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Butterfly Caught

Hi, I am retroelectric, real gentlemen carry handkerchiefs, a pocket knife and a dollar in change and I don't own Death Note.

Beta read by Nilahxapiel.

Warning: AU, public smut, drug play, violence. I swear I keep it classy though.

You're insignificant

A small piece, an ism

No more no less

You try to learn the universe

Can't even converse in universe

It sounded like such a sick, twisted plan.

Light absolutely hated it. At first, he refused to have any part in it, even though Beyond justified it as a game—if people could get seriously hurt it wasn't a game. Light knew that Beyond was a strong, extremely capable man, capable of brutal murder. And yet Beyond had convinced him that it was a good thing, that he needed an outlet for his other desires, and simply not acknowledging it wasn't enough.

Because Beyond could get his hands on another boy like Koji Ito, and murder him brutally after so long of keeping his hatred and excess energy all pent up for so long. And Light didn't want anyone else to die because of B, because he had to make the effort to change him instead of expecting it all to go away, since the possibility of it disappearing on its own wouldn't happen.

Not even if he wished it would. Wishes were foolish, after all.

Beyond's murderous rage was easily triggered by jealousy, especially when someone showed interest in Light, that much was certain. He wasn't as bothered if they went out together and people just glanced at the younger man simply because he was attractive, but if someone made it a point to keep staring, all Beyond wanted to do was to dig their eyes out. He'd give them an evil, possessive look, and most of the time they would back off, mainly because he looked like a foreigner and was fairly tall so his presence didn't exactly go unnoticed.

They had been walking together late at night after having spent some time together at a restaurant after one of Light's working late nights. Beyond had just been picking him up from the NPA building in his disguise. Matsuda had seen the man once, greeted him in his friendly manner and going on to his own way.

In his car, Light had idled the time away telling him how hungry he was—and how he didn't feel like cooking. They ended up parking far way from the place that he wanted to go to because there wasn't a parking space close to where he wanted to eat. On the way there they had to pass through several streets first.

After the meal and the conversation between the two of them about Light's current case, and several other trivial things, they intended to get back home to rest. However, Light decided to take the shortcut to the parking lot instead, and they passed by several clubs and rather seedy bars of a certain district, but Light remained unaffected and just continued walking on without staring.

Beyond watched as he saw a drunk woman vomiting onto the ground. Another was yelling at a man, which grated on his ears. And they had to stop in their tracks and back away for a while, when a man came rushing out of a club, his face bloodied and nursing a broken nose, with a bouncer who looked like he was the one who had broken it, and yelling that he should 'stay the fuck out of the club'.

A prostitute was eyeing at them two, calling at them and trying to get them to buy their 'services', to which Light tilted his hear away, ignoring her.

"Fucking idiots," Light had spat under his breath. Beyond heard it.

He grinned.

Beyond lit a cigarette, as they finally walked out of the district and walked down the street towards the parking lot.

When they finally reached the car, he put out the rest of the cigarette, Beyond grasping Light's wrist firmly and was pressing him against the hood, looking at his indignant face in mild fascination. He watched amusedly as Light struggled a little.

"We're in public, B-san, so be so stupid as to kiss me-"

"Hey, I had an idea that could help me and you."

"Huh?"

"How would you gain entry into a club like that, Light?" he asked him.

Light's eyes narrowed, wondering where this was headed. "That's plenty obvious, isn't it? You wait in line, then pay an entry fee at the door."

"Yeah?" Beyond was grinning. Light didn't like that look.

"Why the hell would you want to go there, anyway? It's a place full of idiots, it's really noisy, and most of the time, the music is horrible. Did you see the number of drunk people we walked past? Pathetic," he muttered, pushing at Beyond's chest. "I don't see how it could be a 'fun' way it is to pass one's time—and let go of me already."

"You want me to change, don't you?"

"What?" Light looked up at him, raising an eyebrow, "Of course I do. What are you trying to say?"

"People can get hurt there too, Light," he said thoughtfully, still pressing him against the hood and touching him. "Get their faces broken."

"...Yeah. Your point is?"

"If we went to such a place together, Light, hypothetically speaking, no one would know who were are, because the clubs and pubs are rather dimly lit, and full of people. They do not ask for your IDs unless you don't look of age. That could only mean anyone could go in and out without noticing. And that means if I become a bit violent, people would assume I'm drunk and agitated and just throw me out. You would be there to restrain me and calm me down afterwards, because my heart does grow soft for you, Light."

Beyond grinned, and Light grimaced.

"...Or," he continued, "Because I know how sneaky I can be, I could just walk right out without even being thrown out by the big scary bouncer, and all the excessive violence would have been dispelled from me for the time being. It would be extremely therapeutic for me, and no one gets hurt too badly. I'm taking this objectively, thinking of my instability as something I need a fix for. In a fashion similar to my smoking habit."

He understood, but it was... stupid. "Why should I get involved?" Light eyed him suspiciously.

"Because I believe the trigger to my violence is when someone decides to lay their eyes upon you."

Light knew this, but even so he had to say something against it. "That's stupid, B-san. Plenty of people lay their eyes on me all the time. I don't care."

"You're rather good at acting, aren't you?" Beyond grinned when Light decided to look at him indignantly, but he knew that was true. "Well, what if someone decided that they liked you, and wanted to dance with you—and I let you?" he asked him.

"You'd let me?" Light muttered, scoffing at him, "I told you, you don't own me, B-san. I can do whatever I want, I don't need your permission of all people. You're so presumptuous, you know that?"

"You know how possessive I am over you."

Light nearly rolled his eyes again.

Beyond continued to explain, "And if they go too far, decided that they wanted to have you, I'll stop them. With my bare hands."

"How would that work as a fix? You wanted to beat them up like a street hooligan?"

"Do you remember Fight Club where the nameless protagonist claims he wanted to destroy something beautiful, and then beats that blond pretty guy up—without any other reason? Yeah? It's sort of like that."

"...What?"

