Manipulation
The large double bed lay in a state of disarray as a result of the lovers' recent activities; the sheets twisted and tangled and the pillows in an awkward arrangement. It was a piece of furniture that had been almost completely neglected up until a few days ago. It had been entirely redundant in any purpose for the insomniac detective who considered this chamber his private refuge. However now it had become the centre of the room and around it all levels of disorder and clutter revolved. It was the main point in an ever decreasing vicinity of mess.
L lay sprawled out underneath the mangled sheets. He lay on his stomach with his laptop resting upon the pillows. His fingers danced over the keys while he went over the finer points of information and delicately re-wrote history. He was wearing only a thin white, short sleeved t-shirt, one of the few basic articles of clothing that made up his modest wardrobe. Towards the foot of his bed his bare feet twitched, exposed from underneath the knotted sheets.
Beside him lay his lover, the immaculately handsome mass-murderer. Light was naked from the waist up, wearing only a pair of boxers, a contrasting image to that of his friend who lay naked from the waist down. The young man was taking advantage of this arrangement, running his talented fingers over L's thighs, now and again stopping in these strokes to dip under the hem of L's shirt. He lay on his side, watching L type and now and again conversing with him leisurely in soft tones. He moved his hand up again to run his fingers tenderly over L's arms and then up to play with his hair.
L shifted the arm that was propping his head up slightly and turned his attention to his friend, his black eyes flicking back to gaze at the attractive young man beside him.
They both lay still for a few moments, regarding one another in silence. They were both still separate entities, both men had brilliant minds that existed closed off and isolated in their skulls but they had peeled away at the skin and the barriers that separated them. Now their thoughts ran sweetly along a single line, their eyes met with complete understanding and comprehension, their emotions mingled and blurred.
Light reached out his fingers to run over L's pale cheek before trailing down to his lips. L took Light's tips into his mouth, a slight smile at the action curving the corners of his pale lips. Light rested them upon the tight ridges of L's teeth and felt the wetness of L's tongue just grazing them in a curious way. He mimicked L's slight smile. After a few moments he withdrew his fingers and brought them up again to push into L's hair and tangle in those locks.
"Are you frightened?" Light whispered, "we're on the pinnacle now, almost the point of no return…" he knew that this really was the taboo topic of conversation. He had lain with L for hours now and talked for hours with him but there were some things at the moment, still at this tenuous moment, that were not said between them, other than in looks between their eyes. Even so, for some reason Light felt those words leave him. Part of him wanted to to dare the truth, in the same way people were compelled to face their own mortality. "It all rests on Monday."
L tilted his head, his large black eyes drinking in Light's own amber ones, his gaze, one Light was so intimately familiar with by now, all-consuming.
"My very nerves tingle," L whispered softly, his breath touching Light's face. There was another period of silence. L reached across to run his fingers over his lover's chest. His eyes were intent and thoughtful. Those glittering black orbs were so very full of intelligence and soul.
"Our plan rests on two individuals, Rem and Misa, the more confident we are that they will co-operate and perform well, the more we can be assured of success.
The shinigami had a mind and a disposition that I found easy to assess and to a great extent she has already fulfilled her part of the bargain. I am content there," he paused, sliding his head right down to rest upon the mattress, keeping his eyes upon Light at the same time and continuing to caress the man's chest, "however what made Rem easy to anticipate and control is also the biggest liability. We have convinced Rem to take on a concept of doing things for Misa's own good and over-ruling the instinct for her to try and make Misa immediately happy. However Misa is Rem's addiction, her obsession. She will only stay strong in her resolve if she does not perceive any distress and pain in the object of her affection." Here L paused again and there was another short silence. His bony fingers brushed away Light's hair from his face so that there was even less of an obstacle between their unshielded gaze.
"Do you understand?" L said softly. Light lay quiet, his eyes fixed upon his lover's. Then slowly he nodded. L's fingers went to run through Light's hair, from his scalp to the tips in a thorough, languid motion.
"All Misa cares about is you, if she feels secure in your plan then she will not only perform to her best but will be content and relaxed, which in turn will ensure that Rem is relaxed and compliant," L ran his hand down Light's back and then rested it against the smooth curve of the boy's hip, "therefore you should endeavour to make her feel comfortable and reassured." There was another silence, in which the two stared at each other and L's hand gently travelled up and down Light's soft skin.
