Trust Me, My Panda

aito stepped into L’s room, shutting the door softly behind him with a strange smile on his face. If L was sick now, then he wouldn’t be able to work on the case. Which meant that it would be easier to defeat that damned detective. But…

He frowned and crawled into the bed behind L, putting a hand on his stomach. Ryuk had to have been lying. Men couldn’t… carry. It was impossible, unless… No. He specifically remembered that L did indeed have a dick. Before he got his memories back, L had been the more dominant one.

The detective stirred and turned his head, looking up at Raito tiredly. “Nn… What are you doing?” he asked, curling up more. He made a pained look and lay his head back down on the pillow, clutching at Raito’s hand on his stomach. “It still… hurts…” he whimpered into the pillow, his grip tightening on the brunette’s hand.

“Ow… Ryuu, you’re okay. Let go.” He moved his hand soothingly over his stomach and kissed his temple. “You’ll be all right. Have you taken anything for it?”

L shook his head, his face still contorted from the pain. Raito trailed his lips down to his shoulder, supporting his upper body with his elbow, his other hand going through the detective’s hair. He slowly relaxed, closing his eyes again, while Raito continued to brush his lips against every inch of skin he could reach.

It wasn’t that he actually loved L or anything, but he just liked touching him. He tasted as sweet as he smelled, even though Raito hated sweet things. He usually drank his coffee black, and he barely used sugar for anything. But L was a different story.

He heard Ryuk cackling and snapped his head to up glare at him. “You’re falling for the human, aren’t you?” the Shinigami asked, and went back to cackling at the two.

“No, I’m not,” he growled. L’s body twitched and he stiffened. If L thought that the brunette was talking to himself, then he’d get suspicious again.

“You can barely control yourself around him! I think you don’t want to admit it to yourself. When L finally realizes that he’s baring your child… Hyuk! I can just imagine his face.”

Raito grit his teeth together and leaned down to brush his lips against L’s ear. “Ryuuzaki… We need to get you to a doctor soon.” He didn't actually expect any kind of answer, but the other shook his head, turning around to bury his face in Raito’s shirt. Raito chuckled and kissed the top of his head. “Ryuu, you don’t need to be afraid. It’s not like they’re going to hurt you.”

L mumbled something that Raito didn’t catch. Still, he sighed and pried the detective away from his shirt. “I promise. I’ll go with you, okay?”

L looked up at him with big grey orbs for a moment. Raito almost looked away. Damn him for looking so innocent and fuckable. L finally nodded and turned back around, guiding Raito’s hand up and down his stomach. He fell back to sleep with a small smile playing at his lips.

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He blinked a few times, looking around the room. A bad feeling start to pool in the pit of his stomach. It was such a stupid idea to let him go. He knew he was Kira, but he still let him out of his sight. He’d even told him to stay home with his family! Not that Raito would even do that.

L clutched at his stomach, thinking he would get sick again, when he was aware of the shower running in the bathroom. He took a few calming breaths and lie back against the pillows. He wasn’t already gone?

His question was answered when the bathroom door opened and Raito came out, wrapping a towel around himself. He smiled softly at his lover, going over beside the bed to plant a kiss on L’s lips.

L tilted his head to the side and nibbled on his thumb. “Why are you still here?” he asked. He wasn’t trying to be mean or rude. He really did want to know why he was still there. He thought Raito would have just gone home after he got bored with watching L sleep.

Raito frowned and leaned back slightly, putting a hand on his hip. “Because I want to be.” He leaned forward again, his lips brushing against L’s neck as he spoke. “Don’t you want me here too, Ryuu?” He bit down on his skin, sucking on it lightly.

L made a noise in the back of his throat and gently pushed Raito away. He shrugged and stood, going into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his mouth out. He heard Raito sigh from the other room and snorted. The boy wasn’t going to be able to get everything he wanted. At least, not from L.

Raito came into the bathroom, snaking his arms around L’s middle, letting his towel drop to the floor. He turned the detective’s face to kiss him, moving his lips down his jaw line. “I really want to stay with you, Ryuuzaki. I love my family, but…”

There was a pause and L’s eye widened, and he swore his heart stopped for a moment. Raito wasn’t going to say it, was he? Neither of them felt that way, so it would just be another lie.

