A/N: You asked, I answered. Love Game has now been increased to a two-shot! If you are wanting it to go even further, then you must be insane. The one-shot barely had enough plot in it to increase it to this, let alone make it into a full-fledged story.
Contains: SemeLxUkeLight and a hint of PWP. (Not a full-on lemon like the first chapter.)
With that said, enjoy the second chapter of Love Game!
Light slept a solid twelve hours after his "competition" with L, still sleeping even when the clock rolled on to nine o'clock at night. L had worked throughout that time period, but he wasn't exactly efficient. His mind would wonder back to what happened earlier that day, and the occasional glances would land on the sleeping adolescent beside him. Although he was trying to convince himself that the encounter was merely accidental, and that he was thoroughly appalled by it, part of him didn't even believe himself.
The encounter was unfortunately pleasant when L ended up surrendering to Light's actions. He couldn't deny that he wasn't sexually attracted to whatever Light was doing because he ended up climaxing. Twice. Before Light did, at that.
As a virgin, L had never had sexual experiences, not ever. He had his views on what it might be like, but he always thought that because of his status in the world he would never be able to explore it. And he most definitely didn't expect his first time to be with a suspect, his most challenging and intelligent suspect at that. To think that the encounter was also completely against his will wasn't exactly positive bonus points either.
But L was going to make this right.
When Light awoke, he was going to be made well aware of the events that occurred that morning. L had the recording of the surveillance cameras in the archive, and as he had promised, he was going to show it to Light. He was going to watch every second of it, and L was going to analyze his reaction thoroughly. If he acted surprised and appalled, then he was too groggy to think straight. If he was cool and collected, then he did have some control over himself. L was well aware of Light's acting ability, but it was worth a shot.
"Mmm… Ryuzaki…?" Light mumbled and rolled over onto his back, causing the bed to shift. His eyes fluttered open and met the dim light in the room, immediately averting to L. "Ryuzaki?" he repeated. "What time is it?"
L felt his heart pound in nervousness in his chest, but he too was a marvelous actor when he needed to be. He put on his best poker face and moved his gaze to the drowsy brunette. "Nine twenty-three, Light-kun."
Light's eyes visibly widened. "PM?"
L nodded in response. "Yes. It's only natural, really. When you passed out earlier, you were both mentally and physically exhausted…" L trailed off, lifting the tea-filled porcelain cup from the nightstand to his lips.
With a puzzled look on his face, Light propped himself up on his elbows. "Passed out? What do you-?" Realization hit him like a slap in the face as his expression changed to a deer-in-headlights look, which vanished a second later to avoid looking suspicious.
L inwardly smirked, placing the cup back on the coaster. "Hmm? Something wrong, Light-kun?"
Light cleared his throat quietly. "No, it's nothing." He quickly changed the subject. "So, how is the case going? Find anything new?"
L raised a nonexistent eyebrow at him. Guilty. "No, nothing new…" L shifted in the bed so that he was sitting normally, reaching across the king-sized bed to fetch the TV remote.
Light pushed himself up into a sitting position. "TV? You never watch TV, Ryuzaki."
"That's true…" L agreed, pressing the power button and turning on the flat screen in front of them. "…but I have something I want to share with you."
L glanced at Light from the corner of his eye, noticing the worry flash through his honey orbs. "Something you want to share with me? Is it related to the Kira case?"
"No, as I said before I have found nothing new related to the investigation." L pressed a button down on his laptop. "Watari, you have the kitchen surveillance from today connected to the TV in our room, correct?"
"Yes, just as you requested," Watari answered immediately, as if anticipating it.
"Thank you," L deadpanned before closing his laptop. "Light-kun, if you could avert your attention to the TV…"
L pressed a button on the black TV remote, causing a lot of small squares to pop up on the screen. They were organized by the hour, starting with midnight that day. L scrolled over to the video labeled: "October 16 2004 - Kitchen Surveillance - 8:00 AM". L was then given the option to choose between a variety of camera angles, thirty-four total. He chose the one centered right above the table, which gives a perfect view of what happened earlier that day.
Light noticeably tensed as the black and white film began rolling. "Ryuzaki, I'm feeling rather hungry…" L felt a tug on his wrist as Light tried to moved towards the edge of the bed. "Can't this wait until later?"
L gripped the chain in a tight grip, not allowing Light to move another inch. "No, it can't. Patience is a virtue, Light-kun. You can eat after this is over."
