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I’ll gift you your enemies if you’ll only love me	By : saunteringicey Category: Death Note > Het-Male/Female > L/Misa Views: 2479 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The characters and story of Death Note are owned by Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata, and licensed by Viz Media. I make no claim to the characters or story. This is a piece of fanfiction and was written for entertainment only; not for profit.

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Title: I’ll gift you your enemies if you’ll only love me

Author: icey

Fandom: Death Note

Rating: NC-17

Pairing/Characters: Misa Amane, L

Warnings: pegging. femdom. oral. sex without love.

Word count: 2068

Author Notes: This takes place in an AU world, where Misa did not make the second eye deal. Spoilers for L’s name.

Summary: Misa would do anything for Raito. If Raito wants to know the real name of ‘L’ then she’ll find out, by any means necessary.

Disclaimer: The characters and Story of Death Note are owned by Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata, and licensed by Viz Media . I make no claim to the characters or story. This is a piece of fanfiction and was written for entertainment only; no profit will be made from this story. If you are underage, or it is illegal to view pornographic material where you live, please do not read this story.

That said, hope you enjoy.

"Would you like another drink Ryuuzaki-san?" Misa held the pitcher of sake over his cup, pouring as she spoke.
L waved her off carefully, "No more thank you Amane-san." He said, wincing slightly at the slur in his words.
She pouted. "Are you sure? It is a weekend after all."
"All the more reason to be moderate." He chided gently. "Surely you don't want to lose time with Raito-kun to a hangover?"
She blushed prettily. "Raito-kun wouldn't mind." She said. "And I feel nothing bad when I'm with him."
The male nodded slowly. "Still-" He said with a hint of self loathing. "It is never beneficial to act the fool in front of someone you love." He sipped at the cup of sake, pulling a face at the taste.
Misa leaned forwards, catching herself from falling with an open hand. L blushed furiously at the feel of her palm against his thigh, freezing in place as her fingers clenched and released subconsciously.
"Amane-san!" He choked out, free hand moving erratically - there didn't seem to be a safe place to push her back from.
"Oh?" She trilled, a glint in her eyes appearing and disappearing so quickly he must have imagined it. "What's this Ryuuzaki-san?" She move her hand further, cupping his cock, a wide grin on her face.
She kneaded gently. "Does that feel good Ryuuza-san?" Her words came as she moved forwards, trapping his hands with propriety.
L groaned. "Am-Amane-san, please." His fists clenched driving uneven nails into his palms.
"'Please' what?"
"nn - you always talk about how in love with Raito-kun you are - don't"
"Love?" Misa wondered aloud. "What does this have to do with love?" She watched L's eyes as they shuttered at her words, almost snorting at the tendency of men to fall in love with her.
She licked his cheek, leaving a kiss on the pale flesh, before straddling him in a smooth motion, her skirt rising up without prompting.
He made an abortive wriggle, freezing as evidence of his interest was pressed against her.
"See? Ruuzaki-kun is enjoying this." The model closed her eyes, biting her lip at as the motion pressed against her, teasing nerves.
She trailed her hands along the legs of his jeans, then smoothing them along her own clothes, watching his reaction through her eyelashes.
"Mi-Amane-san-"
Misa plucked the sake cup from his hand, keeping eye contact while she drained the small cup. Holding the liquor in her mouth she leaned forwards to kiss him, pushing the liquid into his mouth.
He swallowed, dark eyes on hers, accepting her choice.
When she pulled away he was flushed and more than half hard.
Misa grabbed his hand, nails digging in momentarily. "Touch me Ryuuza-kun." She moved his hand to her side, dragging it along her top, and down past the frilled skirt to between her legs.
He nodded shakily, before moving his fingers in circles, listing and watching for cues. With Misa sitting on top of him, each movement and noise was clear, and become more so as she lost control, enjoying his ministrations.
She rocked against his hand, panting softly into his neck, before muffling a too loud cry by biting down on his neck. "Mmm, you're good at that." She murmured, slipping her hand down to play with the front of his jeans, running a finger slowly along the seam.
"M-Misa." His voice was breathless, and she grinned. This was easy.
She reached back, unhooking the skirt to make it easier to slip off, and then she slid off her perch, kneeling on the floor in front of him. "Just a little - " She tugged his hips forwards - to the edge of the sofa, slipping the opened jeans off along with the other's boxers.
Misa look up. He was staring at her as though no one had ever tried to do this with him before. 'Understandably,' she thought ' especially with his attitude. Not to mention his appearance.' But for Raito-kun, she would do this.
She leaned over, mouth over his cock, breathing over it while she fished for her bag which she'd stashed under the couch before inviting Ryuuzaki to take a break with her.
The lube was easily fished out, and as she lowered her mouth over him she clicked open the lid. He'd frozen at the warmth of her breath, but the heat of her mouth made him gasp aloud, and shove his hand into his mouth to muffle his sounds.
Misa stopped halfway down the shaft, sucking for a few heartbeats before bringing a lubed hand up to the rest and stroking purposefully.
L's hand moved towards her head, but a growl and flash of her teeth led it to slip down and clutch at the cushions of the sofa.
Satisfied he would let her run the show, she trailed her slick hand along and down, almost laughing at the noises coming from behind his hand. In this he was like any male.
She slipped her mouth lower, swallowing several times until he was entirely in her throat.
The detective spasmed, curling his body forwards in an attempt to still himself.
She smiled, lifting up with a hint of teeth, swallowing around the head while she trailed her fingers further.
"Ah - A-Am-Amane-san nnh..." His legs, over her shoulders, moved nervously at the smooth touch against him.
