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Let\'s All Be Friends Together	By : sashocirrione Category: Death Note > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 3233 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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CHAPTER 2: Offered

L's new life revolved almost entirely around his bodily needs. Every few hours, he presumed, there was a meal, and those were the highlights of his day. There was also getting his teeth brushed for him by either Light or Misa while being held still by the shinigami, there was using the toilet which he always did on his own but under heavy scrutiny, and there was having his hair attended to or his body wiped down with a warm, damp cloth, usually by Light.

Misa, Rem and Light were in and out of his room at entirely unpredictable intervals. Without a clock and without any computers, television or even books, it was maddening to wait. Light had set up some incidents, though, to make it entirely clear that L was being watched either directly or through the cameras at all times, by Rem even if nobody else was observing. L felt his own reluctant admiration of Light's intelligence, at the same time that he despised it and thought of what a waste it was for a serial killer to be blessed with such a gift.

It was on what L felt was the third day, according to his sleeping and eating cycles, that he saw the first big change in the routine. Light and Misa both entered his room together, a rarity, and by the expression on Light's face L could tell something was about to happen. Misa's face displayed nothing except generic happiness, probably as a result of her actress training.

"Are you bored, L?" Light said, as he and Misa made their way to a place by L's side, as close as they could get while still being unquestionably out of reach.

"A little," L replied, "I would like to watch the news. Don't expect me to believe that my promised television has taken so long to arrange."

Misa settled on the floor and said, "There are a lot of people for us to care for, and of course there's the plan. All the parts of the plan make extra work! We'll have more time for you soon, I promise."

She reached up and pulled Light down to crouch beside her, nearly in her lap, and blushed a little. L watched them closely, expecting something. Their manner of dress was rather usual for them, and they had nothing with them, no meals, no toothbrushes or washcloths or towels. Light's chin was still in stitches, but it was looking more healed. From the lack of anything with them and their friendly expressions, he guessed it was a social engagement.

Is this the first step in grooming me towards Stockholm syndrome? How much will they push and how much should I pretend to give in? They both look very slightly nervous.

Light broke the silence by saying, "L, I haven't touched Misa yet. I thought we'd have our first time with each other right here and now, while you watch. You do need... some kind of entertainment to soothe your boredom, and this, this is what you've wanted to see all along, isn't it?"

What are you hoping to accomplish, Kira?

"I made my intentions clear before," L said, "as watching anything you two might do would simply be a side effect of keeping both of you under surveillance. You both chose to not do anything at that time, and I was not disappointed."

Light smirked just slightly, and turned his face, Misa leaning in close, and then the two were kissing, their legs just out of reach of L's fingertips as they both shuffled to get into a better position, Light beginning to dominate and to crawl on top of Misa. Her legs were spreading, her mini-skirt riding up and showing the top of her thigh-high stockings and the garters that connected them to unseen lingerie higher up.

Light broke the kiss long enough to pull her shirt over her head and fling it away - not in any useful direction, as L noted it landing far from him - and then Misa flopped backwards onto the padded floor in only her bra, skirt, leggings and whatever was hidden under the skirt. Her nose and cheeks were colored bright pink and her chest heaving as Light's head dipped down to sensuously lave her belly with long, slow licks.

"Kira," she moaned quietly, and there was an answering flash of arrogance in Light's face.

Light was still fully dressed in his usual suit, and there was something about the scene, about Misa's near-nudity contrasted with Light's dignified clothing, and the physical beauty of both participants.

I need to watch in case there are clues of some kind, or in case they might punish me for not watching. It is entirely normal that I should become slightly aroused by observing a show like this. Misa's a model, after all.

Light pulled off her mini-skirt with his mouth and hands at once, revealing no panties, but a lacy black garter belt connected to those garters. He glanced over at L and said, "Do you wish you were having her right now?"

L sighed.

