A/N: Thank you so much for your amazing reviews! My superheroes, my buttercups, my motivation! (I'm running out of names) Cutesy names aside, YOU ROCK!
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Okay, so here's some plot(kind of) as promised.
The next morning I felt L shaking me awake. Right away I knew something was wrong. His hands felt rushed and nervous against my naked skin.
"Light!" he whispered. I jumped up, scared.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"Get dressed," he threw me my clothes. I pulled them on as quickly as I could, but I was still shirtless when Misa walked into the room.
"Light!" she squealed, running over to greet me. She froze in her tracks when she realized that L and I were both shirtless and sticky. "What's going on?" her eyes widened.
"We just woke up, that's all," I lied. Misa raised her eyebrows as her eyes panned down my body. I still had remnants from the banana split, and I reached up to my hair and felt a few cherries.
"WHAT HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?!" she demanded. "ARE YOU CHEATING ON ME WITH L?!"
"No! Of course not, Misa!" I walked over to her, yanking L along with me. Hurriedly I kissed her, trying to fake some sort of feeling. She pulled away.
"YOU LIAR!" Misa pounded her fists against my chest. "YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW THE TASTE OF SKEET?!" she screeched. "YOU BASTARD!"
It wasn't until I felt the harsh sting on my face that I realized Misa had slapped me. I raised my hand to my cheek, feeling the heat.
Now Misa had moved onto L, and was hitting him repeatedly in the chest. "YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE JUST GOING TO STEAL MY BOYFRIEND?!" she cried. L stood still, unfazed. After about thirty punches he yawned and stepped away, rubbing his chest nonchalantly.
"Consider yourself lucky to be a woman," he muttered. "Otherwise I'd be forced to seek revenge."
"I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU BOTH!" Misa yelled, tears pouring down her face. Even though I found her incredibly annoying, I didn't enjoy seeing her so upset.
"I'm sorry, Misa, but I love L!" I tried to explain.
"YOU LOVE HIM?!" Misa sobbed.
"Misa, please!" I placed my hands on her shoulders. "Calm down."
"How can I calm down?! My boyfriend is cheating on me…with…with another guy!" she blubbered.
"Oh would you just shut up?" L rolled his eyes. "Light never wanted to be with you. He was using you," he said like Misa was a complete idiot.
"SHUT UP!" Misa broke free of my grasp and charged L, shoving him with all of her might. Caught off guard, he stumbled backwards, tripping over a cord.
"Ah!" L yelped as he fell. I rushed over to him. His ankle was bent in a strange position, and his face was contorted with pain. Misa's hands flew to her face.
"Oh no! I'm so sorry Light, I didn't mean to hurt him! I was just so mad…I forgive you for cheating! It's okay! I still love you!" she said frantically.
"SHUT UP AND GET WATARI! TELL HIM TO CALL AN AMBULANCE!" I ordered her.
"No, don't do that. I don't want any building to have records of me on file. I'll be fine, really," L disagreed.
"No you won't! You need medical attention. Just give them an alias!" I insisted.
"I said NO!" L said firmly. "There's an icepack in the freezer, a bandage wrap in the kitchen cupboard, and crutches in the closet," he informed me.
"Misa, get out of here," I muttered as I passed her on my way to the kitchen.
"But Light--,"
"NOW!" I roared. Misa scurried out of the room, looking terrified.
I gathered all of the first-aid materials and helped L sit up. I placed the ice pack next to his ankle and wrapped the bandage tightly around it, causing him to wince. He stood up and leaned against me before I handed him the crutches.
"Do you think you can get to the couch?" I asked. He started to limp, his face twisted with pain. When he was halfway there I couldn't take it anymore and I scooped him up in my arms like a baby, carrying him the rest of the way.
"Thank you," he smiled as I placed him down.
"I'm going to kill Misa," I said, gritting my teeth.
"Hm. That's Kira-like behavior again. When you have a problem with someone you immediately resort to killing them," L noted. "I'd say there's a…thirty percent chance you're Kira."
I knew he was teasing, so I brought my face down close to his and grinned. "Oh yeah? And what's the percentage of how amazing last night was?" I said seductively.
"One hundred. And two," L put the tip of his thumb in his mouth.
"How about you replace that thumb with something else?" I suggested, leaning in for a kiss.
"OH!" a startled voice came from the door. I yanked my head up, blushing.
"Watari!" I gasped.
"I'm sorry; I did not mean to surprise you. Misa told me L was injured," he explained.
"Yes, he's hurt his ankle. Can you take a look?" I gestured towards L. Watari came over and examined the damage.
"I think it's only sprained. After a few days on crutches you'll be as good as new," he nodded tersely.
"Yes, I agree," L sat up, grimacing. He tried to resume his normal sitting position but couldn't hide the pain it caused him.
"Also, you should sit normally for a while," Watari added.
"It'll be impossible for me to solve the Kira case like this," he groaned.
"Kira is the least important thing right now," I said.
"Here," Watari handed L a newspaper. "Four more criminals dead," he reported.
"That's sixteen this week, and it's only Tuesday," I added the deaths from earlier on. "But on the bright side, doesn't this help prove I'm not Kira? You were sitting right next to me when these deaths happened," I pointed out.
"Yes, I suppose I was," L said thoughtfully. "Twenty-eight percent, then."
"Alright!" I smiled. Watari cleared his throat awkwardly.
"How exactly did this happen, L?" he wondered.
"Misa became angry and pushed me backwards. I tripped on a lamp cord," he sighed. "She let her fury get the better of her. No matter how badly I wish she didn't have to stay here, this increases the probability of her being the second Kira. However…" an impish smile crossed L's lips. "Let's contain her to only one floor of the building, and be sure to keep audio and video tabs on her at all times."