“… But I like spending time with you more.”

L let out a breath. Of course he wasn't going to say it. That would have been so unlike Raito. He shrugged, acting like he didn’t care what the brunette did. “Fine. Stay.” He looked in the mirror at both of them, seeing that soft smile, but predatory gleam in Raito’s eyes. Had he always looked at him like that?

“Ryuuzaki… You need to learn to relax,” Raito said, moving his hands up L’s body. You don’t sleep or eat right. No wonder you’re sick.” He moved his lips down to the base of the detective’s neck, and to his shoulder.

L let out a soft sigh, tilting his head to the side slightly. Even though he knew this was probably just a trick to get him to let his guard down, it still felt good. He slowly closed his eyes. “I’ve had insomnia since I was a child, Raito-kun, and I've only gotten sick once before. That was for a completely different reason. I also eat like I do because I have very low blood sugar. If I ate ‘normally’ then my body would crash and start to shut down. It would most likely take a while for it to completely shut down, but the result would be the same. You wouldn’t want me to DIE when we’re so close to solving the Kira case, would you?”

Raito simply looked amused. “Of course not…” He turned L’s body around, roughly pressing his lips to the detective’s. They both sank to the floor after a moment, fighting each other for dominance. L gave in, naturally, letting Raito push him to the floor. He grabbed the brunette's hair, lifting his hips off the floor to meet his lover's. Raito bit and sucked on his neck, L's legs clinging to his waist. "Raito..." he breathed in the other's ear, licking up the shell. "I'm hungry... I need something..."

"Mm... Me too," he panted softly. A shiver went up Raito's spine and he turned them over so that he was on the floor, and started pushing his pants down.

"No--Raito-kun. I was serious. I need something to eat." He pulled away from Raito and pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. "Watari. I need you to bring up something... Hm, teriyaki chicken and white rice."

"And what will you have?" Watari asked, thinking the chicken and rice was for Raito.

L cocked an eyebrow. "That is what I want." There was a moment of shocked silence, then Watari told him he'd have his food soon. L smiled and snapped his phone shut. He turned around to see Raito, with his pants unbuttoned, and a disappointed look on his face. "What?"

Raito sighed and stepped over to him, purposely brushing his hips lightly against the detective's. "How can you think of food at a time like this?" he asked, gently pushing him against his wall and going for his neck again.

L made a small noise and tried to push Raito away. "Because I'm hungry. I thought that much was obvious."

Raito narrowed his eyes and slid down to his knees, jerking L's pants down to the floor.

"No! Raito. Wata--ahh... Hah..." He bit down on his bottom lip, trying to stifle any noises. If Watari just suddenly walked in like this and saw them, what would he think? Would his trust in L disappear? Raito's tongue swirled around the tip of his member, and he realized that the didn't care at the moment. He lifted his hips slightly and tried to push his head down. When Raito simply growled and pulled away, glaring at L, the detective threw his head back agianst the wall. "Raito, please!"

Raito smirked and ran his tongue up and down L's shaft. "I thought you were hungry. You didn't want me a second ago."

"Ohh, Raito... I do." He sank to the floor, crying out when Raito finally took L into his mouth. He tried holding himself back, but whenever he did, Raito would started to pull back. "Yes, Raito... God, more..." It was like that was the magic word. Raito took him completely, holding his L's hips down, sucking hard on his member. He hummed around it, sending vibrations down to the base, making L suddenly jerk his hips up sharply.

Raito gagged a little and pulled away. He turned L over and jerked his pants down adn rammed into him. He thrusted quick and hard, causing L's eyes to water slightly.

The detective pushed himself up on his hands and turned his head to look at the brunette. "Raito... Don't..." He gasped and pushed back against his thrusts. He knew that, just because his luck always sucked, Watari would come up soon and see them like this. He tightened himself around Raito, trying to speed things up. The teenager was always so stimulated. He always had Misa, and L didn't understand why he didn't just take her instead. Raito didn't feel anything for either of them, but he could at least give L a break.

