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He tugged at the cuffs. They weren’t unbearably tight, but still enough to frustrate him. Right when he thought L was finally going to give up trying to prove he was Kira, the pale genius goes and does this.
Light will applaud these particular efforts, though. This is the first time L had used restraints as part of his interrogation methods, at least in this particular manner.
Light wouldn’t deny that there were times when he had played this scenario out in his head late at night when L had been exceptionally annoying. He just wanted to put L in his place. Put him on his knees and make him gravel at his feet, because Light was (as the majority of the world would call him at this point) a god. L was nothing more than a suitable match to play against. Of course, Light will win, there’s no doubt in Light’s mind that things would end up any other way. So he would take comfort in the late night dirty dreams of making L bend to his will; make L drop and worship him at his feet; maybe even convert L into being one of his prized pawns or disciples. Oh that would be even better. Light could picture it: L’s handsome, pale features bowing to him, praising him, adoring him.
Okay, so no, maybe not this exact scene since Light’s the one bound up, dangling from a pole stick between two sides of the bathroom doorway in an old apartment’s bedroom. L was the one walking back and forth in front of him. The drapes to the room were open, letting moonlight spill onto them, specifically making it appear like L had a mystical glow about him. His lanky form going from one end of the room to the other, nibbling on his thumb as if that would actually help him think of a better way to make this situation turn in his favor.
Not going to happen, L. Light chuckled to himself. He shook his head. “L, really, isn’t this a little much?” He cocked his chin up in the direction of the cuffs. “I mean, you don’t really think that this will—?”
“I notice how you’re not answering the question, Light.” The pale man stopped walking and tilted his head in Light’s direction. “Why won’t you answer the question?”
Light sighed as if it were obvious. “Because I have answered this question multiple times now.” Some of his bangs started to fall in his face. He blew them out of his eyes. “But fine, I will say it again, no, I am not Kira.”
“I don’t believe you, Light.” L stated in his usual monotone manner. “I have realized that simply asking you will not get you to confess. Neither will trying to set up a trap.”
Light smirked. “Then why the cuffs? Hm?”
Something shifted in the air once the question had been asked. Something in L’s demeanor changed. He straightened his back and took wide strides over to Light. The genius tugged at the hem of his oversized white shirt. “Do you find me attractive, Light Yagami?”
Well, that took Light by surprise.
“Wh-What?” The boy stuttered. “Why would you—?”
“Your pupils dilate when you see something you like, love, want, desire.” L slowly started to take off his shirt. “I have noticed that whenever I bend over, your eyes never leave my butt.” He pulled the shirt over his messy, jet-black hair. “And now that you see what I look like without my shirt on, I see that your pupils have dilated even more.”
Light had no words as he scanned L’s figure. He was not prepared for this. He thought L was just a gangly man, nothing but skin and bone…But this? L’s chest had panels that looked like they would feel as firm as white marble. His stomach looked as if it had been chiseled by Michelangelo, toned details in every ripple of muscle that moved each time L took a breath.
“You’re blushing, Light.” L commented nonchalantly.
He was right. Light could feel the flush deepening the longer he thought about it.
“Would you like me to touch you?” L took another step closer. “I have been with men before. I know what to do. Many have told me I am very good.”
Light almost choked on the air around him. “Psh! I-I don’t—why would you think—?”
“You’re not speaking as coherently as usual, Light.” L was now eye-level with his primary suspect. “I am ninety percent certain that you are attracted to me.”
The boy genius blinked a few times before responding, his bangs falling in his face again. “What about the other ten percent?”
L tilted his head to the side and licked his lips as he watched Light’s pulse thump against the thin skin on his neck, Light could tell by the look in his eyes. “It could be possible that you are embarrassed by me even suggesting it. However…” L took a hand and ran it through Light’s hair, pushing the bangs back into their perfect place.
Without thinking about it, Light leaned into the touch. It felt nice. L had never touched him like that before. Light didn’t even know if L could have such a comforting touch.
“I am now ninety nine percent sure that you are attracted to me as you show no signs of repulsion and your pulse quickened once I made contact with your body.” He brushed his fingers through his hair again. “I believe you are starting to sweat, Light. Are you feeling warm?”
