I Could Get Used To This

DN Mpreg II

Several days passed since Light was incarcerated. He wasn’t sure how many days passed since he was never given time. He could only tell by how many times he slept, and he slept quite a lot nowadays. He was constantly tired, but he wasn’t sure if it was because of boredom, or because L felt it entertaining to wake him from a deep sleep by waking him up to ask the same questions over and over. Light suspected that L seemed to think that if he asked just the right questions, Light’s sleep-deprived mind might let out some information about him being Kira. Of course, Light was very careful to make sure such a thing never occurred.

It was quite uncomfortable to sleep with your hands behind your back and your feet bound, but Light made do. He usually slept on the floor, waking up with a stiff neck, and only getting a few hours of sleep before either being woken up by L or his sore body. Even with L watching him constantly, Light never felt embarrassed about sleeping.

In fact, he enjoyed it.

He knew he was a sound sleeper, never talked in his sleep. So watch, L, watch him as he slept.
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***The sun light blared over them, making the sweat they just condensed glisten on their skin. The tennis match was over, and after Light had declined several offers to be on the tennis team, he looked to L.

“Ryuuga,” he said, looking over to the detective, “Since we’re in the same class, how about you and I go to my house and work on the thesis we were assigned.”

L looked up at him with his wide dark eyes and his thumb pressed to his lips. He calculated the situation in his head. If he followed Light to his house, he could see Light’s living quarters with his own eyes. He could search for more clues that the cameras couldn’t pick up on. He wasn’t worried about Light taking his life because Light was not the kind of person to make a mistake like that. Also, if Light wanted to take him to his house, he must also want to talk about Kira, and L too would like to have that discussion.

“Okay, Light-kun,” he said, “Let’s go to your house.”

Light did so. He brought his enemy to his home, called out for his mother and sister who were presently absent, and then took him to his room. L’s large obsidian eyes glanced around the room and seemed to suck in every detail.

“I hope you don’t mind if I change clothes,” Light said, searching through his closet for an extra shirt, “If you want, I can let you borrow a shirt.”

“I am fine, thank you anyway,” L replied, sitting down on the bed.

Light pulled off his polo shirt that stuck to his back in sweat. L could feel his eyes wonder and glance over to Light’s half naked body. He admired the beautiful soft pale looking skin, toned muscles and Light’s slender body shape. His body was perfect like a younger version of Michelangelo’s David although this was to be expected from a narcissist such as Light.

“Is something wrong, Ryuuga?” Light asked causing L to snap out of his daydream, “You were staring.”

“I’m sorry, Light-kun. I was admiring your beautiful body.” L remained stoic even when such an absurd phrase passed his lips. He acted as if he had simply stated that the sun was bright today.

“Um… thank you.” Light said accepting the compliment. ‘Is he coming on to me? It seems absurd,’ he wondered to himself. ‘Is this guy really L?’ He was starting to doubt it now. First off, why would L even bother to come and see Light in person? Second he could just have easily arrested Light and interrogated him. ‘On the other hand,’ he said still thinking to himself, ‘If he is L then I could perhaps use this to try to seduce him and gain information. Even if he isn’t the real L, I can use this boy like I’m using Misa and can control him with the Death Note before I kill him. Either way I can use this situation to my advantage.’ He carefully hid the twitch in the corners of his lips to keep from smirking.

“Ryuuga.” Dark orb like eyes looked up at him. “I really like your eyes, they’re so deep and mysterious .”

The said detective blinked twice. His eyes…? Did Light perhaps like him? He noticed Light’s cheeks noticeably change a different shade of color than before, and he tried to figure out what he was thinking. He knew Light was a skilled liar like himself but somehow it was hard to tell if this was truth or a lie since there really seemed to be some feeling in Light’s words. Then again, feigning emotions would perfectly fit the profile of Kira he had constructed.

