A TEMPTATION: A DANCE WITH DEATH

Right Man

I took L's hand slowly, wrapping my arms around his neck to bring our lips together. L brings his hands around my waist, holding me back just a little. His pace Y/N doesn't rush him. L took my body, leading me to the bed before flopping onto the soft moment that we finally had alone together, no one to ruin it. Just us together alone. I was positioned on top of L, our lips still locked. I didn't want to make him uncomfortable, making sure not to put all my weight onto his thin but muscular frame. "Are you sure you want to continue?" I asked, breaking the kiss. Looking down into his charcoal-black eyes, I felt like I was looking into the void that stared back at me. "I'm not forcing you to do this or anything you don't want to do, L," I lilted, never breaking eye contact with his soft, heavy eyes, stressed from days without sleep from the soft bed that held us both together and hugged L beneath my thighs keeping him placed to the bed as he kept his hands placed against my thighs. "I'm in control, okay cherished, and I'm okay with anything we do," L uttered, looking over at the dresser drawer next to us. I have never really watched L unpack, so what he has is a mystery. "Plus, I have everything we could need and more," he winked at me. I couldn't help but let out a small laugh, giggling. "You're prepared? what happened to things being completely professional and nothing else?" I chuckled as L blushed a little. "I may have lied to you that day, but if you want to take things further, check the dresser draw. I promise you won't be disappointed." L moved his hand to the dresser drawer, pulling it open. "Take it as an apology for lying to you," He added as I peeked over the edge into the draw my face turning bright red as I caught a glimpse of many sex toys lined up in neat rows with a couple of boxes of "Her pleasure" condoms as I looked over back at L my face bright red. Still, nothing came out but a roar of laughter. I can't believe he could be so kinky like that, unlike Light, who wanted nothing but my body. L wants to explore and enjoy the moment and not waste it away. "I didn't take you as the kinky type." I turned back to face L as all he did was shrug. "I like to explore new things and test my lover; I would love to test all of them on you if you allow me," L spoke, his voice dripping with lust and a primal urge as I blushed, looking over at the man underneath me his hands moving up and down my thighs, I didn't know what to say all I knew is that my underwear was getting just as hot as my face. "I don't know how to use any of those L." I let out a burst of nervous laughter as I blushed, looking away, keeping my eyes away from L and the drawer full of a night of passion and lust, which, compared to the night I spent with Light, this one feels different. I want to spend the night with Light. I want to kiss him so he can love and be with me, not some criminal obsessed with me, keeping me grounded in the real world. To be loved by someone who wants to love me. "I would be more than happy to show you what each one of these works, and I'll even let you keep some on days I'm not home to do it for you cherished," L's voice sounding different from his normal expressionless tone to his seductive tone echoing through my ears as my face turned bright red. I giggled to myself out of embarrassment as he flipped me on the bed beneath him, now his hands on either side of my head, his lips inches away from mine as I could feel the bludge in his pants pressed against my thighs. The room was dark but not enough not to see each other to be in the moment with one another as the void of a man that towered over me, keeping me trapped under his body where I felt like I belonged under him, not under Light I never want to think about that night ever again. Still, for some reason, it's always in my mind stuck to relive that moment each time I glance over at Light, forced to see that night replay repeatedly. I didn't want to sleep with Light, but I did it for L. "So, which one do you want to start with?" L asked, straddling my legs and leaning over to check the drawer, seeing all the toys. "Since you're new to all this, let's try the Slik scarf. It's innocent enough-ish," L teased, looking me in the eyes as he handed it over. I traced my hands over the gentle fabric, feeling the softness between my fingers. L smiled at me, taking the scarf from my hands. "Put your hands above your head," L demanded as I did so, feeling the scarf wrapped around me and tying my hands together, which were stuck above my head. "Are you okay with this?" L asked once again as I slowly nodded, embarrassed from what I had gotten myself into. Seconds away from sleeping with L, the man technically my boss, I was underneath him and demanded to find Kria and solve this case. He pressed his lips against mine, feeling the warmth of his mouth, the passion that brought us together in the first place, that simple kiss, that simple dance; this isn't a simple mistake or a mistake. This night is something I wanted to spend with L, to