Chapter 4
Disclaimer: The Maiden of Autumn owns nothing.
ChillingShadow: This is based off the manga Aijin Incubus. It's very good. I highly recommend you read it, though it's unfinished...
Seishirou Hitsugaya: Sorry to disappoint... and thank you for pointing that out. I had the feeling I had forgotten something, but couldn't for the life of me remember what it was...
L was out of Light's head and perched on his bed the moment they set foot in his room. Ignoring the grinning incubus, Light let his bag slide off of his shoulder and locked the door, though there was no need. His sister was at a friends' house for the night, and trusting Light to the house, his parents had went out and wouldn't be back until late that night.
Which left him completely alone with an incubus who was very, very determined to get into his pants- and other part of him as well, no doubt.
Joy…
"Light…" L called from the bed. He had a smirk fixed fully upon pale lips as Light turned to level a suspicious look upon him, patting the bed beside him invitingly. His tail snaked out to point to the spot L was indicating as well, the tip jerking down towards the bed a couple of times in a "come here" gesture.
But Light was not to be taken in. Snorting, he folded his arms and glared at the demon, leaning back against the door- which was the farthest point in the room from L.
"Like hell I'm going to come over there and sit by you," Light snorted contemptuously. The demon had another thing coming if he thought Light would be lured in and taken advantage of so easily. He was not naïve to fall for such unsubtle tactics. "What would we do?" he continued. "Drink tea that you pulled from your ass or something?"
L grinned sharply, hands resting upon his knees to tug them closer to his chest, curling up almost into an upwards-standing ball. "Well… that could be arranged, if you're into that sort of thing," he chuckled mischievously.
Light stared dumbstruck at the demon for a few shocked moments before he shook his head, and coming up to rest on his temple in a gesture of exasperation. "No, L," he said decisively, fixing the demon with a no-nonsense look. "I thought that what we did before… earlier in the classroom would be enough for now."
L started shaking his head even before Light finished speaking, and once he was finished, abruptly stated, "Light. I burn energy continuously. Being outside of your mind, whether incorporeal or not is going to drain me. It's partly why I'm known as a parasite- I can survive inside your mind perhaps indefinitely, but outside of my host…" here L trailed off shaking his head before he continued, "I cannot. At least, not for very long."
Pushing himself off the door, Light leaned forwards to give L a nasty look at that statement. "Then why not just stay inside of my mind and leave me in peace?" he hissed.
Blinking, the demon merely held out a hand in a gesture begging for understandment and simply explained, "Because it's boring, Light. Liken it to spending your whole life trapped inside of your house. You can see and hear what's going on through the windows, but you cannot do anything to influence the outside world. While in your mind, the most I can do is sort through your thoughts and memories, and even they can grow to become scant entertainment."
Light's expression faded to one of contemplation, and he thoughtfully, he slowly said, "I've never… thought about it that way." To be honest, now that L put it in perspective, he felt a bit guilty for trying to encourage L to simply stay within his mind and not bother him. L had human needs and desires, too; he wouldn't want to be cooped up in the same place for a lifetime, so neither would L.
Shrugging, L brought a thumb up to his lips to mouth at it, brushing aside Light's words dismissively. "Why would you have? You've never been stuck inside a person's mind for their lifetime…"
"And that's why you want to be outside so badly?" Light asked, finally feeling as If he understood the reasoning behind the incubus's motives clearly for the first time. "It's why you want to remain corporeal?"
L gave a small smile and bobbed his head, tail flicking and wings fluttering behind him pleasedly. He was glad that Light was coming to understand him. Perhaps it would make him more receptive of his needs…"Yes. I like the human world, Light," L said, holding out his other hand and using it to articulate his words as he explained. "I like the demon realm as well, but incubi and succubae cannot feed off of one another. It must be a human. Granted, there are many demons that get a full meal here and then go back to our realm for a time, because our energy depletes much slower there, but…"
"What?" Light asked, innately curious.
L simply sighed and shrugged, removing his hand from his mouth to speak more clearly. "Well, once you've seen all the demon realm has to offer, it grows boring very quickly. There? It never changes," L shrugged. "It's a constant fixture in time, never changing nor altering. But the human world? Oh, it's so much more interesting. I've been asleep for 50 years- look how much this world has changed during that time! So many new developments and changes! The demon realm is nice, yes, but mundaneness is not. And the human world is never mundane."
Well, that certainly made sense… though Light's few moments of actually sympathizing with L were ruined when the demon smirked and continued, "And because I'd like to stay in the human world and be more than just a spectator, I need you to supply me constantly with food."
Quirking a brow, Light shook his head, feeling as sense of rising hopelessness and irritation welling up within him. "You know, somehow, I thought that this conversation would loop back to that," he muttered, shaking his head. "Goddamn my innate senses…"
"Light," L said firmly, shifting to lean forwards and spear Light with an intent gaze. "You should have known what you had gotten into the first moment I announced what I was."
"I didn't ask for this!" Light cried incredulously, slashing a hand in front of him in anger. It's not like he had wanted L around in the first place! He hadn't even believed in beings such as L until the goddamn demon had appeared in front of him earlier this morning!
L nodded amicably, raising a single finger in the air as he stated, "No, not directly. But your subconscious did."
Light froze at that, brows drawing together in confusion as he eyes the incubus perched upon his bed. "My- what the hell are you talking about?" Light queried suspiciously.
"Light. Your desires are so strong, they send out almost a…" L trailed off, a look of frustration crossing his face momentarily as he searched for the right word to aid him in his explanation. "…A beacon to beings such as myself. It was only the fact that your family is under my protection that prevents you or any other member of your family from being targeted by others of my kind."
Silent for a few seconds, Light soon spoke up, asking quietly, "…Is that what you meant when you told me that I was under your protection?"
L nodded. "Yes. As long as you are my host, no other will attempt to invade neither you nor any of your family. We sex demons are very honorable when it comes to other's Hosts."
"…And I'm very thankful to you for that, L…" Light told him truthfully, "but it doesn't mean that I want to be obligated to strip down and… and masturbate whenever you decide you want a snack!"
"I would not abuse the privilege of being hosted by one such as you that way, Light. I take only what I need to survive. And I've told you- after 50 years without food, I need it desperately. My body needs time to recover and restore my energy, and as a result, it's working overtime to try to catch up with the 50 years I've been asleep. Think of it as a bear fresh out of hibernation- what do they do when they first wake up?"
Ah, and here, Light knew what this was leading to. "…They eat."
"Exactly," L nodded, face carefully inscrutable and neutral as he continued. "They eat, because their bodies are starved. And I am at critical levels right now, Light. Even maintaining my form outside of your mind like this is draining to me right now. If I was fully fed and healthy, instead of having just come out of a 50-year long sleep, I would not be so desperate. But as it is… I must request that you feed me."
"Well… that's rather romantic, isn't it?" Light bit out sarcastically, eyes narrowing into annoyed slits. "There's really no love in this relationship, is there? Just, 'I need food. Masturbate now,'" he finished in a commanding voice, meant to be a mockery of L's own husky one.
"Love…?" L's brows furrowed at this unexpected turn of events, a frown starting to subtly tug the corners of his pale lips down. "Why would there be love? I know for a fact that you do not love me- I doubt you even like me. Though I do care for you, Light. You are interesting, and from what I have seen of your memories, you do not seem unnecessarily cruel nor spiteful. And… I care for all of my Hosts, Light."
Taken aback, Light was speechless for a moment before he recovered himself, folding his arms and sighing as he answered, "It's not that I don't like you L, I just don't like your mannerism towards sex. You might regard is as simply food, but to human beings… it's much more intimate."
And here L thought for a moment, biting at his thumb as his mind raced, before he spoke up, slowly and quietly asking"…Would you be more willing if I presented my request in a different manner?"