“We better get back to work.” L suggested, and Light quickly pulled on a fresh shirt. They sat down together at Light’s desk, with L in his usual position, and worked in silence on their assignment. Light swallowed. The drawer with the hidden Death Note was sitting just to L’s right. It made him nervous, but not too badly so. Even if L were to look inside, he would just find Light’s diary, and he had carefully constructed his journal to be that of a boring teenage boy’s.

When L went to reach for the pen on the desk, he felt Light’s hand on his. It appeared that they had both reached for the same pen at the same time. L didn’t pull away and Light‘s grip seemed to slightly increase over L’s. They both looked up and locked eyes. It seemed to be such a cliché scene of a cheesy romance, but L noticed how warm Light’s hands were; his own hands were always cold. Obsidian and caramel eyes stared into one another with a very different emotion. The detective opened his mouth slightly to say something, but before a word could be uttered, he found Light’s lips on his. A strange pleasurable feeling came over him as Light’s soft lips pressed against his own. Suddenly L realized what was happening and how very dangerous this was.

‘I can’t do this. He’s my main suspect…’ his thoughts trailed off as he felt Light’s tongue trace across his lips.

“Light dinner’s ready.” Light heard his mother calling him from the hall causing the pair to break the kiss.

“We should get going,” L said, pushing Light off and turning his head not to make eye contact.

However, the attempt was futile because Light still caught sight of those pale cheeks flaring.
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At the dinner table, Light introduced Hideki Ryuuga to his mother and sister, and he joined them for supper.

“How’s your assignment going, Light?” His mother asked at the dinner table.

“Oh, it’s going very well.”

“Well isn’t that what you’d expect from the two geniuses of Toho University?” Sayu chuckled.

“Is something wrong, Ryuuga?” she noticed L had hardly touched his food.

L’s head was ducked down as he was currently deep in thought, but when he was addressed, he picked it up and gave a very small, cat-like smile “The food looks wonderful, but I’m not really that hungry. Do you mind if I just skip to dessert?”

“Ryuuga doesn’t really eat normal food, Mom. He prefers cake and sugar filled foods,” Light said, chewing on a piece of fried fish. He noticed that Ryuuga did all he could not to even glance at him.

“That’s rather strange of you, dear, but I guess it wouldn’t hurt.” She got up and brought out a slice of freshly baked cake which L immediately tucked into, stabbing it with a dessert fork and bringing it to his mouth.

He was glad that it was cake. He wasn’t much of a fan of Japanese sweets. “This tastes wonderful,” he complimented.

“Ryuuga-san, how come you have the same name as the TV star?” Sayu blurted out.

“Sayu, don’t be rude.” Her mother scolded.

“No, it’s quite alright. I’ve been asked that many times. It’s just coincidence, really,” he answered. It was strange. Sitting here with a family, enjoying conversation. These were things that L never had, and being invited into such a sitcom-like sketch was bizarre to him.

Everyone’s plate was nearly empty when Light suddenly stood up. “Ryuuga, perhaps we should continue our assignment.”

L looked up at him for the first time since the kiss. Was that what they were going to do really? Or would Light attempt again to seduce him? It would be late very soon and Watari would be worried. However, he was unable to find anything earlier, but a once more look-over might uncover something.

He placed his feet on the floor and rose. “Yes, let’s finish it, Light-kun.”

The two boys trailed up the stairs and back into Light’s bedroom. L noticeably heard the click of the door being shut. He didn’t hear a lock, but that didn’t stop him from craning his neck and checking that the button wasn’t pushed in. It wasn’t. He sat down on the edge of the bed, his knees curled into his chest.

“Your mum makes delicious cake.” L complimented once the door was closed.

“I noticed.” Light said, his lips curving to a nice smile, “You still have half of it around your mouth.” Could the great detective L really be such a messy eater?

“Really?” Ryuuga wiped the edge of his mouth messily with his sleeve, but missed a great amount.

