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true-love-1997 · 2 years ago

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꧁The Nature of Kira꧂

Summary: You and Watari are the only people L trusts. Tonight you and L have a conversation discussing who Kira is and help move the investigation forward.

Notes: I do not own Death Note or any of its characters, this is for non-profit fan work solely made for entertainment. All rights go to Tsugumi Ohba, Takeshi Obata, and other respective owners.

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“Good evening, L. How was your day?” (Y/n) asks.

“Good. I have come across a clue from the Kira case today— a scrap of newspaper, that may help in solving the case. I am confident that I’m on the right track. How was your day?” L replies.

“Wow! That’s great news. If you don’t mind sharing more details, I’d like to hear about it. I’ve been doing alright; it was a busy day at the Task Force HQ.”

“Certainly! So, what I’ve noticed is that there is a pattern in Kira’s murders— he kills very specific kinds of individuals who, to ordinary eyes, appear to be completely unconnected among themselves. This pattern suggests that Kira has a particular agenda, and a motive for doing what he’s doing. My current theory is that Kira is a sort of “vigilante killer,” who is targeting specific types of people and killing them in a very symbolic way. What do you think of that theory, (Y/n)? Does it make sense?”

(Y/n) gives this a lot of thought and reads through Kira’s killing record once more. “I think...you’re right. It’s quite impressive, how you notice these things.”

“I’m glad you agree. Now that we have established the pattern of the killings, we can start trying to decipher Kira’s “message”— the thing he’s trying to stand for, in his twisted way. So, if you had to guess, what would you say is the main message Kira is trying to spread through these murders?”

(Y/n) gives this thought before responding and she manages to say,

“Based on his victims and messages, I think he is trying to declare himself to be like some kind of god and he’s trying to create a utopia he can rule over by controlling people with fear...fear of his ability to kill telepathically.”

L thinks for a few moments and responds, “Hmm, so basically, Kira wants to create a “new world” that is shaped according to his twisted vision, and he views himself as a “god” who can “judge” who deserves to live and who doesn’t. The message he’s trying to spread is “obey me or die.” This is definitely worth exploring further. With that said, do you think that Kira is working alone, or is he part of some organized group?”

“If I were to guess, I get the feeling he is working alone...if he is not alone, however, he might have a sort of person in on it with him in his goal but this person...or supernatural being may not be completely on his side.”

“Good guess. It would make sense that Kira has at least one accomplice who shares his beliefs, but if he did, they would most certainly have different agendas and motives. After all, Kira is essentially a serial killer with a supernatural ability, whereas his accomplice would be an “ideological partner” who may have different ideas about how to fulfill their shared goal. Based on what we know about the case so far, do you think there is anyone who fits that description?”

“Well...unfortunately there are many potential people who could be his accomplice, but some things that could narrow it down is no ordinary person could be the one because something supernatural is involved. It is most likely a being from another world...perhaps a “Shinigami?” In one of Kira’s victims, there was such an individual who was forced to leave a dying message mentioning “Shinigami.” I do not believe that to be random, it must mean something.”

“Good thinking!” L says and he continues, “The Shinigami are supernatural beings with the power to cause death, so if Kira is working with one of them, it would explain why there is a supernatural element to his murders. But if that’s the case, what do you think their relationship like? Would the Shinigami be willing and active participant in Kira’s killing spree, or would they be more of a reluctant accomplice?”

“This Shinigami might be...indifferent. That’s the feeling I get.”

“Hmm, so kind of just a “tool” to Kira, you say? That certainly makes sense. In fact, if you don’t mind speculating further, do you think Kira made some sort of “deal” with the Shinigami in order to gain his supernatural power, possibly in exchange for killing certain people? If so, what do you think the details of that deal might be?”

“A deal is certainly possible, after all Kira’s power most likely came from a Shinigami...I don’t know what Kira could have traded for the ability to kill...If I had to choose something, maybe it was his soul?”

“That’s an interesting theory. So, you think Kira may have sold his soul in order to gain the power of the Shinigami, and now he’s using his unnatural abilities to try and “create a new world” in his twisted image...I certainly think it’s possible that those could be the terms of their deal. If that’s true, the question is, does the Shinigami care or not if Kira succeeds in his twisted mission, or is it simply an observer who is indifferent to the outcome?”

“Thank you for taking it into consideration.” (Y/n) thinks a little bit before responding. “I think the Shinigami is probably an observer who is indifferent to the outcome...what makes me think this is the Shinigami could do so much more to help Kira...like kill all of us right now as we speak. Yet, he’s leaving it to Kira to take care of us which makes me think this Shinigami...He or she is not completely on Kira’s side.”

“That’s a good point. If Kira and the Shinigami have a partnership of some sort, it’s interesting that the Shinigami doesn’t seem to be taking much of an active role in helping him. That raises some new questions: what is the Shinigami’s ultimate goal? Is it simply to cause chaos and destruction, or is it more than that? If the Shinigami is truly indifferent to the outcome of Kira’s plans, then its motives may be more mysterious and inscrutable than we can currently imagine...”

There were a few moments of silence before (y/n) says, “I believe so.”

“So, what’s your ultimate theory now, (y/n)? Do you still think that Kira is more likely trying to send a message with his killings than he is just simply trying to satisfy a “god complex?” What is it that you imagine he is trying to say? Do you think he’s just trying to spread fear and anarchy, or do you think it’s more organized and coherent motive behind his killing? Is it about “creating a new world” for the human race, or is it solely about Kira’s personal desire to be the god of a world shaped in his twisted image?

“I think it’s both...the “new world” for the human race and to feed his god complex...I think in Kira’s mind it is a combination. However, he is more concerned about protecting his status than he is about serving justice. What do you think, L?”

L had taken his tea cup to his lips and finished swallowing a small amount of his drink. He puts it back down on the plate in the table before him and says, “That makes sense, I certainly agree that he’s motivated by both of those things. But if he were to succeed in creating his twisted new world, what would that look like? Can you imagine what kind of world Kira is striving to create? Is it a world he rules as an ultimate authority figure? Is it a world where people are free to do as they please without rules and morality to restrain them? Or is it a world where people are simply meant to serve him, and do as he says without question?”

(Y/n) sensed he must already know the answer to this question but she respected how he wanted to hear how she would put it. She looked the other way for a moment, holding her chin, staring at the patterns of the curtains hanging from the drapery hooks...

“I think...most likely...he wants people to obey him and do what he says without question. Most likely Kira had a twisted vision of a certain standard all people must live up to, and if they fail to do so, he’d kill them.”

“I think you’re right.” L says as he too began to stare at the floor, with his thumb to his lips. He goes on to say, “So we’ve gotten into Kira’s motives, but now let’s talk about how he is going about achieving his twisted goals. Do you think he plans his attacks very carefully, or do you think he acts more spontaneously, based on his whims and desires at any given moment? How calculated is he in his approach to killing? Is he a brilliant mastermind or simply a violent killer who has gotten away with his crimes so far due to sheer luck?”

“It seems for the most part...he is a sort of mastermind. However, he’s completely vulnerable to acting spontaneous, much like how he did when he killed Lind L. Tailor.”

L stares at (y/n)’s direction though it is unclear if he is actually looking at her. He continues, “So he’s capable of being both calculated and spontaneous —that certainly makes sense...It goes along with how he can be impulsive due to his childish nature of hating to lose, which I can understand all too well.”

(Y/n) gripped the end of her skirt upon hearing his words. She never liked hearing L compare himself to a criminal, especially one like Kira, but nonetheless she was growing used to it...She knew he doesn’t mean it that way. Still, it was uncomfortable to hear someone who can be so loving, tender, and brave— one such as L analogize having similarities to a killer.

“In that case, how do you think he decides whom to kill, and when to kill them? Is there a certain pattern or logic to his decision making-process, or is it more impulsive and based on gut instinct? What do you think is going through his mind when he’s choosing his kill?”

(Y/n) faced L as she answered his question this time.

“There is definitely a pattern where he’s targeting criminals, and from the tv stunt with Lind L Tailor and the private FBI investigation into the NPA, he kills anyone who opposes him when he gets the chance. He doesn’t seem to have any preferences aside from the fact that they are criminals, but I noticed he does have the tendency to avoid killing criminals who committed their crimes by mistake, those who regret their wrongdoings, or those who have already served jail time and were released...reformed criminals.”

A smile comes up on L’s face as he says, “Good attention to detail! It seems that Kira is targeting violent criminals who are likely to re-offend and hurt or kill innocent people—this fits with his stated goal of “creating a new world” where criminals are not allowed to run rampant and cause chaos and violence. It’s a twisted and warped viewpoint, but it’s still a vision of a “better world.” This actually raises an interesting question—Do you think that Kira views himself as a “hero” of some kind, despite the horrific nature of his crimes?”

“Certainly...yes. He probably sees himself as a “hero” and doesn’t feel an ounce of heaviness that he’s taking human life...” (Y/n) responds.

“Yeah, that’s been something I’ve been wondering about. Kira must be pretty cold-hearted to take human life so casually and without any remorse. But is he a psychopath who simply doesn’t care about other people, or does he think he’s doing the world a favor by ridding it of evil? Do you think he’s just a ruthless sociopath, or does he genuinely believe he’s working to make the world a better place? Is his whole “god” complex just a way for him to justify his crimes to himself, or is he truly delusional and believes what he’s doing is righteous?”

“That is something...I wish I knew for myself.” (Y/n) looks up to the ceiling as though the answer was written there as she hesitantly continues, “I think...his mindset evolved overtime. At first, he may have believed what he’s doing is righteous but eventually it became more about justifying his crimes to himself. What makes me think that is because if he was only self-focused, he probably would have chased after power and money first, not focusing as much on the people around him.”

