Author's Note: I'm so sorry this took so long, but at least it's a really long chapter, right? Some stuff came up, so I didn't have much time to write. It's like, 2AM right now, and I really should be sleeping, so please R&R to show me you appreciate my hard work. XD

Warning! This chapter contains explicit sexual themes and yaoi (AKA man on man). If you are offended by either one of these or both, please do not read any furher.

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"What are you thinking, Raito?" L asked, staring at the floor, biting the tip of his thumb. "Are you thinking you can play mind games like this with me and get away with it? Do you honestly think you can trick the greatest detective in the known world?"

"What are you talking about, Ryuuzaki?"Light laughed, though not very genuinely. Misa had left their apartment just over a minute ago, and it seemed they were going to waste no time in talking about the evening's events.

"You know what I am referring to." L tilted his head up slightly, still facing forward, but his eyes were locked on Light, to his side. "But that's fine. You can have fun with your little game, but know this now" his dark eyes narrowed into a cold stare. "You will not win, and if you are indeed Kira, I will catch you."

A deep chuckle rolled up from within Light. Not like the laugh he had just let out; this was darker, more sinister, and a bit less sane-sounding than Light would have liked. His own eyes narrowed as the detective gave his oh-so-familiar 'I will catch you' speech, and he smiled at L in response. "Why do you lie to yourself so much?"

L showed no change in expression, but in actuality, he was slightly confused by this last statement. "And what is it I allegedly lie to myself about, Raito?"

Light leaned over the couch, bringing his face closer to L's, and as he expected, he leaned farther away, trying not to let Light completely close the distance they had put between themselves. The shyness only served to make Light smile more, as the point he was making began demonstrating itself. "Why do you shy away from me so much, when we both know what you'd really like to do?"

"I don't appreciate how unprofessional you keep acting around me." L stated, looking a bit more wary of Light, now that they were in closer proximity. "I'd prefer it if you could keep your distance, though I realize that may be a bit hard for you."

"There you go again." Light leaned closer, tilting his head slightly, and moving his chest so that he was hovering inches over L as he had been earlier. "You're avoiding the subject. From your display earlier, the thought of being unprofessional isn't what bothers you, now is it?"

L swallowed hard, shrinking down a bit smaller, now looking straight into Light's eyes. "Please, Raito, go back on your side of the couch..." He seemed very unsure about whether that was what he really wanted, but it was becoming harder and harder for Light to see into his mind.

"We both know that's not what you really want me to do, Ryuuzaki." L could feel Light's breath, warm on his face, reminding him just how little space there was between them. "You can't avoid this forever, especially when you want it so bad."

"Really, I have no idea what you're talking about..."L looked just a bit nervous, and he held his breath, trying not to give Light the satisfaction he was seeking. He knew what Light was trying to do, and he was determined not to let it happen. But every time he caught the boy's scent, his heart raced, and he felt a deep yearning that went against everything he told himself. He had known he was gay for a long time, but Light was 6 years younger than him, for chrissakes. Not to mention the fact that he was investigating him, and working with him; this was all so inappropriate.

"Oh, I think you do." Light breathed these words directly next to L's ear, and L pushed his knees tightly together, not wanting to show any sign that Light's actions were affecting him, though from the way Light was acting at this point, he didn't seem to need any signs. Light's lips brushed against L's earlobe, and it was all L could do not to make a sound.

"N-no... Please, stop this..." L whispered, using a single heavy breath to force the words out. Light smiled when he heard this, and nipped L's ear softly, holding the small piece of flesh between his teeth for one long second, then releasing. He knew he was coming to love hearing L say things like that; to be forced to beg him the way he was doing now.

"Hmm..." Light almost seemed to purr out this sound. It wasn't a sound of contemplation, but one of deep satisfaction. "That's right. Beg me to stop... The greatest detective in the world, reduced to this by a simple bite on the ear." He repeated the action, feeling L tremble as he did so, overcome by the wave of pleasure Light gave him.

L shut his mouth immediately, afraid to speak now, afraid to give Light any reason to continue. The fear inside him almost seemed to fuel his own desire, which only served to make the situation worse. Why did he seem to like what this boy did with him? The way he toyed with him, and drug out each moment until he could barely stand it.

Light moved his lips from L's ear and moved downward to the side of his neck, caressing the skin, letting out a slow, hot breath onto it, making every hair on L's body stand on end for a brief moment. He took in a deep breath of L's scent, closing his eyes and kissing his neck softly, slowly moving further down. His lips reached the collar of L's shirt and he kissed the last portion of uncovered flesh before he pressed his face against the worn cloth, letting his warmth mingle with L's as he reached with both hands and pulled the detective's knees apart.