"That seems to be logical conjecture," Light agreed softly. His skin was hot against L's fingers, he moved them up to caress the boy's face and they lay in silence once more as L stroked his cheek.
"It would be a good thing if you went to reassure her tonight, it is a good time," L told him at length, "I can have you driven to her apartment and back, everything is simple to arrange in terms of both convenience and surety." L's hand rested on Light's shoulder while Light lay still, his eyes fixed upon his lover's.
"Yes," Light replied quietly, "I understand." L pulled his arm up underneath his head, resting it into the crook of his elbow.
"Use protection," he told Light simply. Light stared at him for a few moments more then nodded. He shifted back on the bed and then rose to cross the room, pausing at the door.
"I'll shower, then dress then go," he said. L lay watching Light from the bed, his black eyes turned upwards upon his flawless lover.
"I'll arrange a car then to take you there," L responded. Then Light pulled the door open and left the room for the bathroom.
He did not take long and soon returned to the bedroom. L had shifted positions by this point and was sitting up in the bed typing away on his laptop. Light dressed quickly but carefully. L paused in his work to watch Light as he prepared then got up out of the bed and crossed to room to help him. L stood before his lover and Light stood still and let L slowly reach out and straighten his cuffs and smooth down his hair for him. When L was done with the boy he nodded.
"You look very handsome," he told Light approvingly. Light said nothing and the two men stood regarding one another in silence for a few moments. Then Light took L's hand in his and leant in to press a kiss to the other man's cheek. L stood perfectly still whilst Light administered this chaste token of affection. Light drew back and L told him,
"The car is waiting, you'll be taking a long route but it is a safe one. Your journey should not be noted. I will see you in a few hours." He embraced his friend and then slid a couple of condoms into his back pocket. Light stroked L's hair softly and then drew away from his lover and exited the bedroom.
It was half past twelve when Light arrived at Misa's apartment. He knocked forcefully on the door. It took quite a while before his knocks were answered but he knew that the young model was in because L had checked her schedule. Eventually the door was pulled open and the pretty blond serial killer was revealed. Her hair was loose and her make up was done in pastel shades. Her smooth skin shone from underneath a short frilly creation; a Barbie doll apparition, a Lolita fashionista. Light cast a quick eye over her outfit, running his attention down to the pale tight hold-ups that ended in ornate lace and black and white ribbons. Her eyes widened when she saw her visitor and she gave a delighted cry;
"Light!" Then she threw herself into his arms. The arrogant young mass murderer caught her and wrapped his arms around her in a comfortable hold. She made happy rippling noises into his neck which tickled him uncomfortably.
"Shhh, Misa," he said quietly resisting the temptation to twist his head away from her.
"I can't believe you came to see me Light!" she cried.
"Shhh, I shouldn't be here," Light responded as Misa pulled away from him to look up at the handsome young man with eyes shining with adoration. "Let me come in." Misa nodded and restrained her squeals as she pulled Light into the apartment, shutting the door behind him.
The shinigami looked up as her mistress pulled in her boyfriend into the bedroom. Her eyes stared stonily at Light with a questioning. Light met her gaze placidly.
"I'm so glad you came to see me Light!" Misa cried, "I've missed you so much! I'd hoped that we could see each other more when we were released but I haven't been able to see you for so long!"
"It wasn't easy," Light said softly, a charming smile spreading across his perfect features, "but I saw an opportunity. I can't stay long though." He reached out to run his his fingers through Misa's soft blond hair tenderly and the girl's eyes misted over with pure joy and pleasure, captivated by her beloved's gaze, his smile and his touches. Light drew his eyes back up to the shinigami.
"Rem, would you mind if I spent a little time with Misa alone, we have been apart for a long time." The shinigami stared at him with the same rough, narrow expression, then cast her eyes to her mistress who had turned to her with large glittering blue eyes.
"Um, Rem, please could you leave, just, just for a little while," she asked "I just want to be alone with Light for a while!" Rem lowered her head slightly and replied,
"Of course, Misa, I should be returning now anyway." Then she turned and walked through the wall, disappearing from the room. Once she was gone Misa turned right back to Light.