L continues to watch (y/n) thoughtfully as he says, “That’s a very interesting perspective. So, instead of Kira simply killing people out of petty greed or just the thrill of it, you think his crimes are driven by a genuine sense of “righteous justice?” Also, how do you think Kira justifies his murders to himself? What is it that he tells himself to make killing okay in his mind? Do you think he justifies it by believing his “new world” is more important than individual lives, or is it simpler than that?”

There are a few moments of silence before (y/n) answers, “If it is true he sold even his own soul to make his twisted idea of how the world should be a reality then...His crimes are more likely motivated by his sense of “righteous justice” and he “rationalizes” murder to himself by saying...what you just said...his “new world” is more important than individual lives.”

L picks off the last strawberry from his cake and puts it in his mouth as he says, “Okay, so his idea of “justice” is shaped by his twisted view of the world, and his idea of a “new world” is one that is free of the kinds of people he believes are undesirable? He’s motivated by the belief he is acting as some sort of judge, jury, and executioner all in one. But where did his ideals come from? How did he come to view the world the way he does? Do you think he’s always been like this, or did something happen to make him this way?”

“I... don’t really know,” (Y/n) shakes her head in reluctance, “I can’t speak for someone I never met but...if I had to guess something probably happened to develop his mindset because I don’t think anyone is just born evil...What do you think?”

L looked up at her, his eyes warm and kind, not the blank expression he often cast upon others...to mask his true feelings, to not put everything there is to him on display because people often took advantage of those who care...But L knew (y/n) is not such a person. To Watari and to her alone he could express himself more freely.

“I agree. I think some sort of traumatic event must have played a role in shaping his twisted view of the world. Perhaps someone he cared about was wronged in some way, or he was exposed to some kind of injustice that had a deep impact on him, and he resolved to “create a new world” where that kind of thing would never happen again. Perhaps all of this simply is the result of an unfortunate incident that twisted his young mind and made him obsessed with bringing his vision of “justice” to the world?”

“If our speculations are correct...I almost feel...a little sorry for him. That doesn’t excuse him killing people in cold blood...or that he’s trying to force everyone to conform to his vision under death threat.” (Y/n) lets out a sigh before she goes on, “It’s just...it’s just always sad when injustice or untreated trauma breeds more evil.”

In L’s eyes (y/n) could see he understands what she is saying and that he feels what she’s feeling too. His voice becomes quieter and gentler as he goes on to say, “I certainly agree— while it doesn’t justify his crimes, it does provide insight into how he came to be the person he is. It’s sad that someone could allow a twisted ideology to completely consume them to the point they are willing to become a monster in order to “create a new world” that is shaped only according to their twisted view of “justice.” It’s a sad case, and while he certainly deserves to be punished for his crimes, we can still pity him for becoming the person he is.”

As L said those words the flashes of his past reflect in his mind’s eye...how his parents abandoned him when he was young...what could have happened to him if Watari had not found him, cared for him, loved him, provided for him...

While L was the perfect poker face not letting it show he was reminiscing his past and the potential tragic direction it could have gone...Even so, (Y/n) sensed he could be thinking about that. She tries to direct his mind elsewhere.

(Y/n) nods and goes on to say, “Have you...taken any breaks today? Or any naps? Darling, while solving this case is certainly important, you do need to take care of yourself too.”

“Thank you for the reminder. But it’s difficult for me to rest when there’s so much to be done and so much at stake. However, with that said, I will definitely take some time to rest once this case is solved and Kira has been caught. You and I can finally spend more quality time together. Even so, I’m still full of energy and I’m very determined to capture him. I appreciate your concern, but rest assured that I will not rest until Kira has been caught.”

“I... understand. And I’ll keep reminding the world leaders how important it is to not give into Kira because...well, we know why.”

L lets his love for (y/n) softly shine upon his sleep-deprived face. His appearance that made people overlook him due to his untidy hair and bland clothes...but anyone who took the time to really look at him saw a man who was handsome in a subtle way...who flares like a candle in a dark room or a star that radiates in the night sky.

“Thank you, (y/n). The world needs people like you, who are willing to stand up to Kira and fight against the tyranny and injustice he’s trying to impose upon us. The “new world” he’s trying to create is one ruled by fear and intimidation, and it’s up to all of us to oppose his vision and bring him to justice. I truly believe we’ll be able to do that, if we all stick together and fight against his evil.”

(Y/n) says in a tender voice, letting her vulnerability slip into it, “Thank you too, L. I can say the exact same thing about you. You can solve this case, I know it. In the meant time I’ll go back to Task Force HQ and look through the research we did today once more. Good night, L. I’ll come see you again tomorrow.”

“Goodnight (y/n). I look forward to seeing you again soon. Please take care of yourself, and stay safe. Remember, Kira is a highly dangerous criminal and he has already killed many people. Please be careful and don’t hesitate to reach out if you ever need anything from me, okay?”

“I will.” (Y/n) says with a sincere and beautiful smile that simply takes L’s breath away.

*Cover was created with Pixiv

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eleonoraw · 2 years ago

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"Okay, but I'll be going." Light got up from the chair.

"As you wish," L got up too, then added, "but before you go I have one small request."

"Yes?"

"Would you mind if I asked for a hug?"

"A hug?" Light asked taken aback, looking surprised back at him.

"Yeah. Just one friendly hug..."

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akixxsstuff · 5 months ago

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Sex with L would be like...

Death Note L Lawliet x gender neutral reader

NSFW content // Fluff // One shot

(The picture above was edited by me).

Summary: Why listen to you discuss strategies to catch Kira when L could listen to you moaning instead? Why devour dessert when you taste so much sweeter? You weren't Kira, but L would allow you to get away with murder since you were the most pleasurable and addicting element in the investigation.

You always knew when L would kiss you since his thumb would always brush against your lips, (just like he did to his own while focusing) before leaning in. L's lips were always warm and sweet and often covered in crumbs or smeared with frosting, it was just like tasting a sweet slice of cake.

Regarding candy, food-play was one of L's kinks, he even once bought you a candy g-string. His slender fingers stretched your quivering and dripping hole while he nibbled on the lollies, refusing you of his cock until he tasted every one.

His mouth would be filled with a mixture of whipped cream and cum and he would enjoy muffling your moans with strawberries. L would then whisper in between kisses, "You're the prettiest plate".

Another kink of L's was voyeurism, it's why he didn't remove the cameras from your bathroom and bedroom even after concluding that you weren't Kira. He would ogle live footage of you massaging your soaking and soapy ass in the shower, or you drenching your bed sheet with cum while you pleasured yourself with a vibrator. All the while his hand would be in his boxers teasing the flushed tip of his aching erection.

His formal language remained during sex, saying phrases like: "I thoroughly enjoy your responses Y/N" or "Interesting, I didn't expect this to increase your arousal" and "My erection is clouding my judgement".

L would always try to keep his composure as well, only allowing an eye twitch, quiet grunting or a slight scrunch of the nose. Resisting the heavenly sensation of his hard and lengthy shaft being sucked in by your warm, wet mouth was painful, but it was a habit of his to mask his emotions.

L's favorite sex positions involved any that he could remain in his usual crouched position. He especially needed to squat during oral sex since according to him, doing otherwise would "reduce his abilities by roughly 40 per cent".

He would grip your quivering thighs while his tongue greedily lapped in between your legs, his mouth always sliding with ease because of how much he drooled over your moans and gorgeous body. You would pull onto his wide and dark locks while feeling waves of overwhelming pleasure consume your body over and over again until you were aching. Oral sex was L's greatest strength in regards to sex, he always was sucking and licking onto some type of sweet so of course he had a super strong tongue.

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pervprincealwayswins · 1 year ago

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Hello!!

I am right now taking requests for a few (various)char x char/reader oneshots (It can be smut too), reactions, headcanons and scenarios!

If you want to request anything here's what you need to know!! 🥰

Requirements:

Read this list beforehand

Specify whether its MalexMale, Male4GN or Male4Fem (And if you want an openly trans reader or the chars to be, feel free to specify that also!)

The request follows the list below

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Fandoms:

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(Love) interests you can pick from:

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Ryuk (pre glowdown or after glowdown iykyk)

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Peter Pan from OUAT

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ryukzakiii · 1 year ago

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distraction ⭑ l. lawliet

summary: during a late night working on the kira case with L, his distractions become too overpowering and the two of you decide to blow off some steam.

( part 2 here ! )

pairing: l. lawliet x fem!reader

warnings: SMUT!! MINORS DNI!!! this gets a little filthy actually. virgin!L, praise, unprotected sex (don’t be silly wrap your willy), L is needy as hell, also he swears like 3 times i think so

authors note: hiiii this isn’t proofread and it’s 4am enjoy

smut under the cut‼️

every night working with you was a long one. in the beginning it was because, try as he might, L could not seem to get you to remember the simplest things you were supposed to do to help him out. you’d forget how many sugars he took in his tea, or forget where you had filed something away the night before, whatever it was it always got on L’s nerves.

not like he could say something to you, he was always fearful that he would hurt your feelings or that you would think he was much more upset than he really was, and that would impact your work.

nowadays however, now that your working together was no longer a new thing and the both of you had gotten into more of a routine, L began to attribute the long nights to simply one thing, you.

he wasn’t sure exactly why, but he found himself distracted from the task at hand most nights of the week, usually thinking instead about how nice it is that you help him out with so much and how enjoyable it is to work with somebody as smart as you. right now in particular though, he was realizing just the reason you were becoming such a distraction.

thanks to his crunched posture, you were blissfully unaware of the growing distraction that laid underneath the zipper of his jeans.

when you’d first joined him that evening, the sight of you descending from your room adorned in pyjamas that left alarmingly little to the imagination, only being aided by a knit cardigan left hanging open, a sudden pulse shot through his body and left L truly praying you couldn’t see the tent forming in his pants. it wasn’t as if L didn’t realize before how attractive you are, but things like that had never affected him the way they were now.

if she would just button up that sweater. maybe then i’d be able to get some work done.