He jumped when he heard a knock on the door ten minutes later, and pushed back so he was on his knees. "... Off... Get off," he panted. Raito was the only person that could actually make him feel tired. The brunette increased his pace, grabbed L's hips and biting down on his shoulder and moaning against the skin. Footsteps could be heard outside the room, and L whimpered. Raito cried out and finally finished, but didn't immediately pull out of L. He turned the detective's head and gave him a wet and possessive kiss, then quickly ran to the bedroom and ducked under the covers on the bed. He quickly closed his eyes and forced himself to relax, appearing to be asleep.

Watari came in just as L was finishing fixing his pants and coming out of the bathroom. The detective turned around and buttoned them, then turned back around to look at Watari. He took the food, his legs shaking a bit. Even when Matsuda had figured out their secret, he hand't had to move that fast. "Thank you," he mumbled, sitting down on the bed beside a "sleeping" Raito. He smiled at his caretaker and started to dig into his food, looking elsewhere. When he left, he let out a relieved sigh and continued eating.

Raito's face disappeared under the covers and forced L's pants back down. "No!" L objected with a full mouth. "I'm eat--shit..." he set his plate down, his fingers entrangling in Raito's hair. He closed his eyes, trying not to move his hips up too much again. But Raito's mouth was warm and it felt too good. He looked down at the brunette, who was looking up at him, his eyes a beautiful sepia colour. L parted his lips, panting. He cradled Light's head and rolled his hips up, almost subconsciously. "Nn... Raito... Raito... Raito!" His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he came, sinking against the mattress.

He was pulled into Raito's arms, and he almost forgot about his food. He just felt like being held and sleeping for the rest of his life. That wouldn't be too bad... He still smelt his food, but his eyes were closed. It was only then that he realized that Raito was stretching his arm over his body to steal some of his food. His eyes snapped open and he pushed the brunette off the bed. "Mine," he growled, picking his plate and fork again, digging in once more.

Raito stood and glared at L. He was surpised to see the detective eating healthy--meat and rice, of all things. And white rice. That was virtually tasteless. He furrowed his eyebrows and sat on the bed next to L. "Since when did you start eating real food?"

L shrugged. "I was craving it," he said simply. "Is that so wrong?" He cocked an invisible eyebrow and finished off his chicken, going for his rice next.

Raito shifted on the bed and shook his head. "No... But it's just strange. Are you--" No. He wasn't going to ask the question. L would think he was crazy... Or sarcastic and mean, and kick him out until he wanted to talk to him again.

L looked at him, narrowing his eyes slightly. He didn't bug him about his question, but he was curious. He smiled slightly and let out a small laugh. "But Raito-kun... I'm just a strange person in general."

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L felt something soft agianst his skin and opened his eyes. His gaze immediately went to the clock. Two in the morning. Well, he wasn't going to go back to sleep until later in the night. He turned his head ot stare grumpily at the source that woke him up. He blinked down at Raito who was kissing down his body. He sighed and tugged on his sleeve. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked, frowning slightly. Even though he didn't necessarily need much sleep, he dind't like to be woken up until he absolutely had to. Being woken up just because Raito was in the mood for the third time in three hours irritated him a little.

Raito looked up and saw L's face, but only smiled up at him. He wasn't afraid of the detective's bad mood. He had dealt with it before. "What do you think I'm doing?" he said and continued moving his lips down his body and stopped at hsi stomach, brushing his lips against the skin more tenderly than he had anywher else. L thought it was a little weird, but he didn't bother thinking about something so useless.

He supported himself on his elbow, cocking an eyebrow down at the younger male. "I think you're bothering me ," he muttered and tried to push the other's face away so he could get up to prepare something for himself to eat.

Raito turned his head to kiss each other his fingers. He heard L's breathing slow and snapped his eyes up to his face. Well, he wasn't dying or anything, but his eyes were wide, and it appeared that he was having some internal conflict with himself.

L pulled his hand back and knit his eyebrows together. "...Why are you looking at me like that again?" There was an almost proud sparkle in his eyes when he looked at the detective. It was also caring and almost loving. It scared him. He'd looked at him like that when they were chained together, and it made him feel a little panicked. He refused to believe either one cared that deeply for one each other. It was impossible.

"Like what?" Raito asked. He moved his body up to kiss L, but the detective turned his head and pushed at his chest.

"Never mind. Why are you still here? You should be home, in your own bed." And L should have been alone, without the brunette taking up his space.

