the first one had left him craving for more, his stomach practically feeding on itself due to all of the recent nutritional deprivation. However, he didn't want Ryuzaki to think that he was some sort of glutton, incapable of controlling himself in the presence of food. Still, the man did offer and created a plate full of plenty others that he didn't plan consuming himself, so obviously he wanted him to accept the offer. Therefore, Light barely nodded, allowing Ryuzaki to continue feeding him but unwilling to look to eager about it. He was somewhat ashamed by how much he had been enjoying being fed, after all food was not a tool of leisure, it was simply a means for survival when utterly necessary.
Ryuzaki almost glowed as Light had accepted his offer. Finally, he was in. Now, in a bit of a less dainty fashion, the detective pulled another fruit off of the plate, taking less time to deliver it to the teen's anticipating lips. His fingers remained in front of the boy's mouth for a short while even after he had taken the bait, just enjoying the presence of Light's tender lips on his skin. He realized that now it wouldn't be difficult to take this feeding session to the next level, and instead of placing the next strawberry between his fingers, he perched it within his own mouth, hoping that Light would bite on the other end, allowing them to kiss.
And as Ryuzaki placed the red fruit at the entrance to Light's lips, the boy more than eagerly bit down on the other half, taking it in his mouth and not releasing as they began to lock lips, both sharing the sweet fruity flavor of the other's mouth as they had joined passionately. Light smiled into Ryuzaki's embrace, shifting his position so he now faced the older man, throwing his arms around his neck, caressing his messy, dark hair as they shared their saliva intimately.
As they kissed, Ryuzaki cupped his hands beneath Light's armpits and carefully relocated him to the end of his couch so that his back leaned comfortably against its overstuffed arm. Once the boy was in place, the detective pulled away for a moment, looking into Light's honey colored eyes as he slowly tugged at the hem of his shirt, easily pulling it above his head and exposing his exquisite torso, taking in his peach colored nipples, the definition of his upper abs, and the cute way his stomach curved just below his navel. His body was perfect, so beautifully toned yet areas of visible softness that only added to its boyish charm. He was so delectable that Ryuzaki just couldn't help but scurry back a bit and grab at his sides, leaning forward and planting a kiss just between his nipples at the center of his chest, feeling the warmth radiate from his skin as he felt the teen's heart beat reverberate through his cheeks, beating in time with his own.
Light let out a small moan of pleasure as the detective made a trail of kisses leading from the center of his chest to the base of his neck, shocks of pleasure sent down his spine as he felt the man begin to suck, his tongue dancing as his mouth engulfed a patch of his soft, silken skin. He briefly closed his eyes, skillfully unbuttoning the older man's pants as he continued to feel the pulling sensation of his skin within Ryuzaki's mouth, exhaling heavily as he pushed down his jeans, revealing a pair of black boxers which contrasted sharply to the man's pale, slender thighs. "You taste amazing." Ryuzaki moaned into Light's neck as the boy eagerly finished removing the detective's pants, running his hands down his soft legs, his eyes glittering excitedly as he noticed his obviously hardened cock. "You're not so bad yourself." he responded, placing a hand just above the waist band of the man's cotton shorts, fingering the fabric slightly as he snaked his hand within them, his own erection stiffing further as his hand groped at the other's groin.
Ryuzaki moaned, slowly pulling away from Light's neck, biting his lower lip as he felt the warm hand caress his hardened lower regions, damn did it feel good. He admired the dark, reddened spot that now surfaced as the base of Light's neck, but instead of simply staring at the boy, he began to pull down his pants, an easy task considering that they were rather lose to start with, and left him in the nude beyond a pair of black boxer briefs, which were now tented due to a recent change of stiffness in Light's anatomy.
After Light gently removed his hand from Ryuzaki's boxers, leaving his large boner anticipating more attention from the teen, he took his time removing the detective's obstructing shirt, licking his lips as he got a better view of his taut, pale stomach and light pink nipples, hardened in excitement. "You are so sexy." Light cooed, trailing a lone finger down Ryuzaki's torso, its path ending right above his groin, driving the man wild.