“hellooo?” the sweet sound of your voice interrupted his thoughts, “ryuzaki, did you hear a word i just said?”

“er- no, my apologies. what was it you were saying?”

you playfully rolled your eyes at him and stood as you spoke again, “i said, i’m going to make another tea. do you want anything?”

just to make this throbbing go away so i can get back to work. “no, thank you. hurry back though will you? i’m not getting through this as quickly as i’d like to so i’ll need as much of your help as i can get.”

he watched you hurry out of the room to make your tea and tried hard not to take notice of how little the back of your shorts covered or the sway in your hips as you walked. he placed a hand over his clothed erection and allowed his head to fall back onto the chair, a quick sigh escaping him at the accidental friction.

his few moments of solace came to an end quickly when you came back into the room, giving him little time to sit up and readjust before you took your seat in the chair next to him. almost immediately you scooted over closer and held out a closed fist in front of him, “give me your hand.”

L stretched his hand out underneath yours, a small wrapped candy falling into his palm.

“i grabbed one for you from the bowl in the kitchen.” you said as you unwrapped one of your own.

he watched carefully as the candy brushed your lips before you gently placed it on your tongue, his breathing steadily becoming more heavy and intense and he could feel every pump of blood circulating through his veins, “thank you.”

“are you alright? you look a little flushed. i can turn down the heat if you want, i did turn it up a bit a little while ago.” you started to stand.

“no!” the tips of his ears began to burn with embarrassment as he quickly stood in her place, urging her back into her chair so she wouldn’t be able to see anything, “uh- no, thank you. you just sat back down, i can get it.”

L tried to steady his breathing on the walk over to the thermostat, taking this time with his back turned to attempt to shift his erection in a way it would go unseen. hesitating to turn back around, he scurried back over to his chair with his head down and hoped to whatever god might be listening that you didn’t get a chance to see.

god, how unprofessional. if she noticed, our professional relationship will be tarnished indefinitely and she’d never trust me again. not that i would really blame her, i mean how would that seem, she’s alone at night with her boss and he’s sporting an erection.

unfortunately for L, you had noticed, you actually had noticed back when you got up to get your tea but you weren’t sure if you were just fantasizing imagining things. you were sure of what you saw on his strange walk back to his seat.

while he was lost in his own worry, L failed to notice you moving your chair so your arms were practically touching until he felt you peering in front of him.

he snapped his head back, “what are you doing?”

“just looking at what you’ve got over here. if you weren’t hogging it the whole time i wouldn’t have to invade your space.”

L clutched his knees closer to his chest, at the point of being unable to hide his unsteady and shallow breaths. he wasn’t sure what to do, or what to say to get out of the position he was now in to decide what happened next.

you turned around to look at him, presumably asking him something about what you’d just read. he tried to hear you, he really did, but over his pounding heartbeat and mind full of thoughts all he could do was watch your mouth move in what felt like slow motion.

“i’m sorry, can you please say that again?” he could barely hear his own muffled words. you were so close to him and he could see directly down your top from where he was sat, not that it helped much that you were leaned directly into his eye-line.

you placed your hand on his knee and he thought he was going to throw his stomach up, “i just asked what you thought about these men from the yotsuba group. ryuzaki, seriously is everything okay?”

he wanted to answer but before he could even try you spoke again, “maybe you need to put the case down for a while, y’know, blow off some steam.”

finally, he looked you in the eye, “please forgive me.”

before you got a chance to ask what for, both of his hands held your face as he leaned forward, planting a hesitant but desperate kiss on your lips. he was sure that the moment he pulled away, your involvement in this case and his life was going to crumble in front of him.

to his surprise, he barely had a second to take a breath before you were gripping onto his shirt and pulling him back in. every nerve in his body felt like it was on fire, you were practically on top of him and he couldn’t help but try and pull you in closer, reaching for your jaw and your waist and practically anything he could get his hands on. his body was moving by itself and solely on instinct, making him feel a little self conscious about if he was doing the right things. his mind was soon put at ease when he felt his arms fall slack and your weight shift over him, the closer you got the better. you pulled away just slightly to take a breath and his legs fell to a normal position, hurriedly kissing you again and hoping you would just understand and sit down so he didn’t have to try and speak right now.

“ryuzaki—“

“L.” he interjected, “please i— please call me L. just here.”

you smiled, “L, are you sure this is alright?”

“one hundred percent.” his hands still holding onto your waist for dear life, you held his face with yours as you closed the small gap that remained between the two of you. he let out a small, involuntary groan when he felt your thighs press around his hips, “i’m going to need some guidance here, as i’m sure you’ve guessed this isn’t something i have any prior experience with.”

“don’t worry, i’ll teach you.” gently, you began to grind down on him, earning a deep sigh from L and his hands making their way from your waist down to your hips, using his white-knuckled grip to help you slowly along.

“that- that feels incredible. y/n- please i don’t know if i can hold out.” his cheeks were flushed bright red—probably the most colour you’d ever seen on his face—and he looked down to where the only things standing in his way was his jeans and those godforsaken pyjama shorts you wore, “not that i want to go quickly through this, in fact that’s less than ideal it’s just— this is getting rather painful. i need— shit, can i please, you know.”

to put him out of his misery, you hushed him with a kiss and got to work on undoing the button on his pants. you’d barely gotten it undone when his hands pushed yours out of the way, pushing both his pants and boxers down just enough for his cock to spring free.

you were glad you were already sitting down. not that you were expecting to be disappointed by the size of course, but just seeing it now made you feel a little nervous. drool nearly threatened to escape your mouth before you snapped back into it, making a mental note that you would have to do that another time.

L looked up to you, one hand pushing your shorts to the side trying not to cum right there when he realized you hadn’t been wearing underwear and the other slowly stroking himself, awaiting your approval.

the look on his usually-blank face would’ve been enough to make anybody weak, “L, please.”

he wasted no time in lifting your hips up and pushing himself in, pausing after just the tip to breathe and calm himself down. you could feel his hands trembling during his failed attempt to keep his composure, opting to ease yourself onto him instead.

he let out a shaky breath that caught in his throat when you’d fully sat back down. you yourself were trying to breathe through the intense feelings already taking over your whole body, you weren’t even sure you’d be able to take him fully, and now that you had you felt more full than you ever had in your life.

“let me know when it’s okay to move,” you whispered by his ear, “we’ll go as slow as you need.”

his hands returned to their spot on your hips, “dear god, move.”

you started off slow, his cock only coming out about an inch or two before pushing right back in. his head was spinning, you were invading his every sense. all he could smell was your shampoo, the taste of the candy you’d eaten still remaining both of your tongues. all he wanted to do was show you what he was feeling. he didn’t have the words to even begin to try and explain it. as if they had a mind of their own, his hips began to meet your movements, quickly picking up in speed and overtaking your control.

“fuck! that’s it— L, please.” you couldn’t say much more than that, every word being punctuated with a hushed moan, but the praise drove him crazy. any hesitation he’d had before was forgotten about, and he let his instincts take over. after all, he’d learned to always trust his instincts, why would now be any different?

he knew he wasn’t going to last very long, yet he couldn’t help pushing your hips down to meet his thrusts, hitting your g-spot with every one and making you practically cry out. if it weren’t for the quiet chants of ‘please’ he’d have thought you really were crying.

you could feel your orgasm approaching soon, and as if like he could read your mind L lifted a hand to push your shirt up above your chest and dipped his head down to take one of your nipples in his mouth, sucking so gently compared to the harshness of his cock.

your arms wrapped around his head, hands tugging at the roots of his hair which earned you a deep groan into your chest. with every thrust you were getting closer and closer, his mouth having moved on to kiss your neck with the same desperation he’s harboured since the first time.

“i’m so close, god please don’t stop. —feels so good.” you begged, throat dry and still panting and holding his hair for dear life.

“fuck,” he began losing the rhythm he had been trying to keep to, “i’m— i’m going to orgasm. i need you, please.”

his hips started to stutter as he reached his peak, panting and whining into your ear and wrapping his arms tightly around your back. the feeling of you coming undone and squeezing around him just made it that much more intense, his face felt so hot he buried it into the crook of your neck.

by the time both of your movements had come to a halt, he was laying back in the chair clutching onto you, head still held tightly to your chest and cock beginning to go soft inside you. L never wanted to move.

the embarrassment and nervousness was slowly returning and he felt his cheeks get hot again, so he tried to focus on the sweet smell of your shampoo that engulfed him to calm himself.

after a few long, perfect minutes, you broke the silence, “was that okay?”

“that was amazing.” his head remained tucked into your neck, “i’m sorry if i wasn’t very good at it, and that i couldn’t last any longer.”

“don’t be ridiculous, L it was fantastic. we’ll have plenty of time to build up your stamina if you really want to.”

and just like that at the thought that this could happen to him more than once, he felt the blood rush back into his cock and you suddenly remembered something you’d wanted to do earlier.

“why don’t you let me show you how good you made me feel, huh?”

#l lawliet x reader #l lawliet #l lawliet smut #l lawliet fanfiction #l lawliet fanfic #death note smut #death note fic #death note

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13eyond13 · 1 year ago

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watari/L (romantic) sorry

hahaha YOU BETTER BE SORRY! Gross because he adopted L as a little boy, 0/10

#I mean if you PURELY go by the manga then they could almost just be colleagues #so then it would just be like aight I guess L likes grandpas #but there are one-shots I consider canon that show L's childhood with Watari so #no not for me #watari #l lawliet

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blue-howlite · 2 years ago

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I have an OC I created for the sole purpose of having Beyond survive and be out of prison (since canonically he died there) and I love this kind of things, please we have to expand it.

