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I Don't Submit	By : logan1458 Category: Death Note > Yaoi-Male/Male > Light/B Views: 1607 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This account is something i made for uploading fanfiction based of RP and conversations between myself and my RP partner.

Light x Beyond Birthday fic.summary: Light wants to be the seme but Beyond Birthday is very clear that he does not submit. A compromise is in order that will possibly be a little more than what Light bargained for. Disclaimer: These characters are not my property they belong to the creators and publishers of Death note and related works.

~*~*~

The young teen's calculating eyes roam over the masculine frame of his dominant partner. Beyond Birthday, the only criminal to miraculously survive the Death Note, a very well guarded secret of course.

Light watches with interest and amusement as Beyond looms over piles of case reports and reviews, studying and memorizing them all while he savors his strawberry jam.

'Such an intelligent mind, but so corruptible. It's a shame I cannot punish him with my note in the way he deserves... I wonder if it is shameful for me to contemplate how I must kill my lover... No, surely such decisions only prove that I am not a biased god, I am the only one righteous enough to do the work of Kira. Only I... and him.' Light assures himself mentally.

Beyond seemed to feel the eyes on him and he slowly, eerily turned his head, staring back at his young partner. His red irises pin on Light and he murmurs, "Are you thinking about me?"

A chill almost crawls up Light's back but he forces it back down. The killer cant read minds with his shinigami eyes. He's simply become talented at reading Light. "I am." Light admits without a hint of guilt.

B's grin widens, though it seems to be a wicked expression, it likely stems from some delight at the acknowledgement of holding the 'God's attention captive.

Light's lips pull into a grin as well as his eyes study his lover's muscular shoulders, defined jawline and pink lips, colored by an extra bit of jam on the cusp. Beyond would be attractive enough by those points, but what holds Light's interest is his deep, red eyes. The power behind those eyes is uncanny, and for Beyond to be born with them- Light's heart quickens a little in excitement.

Pride heats him from beneath his skin as he reminds himself the power of those shinigami eyes is in his hands with Beyond Birthday as his lover. That power would influence Light and seduce him with their allure. "I'm thinking how much I would like to top, especially."

Beyond Birthday's grin drops. He watches Light closely contemplating the various methods of avoiding this. His lips press together and he returns his attention back to the papers to take the route of avoidance.

"Beyond..." Light's tone is deceptively sweet. He wont allow B to ignore him. "It is easily about time I have a turn as 'seme'. You've had control whenever we've been in bed, it should be my turn by now."

There is a long hanging silence before B states, "I dont submit." in a clear and deliberate voice. Light's eyes narrow in annoyance, but he wouldn’t bicker. He stands up and closes his book to take himself to a different room, ignoring the weight of the blood red irises watching him go.

................... ................... ...................

Days later, Light sits in the bedroom, reclining to the head board as he thumbs through a newspaper. He'd brought up his point of wanting to be the giver again and B countered it with the previous insufferable statement.

"I dont submit".

A brief argument had resulted. Perhaps 'argument' is the wrong word. It had in fact been a very docile exchange of points, but behind the pleasant demeanor both were aware of the frustration welling within each other.

Light had taken himself to another room to put B out of his mind. He refuses to lift his gaze from the paper as he hears footsteps in the hallway. Beyond pushes open the bedroom door but Light is content to ignore him, lifting up his newspaper to block him out.

A depression on the bed forces Light to lower the newspaper and glare venomously at the man perched on the foot of the bed, crawling towards him. Light aims to push him back with a foot to his chest, "Get off the bed! I'm not in the mood for this."

B's hand grabs the ankle and jerks it back, yanking Light down the bed and underneath the larger male in a sudden and fluid movement. "You were in the mood a moment ago. You can't take it back now." Beyond retorts.

Light's reaches up to push Beyond off him and B captures his wrists and pushes them down to his chest, forcing the breath out of the smaller body for a moment. Light gasps to pull air back into his lungs but his lips are sealed off by Beyond's.

He can feel those lips twisting in amusement on top of his and he jerks his head away to break free, "I refuse to receive until you've decided to be fair and receive from me!"

"I know" the voice is coarse and laden with sexual need, "I'm going to let you be the pitcher this time." Light's eyes widen with surprise, "But don’t forget-" B adds, as he takes back his hands from Light's wrists, "I don’t submit".

