Revenge
There was nothing quite as sweet as revenge. To seek retribution and regain a sense of power and control.
Light Yagami was out to seek that power and control.
Whether L liked it or not .He was getting his retribution.
To say he was simply going to humiliate L would be an understatement. Light was intent on thoroughly degrading L, reducing him to a state of helplessness. If L insisted on acting like a baby, Light would ensure he experienced the full extent of his immaturity.
The door slammed shut, the sound reverberating through the room as the Taskforce disperse after a particularly tense meeting.
L and Light clashed fiercely during the discussion. The weight of their disagreement still hung heavy in the air.
Everyone knew that Light and L didn't exactly see eye to eye. It was no secret that the two had their fair share of fights.
As they entered their shared living space, the tension between L and Light was palpable. The atmosphere crackled with unspoken words and unresolved emotions. The rest of the Taskforce wisely scattered, giving them space to sort out their issues.
In the dimly lit room, Light paced back and forth. Usually he wouldn't let his frustrations boil over.However, today was different. Today,Light's had enough.
"I can't believe you!"
Light's tone cut through the air like a knife. Firm and Unapologetic. His frustration was evident.
"You don't speak for me! Ever! Especially when it has nothing to do with you!"
L's eyes widened, his pulse quickening with apprehension. He really didn't mean to upset Light.
"I was just trying to help, you said it yourself, you don't even have a lead."
Something inside Light snapped at that remark.
"Come Here"
Those words left his lips sharply as he pulled a small object out of his pocket.
"Open your mouth for me."
L obeyed once again, thinking Light had a treat for him.
Bringing the pacifier to his lips, Light gently inserted the soft nipple into L's mouth. The sensation of the rubber against his tongue and palate brought a surprising sense of familiarity. However, as he began to realize what the object was, he wanted nothing more than to expel it.
Light pressed harder, keeping the pacifier in L's mouth.
"Don't you dare."
His palm hovered over L's ass in warning.
"Suck."
He pressed it harder to his lips.
Seeing no other option, Light watched as L sucked shamefully on the pacifier. Looking Humiliated at his own actions.
Light's eyes focused on L's lips, and their movements as he sucked on the pacifier. His pouty luscious lips looked almost too good being wrapped around something. Light found himself drawn to that. The way L's lips gently enveloped the pacifier, the rhythmic motion of his sucking was starting to make his pants tight.
He noticed how L's expression transformed, from one of disgust, to a sense of curiosity.
"Good boy."
A blush rose on Ls cheeks at the praise. A soft gasp escaping passed the pacifier.
Light chuckled, moving his hand to pull the pacifier out. It exited L's mouth with a satisfying pop. A hot moan spilled from his lips along with a string of drool that clung from his lips to the pacifier nipple.
"Your drooling baby. You like it, that much?"
L's eyes widened as he tried to pulled away from Light. Light simply grabbed his hips and pulled him down in his lap.
Light smiled at him, ignoring the hard on he felt L sporting.Their faces inches apart.
"Are you sensitive here?"
He lightly pressed his thumb to Ls lips, asking for entrance. After breaching his lips, L squeezed his eyes shut, as he let the student play with his tongue. He let the digit explore his mouth while he swirled the tip of his tongue around the nail.
The detectives back arched sinfully as drool began to trail down Light's thumb to his wrist. A hot blush made its way on L cheeks before he whined. The sound that left him was sultry and vulnerable making Lights mouth run dry. This wasn't part of the plan. He was letting himself get carried away.
"Ahhh haaaah"
'Too far.'
Light didn't think he was going to have a problem with controlling himself, but it seemed like playing with L like this was a dangerous game. Light shortly realized this was going to be more challenging then he thought.
'This was bad'
Slowly Light pulled his thumb out of Ls mouth. He dragged it along his bottom lip to his chin, leaving a trail of spit.
"Unlike you, I'm not some weirdo who is actually enjoying this!"
"Oh you will, sweetheart. However, today your having your first training. I can't have u spitting out your pacifier all day"
L frowned at the prospect of having to suck on that thing all day. And he didn't understand why Light wanted him to in the first place.
