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"Ah, am I that good of a kisser?" I loudly sighed.. "I was trying to hold back, but I guess I still greatly affected you," I teased.

"Well, why don't we find out with another round?"

CHAPTER THREE: CURIOUSLY COMPETITIVE

L's POV

I've never really considered myself gay. Well, I've never really considered myself straight either. I didn't particularly think about such things. Why should I? I just wasn't interested. However, playing with Light was actually proving to be quite fun and potentially beneficial.

You see, I knew that Kira was competitive. He adored a challenge and couldn't ever turn them down. Light very much displayed this way of thinking too. If I could catch him in the act, perhaps by getting him too excited, I would be able to prove that he's Kira. On the other hand, this would only work if I got close and intimate with him. The large flaw here was that I might end up putting my guard down, which could potentially result in my death.

I'd planned to come close to him and fake feelings in order for him to open his heart to me. Then, and only then, would I possibly be able to get him to admit who he was.

After asking him for another round, he replied, chuckling dryly, "Err haha, don't be silly. Besides, I have Misa. Haha..."

Hmm, interesting. He was so eager before, yet now he'd become reluctant. I was actually having an effect on him, so he was doubting my sincerity. Or was he just putting on an act? Oh, he was always such a skillful liar.

"That's fine. She wouldn't have to know," I said, staring him down with a smile.

"And what would happen if somebody were to come in?" he challenged.

"We'd continue on, as though they weren't there. What? You wouldn't be comfortable with that?"

"No, I wouldn't be." His eyebrows furrowed. How cute.

"Well, there's always the option of locking doors," I suggested. I probably sounded too eager. It's simply that if I could get things to go my way, I'd be able to reveal Light for who he really is. Then and again, he could have just as easily been planning to do the same to remove any suspicion that I may have, in order to smoothly kill me.

He nervously looked around the room a bit, and then I noticed him gaze at my lips for a curious moment.

"That would only be more suspicious Ryuuzaki. Don't be ridiculous. I would much rather take my chances here."

"Come at me then. Winner gets cake," I announced, sticking my tongue out.

"I don't like sweet things."

"Okay... Winner gets a massage." I'm actually very good with them.

"Sure, but I can't be bothered to get up." He was now lying lazily on the sofa. "You come to me or we'll just do it later. That would be better actually. I'm sort of tired and - "

I interrupted him by placing my lips on his. He struggled for a moment, as he adjusted. I was practically on top of Light, with him sprawled out under me. I smiled. I could feel him attempting to keep up and outgo me, but I was older and stronger. Well, he did have more experience in the relationships department. I certainly could tell. He seemed to give into a submissive position, threading his fingers in my hair to deepen the kiss. I never used to understand why humans did this, but it sort of made sense now. This was... Nice.

Since I'd become so lost in my thoughts, I wasn't paying attention much, and Light took this to his advantage. Before I could react, he flipped us over so that he was now on top, straddling my lap, as I lay there. I laughed slightly; he still wouldn't get the best of me. Or so I thought. He did something very unexpected to contradict my beliefs.

He removed his lips from mine, and brought them down to my neck, in which he sucked eagerly. I sighed at the feeling of it, whilst he placed careful, chaste kisses. I even felt him nipping at my skin, tongue flicking here and there. I was becoming vulnerable. I couldn't allow that to happen.

"Light... kun," I murmured, in an attempt to stop him. Yet, it really wasn't an attempt. If I wanted to, I could've pushed him off, but I didn't. I was enjoying this far too much. I'd never done such a thing before.

Interrupting our little game, I heard a click, signalling that somebody had just walked into the room, shortly followed by a smashing of plates. So, naturally, I kicked Light. He fell off of the sofa, and since we were attached by handcuffs, I fell with him. His eyes widened in shock.

"No, I can't remove the handcuffs," I said in a stern voice. Quickly catching on when he realized somebody was here, he joined in.

"But you know I'm innocent!" he shouted, punching me in the face.

"That hasn't been proven," I retorted, shoving him away.

"Guys!" Matsuda yelped, running over. "Guys, stop. That's no way to get over an argument. No physical violence. Please!"

"Yes it has though," Light hissed, ignoring him. "When I was locked up, the deaths still continued. You saw."

"Not at first," I huffed, dodging another blow.

"That's enough now!" Matsuda said, hesitantly standing between us.

"Whatever," Light muttered, crossing his arms in fake annoyance.

"You two should be ashamed of yourselves," Matsuda continued. "I came to bring you guys lunch and now look, it's all over the floor." He gestured towards the broken plates and food scattered about.

"Well, that's hardly our fault," I told him.

"Oh yeah? Well I was just coming in and all I see is what looks like an erotic yaoi scene. How could I not be surprised?" Close enough, I guess. I couldn't contain a chuckle and Light was suppressing a blush.

"Don't be an idiot, Matsuda," Light said. "It can't be helped now. Is there any more food?"

"Yeah. You'll have to come and get it yourselves. I refuse to come back here." He pouted and stomped out. Light and I glanced at each other for a moment, and then burst out into a fit of laughter. We complimented each others' acting skills, and Light leaned close for a kiss. I was ready for it, but he only pecked me for a second, and began walking towards the door, tugging me along with him.

"Shall we go for lunch?" he asked, laughing at my disappointment.

"Sure." I followed, wondering if I was getting too absorbed by this.

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