Kira's Secret Revealed - Chapter 8
The actor gasped and whined as Kira worked his profane magic. Kira cackled with effervescent enthusiasm.
Light vaguely noticed L getting up into a crouch and the dramatic crescendo of the background music. But L didn't wait for Light to collect his thoughts. He leaned towards him until their heads almost touched. When Light looked up to meet L's gaze, L lowered his head and suavely brushed his lips against the half open mouth of his young rival. When there was no resistance, he went full throttle into a frenzied kiss. Light didn't know what to think. Was this another one of L's tricks, maybe? The kiss was a little clumsy, but Light gave it a pass. Still it startled him when L brashly invaded his mouth. He almost pulled away. Almost. But L seemed just so skilled in there. He brought with him a kind of sweetened, tangy, salty flavour. But L didn't leave him time to think about that. The passionate movements of his dexterous tongue made Light forget everything around him, the powerful feeling of ecstasy completely overwhelming him.
In the video, Kira was groaning and panting, fervently using every inch of his remarkable finger with great skill.
The kiss ended gently, in contrast to what was happening on screen. Light's attention momentarily flashed back to the video, where the shot showed the action from the side.
The anemic Kira was teasing L's lightly muscled ass. His seductively arched back, and sinewy legs glistened with tiny beads of perspiration under the hot lights.
Light knew that it was rude to look away from L at a time like this, but the detective's attention was likewise diverted, although with somewhat more urgency, given that he was probably very turned on by the kiss.
Kira thrust a long, boot-clad leg acrobatically onto the top of the stocks. The music was chanting away, almost too loudly as the camera showed him from below, where Kira's hand lightly teased L's backside.
Light didn't pull away from L, who was still basically on his lap, but he took a moment to think about his situation as the video continued endlessly. He was almost ready to acknowledge what happened but couldn't quite bring himself to it yet. He felt he had to say something though. "This Kira music certainly is a bit... over-dramatic," he commented.
"Yes, I hope that our Kira doesn't fall," L grinned slightly, awkwardly, but didn't seem as anxious to make fun of the video as before. His thoughts were occupied elsewhere. They both watched uneasily for a moment, if only to avoid looking at each other.
The contortionist that they hired instead of an actor to play Kira was able to lean down and drape his body against L's even in this position. When the scene zoomed out for a second to show the two of them, it looked almost like a dance.
Light realized that only a moment ago he would not have even thought that the insane gymnastics of that Kira on screen were anything other than silly. He tried to sort out his feelings and found no guilt or disgust with what he had just done with L. In fact he almost felt... a sort of gratitude. L had done a service, a favour. So even if L had been more forward, he had still been the one controlling the situation. And now? Horny and fired up, would L be at his mercy?
When their eyes met again, it was almost as if they had the same thought. In this moment they could be L and Kira, pretending that it was fantasy, and knowing that it was truth.
"Ryuzaki." Light smiled, laying on his practiced charm. L turned his head a little too quickly, looking owlishly into Light's dark brown eyes: "Hm?"
"Do you want to...?" Light said slowly.
"Yes." L said, without hesitation, adding with a bit of cheek, "But I get to be Kira."