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The waves of bells kept swarming in L's head, the bells of a school..? Or perhaps a church..?it took him way back to the days he was still at the wammy's watari had just withdrawn him from that place. He gently squeezed his hand it felt offly comforting and warm despite the cold weather. Watari, heavens knows why he decided to take care of him. No. He knew why it was because of his intelligence at such a young age L was able to comprehend and make sure smart business decisions, if watari was the world's greatest inventor.. then L was the world's greatest tool to him, an intelligent kid who had no one else and no understanding of the world yet he just need to harbour his talents. L felt almost robotic and apathetic all his life he had no interest in academics but still studied, he had no true hunger yet he still ate. Perhaps the reason he loved sweets so much was because he has never eaten many before watari first gave him one.. the sweet taste it left in his mouth lingered. He actually.. enjoyed something. To the other kids and to himself he was a monster he never saw another monster like himself.. until he did, he never thought that second monster would be the death of him. He remembers the way his eyes lit up when he found out what he wanted to do and the way watari looked at him, from an eight year old detective to the world's greatest detective by twenty four he succeeded in everything he did. Solved every case he got until.. recently. Two years passed since he had taken the kira case and deep down he felt empty. He never made a mistake before but the first one he made was the death of him, showing his identity. He questioned was he L? Or was L him? Without his intelligence would watari have taken a chance on him? Would anyone even care if he wasn't L? Or would he just be another ordinary weird kid suffering in an orphanage he was nothing but a tool to the world. "For justice" what even was true justice? . . . Data erased. The red flashing lights, it snapped him back into reality. Watari.. he had spoken with watari earlier this likely meant that watari was.. gone now and he was next. He wasn't one to cry but he felt a pang in his chest it didn't matter what could have happened watari was still the closest parental figure L had whether he'd like to admit it or not he tried to warn the others when suddenly he felt that intense pain in his chest he dropped the spoon in his hand and slowly began to fall off the chair as his murderer caught him. He stared dazely bells.. the wammy's.. children crying.. watari.. in his final moments he knew he was right that smirk said it all. His biggest regret was not being able to save light from himself, despite sacrificing so many lives one who was just like himself and he couldn't save him from becoming an even bigger monster. Hopefully near and Mello wouldn't make the same mistakes as me.. was all he thought before he slowly embraced the dark abyss of death somewhat content yet not content with his life. Afterall he had long forgotten he was human in the first place.
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barsoapp · 4 months
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I am justice,
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raguma1504 · 12 days
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i like the idea of light seeing l's ghost after his death but in a comedic way
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nerdynuala · 1 month
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Had a vision at 3 am and instead of being concerned as I should, I turned it into a comic with the weak excuse of it being a healthy pose drawing practice (yeah no, there's nothing healthy about this)
Anyway L has found a new way to confirm if Light is Kira
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I would say he's Kira
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jichanxo · 2 months
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okay i know they went to university basically never because plot, but i'm forever amused by the idea of strangers seeing these two together and being baffled/wildly wrong about them
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lawlightism · 1 year
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moumouton4 · 9 months
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Voyeurism || L Lawliet + Light Yagami x fem!reader
A/n : Prompt 11 of the Smutember 2023 ( Well this is a test because if you know me I've never written something like this ) Also thank you so much for the anon who gave me this idea ! I can tag you if you want just let me know in the comments 😙
The list of promps is HERE
Smutember 2023 Masterlist ⚜
Warnings : voyeurism, masturbation, rough sex, exhibitionism ?, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it
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L had always been known for his concentration when he set out to solve an investigation that no one else could answer. In fact, he was recently called upon to help solve a number of unexplained deaths in Tokyo. He had found his main suspect in Light Yagami, a brilliant young man who undoubtedly had the necessary intelligence to achieve whatever he set out to do.
L was well aware of this, and so decided to handcuff himself to the other young man. However, the latter had asked to regain his autonomy for a week, because according to him, his girlfriend was coming to visit him. L was suspicious at first, as he hadn't had any information about this famous Y/n L/n his suspect was talking about. At first, he refused, too skeptical, but finally, on the day you came to the meeting point and after a long body search, you were allowed to enter the HQ and Light was released from his restraints.
However, L hadn't said his last word, and so he asked for cameras A-B-S-O-L-U-T-E-L-Y everywhere, so that no plot could be hatched while he couldn't physically watch Light. To organize himself, the detective opened the surveillance videos on one screen and the files he was studying as part of his investigation on another. The day itself had passed without a hitch.
