Jen-san gave me a prompt to write/improvise a fic live over an instant messaging service. It took about a half an hour, and I somehow pulled something out of my ass. /sweatdrop.

Prompt: "Control"
Given Themes: Dubcon, Mindfuckery
Given Genre: Drama
Given Pairing: L/Light
Time taken: 30 minutes
Word Count: 311

He didn't know when it happened, exactly, but the change itself was palpable.

It was when L had started to not mind losing.

In the mornings, now, as he washed the alertness back into his face and became inadvertently pulled into the reflection of the mirror, that he realized that he was defiling his namesake.

'Disgusting. Shameless.'

He'd judge himself for a few minutes and then go back to his work. Or at least, put on the pretense of working. He and Kira... They could put on a flawless show. But they both knew it was over—Kira had won the battle and the war.

It was humiliating. Kira didn't seem to have the decency to take his life along with everything else. And what was worse was that he wasn't sure if he minded anymore.

It felt nice... not having anything left to hang onto—the thrill of free falling; it felt nice like the teeth on his hipbones as his self-disgust swirled mutely in his gut; it felt nice as he tried to choke air into his lungs as Kira had his hands wrapped around his jugular.

He felt both guilty and elated in this disservice to mankind—funny, how good the fall from his pedestal felt. He guessed it was his innate impertinence. He'd prove them all wrong, take what he wanted, take no prisoners—let himself be taken for that childish joy of monopolizing God.

He understood too well. Perhaps it was Stockholm syndrome, but he knew, he knew, when he looked into those eyes, that loneliness and desire to hurt. Maybe it was pity, or perhaps his own shamelessness, but he'd indulge God. He had empathy for this divine, terrible creature and that made everything okay, everything excusable. The blood, the bruises, the terror, and the pleasure were acceptable.

Because, standards be damned, even L should be allowed to lose.