Light's wrists are cuffed together, the metal biting into his skin from being tightened so considerably under B's grip. He looks at the chain length. It was almost equal to the width of his shoulders. In the center of the chain, hanging from a metal ring, was a leather collar. Beyond sits back on his heels and gently places a kitchen knife between his teeth.

Light quickly notices and questions, "A knife?" he nearly chokes on the word as he edges away from the serial killer warily. The criminal grabs the front of Light's shirt roughly, tearing it open where the buttons were no match to keep it closed.

He jerks the teen forward to a sitting position. B is on his knees, straddling Light's hips. The youth is brought almost face to face with B's lap. "Undress me, Raito. I'm yours." B directs, in a tone that is as playful as it is foreboding, spoken around the knife.

Light wasn't sure what sort of game they were playing; he was hesitant to play along but equally cautious of defying the dangerous man. Beyond takes the hanging leather from the cuff's chain and brings it to Light's neck. He buckles the collar securely; it would restrict Light's movement of his hands even further. Light's hands would have been shaking if he did not have such perfect control over his demeanor. He carefully unfastened B's jeans and unzipped them, he worried that B had been playing the devil's advocate and he should have left the pants untouched. He gently tugs the fabric down Beyond's hips before tilting back his head to look the killer in the face.

His caramel eyes widen as he notices the knife is gone from his lover's lips. A tearing sound echoes his gasp and Yagami flinches considerably. He barely manages to remain silent as the knife rips through his clothing. He's afraid to look as the dull edge glides over his unscarred skin. The teen's clothing is reduced to shreds on the bed around him.

Beyond crouches slightly as he opens Yagami's pants and draws them down his lean legs. Red irises watch the boy expectantly, "You're too quiet, Raito. I'm going to expect more sounds of appreciation".

Light's breathing was audible at this point, he licks his lips and takes in a breath to ask Beyond his intentions, but he is silenced with a kiss. His hands tighten into fists resting on his collarbone, unable to move much further than that due to the metal loop on his collar that held the chain. He closes his eyes slowly and accepts the kiss, noting that the kiss was as they usually were, hopefully an indication that there was not too much cause for alarm or concern.

Yagami arches his back suddenly as Beyond shifts to press their organs together. The teens legs squirm slightly but a firm hand on his hips keeps him from diminishing any of the friction as Birthday would begin to grind firmly into his lap.

Light moans into the mouth briefly before having to turn his head to catch his breath and release the continuous sounds of pleasure resulting from the firm friction between the organs. His penis erected quickly and B's free hand wrapped around the organs to pump them both together.

There is lubrication in his palm, it spreads over the erections and makes each pump slick and satisfying. Light's verbal sounds of approval begin to deepen as he nears climax, sighing his appreciation to Beyond. But it is short-lived. Birthday withdraws his hand and Light opens his eyes to see the long fingers lowering a band around his organ.

He removes his fingers and the ring returns to its original, circulation halting size. Light grimaces and grunts at the tight grip the narrow band had on his cock. His fingers stretch out and fist again helplessly. "Nngh- ah- why?" He manages to force out as he shifts uncomfortably and looks up at Beyond.

The red eyes almost dazzle in amusement as he explains, "Because you're hard for me. And I want you to last." “You’re incredibly frustrating. It’s very tight, you must have underestimated the girth of my erection.” Light closes his eyes with a grunt while the dominant partner positions himself on top of Light's organ.

The adolescent's attention refocuses in time to watch his lover slowly sink down on his cock, engulfing it within his body. For a moment they share the same expression of pain and pleasure. Birthday's cheeks flush as his body slowly opens up to the penetration.

The discomfort of penetration was minimal in comparison to the pleasure and satisfaction of knowing now how the receiving side felt, relishing the knowledge that he inflicted this deep pressure within his lover every time he topped. His organ throbbed as he related the internal heat to the various sounds Light would make when he was being brought to climax while riding Beyond's cock.

Meanwhile, Light would be savoring the heat and smooth interior of the hot passage, but he was equally aware of the unforgiving restriction of B's entrance. It was almost equal to the tightness of the cock ring itself. He vaguely wondered if he had been this painfully tight the first time B had him.

Beyond sunk to the base of the organ and arched his back to line up Light's tip with his prostate, shamelessly using the boy for his internal stimulation. Cautious caramel eyes study the man and Light is instantly aware when B locates his prostate.

