Percentage of being... | By : YamanashiOchinashiIminashi Category: Death Note > Yaoi-Male/Male > L/Light Views: 4512 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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CHAPTER 2
L didn't move when Light put his arms around his neck. He just stared into the blurred brown eyes which begged him to do something. But he didn't know what to do. He shivered. Light's hope for any reaction from the older man faded away. He decided to do his move. First, slowly and gently he pressed his body to L. He held him tight and his heart skipped a beat when he felt L's shivering body so close to his.
"Light-kun is so warm…" whispered L in his low and sexy voice.
"Then why are you shivering?" asked Light, straight into L's ear.
L didn't even realize that he tilted his head to bring his ear closer to Light's wonderful lips. He felt the boy's hot breath on his neck. He was melting in Light's arms. For a second he wanted to take his hands from his pockets and touch Light, but he was afraid that it would put an end to his self control.
"Light-kun… Why are you doing this…?"
"Why? Because I feel like I could die if I wouldn't…" Light whispered into L's ear, desperately tightening his embrace.
He never had a chance to be that close to L. Even though he always yearned for any contact with this pale and scrawny body he never did anything. He was afraid that he would scare the detective away. Light was pretty sure that L would not hate him for his affection. This man was above this kind of low emotions. Actually, Light was afraid that L is above ANY emotions at all. But he was afraid that L would distance himself from him even further.
Until now he could call himself L's friend. He WAS L's friend. And not just friend! He was his BEST friend, or even more – his ONLY friend. He knew that it really is something big and special to be acknowledged like that by this eccentric young genius, but to say that it was enough and that he was satisfied with that would be a lie. He always wanted more.
When came to the headquarters for the first time he was painfully disappointed that he didn't have a chance to shake L's hand. He didn't know why but it made him angry when L just pointed with a tea spoon vacant seat. It was an armchair directly in front of L but on the other side of the coffee table. Light sat there but he couldn't stop thinking about the fact that there was plenty of space on the sofa where L crouched with his tea in one hand and the spoon in the other. They were talking, but Light couldn't concentrate. His eyes wandered to L's pale lips as he listened to his monotone, low voice.
He couldn't catch the words because this voice seemed to somehow tickle his insides. It made him shiver from some kind of excitement. Every day he listened to this intoxicating voice and then one day he noticed that when L is close he can actually feel its vibrations. That day he also realized that those vibrations tickled his insides little lower than before. He could feel L's voice. Every time he spoke Light felt like it would caress and warmed his whole body.
Since Light could remember he always got what he wanted. This was his first unsatisfied desire. It was something awful and amazing in the same time. It was painful, but also it was something new and interesting. For the first time in his life, Light could really feel something.
Every day he woke up with anticipation of their meeting and every day he fell asleep thinking about seeing L the next day. Not every day but often he thought about L when he was taking a shower. Then his hand and his mind in perfect harmony could bring some ease to his frustrated mind and body, but not for long. He never saw L's naked body so his imagination worked hard on this subject for hours every single day when L was sitting beside him in his chair eating some sweets.
When Light was naked with the stream of hot water caressing his perfect tanned skin his hands would wander to his nipples. He couldn't imagine L doing that to him, so his soap covered hands were then slipping lower to his abdomen. He thought abut L's pale lips, about his black eyes and about his thin white hands. When he closed his eyes he could feel L standing behind him. He could hear a low voice in his ear and he was shivering with pleasure before he would even start to really touch himself.
His hands would slowly go lower to his thighs and with his eyes shot he could almost feel that it wasn't his own hands but long and scrawny fingers of a certain detective, who was whispering his name an inch from his ear. Then those delicate fingers would move to Light's more sensitive parts. First the middle finger was moving up from his right inner thigh to his perineum and caressed his testicles with slow circling movements. That was the moment when his blood was always ebbing into just one already hard and throbbing part of his young and beautiful body. Luscious voice was purring some unintelligible words to his left ear causing hot sensations to his turgid manhood. Then L's long and slim thumb was idly joining the first finger and caressed a crease of skin at the base of Light's member.
Light loved his rakish moments in a sultry bathroom. He loved when he could feel L nuzzling at the nape of his neck. He loved his lazy moves and his fingers, which would finally grab Light's scrotum and squeeze delicately just to move quickly to his waiting penis. Using soap as a lubrication L was slowly moving his slender hand pumping Light's hot cock. Light liked it slowly. After few minutes the pace would get a little hectic and then just rampant. It was usually enough for Light to have his release, but sometimes it wasn't.
There was those times (recently it happened more often) when he felt some pleasing tingle in the back of his body. Then L's fingers would make their way to that place and caressing Light's pelvis and buttocks they would finally slip between the two firm muscles and tuck into the soft crevice. Then again his middle finger would make his way down, straight to the source of that tingling sensation. When Light tried that for the first time he had an orgasm in the moment he touched his entrance. It took few more "showers" to start teasing the hole and to finally put his finger inside, but once he discovered this new occupation he couldn't forget it. Just a thought about L entering his body was overwhelming.
It was great and he loved it but after this short time of pleasure he always found himself quivering and alone in his bathroom… pale detective nowhere to be found.
But now, at this very moment his beloved creature was in his arms. L was as always indifferent, but at least he was close, still in Light's arms. They were not naked and they were not in the shower, but they were together and they both confessed their feelings to each other. The moment was spectacular for Light. With this realization Light tightened his grip even more and pressed his perfect lips to the delicious white skin of L's long neck.
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