"I've been really really good Light!" She told him eagerly, "I've learnt all of that speech, all the information, right off by heart! I can recite it perfectly and I've been practicing! I won't let you down Light, I'll never ever let you down again Light!"
"Good girl," Light said softly, the sweet smile taking his lips once more, "I know you won't let me down Misa. You've done very well. It's all okay now." He pulled her close and leant in to kiss her. Misa leant into his embrace eagerly and Light felt her heart beating furiously when he moved his hand down softly to her left breast. They separated once more, Misa flushed and a sweet haze over her countenance, and Light moved his hands over her bare shoulders stroking them tenderly.
"Soon everything will be done Misa, and we will be free forever and we'll build a beautiful new world together." He moved his hand to her moist pink lips to rub them with his thumb, "do you understand? This is the last thing we need to do before we can be free. It will be over soon." Misa stared up at him and nodded. He leant in and kissed her again, pulling her closer. Her body seemed very slender and small in his arms, she went limp when he kissed her, her lips shivering against his and her body becoming weak, he had to support her entirely. At length they parted again and Light stroked her hair, pushing the thin strands behind the girl's small, shell-like ears.
"Are you frightened about having to give the confession," he whispered gently, soft concern shaping his beautiful tones of voice. She stared up at him for a few seconds, her cheeks pink and her eyes glazed over, still absorbed in the sensations of his embrace, then she shook her head.
"Good," Light said smiling, he moved his hand down slowly, his fingers trailing down to play with the lace at the top of her dress, his smooth eyelids and light brown eyelashes shielding his amber eyes from view as he looked down upon her, "you don't need to be afraid anymore. I will protect you Misa." He lifted his eyes up again to meet hers, "I know I've failed you in the past but I will make up for it. I will protect you forever. You and I will rule the world together."
Misa breathed softly, a sigh of pure ecstasy and surprised joy. Light moved his left hand up to play with her hair and continue to stroke her shoulder while his right went down to carefully undo the corsetry at the front of her dress. Misa reached up to wrap her arms around Light's neck and leant against him, her body becoming limp again. Light claimed her lips in a kiss once more and feeling her weight go completely slack in his embrace he took the opportunity to lift her up, sweeping his arms underneath her slender legs, and carry her across the room to the bed.
When he laid her down upon the sheets she sprawled out perfectly, her hair fanning out beneath her and her legs overlapping, slightly bent at the knee but flat against the mattress. She was very easy to maneuver, Light thought, she fell into position like silk dropped onto a marble floor. It made things so easy. She was so simple. He slowly crawled onto the bed, moving over her, legs either side of her narrow frame, and looking down upon her thoughtfully. He watched her expression with his perfect predatory red eyes; her shallow breaths and half-exposed chest that was rising and falling notably. He smiled and leant down to press his mouth to Misa's neck, smirking further against the pale skin as he felt her tremble and gasp, then employing his tongue in the technique. His fingers finished his earlier work on her corsetry and slid his fingers underneath the fabric to pull it down and apart to expose the girl's breasts.
He lifted his head up for a moment to take a look at the newly exposed flesh, his bland eyes taking in the medium sized round breasts with small pink nipples. Misa's eyes were half-closed, her thick mascaraed eyelashes fluttering over the shining blue orbs. Her hands were tight at Light's back, clutching at her beloved. Light leant back down again to spread kisses down Misa's neck, down across her chest where he covered a nipple with his mouth and sucked. Misa moaned softly and her hands stroked at his back. The sensation was mildly distracting although he could barely feel it through his shirt. He slipped his hands round to her back to undo the clasps and buttons that held the dress in place and then carefully pulled, bringing the dress right down to where it coiled at her hips. He moved his attentions across to the other breast, taking in as much as he could and winding his warm tongue around it as he drew the flesh into his mouth.
He pulled the dress down over her thighs, moving a hand underneath her her legs to lift them up as he drew the fabric down over them so that he could get it free easily and discard it. She was so pliable; it was not a difficult task. As an afterthought he stroked her thighs as he did so, running his hands up and down from the inner curve of her knee to right up at the thin line of her lacy underwear. She moved her legs apart, pressing her thighs around his hips so he moved down to lie against her, in-between her legs. She was moaning again but still very softly so it was not a great irritation. He silenced her anyway by moving up to kiss her again, this time deepening the kiss. She responded by countering his moves, following his lead. They parted and he moved to kiss her cheeks and neck again, one hand clasped her left breast, enveloping it in his warm palm and teasing the nipple with his fingers, while the other stroked her hair.