Light gasps and arches his back, being more responsive than B himself when the anal muscles flex inexplicably tighter in a sudden wave. Light moans in relief as the stimulation causes B's entrance to slowly loosen up and become more forgiving and gentle. “Birthday,” He gasps, “You’re tight. You should have let me prepare you first.” He flinches as the muscles tighten up again as B continues to stimulate his prostate, “Slow down!”

“Hn, I don’t like to waste time.” Beyond responds, answering both statements. He can’t help but be rather amused that even as seme, his uke could not shake his adorable mannerisms of almost whimpering with the initial penetration, and moaning for B to slow down if he was starting too eagerly. It only proved to B that regardless of their roles or the dynamics of their complex relationship, he would always be the dominant partner and his mortal ‘God’ would have no choice but to submit.

Yagami leans forward, curving his back at an extreme angle to reach B's organ and pump it slowly but firmly. Beyond groans and his muscles adjust to Light's organ, now flexing just enough to provide a firm massage from tip to base. Long fingers comb through soft, cinnamon hair to express appreciation. It is a surprisingly gentle action, and it is possibly the only gentle action that would come from B during this round of intimacy.

Once Beyond is satisfied to the level he's adjusted he begins to lift his hips and thrust back down. Light is surprised to find that it is somehow as forceful and dominating of a gesture as when B thrust his organ into a receiving body.

Light’s hand lifts to hold B’s waist, as he straightens his back to lean his forehead on the male’s chest. He pants and rotates his hips to compliment his partner’s actions. Light moans deeply, savoring his time inside his forceful partner, thankful for the cock ring that allowed him to enjoy the silky tunnel longer.

The friction is hot and intense but is almost too much as B continually picks up the pace. Though the pleasure is inescapable, the forcefulness is humbling and causes Light to try to slow his partner. B pushes down deep onto the shaft, almost reaching where the cock ring is placed at the base, the sore and restricted area being tantalized makes Light shudder and gasp, “Don’t!” he pants for a moment then mewls, “Be gentle.”

A deep chuckle answers and the hand in Light’s hair pulls his head back so their eyes could meet. B grins and combines Light’s two statements together, repeating with amusement, “Don’t be gentle?” His lips come down on Light’s with almost bruising force, he bite’s the Yagami’s lower lip enough to make it split. He whispers lustily across the mouth, “Don’t worry, I won’t be.”

B's hand in his hair forces Light’s head down, making him to curve his back again until he is brought to face the erect cock of the man riding his lap. The teen closes his lips tightly as he grunts in protest within his locked jaw.

B lifts his hips as he pulls up from the organ. The precum on the tip of his penis smears across Light's lips and he growls quietly. Beyond is fearless anyways, he tightens his ring of muscle and thrusts down onto the organ, reaching the tender skin that the cock ring held once more.

Light’s mouth would open to release a brief cry from the harsh stimulation and the organ would press to his lips. Beyond ordered impatiently, “Suck it.” Light would hardly be able to take any more than the head into his mouth but his hands would pump the shaft, working together to satisfy his lover.

“Good boy.” B groans. Light grunts to express his annoyance, the reverberation of his tone around the organ causes B's cock to twitch, his nails dig into Light's thigh where his hand rested for balance.

Light's mouth opens for him to release a mild whine from the deep scratches, but B consistently pushing Light to continue his oral efforts. His hands press on Light's shoulders, occasionally roaming down his back, admiring the youthful flesh and marring it with red, welting scratches.

The pace picks up as B lifts and rides down onto Light's lap with harder deliberate strokes. It seems continuous and possibly unending, Light nearly becomes dizzy at his lovers inexplicable ‘talent’ for making such a pleasurable experience somehow this numbing and vaguely threatening.

B's body lifts up and he slips a finger under the cock ring. Light opens his eyes to glance down past the organ in his mouth towards his own base. He gasps in horror to see the tip of the knife almost touching his throbbing shaft as it slips under the ring. There is a slight pressure and the ring snaps off and falls to the bed.

The flood of blood back through his organ overwhelms every nerve ending. Light groans and rocks his hips up into B firmly. B brings Light's lips back down to his cock while he resumes his downward thrusts.

Light mewls but sucks the head of the organ eagerly, his hands quickly pumping. His organ weeps inside of Beyond's powerful body and he is pushed past the precipice, onward towards climax.

