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h3rmess · 1 month ago

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I’LL DO IT!

Written by @h3rmess ✰

“Whatever your type, baby, if that’s what you like, I’ll do it.”

You, the second kira, are dating Light. He needs your eyes more than anything in order to keep punishing criminals and create a perfect new world. Are you really convinced that easily?

notes : I just finished watching death note (I cried at the end) it was so beautiful. I’ve been in love with light from the start so here! 2.3k words!!

WARNINGS : lightyagami x afab!reader, fingering (f receiving), marking, squirting, manipulation, spanking, some cursing, dominant!light, light cums himself…,light tells you to leave after (sorry)

You knock on his front door softly. It was 6:34PM, so Light had already finished his classes. You had waited the whole day to see him, being distracted during all of your lessons by the idea of seeing him again. You wondered what he was wearing, how he had styled his hair.

Your heart races as the door opens, the warm face of his mother meeting yours.

“Oh, hello! It’s nice to see you again.” She greets you kindly as Light’s sister appears behind her.

“Y/N! You’re back!” She runs to pull you into a hug with a smile.

“Thank you for having me on such short notice.” You speak, bowing to them before taking your shoes off.

You hear footsteps in the background, indicating Light coming downstairs. He was wearing his usual white button up, the top button remaining undone. He runs a hand through his hair, his auburn locks falling perfectly back into place. Your heart races as he stepped towards you.

“Hey, you’re here.” He speaks, his voice, intoxicating as ever. You nod as he takes your wrist, pulling you towards the stairs.

“Mom, could you make us some tea?” He requests as he drags you upstairs. Once you enter his room, he locks the door carefully, before turning back to you.

“You know what this means? The fact that you’re back here?” He questions as you nods. “So you’re willing to help me?”

He takes a seat on his desk chair as usual, his body relaxing slightly as he looks up at you. You cross your arms, your face twisting into a sour look.

“I’m not stupid, y’know?” You state.

“What makes you say that? I never once said you were…” He replies, acting confused.

You let out a harsh huff, taking off your coat and walking over to hang it on his door. You slowly walk back to him, retaking your place in front of him. You glare at him for a bit, but he just looks back at you blankly, making you more frustrated.

“Do you think every girl you talk to is some dense doll who’ll submit to your whim no matter what?” You quiz, malicious intent behind your voice.

“Listen to me, I need your help. I can’t do this without your eyes. The more time goes on, the more suspicious L becomes of me. I can’t let it go on like this, do you want to get caught too?” He rebuttals, clearly trying to make you feel guilty.

“I see past your lies, okay? You’re just using me to get what you want, and to be honest, as long as you keep me as your girlfriend, I don’t have a problem with that. But that doesn’t mean that I’m not aware of the tricks you’re pulling.” You confess, growing more frustrated with every passing second.

“This is for the greater good, Y/n. You must understand.” He stands from his seat, now towering over you.

You sigh, running a hand over your face as you look back up at him. “I know, Light. It’s just…I don’t know, I don’t like how you pretend that you’re not using me, even though I said you could.”

He steps closer, the warmth of his body radiating off of him. “Listen, sweetheart. I’m sorry, okay? It wasn’t my intention to make you feel that way.” His slender hand cups your face slowly as you look away, embarrassed. “What can I do to make it up to you, hm?” He turns your face, forcing you to look into his burning eyes.

Your mouth opens, but no words come out. You are unsure of what to say.

Without warning, his lips meet yours. Your eyes widen as your face set ablaze, your body relaxing slightly allowing him to indulge in the sweet taste of your lips. His saliva mingles with yours, its warmth known, but unfamiliar to your mouth.

He pulls away after a few seconds, looking down at you with hooded eyes. “Will you help me?”

You take a much needed deep breath before responding, “If you think a kiss will make me agree, you must be stupid.” You speak softly, barely above a whisper.

Light groans, pushing his hair out of his face as he pulls away from me.

“Women…” He mutters as he walks towards the door, hurrying downstairs.

Your mind is full of thoughts and questions as you hear him come back upstairs after a few seconds. He locks the door once more before sitting down on his bed.

His hands slowly move to his shirt, unbuttoning it as he looks up at you.

“W-what are you doing?” You ask in panic.

He doesn’t respond, throwing his shirt onto the ground.

“Come here.” He orders, leaving no room for argument. You stand in front of him, wondering what he might do.

“Sit.”

You comply, taking a seat next to him on his bed. His hand immediately grips onto your thigh, causing you to gasp.

“Light?”

He ignores you, his hand snaking under your skirt. He pulls you into another kiss, yet this time there is fire behind it. You can’t process what is happening, and so you just let it happen.

His tongue dips into your mouth, caressing each inch of it, tangling with your tongue. His other hand moved to the back of your neck, gently gripping your hair, pulling on it slightly. You moan softly, submitting to the pleasure as your crotch throbs.

He pulls away and starts attacking your neck, leaving no room to breathe or think.

Your eyes feel weak as you whine, his hand dangerously close to your core, leaving your skirt absolutely useless when it came to hiding your arousal.

He sits up, his lips disconnecting from your neck before he reaches for the hem of your shirt.

“Arms up.” He commands as you comply.

He takes off your tank top, throwing it onto the bed. All that remains is your leopard print bra. He sucks on your chest, not bothering to take off your bra. His tongue dances over your skin. He moves his mouth to another part of your chest once he is done. You look down to see a reddish-purple bruise, glistening with his saliva. Your eyes widen as he continues his work, each hickey painting a masterpiece over your chest. He finishes up his work, placing a soft peck on your lips as he looks into your eyes, as if he was judging whether he had you at his beck and called yet. He looks back down at your skirt.

