The Kira Case Mental Profiles Report 4
Raito Yagami and Ryuuzaki (L)
Joint Therapy Session 1 Part 1(4th overall)
"Really, since when are joint therapies done in a room?" Raito said, as he entered the room, sneering.
"It's rather unorthodox but not unheard of. It is more common in couple therapy, though."
L just grinned sheepishly at the younger boy, who looked dashing in a tan suit and a light blue tie.
"Isn't that cute, Raito-kun? She thinks we're a couple!"
"Cut the crap, Ryuuzaki."
"My, my. Isn't Raito-kun unkind."
"Just realistic."
I merely smirked at the witty exchange between the two, wondering who would top who when in bed. That would be one hell of an interesting battle.
"Gentleman, may I have your attention for a second."
"Yes, Aki-hakase1."
Raito nodded.
"For our next confession time activity I need all your clothes off but two. Choose wisely."
I proceeded to strip of my pencil-like gray skirt and blue blouse, earrings, necklace and shoes off as well, leaving only my panties on. I had them specially bought for the occasion. (A rather pale pink, with little black ribbons in the straps.)
Both men eyed me appreciatively, and Light loosened his tie, taking off the blazer and shirt, then going for his shoes along with socks. Ryuuzaki chuckled as he remained clothed.
"L, you're spoiling all the fun! Take at least your shirt off, we know you wear no shoes."
His smile just grew wider, becoming rather creepy.
"You've forgotten, woman, that I go commando. So I actually am wearing just two articles of clothing."
Raito rolled his eyes.
"What next, Aki?"
"We sit at the table and play I've Never. Strip I've Never."
"And it consists of?" Raito inquired, and L stared at me, puzzled.
"It's kind of like strip poker. Only you can skip two questions. For each of them, you give up on a piece of clothing."
L spoke up, clearly enthusiastic. "Great. I can't wait to see Raito-kun."
"Pervert!"
"Cut me some slack, I've just discovered sex this Wednesday! I have to make up for twenty five years of ignorance!"
"Cut the crap." Raito said, a menace ringing in his tone.
"You're hot when you're controlling."
"A turn on in power, have we not?"
"Me too." I admitted, and regretted it immediately. Suddenly they were both staring at me. Dammit.
"Ok. So, um, let's start. I got us some drinks. Chocolate Martini for L, and a Vodka Tonic for Raito."
"And what are you having miss?" L asked, mischievously eying his drink.
"Whiskey."
"Raito. You go first."
"Alright. Any of you a virgin?"
"Not me, Raito-kun. You witnessed my first time. By the way, it was recorded by surveillance for Raito-kun's voyeuring pleasure."
"Really, Ryuuzaki, are you some sort of sociopath stalker freak?" He sighed. "Aki?"
"Not. Had my first time during Middle school."
"So I'm the only one?"
I almost spluttered my eighteen year old scotch on the table.
"Say WHAT?"
"Yeah. I've had blowjobs, handjobs, whatever. I just have never had real sex. So, Aki. Do tell about your first time."
God it was awful. The kid had no idea what he was doing.
I reached up for my bra and pulled the clasp out then put it on the table, smirking at my wide-eyed companions.
"I didn't expect that, Aki-hakase. I guess I'm next. Have you ever sexually fantasized over a historical figure?"
I couldn't help but blush. There goes my Russian Triumvirate secret fantasy.
"Yes. Napoleon. And Stalin, Trotsky and Lenin. On the Politburo conference table." I stated, sipping my whiskey.
L looked thoughtful. "I never thought of them, but it's rather hot. As for me, females would be my favorite wicked femmes Mata Hari and Cleopatra. As for men, Alexander the Great is probably my call. Oh, and Plato, Euclid and Pythagoras. "
We both stared at a blushing Raito, hiding behind his transparent drink. Somehow he didn't seem as brilliant and composed as usual. L hit the jackpot, I thought.
"James Dean."
I barely suppressed a chuckle.
"Can't blame you, Raito-kun. Well, Mr. Dean after all was rather fetching."
The Yagami boy glared and I tried to distract his fury (rather lamely, I should add.)
"Now it's my turn. Um, any creepy or weird kinks?"
"Besides power, that is? Because I think it's understood that the three of us…" L paused, to stare at both of us with his owlish black eyes. "Find it undeniably hot."
"Yes."
"Well. For starters, I have a terrible oral fixation. Sweets, of any kind. And the detective-suspect game." L said, rising up a finger as he counted. "That makes three."
"As for me…Chains are an insane turn on. And threesomes. Uh, and the occasional beautiful hooker. " I grinned.
L smiled back. "Yeah that too. Two men or to women?"
"Both."
"Interesting. Nice piercings by the way." L pointed, dragging in a long sip of Chocolate Martini.
"Oh the nipples? Thanks."
"Bondage. And blindfolds. And whips. I basically like it rough. And voyeurism. Especially when the people involved aren't looking."
We both turned again to Raito, whose eyes suddenly found the window as a new favorite spot.
"Oh, dear boy. We're giving you the night of your life."
The boy blushed even more ferociously and gripped on his knees under the table.
"So I guess it's me again. What is your biggest turn off?"
"When some one is distracted while having sex. It insults me." I said, picking on my nails.
"Stupidity. Some one like Misa, for instance."
"Ew. Forbidden topic. She is the most idiotic female specimen in the planet and I'm ashamed of having the XX chromosome in common with her."
"Anything that I find boring. Sex in me, I just discovered, is fueled by curiosity. As are my criminal cases."
Thank god for ignoring the blonde stupid bombshell topic, Ryuuzaki.
"Raito-kun. It's you again."
"What is your most perverted sexual fantasy. Be descriptive."
"I have dreamt a few times now about screwing Kira. You know, treating him like a whore, making him beg for my every touch. Making him scream over and over how he's a filthy, lowlife murderer bitch and how I own his very ass. Taping it all. Breaking him apart."
Raito moaned, loud.
"And I'd love to watch. Perhaps even participate." Raito said, a disarming gentlemanly smile across his tan, gorgeous face.
"I'll make you Chief of Police. " L said, the full implications taken.
"What about mine? While you thought I was Kira, L, I was hoping every single day that you'd come down to my cell, beat the hell out of me and fuck me mercilessly against that crappy excuse of a bed, completely vulnerable at your anger. Then I would whisper in your ear: It's not me. And you'd loose your calm demanour completely…and give me the best fuck I'd ever have and leave me bleeding. And screaming my lungs out to keep you from leaving."
"You really wanna hear mine? It's not nearly as good as anyone of yours. But it's having a foursome in the gathering room, under the table. While a session is on. We'd have to be as silent as possible, holding in every breath."
L tilted his head slightly to the right, like when he was in deep thought.
"I think we could try that."
I downed the last of my whiskey and stood up. "I'm going to refill. You both still look awfully clothed and we still have a lot of night before us. Think of a couple more questions, I'll be right back."
"I don't wanna think anymore right now. This shit is good." Raito said, with a rather goofy smile on his face.
Who'd think that little boy genius had almost zero tolerance to alcohol?
Too bad.
L smirked. This was his chance, and it seemed he'd been waiting for a while now.
1 Hakase is Japanese for Doctor.