Not on his life. "No," Light said resolutely. "I just… I don't always feel like doing that whenever you want me to." It's not like he could become turned on simply at the snap of L's fingers. Though, knowing the demon, that would no doubt be appealing to him.
"If I were to get you in the mood?" L grinned at this, shifting out of his crouch and slipping to his feet. Light instantly turned wary at this, not liking the way L's grin seemed to be on the brink of twisting into a leer. "I remember you quite liked my hands…" L said suggestively, tail lashing behind him wickedly.
"L. No," Light reiterated, stepping backwards and holding out his hand in a gesture for L to stop. "Not right now. Just… get back in my head, alright?" Light muttered, turning away and waving his hand in shooing motions. "Maybe later, or in the morning."
That little-"Oh, for God's sake, Light," L hissed, folding his arms and leveling a furious glare at Light. "I've had quite enough of your stubbornness."
"And I'm sick of your insistence!" Light yelled, returning L's glare, refusing to back down. "I'm tired of you continuously insisting I masturbate just so that you can have a full stomach or whatever the hell you regard it as!"
"It's what I live off of!" L shot back, angry now, his tail lashing angrily back and forth, barbed end looking positively dangerous as it whipped around. Black energy started crackling at his fingertips, heralding just how angry L was. "I need it to survive, and you withholding and refusing to give me what I need is as good as slowly killing me!"
"Then go and find someone else to feed off of, because I want you gone!" Light retaliated. "I won't just strip and masturbate at your say-so, L! I won't be your meal ticket!"
"Light," L hissed, black eyes burning brightly, red flickering around the edges of his pupil. "I am attached to you. There is no getting around this, whether you like it or not. Now," he continued, stepping closer to Light, "either you feed me, or I take what I need by force."
"I hope that you're not implying rape, L," Light said venomously, straightening up and disregarding the way L stepped closer threateningly, seeming to loom over Light despite his slightly shorter stature.
"Not rape," L replied, his eyes narrowing. "I cannot feed off of rape- it is a safeguard to prevent my species from feeding off of unwilling humans whenever they please. But I can force you to become willing, if need be."
"I'd like to see you try," Light hissed, in his anger not realizing how his words could be taken. It was as much a blatant invitation for L.
L's eyes opened wide for a split second before he smiled darkly, nodding his head curtly. "Fine."
Before Light had a chance to respond, L's arm slashed out and knocked Light backwards, onto his bed. He landed with a fwump and before he had time to raise himself up, the same iron bands that had entrapped his wrists earlier at the school returned to curl around his wrists, poking up from his mattress.
He leveled a furious glare at L as the demon approached, tail snapping and whipping behind him in anger.
"What the hell, L?!" Light asked angrily, tugging his arms. "Not this shit again!"
"I've told you, Light," L said, hopping on the bed and crawling over Light's prone body, hovering over him on hands and knees, " I'll take what I need by force if I have to. And if that means restraining you, then that is what I shall do." There was a dangerous, desperate look within L's eyes, something that indicated that L would be getting what he needed one way or another. If Light had been a lesser man, he might have quailed under such a look directed at him, but Light was not the type. Instead, he met L's gaze with a furious one of his own, leg flashing out to kick L.
However, L was able to twist away and grab the leg as it came at him, demon reflexes flaring in self-defense. Hissing under his breath, L forced the leg down and silently, more iron binding snaked out of the bed and entrapped Light's legs, preventing any more actions against L.
"L!" Light yelled furiously, twisting in a futile effort to get free. "This is ridiculous. Let me go!"
Eyes narrowing, L sat back and shook his head stubbornly. "No."
"You fucking demon," Light cursed, but suddenly froze as L's hands started undoing his belt, flicking the prong out of the hole agilely and slipping it out of the belt loops fluidly, dropping it to the floor. The glint in L's eyes dared Light to say or do anything, and rebelliously, Light glared back twisting within the bonds that restrained him. "Let me go," Light hissed.
L ignored that in favor of unbuttoning Light's trousers, drawing both pants and underwear silently down Light's legs, snapping his fingers to remove the bonds only momentarily so he could take the clothing articles fully of Light before they reappeared once more around Light's ankles with another snap of L's fingers.
It left Light bare and fully exposed to L, unable to resist as the incubus took his limp flesh firmly in hand and began stroking it with a look of set determination upon his face. Light shuddered and bucked his hips up into L's touch, unable to help himself as the pale, electrified fingers danced along his length teasingly.
Biting his lips to prevent himself from crying out, Light glared up at L defiantly, refusing to succumb to the pleasure the incubus was gifting him with.
Bat wings fluttering agitatedly behind him, L leaned forwards to hover over Light, staring straight into his eyes. "Don't try to make me believe you don't like this," L said quietly, yet firmly. Light only glared more fiercely at him, trying to shift away from L, only to be stopped by the iron bonds.
Quirking a brow at Light's persistence, L stopped his actions momentarily to lean forwards, slowly undoing the buttons to Light's white shirt, pushing both shirt ad tan blazer down his arms. L snapped his fingers once more to let the bonds dissipate, push the clothes off of Light's arms, and then another snap of his fingers and the iron rings returned.
But this time, L didn't renew his assault on Light's body. As the bonds reformed around Lights' wrists, L shuddered, swaying unsteadily above Light, tail and wings falling limp as his eyes slipped closed and a hand was brought up to rest on his temple.
Seeing L suddenly seem to weakened disturbed Light enough to ask, despite what L was attempting to do to him, "L… is there something wrong?"
L shook his head, black hair waving gently with the motions. He looked as if he were to topple over, and it took him a moment before he was able to reply. "I... using those bonds drained my strength. I can't… I need more, Light," he murmured shakily, black eyes snapping open and fixing upon Light with a positively hungry look.
"Need more..? What the hell are you talking about?!" Light exclaimed, asking the question with a high level of distrust in his voice, narrowing his eyes at L. He wished he could move away, but goddamn these bonds! Light cursed them to hell and back in the corner of his mind.
"Sex, Light," L said quietly but fervently, eyes opening wide, hands resting upon Light's shoulders as he leaned down to spear Light with an intent look. "I need full sex to recover. Only an orgasm from you that way will give me the energy I need. It's not enough otherwise…"
Light froze, shocked at L's words and the implications that came with them before he spurred into action. "Like FUCK I'm having sex with you!" he yelled, arching his body in an attempt to throw L off of him. L hung on, however, and slipped down Light's body to rest between his thighs, at eye level with Light's aroused cock.
He flicked his eyes up to meet Light's furious- and strangely apprehensive- ones, quirking a brow. "Frankly, Light, I don't think you have a choice," L said firmly, before he grasped Light's thighs firmly and put his tongue out to lick almost cattishly at Light's cock.
And fuck if it didn't feel good, Light had time to think, because L's tongue was hot and tingled with the same electricity that crackled at the tips of his fingers. Not strong enough to be painful, just enough to send little tingles racing up and down his length, left in the wake of the strokes of L's soft, smooth tongue. Light was all-too-willing to allow this, but when L hitched himself forwards and his hands started trailing inwards, farther up his thighs and down, Light snapped taut, panicking. "Damn it, L! Not like… not like this!" he panted, trying to squirm away and prevent those hands from going any further to where Light didn't want them.
"Hush, Light. You brought it upon yourself." And then, the demon rolled his eyes, fangs baring in a mirthless, hard smile as he dabbled his fingers in the precum shining on the tip of Light's cock, before trailing them down to the cleft. "Besides, it's not like you haven't done this with anyone else-"
"What the hell are you talking about, L?!" Light exclaimed, a flash of disbelief crossing over his face. He turned his head to stare straight at L as he growled out, "I am a virgin, you idiot!"
L froze, his large obsidian eyes widening to epic proportions as he froze, hand loosening around Light's erection. "What?" he whispered, looking up through long, shaggy bangs, regarding Light with incredulousy. "This is… you're a virgin?" he breathed.