Make B be the one that goes to school and meets Light and says "I'm L", make him the reason Light in the manga doubts that the Ryuzaki he met is the real L. Make sure Light and Misa never meet Lawliet, have Beyond Birthday impersonate him (which he has basically a degree in).

Have a screen with the gothic L that (when B isn't around because he has to update L) plays some recorded messages with the voice changer that really sound like B but are actually made by L.

Have the original and the imitator collaborate for the sole purpose of giving Kira anxiety and existential dread, because honestly the moment Beyond Birthday comes into play he knows Light is the culprit just like Lawliet does, they just have to make him nervous enough so that he commits a mistake.

Don't change the fact that L and Light are rivals. Just add Beyond Birthday as Kira's personal sleep paralysis demon.

ALSO ALSO ALSO Beyond walking on all fours just to creep Misa out. You hear her screaming at the HQ during the time she has no memories, next thing you see her running while being chased by B on all fours laughing maniacally with his shinigami laugh.

Also imagine Rem and Ryuk look at him and are like "What kind of fuckery is this".

Also would he be able to see them? Like he has no Death Note but he does have the eyes and many speculate he might be half shinigami, sooooo...

Imagine getting arrested because a dysfunctional orphan can see and hear your guardian shinigami, so embarrassing.

I so desperately want to write an au in which everything from another note happens nearly the same except Beyond is genuinely not the killer. He’s a whole ass respectable(eh kinda) detective who takes on the case because it’s interesting but L who knows B would take on the case sends Misora to solve the case first and fuck with him(this is how L wins the name Ryuzaki) but that wouldn’t be the point of the story.

No, because one day when the members of the Kira task force arrive at hq they’d be met with an uncanny valley version of L. They have no clue what’s going on and L cant get rid of B(he’s been trying to shake him since A died) but then B says why he’s decided to join the investigation despite not caring about Kira.

“After Raye Penbar died Naomi contacted me because she had something to tell you and needed to get in touch with you. When I called her back to give her the address to this place she didn’t answer. When I’m through with Kira, you’ll finally have a reason to get rid of me.”

Like B and Misora being besties after the case and Beyond going absolutely feral on the Kira investigation because that bitch killed his only friend. I keep imagining B seeing Misora and feeling all the things he felt for A, except Misora has such a long life to live, beyond feels safe becoming her friend. I have no plot in mind, only vibes so this will probably stay a wip forever but the thoughts are eating my brain 😫

P.s. If you have any thoughts pls pls pls let me know! I have a grand total of 0 plans for this but I love the idea so much 😫

P.p.s. the Wammy’s kids are 100% Beyonds biggest informants on Ls ware abouts. The moment that man started getting paid for cases he bought the lot of them burner phones to keep in touch and gave Matt the best laptop available so he could have access to Wammy’s servers

#death note #l lawliet #beyond birthday #dn #labb #los angeles bb murder cases #naomi misora #Reblog notes now #But imagine L deciding he is not going to involve anyone else and B just goes Fuck you and gets in contact with Mello and Near and Matt #And has them do different things for the investigations #Orphans vs Serial killer #Also B would 100% avenge Misora's death like step aside Matsuda he's the one calling the shots #Literally

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anomaly-hivemind · 3 months ago

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The Heat Note ☆ Light Yagami x Misa Amane x L Lawliet |Kinktober Day 6

Summary: All Light wanted to do was kill L... but thanks to that damn shinigami, everything went so horribly wrong.... and ended so right.

Word Count: 10,331

WE'RE SORRY THERE ARE SO MANY TAGS

This is after trimming the tags down. they're sorted by what's related and We broke them up into paragraphs so they're a bit easier to read.

Tags: alpha/beta/omega/dynamics, omegaverse, heats/ruts, mating cycles, Alpha Light Yagami, Alpha L Lawliet, Omega Misa Amane, knotting, accidental knotting, oral knotting copious amounts of slick, Collars, mating bites, mating, nests, scenting, pack dynamics, breeding, non-traditional,

Dub-con, fuck or die, attempted murder, mind manipulation, coercion, begging, Degradation, Gaslighting, Possessive Behavior, pining, Dom/sub undertones, porn with plot, edging, masturbation, mutual masturbation,

Humping, fingering, oral( male and female receiving), face fucking, cum swallowing, marathon sex, shameless smut, dick in vagina sex, anal, Raunchy gay sex, double penetration, Spit-roasting, Hair pulling, angry sex, rough sex, threesome, Slight Somnophilia, cockwarming, Praise Kink, overstimulation,

Aftercare, Canon Divergent, Watari is a G, mentions of death, minor character death, morally ambiguous character(s), friends with benefits, one-shot, Cross-posted on Ao3, shinigami shit posting, original character, sex god, crack treated seriously (in the vibes)

Light was walking back to his home when his eyes landed a crimson red book on the ground, with a similar style to his Death Note. He had the strong urge to pick it up and take it with him…so that's what he did.

He stopped in a park so he could inspect the strangely familiar book, on the front it said Heat Note, “Like an omega heat?” Light thought as he flipped the notebook open. He walked to his home, with a slightly faster pace as curiosity started to form within him and then opened the book. On the inside of the cover, there were rules written in English.

The heat note will not run out of pages.

The persons whose name(s) are written on this note shall go into a heat.

This note will not take effect unless the writer is in a ten-meter radius and the target is physically in the writer's vision when their names are written.

If the target of the heat note is given a person/helper when written, then the heat note target will seek out that person they are activated.

If the heat’s target isn't specified, the person will seek out the writer as their helper.

The person who touches the Heat Note can recognize the image and voice of the original owner, a God of Lust, even if the person is not the owner of the note.

The person in possession of the Heat Note is stuck with the God of Lust, its original owner until they die.

If the person uses the heat note a God of Lust usually appears in front of them after they use the note.

God of Lust the original owners of the Heat Note do not do in principle anything that will help or prevent the heats in the note.

A God of Lust has no obligation to completely explain how to use the heat note or the rules that will apply to the person who owns it.

The God of lust may or may not add or change rules at their own whims if they find that it will be more personally stimulating.

He steps into his home, goes up to his bedroom and drops both his Death note and now the Heat note on his desk. Immediately Light gets to work disguising the book to look like any ordinary journal. He thought for a moment if he should use this new note, who the hell would he even try it on?

Light heard a laugh and looked behind him, there was a…strange creature. They looked like shinigami if they were a mix between some kinda sex demon with horns and a tail to add to the effect. The shinigami gave him a wave with a sharp-toothed smile.

“Pleased to meet you Light Yagami, I’m the Shinigami of the specialized Heat Note, you can call me Rias.” They said, cocking their head to the side, with a wide grin.

“So why does your death note specifically kill with heat?” Light asked, getting straight to the point.

“Because it’s fun, I’m sure Ryuk has told you but the Shinigami world is boring, so after I got my second death note I did a little tampering around it… And are you satisfied with that answer?” Rias asked as they clacked their nails together.

“I am, and does its unusualness end there? Is there more like I suspect to this heat note?” Light asked, spinning his pen around in his fingers. I am not satisfied. What kind of explanation was that?

“ You’re right, this is special because you don't have to have their actual name to kill them,” That surprised Light, in a good way. A sinister smile came to his face

‘This will be my chance to finally get rid of L’ Light thinks to himself loudly, his mind filled with twisted excitement. “Go on,”

“Well just as an example, if I wanted you to have a heat and die but I knew you as Kira, as long as you personally identified with that name and I had a clear visual of you in my mind the effects would still work. However there is one caveat, the victim has to be alone, or else they won’t die.”

“Alright, well I wouldn’t be the God of the New World if I didn’t have a plan”

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Light watched from his private server as he waited for L to be incapacitated by the burning of his skin. This was all going exactly as planned and he would have L out of his life before he knew it.

Meanwhile with L

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L was sitting/standing in a chair as he ate snacks, he was fine, not a single drop of sweat or irritations in the slightest. He sneezed and looked around for a moment then went back to munching on his snacks.

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Light looks over to the screen with angry confusion, how come he wasn't burning with…well anything? It didn’t work, but why did he not follow the rules precisely? Light opened the book back up and eyed over the set of rules. Why wasn’t L going into heat? Did it have a wait time like the death note? Light turns to face the God of lust, his face held a great irritation.

“What the hell, why didn’t this work” he half yelled.

“Don’t get testy with me, Light Yagami. I won't say it worked but I won't say it failed either.” Rias said with an eerily calm smile. The forever light lightbulb in Light’s mind got even brighter as I looked back and inspected the camera feed closer. “Butttt… I think you should look at those rules one more time.”

Light quickly scans through the book again and lets out a frustrated groan as he rereads the rules, it was the rule where the radius was mentioned and he holds back a curse. The target needs to be able to see him, and it causes him to seemingly glare at the god of lust who only seems to be amused. He looks back at the screen, and L is already gone he lets out a sigh as he realizes he would have to try again.

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It was a couple of days since his first attempt at using the heat note and a bunch of regular death note related deaths later he decided it was time to try and use the red book again. He had a plan for his time, he was going to invite L over, lock him in a room, and leave him until everything was over, most specifically L would be over.

He sent a simple text to L, mentioning some bullshit on how he thinks he has found Kira. He smirks as he waits for the message to be read. While he waited for L to get here he got ready to write his name down in the book.

He took a peak at the screen of his phone, his body filled with anticipation of getting rid of his rival.

The doorbell rings and Light hides a paper of the heat note in his back pocket, while twiddling with his pen between his fingers, he holds back a laugh as he opens the door to L’s hunched-over figure. L was biting his fingernail as he walked inside Light’s home.

“Hey L, Glad you could make it.” Light said, closing the door as L came in.

“What did you find out about Kira?” L makes himself comfortable on the nearest chair. Light moves to take his own seat, reaching into his pocket he touches the paper and has to hold back the urge to jump upon seeing Rias spawn out of nowhere with an unnatural grin on her face.