Light couldn’t speak. He didn’t know how to respond to this. He didn’t even think L had a sexual button. This was uncharted territory, and he wasn’t sure if he could manage the terrain without having at least a relative idea on where this trail was going. “I…I…”
“At a loss for words, Kira?” Now there was a tone shift. Did…Did L’s voice just drop? Did it become more…dominant?
Light’s mouth ran dry. He struggled to swallow. His eyes kept darting from L’s eyes to his body and back up again. “I’m…I’m not, Kira…I’m not—nngmm…” L stroked the side of Light’s face with the back of his index finger. It felt soothing, addictive. L’s finger was cold, but that didn’t surprise Light too much. Or maybe L was right, and he was warm…Now that he thought about it, he felt himself heating up…This wasn’t good.
But it felt so nice.
He continued to nuzzle into L’s gentle caress.
“Does that feel good? Do you like it when I touch you, Kira?”
“Mmmhm…” Light hummed, nodding in agreement, only to realize what he had just said. “Nnnn! I-I mean no!” Light jolted out of L’s grasp. “This is ridiculous, L. Just take me down,” he tugged at the cuffs again, the flush on his cheeks seeping its way down his neck. “It’s really not necessary.”
“Oh, but it is, Light.” L sighed low. “Because you can’t get away from me this way. Besides,” he placed his hand flat against Light’s clothed chest. “I think you enjoy this.” A smirk quirked on his lips. “I noticed how aroused you got when I had you cuffed in the cell the first time, as well as when you and I were handcuffed only hours ago. I am not sure if you were as aware of it as I was, and I would have assumed that someone who loves control would never want to give it away…And yet now, in front of me, you do not seem too disturbed by the fact that I have you handcuffed. You are not able to move. You are at my disposal.”
Light bit his lower lip and closed his eyes, a tiny whimper gargling at the back of his throat.
“Do you like that idea? The idea of me being in control?” L slid his hand up to Light’s neck, putting just a bit of pressure around his pulse point. Light could feel it thump against L’s palm. “I guess a god would want to take a break from controlling people all the time, now, wouldn’t he?”
It became harder to swallow, harder to keep his composure. He peeped an eye open as he watched L’s movements. “Wh-What are you going to do, L?”
L squeezed his hand just a smidge, prompting a quivering moan from Light’s stomach, triggering his eye to shut again. This prompted another quick smirk from his rival. “I am going to get you to consent to me pleasuring you, Kira.”
Another moan from Light. Each time L called him by his desired name in that incredibly sexy tone, he felt his ankles getting weaker and weaker.
L ran the hand from Light’s neck up through Light’s hair, giving it a tiny tug. Both of Light’s eyes opened to find L’s gaze analyzing his soul, his deepest, darkest desire. “Would you like me to pleasure you?” The smaller man pressed his chest against Light.
Fuck, Light mumbled in his mind. I…I can’t think straight…His eyes are burning into me…I…I can’t—
“It’s okay to say yes. I won’t think any less of you.” L took his other hand and hovered it over Light’s khaki pants covered cock. Just the thought of what the detective’s touch might be like made Light’s dick twitch.
Fuck it, it’s not like he’ll get anything out of me…And if I can get some pleasure out of it, why not? “Fine,” Light nodded his consent. “B-But this isn’t going to get me to confess. I’m not Kira…” His statement didn’t sound very convincing, Light could tell. He wouldn’t have bought a claim like that if the roles were reversed…
Oh what he would do if the roles were reversed.
“We’ll see about that.” L quirked an amused eyebrow. “Now, shall I begin?”
Light nodded cautiously, and before he could blink, L released Light’s hair and pressed one hand against his growing erection.
A grunt and jerk of his hips was Light’s response. “Nnngh—” he tried to stifle his moan, but it didn’t work.
“You’re very vocal, Light.” He put more pressure on the concealed cock, pressing out a guttural groan from the boy genius. “Although I suppose that would make sense for a god, wouldn’t it, Kira?” L took his other hand and curled it up under Light’s maroon shirt, brushing his knuckles against Light’s lower abs, the skin quivering under his feather light touch. “A god would want his voice heard at all times, wouldn’t he?”