Mind frantically going back to hastily scan over Light's memories, L could find no evidence that Light had ever engaged in sex with another human. Which meant that Light was being truthful. Which meant that L had been about to…
Light glared at the insensitive sex demon, flicking sweaty caramel-colored hair out of his eyes. "Of course," he hissed venomously. "Why do you think I was so reluctant to do this? I hadn't planned on having my first experience with sex as having a demon's dick shoved up my ass!"
L flinched at that, recoiling slightly. "I…" he trailed off, at a loss for words. Guilt overtook him them- he hadn't planned on this happening. He had planned to seduce Light, perhaps persuade him gently to masturbate or something of the sort by subtly arousing him, but things had spiraled out of control, his anger making him snap and his hunger and demon instincts to overtake him.
He needed food; he craved it, a gnawing hole having been created in his stomach after 50 years of sleep and no food. Even now, he felt his wings and tail begin the slightest trembles, felt his body begin weakening. His fit of anger and use of power in using the bonds to restrain Light had sapped him of whatever energy he'd gained from Light from the past two orgasms, and it was taking a toll on his body.
He was in dire need of sexual energy, but this… what he was doing was wrong. Even as an incubus, the very embodiment of sex and lust, he understood how important a human's first time with sex was. It was a huge hurdle to cross, that loss of virginity, and L couldn't, in good conscience, simply take Light's without his consent, however willing L was sure Light would become during the act itself.
He might have been a demon, but he still had his morals and standards. Light deserved better than this for his first experience with sex.
He withdrew his fingers and sat back, head bowed as guilt wracked through him. "Light," he whispered, the regretful tone gaining Light's attention. "I… I truly am sorry, but you don't understand."
L held up his hand, still not meeting Light's angry eyes. L's pale hand was trembling, the skin stretched tight around the long, fragile-looking bones. "My energy levels are dangerously depleted. You don't understand… my body has been pushed to the very brink, and I'm starving. I need food, I need some sort of sexual contact from you so I won't die, and it needs to be more powerful than a meager orgasm caused by a handjob."
Light's eyes softened upon hearing L's words, sensing the true regret and hearing the desperation in his husky voice. "L… I'm sorry, but I don't want my first time to be like this. This doesn't feel right to me, and though I understand you need food, if you persist down this path, I'll fight you every step of the way. I won't submit willingly."
"Then what do you propose, Light?" L asked, finally raising his head, regarding Light with desperation in his eyes. "I've not lived this long only to die at the hands of your stubbornness. Something must be done, and soon, or I fear I will fade."
Light had nothing to say to that. Tina deep breath, he closed his eyes, mind racing through his options.
L had said... the incubus had said that he needed an orgasms more powerful than one caused by a handjob. Okay. So, the demon obviously needed something more than that. Right. There were a lot of options, right?
…Well, maybe there weren't.
He refused to be taken by L; that would not be happening. He would not have his first time be taken by a demon. So maybe he could… persuade the demon to give him a blowjob or something?
No; that was about the same as a handjob, and he didn't think he could ask something like that of L, not really.
But what else was there? The incubus needed something; alright, so he needed actual sex. The whole shebang. Right.
Light blinked as the realization hit him, fingers twitching within his binds as he thought.
…So.
Well, okay.
He could… he could do that.
It wasn't how he had hoped to have his first time go, but… it was something, wasn't it? If it would help L…
Well, he didn't really want the incubus to die. To go away and leave him alone, certainly, but not… not die.
He could. He could try that. He could do it.
Steeling himself, Light looked up, gazing at L speculatively. The demon's heart-shaped face was pale, skin appearing to be stretched tight over his cheekbones, the dark circles ringing his large eyes standing out in stark relief against the bleached skin. Well, L certainly wasn't unappealing, Light thought, though he knew he was being stingy in his criticism of L's appearance.
He wasn't a woman by any means, but there was a certain sly, fey look to L that appealed to Light in an odd way. And remembering earlier this morning, when L had turned on his seductive-incubus-mode and had come onto Light…
He shivered at the remembrance. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. Yeah, it wasn't his ideal thought of a first time, but Light was a male, and a very hormonal, teenaged boy at that, and the thought of sex in any form was extremely arousing to him. Even thinking about it sent a flash of heat through his stomach, anticipation curling in his groin at the thought of it.
Shuddering as mental images of L sprawled underneath him flashed through his mind, it was the final brick in his mental wall of reasoning. So maybe, he really did want this. It didn't make him gay, certainly, but he couldn't deny that the thought of actually having sex with L was alluring. Well... and he was a sex demon- there was no reason to be ashamed of wanting L, was there? He probably had some special seductive aura or something…
Steeling himself, he called L's name, making the demon's eyes snap open, wide obsidian gaze focusing fully and intensely on Light. There was a hungry, desperate look to his black eyes that sent shivers down Light's spine. Now that he had decided to do this, decided he wanted this, he could barely hold himself in check, hot blood rushing through his veins and making him almost tremble in excitement.
"Light?" L asked, and the openness of L's face at the inquiry only served to heighten Light's desire of the demon. "Do you have some sort of idea?"
Light nodded, forcing himself to remain calm. "Yeah, release me first, though. This is kind of uncomfortable."
"Ah." L nodded and snapped his fingers quietly. Immediately, the rough ropes unwrapped themselves from Light's wrists, receding back into the bed and disappearing as If they had never been there. Light sat up, rubbing his sore, reddened wrists gratefully.
L sat back, cocking his head to the side, patiently awaiting Light's idea. It was a bit hard to focus, with the gnawing hole in his stomach taking over his attention. It was probably the reason he didn't notice Light shift up, muscles tensing.
And then, in a lightning-quick move, too fast for L to react to, he pushed L off of him. The momentum sent L sprawling back on Light's bed, the impact of his back upon the mattress knocking his breath from him momentarily, black eyes wide and stunned.
Light grinned and shifted himself to straddle L, snatching both of L's slim wrists in his hand and pinning them to the bed, above L's head. Looking down upon L, the fact that he had a demon of all things, trapped underneath him… it was a very powerful, ready feeling and Light reveled in it.
Shifting, Light braced his free hand on the bed next to L's head, relieving some of his weight onto that hand and leaned down close to L's face. The thin, pale face was a picture of utter shock at the sudden reversal in position, but that was quickly being overtaken by a mixture of apprehension and anger, the mixed emotions flashing over his drawn face.
"This is very reminiscent of not too long ago… I believe you had me in quite a similar position as I have you in right now." Light's smirk widened even as L's pale lips twisted downwards in displeasure, his tail curling and uncurling in angry motions upon the bed. Pleased at the way things were turning out, Light's amber eyes nonetheless narrowed as he continued, "It doesn't feel good to be overpowered in this way, does it, L?"
"Is that what this is, Light?" L hissed, yanking his arms in an attempt to free them from Light's grip, but it was to no avail. Extremely displeased and somewhat apprehensive at being at Light's mercy like this, L brought his tail up and jabbed the pointed tip into Light's side in an attempt to force Light to release him.
Light let out a yelp at being prodded so harshly by the sharp end of L's black tail. He turned his head to the side, glaring fiercely at it as he shifted more upwards so his weight was supported on his knees and he wouldn't topple over.
Cursing under his breath, Light grabbed ahold of the annoying appendage, holding it tightly within his grasp to prevent getting painfully poked by it again.
L froze at the contact, eyes widening as his tail was clutched in Light's hands. It provoked an oddly pleasurable feeling, having his tail held by someone, and he had to bite his lip to prevent a sound of shocked surprise from being issued forth.
Light only grinned upon seeing L's surprise and he held L's tail down, keeping it firmly in place to prevent any future jabbings. "This isn't revenge, L," Light said, shaking his head. At L's dry look, he backtracked somewhat. "Well, maybe a little bit. But it's not the main idea."
