Chapter Three
"A….massage? You want to give me a massage?" L asked incredulously. He could understand the part about helping friends out, but wasn't a massage a little much?
"Why of course, I wouldn't have suggested it otherwise." Raito stated, looking at L as if what he was saying should have been obvious.
"Why?" L asked warily. He still didn't trust Raito all the way, nor did he understand him in the least bit. Raito was an enigma to him, and he feared he would always be one.
"Because I want to help you. Don't you want me to help you L? I promise I won't hurt you…." Raito whispered to the other one as he made his way even closer to L. "That is unless you ask me." He thought to himself.
L finally noticing how close Raito was getting to him, backed up until he hit the headboard of his bed, all the while watching as Raito slinked his way closer and closer, as if he were stalking the poor raven.
L flinched slightly and closed his eyes when he felt Raito touch one of his bare feet. Feeling his calloused hands rub themselves over the pale flesh of his appendage, he gasped when Raito kneaded muscles on his foot that he didn't even know were sore.
Little enticing moans etched their way out of L's throat and were succeeding in arousing Raito. Controlling his baser urges, he concentrated on seducing L through his lingering touches. Finishing with one foot he let go and heard the small groan of disappointment that L tried to cover up. Smirking slightly, he grabbed the other foot to begin working on it. Staring intently he watched L's face as he caressed and kneaded his muscles.
L knew he should tell Raito to stop, but it felt way to good to tell him no. He'd never had someone touch him like this. It was nice and comforting, and it felt amazing.
So engrossed in the sensations of having someone touch him and the intoxicating feel of Raito's hands, he didn't realize that the said hands were making their way up his legs. That is until the were on the insides of his sensitive thighs. Very high up on the aforementioned thighs.
Jerking his slate gray eyes open, he looked at Raito who had a very intense look on his face. His luscious lips were held in a rigid grip, his nose was flaring uncontrollably, and his eyes were honeyed shards of crimson, that were sparkled in fixation on L's face.
L gulped audibly. He didn't grasp how a simple massage was turning into unnamable tension, or the way that Raito was staring at him, which by the way was starting to unnerve him.
Trying to break the charged atmosphere, L whispered in his husky monotone. "Thank you Raito-kun, for the massage." He tried to shake the brunette off him, but Raito wasn't moving, well not moving in the way that L wanted him to.
Gliding upward Raito snatched L's hands in a vice grip and pinned them above his head, while bringing his knees to straddling L's lap, effectively subduing his struggling body. Books and papers had fallen off of the bed as Raito had situated himself on top of the raven.
"Raito-kun, what are you doing?" L cried out, scared out of his wits. Raito's face kept getting closer and closer until L could feel the other's breath on his face. Warm breath fanned itself of the plump lips of the pale raven as he looked up at the crimson eyes that were focused entirely on him.
Once again L thought to question Raito, but before he could form the words he felt a smoothness against his own. Raito swooped down covering L's mouth with his own. He slanted and curved and caressed the shocked L's mouth, enticing it to come and play with his own. Letting his tongue come into play he swiped it playfully at the other's tender bottom lip not expecting L to open his mouth, but he did. If only to protest the other, which he failed.
L moaned when he felt that tongue pillaging his mouth. There wasn't a single place that tongue missed. Realizing what was going on, he tried to push Raito out of his mouth with his own tongue, but that only served in Raito kissing him more harshly, and L getting more heated.
Ripping his mouth free, he turned his head to the side. Breaths panted out of him, as Raito moved down his jaw and down his neck, nipping and sucking in so many erroneous places.
Lifting his mouth from the tempting flesh, Raito whispered into L's ear. "L your so sexy when you're denying us both." He punctuated the sentence with a nice and long lick on the outer shell of L's ear, before biting down on it.
L arched up as electricity sparked down his spine and the feel of Raito's mouth on his ear. "I…don't…understand." L gasped out.
"Don't understand what L?" Raito whispered seductively, enjoying the pink roughened cheeks, and the eyes lidded halfway. They beckoned for him to continue his out of control touching of L.
"Why? Why are you doing this to me?" L asked agonized. His face was turned to the side so he couldn't see Raito, his cheeks burning in shame and embarrassment.
"Why you ask? It's not obvious? Maybe I'll have to show you." Raito taunted the other. He knew the other was unused to contact and didn't understand the emotions that caused people to do this.
Slipping his hands downward, he tweaked nipples, twisting and turning them one at a time, while keeping a hold of L's hands as he struggled against Raito and what he was making him feel. Soon he gave up all resistance and fell into Raito's touch.
Smirking triumphantly he brought his hand lower, willing to give L a taste of what he could have with Raito before he left him. Letting his hand fall in between the skin of L and his blue jeans he traced the half hard phallus.
He felt the soft curly hair of L's pubis, before he took the silky flesh into his hand and began to pump him. He knew it wasn't going to take long and he wasn't disappointed. L bucked his hips into his hand and arched attractively towards Raito, who couldn't resist the urge to kiss the bruised lips of the other. L moaned wantonly when at last he felt the pressure in his cock explode out the tip, and felt as the hand continued to pump him lazily, milking him of his creamy essence.
Riding the first orgasm of his life, L felt listless and watched in mild curiosity as Raito released him and slipping his hands out of the jeans. Lifting his hand to his face, Raito began to lick the creamy seed of L's pleasure off his hand.
L blushed harder watching Raito enjoying his flavor. Closing his eyes for a moment in an attempt to wake up, he felt the bed dip as Raito got up off the bed and began gathering his and L's papers.
Walking over to the door Raito called over his shoulder to the groggy teen, "Goodnight L. I'll see you at school tomorrow, and this isn't the last time something like this will happen. I'm forewarning you so you can get acquainted with the idea, and so that you can get more accustomed to me. You're mine for the taking." With that being said, he walked out the bedroom and out the house, leaving L to his thoughts.