Light shook his head. “Nng—No, not n-necessarily, L.” He started to pant as L’s other hand snaked up Light’s shirt, going up and up until both of his hands were hovering over Light’s nipples. Just the mere knowledge that he was so close to touching Light made him whimper with desire. “P-Please, L,” Light couldn’t believe the words that came from his lips.
“Please what, Light?” L circled the tips of his fingers around Light’s nipples, never quite touching them, bringing them to stand as hard as pebbles you’d find at the beach. “What do you want?”
L’s teasing, low, dark tone yanked out another whimper from Light. Light could feel hot arousal pooling into his stomach and seeping down into his already twitching cock. He never begged before. He had vowed he would never beg. Gods don’t beg. Gods order and are obeyed…But something in the way L is acting…
“I-I want you to touch them…please…” Light confessed, thrusting his chest forward, chasing the touch he so desperately wanted.
But L was quick, pulling his hands just far enough back that Light couldn’t reach them, stretching out Light’s shirt. “Be more specific, Kira.”
“Grrr—” Light groaned, tossing his head back slightly before looking back at L, embarrassment sinking deeper into his cheeks. “I’m not Kira…but please…touch my nipples…”
“Hmmm,” L hummed. “I like you begging, Light. Maybe you really aren’t Kira.” L finally made contact Light’s nipples. He pinched them, flicked them, toyed with them to get moans of pleasure from Light. “A god wouldn’t beg…Unless, of course, the god was a desperate slut, hm?”
Light’s face burned at L’s words. His whole body shook, his stomach clenched as his dick continued to dance around in his pants. It was starting to hurt, pressing up against the zipper of the khakis. “Yes…Yes, L, that feels—”
“Are you Kira?” L asked, pinching the nipples in between his pointer fingers and thumbs. “Is Kira a slut, Light?”
“What?” Light panted. “N-No—I’m not—L, please don’t stop!”
L responded to this plea with the dig of his thumbnails into Light’s stiff nipples.
“Ooooh, mmmnng—” Light whined.
“I don’t believe you.” L sighed, twisting the nipple in his grasp.
“Ah-ahh! L!” Light nearly howled as he tried pivoting his stance. The handcuffs wouldn’t let him. He just dangled there, becoming L’s little puppet.
“I suppose I will need to up my antics.” L said with a hint of annoyance in his tone.
The pale man stood back, releasing Light, leaving him wanting more. L turned around so Light could see his back, and what a strong back he had. Light licked his lips as he saw L’s back muscles moving with precision, rippling with every movement he made. Flexing and unflexing. Light could feel his heartbeat quickening, his face flushing to a deep, deep, pathetic red.
He could hear L unbuckling the belt that was once hidden by his baggy shirt. Then he pushed down his jeans. To Light’s surprise, L was not wearing underwear of any sort. The thought that this whole time Light could have had a glimpse of L’s pale, marble-like ass sent a shot of arousal straight to his dick, a despairing whine slipping out as he watched L’s ass muscles clench and unclench.
L bent down, picking up the jeans and tossing them to the bed that was tucked in the corner of the room. “Do you like what you see, Light?” L asked over his shoulder. “Your face is quite red now.”
A croak was all Light could reply with before L turned back around, letting his primary suspect marvel had the glorious cock that was framed by neatly trimmed black curls.
Whatever sound Light made must have been more than amusing because L actually let out a dark chuckle, the pale man’s massive cock twitching to life.
“Yes, yes I believe you do…Is it because Kira is thinking about what it would be like to have me in his ass?”
Ass?! L doesn’t curse! Light’s chest heaved. “I…I…” His cock throbbed as he continued to look at L’s dick. L’s massive dick, only continuing to grow the longer Light stared at it.
“I could satisfy you, Kira,” L claimed with a gravely tone. “Would you like that? Have me stuff your godly ass? Fill you up with my mortal cum?”
Jesus! L has a dirty mouth?!...How did he know that this would—? Light blinked a few more times. “P-Please, L…”
“All you have to do,” L took his own cock in his hand, “is give me a little confession. Confess that you are Kira, Light...Mmm…” L released a sigh of relief. “I’m not sure you understand how often I have thought about doing this to you. Humble the ass of a mastermind criminal with my cock.”
