CHAPTER 3:

no use, this blows

"It's us that made this mess
Why can't you understand?"

Light would very much prefer to describe the rest of the day as relatively normal… but only because he was in denial that his mind was on things that were totally not normal.

Ever since that painfully awkward conversation in the morning...

He was suddenly forced to question his own virginity!

He always dubbed it as no big deal and thought himself beyond such useless activities so why the hell did he suddenly feel like a deprived loser?

There was only L's condescending smirk to blame, although it was Misa's fault for bringing it up in the first place.

For a fleeting moment, he even considered just getting it over with via over-enthusiastic blonde, but then realized there were a lot of things wrong with that.

Firstly, he was not the type to take advantage of people's feelings for him. It was immoral. Secondly, sure Misa was attractive enough but a certain part of his body seemed to have a completely different attraction lately so the chances he wouldn't even get it up were high... and just how embarrassing would that be? He was handcuffed to L for crying out loud so if they did do it, he'd be right there! Watching them... with dark eyes... his finger in his mouth... and oh god. Why was the idea actually starting to sound disturbingly appealing all of a sudden?!

Light quickly acted as if he never thought such a thing.

Instead, he went back to the other pressing issue like when is L going to bring up the piece of knowledge from earlier...?

After that little side comment, I'm sure he's going to tease me about this in some cruel demented L way. I mean, it was all over his face! He was totally enjoying my embarrassment...

However, for some unknown reason to mankind, not a word was said about it from the older man at all, even as the day progressed into evening.

Light's thoughts went darker, deciding the detective was just biding his time while he ruminates a satisfying way to deliver humiliation about Light's virginity.

Yes... it was only a matter of time.

Another burning question had spawned in his mind and it was just as disturbing.

L... are you a virgin?

Light shook his head like a crazy person.

He needed to stop thinking. It was pointless and it wouldn't give him any damn answers.

Don't care, he told himself firmly.

His fists were clenched as he stared blankly at the computer screen in front of him. His perfect posture had been long forgotten. He was slouched forward with his elbows on the table, hands folded in front of his face, looking very much like a beautiful tormented soul right out of a romantic novel. He had been like this for hours…

"Light-kun?"

It was the first time L had addressed him while no one else was around – the other members of task force all outside at the moment enjoying a much needed cigarette break. Matsuda was even with them, prattling about his stupid theories.

"What."

Light slowly lifted his head to meet the dark eyes. Could it be… is this the moment he brings it up?

L pushed a finger between his lips. "This is a particularly quiet version of you."

Light tensed at the simple comment. There it was - sneaky word play! Because what else could 'version' sound like…?

He flipped his hair nonchalantly. "I just don't have the energy to talk," he said coolly, and to emphasize just how tired he was, he dramatically rubbed at the kinks in his neck.

L looked over at him like he was about to say something and Light couldn't help but feel a desperate need to interrupt, change the subject before L could say anything to embarrass him.

"I don't know how you do it," Light said hastily, referring to L's sleeping habits or lack there of.

Said insomniac seemed clueless for a moment before, cocking his head, features suddenly mischievous.

"...I do it sitting down."

Light forced a laugh before deadpanning, "You never do it."

"Contrary to popular belief, I do... whenever I feel the need to."

Light liked this. The conversation was far far away from virginity. He decided to press the subject.

"And don't you like it enough to do it more...? Every night or something." Like a normal person, he added in his mind.

"...I find it tiring."

Light raised an eyebrow now. Okay, how the hell exactly was sleeping anything but that...?

"Then maybe you should try it in bed - lying down - Ryuzaki," Light suggested slowly, wondering only now if sleeping was the actual unsaid topic at hand here. The way he was saying it though...

"Yes, that sounds sensible. It would be satisfying in more ways than one and… it would be a nice experience for me to try right next to Light-kun."

He was pretty sure they were talking about the same thing here, but L was purposely making it weird. He had no idea what the hell to say to that, so he shrugged, a nonverbal whatever.

"Hey guys…"

Ah, Matsuda - in the nick of time to disrupt awkward moments. Light had to give him credit for that.

He smelt of smoke though Light was pretty sure he didn't do cigarettes... but then again, who really knows anything about anyone? He was 100% suspicious about L and Matsuda and their secret activities already. Given, he didn't get a chance that day to properly investigate their exchange about… bitter tastes… spilling everywhere… and whatever. To be perfectly honest, he was purposely not thinking about it because he was not liking the conclusions.

If they do it again - just one more mind boggling implication - I will definitely call them out on it...

"The others already left for the night. Is that okay with you, Ryuzaki?" Matsuda asked, as he placed some paperwork in a nearby filing cabinet.

"That's perfectly fine."

It gave Light immense pleasure to see the dark haired male not paying any attention at all. Instead he had reached for a nearby bowl filled with lollipops, selecting a cherry flavored one. He dangled it by the stick in between two fingers and began to unwrap it.

