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Bride of the Monster	By : sashocirrione Category: Death Note > Crossovers Views: 3539 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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CHAPTER 4

The sight of L distracted Light for a moment and the helicopter wavered.

No, this is my chance. If I can shake him into the blades, he'll be splattered and I can go home. It doesn't matter if I crash. I can breathe underwater. I'll swim home and get these things removed.

Light fiddled with the control stick, trying to shake the helicopter violently. It did go this way and that, but it did not make any movement severe enough. L clung tightly and even began sliding upward, getting closer to the door. Light's heart was beating faster, his hands sweaty on the control. Embarrassingly, all his vaginas were exuding their characteristic slickness.

I probably can't flip him upwards into the blades. The angle is wrong and it seems I can't make movements that abruptly anyway. If I go high enough and then force him to fall, he'll splatter against the water surface as surely as if he'd fallen onto concrete.

Light went straight up, faster and faster, determined to go as far up as the helicopter could. L was clinging tightly, wrapped around the railing connecting the helicopter's foot to its body, inching up at intervals.

I'm running out of time. He'll get the door open and...

Light stopped in place, hoping, desperately hoping it was high enough to kill L. He belted himself in, braced his body, and then suddenly turned off the helicopter. It plunged, tumbling. Light quickly turned the blades on again, and after a few chaotic moments the helicopter was beginning to right itself, swerving wildly, and then was stable again. Light looked down in time to see L pull the door open and slither inside.

L closed the door, settled into a back seat as if nothing was wrong, and said, "Excellent work, Light. Your plan probably would have succeeded in dislodging me if I'd had a human level of strength. Fortunately for both of us, I'm far stronger than a human."

If I could fight with him and push him out the door, my plan could still kill him. But, unless he comes up here, I'd have to let go of the controls to do it.

Light said, "Where is land?"

"It doesn't matter, Light. You'll run out of fuel in a minute or two, and it's impossible to climb high enough to kill either of us on impact. We're much sturdier than humans, and also I adjusted the controls in anticipation that you might try to escape this way."

Light continued ascending and said, "You're lying! Why would you bother chasing me if I can't really escape?"

L said, "Yes, I could have chosen to wait until you ran out of fuel and crashed. I wouldn't lose you, because there is a tracking device surgically implanted deep within your body, but if you went far it might be an inconvenience to catch up to you. Also, leaving you alone here too long would have given you more of a chance to think of committing suicide on the helicopter's blades."

I could try that now but I really don't want to die. I want to kill L and go back to being Kira.

Suddenly, the helicopter stopped ascending and then went in a straight, steady descent. L snickered and Light glanced in the mirror that let him see into the back, at once noticing that L held another control stick with wires running out of the bottom to somewhere.

"We're low on fuel," L said, "and though we would both survive a bad crash, it could be painful, inconvenient and lead to scars. I'd much rather have a nicer crash from a lower altitude."

If I push him into the blades as soon as we hit the water...

Light screamed and tried to launch himself out of the seat at L, but his seatbelt stopped him, and then, by the time he struggled out of that and managed to get his slow body out of the front seat, L simply fended him off with a foot. The waves below were getting closer. Light flailed his fat arms and growled in frustration.

L locked something on the controller and set it as far from Light as he could, and in the next moment he pulled Light towards him, into the back seat, tangling his body around Light's, breathing wetly in Light's ear. His searching fingers found a clitoris to prod and Light moaned involuntarily at the gentle strokes.

L said, "It's very romantic of you, to choose to perform the true consummation of our relationship in this place, the first place I ever took you. And soon, soon, we'll be underwater. I'll fuck you then."

Light struggled, but he only succeeded in slipping around on L's lap. He could feel the layer of slime beneath him, L's penis-mucus being produced in such copious quantities that it was already soaked entirely through his jeans. The helicopter blades were a roar outside and the waves were getting ever closer.

L's mating tentacles emerged from the slits on his back with moist sounds as L curled around Light's body, crawling over him and pinning him to give him an open-mouthed kiss. Light shuddered in need and accepted it. It was hard to remember what to do.

In a surge of rebellion, Light kicked at L's controller and just managed to strike it. The helicopter rolled to the side and began genuinely falling as L braced around Light's body.

"I've got you," L said, "It won't even hurt from this-"

The waves hit and the blades changed their sounds, still spinning in the water, churning. The helicopter was on its side, sinking. Though on the seat, Light was in the equivalent position of being pinned against a wall, only held in place by L's strong grip. L was grinning like a madman. Water rose up around them and Light struggled instinctively. He didn't know if he was trying to get away from the water or to somehow miraculously prevail against L's strength long enough to force him outside the helicopter and into the blades before they stopped spinning altogether.

When the water reached his hips he started screaming. The blades were slowing, barely turning, and then with a sputter the motor died and everything was shockingly silent. Light wanted out. The water was too much. He kicked against it in a blind panic. L's limbs locked around Light, pressing him down into the ever-rising water.