Light went back to work, licking vigorously along her entire cleft, making her hips jump at the end of each tongue-swipe as he slid over her clitoris. Misa was tremendously pink-flushed over most of her body, squirming and making little feminine breathy gasps. Light smoothly undid his belt in one motion and pulled down his trousers and underwear. Misa's gaze fixed on the exposed erection as he knelt between her spread, trembling legs. Her eyes were full of an adoration so intense it was almost sickening.

This is a ridiculous and pointless display.

Light hoisted her hips up as she helped by wrapping her legs around his back, their parts almost joining together.

Light stopped right before penetration, the tip of his erection pressed just against her opening, and said, "Would you like to join us, L? She has three orifices. We could both take her at the same time, or we could take turns."

A conditioning technique. So, Light has finally started his plan to work on my mind. It is a question, now, of how much I can manage it and how much I can deceive him.

L said, "Do you think I'm so desperate for sex that I'd throw away all my principles and join Kira for access to a woman?"

Light replied, "It doesn't matter if you agree with us or not. We're willing to offer you sex regardless of what you believe. You must be... terribly bored."

"We?"

Misa said, "I told you before, L. Both of us like you."

So that's how it is.

L said, "You too, Light?"

Light smirked, his face smug as he glanced over from the corner of his eyes and said, "Yes. But you have to pay for penetrating Misa. If you get inside her, you have to allow me to get inside you. We'll do both things at the same time so there'll be no chance of you failing to hold up your end of the bargain."

In any position where that could be accomplished, my chains would need to be loose or removed while both of them were within reach at the same time. It would be a true chance to execute both of them suddenly and end the Kira plan. I would die too, once Rem found out, but my death has always been an acceptable way to end the Kira case.

Yet, I can't agree too suddenly, or Light will suspect my plan.

Light said, "Having trouble deciding? Well, in case it makes any difference, we'll offer you a blow job free of charge. We'll both suck your cock until you come, and we won't ask you for anything in return."

That position would not require them to give me any freedom of movement. However, it is also the most logical choice for me to select first, if I am to create the illusion of truly giving in. It may be that this is a necessary stepping-stone so I can later get in a position to execute them both at once.

But do I need to appear to waver so that my eventual acquiescence will be believable, and there are other options to explore in the meantime. If the circumstances are just right, I could drive a wedge between them, or at least earn some exploitable loyalty from Misa.

L said, "Misa, is Light forcing you to do this? If you are not completely enthusiastic about the idea of putting on these sex shows and pleasuring me, then Light is committing an atrocity against you and I will refuse to participate."

Misa smiled suddenly and said, "You're so nice, Ryuzaki... uh, I mean L. But I want this, I really do."

Her voice dropped to a husky whisper and she added, "Light wants you too."

Light rocked slightly in place, rubbing the stiff tip of his cock against her swollen pussy lips, and said, "We won't ever force you to personally do anything sexual. You don't have to worry about that. If you decline our offers, you'll still have to watch us, but that's as far as it will go. We won't punish you."

Are they so sexually inexperienced that they believe this kind of bait can convert me to Kira's side?

L said, "Will this experience be a first for both of you? Having sex, I mean?"

Misa let out a breathy giggle and looked embarrassed, then said, "Well, it was a long time before I even knew Light existed, so it wasn't my fault!"

"And what about you, Light?"

"I like to learn, so of course I needed to know more about sex than the kind of stuff you find out from books and videos. It was easy to gain the first-hand experience. I discarded each girl afterwards, so I could concentrate on my studies."

"Murdered?"

A frown flashed on Light's face for a moment, and he said, "No. Simply ignored."

If they're not virgins, then it's entirely possible they're just toying with me psychologically for some reason. Is it for their own pleasure, to unbalance me, or as part of some plan? If they merely wanted to break me, they could outright rape me without making any pretense about it.

In a huskier voice, slightly breathless, Light said, "I don't think he's going to accept now, Misa. Let's show him what he's missing."