Light’s legs were about to give out. His cock twitching at the sight of pearly precum dancing on L’s tip. I wonder what he would taste like…Light panted, closing his eyes. But no, I will not let him win! I am Kira! I am the all-powerful—! “Oooh, nnng—gah!” His eyes flung open to find that L had stalked his way over to him, slipping a hand between the band of his pants.
The detective wiggled his hand further down Light’s pants until he felt the throbbing member hot against his fingers. “Why Light, it would appear that you are more aroused than I originally thought.” He pulled back the pants’ waistband.
The warmth in Light’s stomach started to burn with desire, tension slowly building up right below his navel as he thrusted his hips in L’s direction. “Y-Yes, I am.” He confessed with a shaky voice.
“Interesting,” L grinned with a tilt of his head, his black bangs covering his eyes for only a moment. He brought his haunting gaze up to Light. “Would you like me to take your pants off? Do you think you deserve that?”
He didn’t wait for Light to answer before he started tugging at the zipper that kept Light’s cock its captive.
The sigh of euphoric relief Light released once his cock sprang free felt wonderful against the cool air of the room. A shiver rolled down his spine and the hair on the back of his neck stood at attention once L coiled his hand around Light’s freed member. A moan erupted from his trembling lips as L started to stroke him. “Oh, L, that feels—”
L let go of Light’s dick. “Yes, it does feel nice, doesn’t it?” He stood back again and took his cock in his hand. “I bet it felt good, hm? Want me to do it again?” L asked as he stroked his cock to a full-fledged erection.
Light nodded desperately, eyes honed in on L’s thickening member. “Y-Yes, L, please!”
“I don’t know if someone who has created so much chaos in the world deserves this cock,” L used his free hand to tap his chin. “What do you think?”
“I’ve done nothing, L! Please!” He thrust his hips again, fucking the air, pitiful for some type of friction. “Please!”
“What would your followers say if they saw their god begging a detective to make him orgasm?” L grunted as he stroked himself faster and faster. “What would they think if they saw you covered in my cum?”
Light whined at the mere thought. Maybe he really didn’t want to dominate L as much as he thought he did. Maybe this is what he wanted all along. He didn’t know anything anymore. All he knew was that he wanted L inside him in any facet. He didn’t care which part of him.
His destructive tongue.
His long fingers.
His glorious cock.
Anything at this point would suffice.
The thought of any of them breaching his yearning hole made him quake with desire.
“What a pathetic god you are, Kira,” L groaned with self-indulged pleasure. “Beg for me to touch you again, Light. Beg again.”
“PLEASE!” Light yanked on the cuffs around his wrists, trying to shake loose and drop to his knees. Tears began to prick the corners of his eyes. “Please, please, L, please!”
That did it. L threw his head back and shot his cum all over Light. The white-hot liquid splattering pictures of disgrace on Light’s shirt, his thighs, the tops of his shoes. It was really quite a sight. And Light couldn’t believe how much it turned him on.
“Ahhh, how the mighty have crumbled.” L laughed cruelly. “Alright, Light, I will touch you…Tell me, where would you like to be touched?” He took his fingers and smeared the leftover cum in between the pads.
“I-I want you in my ass. Please,” Light whispered with shame, hot waves of excitement feeding the flames growing in his stomach.
“Okay,” L contended. “But first…” he walked over and grabbed Light’s hair in a harsh grip, pulling his head back again, stretching his neck, bringing his cum slicked fingers to Light’s parted, panting lips. “Suck them clean so they’ll be nice and smooth for your whorish hole.”
Light nodded as best as he could and sucked L’s fingers. Slurping up all the cum residue that was left, slobbering all over them, making them as smooth and slick as possible for L.
L pulled his fingers out, a string of saliva connected from his tips to Light’s mouth before pulling it out far enough that the string snapped, draping a sliver onto Light’s chin. “Such a pathetic god,” L sneered as he got down to his knees. Without any warning, L wrapped his lips around Light’s cock, sucking at the head, lapping at it, sucking in all his precum.