"It's an American movie, Light. I've always liked it. And that fight scene was quite brilliant. Very cool, I should say."

He blinked, because he had no idea that Beyond had been interested in popular culture of all things. It threw him off, but he eventually commented, "You're weird, you know that?"

"That strangely isn't the worst insult I've had spoken to my face, Light."

Light thought about it. "You expect me to flirt with someone just so you could have an excuse to beat them up?"

"Yes, that's the whole gist of it."

"I don't do inane things like flirting, B-san. That sounds like something a high-schooler would do."

Trust Light to say something like that.

"I would have liked to see you in a school boy outfit," Beyond said thoughtfully, grinning and teasing him. "...Or a school girl outfit. I like women too, and you would have made a very nice woman-"

"You're a creep. That's disgusting."

Beyond grinned, "Well, you could pretend to flirt. With your face and voice you could make anyone do anything, couldn't you?" Light coloured visibly, because that was a compliment coming from him, and it was ….embarrassing. He remembered that they were still in public, he was still pinning him to the hood of his car and holding him in place-

"Fine. I—yes, fine, I don't agree to you hurting someone, but as long as you make sure you don't lose control and get caught. If you get yourself in trouble, I don't see how I can help you anymore."

Light wasn't happy about this, but he relented.

"I'm too clever and quick to get caught." Beyond smiled at him.

The man leaned in to give him a kiss on his mouth, and Light turned away so he just kissed his cheek, finally able to push him off with a firm shove.

"I'd like to get home, it's late and I'm tired," he said, slightly annoyed at how touchy-feely he was, getting into the driver's seat and waiting for B to get in.

The following two days Light was off work. When Light woke up to shower and eat the next day, they passed the time rather uneventfully.

Once it was night time, Beyond decided to get dressed and spent his time to make his disguise even more convincing, so his face were altered this time to look rather different. He had brown coloured contacts and used a brown wig, styled differently which seemed to alter his face shape, and although Light didn't seem to mind his changed appearance so much, it was fairly obvious he was pretty startled by how different (normal) he could look.

They waited until it was eleven at night before leaving together.

"You're like a chameleon," Light muttered aloud, when they were in the car, driving towards the place that they had discussed about.

Light was dressed in something he wouldn't normally wear, a pair of rather fitting pants and a casual white shirt tucked in which made him looked rather good. Beyond had looked at him rather appreciatively, staring him down like he wanted to eat him, before Light had brushed him off.

"I'm taking it that you mean you're impressed," Beyond commented, still watching him.

"Don't gloat, B-san, that's completely unnecessary."

An amiable silence between them.

"Turn into the gay district," Beyond told him.

Light glanced at him, surprised, "I thought you meant the same district we passed yesterday-"

"Well, we're doing this on a trial basis, aren't we? More men would pick you up in a gay club, that's common sense. You don't want me to beat up a woman who decided to dance with you, do you? That's a low blow. I'm not that horrible."

Light had rolled his eyes but sighed and complied, feeling rather apprehensive about it, but not letting it show as he continued to drive for at least half an hour more, and parked in a multi-storey lot five minute walk away from the district. They got out of the car and began their trek, though it was easy to see when they had reached their desired location.

There were men openly touching each other right on the street, holding hands, many of them looking at Beyond and Light as they passed. Beyond was a foreigner, and that mere fact was interesting even though he wasn't as conventionally handsome. He was tall, lanky and confident, and they did attract some glances for just being there together.

"I don't really feel comfortable with this, B-san," Light muttered dully under his breath, enough for Beyond to hear.

"You don't like being stared at by gay men even though you have—"

"Shut up. I'm not gay."

"I thought it was a vanity thing-"

Light glared at him.

B chuckled a little at Light's defensiveness and began studying the place. They had already passed a few pubs and shops, but he wanted to find a club stuffed to the brim with patrons.

They found a busier street soon enough. From there, they located a seedy-looking club with several men in line outside, a testament that it was popular. Beyond grasped his wrist and brought him to wait in line. They managed to get in, and Beyond saw how the fat bouncer was staring at Light – which he disliked greatly-before walking behind Light on purpose, a possessive hold on his hips so he'd stop staring.

It irked him, but it would be stupid to initiate a fight with the bouncer of all the people there. He'd pick someone else.

The music was blaring, the beat pounding in their ears and reverberating in their bodies. There were people dancing at the dance floor, kissing, touching rather openly, drinking—the sight made Light feel extremely embarrassed, but he schooled his face. He wasn't one to be openly judgemental, keeping all his opinions to himself most of the time (he was completely honest with Beyond alone), and even though the men did look at him and smiled suggestively, Beyond was there behind him—the fact which made anyone not approach Light just yet.

Beyond directed him to the bar instead to get a drink, ordering a gin and tonic, and a scotch for himself, waiting for it while they just leaned against the counter together.

"I know you don't like to drink, Light, but just one would loosen you up a bit before I let you go." Beyond had to speak in his ear, the only way Light could hear him.

Their drinks came and Beyond paid the bartender, wasting no time downing the shot. He watched Light take his time with his own drink, the younger man grimacing slightly.

Fuck, Light looked absolutely beautiful like that. He was so perfect. Beyond liked to stare at him, but the younger man would only admonish him normally and tell him not to. He boldly pulled Light closer, wrapping his arm around his slender waist so they didn't look so out of place, and saw how indignant Light looked when he was brought close.

He was such a prude even in public where no one knew who they were, and surrounded by people who didn't care who was touching who. It was endearing.

"B-san, I-"

"You don't want to appear out of place, do you?" Beyond was touching him even lower, over the curve of his bottom, leaning in to press a kiss over Light's neck.

He shivered deliciously. So much for being a prude.

"No—I, don't kiss me, B-san," he muttered half-heartedly. He ducked his head away to finish his drink, feeling the alcohol settle in his stomach and making him feel very warm. Light's sun-kissed skin was already showing a flush from the alcohol.

He really was a lightweight. It was almost funny.