'Such a weirdo.'
Once again L felt the pressure on his lips as the dummy was pushed to his mouth.
"Open up"
Light taunted slightly, getting way too much enjoyment out of humiliating him.
L's lips were breached as smooth silicone came in contact with his tongue again. He whimpered softly in protest, a frown setting on his brow.
"Don't start fussing now, L. Daddy really doesn't want to have to spank you."
L narrowed his eyes. He turned his face away and spit it out harshly.
"Fuck. You. How old do you think I am?!"
The venom in his voice didn't faze Light as he stared him down.
"Go get it, now"
"No"
Light, driven by frustration , laid L across him lap. He used one of his hand to pin both L's wrist behind his back, effectively trapping him in place. The swift motion startled L, causing him to genuinely look scared for a second. Something inside Light stirred.
"If you want me to let you go. You have to do one thing for me."
Taken aback by the sudden change in tone, L hesitated to respond.
"And that is?"
"Call me daddy."
L almost laughed.
"I am not calling you that."
"Not only are you going to but You're also going to apologize to daddy for what you did."
L began to struggle against his pinned wrist with no avail. It's then he realized the Kira suspect was a lot stronger than him.
"Light, let me go"
The plea fell on deaf ears. Light leaned over slightly, bringing his mouth to L's ear. His warm breath brushed against L's ear and the sensitive skin around it. A shiver raked through his small frame crawling down his spine.
"Be a good boy and do as you're told."
The detective swallowed hard. Why was Light talking to him like that? And why was he letting it affect him?
"Fine L, have it your way"
The detective is dragged over to a chair. He watches as Light takes a seat before he's tossed over his lap, laying flat on his stomach
"What are you doing?!"
"Teaching you a lesson."
Light pulled down Ls pants, slightly exposing his creamy white ass. The prospect of giving those creamy globes a pink blush made Light elated.
That's when L felt it. Light's hand came down cracking down on his ass. His cheeks jiggled shamelessly at the force, followed by a loud cry.
"Light-"
Another controlled strike was delivered to his ass with less mercy than the first. Causing him to cut off his words.
"Ahh!"
L struggled against Light but the man kept him secure against his lap.
"Say it"
L felt tears spring in his eyes as the assault on his bottom continued. His breathing became irregular as he tried to contain his emotions.HIs small gasps turned to hics as his bottom grew sensitive with each blow. His face flushed out of embarrassment. He didn't want to let himself cry over a spanking, from the youngest no less.
"Say it"
As the first tear rolled down his face the dam broke along with his pride as his face turned into a grimaces. Soft sobs began to spill from his lips with each passing moment, L's crying intensified. His tears flowed freely down his cheeks, creating glistening trails on his skin.
"Say it baby boy"
L wanted to stand his ground, to maintain his position of authority, but the intensity of the situation made him doubt himself.
He was starting to feel trapped in this helpless situation.
"I-I..."
L stammered, his voice shaky. Seeing there was no other way. Tears streamed down his face, his voice quivered with a mix of anger and humiliation .
"Im sorry, Daddy"
He finally whispered, surrendering to the overwhelming emotions and acknowledging his helplessness.
Light's hand immediately stopped as L let out the breath he didn't know he was holding.
Lights anger gave way to a mixture of conflicting emotions. He grabbed L's chin and observed his face. He saw L's tear stained cheeks and teary eyes full of vulnerability. While a part of him felt a sense of remorse, another part of him felt an unsettling mixture of lust and confusion. It was a confusing and turbulent moment for both of them.
"You really are, just a baby."
Light picked up the pacifier and put it to the detectives mouth to sooth him. L looked at him incredibly.
"Are you serious?"
"It'll help. Just trust me."
L gave in. Finding himself more fed up with the fighting.
Reluctantly he opened his mouth as the nipple was pushed past his lips without a second thought. Immediately he began sucking it, feeling way too self conscious L found it difficult to find a rhythm. Slowly as he began to relax more in to it, Lights presence seem to fade away as all he could focus on was his breathing.Before he knew it, L was sleeping soundly in his arms. Carefully he picked the detective up and layed him on his bed. There was one last thing he need to do. Walking over to a night stand he grabbed a pull up and some baby powder. He pulled down the mans pants with really plump thighs and toned legs. With getting distracted he removed the detectives underwear and quick maneuvered the pull up on him.