"Lollipops for dinner, huh?" Light observed. He still felt the need to be part of their conversation…

"Of course," L shoved the lollipop in his mouth happily. "Do you care for one?"

"Not at nine pm - no."

"Matsuda-san then...?" L inquired, turning his gaze to the other man who was standing a couple of feet from him.

"No thanks!"

L tilted his head to the side innocently, eyes trained on Matsuda. "Strange. I didn't expect you to refuse an offer that tastes this good..."

Matsuda couldn't seem to think of anything to say, and just laughed. Light had to raise a questioning eyebrow at how red in the face the other was. Here it was again - Matsuda getting all hot and bothered... and about a damn lollipop? Really.

"However..." L trailed off, giving his lollipop a once over. "I can assure you the sweet mouth watering flavor is well worth the process of continuously applied suction. Even though it only lasts a couple of minutes, it is quite… a pleasant little activity that brings delicious satisfaction."

Immediately after his demented lollipop speech, L poked his pink tongue out, dragging it up one side of the lollipop. A moment later, he let out a deliberate sound of satisfaction, before licking the other side theatrically slow with just as much feelings. After that, the tongue darted out repeatedly in fast licks, until his lips were left colored a bruised looking red.

When he smirked, it looked blood stain.

"Succulent…"

There was a fraction of a silence in the air before –

"– I have to go to the bathroom."

Matsuda blurted it in a borderline girly squeak, and without even waiting for a reply, turned on his foot swiftly. His nervous laughter on the way out gave him the striking resemblance to a bat out of hell.

Ok, now what was that, Light thought as he found himself in the sole company of L after some weird lollipop exchange. It was all too much like the coffee incident and both times had transformed Matsuda into a blushing idiot.

This was the last straw though.

It was confrontation time.

He casually reached out to L's chair, spinning it to face him. Light had his elbows on his knees, and his chin in his hand, completely poker faced. The way they sat directly in front of each other as well as Light's I'm-onto-you pose looked much like a wannabe interrogation scene.

L blinked at him.

"Did you change your mind?" He asked, offering an upside down lollipop towards the feeling-like-a-cop teenager.

"No... but my mind has noticed some changes."

"Do you mind elaborating?"

"Matsuda running to the bathroom like that all red and stuff..." He paused to let the statement sink in, hoping L would get his drift despite his slow subtle approach. "Don't you think it's a little weird?"

"I was not aware there is anything peculiar about going to the bathroom when one feels the urge to use it."

It was said very calmly, and when Light saw L attempt to swivel his chair back to his own little computer corner, he shot his hands out to grip at the handles, stopping him.

"No, it's not about the bathroom," he said it just as calm before switching to a knowing voice, "You both are weird."

"It makes sense if you consider me odd. However, I fail to see how that correlates in any way to Matsuda-san – "

"– it does, because you guys have been acting strange – odd – WEIRD with each other."

Light finally reached the point, and he shrugged his shoulder for nonchalant effect.

"It's impossible for me not to notice, since I'm always around you guys. He goes all red at everything you say to him. What's up with that?"

He took a deep breath, then tried to make his voice as casual as possible as he delivered the burning question.

"...Did something happen between you two?"

...there. He said it. He straight up said it. And it didn't sound as crazy as a jealous lover or anything along those lines. Good job, Light.

Now all he had to do was wait for a reply...

L - who had been staring at Light's hand - slowly dragged his gaze up Light's body before finally meeting his eyes, totally expressionless. Light couldn't help but feel a little unnerved.

"I assume you'd like the truth?"

"Who wants anything else?"

He purposely threw L's words right back at him., and L gave a small sigh.

"It can't be helped then..."

For a moment, L just sat there as if he was thinking it over. Then he was leaning forward in his seat, hand catching onto Light's shoulder and his eyes became wide and mystified, like he was about to indulge a playground friend at recess a deep dark secret.

"He reacts that way because it is normal after two people have involved themselves in sexual relations."

It was said the same way as when L had told Light his identity back at the university, some disturbing excitement behind seemingly empty eyes, and just like that time, Light had the same bugged out reaction.

No way...

Well yes, he had a feeling it was something along those lines but to hear it out loud was totally different! Meant it was real, that it was actually true…!

The statement immediately provided unwanted visual images to scar him for life. He had no idea how to react which just left him sitting there, staring blankly, looking utterly dumbstruck. A bead of sweat dripped down his face. L nudged him.

"Does that answer your question?"

The question was asked quietly in a low tone, and Light the the tell-tale tug of a smirk playing on L's lips, probably at his stunned silence.

Light felt the pale hand that was still clutching his shoulder slide down his arm, and even though he knew L was just removing it, the touch had felt disturbingly hot, just borderline sensual. L moved backed to his seat and their handcuffs rattled, but it wasn't the only thing that was shaken.

Light's mind flung into overdrive as realization finally hit him.

No. He's got to be joking... Yes, that's it... this is just one big joke!