"Light," she whimpered breathily, "Light, I love you," she moved her hands to the front of his chest, to struggle awkwardly with the buttons. Light moved back, unbuttoning his shirt himself and then slipping it off his shoulders and discarding it also before leaning back down to continue covering Misa's flesh with wet, expert kisses.
The motions that Misa was making with her thighs; wrapping them around his legs and writhing slightly underneath him indicated that she was eager to progress. Light obligingly slid his hands back down over Misa body, making sure to run them over every sensitive part in the course of the journey, and then hooking his fingers into the thin sides of her knickers before pulling the piece of lingerie down and slipping it off her legs and flinging it aside. He sat up to do so and afterwards ran his hands up the smooth legs to peel the lacy Lolita hold-ups away and throw them away also. Once again, having now stripped Misa entirely naked, he glanced down to regard the young model's bare flesh. Misa was completely waxed, the pink skin smooth, a neat fold in-between her legs. It looked strange to Light. It was trim and pert though, simplicity was probably a good feature. But it didn't look natural.
Light thoughts wondered to the image of L's thick black pubic hair, he liked the look and feel of that tight male knot between the legs. He liked the soft dark hairs that covered L's legs as well, how they grew darker towards the summit of his thighs, the graduation in shade and texture. He leant down to run his tongue along Misa's small smooth stomach. He licked up from the belly button then around the curves following the lines of Misa's slender figure. Her curved, hourglass, narrow figure was also strange too to him, she seemed freakishly small. He found the way that her stomach rounded off odd as well; it was pretty flat considering but it still had the natural feminine curve. Light liked the regular, toned, angular shape that L possessed. He liked the man's taught body. He liked to lie shoulder to shoulder while making love.
He moved his hand down then up inbetween Misa's legs, sliding his fingers up purposefully before parting those folds of skin and slipping them inside the young model. Misa sighed and whimpered, moving slightly against Light and running her hands over his chest. Her movements made his progression awkward. He moved upward to kiss her again, feeling her lithe body moving underneath him. He withdrew the fingers, slightly uncomfortable with the moistness but not betraying this in his expression, and pulled his hands up to undo his trousers.
Misa stared up at her beloved through those thick fluttering eyelashes, eyes still half closed, her face and body flushed, her chest rising and falling with a rapid tempo and her breaths coming fast and quick. Light reached round to retrieve the thin package from his back pocket (briefly wondering why L had decided to give him a spare as well) before pulling down his trousers and underwear in a single movement then kicking the clothing to the floor. Misa's hands were caressing his arms and chest and she murmuring his name over and over, he wished that she would just shut up. He tore open the condom packet and discarding the foil he rolled the thin sheath over his member. Leaning down he wrapped his legs around Misa's and pressed his face into the girl's neck to nuzzle and kiss and suck and hide his face. He moved one hand down to rub and stroke at her hip and maneuver her legs carefully, then positioning himself until he was comfortable and was confident that Misa was also he moved his hips upwards in a smooth motion and entered her.
He heard Misa gasp and whimper and felt her shuddering underneath him and the sound of her short breath and new moans told him he was performing well. He closed his eyes and licked and nibbled and the girl's earlobe. It wasn't hard to lose himself in the physical sensations. It was wetter than he expected but warm and tight and he moved fast and hard.
Misa stared moaning and whimpering quite loudly, her high resounding tones rising and falling with his thrusts and accompanies by squeaks and little cries of pleasure in the back of her throat. Light was a little worried that she was getting loud enough to disturb the neighbours but he reminded himself that should not be a problem. He found the high loud noises irritating though, but really they were to be expected, Misa was the type of girl who would be 'vocal' during intercourse. Light merely panted quietly with the exertion.
The cries did increase in volume and pitch as the activity drew nearer to a close but Light pressed his ear tightly to Misa's throat and merely heard the noises as rumbling vibrations which he could time his thrusts to.
He came soon enough, carefully timed, feeling the trembling beneath him and the rumble of moans of climax. He lay for a few seconds panting, catching his breath, then pushed himself up off the bed and withdrew from the shuddering girl beneath him.
