"Seems you and Lawliet are getting close," Armonia said when we got back home the next morning after I woke up with L beside me, again.
"It's one of my plans," I said.
"Oh really?" He hummed.
"It's not going all as I expected, but I'll work with it." I sighed and undressed, then dressed in my more comfortable clothes and wrapped myself up in fleece blankets. I logged onto my laptop, just to check the news real quick, then closed it and picked up a book as I furrowed further into my blankets.
An hour later, my phone beeped, and I picked it up, seeing a text from L telling me to come back and spend the day with him.
So I got out of bed, slip on some shoes, grabbed my bag, and went back to headquarters in my PJ's.
"Looking good." Misa smiled.
"Thanks." I hummed, kicking off my shoes and curling up in a chair, knees to my chest.
"You okay?" She asked.
"Just tired. I'm gonna take a little break before I start phase three. No more than a week or so." My phone beeped again and I looked at it, seeing L telling me to come to his room.
"The world won't fall apart. Hopefully." I sighed, getting up again and going to his room a floor up.
He was still in bed, and I kicked my shoes off again, set down my bag, and crawled back into bed with him. Armonia had enough sense to give me some privacy; he was probably with Ryuk.
L hummed at my presence and wrapped his arms around me, eyes closed.
"You tired?" I asked.
"Bit. It's been about three weeks since last I slept." His forehead met my shoulder. "Also, we were up for most of the night."
"I know. Sleep." I said. I know all too well. L kept us up till almost two a.m. because he wanted to keep kissing me. We kissed until my mouth was sore, and I wasn't sure if I would ever breathe normally again. If I would ever taste anything but his lips and tongue ever again.
In response, L moved my chin towards him and gently met my lip, lightly sucking my bottom lip between his. My stomach fluttered and I simply kissed him back.
It didn't take L long at all to hover over me under the covers, and it also didn't take long for my fingers to get tangled in his hair, pulling myself up but also pulling him down to me.
"Did you want to... um..." L pulled back, and I just blinked up, waiting for him to finish his sentence.
"What?" I asked breathlessly.
"Nietzsche, I want to know... if um. If you would have sex with me." L had a light dust of pink across his cheeks but looked confident as he asked.
My lips parted in surprise. "You want to have sex with me?"
"Shocking, isn't it? I didn't think I'd ever want someone that way..." he looked away for a moment, then back at me. "But I want you. So, do you give me permission?" L blinked a few times and pushed my hair back from my face.
"Um. Yes. Yes. Yeah." I nodded, the arousal now evident in my core taking over me.
L gave a small smile and went back to kissing me, starting to undress both of us, kissing down my skin. He got to my panties and slid them down, then used his fingertips to feel my folds and the wetness between them.
"I've never exactly done this before. I have an idea of what to do, but you're going to have to lead me through it." He said and I nodded.
I held his wrist and brought his hand up, then sucked on his middle and pointer fingers, making him blush. "Feels better when it's wet," I said and lowered his hand back down, guiding his fingers to spread the wetness across me and rub his middle finger between my folds.
He slipped his finger in, and I bit my lip at the feeling as he slid it in to the knuckle.
"That doesn't hurt, does it?" He looked up at me worriedly, and I shook my head, and he began to move his finger in and out of me.
After a little while, I tapped my clit. "Rub it," I instructed, and his finger left me and his fingers began rubbing lightly. "Hard. Like..." I breathed heavily. "Like it's a button on the TV remote that won't work."
"Gotcha." L nodded, and immediately put on the pressure, and my back arched as a hot feeling surged through me. My mouth fell open and I let out this lewd cry, then blushed at myself.
"Guess that really does work. Can I put it in you now?" L asked and I nodded furiously.
He rolled on a condom and parted my legs a little further, making sure I was comfortable, then started to sink in.
I bit the back of my hand and squeezed my eyes shut tight at the stretch I felt. My thighs and core were burning hot, and my thighs were almost feeling numb.
"Are you... does it hurt?" He asked and I shook my head, bringing him down for a kiss.
"Please, please move. Please. I need you." I begged, and he began to thrust, drawing a moan and his name out of me.
"Fuck... Lawliet!" I cried as he moved quickly.
"I'm afraid I won't last long. I'm sorry." L panted, thrusting harder, now working hard on my clit. "Can I know your name? I want to know your real name."
"Na- Natalie." I panted without even thinking.
"Natalie." Lawliet sighed, and turned me onto my side, hitching my right leg up, pounding into me.
As he worked hard on my clit, I felt my thighs shaking uncontrollably and I tensed. L came into the condom, slowing himself, and pulled out, but kept working his hand.
"Natalie, come for me." He breathed in a lust-filled voice, and I cried out his name, feeling hotness pour out of my core.
L removed his hand and I fell onto my back and breathed deeply. He threw away the condom and his fingers came to me, wiping up the milky white fluid seeping from my hole.
"The condom wasn't busted..." He hummed, and I gave a breathless chuckle.
"That's my come, L," I said and he nodded and grabbed a tissue, cleaning his hand and me.
"So you did come? I'm glad." He smiled as he lied beside me, pressing a kiss to my head. "I'd feel awful if you didn't."
"The clit is a magical thing." I sighed sleepily.
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Nietzsche (L Lawliet)
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