Light pulled some shit out of his ass about the “likeliest” suspect. Dori Nakamoto is a man with a few things on his record but nothing crazy yet.

“Now Light Yagami, You know that young man isn’t guilty of your crimes,” Rias laughed and snaked onto the back of the couch.

“Light we’re all out of apples- Oh hey Rias, haven’t seen you in a couple hundred years or so,” Ryuk said as he entered the living room.

“Oh, it’s you.” Rias snorts from the couch. Light was trying to ignore them both so he could focus on not being suspicious in front of L, especially when two shinigami were having a conversation.

“I got here just in time for the good to bad. I couldn't help but feel a little hurt that you want to kill your biggest rival with her help” Ryuk attempted to pout, but his eyes didn’t give light to any emotions. Light rolls his eyes and tries to pay attention to L and give him more of the information he lied about to get him to come to his place.

“Ok but what makes you think that this guy is Kira over any other suspect?” L asked, looking at Light.

“Well with searching online I found a forum that many of Kira’s worshippers use. After tracing back the IP addresses I found Nakamoto. That isn’t enough to pin him as Kira but then I remembered that I know this guy. He’s the grandson of the investigators my father has worked alongside before. Briefly, at a company dinner, I talked to him and he has a very radical way of thinking, one that aligns perfectly with Kira. it’s not enough to arrest him however I think we may have overlooked him as a serious suspect.”

Light knew that after doing some investigation it would be a stretch for Nakamoto to be Kira, that’s why he was never all that high up on the list, to begin with. However he didn’t need time to put together a better case, L would be dead before he could look into it.

“I’ll spell his name out for you to look him up later.” Light takes out his heat note paper, writes Nakamoto's full name down, and then writes for L on the paper before handing it over to L to have. Light holds back his smirk as he thinks about this being an easy end to his rival. Rias was cackling to herself in the corner.

“Sayu and my mom brought me this cake, where she got it from I’m not quite sure. You want a piece?” Light asked.

L nodded and Light went into the other room and cut a piece of cake. He let himself grin for a moment. Finally, I'll be rid of him.

L was sweating, a single bead of sweat rolled down his temple and his stance was 0.13% more relaxed than usual. He has put his snacks down, picked up his phone and looks at the time, he then gets up, cuts off the chair, and gets ready to leave the room.

But the door ringing catches both their attention. Light goes to the door to open it and holds back a loud groan with a slight cough. The person who was at the door was no other than Misa Amane who slid her way into Light’s house.

“Light! Aren’t you so happy to see me.!” Misa said, throwing her arms around Light.

“Yeah so happy.. Why are you here?” Light said in a dry tone even if he tried to fringe happiness.

“I came to see you because I missed you of course” She plops herself onto his couch giving a small wave to L who was just staring at the both of them with wide eyes while also eating the dessert.

“I have to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back. “ His eye twitched ever so slightly, he turned to leave before anyone could say anything to him, he needed to gain his composure that was getting ready to slip as his anger rose due to Misa’s presence.

Rias tapped Light on the shoulder and handed him a folded-up piece of paper. Light opened it up to see startlingly detailed drawings of him and Misa surrounded by a heart with the words Light and Misa forever underneath. Light had to control his face so he didn’t react. Tell me this isn’t what I think it is.

“You and Misa are quite cute. Oh, I added a new rule by the way. Whenever I write down names in the note, I can control how long their heat is and whom they desire. So I want you, Misa, and L to have a good time together…” She pulls out a tiny wheel spinner from her pocket. She waits for a second to show him the options which range from twenty-four hours to a whole seven-day week period and then spins it.

Light watches the wheel spin with a feeling of slight dread but also irritation as he watches the arrow tick through the seven entries. The wheel starts to slow down before coming to a stop, like a cruel joke. It's between twenty-four hours and one week. But upon further staring and what Light wants to assume was cheating or at least rigged actions afoot it was a couple of centimeters in one week.

“Oh lookie here...for the next one hundred sixty-eight hours, unless you want to die of course,” Rias said with a shit-eating grin on her face. Light had reached his boiling point as he watched Rias leave the bathroom.

Light clenched his fists and his eyes felt like they were going to boil and flow right out of the socket. He thought he was humiliated when L showed up at his school, well this was an all-time low. Not only was his plan ruined but now he was stuck with that meddling Rias for the rest of his life. His fingers twitched as he clawed at his hair.

“Dammit, dammit, dammit!” He whispered loudly, he stared at the note Rias gave him with fury before ripping it all up into tiny little pieces and throwing it all in the trash.

“Light… you okay in there,” Misa asked, knocking softly on the door. Light took a deep breath before straightening back up and fixing his hair.

“I’m fine,” He called out, he had to get it together and calm down before he went off the handle. He can do that, it's not that hard to pretend to be calm and collected.

Rias pops her head through the door while poorly holding in her laughter. “Oh one more thing, it's going to affect you more aggressively because you are the designated helper for both of your guests” She holds back a snicker before leaving to probably go listen to Light have a meltdown from outside the door.

Light’s entire body was tense with fury and he tried not to let out a scream. He ran his hand through his hair haphazardly enough to tousle and distress in his current style. Why him, there were so many rotten individuals out there and somehow he just had to have the bad luck of .00000000145 to find the heat note.

No, if anything he was glad, it would be a problem if someone other than him had a death note, Misa was already enough. He straightened up and combed his hair back into place, spending the next minutes trying to make himself presentable and ignoring the seething feeling that was still very much there, threatening him to come undone at any moment. Maybe it was the awareness that it was going to happen but he already felt like the feverishness was starting.

He shook it off and turned the cold knob to open the door. As he walked down the hall he could hear the chattering of Misa’s voice.

“Okay Now hand me that pillow… yeah right there…and then we’re gonna put this here…”

When he walked into the living room he didn’t know what he was expecting, however, it certainly wasn't L and Misa making a nest. He stood in the door frame with a blank expression. They had taken the two seater and the square ottoman and pressed them against the three-seater to make a pseudo “pit”. The throw pillows were arranged around the backs of the couches for what he assumed was extra plush. So this is really happening. He shook his head before calling out to get their attention.

“What are you two doing in my living room?” The two of them looked over at him like they had been caught committing a crime but also with a glint of excitement.

“Making a nest, it’s not nearly cozy enough in here,” Misa said with a bright smile. “Come join us,” She said, ushering him over. It’s a bit strange for an omega to so readily invite not one but two alphas to build a nest with her, but maybe the pre-heat was making us release omega pheromones? He sniffed the air as we walked over, the air certainly did have a particularly “omega-ish” smell about it. He could smell Misa’s soft magnolia and brown sugar scent and a softer version of L’s usual fresh linen scent. It was certainly a calming smell if nothing else.

Light came over to join them and they laid down in the finished product at Misa’s behest. The finished product had taken the mattress topper from Light’s bed along with his duvet, sheets, and pillows. Misa had a stash of blankets that she added to it as well as shoving some of Light’s worn shirts between the pillows and under the blankets.

“Is it always this hot inside nests?” L asked.

“No, Light, do you have the heat on?” Misa asked, looking over to him.

“No, you know I keep it on 21,” He answered. Satisfied with his answer or not they didn’t ask any more questions. It does feel particularly warm in here, in fact, it did feel rather hot.

“But it is kinda hot in here I’ll cut it down a bit” As he walked over to the thermostat to cut it down a bit he pulled on the collar of his shirt, trying to get some coolness.

Light stood there silently thinking to himself, his face blank as he internally screamed and cursed Rias for what she had put him through. Misa grabbed his hand to force him into the nest they had created even when he felt like he should have yanked his hand off her. He could picture himself blowing off the handle and slapping her and everyone else in here including the shinigami if he could manage it. But he needed to remain calm, after all this was just a minor… major setback. The fact that Rias had put his life at risk just because she felt like it, made him pissed off more than he could fathom his rage.

Not only that but if he and Misa are out of commission for a whole week then there’s no one to write names which after L came to he would find suspicious. The fact alone that two alphas are experiencing a heat is strange enough but this is like putting a big fat target on his back. Before the full heat set in, Light had to do something fast. Since it was to keep Misa out of trouble as well then perhaps he could convince Rem to write names down but how convenient was it that he didn’t see the Shinigami anywhere.

He runs upstairs to write a few scheduled names into the death note but it doesn't take long before he gets even more affected by the growing heat, and gets called to go back down with the others. He then goes back down the stairs with a buzzing in his head, this feeling was really starting to hit him like a train. He stumbles down to the living room, bumping into the wall as he does before seeing a sight.

Misa and L were pressed up against each other like they were trying to subtly crawl into each other's skins. Their eyes half-lidded as they sat next to each other when they, but mostly Misa had noticed Light standing In the doorframe. Misa beckoned Light forward to the nest, and he found himself walking over to them, his legs moving him before his thoughts could stop him. Next thing he knows sitting beside Misa, just watching L and her cuddled up, feeling the want to join them.

There was such a soothing aura that came from being in the nest, the soft smells emanating from L and Misa, along with the warmth of the blankets and pillows. He moved closer and closer until he was resting his head on his hand. It was so warm and cozy that he felt like he could fall asleep. L was lying on Misa’s lap and Misa had moved over so that she was leaning against Light, who had no energy to protest.

Light’s hands drifted to Misa’s head and his fingers ran her through silky soft blonde hair. Misa hummed in satisfaction, then Light started to get heavy eyes until he gave up and let them close fully.

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Light woke up to an unbearable heat,(literally ) his body was caked with sweat that left his clothing stuck to his skin. He felt like he was going to melt, and he wanted to pry off his clothes. He brought his hands up and rubbed his eyes, hoping to refocus himself when he noticed Misa nuzzled up against L her hands under his white shirt. As she was in the middle of taking it off of him.