Light closed his eyes and began to sink into her. They had positioned themselves in such a way as to give the best possible view. L could see every detail as Misa's pussy lips, pinkened and slightly swollen from pleasure, accepted Light's stiff rod. It was satisfying to see that Light was for once a little flustered, his unusual unruffled appearance and professional demeanor subverted to the base instincts working on his body.

But he was calm in comparison to Misa. She was positively ecstatic. She stared at Light in pure adoration, feverish and excited, her lips silently mouthing, "Kira" as she squirmed vigorously, panting and flushed.

On the third thrust, her body convulsed in an obvious orgasm, head thrown back, neck arched, legs helplessly scrabbling along Light's hips and sides. She was trying to say something, it looked like, but her voice and mouth weren't working properly.

Light continued his movements, hardly faltering but his face showing a difficulty in keeping control. In a few moments, a long shudder went through her and she softly chanted, "Kira, Kira, Kira," almost in time to Light's thrusts.

"I've seen better," L said, "and I've been to live sex shows where I had a closer view."

Light leaned down enough to lick a hardened nipple, making Misa gasp and stop her litany.

Then Light glanced over and said, "You're trying to match me, aren't you? You're still making a game of competing against me. Both of us know that you have little to no experience. You've been celibate for months, at least."

Light's voice was strained a bit, his exertions showing.

L said, "Who is making this a game? You're the one who is fucking his girlfriend in front of me. My months of celibacy merely prove that I'm willing to put all of my focus into my work. I have had sexual experiences."

"Men or women? How long ago?"

"I don't need to reveal the details. It is not relevant."

"You've got an erection, L. Are you sure you don't want us to help you with that?"

"I can manage."

"We aren't going to loosen the chains at any point to allow you to masturbate, and if you start masturbating when we've loosened the chains in order to let you use your toilet, we'll tighten the chains again so you can't finish."

"How vindictive and petty."

"You might be able to masturbate in the shower, if Rem disobeys orders and allows you to do that. You'll have your first shower soon."

Light suddenly stopped talking and pulled at Misa's hips, raising her ass further and changing the angle. Her body seemed limp and rigid all at once, no resistance to him at all as the steady rhythm transitioned into a frenzy of rutting. L suddenly wanted to touch the slick place where they were both joined together, to feel the warm, slippery skin there, to feel the movements in and out.

Almost instinctively, L found himself pulling at his chains, trying to squirm into a more comfortable position. He felt very exposed, especially his erection, standing straight up and quite obviously visible.

It might be suspicious to accept the first step so soon, but if I delay too long, I risk my will and my mind. Trying to judge the right medium length of time to give in is also dangerous, as Light is probably doing those same calculations of when he thinks I might pretend to give in.

Suddenly accepting might be unexpected enough to work, indicating my own repressed desires, and even if it does not work, I will gain some data about their true intentions.

"I've changed my mind. Please, both of you, suck my cock."

Light closed his eyes and paused his rhythm, his face at first so nearly controlled that L didn't realize he was having an orgasm. Two involuntary gasps, a deep red flush across his face, and the softened, semen-soaked penis he pulled out of Misa settled the matter.

An interesting response. Light may be deeply infatuated with me.

Light took off his tie and placed it well out of reach, shed his suit jacket, then unbuttoned his shirt and removed that too.

Misa slipped out of her stocking and garter belt as Light shed the last of his own clothing.

They crawled, naked, to L's feet and sat there, glancing at each other, as if according to some prior signal.

L said, "You can come closer, Light. I won't hurt you. I wouldn't normally want such an act from a man, but I think, after all you've put me through, it would be quite pleasing to watch you suck my cock."

Light said, "I truly doubt that you're one hundred percent heterosexual. Have you forgotten that I've seen you checking me out when we showered together?"

L said, "I was observing. Besides, it is statistically expected that nearly half the male population will experience some kind of homoerotic attraction or activity during their lifetimes. It is normal to be a little curious about the bodies of others of your own sex. Now, are you going to suck it or not?"

Light said, "I think you need a little foreplay first. Shall we start with your feet? I've always wondered if you have a fetish for them."