"But-" Light started to protest.
L glanced at Light from the corner of his eye. "But what, Light-kun?"
With a sigh, the brunette settled himself back beside the detective. "Nothing- It's nothing."
Silence fell between the duo afterwards, the only noise being the quiet static from the TV speakers. Five minutes later, the sound of L and Light conversing started coming through the speakers as L led Light into the kitchen.
L made a tsk sound and reached for the remote again. "This is taking too long." He pressed the fast-forward button, skipping over much of their conversation.
Light shifted uncomfortably beside him. He was constantly flicking his eyes away from the screen and running a hand through his hair- a sure sign of nervousness. "Ryuzaki… Please, can we just go do something else? Kira isn't going to catch himself."
L ignored his comment as he pressed play right when Light got up and strolled over to L on the TV. "Watch carefully, Light-kun."
They both watched Light on the television lowered himself to L's face before connecting their lips in a messy, forced kiss. Light's face instantly flushed with embarrassment at the sight.
"Ryuzaki, this is degrading," he protested. "I'm not watching this."
L felt the bed shift again as Light moved to get off the bed, without his consent this time. Eyes narrowed, L reached out and grabbed Light's wrist in a tight grip and pulled him back. "You're watching this whether you like it or not, Light-kun."
"I don't need to watch this to know what I did!" Light confessed in an exasperated tone. His face was still a guilty bright pink. "I'm sorry, okay? But I don't want to watch this."
L wrenched Light's wrist, causing him to gasp out in pain. "Hey- you're squeezing my wrist kind of hard."
L loosened his grip, but didn't let go as he reached into his jean pocket and pulled out a single key. He wordlessly slid it into the handcuffs on his wrist and unlocked it before attaching the loose cuff to the railings in the headboard behind them. L then turned back to the TV, satisfied.
Light became even more flustered, both at what L did and what was happening on the TV. Television Light had just crawled on top of L and pinned him down, and was now pushing his shirt up to lick and nibble at his nipples. Television L was biting back a moan, causing Light to get even more confident in his actions, dragging his tongue along the milky skin that is L's stomach.
L heard Light swallow loudly beside him. "R-Ryuzaki. Unchain me and turn this off."
"No," L said in reply, his gaze still fixed on the screen. "I want you to see it."
"I don't want to see it!" Light cried and pulled at the wrist connected to the bed, causing a jingling sound to cover the noise on TV. L had just flipped Light back over and was talking sternly to him. Neither seemed very interested in this part. "I bet you're the one wanting to see this, aren't you? And you're trying to justify it with a reason like this!"
"I'm not the one who attacked their co-worker in a drowsy haze before proceeding to sexually assault them," L replied dryly. "I'm only following through with what I promised this morning."
Light raised an eyebrow at L before suddenly thrusting a hand in between his legs. The hand there found L's semi-hard erection and gripped it, causing L to gasp out in surprise.
Light's eyes widened slightly; he didn't expect to actually find something. "See? You are enjoying this."
L yanked Light's hand out between his legs angrily. "Oh, really?" His voice was as collected and monotonous as ever. "And you're not having a reaction to this?"
Light eyed L warily and turned his body a bit to the side. "That's right."
In the blink of an eye, L pounced on Light, knowing he wouldn't actually let him check willingly. He pried Light's legs apart before assertively placing a hand on his crotch. He found his prize, Light's own semi-hard erection. A moan from L on the TV caused it to grow even harder and the corner of L's lips to tug into a small smirk. L began to palm it, looking Light dead in his eyes. "This is a reaction, is it not, Light-kun?"
Face bright red, Light panted slightly before swatting L's hand off of his lower regions. "D-Don't do that!"
L's hands found Light's and pinned them down against the bed. Flustered as ever, Light wriggled underneath L's weight, glaring up at him. "Now what are you doing?"
"Nothing really. I'm just curious…" L lowered his lips down to Light's. Not connecting them, but hovering above them so that Light's breath would blow against his mouth.
His breath came in short, small gasps, as if he was trying not to breath all together. Silence filled the air, except for the occasional moan, gasp, or comment from the TV. L got bolder at Light's lack of fighting, and decided to stare into Light's eyes so they were nose-to-nose, and only half a centimeter away from being mouth to mouth.
Fear reflected off of honey Light's eyes, but that's not all. L also saw traces of excitement and anticipation, as if he was actually enjoying this. Had he been feeling otherwise, he would have been trying to fight L off of him with everything he has. But instead, he was just letting L hold him there, staring up at him, waiting.