Ryuzaki smiled in anticipation, moving back a bit before he grabbed the boy's hips, easily turning him over so that he was leaning on the edge of the couch, his ass in the air, ready for a spanking or perhaps something more. The detective took little time to pull off the boy's undergarments, revealing the smoothest and perhaps the best part of his anatomy, a bottom so perfect that his member throbbed with the urge to pound right into it. He was oozing with admiration, cupping the boy's cheeks in his palms and announcing with confidence, "Good God Light, you probably have the nicest ass I've ever seen."
Light grinned smugly, amused that the detective had took such an interest in this particular portion of his anatomy. Deciding to tantalize him further, and perhaps boost his own ego, he responded simply, "Oh really, Ryuzaki? Why don't you tell me about it?" He then rested his body against the arm of the couch, tickled slightly as he could feel the older man caress his behind.
The dark haired man was enthused, more than eager to talk about something he had admired so much. He leaned forward and kissed it gently before accepting Light's sexy challenge, "Well you see, it's just so round and perky, so soft that I know it'll provide proper cushioning when I'm finally inside you, something I plan on doing quite soon." He smiled, massaging his ass carefully as he hoped to prepare the boy for what may be a rough entrance, something told him that he had never had another man enter him from behind before.
However, in contrast to what Ryuzaki may have believed, he may not be allowed to enter Light any time soon. The boy cringed slightly, his body beginning to squirm slightly, obviously as he evaluated what Ryuzaki had just confessed to him. Was he saying that he had a fat ass? A thousand times had heard the phrase 'more cushion for the pushin', and frankly it made him uncomfortable to be described in such a manner. Therefore, he turned over rather suddenly, now facing Ryuzaki as opposed to being mounted by him, quickly pulling his briefs up in the process. He bit his lower-lip, insecure as he crossed his arms over his chest, now hiding his body from the older man. He voice shook slightly, shame secretly punctuating his words, "I don't know if I feel up to it... I mean, I don't feel well." he sort of lied, trying to get out of any intimacy. He didn't deserve intimacy.
Ryuzaki's expression fell, so abruptly rejected when he was about to make love to the teen. Was it something he had said? This was fucking ridiculous, he paid the brat a compliment and it was met with refusal to finish the act. How was that fair at all? But before he could argue, he figured that being angry with Light, whom was obviously upset with himself, would be a waste of time. He aught to approach the situation with caution, at least if he planned on getting laid any time soon. Thus, he rested his hand on top of Light's thigh, stopping him from leaving, but not aggressively so, "Please tell me what's upsetting you, Light. I don't understand why you suddenly feel ill." he pleaded.
The teen cringed, caught between guilt and frustration, unsure as to what Ryuzaki's motivation actually was? Did he actually care about him? Or was he only trying to embarrass him further, force him to vocalize what had been troubling him as of late? As much as it pained Light to admit, he honestly believed that it was the former. He had expressed to Ryuzaki on a few separate occasions his disappointment with his body, so the man was probably well aware of how he felt about himself, therefore making him whine about it once more a waste of time. He sighed, realizing that he was leaving Ryuzaki hanging, the man patiently waiting for his response on inches away. It was time to be honest, entirely so, Ryuzaki didn't deserve his lies after he had revealed his own intentions so openly, "I-I just don't f-feel comfortable having s-sex with y-you," he took a moment, collecting himself so that he could speak more firmly, "and it's not you, it's just that I feel like once I lose weight, I'll be more comfortable being naked and intimate with you."
The older man twitched, his face subtly revealing contained anger and frustration, he just couldn't wrap his head around what on Earth could possibly be wrong with him. He had just confessed to Light how attractive he found him, he unintentionally admired his figure every time he laid eyes on him, how could he possibly think that he needed to lose weight? Especially to have sex with him? If anything it was Light's deluded issue with his own body, not his own 'qualms' with it. Admittedly, there was a touch of softness here and there, but it was more than appreciated by the detective than anything, he practically worshiped his body. This was so irritating, so incredibly and indescribably irritating, Ryuzaki couldn't help it as his voice lowered and his tone became more critical, replying to the boy in aggravation, "I don't understand what's wrong with you, you're not even fat. You have a nice body and should stop complaining about nothing, it's absurd."