In unison, they leaned down, each taking one foot in hand, massaging, holding, and popping toes into their mouths one by one to suck. It was wet and intimate and strangely invading, the slight use of teeth from time to time adding a sharp, non-painful surprise.

L had the feeling that somehow, every action and word leading up to this had been carefully scripted. They were two actors performing a scene. Except, that the lust wasn't faked. There was true desire behind those masks.

Kira likes being chased, is that it? Being chased is exciting, so he creates a fetish out of the pursuer, and of course the second Kira is always a blind follower of the first.

Misa's erotic performance was adequate, her long hair tickling the skin slightly every time it brushed past, but Light was creating a spectacular performance of how much of the foot he could slip into his mouth, jamming the toes far into the back of his throat. L was tempted to wiggle them, but thought there might be unpleasant consequences.

With a slick popping noise, Light's mouth was removed.

Light said, "I think you're even more erect than before. You do have a foot fetish, don't you? Are you desperate to get off? It's been a very long time."

Not as long as you think, Light.

There had been times in recent months when masturbation was possible, even on the chain. It required incredible stealth and usually a sleeping Light, but it was not too difficult to get relief.

L knew Light occasionally had too, using elaborate schemes to hide it, but blankets could only somewhat obscure things when infrared cameras were also involved. Unlike Light, L had to skim through all the footage recorded during his sleep each morning, and it had been quite obvious that, excluding the first three weeks when Light had completely resisted, Light had masturbated about once a week.

L moved slightly, trying to simulate a more aroused, frustrated state than the one he was experiencing. It was easy to pretend, just a bit more than reality. The arousal was real, courtesy of the sex show, and there was certainly plenty of frustration in the entire situation of being a captive, real emotions that were easy enough to focus on and channel.

L swallowed and said, "Perhaps you should start working your way up my legs. It would be a very pleasant sight to see the two of you get to work on my penis."

Misa moved as if to comply, but Light put out a hand, stopped her, and said, "Don't do it, Misa. He's not really consenting."

Another test to find out whether I'm acting, or did Light already see through my act?

L replied, "If you don't intend to suck my cock, then don't offer. You're teasing me as a psychological technique, aren't you?"

"No," Light said, "it's a genuine offer from both of us. Whenever you truly want it, we'll do it just as we said. You're lying to us, L. You're only saying 'yes' because you intend to lure us into making ourselves vulnerable, and then killing us."

"The shinigami would kill me if I tried, I would have mere seconds to complete both executions, and if I only managed to complete one, I would die while leaving the world in the hands of one significantly more deranged Kira. Misa after your death would be completely insane, and you without Misa would be less tempered by restraint. You've seen my physical abilities during our fights. Do you think I'm capable of it?"

He does not know that I held back, that I could have given him a broken nose or snapped his neck with a kick.

Light said, "You're not fast enough, but you are strong enough if you use the right techniques, and I know you would be willing to take the risk. You've nearly sacrificed your life many times already to win the case, and you can't stomach losing."

"That may be true, but both of us know that someone of your intelligence is capable of restraining me well enough. With this particular arrangement of restraints, it is impossible for me to strike at anyone performing oral sex on me."

"My safety isn't the issue. I'm concerned about you, L. It's a terrible thing to be taken against your will. If we proceeded, it would hurt the friendly feelings we have between us. We won't do anything more than suck your feet until I believe you've genuinely given us permission."

Either way, it's still only about what Light wants. He worries that trauma might make me less pliable, not that trauma would genuinely harm me.

L sighed and said, "So the answer is no?"

"You're correct."

L turned his head to the side and said, "Then, go away, and stop tormenting me."

Light smirked and said, "We'll go away now, but we'll return to torment you with shows on a regular basis."

Misa giggled and said, "I know you liked watching it," as she hopped about, quickly and agilely picking up her clothes and Light's.