"You need to accept the ocean," L said.

L's finger slipped into a vagina on Light's shoulder and then L leaned over to give that adjacent clitoris some long, sensuous licks. Light needed it desperately, instinctively, falling prey to his new hormones, but he still panicked and struggled as the water reached his chin and then L pushed him under entirely. Light held his breath.

It was clear there under the water, the helicopter sinking faster, the last air bubbles escaping away. Gills opened of their own accord on his neck and Light gasped in surprise, choking. The water was going into his lungs and it hurt. L was drifting just in front of Light, watching him curiously, with a finger hooked into the corner of his mouth. He had a massive erection, straining at the confines of his jeans.

"Your discomfort is mostly psychosomatic," L said.

To Light's astonishment, it sounded almost like above-water speech, with only the slightest odd tones to it. Light choked again, noticing that the burning sensation of water in his lungs was diminishing, though they were certainly filling up fast. Bubbles escaped his mouth. He didn't feel short of breath at all. When he tried to relax and not think about it, breathing happened automatically, water coming in his mouth and nose and going out his gills.

L slipped out of his jeans, revealing his erection. His mating tentacles spread out in all directions, wriggling obscenely.

"Wait," Light said.

His own voice was nearly normal as well.

The last of the burning sensation in his lungs went away entirely. It still felt wrong in there, but it didn't hurt. The rest of his body felt more comfortable, more graceful, than it had ever since the transformation. His bulk moved easily in the water, the extra weight supported perfectly.

Almost tenderly, L drifted closer and reached out, stroking a vagina that was just to the side of Light's belly button, slipping a finger inside where the slick mucus was already gathered. Light moaned and rubbed up against L's motions, every clitoris all over his body throbbing, his strange underwater breathing speeding up, his penis becoming erect.

It was so sick that he wanted to be taken this way. He wanted every one of his new holes plumbed to its depths, filled up by L's tentacles.

Without changing his finger rhythm, L said, "Your wombs are attuned to me. No human can get you pregnant. Even another of my kind couldn't get you pregnant until after he went into rut and installed his own set of wombs in you."

Somehow, the statement was arousing. To be so thoroughly marked and owned this way, it made an instinct deep within Light respond to it. He hoped it was a new instinct forced on him by his alien biology, and not some sick subconscious desire that he'd secretly harbored as a human.

With a soft jolt, the helicopter settled onto the ocean floor, a flat white sand bottom in every direction until fading into the blue mistiness of distance. Here, it was shallow enough to be fairly well-lit, just a bit darker than daylight.

Light rolled his hips up to grind his erection against L's, and with intense shame he begged, "Suck it. Suck it, please."

"Of course," L muttered, and drifted into position, his sinful lips taking in every inch in a single motion of pure bliss and then manipulating. Light's body was so ready that he had a sharp, hard orgasm almost instantly, crying out and pumping everything he had into L's waiting mouth.

L drew back when it was over, licked his lips, and said, "Good boy."

With a single sinuous movement, L was behind Light, arms clasped around Light's waist, the tip of his strangely-shaped penis just beginning to slip into Light's sphincter. Light's ass opened eagerly, wanting it, wanting to be reamed and rubbed hard in all the deepest places, wanting to bear down on it as it made its way in and out relentlessly.

As L fed the length slowly in, he said, "Your ass is completely recreational. I love it. Unlike some of my kind, I care enough about the well-being of females to avoid implanting any reproductive systems in your colon. If you had been claimed by an inconsiderate male, he may have implanted reproductive systems in your ass or your throat where they would interfere with bodily processes and perhaps eventually kill you."

After a couple of quick thrusts, L spun Light on his penis, keeping him impaled the entire time, until they were facing each other once more, a near-impossible move on land but easy in the water. Something felt incredibly right about the way their bodies drifted together easily here in a strange ballet. Everywhere they touched, Light wanted more, and he was hard again, and shivering in anticipation as he noticed the long-anticipated mating tentacles positioning themselves at the entrances of the vaginas that they had earlier created.

L looked him intensely in the eyes, L's large bulging eyes particularly close and black and deep. He stopped thrusting with his penis.

"Do it," Light said.

L said, "I'm going to impregnate you with our babies. Right here, where it started."

L groaned and Light screamed in overloaded stimulation as every mating tentacle entered at once, into each sensitive, slick pocket, pumping furiously. Light's dick felt as hard as a rock and he didn't know which way to squirm. Every direction was a pleasure that was almost too much to bear.

L was in a rutting fury, fucking fast and hard, his eyes overwhelmed, almost completely devoid of anything recognizable. Light clutched L's shoulders tightly, making him grunt, and then Light came three times in a row, distinct orgasms one right after another, spurting his semen into the water to drift away in a milky cloud. He could feel L coming moments later in various orifices, and then Light felt the miracle of his own dick inflating again, and he wanted more, and he rubbed against L as L braced one foot against the seat to pin Light against the helicopter ceiling and fucked him harder than ever.

"How?" Light gasped.