be with him for once, a man that I wanted. "Just take it easy or rough. I'll love it either way as long as it's you," I muttered as he leaned forward. Our lips locked again, and his hands reached the bottom of my shirt. He pulled it over my head, exposing my skin to the cold air around us. As L moved away from my lips, he stared down at my bra, and his mouth opened slightly. "You're so lovely. Cherish every inch of you is breathtaking." L brought his lips closer to my neck as he slowly nipped, kissing the tender skin. His hands reached around to the back of my bra and,d with a swift motion; he removed my black bra that hugged closer to my body, stripping it from my body and tossing it over on the ground as he stared at my naked chest slowly moving his hands over my bare breast needing them like a cat. I couldn't stop letting out a small moan as the air escaped my lungs. The moment I've been waiting to be in the right man's arms, I am finally here. I couldn't move my hands as they were tied together and above my head. "Come on, don't just leave me the only one without a shirt," I smirked, giggling between the playful moments. "Fine, Cherished," L whispered as he grabbed ahold of the bottom of his white shirt, pulling it over his head and tossing it with the rest of my discarded clothing, seeing his normal pale-ish skin making him seem like the ghost he was. L wasn't a muscular man, but then, nor was Light. I wanted to reach out and touch L's chest to feel him as I could feel the wetness in my mound once again, threatening to leek through my black underwear, matching my bra, hinting at the night. I knew we would have. "Should I continue with your skirt, Cherished?" L's tone started to drip with lust, turning me on more and more with each word that fell out of his mouth. "Please, L, my body aches for you; you have no idea how much I wanted this," I begged, my voice filled to the brim with want as L's hands lowered to my thighs, slipping the skirt down and forcing my legs open as he unbuttoned his pants. "Are you not going to take your's off?" I asked as he looked down and away before glancing back at me. "Not today just...Hard time with my own body, but I want to pleasure you to feel you around me," L declared as he leaned forward, removing my underwear from the problem we seemed to have gotten ourselves into. "It's okay. We agreed at your pace, and I meant it." I told him, reaching up as he undid his boxers, slowly pulling out his manhood. "Just tell me if I start to hurt you, okay?" L asked once again. His face blushed bright red as he entered me; feeling him fill me up completely, I gasped, my back arching as L let out a low moan. "God, you feel so good." He grabbed onto my chest, slowly thrusting inside of me as the bed squeaked a little underneath us, the sound of him pumping inside of me as all I could do was let out moans of my own as he sped up nothing but pure love, not the lust I had to deal with not the moment of anger when I spent the night with Light but now just. Love. With one final moan, we climaxed at the same time, L holding me tightly in his arms.***The sun-soaked my face as L wrapped his hand around me, his head buried into my hair. I turned over, kissing his head, and tried to make my way over to the kitchen with his gentle moans still echoing in my ears. The least I could do after that passionate night was to make him breakfast as I started cooking, grabbing bowls of whatever the hotel room had to offer I had out and ready to use, as well as baking stuff that Watari had brought to us days before or well for me when I get bored. They do need me at the "Office." I heard footsteps behind me as l wrapped his hands around my waist. "Good morning, beautiful. We need to start heading off to the officer because I would love to stick around and cuddle. The Camera feed doesn't watch itself," L said, his voice slightly lower than usual as he had just woken up for the first time in ages. I think he got a good night's rest, and all it took was making him exhausted. I patted his hands with a smile. "We can. After breakfast, I'm making waffles, and you're staying to eat." I looked over at him as I moved the waffle batter into the waffle machine, letting it cook.\ "But I also want to ask and see if I could help you watch the tapes. You could always use another set of eyes," I uttered, looking at him as he kept his hands on my waist. "I guess it would be harmless for you to help with this, but you have to stay safe, and next to me, we aren't playing some little game, Cherish," L said as he spun me back around to finish cooking. "But let's not worry about this now. Let's just focus on the waffles." He kissed my neck, sending chills down my back as I started to dish the waffles out onto plates, handing him one with a hungry expression. L couldn't stop himself as I watched him devour it all with a sly smile. L always had a sweet tooth, but it wasn't long till we finished breakfast, making our way to the honest officer. The night was excellent, and the days from here on out will be perfect as long as L is in my life.