"You don't seem very disturbed at what I'm doing," L murmured against the brunette's lips, his gaze not leaving the other's eyes.
L heard Light swallow in response, fingers tightening around his hand. "I-Is it bad if I'm not?" Light began to stare back boldly, the fear slowly fading away from his eyes.
The body underneath him raised his hips so that they grinded against L, creating a wave of pleasure from the friction. L's gaze intensified. "No, it's only normal for someone your age." His tongue slid out of this pale lips to stroke Light's soft pink ones, causing him to shudder. "But what isn't normal is for someone of my age to have feelings like this also. Can you answer that for me, Light-kun? And no, I am not attracted to you."
Light grinded upwards again, this time harder and tortuously slower. L opened his mouth in a silent gasp, giving Light room to stick his tongue into the sweet cavern above him. L's eyes impossibly widened with surprise at the intrusion. The tongue was warm in his mouth, sliding and tracing every area of his mouth before twirling around his own pink appendage.
L went to pull away after a moment, but Light refused, yanking his unchained hand away and burying it in L's raven hair, pushing his lips against his forcefully.
L blinked twice at Light's sudden assertiveness. Light was quite hesitant only a moment before, why the sudden bold act? It was quite hard to think with Light tongue swirling around his mouth. As shameful as it may seem, Light's actions were quite pleasurable. And knowing he had a choice in what was happening this time was a little empowering as well. Finally, he responded, gliding his tongue over Light's and into the brunette's warm mouth.
"Hmm…" Light hummed in response to that action, tightening his grip in appreciation.
Although Light's grip did sting, the make-out session was enough to distract anyone from pain that minor. L's spider hands found Light's face and held it in a tight grip before pulling his lips apart more, giving him more access. The detective slowly sat up so that his legs were bent around Light's hips in a straddling position, but so that Light was still laying flat on their bed.
With the extra access to Light's mouth and the new position, L grew bolder and began to grind his hips forwards, causing Light to moan softly in his mouth at the blissful friction. L continued to move his clothed erection against Light's, tracing Light's teeth and the roof of his mouth, achieving dominance.
Their steamy make-out session lasted a few more minutes before Light finally released his grip on L's hair, letting them both pull back for air.
Panting and face flushed, Light managed a small smirk. "Ha… Looks like you are… attracted to me…"
L echoed Light's pants and blinked at his words before glaring down at him. He could feel his skin begin to moisten and his semi-hard erection pressing against his boxers. He was attracted to something, there's no doubt about that. But was it really Light, the man he believed was Kira…? L would die before he gave him the satisfaction of thinking that.
"Anyone…would be aroused… after that…." L panted in reply before moving his hands to Light's shirt, unbuttoning it while moving his mouth to his neck.
Light gasped at the feeling of a warm, wet tongue on his tan neck skin. Goosebumps covered his skin as cold air hit moist chest. L's fingers moved swiftly, removing his shirt as he continued to abuse Light's skin. As soon as the last button was undone, Light assisted him by pulling his arms out of his sleeves. The shirt was lost somewhere in the room.
His breath regained, Light continued speaking, "Yet you're taking my shirt off and currently acting as the dominant person in this. You have to feel something for that-" He was cut off as L's sneaky tongue wrapped itself around Light's pink nipple, gently sucking and swirling over it.
"One could say that talking ruins the moment…" L mumbled, the vibrations from his voice transferring to Light's pink nub. L raised a pale hand to squeeze and rub the ignored one while he continued his pleasurable actions.
"Ah…" Light panted and glared down at the detective. "So, what? You started off just showing me this video, but now you actually want to do something like this with me?"
L didn't reply this time. He pulled back from Light's tan chest long enough to pull of his white long-sleeved shirt, the room becoming too hot for comfort. L paused for a moment, his wide, black eyes scanning the sight below him. Light's face had a soft pink tinge on his cheeks- not overly noticeable, but it was there. Sweat was beginning to moisten his face, which glistened in the light of the lamp beside the bed. His chest was heaving in nervousness and anticipation as his gaze locked with L's, waiting for what he was going to do next.
Mind made up, L blinked once before unfolding his legs crawling off of Light. Light mirrored L's blink in shock, grabbing L's pale, bare arm. "W-What do you think you're doing?"
L looked over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow. "Hmm? I think we've had enough fun for one day, Light-kun. Let's call it a night."