Light turned his head towards them, almost unbelieving what was going on, “What the hell are you two doing?”

The two looked over at him with flushed faces, L’s face was decorated by Misa’s red lipstick, their hair was messy and they had their hands down each other’s metaphorical pants because they had discarded the pants and underwear. Misa sits up much to L’s dismay and crawls over to Light, who is finally awake enough to start feeling angry about the fact that he was in this predicament.

“Light~ You’re finally awake! Come join us,” she jumped into his lap and wrapped her hands around his neck. He could smell her so strongly it almost made him dizzy. He leaned forward and breathed in the sweet scent and he found himself on her hips. She shivers and places a kiss on his cheek and then she travels to kiss his neck.

L was watching with half-lidded eyes and his hands falling to his cock which felt harder than ever before. His hand gently starts to spread the leaking precum from his tip, the clear liquid dripping down his shaft. He was sensitive, that was for sure and his eyes looked over to the two in front of him.

Misa, now completely topless has taken Light's shirt off and the two were making out. Light's hands were groping at Misa's breast and each soft sound she made was like a trigger to them both. L tightens his grip with a moan of his own as he starts to stroke himself.

Light felt like he was bulging out of his pants, especially with Misa on top of him. He let go of her momentarily causing whine to leave her wet lips. Light had a deep urge to get out of his clothes which were getting soaked with sweat and tight down below. He peeled off his top and made work on the bottoms. Misa watched while giggling, she placed a kiss on his cheek before turning to glance at L who was touching himself. She licked her lips, scooting herself in the middle between the two.

“You do it too okay,” Mika said, taking Light’s hand and placing it upon his throbbing cock. Light hissed at the touch. The feeling of anything touching him was almost too much but he craved stimulation so desperately. It was such a foreign feeling, to be this needy.

They all lay in the back of the nest, slouching as their hands moved against themselves. L moved his hand at a slow pace with a tight grip. The excessive amount of precum that leaked from his aching cock made it easy to stroke up and down his length.

Meanwhile, Misa used her hand to spread her slick across her entire cunt, taking the pads of her fingers to add pressure on her clit, rubbing circles into the sensitive bud. Her other hand massaged one of her breasts. Her delicate fingers knead them like dough.

Light was getting lost in the whirlwind of thoughts flying around his head. His cock throbbed in the loose grip of his hand. He was an alpha going through a heat after all and it was a completely different feeling compared to a rut, it felt more intimate, more out of control, and more vulnerable.

Light let out a groan, as his eyes drifted over to Misa, who was pushing a set of fingers inside her slippery folds. As soon as they entered her wet hole she let out a wanton moan. He tightens the grip on his cock and starts to stroke himself better. Then his eyes met L's who was looking right back at him. He held back the action to kiss his teeth, a part of him wanted to blame L for them all being in his situation. But he knew that it was particularly his fault for trying to kill him using the god-forsaking book and then the other…other half knew it was Rias fault for even writing his name into the book.

L was also in his head, he felt like he was getting closer to climax, his balls tightening up and his dick twitched in his hand as he got ready for release. He never thought he could feel this kinda horny right now. L took in sharp breaths as he came, squirts of milky white fluid shot up and out landing on his torso and getting spread over his pulsating cock as he rutted up into his hand.

Despite having just cum he was still so painfully hard, so he kept stroking himself. L twisted his wrist, trying to fulfill the abhorrent lust that consumed his entire being. He was still sensitive but he couldn’t stop either, so he kept on. More and more and more and more and MORE. His body demanded it of him. All he could look forward to was a sweet release in hopes that it would temper this fever.

Light on the other hand was letting out a hiss as he got himself closer, his eyes were closed as he rocked his hips into his hand. This was all their fault, he could list a bunch of reasons on how this went wrong but they all felt like that was mattering less and less as he got to his peak. He was overcome with his desire for something more intimate so he opened his eyes to look for his target.

He grabs Misa’s working hand and pulls her on top of him, she gets the silent messages and she gets on top of him. She pressed herself on his needy aching cock and rubbed her wet cunt, they both let out a moan. She rocked her hips slowly, loving the feeling of the head of Light’s cock teasing her clit with every moment.

Small wet noises came from the sound of her lower lips, which were drowned with vicious slick, being parted by Light’s cock. However, the sounds of wetness were drowned out by the sweet moans from Misa. Light began to rock his hips in tandem with her, reaching up and gripping her hips.

Misa, leaned down, rolling her hips deeply. He pressed her lips to Light’s, licking his lips for entrance which was quickly granted. Their tongues writhed around together, the fleshy pick muscles twisting and wriggling with each other.

“Fuck-” Light moaned into Misa’s mouth, he could feel her pussy fluttering just begging to be fucked, but something else was itching around Light’s brain something that he’d never thought he’d experience, something that he was going to shove to the back of his mind not to think about.

Misa pulled herself away from Light’s lips and he barely stopped himself from letting out a needy moan. No, this isn’t happening. Light thought, he shook his head, he refused to let the heat delirium get to him. Misa switched around so her back was to Light and leaned over to take L’s throbbing member out of his hand. L let out a groan as her soft warm hands began to slowly caress his schlong.

Her soft plump lips came down around the L’s tips and her tongue flicked over his hole. The taste of his salty precum took over her taste buds. As Light’s dick brushed against her clit she moaned and the vibrations made L groan. L could feel Misa smile around his length before she widened her jaw and took more of him into her mouth. Misa hollowed her cheeks out as her head bobbed up and down; her saliva sliding down and mixing with L’s precum.

MIsa felt her legs start to shake and sat up slightly, her back arching as she let out a carnal moan. Light was rutting his cock between her folds. Misa was bent over, ass up and pawing at L. She takes his moist cock in her hand and brings it back up to her plush lips, L fell back, as anticipation filled him. When their eyes met a shiver ran down L’s spine at the lustful look Misa had in her eye.

She was bobbing her head on him slowly, getting a good taste of him on her tongue. L shivered with every vibration she would make from her moans. Light was enjoying the feeling of Misa’s lower lips pressed against her, he wanted to push himself into her but he wanted to have what L was having and he wanted it now.

“Oh!” L let out a hushed sound as he felt the familiar feeling as he gripped the messy sheets. He squeezed his eyes tight and got ready for the satisfaction of Misa’s efforts.

Misa lets out a pained moan as she gets yanked off of L, who lets out a few muttered curses as he cums, his load oozing out of him like a sad leaky faucet. He lets out a string of huffs and puffs as he watches Misa get flipped over and roughly placed on Light’s tweaking shaft. He glares at the other man, his blood simmering ever so slightly as he witnesses the sight before him. Light had a firm grip on Misa’s blonde locks and rocked his hips into her face.

Misa was drooling as her mouth tried to compensate for the fiction of Light’s thrust, it almost caused her to choke on it with how much force he was putting into each movement. His dick bullied its way to the back of her mouth and hit the back of her throat like a bullseye. He could feel her gagging around his length, the way he thrust into her mouth was a bombardment to her senses. Her hand traveled down to rub circles to her clit and she moved her fingers in tight circles. She takes him the best she can, pretty much going limp in his lap so he can have the control he wants his hips start to stutter within her mouth. She sucked on him as she helped him get off and she could feel her eyes roll back from the angle he was holding her in place.

Light let out a growl of pleasure as he got ready to blow his load, which he had no plans of pulling out anytime soon. Misa could feel the slick dripping down her fingers and thighs, she felt like the start of a dam getting ready to burst. Light slams her face onto the hilt of his cock, making sure to empty his balls, his hot seed filling her mouth and she makes sure to swallow all of it. Light’s cock swelled up at the base, her legs gave out and she slick as she was overwhelmed with her pleasure.

Misa’s mouth was stretched wide as she had Light’s knot in her mouth, L gripped the waist to help pull her off of Light, Her teeth scraped against his cock when the obvious popping sound when she got off of him.

“Dammit bitch that hurt!” he cursed, before sitting down, and Misa mutters an apology while rubbing her jaw.

The smell of sex permeated the air and the sweet sweet smell of omega, there was the new smell of Alpha. It made Misa’s inner omega preen and L’s as well? While it was strange he tried not to think much of it, it best not to fret about these things too much at the moment. The pheromones of an alpha made them want to present, they could feel slick leaking out their holes which ached to be filled.

“Light~” Misa whined, as she rubbed her thighs together.

Misa’s pupils were blown out with need as she prompted them to fuck her. Light moved first, he dug his fingers into her hips and backside while pushing himself into her. His cock sunk in between her dripping walls as she clenched around him. She lets out a moan, her back arching off the floor of the nest. Light rolled his hips into hers, holding her waist in place as he started to thrust into her. He picks up the pace, and every slam of his hips makes the fat of thighs and butt jiggle. Misa could feel herself molding against Light’s cock like a glove. She began meeting his thrusts, and her fingers moved back down to her clit.

Despite Light's efforts to hold her place, Misa wiggled her hips so the pad of her fingers could get a better angle on her already sensitive bud. She stiffened her fingers as much as she possibly could so she could apply above pressure. Wet plaps reverberated around the room as Light drilled into Misa's overflowing cunt.

The combined stimulation of Light drilling into her and her fingers circling her clit turned her brain to mush. All she could think about was trying to cum over and over again.

“Oh yes, Yes YES!” Misa was mumbling to herself over and over as Light hit her walls with a weighted fervor.

The heavy pheromones Misa released made L feel a bit feral and animalistic like he wanted to pounce on her at any moment. The dominating alpha scent emanating from L made Light grow and grip Misa tighter. The two dominating aromas caused a frenzied pleasure to coil up in Misa, it felt like she could come any second.

Misa’s moans got louder and her body trembled and she was squeezing Light’s dick in a vice grip. Light let out an unsatisfied groan as he feels Misa fluttering around his length. He wasn't as close as Misa was and his body was hitting her with active frustration.