He let out an out of place laugh, leaning back into his seat and crossing his legs, hands gripping the seat handles stiffly.

"Very funny, Ryuzaki."

"You find it amusing then...?"

Light stared.

He's totally serious!? Oh god!

He wanted to kick himself for even asking.

Light struggled to keep it together, but he was finding it hard to keep his shock to a minimum.

"Wait you're telling me this actually happened." He deadpanned, before pointing a finger at L accusingly. "You and Matsuda…"

L nodded, one hand holding the lollipop to his lips, the other busy tapping away at the keyboard - just totally unaffected by the disturbing as hell truth-bomb he had thrown on the other's head.

Light gaped.

"He… he works for you. That's completely perverted!" Light couldn't help but exclaim, voice higher than usual.

"Yes, I am well aware of that, Light-kun, but it was 100% consensual so rude comments are unnecessary," L said in cold mechanical tone.

"But it's obvious he has some sort of feelings for you," he blurted, annoyed at how robotic L was being about the whole thing. "Are you aware of that too, huh? But you still… did those kind of things with him…?"

"I feel the need to point out that those are 'the kind of things' possessing feelings for someone may or may not lead to – "

"– I know that," Light interrupted. "But... I also know that it's definitely one sided... so it's completely different! That's called sexually taking advantage of people."

L shot him an annoyed look now.

"I honestly cannot fathom a reason why you seem to care so much about this matter but to condemn the things I did with Matsuda-san when you do not even know in full detail to what extent it was? It is uncalled for and very unpleasant to hear from you, Light-kun."

Well...

L made it hard for Light NOT to ask what exactly they did, didn't he? Curiosity killed the cat…

Ignoring the first part of the detective's somewhat icy retort, Light switched his gaze to the computer, fingers tapping at the handle of his chair in some sort of fidgety anticipation.

It's none of my damn business, but I can't help asking anyway... If I don't, it'll bug me. I just want to clear the air...

"What… what exactly did you guys…?"

At the question, L immediately stopped typing. The wheels of his chairs skidded along the tiled floor and he was seated in front of Light once more.

He dangled the neglected lollipop between two fingers for a moment.

"You are awfully curious about this topic..." he drawled, before peering up through dark bangs, and their eyes locked. "...is it because you are a virgin?"

The irritation was gone, and L's whole demeanor dripped with twisted amusement as he finished with the cruel jab.

Light wanted to shove the lollipop down the bastard's throat as the expected low blow was finally delivered. Instead, he curled his lips in annoyance at such childish antics of the older man.

"Don't even go there, Ryuzaki…" Light said with a dramatic roll of his eyes to make it look like he wasn't effected at all."That has nothing to do with what you guys did."

As soon as he said it, Light couldn't help but feel he was inadvertently pointing out that it wasn't his business either.

L apparently chose to disregard it just as fast as he brought it up, instead instantly reverting back to the previous question.

"You inquired details of what partook between us? I must tell you I am not particularly fond of voicing out crude actions..." he said slowly, leaning forward, just invading all of Lights personal space as he teetered on the edge of his seat with only his toes curled on the cushion to keep him from falling forward.

"However. I do feel kind enough to satisfy your curiosity."

Light wanted to lurch back at that, in no way did he approve of the notion of L giving him any form of satisfaction –

He struggled to remain in check.

"You do... and how... exactly...?"

"You know what they say, don't you, Light-kun? Actions speak louder than words."

The moment the cryptic statement was slurred, L removed the lollipop from his mouth.

He brought it directly over Light's lap.

One pale hand darted out and landed on Light's thigh, and L was smirking as he dipped his head down and dragged his tongue over the suggestively placed lollipop, sucking it into his mouth.

Light's eyes widened and he suppressed a sound of indignation but only because one part of him actually wanted to see this... this... 'clarification.'

Needless to say, he picked up on the insinuation instantly.

That... that could only mean one thing -

THEY DID BLOWJOBS WITH EACH OTHER WHAT!

It was the only possible conclusion what with the way L had now made a quiet but distinct slurping sound around the lollipop. The whole suggestive and offensive display lasted only a few seconds, then the hand on Light's lap was gone.

By the time Light got himself together, L was fully crouched back into his own seat. He was looking too damn pleased with himself.

Light's face flushed as he realized it was probably because L had noticed how totally breathless and absolutely speechless he had left him.

"I don't know what to say to you..." He finally managed to form words, eyes on the floor. "I mean, I can't believe you, Ryuzaki. That's… that's just I don't even know."

It's sick...! And the way he dropped the hint? It was more crude than flat out saying it! Why the hell does he feel the need to mess me up like this?

"Ah, you understood that then?" L actually teased, as he finally finished his damn lollipop and began chewing on the gum inside of it. "Not as 'innocent' as I thought…"

Light was about to snap at that when the sound of Matsuda's loud hurried footsteps reached his ears, his shoes stepping into Light's line of vision.

"Did I take long?"