Light's eyes narrowed, obviously displeased at his comment. "You can't just leave me like this…" he growled, moving his hand down to L's wrist before forcing it on Light's crotch firmly. L felt a bulge there from Light's hard-on. "…See? You created this, and now you're going to take care of it."
L turned back to face Light, taking his seat on the teenager's hips back. "Oh? Is Light-kun actually wanting to have intercourse with me now?" His tone was inquiring and victorious.
He was going to make Light admit that he wants to do something like this with L when he isn't drunk with sleep deprivation. L most certainly won't be having sex with Light again, but knowing Light felt this way was a win to L in some sick way. He is very childish after all- what more to you expect?
"Yeah, sure, whatever," Light grumbled and grinded upwards into L's hand, desperate for friction. "Now are you going to take care of it or not?"
"There's a bathroom right across the room, Light-kun," L said dryly. "Take care of yourself in there."
Light jingled the handcuff on his wrist loudly, as if to make a point. "With you watching? Are you really as bad as Misa makes you seem?"
"No, I am simply doing my job, which is making sure you are or are not Kira," L's hand was still on Light's crotch, which was pressed against Light's clothed erection harder as the brunette became increasingly frustrated. The detective simply shrugged. "If you're really that self conscious about it, then I suppose you could just ignore it…"
L went to pull his hand away, but Light's grip tightened to a death grip, not allow it to move another millimeter.
"Oh, god damn it, L!" Light snapped and rolled his hips upwards roughly into L's hand. Lust flashed through those brown eyes. "Please! We never have to do this again, okay? I never get aroused like this, and it's very frustrating. Just help me take care of it, just this once."
Please. That's the word L was looking for. The fact that Light was begging to have this done was enough to satisfy him. How bad could giving a blow-job be? L's fingers wrapped around the button on Light's pants, causing Light to loosen the grip on his wrist a bit and suck in his breath. L unbuttoned the brown pants and unzipped them before pulling them only far enough to see the bulge in Light's underwear.
L gave it a blank stare, not even looking up to speak. "Are you sure you want me to do this?"
"Yes, just get on with it!" Light pleaded and ran a hand through L's raven locks, gripping his head and urging him downwards.
L's eyes flicked up to give him a warning glance before taking Light's red boxers with his two fingers, slowly sliding it down to reveal Light's hard, pulsing erection. The hand on L's head tightened as Light began to pant lightly in anticipation.
L was totally in the dark when it came to giving oral sex. Again, he was a virgin until Light ripped that away, so he's never been with anyone like this, nor has he ever really wanted to be with anyone like this. Or was that really the truth? His own erection is hard for something- someone. But again, was it really Light?
His pride simply wouldn't allow it.
Completely unsure of what to do, L decided he couldn't screw it up too badly and slid a pale, pink tongue past his pale lips to lick at the head tentatively.
Light's breathing became heaver and the grip impossibly tightened again. "G-Get on with it! No teasing!"
L huffed against the head of the erection at Light's impatience before sliding his mouth over it. He began to suck lightly, still not sure if he was doing the right thing.
"Haah…" Light panted and pressed down on L's head, trying to get him to go faster.
L obliged, taking in more of his erection, pressing his tongue instinctively against the throbbing vein in a sucking motion. He stayed like this for a moment before remembering what Light did for him and came back up. Light's hips began to rise off the bed, so L placed a hand on them to hold him down as he grew bolder, swirling his tongue around the head and taking in more of him every time he went down. L discovered that the key to doing this right was to act like he was eagerly eating a lollipop, which he has plenty of experience doing.
"Ahh…Haah… You're pretty…Haah…Good…" Light managed through the pants and moans, his eyes half lidded in pleasure and his face growing a deeper shade of pink.
"Hmm…" L hummed in response, considering being that's the only noise you can make when you're giving someone oral sex.
Light reacted heavily to this, crying out louder this time and pulling at the still-chained wrist violently.
After seeing Light's positive response to vocal noises, L began to thrown in the occasional hum as he continued to bob up and down. His free hand wandered upwards and started playing with one of Light's nipples, deciding that trying to get Light to orgasm was going to take more than simply a blow-job.
L tweaked the swollen, pink nipple while increasing the speed in his actions and sucking more forcefully. He went down again, this time closing his throat around the throbbing erection in a vacuum-like suck.
"Haah!" Light's hips fought to rise from the bed as he cried out again from L's actions.
