4.

"I'm so happy to see you!" Misa exclaimed, her voice drilling into Light's skull, as he took her into his arms. "You know," he began, "Sayu and my mom are visiting my grandparents tonight."

He watched as Misa's pupils grew dark with want, "Light… but I thought you-"

Light interrupted the blonde with a kiss, leaning her back against the wall as her arms wrapped around his neck. "Oh Light," she whispered, as he began kissing his way down her neck. "I've wanted this for so long." Her grip on Light's neck tightened, and they were so close that he could hear her heart begin to race. He wondered why his did not seem to follow suit.

He continued to kiss her, picking her up, and carrying her to his room as he did. It seemed though, that no matter how deeply he would kiss her, or where those kisses were planted, his heart refused to change its pace. She cupped his face within her hands, and stared into his dark, blank eyes. As he looked down at her lips, faded lipstick outlining them, he immediately wanted to stop what he was doing… but he just wiped his mouth, and shook his head at the thought.

"What's wrong, Light?" Ryuk asked, which only intensified Light's need to feel something… anything that much more. He ripped his shirt off with such ferocity that all the buttons became undone at once, Misa's hands explored his chest, and soon her mouth followed suit as he began to work on her shirt. Ryuk walked around, and watched as Light fumbled with the clasp on her bra, "never seen one of those before?" he teased, to which Light responded by simply ripping the fabric apart.

After the clothes had been shed, Light flipped Misa over and onto her stomach, and took in the sight before him. Although his body had become undoubtedly aroused, he felt absolutely no interest in partaking in what had now become the inevitable….

[…]

"Are the microphones installed?" L asked, to which Watari sent him a direct uplink to the goings on in the Yagami household. "Ah, thank you very much Watari… if you would like, you may take a break. I'll study the tapes."

"Are you sure, Ryuzaki?" L nodded, "Of course."

As one computer went dark, L raised the volume coming from the other. He closed his eyes, and sat perched in the corner of his room, only to have his eyes widen moments later.

He listened in as Light's breathing became erratic, drowned out only by the moaning that was so high-pitched it could have only come from Misa… L reached for the computer to shut it off, but as Light told Misa to "be quiet!" L became entranced by the heavy sounds that Light's chest produced. He continued to sit in the corner, eyes closed, as he allowed his mind to travel to places that he was ashamed to even acknowledge.

He could hear the sound of the slapping that their skin made as they connected, and Light's breath followed the pace of their movement. L gave in to the thoughts that invaded his mind, and he allowed his hand to travel, only briefly at first, inside his own jeans. Going against the rhythm that Light had set, L's movements were much slower. Bringing his hand from the base right up to the very tip in a slow, concise movement. He didn't want to cum… he just wanted a couple moments of a pleasure that he had, up until now, never experienced.

He felt a warmth fill his body as his mind shut off, focusing solely on the sounds that made their way into his ears. He pumped with one hand, while raising the volume with the other, wanting to be consumed by that sound. His eyes were shut tight, as he fought any sounds that had been trying to escape his lips. Without noticing, his pace began to subconsciously match Light's. His pelvis arched forward with each tug, as he tried desperately to hang in as long as Light could.

Within the breathing, despite experiencing something that had taken him away from the rest of the universe, L was brought back down to reality with one hitch of Light's breath…

"Ellee…" he heard, dragged out, and purposeful it was his name making its way out of Light's shaky lips. At first, L had tried to convince himself that it was just wishful thinking, that his mind had made something out of absolutely nothing…it was just one syllable after all… but no.

L was never wrong.

He sat up, and darted towards his computer, rewinding through the breathing there was an obvious peak in the sound. He played that part, and heard once again "Ellee". That sound… that purposeful roll of the tongue is not a sound related to the primal act of sex… it's not a vowel that one would moan out haphazardly.. No.

It was his name. Clear, and unmistakable…

L's breath hitched as his own cold hands reconnected with his angrily warm dick. He had made a point not to cum, but as he heard Light's breathing become more rapid, and desperate, he felt a need to finish too. He lay back on the floor, and gave in to every urge his mind had shielded him from. Shamelessly, he thrusted himself against his hand to the sound of Light's voice guiding him through it…

As he heard Light let out a slight moan, he too allowed himself to finish. He felt the warm liquid stream down his length and onto the floor below him, as he convulsed in waves of pleasure. He wiped his hand on his jeans, as the cloudiness in his head began to dissipate. He had felt a true, pure feeling of elation for half a second, before the clarity brought him back to his unfortunate reality…

Was this just for my benefit? He thought… Is there any way at all he could've located the microphones?

L covered his face with his hands, embarrassed. His headset still on, pushing his hair against his face.

"It's getting late." He heard finally, along with some rustling sounds as Misa was undoubtedly making her way up and off of the bed. "Oh… well, did you have fun?" Misa asked but L never heard Light's reply.

In fact, all he heard after that… were the sounds of doors closing, and finally the sound of Light has he ran the shower water, and proceeded to jump into bed. L took that as an opportunity to finally let himself have a full night's rest as well.

[…]

"Did I hear something?" Ryuk teased, standing over Light as he tried his hardest to shut his eyes. He turned over to face away from the shinigami. "Oh come on, this is no fun now." Ryuk dropped a pencil on top of Light's head, "You don't even write in the death note anymore…" Ryuk said solemnly, but Light didn't dignify him with a response.. He had told him before, he was trying to stay under the radar for now.

He hid under the blankets, but was met with even more irritation, as his mind refused to let up. He had flipped Misa over for a reason… not only so that he didn't have to see her face, but so he would be able to better picture-

No. He couldn't let his mind go there… he forced those thoughts away just as quickly as they had formed. "I'm just too good of a liar." Light explained to himself, "I'm just getting too caught up in it." He reasoned, figuring that after having sex with Misa, there was absolutely no way he could question his sexuality. The whole world had a crush on her, and she belonged to him. He had christened a body that was wanted by at least 50% of the planet. He tried to force a proud smile, but instead felt nothing but pain.