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How it works:
* Comment anonymously with a kinkfic request. All requests must contain a character or pairing/threesome/moresome (any combination of guys/girls/shinigami/whatever are OK, crossovers are fine too), and at least one kink. If you need inspiration, check out this huge list of kinks by eliade. ( Read more... )
Over the next few days L might suffer horrible withdrawal symptoms, and perhaps Light takes a liking to casually eating delicious looking cakes around L - L, of course, is not allowed any, no matter what sort of tantrums he might throw.
There doesn't need to be any actual sex for this; I just love the idea of poor L being denied something so simple as his sugar.
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L coughed and spat in alarm after taking a spoonful of the innocuous looking milk and grains.
Watari was there in an instant. "What is it, Ryuuzaki?"
"This!" L sputtered aghast, rudely gestured towards the oatmeal. "What is the meaning of this?!"
It was just plain unsweetened oats without any...
"No sugar, doctor's orders."
L fell out of his chair.
"W-WHAT?!" L stammered in shock from the floor.
"Your test results came back and... If you keep consuming sugar at the rate you do you won't even have to worry about Kira. Your body will shut down. You will die."
No... sugar? Something broke in L's ( ... )
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Just then the taskforce filed in. L forced himself to resume his usual bland expression-he couldn't let his men... and in particular Kira sense weakness and... speak of the devil, Light was here. L paid special attention as his suspect entered his hotel room, chatting sociably with Matsuda, a pink box tucked under his arm...
No. It couldn't be...
The top of the box popped open as Light sat it on the coffee table.
It was.
Today of all days Light brought cake to work.
L had never hated Kira more than he did at this moment...
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Light had made a point not to eat sweets ever since his father took him aside when he was young and had that awkward little Talk about how men were expected to behave. Girls like Sayu like sweets. Boys don ( ... )
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Light noted he had indeed succeeded in capturing L's attention. The detective was watching with his usual accusatory, unblinking gaze but made no move to take the cake...
Light set the fork down, angled in such a manner that it would be within easy reach of a certain sweet-toothed detective and resumed his work.
But now Aizawa was shooting him dirty looks, judging him ( ... )
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Towards the end of pt 1 supposed to say "swallow" instead of "sallow"
And towards the end of pt 3 "before" not "vefore"
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Moar!
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L watched mournfully as Light savored each bite in his mouth...
L would do anything absolutely anything for sugar at the moment... and even if he was falling for Kira's trap and if not well...
Well Kira, you brought this on yourself."Light-kun, a word please ( ... )
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Light was just as surprised. He normally found doing this sort of thing with anyone boring as fuck but he had learned to fake it well enough. But for some reason he didn't have to work too hard on his act right now...
"Light-kun?" L warily released the other, watching his reactions critically. Though it wasn't his intention Light's reaction here would be an ideal opportunity to profile his suspect.
Just think of it in terms of the case. The case was a safe thought... The butterflies that had taken up residence in his stomach most definitely were not. L was admittedly way out of his depth here. He knew how all this interpersonal relationship stuff worked in theory but...
There shouldn't be an issue anyway. Surely the normal reaction after what I just did would be for Light to yell at me, call me a pervert, hit me, and then storm out... Light ( ... )
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No... no, no, no, no! That wouldn't do!
Light was appalled to have entertained the thought-that sort of behavior was the very thing he sought to destroy. Besides, Light Yagami the Chief's son and model citizen would never do something like THAT to his "best friend."
Light was terrified that if he showed him mercy that L would take the opportunity to... turn the tables so to speak. So Light merely paused in his ministrations but kept him pinned to the ground.
L continued to tremble.
"Ryuuzaki? What’s the matter?" Light eyed him critically. "If you didn't want this then why did you-? Are we moving too fast?"
That's right, I started it. L couldn't let Watari know he was after the cake. At all costs ( ... )
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To L's dismay, with a harsh tug from Light the sweater flew away.
Light stared, stunned at the myriad scars that riddled L's body. Some were small nicks, others long cuts, they were faded but everywhere. The most prominent was one on his back carved in the shape of a "13." There was no way that was self-inflicted.
L shrunk under Light's scrutinizing stare.
"See... I'm not pretty..." L hissed. He was about to demand that Light get out when the killer hugged him close.
Wha-?
"Ryuuzaki... what happened?!" For a moment there Light really did sound just like a concerned boyfriend. rather than a psycho killer.
Light is Kira. He's no doubt just fishing for details so that he can find my true name..."This is hardly my first case, Light... And it won't be my last, I assure you ( ... )
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