Light took a daring move and licked the last few remaining crumbs off L’s cheek. Such a dare-devil act made adrenaline excite his blood, but he was rewarded with the sound of L letting out a little gasp. The brunet placed one hand on L’s shoulder and pressed him back onto the bed. His hands were planted either side of L. He thought that he would be making all the moves, but the wild haired lad surprised him when he reached out and touched the boy’s skin, reaching up under his neat shirt. Light slightly flinched when cool fingers touched his skin.

L was confused. His mind said it was wrong, but his body wanted it. He wasn’t even aware that his hands were straying until he felt warm flesh under his fingertips. While his hands trailed and mapped out Light’s back and chest, the brunet attacked his earlobe, pulling it into his mouth and sucking on it.

“Mmm.”

Light pulled back when he heard that sound. It wasn’t that he didn’t expect L not to make a sound, but hearing it was much different. He never thought he would get this far with someone he just met, especially someone he knew suspected him of being Kira.

This was dangerous.

How exciting.

L slowly opened his eyes when Light didn’t make another move. This was wrong on too many levels. Perhaps Light realized this, too.

“Light-kun,” L said, gazing up at him.

**Thump, thump**

Those eyes. Those blank eyes had suddenly changed. They were filled with a sort of light in them, a glow that attracted him like a moth to a light. Those pale cheeks were blushing with color. He seemed so…alive.

“Light-kun?” Ryuuga asked again, “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” he answered, seeing his reflection in those dark orbs. How bizarre. He had never seen anything like that before. “Yes, I’m perfectly fine.”

Their mouths connected again and Light’s tongue delved inside L’s crevice. He smiled against his lips when he heard a muffled mewl. The detective fisted Light’s shirt, his eyes tightly closed. Light lifted the white shirt up, exposing L’s stomach and chest. He kissed down his sternum, down his stomach, kissing his naval. When he trailed down to his jeans, he began to undo the button and the zipper.

“I need you to be very quiet so my sister and my mom won’t hear us,” he whispered.

L’s eyes widened. “Pardon?”

“Don’t worry,” Light assured with a smile, “You’ll enjoy this.”

He pulled down L’s jeans and underwear, and heard L gasp slightly. He took his member and licked the underside across the vein. L covered his mouth with his hands to keep quiet. Light wasn’t one to give blowjobs on boys, but this was a chance he couldn’t pass up. He took a look upwards to see L’s face. Both hands covered his mouth and his eyes were closed. A deep blush spread over his cheeks.

“Nng!” L groaned in his throat and his toes clenched.

Light was cautious not to make any sounds as he sucked him off. He left his bedroom door unlocked, and while his family was courteous and knocked, it would be more than embarrassing if they decided to barge in at this moment. ‘My mother would be horrified if she saw what I was doing right now.’ He wasn’t sure how his sister would react, but either way, he would have much to explain, especially to his father, whom Light knew was working with L.

For a boy, L was pretty cute. He was still strange with his paper white skin and large dark eyes, his wild hair and lithe body, but while he was under Light, all those things that made him weird suddenly made him very cute.

“Look at me,” Light said.

L lifted himself on his elbows, looking down at Light. Those eyes. They looked like crystals this way.

‘Yes, L, watch Kira suck you off. Watch him bring you to climax.’

“Yagami-kun!” L whispered harshly. Both hands were pulling on the sheets and his eyes were tightly closed. That pale face was now erupted in a blush. “I can’t…!”

‘Yes, come L, come! Come because of Kira!’

Light removed his mouth from L’s sex and began stroking it with his hand instead. It was slick now with his saliva. Up and down his hand stroked L’s shaft then he lowered his mouth over it once again.

“Light-kun,” L whispered, “Light-kun…Light-kun…”

Soon L’s hips bucked and his seed poured into Light’s mouth which he swallowed with skill.

‘That’s it.’ Light smiled. ‘Give in to me.’

“My Ryuu-chan.” Light whispered as he took L’s jeans off and unbuttoned his own trousers. L was unsure what was going to happen next although it suddenly did feel good when Light’s two fingers entered him in an unusually arousing place. L let out a soft moan as Light worked his prostate with his fingers. Just seeing L succumb to something like this made him doubt if this really was the world’s famous detective. For all he knew this man in front of him was just a slut that wanted to have a good time and would tell Light anything to get fucked. Light reached for the bedside table and pulled open the drawer revealing a tube of lube. It made L wondered if Light had this planned all along.