When they left, that was when Rem entered, using the door for once instead of the wall. L could easily see why. She was carrying a padded metal collar in the same style as his wrist and ankle cuffs, and a long chain. He gazed at the device curiously, still keyed-up from the new information. His brain was processing it all very heavily, making him yearn for a large dose of sugar. The feeling of their mouths still lingered on his toes.

Rem drifted close, and then did something very odd to the collar, putting her fingers inside it, twisting. Suddenly it snapped open.

Interesting.

"Rem, is that why my cuffs have no keyholes? The locking mechanism can only be worked by a being who can phase through solid surfaces?"

"Yes, this is true. This feature is to prevent you from being likely to pick the locks. Light designed your restraints himself."

It's a brilliant design. If Light had left any keyholes, I would have chewed off part of a fingernail and used it to pick my locks. This way, I would need to access a file or bolt-cutters or a shinigami to get loose.

Rem slipped the two halves of the collar around L's neck, did something inside the collar again, and then with a series of loud clicks it was suddenly solidly in place. L watched Rem curiously while she went around to each wrist cuff and ankle cuff and in a similar way unfastened them.

L jumped up the instant he was free and ran for the door, but Rem easily paced him, holding the other end of the chain attached to his collar. Just when he reached the doorway, she looped a long arm around his chest and stopped him.

"It would not work," she said, "and the door is locked anyway. I only stopped you this with this method because I did not want you to abruptly reach the end of your leash and harm yourself. Remember, self-harm is punishable by taking away all your privileges of moving."

She let go and L tried the door, finding it firmly locked. He grabbed at the padding, wondering if he could tear off a little for later use without Rem noticing, but it was quite strong cloth to his tugs, Rem saw everything, and there was no plan that could be used with torn cloth that wouldn't work better with loose chains.

And my chains will be loose from time to time as long as I don't rebel too strongly. I must choose my battles wisely.

L heard a click on the other wall, and stepped back from his inspection of the door to see that Rem had lifted a small section of padding on one wall, revealing a metal ring, to which his chain was now clipped.

Rem said, "You are to exercise for one hour, or until you say you are done. Then we will go to the shower and they will launder the cloth you've been laying on, and install your television. They believe you can do no harm by watching the news, or any other television programs."

I wonder if Light is ambitious enough to create fake news solely for my benefit, or if there is truly no information known to the media that he fears I might obtain.

L said, "There is a second shinigami present, isn't there?"

Rem froze for a moment, but said nothing.

"Then, there is another shinigami, but you have been instructed not to give me any information unless Light has personally approved it. Hmmm - have you thought about my offer any more?"

Rem flatly replied, "Your offer is irrelevant."

L said, "Something has changed, then. You had been tempted at every mention so far, but now there is not a hint of interest."

"They say that if you do not jog back and forth, you will be at risk for developing bed sores. If you remain uncooperative, I will tell them, and there will be consequences. They could also be watching at this moment."

L turned and jogged the length of the room, a semi-circle as far as his chain would allow, then turned and jogged back. Rem watched, seemingly satisfied. L continued the pattern, noting that his leash was not long enough to reach to the far wall.

That is undoubtedly where they will install my television, well out of my reach even on this chain, so that I have no hope of smashing it to obtain broken glass or other weapons.

L thought hard as he jogged. There was not much that was possible at present, except for trying to find out useful information. For that, Rem was still the best target, seemingly more vulnerable to trickery than either Light or Misa. No new options had opened up.

He started quizzing her as he jogged, but the shinigami rarely said anything in answer, and she said nothing at all that was useful. A few times, Rem even slipped through a wall and was briefly absent, and on the last time she did that, she returned with a different expression on her face, not quite as bored but perhaps a bit upset, and said, "It is time for your shower. This time I will hold your leash, human, but if there is any trouble, next time I will simply pick you up and carry you."

She moved to the wall and unhooked the chain, by reaching into the wall to release some hidden mechanism there that caused the metal loop to snap open. L moved to the door as Rem moved forward, but he was not able to find any way to open it from the inside, and Rem simply reached through the door itself to unlock it from the other side.