“Ahhhh, L-Lllll—gah!” Light hissed, his hips jolting forward on their own account. “Shit…”
L pulled off. “Dirty mouth for a dirty whore.” He made eye contact with Light, glints of power flickering behind those dark pupils. As he plunged his throat all the way down Light’s member, L fondled Light’s ass, spreading his cheeks apart with his free hands before stroking the puckered hole Light so frantically wanted abused.
“Ah-Ah yes! Please! Go inside me! Please!” Light begged, spreading his legs farther apart to give L easier access to the tight ring of muscle.
L hummed a laugh, the vibrations sending Light’s eyes to roll into the back of his head as his whole body quaked. L languidly took his time stroking and teasing Light’s fluttering hole before breaching the ring, pushing further and further in.
The spit wasn’t as effective as actual lube, so the insertion burned a little, but it was worth it. L’s finger was so long, it didn’t take him more than a few moments to be knuckle deep, poking that sweet little bundle of nerves Light knew would send him crashing into a wall of ecstasy if L could just keep it up.
Between the hot, wet throat clenching his cock and the finger in his ass wiggling around, pleasuring the walls of his insides, Light was starting to lose it. He could feel his sense of identity slipping. Maybe he would crack.
As if L could read his mind, L yanked himself off of Light’s cock and tore his finger out of Light’s ass.
“NO!” Light whined like a child being told he couldn’t have candy at the grocery store, shaking his head in pathetic frustration. “Why did you stop?!”
“Because, Light Yagami,” L wiped the precum that had dribbled onto his chin. “You’re going to tell me once and for all if you are Kira.” He quirked an eyebrow at Light’s disgruntled, defeated expression. “You want to cum by my cock, right? Want it to stretch you out all nice and fill you up in a way no dildo or man ever has or will?”
Light nodded his head furiously. “Yes! Please!” The tears that pricked his eyes were now slipping down the sides of his face, the heat in his stomach spinning itself into a hot knot of pressure and desire.
“Then you’re going to confess that you are Kira.”
He didn’t give Light a chance to respond, however. L pushed himself passed Light’s body and fumbled with something in the bathroom. Light could hear him searching through the drawers before making a satisfied hum of approval. “Here we are,” he heard the sound of a cap opening and the faint ‘squish’ noise of liquid sloshing itself around hard flesh.
“Oh yes, please, L!” Light tried to look over his shoulder to see what L was doing, but he knew. He knew L was slicking up his massive dick to destroy Light’s ass, pleasuring them both in more ways than one.
“Then tell me, Light,” L stuck two of his lubed-up fingers into Light’s puckered hole, stretching him out so he could handle all of what L had to offer. Light shook with each twist and crook of L’s fingers. “Tell me you’re Kira and you will cum harder than anyone I have ever been with.”
The thought of L making him scream for sweet release sent Light into a thrashing frenzy. “L, I’m not Kira! Please! Stop this! Just fuck me! Please!”
“Fuck you? How lewd, Light.” L retracted his fingers from Light’s ass, deciding that he had stretched him out enough. He tapped the crack that split Light into two halves with the tip of his cock. “I’ll fuck you, but don’t think that you’re going to cum without giving me a confession first.”
Light was about to protest when the wind got fucked out of him. The moment L jabbed his massive dick into Light’s ass was the moment Light began to sob with pleasure. “Oh-oh, L!” The boy genius tried to spread his legs apart even more, kicking off his pants to the side, pushing his ass back to make it easier for his rival. “Oh, god, yes!”
“Yeah, does Kira like getting fucked like the secret slut he hides from his precious disciples?” L punched his tip into Light’s prostate, pulling out whimpers and moans and incoherent strings of pleas from Light. “What was that, Kira?” Another rough jab. “You better speak up. I need to hear that confession.”
Light shook his head in dismay as the blazing hot sensation in his stomach spread to his still-aching dick. He missed it being sucked on, but sweet Jesus was L’s cock filling him up so nicely. So good. If Light could, he would use his godly powers to make L his personal fuck machine. Make him fuck him anytime he wanted, day or night or anytime in between. He would let L own him, be the only one who was allowed to humble him, remind him that he is a god trapped in a man’s body.