L slowly stroked himself as he made his way in front of Misa’s face. His scent right on her face makes her let out a whimper. She opened her mouth to let out a moan only for it to become stuffed by L’s cock causing the muffled vibrations of her moans to surround L.

Misa’s eyes rolled in the back of her head from the pure ecstasy she was feeling; the two men pushing her back and forth between them. Misa's body tensed up as she came, yet none of that mattered to either of the men.

A few curses slipped from Light’s lips as Misa’s warm pussy tightened around him. The grip she had on his cock made him fill her with his seed, he slapped her ass once as she began pitching back on his cock faster. L was gently holding Misa’s chin as he thrust into her face slowly.

Misa fell slack between them, as they both pounded into her, Light plunging into her pussy and L beating against the back of her throat. The slick almost makes Light’s length slip out of her but it stops becoming a problem when he feels his knot start to swell. His hips were flush against her hips as his warm cum spilled inside her. His knot fit snugly in her walls and L ran his hand through Misa’s hair before going to hold it in a loose grip. He started to move faster. She took one of her hands and massaged L’s balls, his head fell back as he let out a moan.

He was getting close to filling her mouth, and L wanted to make sure that Light wouldn’t ruin his orgasm like last time so he tightened his grip on her hair. He rocked her hips into her mouth, she could feel him throbbing in her mouth and the jittering of his balls in her hands. Misa lets out a sultry moan around his cock as he gets ready to cum, after he does his knot locks up between Misa’s teeth. The warm liquid coats her throat as she works to swallow his cum to avoid the risk of choking on the thick concoction.

Light slowly rocked his hips into Misa in an attempt to get his knot out of her. Misa was trembling with every slight movement either of them made inside her. L had managed to lodge his knot out of her mouth with a wet pop and gently rubbed her jaw to help soothe her.

Light pulled Misa back into his lap so he could sit down, pushing himself deeper into her cunt. L had fallen back on the bedding of the nest, his eyes starting to close and he fell asleep. His body is getting comfortable in the nest. Light roughly grips one of her breasts as they wait for him not to go down enough to pull out of her. He needed something to do after all so maybe he could make her cum while they sat stuck together. He ran down her body and along her body, as he felt her up slowly before he got to between her legs where they were connected.

Misa tried to bounce on Light’s dick, as much as she could with Light’s knot still stuck inside her. Her fingers came up to twist and tweak her puffy rosy nipples. High-pitched moans and random babbles fell from Misa's lips as she was fucked to another orgasm.

Her pussy squelched and gushed around Light’s cock which with a little work was now able to slide out of her as he shot a few ropes of cum to the outside of her pussy and the sweaty and slicked skin of her plushy ass

Light’s head falls back as he tries to regain his composure and resist the urge to fuck Misa through her tired orgasm, and instead pulls out of her now that his knot had gone down enough for him to pull out, his eyes just so happen to glance at Rias and Ryuk were casually playing cards.

Ryuk had a shitting-eating grin and was snorting while Rias was slamming the cards down; then she noticed that Light was looking back at them and gave him a wink, before jumping to pursuable jump Ryuk for the game they were playing. Then they both run off before he could make any subtle comments to either of them.

They were all exhausted and they snuggled together, as they caught up on their energy. The sheets were messed up and they were using each other for warmth. Light was lying on his back, breathing slowly, Misa’s head was against his chest and L was lying on her thighs. They slept for a few hours before one of them started to stir, L is the one waking up.

L was trailing his way up Misa’s body, he was so horny, wrapped in a desire to do something to satisfy his urges. He slid his way between her legs, she was wet with slick, and glistening with her waterfalls of arousal she made each time she came. He licked his lips, breathing in her scent before moving in to give her an open mouth kiss. He uses the tip of his tongue to taste her, and enjoying her liquid he decides to better dive in.

His tongue plunged into her wet cunt and like a man in the desert finding an oasis he eagerly lapped at her love juices. He could hear Misa in her sleep letting out small moans. Her voice sounded so cute and her soft sweet omega smell only made him want to ravage her further. He sank his full face in her nectar, running his tongue between her folds and pushing it into her hole.

His fingers came up to plunge into her cunt. His ring and middle finger scissored apart to spread her creamy home open. Her slick was so sweet, he just wanted to thrust up into her and fill her with his knot. He could taste the mixture of her slick and Light’s sperms on his tongue as he pushed his fingers deeper into her.

“M..mhm…” Misa moaned as her eyes fluttered open.“Ryuzaki…?” Misa asked sleepily, her voice a bit hoarse and her eyes still half-lidded.

“Shh… just… just don’t worry about me,” L said as he began sucking on Misa’s sensitive clit. Moans escaped her mouth and her fingers dug into L’s disheveled mop of black hair. She pulls him flush against her gooey slit as her eyes close for a few moments, savoring the feeling and trying to fight the sensitivity that she was still feeling before she went to sleep. Her hips were undulating slowly as he struggled to stay still.

He curled his fingers into her and sucked on her clit with sloppy kisses and playfully gently bites. It caused her to jump and another groggy moan left her tired body. She was rubbing her hips into L's face and yanking him forward into her as he ate her out. L starts to hold her in place and keeps his pace, thirsting his slender fingers in and out of her sloppy entrance. her slick was drenching his face and the sheets below them. But it was not anyone's problem, they could worry about it when they didn't feel like they were burning from heat, literally being consumed with desire to be claimed and fucked.

He works her through a surprisingly quick orgasm that had snuck up on her before it happened. She shivers and L mutters a compliment on her flavor and says sweet things in his respective way. Misa reached up a subtly took off the bite collar she had on and tucked it away somewhere between the fluff of the nest.

“Hey Ryuzaki, you know what would really help with this situation? Biting. You should bite Light, when he wakes up he’ll feel better and totally thank you,” Misa said, hanging off L’s shoulders.

“What about us?” L asked raising a fair point…Misa thought about it a bit before giving a lazy smile.

“We’ll bite each other of course, here I’ll show you, " Misa said, her lips coming and kissing on L’s trapezius right next to his scent glands. As her lips and pointed canines ghosted over L’s skin a shiver went down his spine.

“Won’t that be a mate mark?” He asked.

“What? Of course not~ mate marks are higher up on the neck, trust me I’m an omega I know these things,” Misa said. It wasn’t per se that L was ignorant, far from it he was actually dead on about them being mate marks. However, the heat had turned his beautiful brain to mush and he was in a complete daze.

Naturally, that’s how Misa ended up sinking her teeth into L’s tender flesh. He groaned at the mix of pain and pleasure. A shiver ran down his body and he closed his eyes as his body processed what was happening. Misa licked over the mark before pulling away.

“See you don’t feel mated do you?” L shook his head. Not yet at least. He went to bite Misa and she let out a small moan.

L bent down to where Light slept, a bit restlessly, and began kissing and licking his neck, it smelled so amazing he did feel the urge to bite him. So he did. Light’s eyes widen and he lets out a hiss, his side eyes L.

“What the fuck…!” Light muttered out low curses before getting hit with a wave of the heat, and the new feeling of a mate mark forming. once L had removed his teeth out of the other man Light was quick to shove him back. A frown on his face as he got ready to give him hell.

“Light, what's wrong?” Misa asked, sliding closer to him.

“What’s wrong? Ryuzaki just bit-“ Light clutched his head and he hissed. Misa came around to cradle Light’s head and began releasing more pheromones. The scent was a little dreamy and helped pacify his previous anger.

“It’s alright it was just a little nibble,” Misa said, kissing the corner of Light’s mouth. Light grumbled but Misa ignored it and continued peppering kisses on Light’s face. She tilted her head to the side exposing her scent glands that were silently calling for Light, bite me, bite me! They seemed to say. Light kisses Misa’s jaw, traveling his way down to her neck reluctantly as he is drawn closer to mark her.

“Bite me,” Misa said in a low seductive whisper.

“I’m not mate marking you,” Light said in between suckling hickies onto her neck, a small whimper came from her mouth before she spoke. L was silently watching them talk, his eyes switching between Misa and Light, seeing them in a new light.

“It’s not a mate mark,” Misa replied softly, Light sighed, his tongue licking over his teeth. It wasn’t as if he wasn’t didn’t want to bite Misa, he just wanted to avoid mating with her if possible. Light nibbled and nipped at Misa’s tender neck. As he went in for a deeper bite Misa suddenly shifted and he bit right into her trapezius. Misa gasped and Light’s eyes dilated as his teeth sank into her skin, he quickly pulled away.

“Dammit Misa!” Light cursed, glaring harshly at Misa, his hands flexed and his eyes twitched. His alpha was yelling at him for raising his voice at Misa, his (unfortunate) new mate and L was looking at him with a dark look. It was a warning. Only now he was seeing the marks on their necks. Misa rubbed her thighs together and Light could smell her sweet slick, of course, she was getting off on this. Light thought.

“Misa you lied,” L said, even if he couldn't find it in his body to stay mad at his new mate.

“Well technically no, it did make everything better right.?” She placed a hand on him and gave him a sweet smile.

“Aren’t you supposed to be the smartest detective in the world or whatever? How did you believe her?” Light asked, looking at L with a glower.

“Look I’m not really thinking straight right now ok,” L shrugged and massaged his fingers through his hair.

“Yeah Light, that’s just how heats are,” Misa said, defending the black-haired man. They all sat silent for a moment, it was the first time any one of them had actually said it.

“But like why are you two going through a heat in the first place, Like I’m not even due for my heat until a few more months ” Misa murmured.

“That's actually a good question.”

“Uh… hormonal imbalance” He was sweating, it was nervousness he was feeling but then it got worse.