They exited into a long hallway, very plain except for wood paneling and periodic doors. At one end a bend obscured the rest, and at the opposite end there was a secure-looking large metal door with a keypad next to it. Through a tiny window on that door, L could see what appeared to be a stairwell.

None of the other doors had windows, and all of those were identical.

He asked, "Are the others being held captive in those rooms?"

Rem didn't answer, but only tugged him forward with his chain, and her strength was impossible to resist. L screamed as loudly as he could, a piercing shriek. Rem jumped in response, and then simply stared and waited.

When he'd finished, she said, "All of the rooms are sound-proof. Your noise does not have any purpose, and it is irritating."

As he followed her, he listened carefully for any answering noise, but all was silent. At almost the end of the hallway, nearly to that mysterious stairwell, Rem open a door that looked like the rest, revealing a large room for showering. She pulled him inside, locked the door, and then fastened the end of his chain to a metal loop in the wall, another one that would only snap open in response to some mechanism inside the wall that Rem triggered.

The walls and floor were all the same plain tile. There was no furniture or objects in the room, only some waist-height railings to hold onto, air vents in the wall near the floor, a drain, and various nozzles far up by the ceiling, too far to be within jumping or chain-flicking range, but only some of the nozzles looked like shower heads.

Rem said, "All of this is voice-operated. The commands are 'water on', 'water off', 'warmer', 'cooler', 'soap', 'shampoo' and 'blow dry'."

L said, "I will not be allowed a wash cloth?"

"No, you will not."

Light is still thinking of nearly everything. It will be incredibly difficult to escape with the resources he has allowed, and, even then, the shinigami and Misa should both know my name. It is looking as if the only way to end the Kira case is for the three of us to die together.

L tested the arrangement of showering devices and found that it all worked fairly well, except for the difficulty of catching a squirt of liquid soap or shampoo dropped from such a height. It was a long, hot shower with lots of stretching, indulging himself in the movements he knew would be restricted later, working out as many of the aches as he could. It gave him a refreshed, clean feeling. He stretched out the shower as long as possible, surreptitiously keeping an eye on Rem to see whether she might be inattentive at any point. She never left, but she did show signs that she wasn't giving her full attention at all times.

When Rem began gazing at the ceiling, L slowly and naturally meandered into a position where he was facing a corner.

If I can masturbate, I will know that I might be able to launch a plan that includes concealing something useful in my rectum and then removing it during a shower. In any case, if I'm successful, this will decrease some of the frustrations that Light wishes to magnify. Alternatively, if I'm caught and forbidden, it will make it more likely that Light will accept my sexual demands as genuine.

Leaning his face into the corner, letting the delightfully warm water sluice down his back, L began touching himself. It was not easy to get erect, knowing that an inhuman monster - a female inhuman monster, at that - was lurking in the same room, not too far behind, but L closed his eyes and tried to put the present environment completely out of his mind, and he felt himself gradually hardening under the familiar strokes.

He pictured various women touching him and stroking him, though at times the images flickered and instead of generic beauties he saw Misa in particular, or that vivid memory of Misa and Light, fucking just out of his reach. And once, he saw Light going down on him, sucking hard, but he banished that vision almost instantly.

Before he could proceed past the initial stages of arousal, he heard Rem's voice say, "What are you doing?"

He stopped, holding his hands in the same area, hopefully hidden in the pocket formed by his body being jammed into the corner, and said, "I'm cleaning my genitals. Humans are shy about these things."

To his shock, he felt gigantic shinigami hands on his shoulders, lifting his entire body up and spinning him around. His partial erection bobbed into view and he tried to conceal it by drawing up his legs fast, but Rem grabbed one leg and pulled it out straight, making that action futile.

Rem said, "You were masturbating. That is against orders, and will not be allowed."

His erection was fading fast.

He said, "It was only a bit of cleaning. It sometimes has that effect."

"I have my orders. You will not masturbate. For just this much, they will probably not give you sweets for days."