He sounded out of breath and looked even more flustered than before. Now what could he have possibly been doing in the bathroom for a good ten minutes or so...?

Suddenly, the little history lesson L had been oh so generous to indulge Light in came rushing back to his mind at the sight of Matsuda. Shit, there was no way he could look this guy in the eye right now! A mental image of rated NC-17 activities featuring the two dark haired males flashed before his eyes and he twitched. Oh, god.

"You took a little longer than usual," L said coolly,"However, it is not too unforgivable considering the fact we are done here for the day."

"Really? Whew, that's good to hear…"

Matsuda sighed in relief, before cracking his back, rubbing at it with a frown. "My back is seriously killing me..."

Right after he said it, he somehow managed to catch Light's gaze, and continued to stare at him, expecting a reply.

Augh, awkward...! Light cringed.

"OH… Matsuda-san…" he started hesitantly, before slanting his eyes in a teasing playful look. "I'm pretty sure you know that a little pain in the back won't lead to an untimely death."

He inwardly grimaced after he said it - tell me why the way I worded that sounds like he took it up the – NO!

L seemed to think this was the most appropriate time to accuse Light of being a crazy serial killer.

"And I'm pretty sure Light-kun knows all about things that lead to perfectly timed deaths…?"

Light's eyes bulged.

KIRA? At this time...? He was just adding fuel to the fire –

"Ah, no – I know what he means, Ryuzaki," Matsuda pipes up quickly, clearly not wanting the two to get into another heated debate.

He rubbed pointedly at his neck with a slight whining sound, to get attention on him and away from a soon to be fight.

Whiny little baby... Light thought, eyes truly narrowed.

His view on the other had totally changed in the last couple of minutes, something along the lines of being just as sick in the head as L for giving into such lawbreaking immoral activities...

"A massage would be perfect right now," Matsuda said thoughtfully, leaning against the table right in the gap that separated the two computers.

I bet it would... Light thought darkly as he caught Matsuda's slightly hopeful gaze land on L. The latter was nibbling at his thumb but when he felt the stare, he returned it with an apprehensive look.

Light blanched as L's features shifted into a slightly interested expression.

Don't tell me he's going to give Matsuda a massage! Right in front of me? After that unsettling confession earlier, ugh – I do NOT want to see that – I have to do something about this!

"I am actually not that bad at that sort of thing – "

L was in the middle of saying before Light abruptly got to his feet, and with lightning speed made a beeline straight towards Matsuda.

"Light-kun?!"

"I'LL DO IT."

His sudden declaration booming with such eagerness was definitely out of place causing looks of confusion and disbelief.

"You'll do what exactly...?" L asked slowly with a hint of amusement in his voice.

"Matsuda-san." Light answered immediately, only realizing a second too late how wrong it sounded.

Matsuda let out a choked laugh and scratched at his head. "W-what are you saying all of a sudden…?"

"A MASSAGE," Light explained loudly, forcing a beautiful smile on his face despite how annoyed he was.

"Oh, wow, Light-kun. That's really generous of you! YAY!"

He sounded extremely happy and touched, maybe eternally grateful as well but Light couldn't help but notice there was no trace of red cheeks on the man's face at all. It's clear then, I get no reaction out of him. He really must have 'feelings' for L then... obsessive idol worship or some twisted fantasy.

"Don't mention it," Light said tightly.

They exchanged a moment of awkward looks as they tried to think of how they were going to do the massage, Matsuda finally settling on putting both hands on the table, his back turned to the other.

Light resisted the urge to shove his foot up Matsuda's ass…

This was all his fault in the first place. If he hadn't been so painfully obvious, Light would never have noticed and pried for details.

He shook out his fingers with more force than necessary, before casting a glance to see L's reaction. He's done things with Matsuda and he never denied the feelings part… so is it possible he likes him too? For some reason that thought bothered the living hell out of Light but if he did like him, then maybe... this massage? Would it make him jealous -

...L was obsessively licking at a second lollipop, not giving them the time of day at all.

Light wanted to face palm.

Fail… he had seriously ended up volunteering to give this idiot a backrub for absolutely no good reason. God, how messed up were things around here going to get in one night...?

He finally took a step towards Matsuda and robotically placed his hands on the other's shoulders, beginning the massage as unemotional and detached as possible.

Matsuda instantly relaxed against his touch.

"Ooooh, nice…"

"Is it."

He could only hope Matsuda wasn't going to be all vocal about this -

"That feels great, Light-kun!"

…apparently he was.

A few seconds of indecent sounds of pleasure from the oblivious cop, they had finally managed to catch the detective's attention.

"By the sounds you are making. I am suddenly a bit curious. Are Light-kun's massage skills up to par...?"

The statement – it was purposely indirect and that was annoying. What was the point? Just to make Light feel what - the distance between?! How close L and Matsuda were as to oppose to them two… Wait, where did this competitive aura suddenly come from?