"Yeah? Why not?" B kept on kissing his neck, licking and suckling on his skin, effectively marking him before anyone else had the chance to kiss him there. "I'm already starting to get jealous of the thought of someone else looking at you."

Light gasped slightly when he nipped his delicate skin.

"Go on," Beyond told him finally, letting him go.

Light gave him an apprehensive look, nervous (and that was adorable) and obviously being thrown out of his comfort zone with just the fact he was there in such a seedy place. Light was still such a completely proper young man, even with Beyond's influence. Then he was nodding slightly, leaving and disappearing into the sea of people, without saying anything else to him.

Beyond's sharp eyes were still looking at him however, tracking his every movement obsessively.

To his left, he saw someone slipping a small brown bottle to another man discreetly, handing him some money for it in return. Beyond grinned because he knew just what that was, approaching the dealer, taking his eyes off Light for the time being.

Needless to say, Light was apprehensive about this entire thing. He glanced back to see where Beyond was, but realised he couldn't even see him because the place was so dimly lit, full with people and noisy. He felt himself be groped and touched, which frankly made him somewhat claustrophobic, but it wasn't like anyone was going to force themselves on him right there on the stupid dance floor, he thought, because Beyond would see. He would beat them up for even looking at Light.

The thought made him feel rather stupid. He was relying on Beyond for protection, when he was very much male himself. Not to mention, very capable of protecting himself if he had to. He had to stop thinking about him so much.

He managed to get on the other side of the club, and without looking around first, decided to sit down on the red leather sofa, hitting someone's solid body and gasped loudly, making it seem like an accident.

"Hey-" An unfamiliar voice protesting.

Light turned around, and saw there was a man who appeared to be in his late thirties, with black shoulder length hair dressed in black and leather pants, looking at him. This man would do, he thought, giving him a rather fetching lost and confused expression on his face, watching the man fall into his act rather easily.

"I'm sorry, I don't know where my friends went," Light told him apologetically over the music.

"Eh, no worries, baby." Light grimaced inside at the nickname, "You can sit with me if you want."

Fuck, the older man was eating him up with his eyes, staring at him in a manner which made him genuinely uncomfortable. He felt his hand on his thigh, creeping up, which made him want to push it away because he didn't like strangers touching him, and the man's warm breath on his ear which made him recoil.

"You're really cute, aren't you?"

"I'm... I'm cute?" Light asked him, feigning innocence. He made himself smile playfully. It made him feel rather sick, to have to pretend to be this stupid, innocent gay boy, because he wasn't one. At all. But Light knew he could act, and he had agreed to do Beyond a favour after all. Backing out of it in the last moment was cowardly.

"Yeah. Got a name, baby? How old are you, huh?"

"I'm... I'm-" He glanced at the table, looking at the jugs of beer, using that brand name as an alias. "-Asahi. I'm nineteen." Light knew he could easily pass off as that age still with his youthful face, even more so dressed as he was.

The touchy-feely older man seemed to like very much how young Light told him he was. "Nineteen, huh? Is this your first time in such a place? You should find better friends, because bad things might happen to pretty, young twinkslike you when they're alone. You know? I'm Teru, by the way."

"Nice to meet you, Teru-san." Light responded, trying to sound meek. The man was lapping it up.

"Do you have a boyfriend, baby?"

"...No, I don't."

He couldn't help the involuntary gasp when the man decided to press a kiss over his ear and neck, and seemed to sniff him discreetly. His hand went up and pressed on the man's shoulder involuntarily. God, what was up with that? They had only just exchanged names and basic trivial information and he was already starting to kiss him, touch him, doing intimate, inappropriate things like this...

He wanted to shudder in disgust. What an absolute creep.

It was fine if Beyond did this, because he had known the man for a while now, but Teru was just a stranger. Light held back, gritting his teeth, before standing up and smiling sheepishly at him, his hand still on the man's shoulder.

"Hm? You wanted to dance?" Teru asked him lightly, grinning up at him in a disgusting, perverted manner, before standing up, taking Light's hand. "Come on, baby."

He was pulling him up towards the dance floor. The number of people there nearly made him sick, because he couldn't move without his hand or somewhere else brushing up against someone, and he really hated crowds like this. It made him feel claustrophobic.

Teru was wrapping his arms all around Light, and he had to play into the act, wrapping his arms around his neck as well, his eyes looking around for Beyond because he really hated this, he disliked it so badly he really wanted Beyond to just come and beat the shit out of this disgusting man.

Fuck. His own thoughts were making him sound like he needed saving.

It wasn't like he was some damsel in distress who needed to be rescued, but his mind was involuntarily thinking as such, which irked him so badly. What the fuck was wrong with him?

The man was even grinding against him. He could feel his erection poking against his stomach. Light grit his teeth.

That was disgusting.

Finally, he saw Beyond there, in the midst of the dancing people, the man's eyes flashing with murderous intent, pushing them out of his way so he could get to where Light was.

"You smell really good, baby," Teru was telling him, cupping his face so he looked at him, "I'm gonna kiss you."

Then he was leaning in, and doing exactly just that. Light wanted to shudder at how gross he tasted like, of beer and cigarettes and something foul, remembering how Beyond's kisses were and how they were not like this, even if he had smoked beforehand-

He realised how much he only liked Beyond kissing him. No one else.

He scrunched up his face and took the kiss, until the man was finally ripped away from him by Beyond.

"You fucker, how dare you try to touch him-" He snarled.

Beyond punched him brutally on his face, which made Teru fall to the ground, holding his hurt cheek in shock at the sudden attack.

"The fuck, man? Are you his boyfriend or something-"

Before he could even stand up, Beyond's lithe, tall frame was on him again, grabbing his throat in a choke hold, landing each consecutive blow on his face roughly till blood splattered onto Beyond's face and clothes.

Light watched in revolted fascination and horror as Beyond did such a violent, uncontrolled thing.

"Fucking cunt, soiling him with your fucking disgusting hands, who the fuck do you think you are, huh? Motherfucking freak, I hope you fucking die-"

His words were brutally possessive laced with so many expletives to a degree that it made Light uncomfortable. And yet, he was strangely pleased at how protective he was over him. When he realised what he was thinking, it sent a disturbed chill down his spine.