"Then what is this?" L growled, lifting his hips and trying to scoot to the left and further away from Light.
"You need food."
Light's blunt statement stopped L short.
"Yes…" L drew out, quirking a suspicious black brow, but allowing Light to go on.
Light shook his head, letting his grip on L's tail go slightly, afraid that he was grasping it too tightly. L had looked distinctly uncomfortable when he had first taken ahold of it. L's tail went limp in his grip, relaxing as it was released and relieved, Light continued, telling L, "But I'm not willing to bottom for you this first time around."
L's black eyes narrowed, seeing the turn this was taking and not liking it in the least. "Your point?"
Light opened his mouth, and then promptly closed it. Goddamn… he didn't want to just go right out and say it- he still was inexperienced enough to get embarrassed by saying such things. Instead, he opted to go around the issue for now. "You can still get food this way, right? You don't have to be on top, you just need my sexual energy to feed off of."
L blinked, not expecting this, nodded suspiciously and quietly said, "…Yes. As long as you orgasm, I'll be able to feed off of it." Oh, he knew where this was going…
Sighing, Light released L's wrists and tail to lean back and rub his hand through his hair. "L… I really don't want to do this-"
"The erection poking into my thigh says that you're lying, Light," L quickly said, cutting Light off. He shifted to draw up his leg, rubbing the thigh against Light's length. The human let out a strangled gasp at the contact, closing his eyes briefly before opening them once more.
Okay. Fine. Light's eyes narrowed as he decided to hell with it and laid all his cards on the table and firmly said, "L. I'm willing to do this with you- to have sex, as long as I'm not the one on bottom."
L stopped in his movements, glaring up at Light. "That's cruel."
Light quirked a brow haughtily. "What?"
Huffing, L's head lifted and then dropped back onto the bed in irritation, trying to think of a way to force Light to understand why he didn't want to be in this position. "Light… I'm a demon- a very powerful one. I'm not- I'm not comfortable being in this position, in power to a human. I have no idea what you'll do to me-"
Light shook his head, not caring for what L was saying. He was not one to hurt others simply because they displeased him, wasn't one to take advantage of other's weaknesses. "I won't be deliberately cruel to you, L."
"How do I know that? I've known you for only the past day, Light. And from what I've seen, I really don't think you like me, Light. How do I know that you won't harm me while in a weakened state to take out your irritation with me? I may be a demon, but I do feel pain and hurt like any other living being."
"You have such a little opinion of me, L."
"Millennia of dealing with humans have made me quite distrustful of them. If you've seen what I've seen and experienced what I have, you'd be leery of letting your body be under the control of one, too."
"That may be so, L, but you'll have to either trust me not to harm you or settle with me jacking off. Your choice."
And with that, Light sat back, folding his arms as he allowed L a moment to think.
L… L was not happy about this. He didn't relish the thought of giving up control to anyone, much less a human when he was in such a weakened state. How embarrassing, to have been brought low and forced into this position by a mere human… Allow the human to top? Ridiculous, L snorted mentally, eyes narrowing in annoyance.
…And yet… the thought… was not ….displeasing.
Worrisome, certainly, but not… not erotic. Light was certainly very handsome, more so than any of his previous Hosts. And there was just something about Light that was special, that made L a little more… disinclined to not do this.
And already, he could feel his inhibitions crumbling as he thought about it, his desperate need for food, for energy, overtaking his misgivings at the whole situation. Perhaps if he were not so damn hungry, he could have resisted, persuaded Light to give in or make do with some other form of orgasm until he could seduce Light into giving in, but this was not the case.
Hunger was clawing at his stomach, making him lightheaded and willing to say anything if he could just be satisfied. It was a mindless, all-consuming hunger that made him willing to say yes, if only he could be satisfied, fully satisfied for the first time in 50 years.
And it was the hunger that drove him to open his mouth and issue a quiet, "Alright."
Light blinked, cocking his head; from wheat he had seen of the incubus, he hadn't through L would be willing to go along with this. He would have thought L would decline, to demand Light to release him and be satisfied with him simply masturbating.
L's agreement… "You're sure?" Light asked tentatively, shifting forwards so that his face was only a few centimeters away from L's own, staring into hungry, desperate obsidian eyes. He released L's tail, finding that it only lay limply upon the bed to his relief, and brought his hand up to cup L's cheek, searching his pale face for any sign of trickery.
"Yes. But you must understand," L continued, eyes open wide, "that I've never… I've never been in this certain position. Being who I am, I was always reluctant to let someone overpower me in that way. If I allow this," and here L's eyes narrowed and his hands clenched tight, fisting in the sheets, "you will not abuse the trust I'm willing to give to you. Do you understand?"
Light stared hard into L's eyes, searching them, before he nodded. L was asking him not to cause him any pain that wasn't necessary; he could do that. "I promise," he told L, injecting as much honesty into his voice as he could. "I won't do anything to break your trust."
L paused for a moment, before he relaxed somewhat in Light's grip, although his body, as a whole, remained tense. Turning his head away, L muttered, "This was not how I was planning for the night to go…"
"What?" Light hadn't caught all of that. But L shook his head, dismissing the words and turned his head back to Light.
"You do know how to do this, right?"
…Whoa. Hold up.
Light's eyes widened upon being asked the question- theory and practice were two very different things. Sure, he'd seen a few of his sister's yaoi mangas left open on her bed when he went to go and help her with homework, and a few times, when she'd left to go to the bathroom, he'd flipped through a few- just out of curiosity of course. So he knew how this worked, but actually applying it, so to speak…
L saw the hesitancy and unsurely on Light's face and grimaced. Well, Light was a virgin, after all, so he supposed he shouldn't be surprised… Still.
Sighing, L's tail flicked upon the bedsheets, prodding Light in the side once more- but gently, so as not to hurt him but more to gain his attention. "Let me up," L sighed, shifting restlessly underneath Light's heavier mass. "We'll have to make some adjustments."
Light quirked a brow at L's words, and the incubus rolled his eyes. "I'm not planning on doing anything to you, Light. You don't know how to do this, and I do. If you want to be on top, I need preparation, and as you don't know how to do it, I'll have to take care of it."
"Oh." Light nodded and released L's wrists, sitting back. L sat up, and Light eyed him- L still had all of his clothes on. "You'll need to take those off," Light told him, at which the incubus leveled an annoyed look at Light, already in the process of taking his shirt off.
"I know that," L hissed, pulling his long-sleeved, white shirt up and over his head, tossing it next to Light's own clothes onto the floor.
L actually had quite the nice body, Light noted, raking his eyes over L's form while the incubus was distracted unzipping his jeans. Lightly toned, smooth, white skin, little hair, and a slim waist…
Very nice. Perhaps this wouldn't be so bad after all…
And then, L shifted, slipping off his worn jeans, and Light's mouth went dry upon seeing L's long, nicely muscled legs and slim hips. L…
Seeing him like this, it was a very alluring sight, and Light found he could scarcely tear his eyes as L rose to his knees in front of Light, pushing the human back so that he could straddle his hips. L's exposed cock brushed against his own as L settled onto his thighs, and Light had to suppress a groan at the jolt of pure arousal that ran through him at the contact.
L noticed Light's intense eyes upon him- it was hard not to, with the intensity emanating from the lovely amber depths. "It's alright to stare, Light," L told him matter-of-factly, seeing Light jolt as his words penetrated the silence of the room. "I'm an incubus. I was born to be desirable to the eyes of humans, no matter their sex." He gave Light a little smile then, a bit shaky, as if he were trying to reassure himself instead of Light. "In fact, I'd be more bothered if you didn't stare. I'd worry that I was losing my touch."