He squeezed unnecessarily hard causing Matsuda to cringe a little.

"Yeah... well it is Light-kun. He's good at everything."

Light was quite sure his half-assed massage probably didn't feel any different than raindrops falling onto one's shoulder...

"Hm, is that so? I confess I was under the impression Light-kun is rather inexperienced in giving out physical pleasure – "

"And I suppose you'd know all about that wouldn't you, Ryuzaki?" Light hissed, making his presence known.

He abruptly stopped the massage and took a step towards the crouching one.

L just gives him an innocent look and doesn't answer. Instead, he licks at his lollipop much in the same way he did when he had it hovering over Light's lap.

Light honestly didn't expect for his body to freeze with fiery heat at the familiar suggestive sight.

"Err Light-kun…Ryuzaki? Everything okay? I mean," Matsuda spoke up timidly, obviously sensing the tension.

He bit his lip, frowning. "Is something up with you guys again...?"

L looked positively delighted at the question, both males in the room eyes on him.

He took a deliberately slow lick all around his lollipop. It was impossible not to take the action as anything but suggestive.

"You would have to ask Light-kun that…"

He said before promptly shoving the lollipop in and out and sucking… noisily.

What is wrong with him –

– but Light could feel his body heating up, liking the image of L doing something like that. Even when he acknowledged how perverse it was, he still couldn't look away. Shit. He could have sworn the spontaneous L-induced boner in the shower was a one time thing but from the way things were going -

"…if something is up?" L finished calmly, removing the candy from his mouth with an indecent 'pop' sound.

Oh god… Light thought in horror. But only because something really was 'up' –

Have I lost every ounce of control on my damn hormones? This is the second time I'm reacting like this because of L - what the - AM I SUDDENLY SO DEPRAVED?!

Hell, it didn't help that he couldn't even remember the last time he got hard by anyone else...

"Light-kun?" Matsuda inquired hesitantly.

Light had to force himself to find his voice. "Don't worry about it... absolutely nothing is up."

"I think I'll go then… it's late anyways… Besides, I'm sure you guys will work things out better if I'm not around." Matsuda said, concern etched onto his features.

Light barely heard him speaking or leave the building after that. He was still rooted to the spot, motor skills just totally failing him.

He hadn't been able to tear his eyes away from L who had opted to remain silent, and had went back to his lollipop. He had managed to fit most of the candy and its damn stick into his mouth, before choking on it and spluttering a little. Light should have inwardly celebrated at the pathetic sight. But in a second, a slight trail of saliva had dripped past his panting mouth. It didn't help that since he had been sucking on the mystery flavored one which was white, the trail down his lips just looked entirely like something else.

Lights swallowed uncomfortably as L wiped at his mouth with his sleeve before licking his lips and meeting the amber gaze with knowing dark eyes.

Fuck, I'm hard.

Light felt the last of his cool shatter into pieces.

This was embarrassing and if he just stood there, his boner was going to do the same.

"Bathroom!" Light growled, one hand in front of his slacks, in what he could only hope looked inconspicuous. L was smirking so it most likely was not. He probably knew all about it by now. Had for some sick reason, planned this...

"NOW."

Despite Light's loud scary tone, L continued to happily lick at his lollipop.

Light let out a frustrated groan and without waiting for an answer anymore, all but violently tugged at the handcuff. L was jerked to his feet abruptly, forced to follow, the oral fixation finally dropping out of his mouth.

By the time they reached the bathroom, Light was pretty sure he was going to start hyperventilating.

It had to be some sort of highest level of cruelty that he hadn't even fully lost his damn hard-on despite the absolute mortification he was feeling. That just made things worst – it meant he had really gotten THAT worked up, that hard. The kind that would be impossible to ignore meaning he might actually have to deal with it...

It didn't help that L had stepped inside the bathroom with him, and had casually shut the door as if it was normal for them to be in the toilet together when one was so obviously in need to get off.

"Excuse me, but why the hell did you go in with me?" Light demanded instantly.

"What happened was -" L raised a finger. "At the speed you were going, I was practically dragged along with no choice but to follow."

"Don't give me that." Light hissed, noticing how the other chose to disregard the fact he had closed the damn door.

Damn it, it was too much... his emotions were all over the place right now and nothing was going away.

He decided to direct his agitation on L, voice going all cynical.

"What is it really, Ryuzaki? Come one tell me, do you just want to watch me do this too?!"

"There's no need to sound so unfamiliar to the idea. I've watched you do everything else… in fact, judging by your actions in the past to get my attention, one may even think you enjoy it." L was mimicking the display of animosity.

"Oh, so that's what you think?" Light spat. "Aha, NO. That's not true at all and I don't like your stupid attention." He said it in a mock-calm tone before jerking his head to the door, pointing at it with a dramatic finger wave. "So why don't you just get out?"

L looked didn't look phased. "By all means, I have every intention to give you the necessary privacy if you have plans to take care of it," he said plainly, taking a step towards the door but then stopping.