“Just relax now.” Light coaxed as he started to prepare himself and L. Even though L knew this was wrong, he was lost in the total ecstasy of the moment and the sexual heat between them. Light was ready by now and lowered himself before L’s entrance.

“This might hurt a bit but I want you to be quiet and relax.”

L nodded, incapable of talking, just waiting, wanting, needing for Light to take him and then it happened. Light entered him slowly, trying not to make L scream. He looked into L’s orb eyes and saw the light shine from them encouraging him to go on. Already he was feeling extremely aroused by the feel of L’s heat and the rigid muscles of his colon rubbing against his erection.

“Ryuuga…” Light murmured as he started to thrust a bit faster this time. Just watching him lay there, helpless and trying to hold back his screams of pleasure was egging Light on. Even if this boy wasn’t the real L he didn’t care, this felt good. Maybe he could get Ryuuga to be his slut.

“Come ‘ere.” He said now sitting on the bed and lifting L on top of him. Light wanted to take him from below. His hips thrust upwards as he lowered L onto his member.

“L…Light-k…k…kuun.” L struggled to speak as his body withered around Light’s. He felt Light pull him close and nip softly at his neck. Their pace increased and L could feel Light inside him start to swell and Light felt his balls tighten. He groaned into Light’s shoulder as Light, beneath him, released his seed into him. Panting and hot L slid from Light with the come oozing out of his behind. Light’s legs were weak as he lay on the bed. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Light jumped up to his feet faster than expected, almost tripping and rushed to the door. He poked his head out to see his younger sister Sayu standing there.

“Mom, says it’s late and that’s it time for Ryuuga to go home,” she said sweetly. Light glanced at the clock behind him and saw it was nearly 10 pm.

“Oh, I’ll be down in a minute to let him out.” Light replied.

“It’s ok. I’ll leave now.” Light spun round to see Ryuuga fully dressed and cleaned up. He felt rather embarrassed at the fact his trousers were done to his ankles. L grabbed his satchel and as he passed by Light he brushed his hand against his naked buttocks. Of course Sayu couldn’t see what was going on since only Light’s head was poking round the door.

“Good night, Light-kun.” And with that Ryuuga Hideki had left.***
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L kept himself awake by snacking on sugar cubes while he watched Light on the monitor. Watari had gone to bed a few hours ago; L gave him his word that if something would happen, he would tell him immediately. Because Light still refused to say without question that he was Kira and tell them his method of killing, and without sufficient physical evidence, one might think that no progress was being done. Not so. Since Light’s probable confession, the rate of deaths in criminals had drastically dropped, and that made Light’s percentage of being Kira rise.

He wiggled his toes to get circulation into his feet, then picked up a sugar cube and sucked on it. He rubbed his eyes of sleep and brought his attention back to the monitor. He didn’t care that he hadn’t slept in a long time, nor did he care how long it had been. He was not going to allow sleep to keep him from watching his number one suspect.

Another block of sugar made its way into his mouth. He pressed it to the roof of his mouth and sucked on it. On the monitor, Light slept unsoundly on the concrete floor. It had been less than five minutes since he had let out a moan of some sort. L’s initial hypothesis was that Light was having nightmares about Kira. He had turned up the volume on the monitor in case Light said anything incriminating. However, on further notice, he had seen that perhaps nightmares were not what Light was suffering from, nor did it seem that he was suffering at all.

He chewed listlessly on his thumb as he watched Light like a specimen. He slightly cocked his head to the side as he watched the brunet arch his back, which seemed difficult with his hands behind his back. It was obvious now what Light was dreaming about.

It had been weeks since they had each other’s company. Even L was missing their time together, and just watching and interrogating his suspect didn’t seem to bring any answers.

What was Yagami Light thinking about? Or who?