Light grinned at that, suddenly feeling much more at ease. Reaching up, he gently grasped L's hips, pulling him a bit closer so that he was resting more firmly and comfortably upon his thighs. "You don't need to worry about losing your touch, L," he teased the incubus slightly.
L blinked at that, cocking his head. But he had assumed, due to Light's reluctance… "And here I thought you didn't like males…"
Light paused momentarily, but then his face shifted, lips tilting upward in the very beginning of a smile. "You're the exception," Light told him. "I don't have a choice, really. But… I also am grateful that it was you and not some other incubus. I don't think I'd want to be with any other male but you."
Light purposely didn't exclude succubae, and L picked up on that, lips turning down into a frown. "But you'd be with a female?"
"Like I said, only exception, L," Light reminded the incubus, reaching up to tap L's temple lightly. "Remember?"
"Huh. Evasive," L muttered, tail flicking about almost absentmindedly behind him, the smooth surface sliding over Light's bare legs, the friction creating an almost tickling sensation. Shaking his head, L dismissed the thought and shifted forwards, bracing one hand on the bed and resting all of his weight on his knees, rising up higher to hover over Light's legs.
"L, what are you-" Light started confusedly, but L cut him off by shaking his head, obsidian-black eyes rising to meet Light's in an intense stare.
"Hold me up a bit," L told Light quietly, placing his free right hand on Light's and constricting, making Light's hand grip his hip tighter. Light did so, and L nodded, pleased. "Yes, just like that."
And ten, L let go of Light's hand and brought his right hand up, staring unblinkingly at it while he rubbed his fingers together.
Light's brows furrowed as he shifted underneath L, trying to get more comfortable on the bed. "What are you doing?"
"Lubrication," L replied, and then looked down at Light, tilting his head to the side. The motion caused some of L's shaggy hair to fall to the side, exposing his white throat and pointed ears. It made him look fey and unnatural, combined with the wings Light could just barely see rising from over L's shoulders and the tail that was fwipping about restlessly behind him.
And it hit Light, so very suddenly, that he was about to actually have sex. With a sex demon nonetheless.
How odd.
The bizarreness of the situation struck Light as somewhat humorous, and he had to stifle a sudden chuckle at the thought. L's fingers paused in their rubbing motion and he cocked his head, quirking a brow questioningly at Light.
"What?"
"Nothing, L," Light dismissed. His eyes locked upon L's fingers that were now gleaming with a clear, wet, seemingly slippery substance and he jerked his chin at L's fingers. "What is that?"
"This?" L held up his fingers, allowing Light to see that all five of them were coated in the substance. "This is lubrication. One of the advantages to being an incubus is that we provide our own all-purpose lubrication. It takes a bit of energy," L said, wincing a bit at that, "but it's really very useful, and can be produced from anywhere- all it takes is energy and a bit of friction."
"Oh," Light nodded, and then seeing L lean forwards slightly, lowering his hand, he blinked. "You're going to…"
L nodded, looking mildly uncomfortable as his hand paused, resting on the juncture just below where his tail attached to his spine. "Yes. One of the things I've learned after being hosted by numerous men- and from B, in our little impromptu talk earlier today- is that preparation is necessary for this. You said that you don't know how to do this, and as such, I'll simply spare you the fumbling and do it myself."
Taking a deep breath, L muttered, looking away, "Of course, I've never done this before, either, so it's a bit touch-and-go…"
"You've never done this?" Light asked incredulously, staring up at the grimacing incubus. "But… you've been hosted by men! Surely you've topped?"
"No," L said quietly, looking back down to Light. "I never deigned to fully have intercourse with them, one way or the other. I rarely chose to take a corporeal form while attached to them, as I had no desire to. I simply stayed in their minds and gave them erotic dreams to orgasm from and fed off of them from within. Those that I did come out for, I rarely stayed corporeal for long, and if I did engage in physical acts with them, it never went so far as penetration, because my hosts very rarely evoked any desire in me."
Light's eyes narrowed in irritation at this, and his hands gripped L's slim hips tighter, which was no doubt a bit uncomfortable if L's sudden wince was anything to go by. "Hypocrite," Light hissed. "So you're as much as a virgin as I am in this matter."
"No," L denied. "In the years before Beyond accidentally cursed me, there were quite a few succubae that I was involved with."
"Oh." Feeling contrite, Light relented, relaxing his grip upon L's hips.
The incubus sighed and shrugged, wings flapping a few times subconsciously in nervous anticipation. "May I continue?"
Light nodded. "Yeah. Go ahead."
"Thank you," L muttered, and then taking a deep breath and bracing himself, he raised his tail higher out of the way and slowly slipped his hand down, trailing down the cleft of his ass cheeks until he reached the little puckered entrance.
Here he paused, taking another deep, steadying breath.
From what he'd heard from Beyond and watching other men's fantasies, this was necessary unless he wanted the experience to be painful. Provided, he'd really rather be doing this to Light rather than himself, but Light wasn't cooperating and he could feel the aching gnawing getting worse, having to had expend some of his energy to make the lubrication coating his fingers, so he had to resort to this.
But at least it was him doing this, and not Light. He didn't think… as much as he cared for Light, he wasn't quite ready to trust the human that far as of yet. Demons were flighty, generally distrustful creatures due to past experiences with humans, and L was no exception.
The closest he'd ever gotten to trusting a human fully was Light's grandfather, and part of that was because the man was so old there was nothing he could actually do to L to harm him. And from careful examination of the man's mind in the few years L had been with him, he had no desire whatsoever to harm L at all.
And then, there was Light… for all intents and purposes, he didn't seem like the type to go back on his word, and that was the sole reason L gave him the slightest amount of trust. The sole reason that he was even willing to allow Light to be the penetrator for this act was based on the fact that examination of his mind and actions, and that his grandfather wanted L to be attached to him, proved that he was able to be trusted.
But it didn't mean that he was entirely comfortable with this. Beyond had said that it would be painful, from the few experiences in which he had bottomed for other incubi or humans- Beyond was much more trusting than L was- and that this was the only way to make it less so.
And L didn't exactly relish pain. So there was this.
He bit his lip and clenched the sheets tightly in his bracing hand as he forced himself to proceed, rubbing the lubrication around on the little pucker. It felt weird, L thought as he closed his eyes, focusing wholly on the task at hand.
Foreign and weird, for he was not one that was born to like this, like Beyond was, and was not something he'd ever imagined himself doing. Still, he persisted, recalling Beyond's words from earlier that day.
Preparation? Oh you're actually gonna do it with your host? You must really like him, because you were always kind of a prude, never wanting to do stuff like that with any of your humans.
But the way you need to go about it is simple in theory, but a bit more complicated in real life. Dry friction can hurt, so you need to make sure the outside is lubed up too, to make the actual movement easier. And then, you slip one finger inside, and from there, it's relatively simple. Just make sure it's wet and lubed up enough, or it's gonna hurt. Go slowly, because the muscle needs time to actually stretch and adjust. If you take it slow enough, it shouldn't hurt other than a sort of burning and a weird stretch.
The trick to actually make to feel good is the prostate, L. It's hard to explain- it's almost like a small… nodule? Yeah, nodule that's located in the inner walls. Feels amazing as all fuck if you rub it- Mello's got pretty good fingers, or so Near tells me… Whoa, sorry, sorry! Didn't mean to freak you out with the details!
But anyway… you find that, and everything's good. You finish the prep, make sure everything's wet and stretched, and then from there, it's pretty much like regular sex.
If you want, L, I could show you- Hey, hey, I was kidding! Though, I dunno… with the curse and all, you might just like it… if I remember right… hey, hey! Calm down- I know you're still angry about that, but- watch where you're lobbing those fireballs, L- ACK!
Right. Beyond was a bit annoying, but he could be a veritable source of information. Just slip one finger inside indeed…
Snorting quietly to himself, L shook his head. And then, although he was reluctant to do it- because this was not something he'd ever really wanted to do- he made himself bend his fingers and twist his wrist, slipping his index finger through the ring of muscle and inside of himself.