"Yes, of course," Watari gave us a final suspicious look before heading off to do as L asked.
"I'm still going to kill her," I grumbled.
"Yes, well," L shrugged. "Sitting this way is extremely uncomfortable," he wrinkled his nose, looking down at his legs. They were draped over the side of the couch. He looked skinny and small, like a lost little kid. I bent over to give him a quick kiss.
"I'll go get you some coffee," I headed for the kitchen. As I waited for the coffee to brew I grabbed a bag of potato chips and started eating them. When the coffee was finished I dumped in the entire bowl of sugar and carried a cup of it to L.
I sat next to him on the couch, munching on my chips as he slurped his coffee. An idea popped into my head and I put the food down, turning to face L.
"Yes?" he asked. Swiftly I stuck my hand in his pants pocket, pulling out the key to unlock the handcuffs. I unattached us, and after flexing my arm a few times, I grabbed his wrists and pulled them together, handcuffing him. Now L was handcuffed and I was free.
"Hm…how did you know that's where I kept the key?" he inquired.
"Lucky guess," I shrugged. I stood up and ladled L back into my arms, carrying him to one of the bedrooms. I locked the door behind us so Watari wouldn't interrupt again.
L looked slightly worried and I slung the handcuffs around the bed post so he was unable to free himself. Then I proceeded to slowly unbutton his pants, sliding them down to his ankles. I breathed into his belly button, planting kisses around his stomach. My tongue traced his muscles, causing him to shiver. I ran my tongue up to his nipples, tugging on them lightly with my teeth. He moaned as I slid my tongue back down his stomach, stopping at the waistband of his boxers. I pulled them down, revealing his escalating erection.
I kissed his inner thighs roughly, playfully biting the skin there. He tried to thrust his hardness towards me, but the pain in his ankle stopped him, as I thought it would.
Next I brought my mouth directly above his tip, licking the sensitive skin under it. He moaned and writhed under me. I kissed down his shaft, licking my lips along the way to keep them wet.
"Uhhhh," L moaned. I abandoned his erection and whispered in his ear.
"Beg for it," I commanded.
"I do have some pride, you know," he narrowed his eyes.
"Fair enough," I sunk back down to his length, once again flitting my tongue out to his sweet spot.
"Uhhh," he groaned, thrashing his head back and forth. He tried to move his hands, but the handcuffs restrained him.
"Beg!" I demanded. L shook his head. I sheathed half of him with my mouth before pulling back to give his head another full lick.
"Ah! Alright, alright," he scowled. "Fuck me," he said calmly.
"Oh, you think I'm going to be satisfied with that?" I laughed.
I placed my hands on either side of his waist, as I was going to do a push up. I supported myself above him, sliding my mouth around half of his erection. Then I went on to actually do some push ups, sliding him in and out, in and out.
"Uhhh," he moaned. "Fuck me!" he repeated. I went a little faster. "Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!" he arched his back as my tongue darted out again to his sweet spot.
"What's the magic word?" I taunted him, pausing in my push ups.
"NOW!" he thrust his pelvis at me, and then winced from the pain in his ankle. I lowered myself to his erection, seductively sheathing his entire hardness. My tongue toyed with him, drawing circles.
"Ugh, fuck me!" he moaned, sweat pouring down his face. "FUCK ME!" he screamed as I sucked on his sweet spot. "UHHH, FUCK ME PLEASE!" he finally yelled the words I wanted to hear.
I placed a hand on his base, pumping up and down as I slid him in and out of my mouth. I resumed sucking on his sweet spot, moaning loudly to really get him going.
"Oh God, L, come for me," I said, retracting my mouth from his length. He shook violently under me and I continued pleasing him, using my other hand to squeeze his sac. With a final lick on his sweet spot he erupted inside my mouth, screaming as he experienced what I knew must've been an earth-shattering orgasm. I swallowed his seed without hesitating. I brought my mouth up to kiss him, letting him taste his skeet.
He was still breathing heavily when I un-handcuffed him. I grabbed a blanket from the foot of the bed and slid it over us after I ditched my own pants and boxers.
"You're going to sleep again?" he questioned.
"Just because you barely get tired doesn't mean it's the same for all of us," I defended myself.
"After you just forced me to give up my dignity, you could at least get me another cup of coffee," he smirked.
"Give up your dignity?" I raised my eyebrows.
"Yes. I find begging can be…shameful," he said. I caught the pink tint in his cheeks.
"Ah, shaddap. You loved every minute of it and we both know it," I snuggled down next to him.
"I wasn't kidding about the coffee," he murmured.
"I'm not your slave," I said, pulling back a little.
"You seem to think I'm yours," L snorted. I sat up and looked at his face. He honestly did seem a little ashamed, as well as somewhat irritated.
"L…" I didn't know what to say.
He sighed. "Go to sleep."
I rolled over, and closed my eyes, feeling like I was the one who should be ashamed. Why had I forced L to do something he clearly didn't want to do?
Kira-like behavior.
The words gnawed at me. Shut up, I told them.
Kira…
The thought wouldn't leave me alone.
I wasn't Kira.
I couldn't be.
Could I?
Yeah baby, talk about PLOT! So whaddya guys think?? Boo plot, yay plot….
For all the Misa haters, that's as close as I'm going to get to killing her.
For now.
Btw (I'm only putting this in here for MissPumpkinHead) the handcuffs in my story are much shorter than the handcuffs in the show. Like, only a bit longer than actual criminal cuffs, k guys?
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