Light suddenly felt extremely hot, beads of sweat rolled down his skin and his hair stuck to the sides of his face and his forehead. He laid back in the nest and wiped his arm over his forehead. His chest heaved as he tried to regulate his overwhelming fever. His hole was leaking slick and puckering around nothing. He was so unbelievably horny but it was so different from his usual horniness. He had been trying to push down the feeling but he couldn’t deny it anymore, he felt so severely submissive.

He was holding back whimpers and whines that led L and Misa to pick up on his needs. L felt his eyes constrict as he moved closer to Light’s hole, he pushed his finger into his hole, and it gave him no problems. Light jumped at the intrusion he pushed his finger all the way in before pulling it out and getting the taste of Light on his tongue. Then he pushes another finger in after he adds the first,

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” L starts to slowly trust his fingers and it shuts him up if only for a moment, his cock was throbbing as he felt the need to fuck the man who had his legs open for him. He licked up any of the dripping clear lubricants that came out of his hole. He was feeling like he was having a heart attack due to the overwhelming desire to be fucked.

He was sucking up his slick and thrusting his fingers into Light until he watched his cock twitch from just the penetration of his fingers alone. His tongue flicked up to his balls and back down his fingers spreading open Light’s easy hole. He held back slutty moans as L’s fingers curled up to push against his oozing walls. He gets a definitive sound when L hits his prostate. Light bites his lips and covers his flushed face. He felt like his heart was going to stop if he didn't get something more now, his heart was skipping beats as he felt like he was going cum by getting his asshole fingered. Light's ass lifts, his back arches, and his cock spasms, shooting a weak load to fall back onto him.

“You taste so good that I have to have you now” L pulls his fingers out of his slip ‘n slide hole with a wet sound.

L rubbed his tip along Light’s hole that was soaked with slick. Light turned his head to the side trying to hide his expression as L teased his needy hole. Light suppressed a whimper as L pushed the head of his cock into his ass. L let out a groan at the feeling of the tightness around his cock. He slowly pushed his way into the tense entrance, L let out a groan and Light almost screamed. Misa scoots over and pats his damp hair. Light closes his eyes to try and get used to the feeling of someone inside of him.

“Just relax, it’s not gonna feel good when you’re clenching so tightly,” L said to Light. L starts off slow with his thrusts, as he tries to help him get used to his length filling his canal up till his hips are flushed against his. He then sped up and rocked his hips at a medium pace, while holding Light’s legs apart. Thrusting his hips in an upward motion L let out a pleasured sigh as his hips pushed in and out of the other man. Light bit his lips to trap the noises of pleasure that itched to escape his mouth. It felt so good but he wanted more, it wasn’t enough to temper the fierce heat. Finding just the right angle L shot his fat tip right against Light’s prostate and he couldn’t help the sob that escaped from his mouth.

“Since Light won’t say it, keep doing whatever it is you just did,” Misa said with a giggle. Light could tell her heat was kicking back up by the way she rubbed her thighs together. However, that wasn’t something that he could help with when L was rearranging his guts.

L learned more on top of Light, biting him in places he could easily reach, littering him with hickeys on his chest and even a few on his arms. He held the angle he thrusted into him over and over, the time between his trust getting shorter and shorter as he moved rougher. As L roughly fucked into Light’s squelching hole his heavy balls slapped against his ass. The constant barrage left is ass reddened. L could feel like Light was close to climax from the way he squeezed around him. He found himself holding off on his orgasm so he could continue thrusting into Light’s hole. From the way Light spasmed around him he expected to see a few ropes of cum spurt out from his cock however slick clear liquid gushed around his cock, and a whimper escaped Light’s mouth.

Misa reached down and swiped her fingers through the juices before giving it a taste; she let out a satisfactory hum. It had a nice mild sweetness to it but was still alpha-ish somehow like a softer sweeter version of his cum is what she deduced. L’s head fell down as he felt the constriction of Light’s walls on him, he could feel himself getting closer. He tightens his grip on Light’s legs and pulls him into his lap, he folds him over and thrusts up into Light who grips the messy sheets. He was letting out whimpers of his own, feeling the smell of their heats on overdrive.

He felt his mouth salivate as he was overcome with the urge to complete the mate mark. He let his teeth aching to sink into him. Each thrust felt like he was being called and begged to submit and bite him. He had pulled L closer as if he had already known what Light wanted. L tilted his neck for Light to bite him and when he did they both let out a shaky moan. It made them shiver and it added a blanket of pleasure, it was feeling all kinds of good and it almost made him wish he would have done it sooner, but he knew when he got the better thought in mind he’d regret it. That thought seems to sum itself up when Misa pulls his neck to the side and bites him afterway. He couldn’t do anything nor did he want to do anything about any of it at the current moment. He was far too distracted by what L was doing to him.

Along with the new angle, and official marks, it all came a whole new dimension of pleasure, Light was drooling with pleasure, he felt like he couldn't get enough of the feeling and his head weakly tried to reach for something to grab on to as he gets ready for an all intense orgasm as he felt the subtle growing of L’s knot getting bigger within him. His eyes were watering and he refused to look up at L as he pounded into him. It was all too much for Light, as he had overcome him like a volcano ready for eruption. His cum had shot out of him, getting on himself and a bit on L’s exposed lower half.

“There you go” Misa had made her best efforts to soothe Light with his orgasm, he let out a string of moans as he clenched around L which sent the other alpha into a frenzy, he rutted against him as he got to his own peak. His cock throbbed, his grip tightened on Light's legs when he held them far apart to slam his hips into him. His knot swelled and he cums inside of Light, all that seemed to cause a funny feeling to burn in Light's chest. L collapses on top of Light, as cum gets even more on them both. They were both huffing and puffing as they lay stuck together by L’s knot

The week went by with little sleep and a lot of sex, some passionate and some rather rough.

On the second day, L was woken up to Light pounding Misa on her hands and knees. Such lewd loud moans were coming from her mouth. It was a wonder that he hadn’t woken up sooner.

“Ah- Ah Light, you feel so good~” Misa moaned. Her pussy creamed around him as he pistoned into her g-spot over and over again. The fat of her ass rippled as Light’s hips slapped against hers. With every second and every thrust, they came closer to cumming.

“Knot it please, cum inside! I want your pups~” Misa whined. Light certainly does not want to get Misa pupped up. The through did make his dick twitch, however.

“Oh fuck! m’ gonna cum~” Misa cried out. The coil that had been slowly winding in her core snapped and she was hit by overwhelming pleasure, yet, Light didn’t stop the assault on her cunt.

“L-light wait, I can barely take it,” But light continued, his cock burying itself further into Misa’s cunt. Her eyes rolled back and her mouth hung open dumbly as all she could even think of was Light’s cock bullying its way into her pussy. It seemed like the pleasure would never stop like Light was going to be fucking into her abused cunt for hours. (it was five more minutes)

“Oh~ so fucking tight” Light moaned as his knot caught on the inside of Misa’s wet cavern and filled up her womb with his sticky seed.

Misa fell asleep with Light’s knot still inside her. A considerable amount of time later, after much caressing, fucking sucking and mutual masturbation L crawled over and pawed at Lights’s thighs. They lay on their sides, facing each other. L’s lips came around his tip, He licked over the slit and his tongue swirled around Light’s angry red tip.

Meanwhile Light was licking stripes up L’s throbbing length. Light wouldn’t exactly say that he had come around to having an alpha over him. The feeling of wanting to submit to someone in the way he did with L was foreign but not exactly unwanted, at least while he was suffering through this heat, afterwards, he could find a solution to the situation. Light’s head bobbed up and down, taking half of L’s length into his mouth. At one point Light was quite literally fucking into L’s mouth, his cock routinely hitting the back of his throat and sliding against his tongue.

Avoiding knotting in each other's mouths they reluctantly pulled away from each other and Light’s ego was repaired a bit by topping L. Pressing his tip against the tight ring of muscle. Light positioning L onto his back, L looks up at him while frog blinking. He moved between his legs.

Towards the middle of the week, it felt like a blur, whether it was intentional or not it was completely hard to remember all that had happened. Yet one person seemed to know enough of what had happened, and that was Misa. She told them that in the heat of the moment they had shared an intimate feeling with each other while L was stuck again inside Light for what felt like longer for his knot to go down. Misa wasn’t going to let them forget it. In fact, Misa may or may not have gotten a picture or two of the two men making out with a loving passion.

Sometime at the end of the week, they all woke up in the middle of the night with slick covering their thighs and unbearable heat in their stomachs, it was so much worse than the rest of the days, Misa explained that towards the end of a heat, they get really intense. L was balls deep in Misa’s ass and Light was in front of her sucking on her clit. After Misa’s first orgasm Light plunged his way into Misa's pussy and they went at it for hours after, in various positions of course.

Then on the last day, they all felt like mushes of lusted and sweaty blobs and the fabrics of the nest were crunchy. Some of them look like an old abandoned sock of a questionable recluse penis haver. The amount of sex they had was extreme and sweaty and hot but in the end at least they all came out alive.

Being a polyamorous mated pair wasn’t exactly in the plan for Light, however, he supposed he could work around it, he was going to be the god of the new world after all and he rationalized that it was perfectly reasonable for a god to have more than one mate (even if he had an alpha over him… for now at least), Well for now, all he had to worry about is cleaning up this nest. After washing their bodies, and the contents of the nest and reassembling it. They lay down in the nest Misa lay on Light's chest purring softly as she rubbed her wrist against Light’s scent glands and his clothes before doing the same with L and then the same with the other two. After thoroughly scenting each other they laid down. Light was lulled into peace by the for purring of Misa and the low rumbling of L. Before he fell asleep he looked up to see what Rias and Ryuk were doing,

Rias is juggling apples in her hand, a cheeky look on her face. “I'll give you Five apples for a smooch” She looked at him as she hopped closer to Ryuk, who was very much considering her offer.

“....Yes”

He sighed, wishing he hadn’t looked, and laid back down with his mates,

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