Oh, fuck-
L choked on a gasp, his eyes widening as the muscles inside of his ass clamped down on that solitary, intruding finger.
It felt so weird, but… fuck if it didn't feel… good. It felt good, and mindlessly, he added another finger, ignoring the stretch of adding it too early in lieu of rubbing the two around, little shocks of pleasure shooting down his spine from the feeling. His muscles rippled around the intrusion, as if they were trying to draw his fingers deeper, and in a mindless, desperate need to sate the desire burning through him, he pushed them as far as they would go, fingers of his free hand clenching in frustration as they were not able to go as deep as L craved them to go.
His ink-black locks fell into his eyes as he allowed his head to drop, shifting his legs wider in a bid to allow his fingers to travel deeper within himself. God, it just felt- it felt so good, better than any sex he'd had with succubae. For some reason, it seemed as if the walls of his ass were overly sensitive, and through his haze, his mind was able to lock onto the thought that perhaps, Beyond's curse had affected more than just what he could feed off of.
He'd kill the-
His fingers suddenly shifted much deeper as he moved his hips forwards just a margin, and they pressed up against a little nub within himself, making his mind go blank as a bolt of pure heat shot through him, making any thoughts vanish in the wake of pure, unadulterated ecstasy. Relentlessly, his fingers never stilling, L pressed and rubbed his fingers over his prostate, little shivers wracking his body at the feeling.
If it felt like this with just his fingers- he shuddered at the thought of what it would feel like when Light was fully sheathed within him. Big and hard and filling him up to the brim-
He gasped once more, feeling his blood begin to churn within his body at the erotic ministrations and thoughts running through his mind, going straight to his cock and making it start to harden. A thin sheen of sweat started forming at his temples as he shifted his hips restlessly, unable to keep still as L's middle and index finger rubbed and scissored relentlessly within his own ass.
Light watched, transfixed as L's closed eyes squeezed tightly shut, a gasp forced between his pale lips, wings fluttering and twitching restlessly upon his back, tail writhing upon the bed. He saw L's cock start to harden, rising slowly from the nest of black curls at its base as he shifted agitatedly on top of him.
L's own cock and warm skin rubbing over his own made desire start to curl at the base of his stomach, blossoming into full-blown arousal. He blinked, trying to clear his mind, to see that L's eyes had slid open, glazed with pleasure and the slightest hint of worry.
Seeing this, Light's brows furrowed and one of his hands slid upwards from L's hip to curl around the side of his face, urging it down and closer to his own. "L? What's wrong?" he breathed, thumb rubbing gently over a sharp cheekbone.
L's lips parted, trembling as he licked them, finding them to have gone dry and shakily replied, "I… I don't know… he said that it would be uncomfortable, but it's not… and... oh, God, it's hard to think, but I don't want to stop…." L gasped the last part, blinking once, eyes opening wide, as wide as they were able to go, fixing upon Light's. "Beyond. Beyond did this…the curse…"
"L? What do you-!" Light's startled, confused words were cut off as he saw L's glazed look be wiped off of his face, replaced with one of frustration and desire. L jerked his hand out of his ass, bringing it up to rub the fingers together in hasty motions, a thick, clear shine quickly becoming visible upon them.
"I don't- can't wait anymore," L snarled, shaking his head, regarding Light from under jagged bangs. Light felt a thrill of mixed apprehension and lust run down his spine, seeing L as he was, wild in lustful abandon. His pointed ears poked out from a thicket of black spikes becoming weighted down by droplets of sweat, shining on his skin and forcing his hair down, to fall around his shoulders and into his black eyes, burning brightly with lust and holding the slightest hint of red to them.
His fingers fully coated in clear lubrication, L shifted quickly and fluidly backwards so that he was resting more firmly atop Light's thigh. Before Light had a chance to recover or even ask what L meant to do, his cock was grasped firmly in L's hand, lubricated fingers slicking the heated flesh. Caught off-guard by the sudden movement, Light could only gasp and arch his hips into L's stroking hand, little prickles of electricity zinging along L's fingers as he spread the lubrication along Light's length, sending waves of pleasure through him.
L gasped at the contact along with Light, able to feel everything the human was feeling, experiencing it alongside the human. Unable to take it anymore, L tore his fingers away from Light's cock, shaking his head in an attempt to clear it of the haze he had become enveloped in. He was getting too caught up in this, to desperate to have Light inside of him that it was scaring him.
But that worry got pushed to the back of his mind at the feel of Light's warm fingers tracing tentatively over his sides, and he raised his eyes to meet Light's lovely amber, a slight hint of worry evident beneath the pure desire clouding his gaze. "L?" Light whispered, finely arched brows drawing together, worried at the way Light simply sat poised atop of him, tremors working their way through the incubus's pale body. "Are you alright?"
Mutely, L nodded, unable to tear his eyes away from Light's. His eyes were so warm, almost a golden color, so very inviting. There was nothing distrustful about those eyes that shone such a warm color, and L knew with sudden clarity that Light would not hurt him. His old friend would not have directed him to Light if he had not been sure that his grandson would not harm L under any circumstances, aware of L's paranoia and reasoning behind that.
Which meant… that he would be safe if he were to do…
With sudden determination, L brought his hands up to press firmly upon Light's chest, bracing himself and preventing Light from getting up as he lifted himself up and shifted forwards so that the very head of Light's cock was pressing against his entrance.
Light's eyes flew wide upon at the sudden action and he tried to get up, to do… do something, but L only pushed down harder, shaking his head silently. His eyes flicked down to meet Light's and the human watched, transfixed as L allowed his thigh muscles to relax, sinking down relentlessly onto his cock, enveloped within a burning-hot, tight sheath inch by inch.
L shuddered and threw his head back, a sharp cry torn from his throat as he felt as if he were being spilt open by Light's girth, painful yet so very wonderful at the same time, reveling in the feel of being filled so full little by little. His fingers dug into the planes of Light's firm chest as he forced his body to take all of Light in, impaling himself relentlessly upon Light's cock.
The human underneath him swore softly and reached out to take L's hips in his hands, helping to steady him, even as he subtly pushed L down further upon his length. L let out a little groan from the back of his throat as he slid down to take all of Light in, freezing once he felt his inner thighs connect with Light's hips and his balls pressed flush against his ass.
Licking his lips, L slitted his eyes open, freezing at the look of pure hunger and eroticism that had overtaken Light's face. Burning amber eyes raked over his body, so intent that L could imagine them leaving a burning trail in their wake.
Desire flaring at that heady thought, L wetted his lips once more, before he tentatively shifted his hips, lifting himself up until only the enlarged head of Light's cock remained with his body and then gracefully dropped back down upon it.
The tip of Light's cock struck directly against his prostate, and that combined with the feeling of being filled so abruptly once more had L quivering and throwing his head back, a strangled scream making its way from his throat as pleasure raced up his spine in fiery streaks.
Light threw his head back as L sunk down onto him once more, gritting his teeth. It felt so good… opening his eyes, he let his eyes wander down L's tautly-strung body, admiring the smooth planes and tight muscles quivering in euphoria. His fingers itched to caress that body so near him, taking him in so welcomingly, and he did so, reaching out to smooth his hands up L's waist and side of his torso.
A small moan wound its way from L's lips, and head bowed, he lifted himself up once more and dropped down. But he continued this time, sliding up and down Light's cock, harsh pants and sharp cries torn from his throat. And it felt so good, so wonderful to have Light inside of him like this, spearing him open and relentlessly rubbing his inner walls and prostate. And Lights' hands, he cracked open an eye as he felt Light's hands smooth over his body, slipping around to caress his shoulder blades.