Raito looked hurt for a moment and nuzzled the older man's neck, pulling him into a close embrace, running his lips over his skin. "L... I want to stay here with you... I..." He cupped the other's face and pressed his lips against L's, slipping his tongue past pale lips, brushing against his own wet muscle. "L, please," he breathed and pulled back ever so slightly, his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes glistening. "I love you."

L's eyes went to a fierce grey and widened. He gave only one warning glare before the back of his hand came in contact with Raito's face and he kicked him off the bed. He quickly stood, his foot pushing into the curve of the brunette's back. "You can lie about being attracted to me... Hell, you can even lie to me about not being Kira, because I know that's what anyone would do in your position... But do NOT lie to me about that, Yagami."

Raito was surprised. L had caught him off guard, and his cheek still stung. He had obviously seen through his lie, but how could he make him believe otherwise? He'd even got some tears flowing to his eyes, damn it! He gasped, trying to sound offended and upset. "Ryuu, you know I wouldn't lie about that... And I don't think you really believe that I'm Kira. Would you honestly let Kira make lo--"

"It's not love, Yagami. It's just physical. It's sex and nothing more. And... apparently, I would."

"God dammit, Ryuuzaki!" Raito turned his head to glare up at L. "Are you calling yourself a whore then?" He felt L kick his back--hard--and suddenly the pressure was taken away. He shot up and looked around. L was just reaching on the door, pulling the rest of his clothes on. "You're not running away from me, Ryuuzaki." He raced for the door, grabbing his pants and pulled them up around his waist, not bothering to fix them. He jerked L back in somewhat roughly and pushed him against the door, slamming it closed.

His eyebrows shot up, seeing salty liquid slowly running down L's face. "Do you think I'm a whore, Yagami?" He swallowed back a sob, glowering up at him. He'd been called that before, but not by someone like Raito... No, he was exactly like Raito, but he was different... somehow. "I'm not the one that started all of this, so I can call Watari right now and tell him you are unwelcome from coming into his room or staying after everyone's gone, ever again." He bared his teeth, gritting them together, probably trying to stop himself from beating the shit out of the brunette. "You're still a BOY. What the hell would you know?"

Raito clenched his jaw, his muscles jumping. He was caught between wanting to knock L to the floor and ride him violently until he learned to not speak like that to his God, and just holding him until his tears stopped. He had to settle for the second one. He kissed his tears away, muttering, "I love you" each time he did. He picked him up, amazed that the detective would let him, with the death glares he was receiving. He brushed his lips lovingly from his temple to his jaw line, going back over to the bed and setting him down. He lay down next to him, pulling him once once again against his chest, resting his chin on the top of his head. "I love you, Ryuuzaki... and I wish you would believe me..." He kissed the top of his head and sighed. "Please, Ryuu... I didn't mean to upset you. It hurts not being able to hear you say it back..."

L went silent and nuzzled the other's chest and said something, which sounded like a whine.

Raito chuckled softly. "What?" he tilted his chin up, smiling softly down at him.

"I want peanut butter," L whined again. He received another chuckle and a soft kiss.

"Alright, Ryuu. Go to sleep with me, and I'll make something for you in the morning."

L blinked up at him. "You?"

"Yes, me," He switched all the light off and lie back behind L, who snuggled back again him, not bothering to noticed the way his hands rubbed over his belly. He whispered in his ear how he'd just love to lay in bed with him all day and "make love" with his Ryuu. He kissed his skin tenderly, waiting until he heard his breathing even out before he smirked and settled down behind him. This was going to be easy...

But why was his heart beating so happily in his chest?

Because he was winning, of course...

... That was it, right? His eyes opened for a moment and he looked down at his lover. He brushed his messy bangs back from his face to kiss his forehead. He did look adorably peaceful when he slept... He sighed again and closed his eyes. It didn't matter for now. All that mattered was winning all of L's trust.

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Ooh, good job, jackass. You should never call a pregnant man a whore. Hahaha! Or just L, in general. DX Poor Eru-chan. It'll probably just get worse from now on out. Well... not worse, really. But I thought about something, and you're going to hate me later on. -evil laughter-
So, I just really didn't feel like doing much in this chapter because it was pretty much just smut in the first two... Pretty much all there was in this one two, but I like this one better. ^^;;;

Anyway, review~