He fixed Light with a thoughtful look of innocence, "Before I go however... there is one thing I cannot resist asking."

"What now?" Light hissed in vain and in need to a somewhat desperate level now.

L took a step back toward him, Light's eyes only slightly bulging when he felt the other's hand actually land on his shoulder.

Does he seriously think its the best idea ever to even touch me right now...?!

"...I only wanted to know what caused such a reaction from you."

Light gaped in disbelief.

Oh yes, he only wanted to know what caused Light to get a raging hard on.

"What do you think?"

He shrugged the hand that he now dubbed condescending off his shoulder, eyes filled with contempt.

"Seeing as males are prone to get aroused by visual stimulation, I can only assume it was someone in the room at the time… though there is the possibility that your thoughts just happened to delve into particularly perverse territory, which is quite unlike you I might add." L pondered as if this was a casual matter one discussed every day.

Light just stared, at a complete loss of what to say and not trusting himself not throw obscenities at the insufferable dark haired male.

"Tell me… " L said suddenly after his little monologue.

He seemed to choose that moment to abruptly invade the teen's personal space, bringing their faces close, their bodies just flushed against each other. His voice dropped to a whisper...

"Was it because of Matsuda-san?"

Light fumed at the very thought because L KNEW damn well that wasn't it. He was sadistically mocking him!

"Should I take your silence as a yes...?"

"Just shut upppppp, Ryuzaki...!"

He was going for an intimidating war-cry but it just came out as a desperate sounding whine.

The stupid interview about his male organs traitorous reaction was uncomfortable, and L's body so close against his at the moment was just making it worst. He tried to inconspicuously move back but it just caused his semi to slide against a bony hip, the rubbing caused friction underneath his jeans and he was getting hard all over again...

What the fuck, Light groaned inwardly.

"… I see," L smirked, still close, and he probably felt that.

"To be honest, I had no idea giving Matsuda a back rub would result in that kind of bodily condition from you. I admit I'm surprised despite the fact that I suppose I should have pieced it together with how inquisitive and jealous you were about our past relationship..."

Light stared.

Did he just call me... jealous? DO NOT WANT.

Feeling a rather angry burst of feelings seize his already out of whack with stupid hormones body, Light found the strength to all but shove L off him, successfully gaining his personal space back.

He glared daggers down at the other who - besides swaying slightly and shoving a finger in between his lips, looked totally unperturbed by the move.

"You do not have to resort to such hostile physical retaliation, Light-kun."

Light felt a wave of relief wash over him, that what with his burst of anger, his 2nd a half L!boner was pretty much withering away.

Now to get this bastard in check…

He could care less at the moment if this might be bad for his image being Kira suspect and all. He was frustrated and tired, and... maybe mostly just frustrated.

He grabbed L by the collar, not too roughly but just hard enough to show he was not taking this kind of shit at the moment.

"Don't fuck with me, L."

They were having intense eye contact, and Light made sure to use the dectective's real name to get his seriousness through.

"What makes you think I would do that with you...?"

"That's NOT what I mean."

"Oh, so you do want me to f - "

"Damn it, stop this already!"

He released his grip on the other, finally realizing that this kind of lashing out in anger was probably already noted to be used against him.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.

"Listen, I'm not going to tell you what caused it because you shouldn't even care so much in the first place. But I can tell you... in no fucking way, was it because of your ex-lover."

He didn't mean to spit the last part out so derisively… or maybe he did. He still couldn't get over the fact that they… no, never think about that again! Forget about that!

"If you do not wish to share it with me, that is understandable."

He hadn't even denied the lover part...

There was a few moments of heavy silence after that – Light had taken to leaning against the bathroom wall, wondering what the hell to do now. They were still in the bathroom and neither had made a move to leave... L was crouched on the floor against the counter across from Light, looking perplexed as well.

Light was counting to 20 in his head, wishing this was all some bad dream, and he wouldn't ever have to acknowledge such an embarrassing situation ever occurred.

"I cannot help but feel the need to alleviate this uncomfortable tension between us…" L said at last, more to himself.

Light threw him a skeptical look. "And what the hell exactly do you mean by that?"

"It would be logical to assess that the mention of my past sexual activities has entered your mind, hence rousing unwanted perverse thoughts as to what could have happened, therefore creating some form of sexual tension. Your reaction serves as additional affirmation to this assessment - "

"- there is absolutely NO sexual tension, Ryuzaki." He interrupted, but even said in a firm rigid tone, his whole body was radiating exactly that. He was sweating, jaw clenched, and his fists curled tightly at his sides.

L peered up at Light through uneven black bangs. "...even the best liars cannot deceive themselves."

Light wanted to roll his eyes because seriously - was that another Kira accusation right now...?

Instead, he cast the most defiant look he can muster and decided once again on cynical mocking tones, his go-to when backed into a corner of a losing battle.