Never stopping in his movements, he shivered as Light's fingers slowly slid closer to his wings that were hanging limply, too consumed by pleasure to hold them upright. All of his attention was focused on that one little spot inside of him that sent such wonderful, scalding heat racing through his body every time Light resheathed himself inside of his body.
But now, with Light's hands tracing little circles into his skin, inching closer and closer to them… L gasped in shock as Light finally slid his hands to L's wings, fingers of one hand caressing the base of L's left wing, rubbing gently around the spot where human skin connected to leathery membrane, and the other hand holding the right wing itself, tracing the top and along the lines where the bones were. "Light-!" L rasped, shoulders bowing and back arching up into Light's clever hands, the rhythm of his rising and falling faltering in favor of enjoying the new stimuli.
Light smiled wickedly, delicately rubbing and fondling L's small wings. He gave a small thrust of his hips upwards, pressing himself deeper into L and was rewarded with another garbled exclamation of his name.
He removed one of his hands from L's wings and trailed it down the incubus's torso, lingering momentarily to pinch a pink, pert nipple, before continuing down, over L's quivering stomach muscles until his fingers rested just above L's pale cock.
L stilled momentarily, cheeks flushed and eyes glittering in desire to look down upon Light. Like this, hair strewed haphazardly about his face and shoulders, tips of pointed ears sticking out from thick locks of hair and an expression of mixed desperation and desire upon L's pale face… the incubus truly was an erotic sight, riding him so beautifully.
Blinking through lidded eyes, L bowed his head, removing one hand from Light's chest where small, red crescent marks were starting to bloom and laid it atop Light's, gently pushing, urging it down. "Please…" L said huskily, a thread of pleading woven through his voice that had gone hoarse in the wake of voicing his pleasure. "I need…"
Smiling, Light obliged and moved his hand down to grasp L's pale length, delighting in the delicious shudder the demon gave at this. His inner muscles clamped down so tightly upon Light, but he made no attempt to move, only leaned his weight forwards onto his hands and clenched his thighs tightly around Light's hips.
Quirking a brow, Light squeezed L's cock, resulting in what might have been a garbled, unintelligible plea. Heady with the though that he had L so in his power with just a simple touch, his lips tugged upwards in a small smile. "I'll only move if you do," Light whispered wickedly, thrusting his hips upwards while stroking once along L's cock to make sure L understood what he was saying.
L groaned deeply in the back of his throat before he nodded once and impaled himself once more onto Light, quickly working up a rhythm, sliding up and down Light's cock as Light stroked him in tempo with the movements of his hips.
It was pure ecstasy, rendering L's mind incapable of anything else other than what he was doing and feeling, but somehow, it was not enough. Light couldn't go far enough inside of him, and he couldn't lift himself up and drop back down fast enough.
It wasn't enough.
He stilled on top of Light, fingers clenching and curling desperately on top of his stomach. "Harder, Light…harder- I can't…" L panted desperately, looking down at him with desire and a silent pleading in his obsidian eyes.
Light blinked, the sudden lack of friction on his penis snapping him back to attention, and seeing the desperation written on L's face drove his desire to new heights.
Using the strength in his abdomen, he hauled himself up, bracing his hands on L's shoulders as he pushed backwards. The momentum carried both of them backwards, forcing L onto his back with Light on top of him, cock still buried deep within the heat of L's ass.
"Light!" L keened, thrusting his hips upwards and gasping as it forced the length deeper inside of him. It felt so wonderful, so goddamn good to be filled and have Light's hard length rubbing against him, in all the right places and right ways, and he craved it so badly!
Grinning, Light adjusted himself, shifting his hips so that he rested more firmly between L's thighs, nudging them open further. Sliding his hands down L's shoulders, he laced his fingers with L's and pressed the backs of slim hands into the mattress, spreading them out to the side and pinning L's upper body down.
He leaned over L, hovering above him, a small part of him thrilling to the feel of having such a beautiful, powerful being under him. "For someone who's never done this before, for not wanting to have this done to them, it seems like you're enjoying it quite a bit," Light breathed, chuckling in enjoyment as he pulled out and thrust home in a slow, hard thrust, the heat and tightness of the pale body below him sending a flash of pure pleasure through him and the harsh action wrought a choked gasp from L and a near-cry from his own throat.
"I told…you," L panted out, gazing up at Light with heavy-lidded, lustful eyes, "that it was…a product of… Beyond's curse." His wings lay spread out on the bed, limp in the wake of the pleasure L was feeling, although his tail was unable to remain still, twisting and writhing upon the bed in a mimicry of L's own restlessness.
"Whatever it is, you can't deny you like this," Light laughed breathily, reveling in the sounds and reactions he was able to produce from L. The incubus's insides were gripping him so tightly, so hot and silken and welcoming around his throbbing cock, that he was unable to stop from pulling out and thrusting in once more, even as he spoke the words.
L's head flew back as the tip of Light's penis brushed directly over his prostate, a strangled scream wrangled from his throat, leaving him unable to reply. It was as good as music to Light's ears and he grinned wickedly, leaning down over L to brush his lips over the shell of the incubus's ear.
"That scream gives me all the proof I need, L," Light whispered before drawing back, burning amber eyes raking over L's pale body, spread out under him like a feast. Dipping his head, he brushed his lips over L's, delighting in the indrawn breath L gave at the action. "Scream for me some more," Light breathed softly, right before he drew his hips back and thrust home, sheathing himself within L's ass once more.
He didn't stop, though, continuing with his rough movements as L's back arched under the onslaught of pleasure, black hair splayed over the bed sheets as his head whipped back and forth, gasps and moans spilling from his lips as Light continued to pound into him with harsh, rapid thrusts. It was just too much- Light's cock stroking him so very wonderfully from the inside, agitating his prostate relentlessly and yet, it felt like there was tight heat wrapped around his own cock as well, for he could feel exactly what Light was feeling- and it was mind-numbingly good.
A sharp gasp was torn from L's lips every time Light thrust firmly home and Light reveled in the sounds, in the feel of L's inner muscles wrapped around him tightly and so very hotly, rippling as if they were trying to draw him deeper, further inside. L's face was a picture of ecstasy, eyes shut tight and lips parted to allow those delicious sounds to spill out.
Unable to resist, Light ducked his head, pressing his lips firmly against L's, tongue sweeping out to explore the warm, sweet contours of L's lips and mouth. His kiss was received and returned with feverish ardor, L arching up to rub the full length of his body against Light's as his tongue rubbed silkily and fervently against Light's.
The incubus tasted darkly sweet, Light noted, shuddering as L clamped down upon him, making the friction on his cock only that much more unbearable and sending burning waves of ecstasy washing over him.
The kiss did not last long, however, as L soon tore his mouth away, hip canting up to rub the sleek, precum- slickened length of his cock against Light's stomach, desperate for some kind of contact. "Please! I- I need- Oh, God, Light!" L managed to pant out, eyes sliding open. Under the shimmering obsidian, there was a green tint to L's eyes, the same green that Light recognized as sexual energy. L licked his lips, moaning as a particularly rough thrust sent waves of burning pleasure over his body making him shudder and cry out.
Moaning, he wrapped his legs around Light's hip, heels digging into the small of Light's back. The angle was suddenly so much better, Light able to reach so much deeper inside of him that L spasmed, legs constricting around Light and helping draw him in further and harder. His cock rubbed against Light's stomach with every rough thrust, precum smearing stickily over Light's stomach and only adding to the friction.
"L…" Light snarled, folding his upper body over L, hands constricting around the incubus's and nails digging into the white skin. "God… you feel so good…." Light rasped out, bowing his head to suck and nibble at L's throat, delighting in the way the incubus writhed at the sharp nips, tilting his head back to allow Light better access.
The pleasure started to peak within L, a sense of hot, tight ecstasy curling within his groin, only growing with each slam of Light's body into his own. Impaled over and over again, held down and forced to allow Light to pleasure him… it was so erotic, making desire wash over him in waves and he cried out once more, unable to help it, feeling as if he were getting so very close to having that ball of heat explode within his groin.