Lights had enough fun for one day.
Potty Training
Light sat silently within the softly lit room.
Today had been a long day but he was finding it hard to sleep.
Not only had L decided to be a brat today, but he knew L's been constipated. The detective hadn't shit in a little over a week. He knows he's been taking laxatives for a while with no success but, was L resisting the urge to defecate? He knew the detective was going to be determined not to soil himself but eventually he had to go.
He fixed his gaze on L as he slept peacefully. It's been a few hours already.The scene before him was undeniably endearing. L had resisted and put up a spirited fight against the use of the pacifier, yet now here he was sleeping soundly with gentle snores softly escaping around the
pacifier nestled between his puckered lips. In carefree fashion, the boy was sprawled out with the adorable Totoro pullup on full display. It contoured his ass nicely, fitting a lot snugger than a diaper. Witnessing L surrender to such a shamelessly innocent position tugged at something deep within Light. A subtle sense of arousal that heightened the tenderness of the moment. But then L's face contorted slightly, his brows furrowing together in a delicate frown. His voice quivered, escaping from the pacifier in soft, plaintive whines. The delicate sound carried a sense of vulnerability. Alerting Light that something was wrong. Light's pulse quickened seeing L's sudden change in expression and hearing the whimpers. His silence was shattered, replaced by a surge of concern.
He needed to comfort him.
Light moved closer to L's side, gently reaching out to touch his cheek, feeling the warmth of his skin.
"L, what's the matter?"
He whispered softly, his voice filled with tender worry. L's frown deepened, his whimpering growing slightly louder. Light's heart ached at the sight, his mind racing to find a way to ease his detectives distress. He promptly removed the pacifier from L's lips, wanting him to speak.
"Tell me what's wrong baby."
The pet name slipped from his lips as gently stroked against L's cheek, Light sought to soothe him, his voice filled with an empathetic reassurance.
"It's ok, baby. You can tell daddy anything."
He leaned in closer, capturing L's gaze with his own, a mixture of love and concern reflected in his eyes. Still disoriented, the pet names didnt register to L. His voice came out desperate and ashamed.
"T-Toilet"
Relief washed over Light.
'Finally'
"you gotta go potty,L?"
'Didn't think we were gonna have to do this so soon.'
L Ignored the man as he got up to scramble to the bathroom until he was firmly picked up and carried from his bed. Light walked back to where had been seated, turning on a softly lit lamp.L started to struggle.
"Please, I really have to go!"
L sobbed, his cries disregarded again. Instead, Light settled back down with L now straddling his lap, their faces inches apart. A soft chuckle escaped Light's lips as he observed a solitary tear rolling down L's cheek. Tenderly, he brushed it away with the pad of his thumb, knowing that more tears were likely to follow.
"I need you to be a good little boy for me, L. "
L shook his head in protest.
"Fuck you. My stomach hurts so bad."
"Make a mess for me then"
Ignoring the fuss, Light saw that after enduring nearly two weeks without relief; L's stomach had swelled to an alarming size, distended and swollen from the constant onslaught of bloating. The once-flat surface now resembled a tight, overstretched drum, ready to burst at any moment.
"Use your pull up like I told you too"
The authority in his voice was clear. L couldn't help but be a little shaken by it. However he never got a chance to respond. A loud sound emitted from his gut followed by a series of strange gurgles. Ls stomach dropped.
The hot pain that tore through him felt like fiery tendrils, gripping his insides with an unrelenting force. It permeated
every fiber of his being. With each breath, a whimper escaped his lips, unable to contain the agony that consumed him. The weight of the hard mass lodged deep within his bowels pressed against his abdominal walls, causing sharp, stabbing jolts of pain that radiated throughout his entire body.
"A-Aaah"
L moaned painfully.