Thinking of this while having his prostate teased to oblivion was bringing on Light’s orgasm full-force. “I-I’m gonna cum, L!” Light whined. “P-Please, keep-keep going!”
This prompted tsks from L. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, Light,” he was sure L was shaking his head in disapproval. “You’re not allowed to cum until you confess you’re Kira.” With that mandate hanging in the air, L wrapped his hands around Light, tugging his chest into him as he thrusted into Light’s ass with vigor. “You liked it when I played with your desperate, sensitive nipples, right?”
Light nodded, throwing his head back against L’s shoulder. “Y-Yes!”
“Hmmm—ngh—” L mused, his cock growing more and more inside of Light. “How interesting that a god has such humanly, filthy desires.” He continued to pound himself into Light as his fingers pinched and prodded Light’s nipples. He craned his neck down to pant hot breaths into Light’s ear, sending quivers to shiver down Light’s spine. “Your dick looks so pathetic, just bobbing there, begging to cum.” He nipped at Light’s earlobe, giving the shell a quick lick before taking one of his hands and using it to envelop Light’s cock. “I’m going to start milking you, Light…And you’re going to confess…And if you don’t…well…” L started to jerk Light off while maintaining a brutal speed thrusting inside him. “Then I’ll be the only one cumming tonight.”
Light shook his head. “I’m not Kira, L! Please! Have mercy! Just-Just give it up! GAH! FUCK! YES!”
L mimicked the pace of stroking Light to the time he was fucking him in his ass. “Suit yourself, Kira. You give me no choice then.”
Light screamed when L’s cock punched him so hard in his bundle of nerves, he thought for sure his insides were going to crumble. Howls after howls of pleasure poured from Light’s lungs. Pleas after pleas for release filled the air, begging for L to just let him cum. He would do anything else L would ask him to do, but he refused to confess. He will never confess.
L’s thrusts and strokes became sloppy, he must have been chasing after his own release. “L-Last chance, Light,” the detective groaned into Light’s ear before chomping down on Light’s sweat slicked shoulder.
“GAH! I-I—AHH, L, PLEASE!”
He wasn’t fast enough; he didn’t give L what he wanted. So L did as he promised. He gushed his cum inside of Light’s ass, filling him, painting his insides white with victory. His hand dropped off Light, leaving Light’s cock purpling with need.
L’s phone dinged from his pants’ pocket.
When L pulled out of Light, he chuckled with satisfaction. Light could feel the warm cum dripping out of his ass. He must have looked like a train wreck, a hyper-sexually-aroused train wreck.
“Very well, Light…” L panted, brushing passed the boy and over to his clothes. “I see that these methods were also unsuccessful.” He slipped on his jeans with a sigh. “Perhaps we could do this again another time. Maybe if I keep you dangling longer, you will see that the truth will set you free…” He pulled out his phone and glanced at the messages. “I must be off now.”
Tears streaked Light’s face as he realized he really wouldn’t be allowed to cum. “Are you fucking serious?! You can’t just leave me like this!”
“Oh, I’m not planning to,” L’s voice went back to its usual monotone timber. He reached into his back pocket while slipping on his shirt. He grabbed the handcuff’s keys and put it in Light’s hand. “There, now you can get yourself out.” He cocked his head to the side before glancing down at Light’s dick. A smirk reemerged on the detective’s lips as he gave the cock one last stroke, Light’s hips following the taunting hand. “I’ll make you cum so hard you see stars, Light…All you have to do is confess.” He turned his back and walked towards the door. “I will be back later…In the meantime, feel free to relieve yourself. I can’t stop you from doing that.”
Then the door shut and locked.
Light whined as he struggled to unlock himself from the damn cuffs. Once he was free, he rubbed his wrists before jumping onto the bed and finish what L wouldn’t. Light closed his eyes and imagined L fucking him again, teasing his nipples, telling him what a glorious god he was, that he would be his sex toy, be anything he wanted, do anything he wanted. With that filthy thought in his mind, Light came all over his hand and shirt. I’ll get you for this, L. Just you wait.