When night came, however, things took a completely different turn. Although you and Light were not sleeping in the same room, L, still awake at this late hour, became aware of the suspicious movement. Just as he was about to alert one of his colleagues, however, something unexpected happened. He saw you on the surveillance screens, throwing yourself at Light, who kissed you and began to strip off your clothes in the process. Throwing you bare before the men's eyes. Except that one was supposed to see and the other not at all.
In no time at all, all your clothes flew to the four corners of the room, before intertwining on the fresh sheets. L was well aware that you weren't going to do anything wrong that might hinder the investigation in this situation, and especially that he may not be supposed to witness the sexual frolics of two young adults. But one thing prevented him from looking away from the live video. He who was only interested in investigations and sweets found himself totally obnubilated by Light's manner, exerting all his dominance over you, pinning you against the bed as he quickly railed into you, as if he knew that here anyone could come and disturb you at any moment ( no, Light didn't ask you to come and break L's concentration )
The raven-haired young man tried as hard as he could not to look at the obscene scene unfolding before his eyes, but no matter what he did, his gaze always ended up returning to the forbidden content. He even found himself thinking what a pity it was not to have added sound to it, he couldn't help imagining the different noises you could make. And just that thought and the images gave him a hard on. Which surprised him, because he'd long thought that this kind of content had no impact on his body.
Though, the heat that began to rise in him showed the real influence your actions had on his hormones, his eyes never taking their eyes off your body, which arching against Light's as he fucked you hard. 
Without having to reach any further, he witnessed this intimate moment of two lovers cumming, bodies clinging to each other as you both shook with ecstasy. It was only after the two of you had calmed down in the video that L came out of his trance like state, realizing that his hand was tightly gripping his hardened member through the softness of his pants. He let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, but he couldn't help but wonder if it would happen again. He knew it was wrong, yet he couldn't help doing a little math in his head : on average, young adults have sex 3 times a week. He couldn't wait.
Maybe it was the thrill of the new place or the excitement of the investigation, but during that week you'd have sex once a day. And each single time, L was there to watch Light pound into your pussy. He wondered how tight you were, but seeing the look on his suspect's face almost made him want to leave his office and go to your room.
From the third day onwards, he began to masturbate as he followed your lovemaking, something he'd never had the idea or the desire to do before. And when he saw you talking or walking in the corridors, his big black eyes followed your every move as if he could see through your clothes, and with his photographic memory this was practically the case. When you talked to him he always got hard and his grey pants didn't hide anything, luckily he was sitting down most of the time.
But you and Light weren't as innocent as all that, you knew full well that there were cameras in your room, maybe that's why you did it so many times. This may be the only case L won't be able to solve.
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chuulyssa · 3 months
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drunk and driven. (light yagami)
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↷ A/N ─ happy belated birthday to light and me !! i hope you enjoy this :) again, this is NOT rape/non-con. the reader is as sober as light here. written by a zombie-me at 4am. also im sorry if the camera topic is overused, i just couldnt help myself fantasizing about this
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!! TAGS ─ f!reader, dom!light, drinking, smut, fingering, spanking, unprotected sex, p in v, nicknames (good girl, pretty girl, etc.), edging, begging kink, voyeurism
★ PROLOGUE ─ your boyfriend punishes you for almost letting slip his real identity
SMUT, 18+, MDNI
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The dim glow of the television cast shadows around the room. You had been at your high school's farewell party, and had too many drinks there to stumble back home in one piece. It was almost midnight, so there was also no way your boyfriend, Light Yagami, would have let you out of his sight, especially with how tipsy you were. He was quite protective of you, but he was right. You let out a drunk sigh and looked away, silently accepting the fact that you'd have to meet his parents in the morning and share a few awkward exchanges.
Light had had more drinks than you at the party, but he looked far from as drunk as you currently were. He was quietly watching a movie on the TV, stroking your hair lightly. Your gaze went up from Light to the flickering screen. A sudden surge of courage rushed through you.
"Light," you whispered, breaking the silence with your hoarse voice.
"No, you're not going home tonight," Light replied without looking at you.
"No, it's not that," you said frustratedly.
Light raised his eyebrows, hearing you slur your words due to the effects of the alcohol. Still, he did not look at you.