It was as if his body, in a twisted act of rebellion, was punishing him for the ordeal it had endured for so long. L doubled over, his face contorted in a grimace of suffering, as he clutched his stomach with trembling hands. Every muscle in his body tensed, trying to resist the unbearable pain.
"Can I please go potty"
L's pride crumbled, and his cheeks flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and discomfort. Tears welled up in his eyes once again, streaming down his face as he grappled with an overwhelming surge of emotions. They mingled with the beads of sweat that dripped from his brow. His pleas for relief filled the air, his voice trembling with desperation and anguish, as he begged for respite.
Light was taken aback, but he swiftly regained his composure. The realization hit him that L was finally surrendering, albeit driven by desperation.
With a calm yet firm tone, Light responded,
"I'm sorry baby, but you know I can't do that."
He understood the depth of L's longing, but he also recognized the importance of maintaining firm during this training. L had to grow comfortable using his pamper in front of him. Needless to say the detective wasn't going down without a fight.
L's frustration spilled out in a loud whine, his voice filled with a mix of longing and exasperation.
"But I-"
Before L could finish his sentence, his words were interrupted by his own emotional outburst. Tears cascaded down his cheeks, shimmering in the soft glow of the room.
His distress and vulnerability were reflected in his glistening eyes, enhancing his endearing features. Light leaned close to Ls ear.
" Just let it out baby. Daddies got you" He whispered hotly
As L's cries intensified, his bottom lip quivered, and small hics escaped him. Each tear that trailed down his face seemed to amplify his innocence and the overwhelming helplessness of the situation.
"I'm gonna mess myself! I-I CAN'T hold it anymore!"
Next thing he knew L had his face buried in his neck crying harder He felt the detectives frame tense against his with his first strained push. His body finally giving in to its natural instinct.
" Good job baby."
The praise and encouragement eased the boy slightly as he felt his stomach contractions force him to bare down once again. He strained softly though his sniffles, too humiliated to say a word. L was making no progress in relieving himself. The constipation was too severe despite resorting to laxatives and softeners.
As the struggle continued, it seemed that L's pride had reached its breaking point. The combination of frustration and physical discomfort had taken its toll on him. A sense of resignation settled over him.
Light's cock couldn't help but grow stiff as he heard L's strained cries turn to long groans and he felt the detective's frame bared down hard on his lap. The intensity of the situation heightened the tension between them, and
Light was having a hard time controlling his own physical response to the
scene unfolding.
"Fuck baby."
Light slipped out.
L's voice cracked desperately. His body quivering slightly as he pushed harder begging to release the pressure that had built up within him, .
"Uuurgh"
Ls face started to heat up as he felt his ass slowly begin to open up. His hole stretched slightly as exhaled with a shaky sigh.
Light's cock strained painfully against his jeans, feeling L squat deepen as he bore down again. The man felt building pressure on his thigh from L's pampered bottom before his stool retreated back inside him.
"Fuuuuck"
L exasperated.
The detective practically growled.
Using the man's shoulders as leverage, he elevated his bottom while bearing down to expel the rock-hard waste within him. The shame on L's face was visible even with his head bowed. It almost made Light feel bad for how
hard this was making him but instead it only fueled his desire adding another layer. It was unexpected and overwhelming.
L felt a sharp pain plague his asshole as he was stretched to his limit unable to pass his stool. Slight panic set in as L couldn't pinch off. His asshole was stuck gaping around stool that felt like the size of a fist. L's face contorted in agony as he struggled to pass it. Every attempt seemed to be met with resistance and excruciating pain. The pressure built within him, causing his body to tremble with each strained push.
"Is it stuck baby?"
His voice husky.
L's breathing became labored, a mixture of desperation and frustration escaping in harsh gasps. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as he fought against the immense discomfort.
Light felt L's distress heighten, as the intensity of the situation seemed to engulf him. He felt a mix of shame and vulnerability, unable to relieve himself.
"I-It won't come out"
He cried out.
"Hold on baby"
Light quickly change positions. Scooping L up in his arm laying him on the bed. He situated himself between his legs pressing them back against his chest.