He was seeing chaos and commotion starting right there on the dance floor, other people getting involved as well, like a freak chain reaction, some other men shouting and jumping on Beyond and starting to beat him as well to get him off.

But Beyond was a quick and strong fellow, so when he slipped away lithely from the grabbing hands and the others began fighting among themselves, he quickly found Light who looked utterly bewildered. He grabbed the young NPA agent's hand firmly and began to make his escape.

He quickly pushed past people, forcing their way out of the club and finally managed to flee from the building, the both of them running down the street and making sure they were at a safe distance away before stopping.

Beyond panted and caught his breath, leaning against the building, laughing madly at the exhilaration of what he had done.

Light tried to catch his breath as well, but calmed down gradually as he watched Beyond laugh. "Come on, stop laughing, B-san, you've had your fill for tonight, let's go home-"

"Go home? Wait a moment. That was really fucking fun, Light."

He didn't seem to be able to stop laughing.

Light's eyes widened slightly. He was beginning to get slightly afraid of Beyond.

The man could do anything, it seemed, even beating up someone so brutally that the man's face seemed to have to be broken into pieces with his strong blows like that.

Fuck, Beyond could even have done permanent damage to the man's brain, and even though Light had found himself hating how the man had his hands all over him, touching and kissing in a very unpleasant way, he didn't know if he deserved getting his face broken like that.

It was too late to change things now, though.

When Light took out his handkerchief and touched Beyond's face to wipe the blood off from his cheek, the man finally stopped laughing.

"Come on, Light, let's get back to the car," he said, still very much worked up, taking the younger man's hand and walking quickly to the place where they had parked.

He realised that he was so fucking horny from the violence that he'd instigated, so fucking hot he thought he could explode. He wanted to fuck Light so bad he'd get him loose and wet for ages.

Light protested. "Don't walk so fast, for God's sakes, B-san, what's the matter with you?"

When they reached the car in the very quiet and deserted multi-storey parking lot, Beyond was upon him, pushing him up against the side of the car and kissing him eagerly.

"How far did he go, huh?" he growled, kissing and nipping each inch of his skin hungrily.

"Just-" Light's mouth was covered with his demanding kiss, gasping and panting already, "He kissed me and touched me, that's all-" He was cut off with another kiss, "Goddammit, w-wait, B-san, I'll have to open the door..."

"I'll make sure I claim you properly, Light."

Light squirmed and managed to push him off enough so he could open the car door, flushed and very much affected by Beyond's rough and passionate kisses. The man climbed into the passenger seat, but he was so delirious and needy with lust and desire, that when Light had fiddled with the air conditioner and radio and about to turn on the engine to drive away, he was quickly pulling Light into his seat.

He was fumbling and adjusting the car seat so it went all the way back, getting on top of the flushed younger man.

"H-hey, I thought we were going to go home-" He was cut off by his hot kisses once more, fumbling to get Light's shirt open, and beginning to suck on his pink nipples, licking hotly.

"I'm not going to wait until then."

"B-san, I won't let you-" He was cut off by another of his infuriating kisses, "F-Fuck me in the car! The space is too small and someone could be watching us! Hnn-!"

"We've never had sex in public before, have we?"

Beyond kept on kissing his smooth skin, all the way to his stomach rather dexterously, moving to undo Light's pants, the younger man gasping and trying to get him to stop. It was in vain, and soon enough the piece of clothing along with his underwear was tossed somewhere, presumably the back-seat.

"Stop this, B-san, come on, I-I'll let you do what you like when we get back home, how does that sound?" Light's voice was rather shaky as he attempted to reason rationally with him, watching as Beyond spread his thighs open and rub his fingers against his little pucker rather insistently.

Light was extremely mortified because he wasn't in the privacy of his own home doing such intimate things, but still getting very much aroused at how hungry and possessive Beyond was getting over him.

"No, I'm afraid I'm going to have to fuck you right here."

Beyond reached around and opened the middle compartment of the dashboard, taking out a tube of lubricant. Light watched rather embarrassedly as he uncapped it and began to slick his fingers with it, pushing a lubricated finger inside him so soon, a slight sting from that making his body arch off the seat.

"Ahh! That hurts, you bastard-" He gasped and whined adorably when Beyond decided to fuck his little hole roughly, adding three fingers at once, watching in perverted delight as his pink hole decided to swallow it up and suck it in.

"That looks so fucking good, Light, your tight little boy hole always loves my fingers so much, swallowing it in like that like it's so hungry for me..."

Beyond practically salivated at the sight of him like that. His thighs were spread right open, face flushed, and his tight pink pucker stretched lewdly around his long, insistent fingers. He couldn't help himself, he was rock hard against the fabric of his pants, the bulge plenty obvious, pressed up against Light's naked thigh which made him squirm.

"Hnn-!" Light covered his mouth in mortification and embarrassment, his head craning up to look out of the window to see if anyone was around, letting his head fall back when he realised there was no one. He was doing the best he could with his fingers jutting inside him, making him squeak and moan adorably.

"C-Come on, B-san, stop this, please? Take it out... we can do it later-"

Light let out a gorgeous little whine when he promptly found his spot inside and began to fuck his fingers against it roughly, feeling his resolve waver. His cock began to twitch and grow erect, precum drooling over his taut stomach gradually, gasping and moaning as Beyond worked his body over quickly and hotly.

"How can I stop when you look this fucking hot, huh?" Beyond asked him in a low growl, nearly taunting the younger man. "You look like you're enjoying yourself, blushing and crying so much."

Light shook his head furiously, trying to squirm away in the small space and kicking at him, but realising it was futile.

He was so aroused. It was Beyond's fault…God, he was so hard it hurt.

He watched in apprehension as Beyond began to undo his zipper, his stiff, thick cock springing out of its confines and the slit dripping wet. He cried out and moaned each time his fingers jerked against his prostrate, which Beyond seemed to do every single-fucking-time so insistently that he was rendered helpless and unable to really stop him.