"If that was the case and there is tension between us... why even bring it up? I mean, does it matter? Like what exactly could you possibly do to 'alleviate' it...?"

L didn't skip a beat.

"I considered the methods to be taken blatantly obvious… " he paused and his smile grew wild. "But then again you are a virgin."

Lights face was turned crimson in an instant. The embarrassment was there, each and every time that stupid little fact of life was mentioned.

Crossing his arms, and making a scoffing sound, he threw his head to the side in a dramatic fashion as if he couldn't bear to look at L anymore because what he said was just so stupid.

"That's getting old." He seethed between clenched teeth.

"Yes... and so is Light-kun…"

"Would just cut that out, Ryuzaki - it's so immature! I mean, can't you see that's a low blow? Even for you."

L paused at the outburst then his amusement was gone from his voice when he spoke next, "…Yes, I realize that. My immaturity is no secret, but it does not excuse the fact I owe you an apology. Hence, my previous offer to conciliate your predicament - by indulging you in a favor. . ."

Light narrowed his eyes now at the implication.

He was about to demand an explanation and an end to this stupid encounter when he felt a hand grab at his zipper.

Shock would be an understatement.

Panicked hazel eyes widened, jaw dropping in disbelief, as he watched L crawl forward in the past couple of seconds and was now on his knees, eye level with Light's groin and his fingers at his waistband.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Light exclaimed, as he grabbed at L's offending hand, steadying it from doing anything.

"In this position, Light-kun…" The dark eyes looked up at him. "…what else could I possibly be thinking of doing?"

Light shook his head violently, his fingers gripping L's hand tighter and he could feel sweat against their skin.

There's no way he's saying what I think he's saying...

"You're going to…" Light trailed off, not wanting to say it out loud, though he could not deny his body was reacting to such an inappropriate idea in an entirely different way than his mind.

L didn't say anything and pulled at his zipper.

"No!" Light couldn't resist yelping out the panicked cry.

Okay okay okay, get a grip Light oh my god get a grip...! But wait - is he seriously offering to... right now... JUST LIKE THAT?!

"No...?" L echoed, fingers stilling for the moment.

"This... this isn't something we should even think about doing!" Light hissed, but he made no move to push the other away. "Get away from there... don't... I mean - just no, Ryuzaki..."

When he was done rambling like a blushing virgin, Light mentally smacked himself.

L looked like he was about to remove his hand for a second, before doing the complete opposite. Light was caught off guard as he felt L's palm press up right against his clothed semi, before feeling the hand drag down slowly in one mindblowingly stimulating move. He felt the slender fingers cup him tentatively, and his reaction was one hot mess. He involuntarily bucked his hips as his eyes squeezed shut, breath hitching as the familiar heat of arousal pooled in his stomach.

"You shouldn't...!" He gasped, using all his willpower not to lean into the tempting touch of the older man.

"There's no reason I should..." L's voice was low as he gave an experimental stroke, lazily almost as he went on, face dangerously close to his hands activities. "But can you think of a reason I shouldn't...?"

There are a million reasons, Lights brain screamed.

The physical touch had thrown him off, replaced his senses with sick pleasure. His mind was in haywire because he knew it - this was crossing the line. And between what exactly...? Moral and immoral? Gay and straight? Genius and insanity? Lovers and friends? Whatever it was, he knew once he went over it, there was no going back.

The handcuffs clinked as his hand darted forward, clamping down on the bony shoulder as if the move would provide him with control of the situation. He looked down, eyes half lidded and heart hammering in his chest.

"If I agree… accepting this form of alleviation method..." He panted. "Will you consider it taking advantage of you? Will you use it against me?" He ignored the fact he wasn't saying no anymore but only because he had ran out of ways to say stop without sounding pathetic and he was not trying to be called a true virgin like loser another time that night. Besides... who the hell could say no to L and this once in a lifetime offer?!

L cocked his head to the side thoughtfully, fingers stilling once again, but still around Light.

"No… Kira would want to be in complete control at every given moment. Denying me this would exude to the fact you abhor submission and that could be possible evidence to support that theory."

It was ridiculous, just made absolutely no sense, but most importantly... it was an excuse.

Justification for inexcusable actions…

Light wanted to be excused.

He'd take it...

"You make it hard for me to say no..."

It was unintentional, but his voice came out raw with desire, sultry and suggestive. He shuddered at the sadistically excited dark eyes that bore into his own.

Was this how he got Matsuda to do these kinds of things...?

A pang of jealousy stabbed him as soon as the wild thought appeared. His fingers dug into L's shoulders, and he wasn't sure why.

"Then perhaps I will just make it easy for you to say yes." L purred it, deftly unbuttoning Light's jeans then unzipping them.

Light watched in slow motion, mouth hanging open with heated anticipation, God he was actually really hard now, just by the idea that L presented to him, just by the feel of L's fingers on his body…

Am I seriously going through with this…? Just what am I getting myself into?