She pulled off entirely, still moving her finger, and enjoying the whimper that came from him as the too cold air hit his flesh. "Yes Ryuuza-kun?" She purred. "Did you want me to stop?"
"N-no." He whined, "pleas-hnng-"
With his words, she grinned and quickly sank down. When he was whimpering again, she slipped her finger in, quickly followed by another.
A full throated cry escaped L, and he came, arching his back off the sofa.
Misa pulled back, coughing, and spat into a tissue she fished out from under the lube with her free hand.
She watched as the other slumped, panting, and used the opportunity to stretch him out further.
He was relaxed enough, she judged, slicking the toy she had with extra lube and checking to see it couldn't tug free of its harness.
She stood up, slipping off her skirt and underwear, before pulling the harness up and into place with a few practiced tugs. The older male was out of it, eyes barely open, and heart beating a mile a minute, pale white skin fluttering with the movement.
"L." Her voice was smoky with power. "Move back."
The dark eyes locked with hers, nothing else existed for him right now, and she knew - knew - that she could get the information that Raito wanted. The lanky legs moved down, scooting him back against the sofa. He didn't speak, still watching her.
"That's it." She soothed. "Did you want me to take my top off?" She pulled it up and off before he could even nod, tossing it down on the floor with her skirt. "Now you have to take yours off."
She grabbed the hem of the plain white shirt, tugging it up until it was caught between the sofa and L's back. He arched away from the cushions, pulling his shoulders away and the wide neck slipped over his head with ease.
Misa suppressed a shudder at the revelation of his chest - the detective didn't have the healthy muscles that Raito did - bones could be seen behind a thin layer of flesh, and combined with the pale skin it was vastly different from Raito.
She knelt between his legs on the cushions, pushing them out to either side of her hips. He didn't argue the position, increasing her certainty that he'd not done this before - no male she knew would so easily accept a woman in charge like this.
She leant forwards to kiss him, using a free hand to make sure she was in place, and as she pulled away from the kiss, she thrust forwards, plastic toy piercing into him.
His reaction was telling, a high pitched keen as the toy - so much wider and longer than even four of her fingers - was pressed to the hilt, and his arm was thrown over his face, hiding his eyes from her.
"Hush now. You wouldn't want anyone to hear us would you?"
His head shook frantically under his arm, and she could see white 'How do they stay so white with all the candy he eats?' teeth biting into his lip. "There's a good boy." She cooed, trying a thrust to make sure that the harness hadn't slipped. The end of the toy pressed against her, and she smiled. This was almost better than his hands already...
The whine came again, and she slipped her hand down to his face, covering his mouth with her palm. "Be quiet Ryuuzaki." His legs are around her hip, sitting loose, and she's leaning over him and she feels powerful. Not as powerful as when she had the eyes, but this is different. She's always been the cute one, but here and now... She thrust again, trying to make sure the spot she'd found with her fingers was being hit.
A few more tries and she knew she had it - L's body bucking around her. And now, this entire endeavour was almost over. She kept the angle, slowly slowly increasing the speed, until she was slamming him against the back of the sofa with each thrust. "That's it, isn't it? So good. You wouldn't believe how you look like this... L." She panted, aroused.
Misa listened, enjoying his muffled cries vibrating against her palm. They were coming more often now - and with a quick look she could see how hard he was. But that wasn't in her plan. Her other hand moved from the back of the sofa, down that disgusting - pale, so pale - chest and he groaned so prettily when she thumbed over his nipple.
She shook her head, this was starting to get to her too. No, she had a plan, she was going to do this. His cock was warm. And damp. And she could just close her fingers around it. "There we go. L." She said, voice cracking. "Ah-" Slowly she moved her hand, up and down, grip loose.
The male tried to thrust up into her hand, but she pressed the toy in as far as it would go, and stopped. A slight change in angle had it up against the spot that made him writhe, and she idly continued to move her hand. "How's that?" She panted out, rocking slightly, and enjoying the movement of the harness. L looked like he was enjoying it too, and she felt the vibrations against her palm again.
"Oh -" She realised, and pulled that hand away, pinching at the detectives nipples again. "So..?"
His hands clenched on the sofa cushions, nails scrabbling before finally catching on the fabric. "pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease!" His words were broken, and she stopped moving her hand, tightening her grip so that he couldn't release. The reaction was instantaneous, a pitiful wail escaped, and his body trembled, on edge.
"Aren't... aren't you going to give me... a name to shout..?" She moaned. "We'll come together... I won't without that..."
Those dark eyes were dazed, staring up at her. "I - it - I"
She moved her hand to the head, running her thumb over the top and he convulsed, almost shaking her from her position. "ohgodohgodpleasemisaplease!"
"Not yet." She leaned forwards kissing him on the cheek, the edge of his mouth. "Soon, soon." She soothed. She could see how close he was. Just a bit more...
Her painted fingernail slipped down the underside of his cock, scratching oh so lightly and he began to babble.
"lawlietllawlietpleasemisapleaseit'slawlietletmecomepleaseohgodplease!" There were tears on his face, and she turned her head enough to trace the track of one from his chin to the corner of his eye with her tongue.
"Lawliet..." She whispered... And began to move her hips again. Three times, and she was on edge, and he was still brokenly repeating his name, interspersed with pleas for leniency. "L Lawliet... come." She moved her hand, feeling the flesh move and he convulsed, tossing his head back and letting out a scream, and she was coming too and it had worked...
...Raito would be so happy...
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