"Look at me, Light."

Beyond was smirking and staring at him as he began to lube his cock up, his long fingers pulling out of his pucker and began to push his thick erection against his tight little hole. It slid inside wetly.

"Fuck, it's sucking me in, Light, you want it so bad, don't you?"

"AH! Ahh—goddammit, w-wait, you didn't prepare me enough-" Light winced in pain, his pretty brown eyes tearing up involuntarily, his leg hooking around Beyond's waist as he tensed and clenched his slick inner muscles around his thick girth.

It was so much, and so soon, that his head was reeling, and he looked down at the erotic, yet embarrassing sight of three-quarters of his cock inside him and his hands pushed against Beyond's chest.

"T-That's enough, B-san, I can't take any deeper-! It hurts! Nnngh-" His face was scrunched up adorably in apprehension and pain.

Beyond kissed him to quiet him, reaching inside his pocket to take the small brown bottle, hoisting Light's hips up so he could slide in balls deep rather forcefully, and heard Light shriek loudly against his palm covering his mouth, his eyes scrunched closed.

Beyond was breathless as well, smirking and staring at the gorgeous half-naked body beneath him. Light was flushed and so fucking tight that he wanted to pound in him so badly, but he could hurt Light if he couldn't hold himself back. Or without the chemical aid he just procured.

"That's why I got you this, darling."

"W-What?" Light opened his slightly teary eyes, looking at the small brown bottle he held in his hand. He had no clue what it was. "Hnnh... What's that?"

He was grinding his hips slowly, making Light shiver, his arousal throbbing and weeping against his flat tummy.

"These are poppers, Light. They're alkyl nitrites."

"Ah!" Light gasped when his thick cock a particularly good spot, grabbing hard at Beyond's shoulders.

"Do you want to make a hypothesis about what they're used for, Light?"

Light couldn't think properly, let alone answer. He shook his head.

"They're a recreational drug used for anal sex, Light." He commented to him casually, as though his cock wasn't buried deep inside Light, grinding into him and making him whimper.

"-Well, the bottom has to inhale this. If anyone actually drinks this, it could be fatal because it is poisonous after all, and contact to the skin is out of the question. The effect when taken properly causes the heart rate to get really fast, the blood pressure to drop instantly, and the arteries to dilate. It gives the user a rush. The anal or vaginal muscles in return get very relaxed."

Beyond was smirking widely, watching Light.

"-And it will make the bottom, the recipient, get very horny, Light. It could prolong the orgasm for a while too. Very intense, they say."

Light's eyes widened, shaking his head. "Come on, you want me to take that? I don't do drugs-"

"I don't believe it's addictive. It hasn't been proved to be too dangerous to the body yet. You're perfectly healthy, I'm sure you'll like the effect."

Beyond was smirking and leering, and leaning over him and began to give him slow, constant thrusts, his entire girth seeming to rub and grind against his prostrate till he couldn't take it anymore.

"B-san-" He clutched onto his shoulders harder, "Don't—ah!-tease me like this, you fucker..."

"Just one whiff, alright?" Beyond insisted, fucking him slowly into the car seat.

Light shook his head desperately, crying out. "N-No!"

"You're no fun, you know that? I could continue this forever until you give in to a little experimentation."

Beyond was kissing him again, his cock throbbing and pulsing inside Light. The younger man was completely hard and the sensations were even more poignant because Light was so self-conscious about being fucked in public, gasping and shaking and shivering beneath him. He was so fucking turned on already, he couldn't help it.

But that was a club drug Beyond wanted him to take.

"Come on, Light. Please?"

"No! W-Where did you even—hahh-get such a thing?" he whimpered.

"Well, it is a gay club, Light." He ground into his spot, then pulled his stiff girth out and smacked the tip wetly against Light's gaping little hole. He gasped and clutched at Beyond's arm tightly. "It's a club drug. I'm very sure it's not as harmful as other, harder drugs, like speed or E."

Light whined at the sensation, feeling his thick tip sliding back in again, just the tip inside, and out, driving him mad. The wanton younger man gripped into his shoulders hard, bucking his hips back into him in a lusty manner, and whimpered when B pinned his hips down because he wanted Beyond to just fuck him properly already-

"W-Why should I trust you, dammit?" And why couldn't Beyond just fuck him like he wanted to, without the stupid fucking drugs?

"Because," B said aloud, "-I love you. I wouldn't do a thing to hurt you." He shoved the entire girth back in, filling him up to the brim and Light wailed prettily, then covered his mouth because he was embarrassed at how lusty his own body was.

He continued, "If you want, I could sniff it before you, but then I'd grow weak, y'know, that's how it works. And I do need to fuck you hard, after all."

Then he stopped, leaving Light shaky and pulsing hot all over, his tight muscles clenching and unclenching down on his cock and milking it, his body just begging to be pounded into hard.

Light was so completely horny already, he wanted him to just move properly. He couldn't imagine the sensations being even more intense as they were as Beyond told them it would be. It was just—plain crazy, but then again, he was getting curious of the effect, and he knew how stubborn Beyond could be.

"I could do this all night. We would never get home."

Those threatening words could be true. Beyond was rather ruthless, after all.

Light breathed in, panting slightly to catch his breath, getting his body teased and jutted into to the point he couldn't handle it anymore. Strings of precum were leaking from the slit of his cock, bobbing against his stomach, staining his white shirt. He was screaming prettily and whining, grabbing onto his scrawny, broad back, nails digging into his shirt and muscles because he wanted it desperately.

"AH! Ahh! Hnn-! B-san, please..."

"Just one whiff, alright?"

Light didn't want to take drugs, but Beyond wasn't going to fuck him properly if he refused. And that was so fucking infuriating, it made Light angry beyond words, and if he hadn't felt this hot even in the air-conditioned car he would have fucking smacked him like he deserved-

Light had to put his bruised ego aside for a while, and give in, gritting his teeth.