He begins to straighten his back but B's hand on the back of his neck keeps him from lifting too much. His hands tighten on the shaft and pump it harder as his hips buck in a few quick thrusts that massage B's prostate.

His hips lift into one final push and his seed is released. Beyond groans in bliss as the heated liquid washes over his prostate. He rotates his hips firmly and releases his own seed, while Light screams with the intensity of his climax.

B releases his seed onto Kira’s face, marking him while he watches with a possessive grin. He smoothes his hands through Light’s hair to let him lift his head and inspect the dripping cum clinging to the flawless, youthful face. Light is numbed from climax, barely registering as B lifts himself off and releases his hold on Light.

Yagami slowly relaxes down to the bed, his hands loosely laced together and resting above his sternum. Beyond looms over the smaller framed figure and watches him intently in the dull light with seemingly glowing red eyes.

"Beyond..." Light's soft lips curve around the name. The male leans forward to unfasten the collar, allowing light's cuffed hands to find a more comfortable position. He lifts them over his head and rests them on the pillow then brings them down to support the back of his head, his lithe, golden frame sprawling proudly on the dark satin sheets.

Beyond lays atop him and murmurs, "That was interesting." Light nods and B continues "But next time I will go back to being seme."

The corner of Light's lip quirks as he whispers back, "So long as I get to be dominant."

A quiet and low chuckle, Beyond kisses the pulse point of his lover's neck and growls lustily, "Except, I never submit"

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Well how do you like that? Pretty much 6 whole pages of just sex. I’ll come back and read this later to decide if it was too descriptive and drawn out or not.

What’s behind this: I hate when people have Beyond submit for pretty much the hell of it. He says he doesn’t submit. He says he’s an aggressive top. He says he hasn’t even submitted to traffic signals. So I hate the concept of him just rolling over and letting Light or L fuck him. But, he seems to put more stress into him not submitting than into him being top. (maybe because it would be awkward to discuss with Misora how very gay and seme he is. Have you tried having that sort of conversation with a detective lately?)

Anyways, I figured what if he forfeited being top but just really fed into his aggressive and dominant side. Thank you for reading. And yes, you are allowed to be jealous of the fact I have such a fuuuuucking awesome RP partner. I know you’re reading! *pelvic thrust at you*

This account is something i made for uploading fanfiction based of RP and conversations between myself and my RP partner.

Light x Beyond Birthday fic.summary: Light wants to be the seme but Beyond Birthday is very clear that he does not submit. A compromise is in order that will possibly be a little more than what Light bargained for. Disclaimer: These characters are not my property they belong to the creators and publishers of Death note and related works.

~*~*~

The young teen's calculating eyes roam over the masculine frame of his dominant partner. Beyond Birthday, the only criminal to miraculously survive the Death Note, a very well guarded secret of course.

Light watches with interest and amusement as Beyond looms over piles of case reports and reviews, studying and memorizing them all while he savors his strawberry jam.

'Such an intelligent mind, but so corruptible. It's a shame I cannot punish him with my note in the way he deserves... I wonder if it is shameful for me to contemplate how I must kill my lover... No, surely such decisions only prove that I am not a biased god, I am the only one righteous enough to do the work of Kira. Only I... and him.' Light assures himself mentally.

Beyond seemed to feel the eyes on him and he slowly, eerily turned his head, staring back at his young partner. His red irises pin on Light and he murmurs, "Are you thinking about me?"

A chill almost crawls up Light's back but he forces it back down. The killer cant read minds with his shinigami eyes. He's simply become talented at reading Light. "I am." Light admits without a hint of guilt.

B's grin widens, though it seems to be a wicked expression, it likely stems from some delight at the acknowledgement of holding the 'God's attention captive.

Light's lips pull into a grin as well as his eyes study his lover's muscular shoulders, defined jawline and pink lips, colored by an extra bit of jam on the cusp. Beyond would be attractive enough by those points, but what holds Light's interest is his deep, red eyes. The power behind those eyes is uncanny, and for Beyond to be born with them- Light's heart quickens a little in excitement.

Pride heats him from beneath his skin as he reminds himself the power of those shinigami eyes is in his hands with Beyond Birthday as his lover. That power would influence Light and seduce him with their allure. "I'm thinking how much I would like to top, especially."

Beyond Birthday's grin drops. He watches Light closely contemplating the various methods of avoiding this. His lips press together and he returns his attention back to the papers to take the route of avoidance.

