𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐄𝐘𝐄𝐒

六十三 | 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃

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    (Y/N) was taken aback.

She knew that L was inexperienced when it came to love, sex, and a variety of other things regarding intimacy and connection with another person, but she did not expect him to be so good with his tongue. By then, all of her clothes were off and she was draped across the desk with her legs over L's shoulders, her hands gripping the edge while her head tilted backward as she moaned in ecstasy.

His hands explored every inch of her body in a clumsy, almost shy manner, but when it came to his tongue that traveled inside of her, her entire body shook with how good she felt.

She grabbed his hair, forcing his head down.

L grunted.

He could see he was pleasing her.

With that knowledge, his own arousal only grew, eventually leading him to pull away from her and take off his own shirt. He was thin and pale. (Y/N) could faintly see his ribs, but in no way was she put off by this fact. Her attention was entirely focused on the noticeable bulge in his pants that showcased his desires, her eyes then traveling upwards to his flushed face.

She smiled.

"Come here," she motioned for him to move closer, hooking her fingers in the loops of his jeans to pull him in when he was going too slow.

Unbuttoning his pants and sliding them off, (Y/N) brushed her fingers against his length, watching as his entire body twitched from the stimulation. He pressed a hand against the lower part of his face, his breathing growing heavier as she began to stroke him. It wasn't long before he began to whimper when she wrapped her lips around his length, using her tongue to further please him.

    "(Y/N)..." he murmured softly, his fingers threading through her hair as he pushed her to keep going, thrusting his hips even into her face.

    She hummed at the sound of her name, working her tongue over his length and tip.

    L groaned.

    Pushing her up and forcing her back down on the desk with her facing him, one of his hands trembling as he ran it down her sides and settled it just at her hips, his other ran down her clit before inserting two fingers inside of her. Gasping at the sudden friction, especially with how long his fingers were, (Y/N) bit her lip as she struggled to retain control over how good she was feeling.

    L observed her expressions.

    That's what he was.

    An observer.

    While not learned at all in the art of sex or of the female anatomy, he realized quite instantly that for her to feel pleasure, all he needed to do was stimulate the areas which were most sensitive. Abusing her clit and her breasts, he continued watching her face, wanting to see just what it was that made her vulnerable.

    It was intriguing to him.

    He had never seen this side to (Y/N)—for some reason, his heart began to pick up in speed when knowing he was the reason that she looked like this.

    (Y/N) then guided L to press his tip against her hole so he could slowly slide it inside until he was all of the way in. She could feel her muscles tensing at the presence of being filled up entirely, slowly letting out a breath as she tried to adjust to the strange feeling. She then yelped when L pulled back out and then pushed back in suddenly, his hands that were gripping her things tightening.

    "Sorry..." he huffed, his dark hair shading his eyes yet not able to hide just how lust-clouded they were. "You just feel good..."

    (Y/N)'s entire body flushed with heat.

    And when she didn't tell him to stop, L continued at a slow pace, his base desires slowly coming to light as he allowed himself to lose all thought and reason to the way his dick felt inside of her. She was warm, soft—she kept pulling him in so completely that he could feel something slowly starting to build within him.

    He kept thrusting.

    He kept pushing.

    He could feel himself twitching inside of her, and he knew something was coming.

    She seemed to know, too.

    But she didn't mind.

    In fact, she wrapped her legs around him and urged him to keep going.

    His movements became sloppier and more out of tune as he crept closer to his release, (Y/N)'s also not too far away from the way she clamped down on his dick. Finally, both hit their peak, and L collapsed on top of her, exhausted. Her arms came to twine themselves around his neck as she then caressed his hair in a comforting manner, both of their bodies slick from their love-making.

    "L Lawliet," he then whispered into her ear, the sound so low she was sure she missed it.

"What?" (Y/N) pulled back.

"...My real name," L murmured after a moment, handling her as if she were more precious than gold. "Though... I never did hide that fact from you to begin with."

Blinking at him in shock, (Y/N) was sure she was hallucinating or dreaming, having known the detective's real name all along, however feeling that hearing it this time from him was different. And considering how the lower half of her body still throbbed around his dick that he hadn't pulled out, she knew that this were all real.

He... told me.

He... trusts me enough to tell me.

    "Does this mean... you trust me, L?" She then questioned out loud, wanting to hear him inform her of the fact himself.

    "Yes."

    "Do you mean it?"

    "Yes," L answered again without hesitation, sliding out of her yet continuing to stay on top of her, staring down at her with that blank, dark gaze of him that now had something else glimmering in the hues. "I trust you. I wish to know everything about you. I want to possess everything about you. No matter where I go, I only see you. No matter who I'm with, everything still points to you, because you... are everything I desire."

    (Y/N)'s lips parted.

    Now she knew what else was in his eyes.

    It was infatuation.

    And obsession.