He rubbed furiously at his slightly damp eyes which had begun to tear up from being teased so long.

"Hnn... y-yeah, fine... If I get fucking poisoned, I'll turn you in, you fucker..."

Beyond kissed him, and Light could feel the infuriating smirk against his mouth. He really thought he had so much control over him, and that irked Light so badly.

"D-Doesn't mean you've won, bastard, what if I don't like it?"

"Trust me, yeah?"

Beyond uncapped the small brown bottle and brought it to Light's nose, and he looked at him apprehensively before taking a deep sniff. It was a slightly sweet scent and the chemical whiff stung his nostrils for a moment, and Light honestly felt no difference to his body in the first few seconds.

Beyond quickly capped it back and grabbed his slender hips, quickly beginning to pound into him into the car seat.

-and Light lost complete control.

Fuck, Beyond could feel his tight, almost constricting slick inner muscles loosen up and that was fucking good, too good, and he was writhing beneath him prettily. Light was becoming overcome with intense lust against his will.

It was a mad rush through Light's body, screaming prettily as his pupils dilated even further and grabbed onto his shoulders hard, his muscles loose and relaxed and making him loose his inhibitions, screaming and begging and crying out-

"B-san, please, fuck me harder, hnngh-! I w-want it so much-" His wanton, lusty babble was close to incoherent, clawing at Beyond who seemed so turned on at his sudden submissiveness and change in demeanour.

"Yeah?" Beyond was smirking, heeding his lusty begging and began to slam into him harder, jutting in and out roughly and hitting his prostrate so hard, his inner muscles so completely receptive and his body over-sensitised with desire and the rush.

"Oh—oh fuck, HNN—B-san, I'm g-gonna... I'm gonna c-cum, please, I-I can't take it anymore—AH!"

Light's legs were kicking slightly, his body consumed with pleasure and arching off the car seat as he began to cum so hard and intensely, screaming, cum spilling all over the front of his shirt, gasping and panting and kept on shaking.

Beyond didn't stop, kept on fucking him past the younger man's completely intense orgasm.

"Told you," he spoke to him, grinning. "I knew you'd like it so bad-"

"AH! AH, ah, f-fuck-!"

Light couldn't stop screaming, covering his mouth as his body convulsed, the continued sensation of Beyond's cock sliding in and out of him so hard and driving him insane, because he had never had such an intense orgasm before. It left him winded and shaking.

And yet Beyond didn't seem like he was stopping soon.

Light was still trembling and convulsing and whining adorably, his toes curled in his shoes even after minutes of being fucked furiously.

Beyond was irrevocably out of control as well. He was watching Light's extremely flushed, beautiful expression, pushing his thighs open and jutting and making sure each thrust was hitting all the right places, so much that the younger man was still completely hard from the continued thrusting even after cumming all over himself.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum in your loose little hole so much, fill you up so deep-" he grunted, holding his hips till they bruised. "You're gonna keep feeling it leak out of you when we get back home, you hear that?" he snarled, overwhelmed with animal lust.

Light kept on crying out prettily, clutching onto him so hard he was breaking his skin and making Beyond bleed. He didn't seem to mind.

"I'm breeding your fucking wet boy pussy," he told him, lewd, dirty words spilling out of his mouth, breathing heavily and growling into his ear, "You're fucking loose like one too. It feels so fucking good, Light."

"B-san, hnngh, please, n-no more, please stop... hnn- I-I can't take it anymore...!"

Light begged so deliciously.

And he had been so apprehensive before at the effect of the drug.

His eyes seemed to roll into the back of his head as though he was being fucked silly, his head arched back, his sweet mouth left open with constant gasps and begging, soiled with his own release and lubricant all over his thighs.

Light still looked fucking gorgeous.

Beyond's mouth was watering. He looked like a complete fucking debauched fantasy.

"Hold your legs open, Light," he growled, watching Light's cock drool with precum, as though he was going to release soon again.

Light nodded hazily, completely embarrassed with the lewd, slick squelching sounds that filled the air inside the car, hooking his hands on the back of his knees, moaning and yelping adorably as he let himself get fucked, letting Beyond in because he was so fucking loose.

His cock was twitching against his stomach, so Beyond commented again, smirking, "I thought you didn't like it, huh?"

"HNN—Ah, ahh, AH—B-san, p-please...!"

Light gasped, still holding his legs open in that position, overwhelmed, unable to say anything or even warn B like he always did during the heat of sex. He was cumming again prematurely, panting and gasping quickly and tiredly as Beyond made use of his body thoroughly and milking his cock on his inner muscles with each frantic thrust.

"Good boy," he muttered dirtily, praising him in a lewd, almost derogatory manner, forcing Light into submission and grunting as he fucked him to his completion, "Look how much of a slut I made you."

He groaned against his ear and his hips smacked hard against his a couple more times, and began flooding him so much with his thick, hot sperm copiously. Fuck, Light was so sensitive he could feel his big cock twitching and pulsing in him in the aftermath.

Light whimpered when he pulled out after kissing him, feeling so much of the warm, white substance drip out of his loose hole and onto the car seat, letting his legs down on either side of Beyond's body, chest heaving desperately and looked at the man with hooded eyes, panting.

Beyond was still staring at him hungrily as though he wanted to fuck him again.

"It's still gaping open, Light. Fuck, that looks so good..." He commented perversely and kissed his mouth, leering and smirking at him, touching and slipping his fingers into his slick hole, and Light writhed beneath him. He had gotten so sensitive.

"I'm gonna fuck you again when we get back home."

Beyond stared and watched him for a moment, memorising that gorgeous sight before he was beginning to help him tug his clothes back on.

Light mumbled something incoherent in response.

"What's that, Light?"

"F-Fuck you, now I'm really worn out... I'm letting you drive, but don't you dare do anything stupid..."

He was close to passing out when he finally dressed, and Beyond went on to take the driver's seat instead, adjusting Light's seat for him to its normal position and letting him take a nap until they got back home.