L was so tense, he was unsure of whether he would ever be able to relax, or move again. He knew that nothing he could say would make Light cease these actions, and deep down, he knew he didn't want him to, but at the same time, he knew that this had 'bad idea' written all over it. He was paralyzed at the thought that Light was really doing this, as though it were a dream, and he also still had a deep-seated fear that this wasn't Light, but Kira, and this was all just another game to exploit his weaknesses.

L was shaken from his trail of thought rather abruptly; he was focusing so much on the reasoning behind the event that for a brief moment, he believed that Light had settled, but he now felt Light's teeth pressing lightly down on his Right nipple, through his shirt, and he was forced to let out a quiet, breathy "Nnhah..."

Light let out a low chuckle and clenched his teeth down a little harder, twisting his head just slightly before releasing and kissing the same spot, as if giving the tender flesh a hollow apology. He was now quite certain that L was some kind of masochist by the way he responded to even the smallest amounts of pain. He moved to his right and brushed his lips teasingly over L's Left nipple, the cloth leaving an interesting, and distinct feel on his skin. He moved his left hand to L's waist, and slipped his fingers up under the detective's shirt.

L's muscles were now slowly relaxing the more Light teased him. He wanted to stay rigid, to be able to fight off Light's advances. He wanted to be stronger than how he was being now, but slowly and surely he was succumbing. His jeans were stretched tightly in the front, and a dull throbbing pain in his groin made his entire being beg for release, but he still said nothing, biting his lower lip to keep from making any more sounds he didn't need to.

Light moved his Right hand directly adjacent to his Left, and in one fluid movement, he pulled L's shirt up over his shoulders, but not all the way off. He made the shirt come up to cover half the detective's face, leaving him blindfolded, but exposing everything from the tip of his nose down to his waist. Light pressed his lips firmly against L's, running the tip of his tongue across L's lower lip, but when the detective refused to yield, he pushed more strongly, and forced him to submit.

Not being able to see did not help L's situation, and with Light's tongue brushing gracefully against his, there was almost nothing he could to to hold onto his convictions. And then it happened again; Light's lips on the side of his neck, that hot breath on his skin, the chills running down his spine, making his every muscle tense and relax simultaneously. He was only vaguely aware that Light was kissing his way down his body, his lips caressing him every inch or so down the front of him, pausing only to tease one of his nipples for a moment before continuing downward.

L realized he was probably just not thinking clearly; his mind swimming due to his blood relocating itself involuntarily. The pain from between his legs was nearly unbearable, and he was once again reluctant to let Light notice, but for a moment, he could at least be thankful that Light's hands were busy keeping him blindfolded.

More kissing; Light's lips grazed around his navel, lingering for a moment before moving down again at the same excruciatingly slow pace. L was going crazy with desire he didn't want, digging his fingernails as deep into the couch's leather exterior as he could, clenching his teeth, trying to fight off the feelings he was starting to be overcome with. Light's grip on the shirt loosened, and L could tell he was busy with something, and then he felt it; the light pop, and the slight release of tension as his jeans were unbuttoned. Light must have done it with his teeth, which impressed L to some length, but he mentally slapped himself once more, trying not to let his thoughts stray in that direction unnecessarily. The last thing he needed to do was think of this act as something positive, regardless of how much he may or may not want it.

Light's hands now left the shirt alone, letting it fall back over L's face. Taking a deep, shaky breath, L reached hesitantly up to remove the shirt the rest of the way. Light's fingers found the zipper of L's jeans, and L marveled at the way his slender fingers worked, even at the simplest of tasks. Once the layer of jean was out of the way, there was only one last thin layer of cloth standing between Light and what he sought, and much to L's embarrassment, oh was it standing.

Light let out a long, hot breath on the thin cloth, making L shudder. L was surprised that the boy was taking things this far, and he knew that things were about to get very out of hand, but he was in this too deep to say a thing, and at last he let his mind get washed away in the pleasure. Light noticed a change in L's posture, just slightly, but it told him a lot, and he soon rewarded him for behaving so well.

L took in a sharp breath and held it for as long as he could as Light brushed his cheek against the thinly veiled bulge, followed by his lips, caressing his entire length in soft fluid motions unlike any L had ever experienced. He wondered in the back of his mind where Light could have learned such tricks, but decided that was one thing he preferred stay a mystery for the time being. A slight wetness reached L's senses and he noticed that Light's tongue was running the same track, darkening the fabric of his boxers in a small, wavering trail, and he could no longer keep his eyes open.