"How much did you drink?"
"Less than what you drank," your throat burned, your eyes drooping slightly.
He ignored you, seemingly engrossed in the movie, but you knew it was all just an act for the cameras L had set up.
You continued, "And it doesn't matter how much I drank, because either way, you refuse to give me attention."
Ryuk snickered in the corner.
Light frowned, finally turning his attention towards you as his eyes trailed down your body. He noticed the dark circles under your eyes, the redness of your cheeks, and the slight swaying of your body.
He looked at you for a few more seconds with a calculating look before sighing and setting the remote on his table. He stood up, "You should really get some sleep."
"No," you repeated.
"I-" Light was starting to get annoyed. "Are you crazy? Don't you want to go home tomorrow?"
"I just- I-" You sighed again, leaning back against your chair and almost falling off.
"Idiot," Light muttered, catching you before you fell. He carried you to his bed and lay you down gently before covering you with his blanket. "Are you comfortable? Do you want me to sleep on the floor?"
"No, no, I need cuddles," you smiled drunkenly, completely forgetting what you were going to say back when you had gotten some "courage".
"Of course, you do," Light said proudly. "You need my cuddles to sleep."
You hummed in response. As he snottily took his shirt off before lying down next to you, you closed your eyes slightly. They were burning, as if trying to stop you from both closing them and keeping them open.
His hands made their way to your back, gently pushing your neck to his bare chest. You finally shut your heavy eyelids and snuggled closer to him. This was what you always wanted. Just you and Light. Alone.
You furrowed your eyebrows, your eyes still tightly shut, your face pressed against him. Alone? It was laughable that you thought even for a moment that you two were alone right now. Well, for one, there was a God of Death in the same room as you, trying not to pass out from the lack of apples in his digestive system. Second, a great detective was watching the two of you, possibly along with your boyfriend's own father.
Light pulled you even closer to him, inhaling your scent deeply. Soon, the two of you drifted off to dreamland, and L was left questioning whether the seventeen-year-old star student really was a murderer.
You woke up, limbs tangled with Light's. You checked your wristwatch. About four hours had passed, and as you tried to sit up, your head felt heavy from an early hangover. Light's eyes jerked open. He had always been a light sleeper.
"Hm?" he mumbled in his sleep, no longer feeling the presence of your head in the crook of his neck. "What's the matter, honey?"
"I... had a dream," you said slowly.
"Nightmare?"
"Kinda."
Light sat up slowly and reached out for a glass of water to hand to you.
You peeked into the glass, rubbing your left eye until you saw stars.
"Vodka?" you said hopefully.
"Water," he replied calmly.
You pouted pleadingly; more alcohol was what you needed right now, but you eventually had to resign to your boyfriend. You drank the water, and instantly felt much more sober than you were before. Your sleepy eyes fell on Ryuk, his legs and hands in a rather uncomfortable position, perhaps due to not having apples for such a long time.
For a moment, you, for the second time that night, completely forgot about the existence of the cameras.
You turned to Light. "How long is he going to go without apples?"
"Who, honey?" Light's eyes flashed warningly, but you were far too sleepy to notice.
"Ryuk, your Shini-"
Your words were cut off by a sharp kiss. Light had completely thrown himself at you, and you fell back down on the bed due to the sheer force of his abrupt kiss. The empty glass landed on the floor with a loud clink, but he ignored it. His hands reached under your shirt, his nails digging into the skin of your hips as if daring you to talk further.
You attempted to prop yourself up on your elbows, to gain some kind of control over what was happening. But Light pushed you back down, pulling you by your hips and roughly throwing your head down on the pillow.
He pulled away eventually, the pupils of his eyes completely red, and you cursed yourself mentally. This was not your Light. This was Kira.
He leaned away from you, got up to pick up the thrown glass and filled it with water again, but as he offered it to you, you rejected it. "I'm sober enough for this, Light."
"Very well then," Light whispered and leaned in closer to your ear. "I hope you remember you're being watched. Make sure you put on a show."
You nodded slowly, letting his hands roam around and make their way to the hem of your skirt, twirling the fabric around his fingers. He brought another hand to your top and slid it under the cloth, feeling the material of your satin bra.
"The one I gifted to you?" he raised his eyebrows, a little smirk on his face.
"Yes," you whispered, pulling his bare chest against your clothed one. "Strip me, Light."
"What's the magic word?" he teased, hand slipping under your bra and cupping your breast.
"Please," you whimpered when he pinched your nipple.
Ryuk snapped his eyes open and tumbled out of the room clumsily, perhaps to give you some privacy.
"Good girl," he didn't hide his smirk this time as he pulled your top off completely, throwing it to the side where it landed on his chair next to his own shirt. He ran his hands down your back, grabbing the zipper of your skirt and slowly pulling it down. Light slid the skirt down your legs, leaving you in a matching set of satin underwear and bra.
"Pretty," he murmured, his hand grasping his growing bulge tightly.
"Let me help you with that," you sat up on all fours and leaned in closer, a hand stretched out to touch his crotch.
You rubbed him lightly, slowly increasing your pace before unbuckling his belt and slipping your hand under his boxers. Your constant touching of his tip made him groan, hand reaching out to yank you by your hair and push you back down to the bed. You grabbed his hands and brought them to your breasts, pressing them against your chest.
"Take my bra off."
"I'm not a man to be told what to do," he said, bringing his lips down to your neck. "But I will allow it this time."
Light freed his hands from your grip and brought them to your back, unclasping the hook of your bra and letting it fall to the floor. He cupped your breasts in his hands, lowering himself so that his mouth sucked on one nipple while his hand squeezed the other.
"Fuck," you moaned, pushing his head against your chest.
He grabbed your hand and brought it once more to his crotch, letting you feel the bulge in his pants again.
"You're not the only one who's needy right now."
"You're so- god, I can't wait to feel you inside me," you said, rubbing his dick through the fabric.
"Patient girls are rewarded," he said, dragging his lips from your neck to your collarbone, his free hand ripping your panties off.
"Hey!" you whisper-screamed.
"I'll buy you another set," he said calmly, sliding two fingers inside you, curling them up and hitting your g-spot.
"Yes," you moaned, pushing his hand against your pussy. "Faster."
He brought his other hand from your nipple to your clit and started rubbing it in circles, simultaneously fucking you with his fingers.
"Fuck, I'm going to come," you whimpered after a few minutes, feeling your orgasm build.
"Mhm, do it, what a good girl," he said, rubbing your clit faster, aiding your release. You came hard on his fingers, arching your back, bucking against his hand and moaning loudly. Your legs shook, while he pulled his fingers out of your pussy and brought them to your mouth. "Clean them."
You nodded, sucking on his fingers, your teeth digging into his skin. Light smirked.
"Don't you think you should be punished?"
"Huh-? For what, Li-?"
Your words were cut off once again when he pulled you onto his lap so that your ass faced him and you lay on your stomach, pussy pressed against his crotch.
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"L, I don't think we should be watching this," Soichiro Yagami kept his eyes away from the screen, where his son, his perfect little son, was busy fingering his girlfriend. He hadn't even known he had a girlfriend, let alone the fact that they were so... intimate with each other.
"There has to be some meaning in what the girl said," L racked his brains, eyes scanning the scene, now showing you in Light's lap and his hand rubbing your ass. "Apples?"
"For god's sake, it may be some sort of safeword for when they- for when they do- this," Soichiro yelled, his eyes on the floor.
"It's not a mere coincidence, Mr Yagami," L said thoughtfully. "Apples? Kira told me 'Shinigamis' loved apples earlier. This is not a coincidence, Mr Yagami."
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"You're going to be punished for fucking everything up," he whispered in your ear before smacking your ass hard. "Count."
"One!" you yelped, feeling the sting of his hand on your ass. "Two!" "Three!" "Four!" "Five!"
He kept spanking you, alternating between your ass cheeks. You could feel his dick hard against your stomach, and ignoring the pain in your ass, you started to grind against it.
"Six!" "Seven!" "Eight!"
He spanked you harder, and you could feel your ass getting red. You were breathing heavily, and your pussy was so wet that it was dripping onto his lap.
"Nine! Ten!"
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"Can we stop watching this now?" Soichiro groaned.
"There has to be some hint," L traced the screen with his fingers which showed you getting spanked hard by Light now.
Soichiro let out an uncomfortable sigh.
"Mr Yagami, you can close your ears and eyes," L said without looking away from the screen.
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"Good girl," Light said, rubbing your ass. "Now, a reward."