"Beyond..." Light's tone is deceptively sweet. He wont allow B to ignore him. "It is easily about time I have a turn as 'seme'. You've had control whenever we've been in bed, it should be my turn by now."

There is a long hanging silence before B states, "I dont submit." in a clear and deliberate voice. Light's eyes narrow in annoyance, but he wouldn’t bicker. He stands up and closes his book to take himself to a different room, ignoring the weight of the blood red irises watching him go.

................... ................... ...................

Days later, Light sits in the bedroom, reclining to the head board as he thumbs through a newspaper. He'd brought up his point of wanting to be the giver again and B countered it with the previous insufferable statement.

"I dont submit".

A brief argument had resulted. Perhaps 'argument' is the wrong word. It had in fact been a very docile exchange of points, but behind the pleasant demeanor both were aware of the frustration welling within each other.

Light had taken himself to another room to put B out of his mind. He refuses to lift his gaze from the paper as he hears footsteps in the hallway. Beyond pushes open the bedroom door but Light is content to ignore him, lifting up his newspaper to block him out.

A depression on the bed forces Light to lower the newspaper and glare venomously at the man perched on the foot of the bed, crawling towards him. Light aims to push him back with a foot to his chest, "Get off the bed! I'm not in the mood for this."

B's hand grabs the ankle and jerks it back, yanking Light down the bed and underneath the larger male in a sudden and fluid movement. "You were in the mood a moment ago. You can't take it back now." Beyond retorts.

Light's reaches up to push Beyond off him and B captures his wrists and pushes them down to his chest, forcing the breath out of the smaller body for a moment. Light gasps to pull air back into his lungs but his lips are sealed off by Beyond's.

He can feel those lips twisting in amusement on top of his and he jerks his head away to break free, "I refuse to receive until you've decided to be fair and receive from me!"

"I know" the voice is coarse and laden with sexual need, "I'm going to let you be the pitcher this time." Light's eyes widen with surprise, "But don’t forget-" B adds, as he takes back his hands from Light's wrists, "I don’t submit".

Light's wrists are cuffed together, the metal biting into his skin from being tightened so considerably under B's grip. He looks at the chain length. It was almost equal to the width of his shoulders. In the center of the chain, hanging from a metal ring, was a leather collar. Beyond sits back on his heels and gently places a kitchen knife between his teeth.

Light quickly notices and questions, "A knife?" he nearly chokes on the word as he edges away from the serial killer warily. The criminal grabs the front of Light's shirt roughly, tearing it open where the buttons were no match to keep it closed.

He jerks the teen forward to a sitting position. B is on his knees, straddling Light's hips. The youth is brought almost face to face with B's lap. "Undress me, Raito. I'm yours." B directs, in a tone that is as playful as it is foreboding, spoken around the knife.

Light wasn't sure what sort of game they were playing; he was hesitant to play along but equally cautious of defying the dangerous man. Beyond takes the hanging leather from the cuff's chain and brings it to Light's neck. He buckles the collar securely; it would restrict Light's movement of his hands even further. Light's hands would have been shaking if he did not have such perfect control over his demeanor. He carefully unfastened B's jeans and unzipped them, he worried that B had been playing the devil's advocate and he should have left the pants untouched. He gently tugs the fabric down Beyond's hips before tilting back his head to look the killer in the face.

His caramel eyes widen as he notices the knife is gone from his lover's lips. A tearing sound echoes his gasp and Yagami flinches considerably. He barely manages to remain silent as the knife rips through his clothing. He's afraid to look as the dull edge glides over his unscarred skin. The teen's clothing is reduced to shreds on the bed around him.

Beyond crouches slightly as he opens Yagami's pants and draws them down his lean legs. Red irises watch the boy expectantly, "You're too quiet, Raito. I'm going to expect more sounds of appreciation".

Light's breathing was audible at this point, he licks his lips and takes in a breath to ask Beyond his intentions, but he is silenced with a kiss. His hands tighten into fists resting on his collarbone, unable to move much further than that due to the metal loop on his collar that held the chain. He closes his eyes slowly and accepts the kiss, noting that the kiss was as they usually were, hopefully an indication that there was not too much cause for alarm or concern.

Yagami arches his back suddenly as Beyond shifts to press their organs together. The teens legs squirm slightly but a firm hand on his hips keeps him from diminishing any of the friction as Birthday would begin to grind firmly into his lap.

