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Here are some 100 word-drabbles about L/Light of Death Note. The themes came from centi_porn and I'll post these sometime mucho soon :D
Writting porn in under 100 words in harder that it looks.
Title: Surprise Attack
Fandom: Death Note
Pairing: L/Light
Rating: NC-17 (maybe a hard R)
Warnings: smut
Theme Set/Theme: Theme I/Hand
07. Hand
L’s smile was sweet and adorable but his unblinking eyes told Light that he has slightly less innocent things in mind when L unzipped Light’s pants and slipped his hand inside. Light tensed when the fingers wrapped around his cock, slowly easing it through the slit of his boxers and pasted the fly of his jeans. L’s eyes stayed on Light’s face, watching his eyes close, his teeth scrap across his lower lip, his brows furrow in strain as L slowly pumped Light’s cock so that it was hard and aching in his hand.
“I’m gonna come.”
L purred, waiting.
Title: All's fair in love and war
Fandom: Death Note
Pairing: L/Light
Rating: R
Warnings: implied smut
Theme Set/Theme: Theme II/compromise
08. Compromise
“Did you just lick me?”
L purred from his seat, looking innocent but smug.
Light frowned, wiping the wetness on his face away with his sleeve.
“Why?
A shrug. Like it was totally normal to lick food of someone.
“You had cake on you cheek.”
He did it again, so quick that Light didn’t have time to pull back.
“Will you stop that?”
“No.”
“Fine.”
When bound together with a set of handcuffs and a chain every day and night, it was best to throw pride out the window and compromise. If L wanted to lick then Light would suck.
Title: Become
Fandom: Death Note
Pairing: L/Light
Rating: R
Warnings: smut
Theme Set/Theme: Theme I/Blossom
01. Blossom
Light didn’t know how or when it happened but it seemed like over night his relationship with the genius detective had blossomed from an uneasy friendship to something more.
Smooth lips became chapped and swollen from desperate, hungry kisses. Flawless skin became blemished, sensitive, and raw, dotted with small bruises and flushed nail marks. Nights became sleepless and so warm that L turned up air, saying it was uncomfortable to be so sweaty. Their shared bed became messy and the sheets ignored, discarded, as L tore them away from the bed to push Light down onto the mattress every night.
Writting porn in under 100 words in harder that it looks.
Title: Surprise Attack
Fandom: Death Note
Pairing: L/Light
Rating: NC-17 (maybe a hard R)
Warnings: smut
Theme Set/Theme: Theme I/Hand
07. Hand
L’s smile was sweet and adorable but his unblinking eyes told Light that he has slightly less innocent things in mind when L unzipped Light’s pants and slipped his hand inside. Light tensed when the fingers wrapped around his cock, slowly easing it through the slit of his boxers and pasted the fly of his jeans. L’s eyes stayed on Light’s face, watching his eyes close, his teeth scrap across his lower lip, his brows furrow in strain as L slowly pumped Light’s cock so that it was hard and aching in his hand.
“I’m gonna come.”
L purred, waiting.
Title: All's fair in love and war
Fandom: Death Note
Pairing: L/Light
Rating: R
Warnings: implied smut
Theme Set/Theme: Theme II/compromise
08. Compromise
“Did you just lick me?”
L purred from his seat, looking innocent but smug.
Light frowned, wiping the wetness on his face away with his sleeve.
“Why?
A shrug. Like it was totally normal to lick food of someone.
“You had cake on you cheek.”
He did it again, so quick that Light didn’t have time to pull back.
“Will you stop that?”
“No.”
“Fine.”
When bound together with a set of handcuffs and a chain every day and night, it was best to throw pride out the window and compromise. If L wanted to lick then Light would suck.
Title: Become
Fandom: Death Note
Pairing: L/Light
Rating: R
Warnings: smut
Theme Set/Theme: Theme I/Blossom
01. Blossom
Light didn’t know how or when it happened but it seemed like over night his relationship with the genius detective had blossomed from an uneasy friendship to something more.
Smooth lips became chapped and swollen from desperate, hungry kisses. Flawless skin became blemished, sensitive, and raw, dotted with small bruises and flushed nail marks. Nights became sleepless and so warm that L turned up air, saying it was uncomfortable to be so sweaty. Their shared bed became messy and the sheets ignored, discarded, as L tore them away from the bed to push Light down onto the mattress every night.