Beyond offered to carry him back to the apartment when they reached because Light's legs felt like jelly; he had only barely recovered from the aftermath of his pleasure. He was still trembling, his orgasms had been that intense. Light had pushed him off, though, rather indignant and walked—hobbled on his own because of his pride, unlocking the door and closing it behind him, locking the door, kicking off his shoes disorderly before dropping into bed and rather uncomfortable now at the wet feeling in his bottom.

Beyond was upon him as though he really intended to do it again, and Light couldn't imagine getting aroused again, because he was so tired. He began to mumble weak protests to him—but there he was, tugging his clothes away from him, and all his protests didn't mean a thing to Beyond's ears. He was cut off by a kiss, his body felt liquefied with pleasure, being turned into putty, into his completely submissive, pliant self from Beyond's ministrations as he was made to straddle his thighs, being made love to once again.

Two weeks had passed since the club incident before Beyond was starting to get itchy again.

The urge was building inside him again, making him twitchy. He was made a victim of that desire again, and he had to somehow dispel it out of his system, so he had suggested it to Light once more. He had agreed begrudgingly after some convincing, because Light remembered what had occurred two weeks ago in the gay nightclub—and how uncomfortable he had been, seducing someone for Beyond's sake, and then watching the man lose control so violently.

The thought occurred to him—what if he lost control and went too far? What would he do then?

He didn't want to feel even more helpless as he had been that night, watching Beyond beat up that man until his face was most definitely broken.

Light decided to put his faith in him, though. He did like the way he 'comforted' him right after the incident a fortnight ago, even if he wouldn't for the life of him ever admit it openly. It was embarrassing as hell, and Beyond would probably tease him for it.

So that night, instead of turning into the gay district like they had two weeks before, they had turned into one of the more popular, normal nightclubs where the waiting line was much longer upon Beyond's request, and they were waiting in line like the rest.

Beyond lit a cigarette to pass the time. He saw a young pretty woman with her boyfriend beside her, looking at him with irritation at him smoking while waiting. He met his eyes with her on purpose and gave her a little grin, to which she just blushed and turned away from.

Light simply watched in irritation.

"How do you expect me to pick up a man in a straight club?" Light muttered to Beyond discreetly, glancing at him.

Light was still debating with himself whether he had made the right decision in playing along with him for a second time, because it was dangerous, and he certainly didn't want this to become a habit.

But then again, if he wasn't letting Beyond do what he had to do, there was no saying what that would escalate to next. So he had relented, keeping the thoughts in mind and trying not to be so much of a downer about it. He was rather afraid of the consequences if Beyond didn't get his 'fix' and began to actually murder again.

"There's always a chance," Beyond answered, exhaling a cloud of smoke.

Light felt like complaining more, but realised it was probably too late to back out.

After waiting for twenty minutes for the line to move, Beyond had already smoked nearly a quarter of his fresh pack of cigarettes before they were finally being let inside the somewhat packed club. Like before, he had his hand placed on Light's hips possessively, guiding him towards the bar again.

"I swear, if you keep this heavy smoking and drinking a habit, B-san, I'll probably outlive you," Light spoke to him over the music.

"I know."

He responded without even mincing his words. He sat at the bar beside Light, ordering a shot of vodka for himself and soda for the younger man because he still refused to drink.

Light was unnerved with how offhanded Beyond's response to his comment was, drinking his soda and watching as Beyond downed a second shot.

And another. What was he trying to do—get drunk? Light thought. He drank it up as though it didn't burn his throat or affect him in any way, but Light was getting increasingly disturbed and gestured to the bartender to not accept Beyond's next order. The man behind the bar nodded and turned away, attending to his other orders instead.

Light could feel his stare as Beyond eyed him none too subtly.

"You could have just said to my face you didn't want me to drink," Beyond spoke to him over the music, grabbing the younger man in a sudden, startling movement-

Pulling him to sit on his lap.

Light gasped and coloured visibly, his face getting hot with embarrassment as Beyond's arms held him in place, the man burying his face in his neck, and people were starting to glance in their direction.

"Come on, B-" Light nearly growled impatiently, embarrassed out of his own mind and trying to get off but his arms were far too strong.

"I see someone watching you already."

"What?"

"He's the muscled guy who looks about your age, wearing the grey t-shirt under a black jacket with the stupid Iron-fucking-Cross pendant."

Light glanced discreetly, and true enough, the man was there staring at Light and Beyond. His facial expression was odd, because it looked as though he was envious, but at the same time, as though he was enjoying the show—watching the sun-kissed skin of Light's back when his shirt had rode up from being pulled onto B's lap, and even lower where his pert bottom was pressed against Beyond' thigh.

"Yeah, I see him."

"This is what I want you to do, Light. I'm going to kiss and touch you," Beyond muttered, breath hot against Light's skin, "And when I do it too much, you can slap me and act out something and rush out of the club. Bump into that guy, and look as though you need sympathy. Make sure he's going to follow you, and run into the alley beside the club and let him do what he wants to you. I'll see you there."

"F…Fine."

He gasped when Beyond decided to kiss and suck over the side of his neck, clutching onto his broad shoulders and barely bit back his moan. It was rather noisy in such a place, no one would hear his sounds, either way, gasping when he decided to suck on his skin hard and lick the sore area, before grasping the back of Light's head, pulling him into a kiss.

Beyond's hands were roaming under his shirt, and some people were beginning to really stare, including the man Beyond had mentioned who was watching intently, because it was rather unusual to see a male gay couple openly making out—but it was a nightclub, after all. Most people were drunk or high, dancing with their partners, too entranced in the atmosphere to really care.

He saw the muscled guy licking his lips and watching Light more, half-hiding his face with his beer glass.

Beyond's hands were moving over his hips and lower onto his rounded little bottom, earning him a squeak, which most definitely the man heard because that was rather loud, and he had somehow come closer, watching out of the corner of his eye as the man pretended to order a drink and giving little glances to Light.