His gaze dropped to L's parted lips and he tried not to think about how the said mouth could be a very fitting answer to his previous question.

L's tongue licked at his lips and when Light's eyes followed the movement, he couldn't resist thinking it was the hottest thing ever. His teenage hormones were in full blast now; he was beyond turned on.

L abruptly pulled down his briefs, freeing his erection. Light choked on a gasp as he felt the slightest ghost of L's hot breath against him with nothing in between. L's dark eyes were gazing at him curiously and Light sunk teeth into his bottom lip as his cheeks positively burned. He wasn't used to someone else looking at this part of him.

B-but the way he's looking at it with his face so close... ugh, L.. he's just making me even harder…

L reached out without warning and the sudden skin to skin feel of cold fingers on Light's naked erection was too much. L squeezed him, and Light moaned, a breathless whine, that sounded loud and wanton. His cheeks flushed darker as he realized his behavior right now could only be described as a horny and panting for it.

"…I hope you can tell me now... "

L pumped him once.

"Was this what you were thinking about earlier?"

His tone was smooth and low and Light couldn't help but deem it as sexy, especially while his fingers were wrapped around his cock, stroking from base to tip.

"Y-you're not doing anything yet... so - not exactly," Light said finding it hard to talk and even harder to deny that he didn't want this.

His eyes took in the sight of this new thrilling and enticing version of L. Kneeling... in between Light's legs... with his hand moving up and down... All previous apprehension and nerves (maybe his sanity too) left Light completely and were replaced with desire driven pleasure craving lust...

- the heat of the moment.

Light didn't like to think he was easily corrupted by such offensive acts until L chuckled low and turned his head. He licked up the length of Light's cock tantalizingly slow, tongue pressed fully against the underside. L's hot breath drew out ragged pants and the erotic trail of his saliva left Light's cock wet and begging for more. If Light didn't want to before, now he did. He wanted to be corrupted.

"That then...?" L stopped to ask.

Light nodded unsteadily, body still reeling at the pleasure from a simple teasing lick.

"Mmm..." L mused. "I knew your mind thrives on twisted thoughts much like K - "

"- this was your idea, Ryuzaki! So just... don't say anything!" Light cried out, as he realized L was really planning to talk during this. He could do without the commentary... it was embarrassing enough as it was and he was so hard, damn it.

"I wonder if you taste as good your lies..." L's voice dropped to a whisper, as he brought attention back to the hardness in front of him hungrily, but did nothing to get the blowjob started.

Light felt any self-control just disappear.

He leaned down, knees shaking. Involving Kira again... L just had no limits! To mentally screw with people was one thing, but to do it while sexually messing with them at the same time? It pissed him off.

"Here's an idea..." Light whispered hotly. "Why don't you stop wondering and just put it in your mouth…?"

Despite Light's demanding tone, L didn't reply right away, instead he motioned for Light to move into a sitting position against the floor. When they made eye contact, Light was taken aback at how the dark eyes looked more alive than he had ever seen them. His face had a slight pink flush to it, the sweat sliding past his cheek only adding sex appeal to this suddenly alluring version of L. There was no denying it now - fuck yeah he was attracted to L, in more ways than one.

"And if I don't...?" L asked as he grabbed at Light again from their new position on the floor, L on his knees now, face hovering above the other's lap. Light could feel the cold tile wall against his back as well as the floor, but his body was on fire as L jacked Light off in a steady rhythm, fisting him with slender fingers to give just the right amount of pleasurable friction, as he watched his every reaction.

"If you stop now, it'd be cruel…" He gasped out, somehow still managing to maintain eye contact. "…unforgivable."

He let out a series of harsh pants afterward as L's hand around him squeezed, thumb brushing against the slit of his cock, smearing precum down his shaft. Light shuddered at the intense sensual feeling of the erotic movement. Even though the liquid felt sticky against him, it was disturbingly arousing and with L's hot touch felt good as hell, and Light was just so fucking hard now...

"...even if I continue, this sort of thing between you and I cannot be forgiven…"

He barely heard it because L had uttered it right before bringing his head forward and finally closing his lips around Light.

In seconds, he was overwhelmed by the mindblowing heat of L's mouth - wet, hot, and he was just taking Light even further inside of it. The immense pleasure as L began to really suck him off had him squeezing his eyes shut, his hands clawing at the bathroom tiles.

"Ryuzaki...!"

Author's Note:

...why am I evil and didn't finish the blowjob scene...? Because my brain has exploded, writing this chapter... it was hell. things got ooc the moment i decided to make everyone blow each other hahahahahaha. i can't even write in what L's thinking... so he just comes off as a big bad but sexy creeper with oral fixations, my gawd. sigh... let's just say he's manipulative with ~feelings~...

side note: thank you kind followers and even kinder favers! you guys sure know how to make a loser with no life dementedly happy :") oh yes, and to those that reviewed.. i love you!

yes... please review if you have that kind of time! hooooooope i didn't disappoint anyone D: