#first light request!!

[morbiderotica]

Hii! I saw your writing for Mello about having sex for the first time etc, and I was wondering if you could write something like that for Light?? Thank you!!

★ SMELLS LIKE HONEY & SEX ─ fem!reader

#WARNINGS ─ smut, first time sex, sadist!light, probs ooc light, sorry this took so long

#SUMMARY ─ "the room was warm and your stomach was in knots. light's fingers rubbing circles into your hips." there's a first time for everything.

the room was warm and your stomach was in knots. light's fingers rubbing circles into your hips. you're legs on either side of light with you on his lap. you had never been this close to him. your eyes scanned every part of his face. "are you alright?" he held back a laugh at the sight of you mesmerized by him. "yeah." you whispered, leaning down to close the gap between you.

his lips were soft, you knew that though. it wasn't the first time you've kissed him but this time was just different. this time you were on top of him wearing only one of his old t-shirts and your underwear. he pulled away from the kissing, looking up at you with a look you've never seen him have.

his hands slipped under your shirt, rubbing up your clammy skin. you gasped at the feeling of his cold hands. "light." you whisper his name and his actions stop, his eyes meeting yours once again. "what is it?" he asks, but he knows. he can see it in your eyes and he can hear it in your voice. you bit your lip, contemplating what to say or how to say it.

"i.." you begin and light lets a smirk slide onto your face. "yes? you what?" it was oh so sick a twisted of him to tease you like this, a small whine squeezing past your swollen lips. "i need you." it was quiet and fast, and red embarrassment spread across your face seconds after you said it. light's hands gave your waist a little squeeze as he leaned a little closer to you.

"sorry, what was that?" you pout at his words. you know he heard you. "light." you whine with a little annoyance to which he laughs. "okay, okay." he lifts you off his lap and lays you down on the bed. he hovers over you and you're suddenly the butterflies in your stomach are fluttering more than they ever have as the realization that this is really happening for the first time sets in.

he gently slides your shirt up to expose your stomach. he leaves small kisses on your lower stomach as his free hand wraps around your thigh, pulling you just a little closer to him. your breath hitched with each kiss. he lifted his head up, looking at you once more before moving his hands to your underwear, toying with your waistband.

he gently pulled them down, putting them aside on the bed. the warm air was cool on your exposed cunt. sure, light always tried to act stoic and he always had a poker face on, but this time he just couldn't. "fuck." he whispered at the sight of you. his hand landed on your thigh, rubbing gently as he just looked at you. the way you were completely at his mercy intrigued him.

you watched light as he leaned his head down and started leaving kisses on your cunt. you moaned at the feeling and quickly threw your hand over your mouth. it wasn't long before he was fully tongue fucking you. you muffley moaned through your hand. the all too unfamiliar feeling taking over your body.

light lifts his head up wiping the corners of his mouth with his thumb. his hands are going back to your shirt, lifting you up by your back softly to remove the shirt from your body. he admires your body for a moment, taking in the sight of you, saving it in his mind like he'll never see it again. "it's unfair that you're still dressed." your voice breaks him from his trance-like state.

he chuckles lowly before leaning down to kiss you. "is it now?" he mumbles against your lips. you nod your head and light can't help but find it adorable. "alright, fine." he sits back up and starts unbuttoning his button-down shirt. you watch intently with purpose, you've seen light unbutton his shirts before.

like when he changed them or they were too suffocating, but this time, knowing he was unbuttoning it because you wanted him to or because you were naked and you wanted things to be fair, it was far better. once he finishes unbuttoning the shirt he slides it off and nicely folds it and places it next to where he rested your underwear and shirt. "i suppose i should take these off too, hm?" he gestured to his pants as he started undoing his belt.

again you watched intently. you hadn't realized how needy you were until this very moment. it was silent apart from his belt clattering and the zipper of his pants buzzing. the anticipation was killing you. you were so eager by now, more eager than you've ever been in your life. light was left in just his boxers now and god, was he enjoying torturing you with patience.

you brought your hand down to your clit, trying to ease any ache that you could. light couldn't help but laugh at how desperate you were, watching as you touch your swollen clit just for him. as much as he enjoyed the view he was quick to move your hand away. your saddened face was just enough for him to finally pull off his boxers.

"i'm much better than your hand." he cockily admitted, lining himself up with your entrance. you didn't even have the time to admire how big he was before he was pushing into you. you moaned loudly into your hand, muffling the sound. light reached up to your face and removed your hand from your mouth, pinning both of your hands above your head with just his one hand.

his other hand rested on your stomach, his thumb gently rubbing your tummy as he let you get used to the way his dick stretched you out. he didn't bother asking if you were ready, the way you squeeze around him was enough confirmation. his thrusts were slow and steady. you tried to keep your moans low and quiet but the way he slid in and out of you gently but also rough at the same time was too euphoric.

"there you go, honey, just relax." he watched with a smirk on his face as your face contorted in pleasure. he couldn't even believe he had waited so long to feel the inside of your pussy. his grunts were low and periodic, wanting to hear the pretty noises that you were making instead.

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