He tugged the collar of Light's shirt down slightly after he had pulled away from the younger man's sweet, tempting mouth, touching the naked skin there.

Beyond bit down on the column of his neck hard where his shoulder and neck met.

Light cried out at the sharp, sudden pain, dulling to a painful throb, his hand moving to cover the place where he'd bitten, glaring daggers at Beyond.

"The fuck was that about?" Light complained, but knowing he had to act quick after B had signalled to him the man was just beside him, standing against the counter, landing a hard smack on Beyond's face.

That hurt, Beyond thought, cupping his cheek, because Light hadn't really held back for that. He kept on grinning, though, watching as Light stumbled out of his lap and made to look like knocking into the man beside him wasn't on purpose.

"I'm—I'm sorry," Light pretended to sniffle, his eyes already watery from the pain of being bitten. His hands were on the muscled guy's broad shoulders, looking up into his face with his brown watery eyes before collecting himself, faking a choked sob and running out of the nightclub.

Light's acting skills was rather good. The guy lapped it up.

"Hey, man," the muscled guy spoke to Beyond, frowning and looking at him instead of rushing after Light as Beyond would have thought. "Why did you gotta hurt this kid for, huh?"

"What, you wanted him?" Beyond said offhandedly, ordering another vodka shot, then downed it rather easily when the drink came, "Go run after him, then."

"You bit him, what the fuck is your problem?" The muscled guy was getting agitated. "He was bleeding, and you're just-"

"Look," Beyond's eyes glanced up to the top of the guy's head, and using his name without an honorific, "Atsuo. You want to be all righteous on me, huh? Wrong place, man."

"Wrong place? Hey man, I don't know what's your problem-"

"If you wanted to be chivalrous, Atsuo, you could go check on him first instead of nagging on me."

"He's not some piece of meat you can just toss, he's a fucking person-"

Beyond wanted to infuriate this man. He wanted the muscled guy to get so mad he would grab Beyond by the scruff, and bash his face in. Beyond wanted to feel pain, so that it would fuel his intense desire to hurt someone.

And if Light wasn't there to see him, all the better.

He saw his confused expression when he realised Beyond had used his real name on him, and was about to open his mouth to ask exactly how he'd known, when Beyond interrupted him.

"Why don't you fucking comfort him, then?" Beyond said carelessly, lighting a cigarette and taking a deep drag, because his hands were twitching with desire, before staring the man straight in his eye. "Maybe he clung onto you and gave you those fucking pretty, teary eyes for a reason. You wanted to fuck him, huh? Staring at him like that from across the room."

Beyond smirked, continued. "...He might just let you, you know."

Beyond was starting to get extremely twitchy with desire to just bash his fucking face in. It had been really too long. He needed his fix badly.

The man still had the audacity to deflect Beyond's claims of his attraction to Light.

"I didn't want to fuck him, man. I'm not a fag. I'm just concerned. And how the hell do you know my name, huh?"

He saw just how extremely unsettled the man was over that single fact.

"Because I'm a freak." Beyond responded, "And you're a fucking fag."

He grinned in delight when the man flared up, grabbing Beyond by his collar and off his seat, landing a fairly harsh blow onto his face just as Beyond had hoped for. He tasted blood in his mouth.

Beyond swallowed it in without spitting it out, grinning at the man with his teeth covered in red, his own blood, a confused expression twisting onto Atsuo's face.

The people around them were starting to get wary, watching what was going to happen next—whether it was going to turn into a violent brawl. No one had alerted the bouncers yet.

Good. This was fucking excellent. His body thrummed with energy and desire. He had what he needed.

A dead calm washed over Beyond's psyche, and an icy sinister chill seemed to permeate the air.

Beyond was quick on his feet, so he leapt onto the man and took him off guard and punched his face hard in quick successive blows, breaking his nose and teeth and jaw. He knew he was a strong man, and the other man's imposing figure would do nothing to deter him.

"Fucking sonofabitch, I'm gonna fucking kill you," Beyond spat, consumed with his hatred.

He beat him. Beyond's teeth were tightly gnashed that the veins stood out in his neck like knotted cords of rope. He used every bit of strength in him, pounding the white knuckled grip of his fist into the man's face and his skull, kicking his body with sick crunching sounds and attacking till the man was senseless.

He didn't hear the chaos and commotion around him.

Beyond was too fucking consumed with blood lust to even bother with trivialities like other people.

Beyond picked up the large, heavy crystal ashtray off the bar counter, and smashed it hard, once, twice, thrice into the man's skull, breaking into the bone, the man's crimson blood and brain spilling out grotesquely.

The limbs of the man once known as Atsuo were twitching horribly, a mass of flesh, blood and broken bones on the floor of the nightclub.

Beyond Birthday panted when he was done, standing up to his full height and looming over the broken, expired body of the man. He laughed a loud demented laugh, ringing in his own ears.

He saw Light standing across the room, tears running down his face, a look of transfixed horror on his face.

Beyond had committed cold-blooded murder with his bare hands in front of a room full of witnesses.

People screamed and ran.

Nilahxapiel: This chapter is so twisted and sick and wrong and therefore, it is awesome. =D

retroelectric: Hehe. So yeah. Cliffhanger. I can't believe I wrote that. I mean, um wtf. Actually to be honest I can't believe I actually lasted this far writing this much in such a short span of time.

Also some people might wonder how the hell someone like me even knew about poppers, that drug which B made Light take... SO well, there's this one song by a band called Suede called Animal Nitrate, so I looked up what it was about... and discovered all of that. So yeah. XD I don't advocate drug abuse or anything. Chapter 8 will be me wrapping up the events thus far, and there will be an epilogue, so this fic will last 9 chapters. I think. But I think it's already practically novel length. Isn't it? XD I'm sorry my chapters are always so goddamn long. Pfft cuz I read some anon fag's comments before how they didn't exactly like how long my chapters are.

OK I'll stop bitching and just do my thing kay.

Review please? MUAHAHAHA

Song lyrics credit goes to original artiste:Tricky

Song title: Makes Me Wanna Die
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