Light moans into the mouth briefly before having to turn his head to catch his breath and release the continuous sounds of pleasure resulting from the firm friction between the organs. His penis erected quickly and B's free hand wrapped around the organs to pump them both together.

There is lubrication in his palm, it spreads over the erections and makes each pump slick and satisfying. Light's verbal sounds of approval begin to deepen as he nears climax, sighing his appreciation to Beyond. But it is short-lived. Birthday withdraws his hand and Light opens his eyes to see the long fingers lowering a band around his organ.

He removes his fingers and the ring returns to its original, circulation halting size. Light grimaces and grunts at the tight grip the narrow band had on his cock. His fingers stretch out and fist again helplessly. "Nngh- ah- why?" He manages to force out as he shifts uncomfortably and looks up at Beyond.

The red eyes almost dazzle in amusement as he explains, "Because you're hard for me. And I want you to last." “You’re incredibly frustrating. It’s very tight, you must have underestimated the girth of my erection.” Light closes his eyes with a grunt while the dominant partner positions himself on top of Light's organ.

The adolescent's attention refocuses in time to watch his lover slowly sink down on his cock, engulfing it within his body. For a moment they share the same expression of pain and pleasure. Birthday's cheeks flush as his body slowly opens up to the penetration.

The discomfort of penetration was minimal in comparison to the pleasure and satisfaction of knowing now how the receiving side felt, relishing the knowledge that he inflicted this deep pressure within his lover every time he topped. His organ throbbed as he related the internal heat to the various sounds Light would make when he was being brought to climax while riding Beyond's cock.

Meanwhile, Light would be savoring the heat and smooth interior of the hot passage, but he was equally aware of the unforgiving restriction of B's entrance. It was almost equal to the tightness of the cock ring itself. He vaguely wondered if he had been this painfully tight the first time B had him.

Beyond sunk to the base of the organ and arched his back to line up Light's tip with his prostate, shamelessly using the boy for his internal stimulation. Cautious caramel eyes study the man and Light is instantly aware when B locates his prostate.

Light gasps and arches his back, being more responsive than B himself when the anal muscles flex inexplicably tighter in a sudden wave. Light moans in relief as the stimulation causes B's entrance to slowly loosen up and become more forgiving and gentle. “Birthday,” He gasps, “You’re tight. You should have let me prepare you first.” He flinches as the muscles tighten up again as B continues to stimulate his prostate, “Slow down!”

“Hn, I don’t like to waste time.” Beyond responds, answering both statements. He can’t help but be rather amused that even as seme, his uke could not shake his adorable mannerisms of almost whimpering with the initial penetration, and moaning for B to slow down if he was starting too eagerly. It only proved to B that regardless of their roles or the dynamics of their complex relationship, he would always be the dominant partner and his mortal ‘God’ would have no choice but to submit.

Yagami leans forward, curving his back at an extreme angle to reach B's organ and pump it slowly but firmly. Beyond groans and his muscles adjust to Light's organ, now flexing just enough to provide a firm massage from tip to base. Long fingers comb through soft, cinnamon hair to express appreciation. It is a surprisingly gentle action, and it is possibly the only gentle action that would come from B during this round of intimacy.

Once Beyond is satisfied to the level he's adjusted he begins to lift his hips and thrust back down. Light is surprised to find that it is somehow as forceful and dominating of a gesture as when B thrust his organ into a receiving body.

Light’s hand lifts to hold B’s waist, as he straightens his back to lean his forehead on the male’s chest. He pants and rotates his hips to compliment his partner’s actions. Light moans deeply, savoring his time inside his forceful partner, thankful for the cock ring that allowed him to enjoy the silky tunnel longer.

The friction is hot and intense but is almost too much as B continually picks up the pace. Though the pleasure is inescapable, the forcefulness is humbling and causes Light to try to slow his partner. B pushes down deep onto the shaft, almost reaching where the cock ring is placed at the base, the sore and restricted area being tantalized makes Light shudder and gasp, “Don’t!” he pants for a moment then mewls, “Be gentle.”

A deep chuckle answers and the hand in Light’s hair pulls his head back so their eyes could meet. B grins and combines Light’s two statements together, repeating with amusement, “Don’t be gentle?” His lips come down on Light’s with almost bruising force, he bite’s the Yagami’s lower lip enough to make it split. He whispers lustily across the mouth, “Don’t worry, I won’t be.”