"Mating frenzy," L simply said, and bent Light, pinning him forcefully, bending his back and pulling his legs so far apart it stretched his skin of his ass-crack, made his joints pop, and Light loved it and screamed for more and L was fucking him, fucking him in so many ways Light couldn't even keep track of them all, both of them coming again and again as Light was impaled from every direction, filled and fucked and sometimes L even remembered to lean down and give Light's dick a good suck, but Light didn't even need it. Every slightest jostle of Light's dick had him coming so hard that he almost thought he was going to turn inside-out.

Slowly, gradually, the orgasms were spaced further apart, and the pace wasn't quite as frantic. It was transitioning into a long, lazy fuck with orgasms that were worked up to, each one built slowly to a peak before the explosion. Now that Light could really pay attention to the process, it was relaxing and incredibly arousing, to simply drift in the water and be fucked from every angle at once, to let L repeatedly re-position him however he pleased. Light was overwhelmed with an intense experience of freedom and motion as he climaxed again and again under L's attentions.

When they were both sated and simply drifting in the water, L put on his jeans and then said, "Follow me, Light. It's time to show you our new home."

With only a slight amount of difficulty, they got one helicopter door open and L swam out ahead. Light was beginning to emerge from his hormone-laden haze and have apprehensive thoughts again, but he couldn't think of anything better to do, so he swam behind L, noting how easy it was for L to dart ahead, how patiently L waited for him to catch up.

From looking at a few minor landmarks on the mostly-flat white sand bottom, Light calculated that, despite his awkward shape, he was a faster swimmer than he'd ever been as a human, but L was still far quicker. The partial webbing between L's fingers and toes looked as if it had expanded a bit in the water, becoming larger. L glided easily over the bottom, and even snatched a few little fish which he munched on raw as he waited, exclaiming about how each one's taste compared to other fish he had eaten.

The bottom gradually changed character, becoming littered with jagged rocks and coral and little colonies of living creatures, until the sand was almost crowded out entirely. They at last came to a rock edge, a metal door embedded within it, with some kind of security type-pad in its center. Among the jumble of lava-rocks, Light could pick out the outlines of the lava-tube, going on its own twisty path into the bluish distance.

L swam close to the door and motioned Light to approach, saying, "You'll need the code too."

Drifting up to it, Light said, "I thought I'd be a prisoner here?"

"I told you, there are many measures that make your escape impossible. Keeping you locked in these caves at all times is not one of those measures. However, for my convenience and to protect you, I will know when you've left through any of the exits, and if an emergency should arise I can change the code to keep you in."

Light memorized the code that L punched in and then swam behind him into the lava tube. It was like an oval-shaped very long and twisting hallway, wider than it was tall, with rough, wild walls but with very futuristic-looking lights embedded into the ceiling.

Light swam up to look, and said, "You've got electricity?"

"We have many waterproof electronic items, including some that haven't been invented by the human world yet. In the deepest part of our complex, large rooms have been carved into the bedrock. You'll find many luxuries there, including television and music listening devices. I've even created a few dry rooms that you can enter after going through a water-lock, in case you would otherwise miss having access to that kind of environment."

Light followed behind L until the lava tube led to those artificially carved rooms, where most of the living space was. Light marveled at the television, a device which had only a few hours ago seemed like something that was gone forever from his life. He found video games, board games, and plenty of other recreational items. There wasn't much furniture other than cupboards to keep items from drifting randomly everywhere, but it quickly became clear that seating wasn't needed. It was rather comfortable to simply float in place in the water.

The kitchen was deficient, having little other than a chilled pantry full of raw seafood that L had apparently hunted during those days of development, but when L fed it to Light, he found his new body craved it as he'd never craved any food before. He did try venturing into the dry rooms, several times, but his body moved poorly in there and his gills felt uncomfortable.

By the time L had left on his own to go hunting, Light had explored every bit of the place, located every exit, traveled the length of every lava tube that was connected to the complex, and had even, under L's supervision, made a trip to the surface where a series of ledges, altogether about the size of a suburban house, supported some sea birds and their nests.

Light tried identifying the species, to attempt to figure out where in the world they might be, but he'd never paid much attention to biology and he could only guess at some sort of really large seagull, or perhaps albatrosses.

Altogether, the living area L had chosen was essentially an underwater mansion with its associated grounds, something very suited to L's extravagance. Unfortunately, only a few hours after Light had moved in, it was feeling very much like his new home. He seethed inwardly, fighting the instincts of whatever changes L had imposed on his body, and tried to come up with some plan for escape.

A/N (Author's Note):

Things seem mostly settled at this point, but there are a couple of little plot twists left, including some extremely gross material. I think it's probably just one remaining chapter.

And, yes, rape-victim!Light isn't really as compliant as he seems. He's being affected by the weird biology forced on him, which is also a kind of mind-control. I hope I was able to convey that much in the text and, if I failed, well, that's what was supposed to be happening. L is really an evil bastard in this fanfic.
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