Lawlight in Chains

Bracelets Of Love (1)

[Based on the novel Gerald's Game by Stephen King]

[AN - I'm so confused by my own notes for this fic, lol]

NSFW/18+

Light and L were driving to a small house in the middle of nowhere. Light drove while L sat with his knees up and feet on the chair, chewing on one thumbnail as always. It was their honeymoon and they'd borrowed a place that Watari owned. L wasn't willing to travel far or stay for long, because he had work to do. He and Light had fought about it, with Light insisting that L deserved some time off, and Light wanted more alone time with his new husband. L accused him of not understanding or taking work seriously enough. Light was very dedicated to their work together, but still wanted some pleasure time. The argument had ended with L's foot in Light's face, again.

L still held it against Light that he'd had to eventually give up the Kira case. He still suspected Light was Kira, but he just couldn't prove it. He still loved him, so here they were now, a married couple.

Light had given up the Death Note, after L asked him out. He'd lost the memories of being Kira too, and it angered and hurt him when L occasionally made a dig at him about it. As far as Light was concerned, he wasn't Kira, he'd never been Kira, and L was just a stubborn asshole.

Both guys tensed as the news on the car radio turned to talk of Kira. L swivelled to face Light and stare at him.

"Stop that!" Light grunted.

He'd never gotten used to L's intense stare. Especially when it was Kira related. Luckily, they arrived and Light could get out from L's scrutiny.

After unpacking and putting approximately 843 large cakes in the kitchen cupboards, they went to the bedroom. L immediately got horny, producing their old "friend," the handcuffs that had connected them during some of the investigation.

"L, why did you bring those? They remind me of feeling like a prisoner."

L shoved his face in Light's face.

"But you were MY prisoner. Doesn't that turn you on?"

"No, not really," Light frowned.

"But Light-kun, we spent all our time together. We're in love, you're supposed to want that."

"Not all the time," Light protested.

L's face fell and Light sighed. Now he'd have to convince the froggy fucker that he didn't mean it as an insult.

He pulled his new husband in for a kiss, hoping to take his mind off the silly squabble. L was right, they were in love and Light didn't want to upset him.

L pushed him down on the bed and locked his wrists into the handcuffs, while still making out. Light pulled his mouth away and tried to wriggle his body, but L quickly chained his wrists to the headboard posts.

"Arggh, L. Let me out!"

L just giggled and shook his head as he pulled Light's shirt and khakis off his body.

"You can't be fucking serious," Light groaned.

L moved off the bed to undress. He fell over as he pulled his boxers shorts down. Light assumed he'd fallen in excitement, but L's body went completely still.

"L? Ryuzaki? What the fuck, get up you bastard!"

L remained deathly still.

"Oh my God... I'm fucked."

The place was isolated as hell, Light was handcuffed to the bed, naked, and L was dead on the floor. He tried yelling for help but was met with silence. He promised himself he wouldn't cry and would find a way out. He realised he was exhausted, after the wedding and the trip. He lay still and fell asleep.

To be continued...

(Light hopes so)