B's hand in his hair forces Light’s head down, making him to curve his back again until he is brought to face the erect cock of the man riding his lap. The teen closes his lips tightly as he grunts in protest within his locked jaw.

B lifts his hips as he pulls up from the organ. The precum on the tip of his penis smears across Light's lips and he growls quietly. Beyond is fearless anyways, he tightens his ring of muscle and thrusts down onto the organ, reaching the tender skin that the cock ring held once more.

Light’s mouth would open to release a brief cry from the harsh stimulation and the organ would press to his lips. Beyond ordered impatiently, “Suck it.” Light would hardly be able to take any more than the head into his mouth but his hands would pump the shaft, working together to satisfy his lover.

“Good boy.” B groans. Light grunts to express his annoyance, the reverberation of his tone around the organ causes B's cock to twitch, his nails dig into Light's thigh where his hand rested for balance.

Light's mouth opens for him to release a mild whine from the deep scratches, but B consistently pushing Light to continue his oral efforts. His hands press on Light's shoulders, occasionally roaming down his back, admiring the youthful flesh and marring it with red, welting scratches.

The pace picks up as B lifts and rides down onto Light's lap with harder deliberate strokes. It seems continuous and possibly unending, Light nearly becomes dizzy at his lovers inexplicable ‘talent’ for making such a pleasurable experience somehow this numbing and vaguely threatening.

B's body lifts up and he slips a finger under the cock ring. Light opens his eyes to glance down past the organ in his mouth towards his own base. He gasps in horror to see the tip of the knife almost touching his throbbing shaft as it slips under the ring. There is a slight pressure and the ring snaps off and falls to the bed.

The flood of blood back through his organ overwhelms every nerve ending. Light groans and rocks his hips up into B firmly. B brings Light's lips back down to his cock while he resumes his downward thrusts.

Light mewls but sucks the head of the organ eagerly, his hands quickly pumping. His organ weeps inside of Beyond's powerful body and he is pushed past the precipice, onward towards climax.

He begins to straighten his back but B's hand on the back of his neck keeps him from lifting too much. His hands tighten on the shaft and pump it harder as his hips buck in a few quick thrusts that massage B's prostate.

His hips lift into one final push and his seed is released. Beyond groans in bliss as the heated liquid washes over his prostate. He rotates his hips firmly and releases his own seed, while Light screams with the intensity of his climax.

B releases his seed onto Kira’s face, marking him while he watches with a possessive grin. He smoothes his hands through Light’s hair to let him lift his head and inspect the dripping cum clinging to the flawless, youthful face. Light is numbed from climax, barely registering as B lifts himself off and releases his hold on Light.

Yagami slowly relaxes down to the bed, his hands loosely laced together and resting above his sternum. Beyond looms over the smaller framed figure and watches him intently in the dull light with seemingly glowing red eyes.

"Beyond..." Light's soft lips curve around the name. The male leans forward to unfasten the collar, allowing light's cuffed hands to find a more comfortable position. He lifts them over his head and rests them on the pillow then brings them down to support the back of his head, his lithe, golden frame sprawling proudly on the dark satin sheets.

Beyond lays atop him and murmurs, "That was interesting." Light nods and B continues "But next time I will go back to being seme."

The corner of Light's lip quirks as he whispers back, "So long as I get to be dominant."

A quiet and low chuckle, Beyond kisses the pulse point of his lover's neck and growls lustily, "Except, I never submit"

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Well how do you like that? Pretty much 6 whole pages of just sex. I’ll come back and read this later to decide if it was too descriptive and drawn out or not.

What’s behind this: I hate when people have Beyond submit for pretty much the hell of it. He says he doesn’t submit. He says he’s an aggressive top. He says he hasn’t even submitted to traffic signals. So I hate the concept of him just rolling over and letting Light or L fuck him. But, he seems to put more stress into him not submitting than into him being top. (maybe because it would be awkward to discuss with Misora how very gay and seme he is. Have you tried having that sort of conversation with a detective lately?)

Anyways, I figured what if he forfeited being top but just really fed into his aggressive and dominant side. Thank you for reading. And yes, you are allowed to be jealous of the fact I have such a fuuuuucking awesome RP partner. I know you’re reading! *pelvic thrust at you*
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