L pulled back up to the head, enclosing his mouth around it in the same sucking motion while trailing his pale hand from the nipple down to the base of the erection. He wrapped his hand around in and began to move it up and down, sucking the head at the same time.
Light's breath grew harsher with every suck and every touch made to his lower regions. L could tell that he was growing closer and closer by the way he tugged at his raven hair. He made vocal noises even more often, even moaning out broken syllables of his name at times.
"Ryuu… Haah… zaki…" Light panted with his arched off the bed and his hips held in place by L's single hand.
L pulled away with a small pop! sound and continued the abuse using only his hand. His mouth had grown tired from the up and down motions, and it's not like giving a blow job to your archrival was the most pleasant experience either. He gripped Light's hard, pulsing erection in a semi-tight grip and began to move it up and down from the head to the base. With continuing vocal encouragements from the brunette below him, L began to jerk him off faster until he finally came hard into L's hand.
L stared at his semen-covered hand with a disgusted look on his face before he got up and walked over to the bathroom across the room to retrieve some toilet paper, leaving the panting adolescent on their bed.
Once clean, L returned to the bed to see how Light was doing. He was half-hoping he would have passed out again, but his hopes were shattered as he approached a well awake Light. He had caught his breath at this point, but his hair was still plastered against his forehead with sweat. L handed him a strip of toilet paper to wipe himself off with before taking a seat at the foot of the bed, watching him curiously.
Light gave his forehead a few dabs with the toilet paper before speaking. "…I know you probably don't want to talk to me right now, but you really aren't bad at that. I'm honestly surprised you don't have a girlfriend."
"There's more to a relationship than sex, Light-kun," L muttered dryly as he wiped off his own sticky forehead. "And considering my position in the world as we know it, a long-term or a close relationship with anyone could jeopardize my life. I figured you of all people could be able to figure that out."
Light sighed in response. "I know that, I was just making a comment…" Light paused. L could feel those eyes watching him as he stared off at nothing in particular, hoping he wouldn't say anything else.
Of course, things are never that simple with Light.
"I bet you're probably pretty uncomfortable right now." He gestured towards L's crotch with his eyes. "If you want, I can take care of it."
"I think you've made me orgasm enough for one day, Light-kun," L replied with a hint of sarcasm in his low voice.
He moved over to the nightstand to retrieve his teacup to take a sip. He made a face afterwards; obviously it wasn't sweet enough this time. He put it back down a second later, staring at his reflection in the tan liquid.
Light huffed in irritation. "Are you ever going to let that go? I told you I was sorry; I was obviously sleep deprived, and you know it!"
L sighed. "Just give me a day or so to get over it. I've worked on cases where people have gone through worse things…" he trailed off as he turned away from the coffee cup to face Light.
He looked sincerely upset by what he had done, and L does not doubt that he doesn't. He wasn't exactly upset with what Light had done that morning. Sure, it was completely irrational, irrelevant, and unprofessional, but it wasn't overwhelmingly horrifying. That's the reason why he won't let Light touch him like he touched Light.
L was certain Light had simply lost his memories and transferred the power to someone else. What would happen if the powers somehow transferred back to him, and L somehow had fallen hopelessly in love with him? The outcome wouldn't exactly be in his favor, because L was certain that Kira would kill his own family members to get what he wants, let alone spare his "lover" of an arch-rival. And while L has never had feelings for anyone, and he doesn't understand why he would start now, he's not taking any chances.
L would never let their relationship go farther than a friendship level. Today will be left as a thing of the past, and that will be the end of it. The end. El fin. Owari. L made eye contact with the brunette staring at him with guilty, sad brown eyes and sighed again. I sincerely hope that will be the end of it…
"Come, Light-kun…" L removed the cuff from the bed railing and returned it to his wrist and began walking towards the door, pulling the brunette behind him. "As you said at the start of our conversation, Kira isn't going to catch himself…"
A/N: Please understand that my writing is very inconsistent. This was written in... February, I think it was? My writing style has most likely changed since then, whether it's for the better or worse. I apologize for this.
Sorry for the repetitiveness with some words. I refuse to use slang words for penises while writing, which limits me to the terms I can use.
Also, I'm sorry if you don't think it flowed correctly. I had written the first chapter with the idea that I could increase it into a two-shot, but I had no plans to do so. After about six of you asked for a second chapter, I felt I couldn't ignore it.
(Lol this whole section of Author's Notes is me apologizing...)
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