“I want you bent over my lap.” He speaks boldly, causing your heart to drum against your chest.

You submit, squirming slightly with excitement. Your ass faces him as your tits press against his lap, the rest of your body lying on the bed. He doesn’t bother to remove your skirt, instead flipping it up to reveal your ass, and most of all, your matching leopard print thong which is clearly soaked.

“Insatiable…” he mumbles before moving to hook your panties, pulling them to the side. They stay on one side of your labia, revealing everything to Light.

“Are you always this wet when you’re with me?” He asks as you nod without hesitation.

You hear a soft chuckle from him, his hands moving to your inner thighs. His touch was cold on your skin, causing you to jerk slightly.

His fingers graze against your folds, causing your cunt to clench with desperation. His fingers move to your clit, rubbing it in circles. He knows exactly what he’s doing.

You whimper, your body tensing slightly at his dominant touch, all sense and rationality completely gone as you surrender yourself to him.

Without warning, he slips a finger into your tight hole, just to grasp what he working with, immediately followed by another. You gasp, taken aback by his sudden actions as your back arches, forcing your breasts to press harder against his toned thighs.

“Light…” you mewl, your plea shooting straight to his cock, making his erection painfully obvious.

Though he hates to admit it, he is easily aroused by you. Even as much as showing up at his door in your uniform or wearing a shirt that leave little to the imagination leaves him lying awake at night, fantasising about all the ways he could ruin you.

His fingers thrusted relentlessly, forcing themselves in and out of your pulsing hole, the wet sounds of your pussy filling the room, causing both of your arousal to increase. You squirm in his lap, moaning and whining constantly as he tortures your cunt, his two fingers causing more damage than any man you’d had before.

“Fuck!” You squeak out, your back arching further as your hands move to grip his bedsheets for support. Your legs shook as he continued his tormenting, your plump ass met by a sudden smack.

“O-ow! Light…” You couldn’t help but feel more turned on by his gesture, your pussy clenching around his fingers. The heat of the slap lingers for a bit, before dispersing, leaving only the ache of where he had hit you and your womanhood.

“Don’t be so loud, Y/n. Do you want to be caught like this? Losing your mind over my fingers?” He questions, causing you to shut up at the thought of the humiliation you’d face if you were seen like this.

You bury your face into his sheets, moaning as much as you needed, the muffled sound still very evident, but not enough to get you caught.

His movements become faster, your pussy wetter - quite literally dripping - as he plunges deeper into your heat. You feel your heart racing, indicating your impending orgasm. His other hand moves, his firm thumb pressing against your clit without abandon. It fiddles your nub, rubbing it up and down, left and right, with no sense of direction whatsoever.

He’s just trying to make you cum. No, he will make you cum.

Your jaw drops as your hole clenches even harder around his fingers, your pussy pulsing, waiting for sweet release.

“Are you close?” Light growls, his voice deeper than usual, more sensual than what you had previously known.

“I’m- oh fuck! Yes! I-I’m so close!” You fuck yourself back onto his fingers, chasing your release.

Abruptly, Light takes hold of your hair, gripping it like a ponytail and pulling your head up slightly, just enough to allow you to make eye contact with him.

“If I let you cum, that means you’re going to do exactly as I say, no questions asked.” His fingers never stop pounding into you furiously. He cocks an eyebrow up as you fail to give him a response.

“Let me rephrase that. You will follow my every command, no matter what. Do as I say and follow me mindlessly. Do you understand?” He asserts himself once more, defining his dominion over you.

You can’t help but whine, your orgasm dangerously close.

“N-ngh… ah- I… mmmhhmm… yes! I understand, L-light. Gonna…ahh-“ You can barely get a word out as you agree to his terms.

“Tell me you’re mine. Tell me I can do what I wish with you.” He demanded.

“I’m yours, Light! I-I need to cum… ngh.. please..p-please let me… I’ll do a-nything you…ah! ask… please!” You beg, satisfying him enough to give you what you want.

He grins sadistically, speeding up his pace, ensuring your finish. Your mouth flies open, your jaw fixed in place as you moan out desperately, as if you’re in pain. Your eyes roll back into your head, your body shaking and trembling, unable to hold back your orgasm. Your pussy gushes, your fluids flying all over Light’s slender hands, some splashing onto his clothes and even his bed. He doesn’t stop, his fingers pressing against your spongy walls, targeting your g-spot. You cry out as his movements continue, practically begging him to stop - your pussy aches from overstimulation. Tears fill your eyes, a smile adorning your face as your body fills with pleasure, leaving you dumb. Your words are broken, making no sense at all. You plea, stating how good you felt, continuing to cry out, dampening his sheets in the process.

As your orgasm comes to an end at last, your body flops onto Light’s bed, almost lifeless. You fight to keep your eyes open, to keep yourself conscious when you hear Light speak.

“There’s no going back, okay? If you do, you know what I’m capable of.” He threatens, referring to the death note. You nod lazily, still attempting to catch your breath, small mewls continuing to escape from your lips.

“Good girl. Now, clean up and put your clothes back on. Then, leave my house like nothing happened.” He orders, leaving no room for argument. He looks at the mess you had made, sighing, knowing he’ll have to make up an excuse to tell his mother.

You do as he says, tidying up quickly and rushing downstairs, mumbling a quick “thank you” to his mother and sister, before speeding off hurriedly and flushed.

Light remains in his room, still sat on his bed. He can’t help but bring his fingers to his nose, inhaling your scent deeply, and then to his lips, sucking off your mess. He groans in annoyance, seeing the wet patch on his groin, this time a mess of his own.

‘How could I be so easily enticed?’ He wonders, slowly removing his pants and placing them on the floor, ready to be washed.

He really needs to concentrate if he is going to end L.

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