That provoked a sharp intake of breath, before reality asserted itself.

If I am to die for this case, going without sweets is a much lesser sacrifice.

L changed tactics and put a mournful expression on his face. Making his voice tone pitiful, he said, "Humans need to do this. I am willing to take the punishment. Please, just let me touch myself without watching. It will be over soon, I promise."

"It is over. You are done with your shower. You will blow-dry yourself from these vents and, when you are dry, we will return."

He gave in, doing as Rem asked. There was a kind of heaviness between his legs from the unfinished business, but he was determined to ignore it. His thick hair took quite some time to dry, as it always did, while he squatted in front of the blasting hot air and fluffed it with his fingers to speed the drying.

When they returned to his room, there was an addition, just where he'd suspected it would be, the television. It was built into a new recess in the wall, behind a thick grill, like prison televisions that were designed to be unreachable by inmates. Light was standing next to it, in a clean, neat suit.

Light said, "Hello, L. Did you enjoy your shower? I see that you almost enjoyed it very much, but Rem followed orders quite well."

L eyed Rem and the chain, judging the distance but concluding that it was impossible to hurt Light and, even if it were possible, would only make further advances less believable.

L replied, "I did enjoy it, but I wish you would allow me wash cloths, towels and a blanket. Some privacy would be appreciated as well."

"If I gave you privacy, you would masturbate, and we can't allow that. Masturbation allows you to relieve your tension and therefore ignore your true feelings."

"You'll suck on my toes, but you won't even kiss me. That hurts my feelings, Light."

"Oh, L! You're so cute when you pretend that you know how to interact socially."

L said, "I'm serious. Kiss me, Light. It's not polite to chain me to the floor, suck on my feet, offer me sexual services, withdraw those offers, and then refuse to at least kiss me."

Without any change in expression, Light said, "Rem, get him chained to the floor in the usual position. Then hold his head down so I can kiss without him trying to knock out a tooth."

Rem busied herself with the motions, and L complied. It was a bit terrifying to have all movement so restricted again, arms and legs spread wide by chains, but L kept his face as blank as he could. When Rem's hands were firmly wrapped around each side of his head, making a sharp upward head-butt impossible, Light approached. L could tell Light had an erection, and he tried to think thoughts to give himself one as well, but only succeeded in a partial.

Light climbed on top, straddling L's stomach and leaning down. L formed his lips into a pucker and tried not to let his inexperience show. Sex was something that happened with various people from time to time, but kissing, almost never.

It was a little bit confusing and overwhelming as their lips met. Light's were drier than L had expected, gentle, and yet he could feel the tiny muscles moving within them as Light took control of the kiss, turning it somewhat aggressive, but there was no tongue. L didn't know how he might react to tongue. Perhaps he would bite it, despite everything, so it was probably for the best.

Light broke the kiss and ran a finger gently down the side of L's face, saying, "You are very good at pretending you don't want me. It's rather complicated with you. Here you are, pretending to yourself that you don't want me, while you pretend to me that you do want me, for the purpose of getting me into a position where you think you might kill me."

Both of us always see through each other, but we may as well keep playing. It is possible to win when the enemy can see all your cards.

L said, "Light, I very honestly would enjoy the sight and the feeling of Kira sucking my cock. It would be a kind of victory, don't you think?"

"What I think," Light said, "is that you also want to fuck Misa, but you are more honest to yourself about those desires, because you do not see Misa as a serious threat. Kira is dangerous to L. Does danger turn you on?"

"Yes," L said, putting as much arousal into his voice as seemed believable.

Light leaned close and said, "You're a liar, L, but you're a very cute liar, and you sometimes tell the truth by accident."

There was a slight, almost-chaste kiss on the cheek then, and after that Light withdrew entirely, Rem letting go as Light walked away.

Light looked back over his shoulder just before he exited the room and said, "Enjoy your blue balls, L. I expect it will be a long time until you truly consent."

Rem said, "Your television is also voice-activated," and then left through a wall.
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