Light threw Ryuzaki's intruding hand off of his leg and stood up, grabbing his clothes and throwing them on haphazardly, not allowing the man to look at his nude figure for another moment as he was now fully dressed. Memories flooded to his mind, memories detailing every insensitive thing Ryuzaki had ever said to him. How could he be so dense, so dense that he says one horrible comment and then expects to make love within the next? He was supposed to be a genius for Christ's sake, how could he behave like such an idiot? He sneered at the man, placing his hands firmly on his hips as he asserted, "What I don't understand is how you'll be willing to blatantly lie to me just to get me to fuck you. Seriously, Ryuzaki. How many times have you implied, insinuated, or just blatantly called me fat within the last three weeks? And now that suddenly I'm willing to sleep with you, you'll take back every word you've said as if it had never happened in the first place? It's hypocritical and dishonest, and it's frustrating to think that you're attempting the same stunt from last night. Didn't we already have this conversation?" He attacked the man verbally, not screaming but speaking in a voice so cutting and sharp that he could see a hurt expression begin to surface onto Ryuzaki's face.
The detective blinked, unsure of how to react, it was annoying how literally Light had taken every joking comment he had made and now translated it to a situation where they were actually doing something serious. Admittedly he had initially wanted to break the boy down, but it wasn't his fault that Light had the emotional capacity of a teenager, or maybe he should have expected that, considering that he was one. He began to contain himself, losing some egocentricity and actually sympathizing with the boy, recognizing that his vanity wasn't entirely his fault. He stood up and approached him with caution, opening his arms and wrapping them around the teen, squeezing him gently as he tried to comfort him, "I apologize Light, the things I've said in the past were not intended to be taken seriously. If I knew those things would've upset you so much, I wouldn't have said them at all. Please, accept my apology and understand that I'm not lying to you, you of all people should know that I can be brutally honest when necessary."
Light felt a lump return to his throat as he stifled the onset of tears, choking them back as he allowed Ryuzaki to hold him, the embrace of the older man comforting him. He wanted to accept his apology, he wanted to accept it more than anything else at this moment, but he couldn't. The truth of the matter was that he was disturbingly overweight and if he accepted Ryuzaki's apology, he accepted that the man said he wasn't fat, which was a lie and would only lead to gradual acceptance of his obesity which would ultimately lead to his figure ballooning even more, which was obviously unacceptable. At this moment he could feel Ryuzaki's body pressed against his own, which probably meant that the man was swimming in his all encompassing mass, gaining first hand experience on how pathetically fat he was. This was humiliating, and as quickly as Ryuzaki had latched on to him, Light had wrestled himself out, now standing a few feet away from the man, "Please don't touch me," he begged, his eyes tearing, "you really don't understand and you mostly likely never will. Just leave me alone." He then turned on his heel and walked toward the bedroom, hopefully getting away from Ryuzaki so that he could sob in peace, there was nothing worse then crying in front of someone, it was humiliating.
But before Light could escape once more, Ryuzaki hurried after him, grabbing his hand and pulling him closer, so desperate to just hold him and make everything better. It was plainly disturbing to see the young genius cry. He abandoned everything Light had confessed and wrapped his arms around the boy once more, pulling him close, proving that he loved to feel their bodies touch. The boy resisted slightly but ultimately sank into his arms, allowing Ryuzaki to rock him slightly, rubbing his back so that he relaxed. "Please Light, I want to understand you." he begged, holding him tighter, reluctant to admit what followed, "I care about you."
A/N: Thank you for reading chapter 5, I hope you enjoyed it and I would love to hear from you if you have any comments or criticisms!