And then, the head of Light's cock struck directly against this prostate, sending burning wave of heat scalding over his senses and L shuddered, body snapping taut and a hoarse scream being wrenched from his abused throat. His legs locked tight around Light's hips, pulling him in as far as he was able to reach, inner muscles constricting around the human's cock and back arching into a prefect curve.
Dimly, through the haze of pleasure overtaking his senses, L was able to feel Light shudder and call out L's name raspily. His hands released L's and Light's arms wrapped around L's waist, pulling him close, so close that he could dimly feel warm, sweat-slicked skin against his own and the frantic pounding of Light's heart.
Light's lips latched onto L's throat, biting down hard as he gave a last, forceful thrust of his hips, burying his length within L as far as it would go, hot wetness spilling from it and filling L up to the brim. He shivered and fell gracefully to rest on top of L after he had finished, panting and trying to regain a hold on his senses as L relaxed back into the mattress, a sense of peacefulness overtaking him, feeling oddly comfortable at having the human's warm body draped over his own, soft cock still nestled firmly inside of him as they both allowed the lingering aftershocks of orgasm to recede.
Orgasm…
L's eyes snapped open as he felt tendrils of sweet, electric energy flitting over Light's skin, wafting from the human tantalizingly. Throughout the whole act, L had subtly been feeding off of Light- by touching Light, that sexual energy had been directly transferred to L- but now, it was simply rolling off of Light in waves, green threads of sexual energy emanating from his very being, a product of finally having achieved orgasm through a true sexual experience.
Eyelids fluttering, L shifted subtly, bringing his face close to Light's sweat-slicked neck to inhale deeply, savoring in the sweet smell of pure sexual energy. Green tendrils rose from Light's skin, drawn closer to L until they were sucked into his mouth and started sinking into his skin, feeding and revitalizing his very soul and existence. It was heady, the feeling of feeding from such strong energy and L felt himself go a bit lightheaded as he continued to feed, savoring the taste and tingle of power returning to him little by little.
"L…" Light called the incubus's name upon seeing the green tendrils appear once again, as they had before in the classroom. But this time, they seemed much stronger, a more vivid hue and much more tangible. L's eyes opened, and Light was shocked to see that they gleamed green, tendrils of energy being inhaled into the incubus's mouth and sinking into his skin. It gave the pale skin an almost otherworldly, ethereal glow, and unable to help himself, Light leaned down and captured L's lips, feeling a tingle of electricity prickling his lips.
L seemed surprised momentarily, but then he recovered and his hands rose to tangle in Light's silky hair, fisting it and tugging as he inhaled softly into Light's mouth. It was nice, lying here, nestled so close to L, sharing lazy, electric kisses and enjoying the lingering tingles of pleasure.
"Mmm…" Light hummed contentedly against L's lips, shifting his weight onto one elbow so that he could trail the fingers of his other hand up L's body until they reached the wing that was spread limply upon the bed. He caressed the soft, leathery wing lazily, enjoying the lazy shiver L gave as a result.
His legs fell from around Light's waist, and he drew back from the kiss, the tingle of electricity fading from Light's lips as the last tendrils of green disappeared into L's skin and the green dissipated from L's eyes, leaving them a pure obsidian-black once more.
He gave Light a small smile, which Light returned. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" Light asked softly, ducking down to lazily trace his lips over L's collarbone, tongue flicking out to taste the skin.
L was silent for a moment before he shook his head, black hair swinging over his eyes and across the sheets. "I… suppose not…" L admitted, though he was somewhat loathe to. And then his brows drew together, a frown tugging his lips down. "Though, I'm torn between wanting to kick Beyond's ass for doing this to me and putting me in this situation, or thanking him for being able to allow me to enjoy it so thoroughly…"
"Well, L," Light pointed out, reaching up to brush a few stray locks from L's cheeks, chasing them down to trace delicate patterns onto the side of L's neck, "if he hadn't put that curse on you accidentally, we wouldn't be in this situation."
L hummed thoughtfully, craning his neck slightly to the side. "So… I should kick his ass, then?"
Light laughed, pulling away to shift onto his side and pulling out of L in the process, exhaustion creeping over him now that the adrenalin and lingering effects from the orgasm were fading. He felt so tired… Yawning, he pulled L closer to him, feeling the incubus jump in surprise as Light's arms encircled his torso, pulling L flush against his body. "I think you've already accomplished that, L," Light chuckled softly, burying his nose in L's hair and inhaling deeply.
"Ah…" L shifted slightly in Light's arms, wincing as the movement called attention to the ache that was starting to make itself known in his back. He winced in discomfort, though he was comforted by the fact that it would heal before long; demons had supernaturally fast healing abilities.
His wings fluttered unsurely behind him as he stared at Light. Surely the human was feeling some sort of… of…something? He had just lost his virginity to a demon, after all, and... "Shouldn't we… talk about what happened? You're alright with-"
"Hush," Light groaned, yawing widely once more. "L, just go to sleep, alright? I'm fine- whatever you want to talk about can wait until the morning."
L hesitated a moment longer, eyeing Light speculatively before he huffed and relaxed into the soft mattress. He usually didn't need sleep, but having sex had taken quite a bit out of him… he was in an odd state, his whole being humming and tingling with the insane amount of energy he had consumed, yet his body and mind were so weary…
But he supposed he could sleep…
Sensing L's relentment, Light smiled and closed his eyes, reaching down to pull the comforter over them, too tired to care about the mess they had made. It could be cleaned in the morning; he was too tired to deal with it right now.
Pulling L just the slightest bit closer, he reveled in the feel of the incubus's warm body against his own, and the last thing he remembered before drifting off was the feel of L's black tail slipping over to tentatively curl around his leg in a loose grip.
Oh, shit. He had forgotten…
Shooting up, L ignored the fast-healing throb in the back of his spine to straddle Light's sleeping form. He gazed upon Light's sleeping face critically, narrowing his eyes as they searched his face, tracing every angle and slight wrinkle-
No wrinkles.
L's eyes were demon eyes; super-keen, they could see tiny details that duller human eyes missed. On a normal human, L could make out every widening pore, every growing wrinkle that was indication that a human was growing older.
But to L's horror, he saw that the miniscule crow's feet only just starting at the corner of Light's eyes were diminishing until the skin was even and smooth, and his pores were closing until they were no more than a mere child's, leaving the skin unblemished and…
Unaged. Frozen.
Biting back a curse, L's tail whipped back and forth and his wings fluttered stutteringly in frantic worry as he gazed down upon Light's peacefully sleeping face. Anxiety written was in his eyes and obvious in the way he brought his thumb up to mouth at it nervously as his mind raced, trying to figure out how to deal with this new kink thrown at him.
It had been so long since he'd engaged in sexual activities of this sort with a human host… It had completely escaped his mind that this might happen. That kiss… he should not have allowed Light to kiss him while he was feeding… But it had happened, and now…
Fuck.
Light was going to be pissed.
I like my smut raunchy, graphic, and descriptive, if you haven't been able to figure that out yet *winks*
I hope you do, too. Sorry for the delay… three complete revisions of this chapter kicked my ass. Couldn't get the feel of the chapter right.
Right. Next chapter is last. Though, knowing me… it might as well be another two months or so. *Headdesk* Ah… I suck. So unreliable, I really am. Just… read this. Then go read some of my other stories or something and leave me to wallow in the knowledge that I am a miserable being.
… and if you're wondering, I am not depressed. I have a cold. A rather nasty one that goes by the name of Jeremy and is currently clogging my sinuses and is lodged in my throat. I can't talk above a raspy whisper that sounds almost like a squeak. God. First a broken finger and now this. I have the worst luck…