He paused for a moment to stare at Misa. For the first time this evening it was with genuine fascination. The girl was trembling still, her body covered in sweat and her lips parted as she continued to whimper at the roaring waves of pleasure that had consumed her. He stared at the way her hips and legs were shaking. He stared at the way her fingers were curled against the pillow; so limp. Her whole body limp and trembling. He stared at her parted lips, at the sweat and the strands of wet hair that lay across her forehead. It was strangely familiar.
'That's what I look like,' he realised with shock and surprise, 'that's what I feel, that's how it is for me, when I'm with L.' It was a weird sensation to realise this. He considered that if nothing else it was the first time he had ever felt connected with Misa over anything, and that had to be worth something.
Misa opened her eyes to look up at him weakly. She smiled nervously, self-consciously when she saw that Light was staring down at her. Light gave her back the smile; a perfect imitation. Then he leant down to press a kiss to her moist cheek. A kiss goodbye.
"I can't stay," he whispered to her, "I'm sorry Misa, but I have to go." She nodded shakily and smiled again.
"It's okay Light, I understand," she replied.
When Light arrived back at investigation headquarters and made his way back to his and L's room he found L in the same position he had been before; still sitting up in bed and working away at his laptop. He looked up when Light entered and then kept his eyes upon his lover. He moved his fingers round to the back of his laptop screen and Light saw him switch the machine off before lowering the screen with a click.
Light crossed the room and began to undress, stripping down to his boxers, throwing the clothes he had put on for his visit to Misa over the arm of a chair. L watched him silently with his large round, owl-like eyes. Light threw on a comfortable t-shirt before clambering back into the bed beside his best friend. L slid the laptop across the bed, leaning over and placing the computer onto the floor, then leant back beside Light who had already lain down and pulled the covers tightly around himself.
L extended an arm to switch off the lights, plunging the room into near complete darkness with a little flick, and then curled up close to the warm body of his lover. He reached out after a few moments, tentatively, to stroke the boy's hair.
"Tired now?" he whispered very softly. Light nodded in a slight motion against the pillow. It was to be expected that Light would be tired now. L could see the exhaustion in his partner just by looking at him; the way the pillow sagged under his weight, the tight, heavy curve of his eyelids. He continued to stroke Light's hair and the younger man moved closer to the detective. L moved down deeper under the covers and pulled Light towards him wrapping his arms around him. Light shifted his position and leaned into the embrace, pressing his head into the crook of L's neck. L nuzzled against him.
"I can't smell her on you," he whispered into Light's ear.
"I showered again," Light replied, running his fingers down L's spine. He felt L nod against his cheek.
"Good," L murmured softly. He closed his eyes and buried his face in Light's neck lovingly, letting the warm sensation of Light's body against his and his hands stroking against his back coax him into sleep.
See what I did there? Y'know, saying – saying that he'd be on top. And dominant.
Eheheheh heh heh heh heh. Funny surprise huh?
I'm so sorry.
Please don't kill me.
Anywayz what do you think of that twist? Besides the obvious. I don't know what you guys will think of L for basically encouraging/ telling Light to go sleep with Misa to pacify her. I wanted it to be a little shocking. But the point of this is that it is manipulative and L has no qualms about using any methods to manipulate someone and now that he and Light are going to be a partnership he considers all of Light's skills and attributes part of their resources that they should deploy reasonably. Light is charming, attractive and seductive and L considers those skills very useful ones that he does not himself possess. He brings to the table money and power, of course, while Light brings his pretty face and his social skills.
Anyway please do review. I will try and actually respond more, I'm sorry for in the past not answering questions and such! I will endeavour to do so this time and answer any questions – either in private responces or I'll do a proper thing in my next Authors comment. (Unless it's something that will be answered next chapter obviouslay)
Very very few people were suspicious about my hints in the last comment. You need to be more suspicious peoples!
There's been a couple of guesses about what will happen in Light and L's master plan which are correct or close. I know you're all eager for that to be revealed. But seriously don't build it up to much – I'm not that clever so it isn't totally super special awesome. Anyway there is plenty of weekend to enjoy yet! Misa's confession is boring boring boring!
Next chapter you get to see L meeting the rest of Light's family (they are not expecting this) and having dinner round his house! Now isn't that something worth waiting for! That will be super special awesome.