"Try again"
In the new position. L's member strained against his pull up. The added attention to the situation bringing his cock to life involuntarily. His mess made his pull up bulge out slightly as he hid his tear stained face in his hands. Light's eyes were intense.
"Stop staring"
L cried.
The sensation of his stomach cramping only added to L's distress. He turned his face away, overwhelmed by shame .Light's voice tone laced with encouragement, urged L.
"Push, baby."
His words resonated with a mixture of support and desire. L's body quivered responding to his command. With Light's careful touch he pressed against his abdomen.Making L's body reacted to the stimulation.
As he was forced to bare down once again, L couldn't help but cry out as his hole was forced to stretch wider to finally pass the hard mass inside him. A breathy moan escaped him as his pamper pushed out deliciously.He was then met with resistance his growing mess forced his pamper to sag. He strained harder, filling it slowly past its limit until his stomach twisted painfully. Light could tell from his face.
"You got more for me baby?"
L exploded.
Hot diarrhea came rushing out of him in powerful waves.
The content of his bowels erupted with force, causing a violent release That thundered in his pamper. The wet sounds of L's diarrhea filling his pamper permeated the quiet room with an unsettling intensity. His voice was vulnerable as repeated bouts of liquid waste expelled with force added to his discomfort.
L's hands hid his face. His body held nothing back as he came apart in front of Light, raw and unfiltered. A bout of gas made his mess splatter causing his pull up to balloon slightly before slightly leaking from the side. The occasional sound of loud gas bubbling in his own defecation was audible to Light as stool continued to spew out of the detective with urgency. His pullup now a brown hue sagging sinfully between his legs from his own mess. L was
aware his diaper was beyond full but he couldn't stop the dribbles of piss that started leaking from
his member.
"Ha-Aah"
The moan that slipped past his lips was undeniable as the light dribble turned into a full on stream. A distinct hiss can be heard as the already full diaper is soaked with hot piss.
The feeling of relief was so euphoric to the detective he drooled in pleasure.
L was finally empty.
However, quickly reality crashed down on him about what he's just done.
In this emotionally charged moment, L's voice trembling
"Da-Daddy"
The term escaped his lips like a plea for solace.
L's world felt like it was crumbling around him, engulfed in darkness and turmoil until he felt soft lips peck his.
"Good boy"
He whispered softly against he lips Before resting his forehead against his.
"Dont be upset. I'm gonna take care of you and get you all cleaned up."
L was stunlocked as he watched Light move from between his legs to stand up. He walked over to a night stand pulling out a fresh pamper, wipes and baby powder.
"Let's get you changed."
Ls cheeks burned hot as he let the suspect spread his legs and plant his feet on the bed. Light drunk in his appearance while he saluted himself between the detectives legs. When he tore the side tape of his pull up, L wanted the bed to swallow him whole.
He crossed his arms over his eyes.
Slowly Light pulled down the front to reveal the mess inside. Amazed at the amount.
"Look at you~. You made such a big mess for me baby."
He cooed at him. His eyes were full of reassurance clouded with lust .They fell to Ls member sitting semi erect against his abdomen.
Sensing the stare. He uncovered his face slightly to peak down. Immediately he gasped, turning his head away. The detective couldn't understand why his body was reacting this way.
Ignoring the reaction Light was determined to get L cleaned up.
"Lift your bottom for me "
Light commanded before sliding the soiled pull up from under him. L felt cold wet wipes come in contact with his skin shortly after. Light's touch was both gentle and confident, mindful of minimizing any mess or discomfort.
L's vulnerability was evident, his face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and relief at the prospect of finding comfort.
Light's hands moved with purpose, using the soft wipes to cleanse L's delicate skin, paying close attention to every crevice and ensuring a thorough clean. He worked diligently, his focus unwavering, as he sought to provide relief and restore a sense of cleanliness to L.
Once satisfied that L was clean, Light reached for a fresh pull up, lifting L's legs with care and slipping it on him.
"See, all better baby"
L looked at Light, feeling a newfound sense of comfort.
"Thanks for taking care of me,"
he said, heartfelt gratitude lacing his words.