Light's fingertips found the elastic of L's boxers, and after a quick moment of silent work, L felt the cool air of the living room hit his bare flesh, and his back arched slightly, a strong shiver travelling down his spine, stretching to what seemed like every fiber of his being. He was surprised at how strong Light's fingers felt compared to how slender and feminine they looked at times, but he didn't have much time to think about such things as he felt Light run the tip of his tongue from the base of his shaft to the head, using the same slow pace he had been using for everything, and it drove L near to his breaking point.

After repeating the motion once more, keeping his fingers firmly around the base, Light began working his tongue on the exposed skin, dancing lightly across it, and he made his way to the glans, licking the drop of pre-cum that was beginning to run down the side. The salty liquid both disgusted, and excited Light, and only led him to work more on the head, kissing it gently before wrapping his lips around only half an inch of it and slowly pulling off, teasing L more than anything, unwilling to make this quick or easy.

L's breathing was shallow, and wrought with desire; heat emanated from his every pore, and he knew that Light could feel it as much as he could. He could feel the first beads of sweat forming on his forehead, more from his nerves than anything else. He couldn't tell at this point whether the boy had practiced such acts before, or if he was truly going on instinct, but all desire he had to resist was completely gone. He could only hope that no one was in the control room at this moment; there shouldn't be any one in there, since even Chief Yagami had gone home for the night. 'Chief Yagami...' L thought in the back of his mind. 'What would you say if you saw your son now?'

Light took the whole head into his mouth, darting his tongue across the tip of it, clearing away the last trace of pre-cum. His grip had tightened around the base, and his fingertips were gently massaging the flesh, prolonging the moment as much as possible. As he pulled his lips away again, he swirled his tongue around the head, finally getting L to grunt under his breath, to show him that what he was doing was correct. He moved his head forward again, this time taking more than just the head, pressing his tongue firmly against the underside as he slid his lips down over the shaft, taking about half of it in before pulling off.

The actual physical act had never seemed like it would be difficult to Light; in fact, he had noticed that when Misa had insisted on doing it to him, she had never had any difficulty. But the thought of taking the whole thing into his mouth nearly baffled him; this strange, small Caucasian man, who Light now noticed might actually be bigger than him, though not by much. He pulled his head back, tracing small patterns with his tongue, and he brought his hand up with it, gripping the member tightly, but keeping his forefinger in close contact with his upper lip, and then he moved back down, flattening his hand against L's groin, taking as much of him into his mouth as he could before pulling away again.

Light had never felt his gag reflex trigger so easily before, but he remained steadfast, and did not falter in the execution of his plan; he couldn't come this far and fail now. He closed his eyes, feeling a tear form in the corner of one, despite how he felt. As he moved his head down again, he moved a bit faster, working his hand as diligently as his tongue now. L moved his hand shakily towards Light's shoulder, needing something to grab onto other than the thick leather of the couch, and his fingertips dug in tightly as L tried to stifle yet another breathy moan.

Light quickened his pace for the first time since he had begun this horrible deed, and began moving his head steadily, using his tongue to find L's weakest nerves, and to exploit them. L hadn't had this kind of stimulation in god knows how long, and he was already feeling the familiar tension in his balls as he breathed out as quietly as he could "Ra... Raito..."

He couldn't bring himself to say anything else to warn Light before the boy's work brought him to a quick climax, pouring his hot seed into his mouth. L cringed, suddenly feeling fear again as he felt the boy's tongue cleaning off every drop that he didn't contain in his mouth upon the initial release. L still had not opened his eyes when he felt Light's lips upon his own, and before he could do anything to fight back, the hot liquid was being forced into his mouth, and Light's hand held his chin in place, giving him no option but to accept and swallow it.

L coughed as Light pulled away, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that Light had the worst look of malicious satisfaction he had ever seen. Tears stung at his eyes from the burning sensation in his throat, and he furrowed his brow as he looked at Light, who only smiled at him in return, wiping the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

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Author's Note: If you like this story, please check out my other story, which I've just begun. It's called 'Delete'and it's a series of events written from Mikami Teru's perspective. While there may not be any yaoi in it (Or at least not in my current plans for it) it's still going to have a few explicit adult parts after the first couple chapters.
'Delete' can be found here /s/4464496/1/