He slid his pants and boxers down to his legs and wiggled out of them. He brought his dick to your pussy, rubbing its head against your clit and earning a moan from your pursed lips. He flipped you over, pinning you under him on the bed again as he continued to tease you.
"Please, Light," you begged, trying to reach out for his dick so you could push it in.
"Please what?" he said sweetly and you groaned in annoyance.
"Please fuck me."
He smiled and pushed his dick inside you slowly, savouring every inch of your tight pussy.
"Oh!" you wailed, feeling his cock stretch your pussy.
He started bucking his hips in and out, fucking you harder as his balls slapped against your clit, doubling the pleasure. He was careful not to make a sound, but he didn't stop you from letting your strangled moans out. This would be your punishment, facing his mother in the morning after getting fucked so hard by him at night.
You tried very hard to suppress your lustful sounds, eyes welling up at the thought of facing his family in a few hours, but you couldn't. He was too good. He knew just how to get under your skin. Slowly, you felt your second orgasm approaching.
"Ah, ah! I want to come," you clasped your hand against your mouth to stop yourself from screaming. He was going so hard on you, of course, his mother and his sister would wake up if he continued.
"No, you're not. Hold it in," Light commanded. "You're going to come when I say so."
He kept fucking you harder, and you could feel your orgasm building. This was torture. There was no way you could hold yourself in when he was going so hard on you.
"Please, Light," you begged, feeling your pussy clench around his dick. "I can't hold it in anymore."
"Hold it in, I said," he said, flipping you over again and spanking your ass hard. He increased his speed, and you buried your head in a pillow to muffle your screams. "I'm going to come inside you now. Understood?"
You could feel his cock twitching inside you, and you knew he wasn't lying about his orgasm. You nodded slowly, voice still distant because of the pillow.
He let out a long, satisfied groan as he released his juices inside you, pushing his dick deep inside you. You could feel his cum filling your pussy, and it sent you over the edge.
"Now, come for me, pretty girl," Light said in a hoarse voice.
"Yes!" you screamed, feeling your orgasm wash over you. His cum was dripping out of your pussy, and you could feel his cock softening inside you.
"Good," he said, pulling his cock out of you. It was scary how calm and composed he was when a minute ago, he had spanked you so hard. He grabbed a towel and wiped your pussy clean.
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Soichiro blinked at the abrupt ending of the sounds. Still refusing to look up at the screen, he asked, "Is it over now?"
"They're both still naked," L said, analyzing the place, feeling his own dick harden at your bare figure, panting and sweating as Light got off you and laid next to you, throwing the towel somewhere insignificant.
"Well then?" Soichiro said.
"Well what?"
"You made me watch my son... doing- doing stuff with his girlfriend," Soichiro said in a shaky voice, his hands behind his back to avoid pulling his hair out in frustration. "What have you understood from this?"
"What I've understood?" L said thoughtfully, his gaze unconsciously reaching his growing bulge. "Your son is quite romantic, I suppose."
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© chuulyssa, 2024 - do not copy, plagiarize or repost my works on any platforms. do not translate.
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xxbloodxx · 5 months
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was compelled to draw matchy icons for me and my bff… an homage to one of the greatest scenes of all time.
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Death Note headcanon
I like to believe that A was probably an emotionally vulnerable, gentle, and extremely gifted kid, they were probably also close friends with B, and B would have tried to protect and help A to deal with their feelings. After A committed suicide that might have made B finally snap and he held it in him which triggered the L.A.B.B Murder Cases later on probably not canon but I like to think that B and A were either siblings or very very close friends (maybe Rue was A's real name, and that's why he chose the name Rue Ryuzaki?)
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pepperfellover · 2 months
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L Gaze (Off-putting)
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deathnotewiki · 7 months
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October 31, 1979: L Lawliet is born.
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pfpanimes · 16 days
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⌕ death note - l lawliet.
like or reblog if you save/use.
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lawlightism · 1 year
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i had to
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moumouton4 · 9 months
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Sweet And Slow || L Lawliet x fem!reader
A/n : Prompt 8 of the Smutember 2023 ( Gosh the fact that I struggled before writing this. I'll go back to college tomorow 😩 )
The list of promps is HERE
Smutember 2023 Masterlist ⚜
Warnings : oral male!receiver and female!receiver, slight exhibitionism, penetrative sex, mention of cum and use of toys, 18+ READERS ONLY and wrap it before you tap it
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I don’t give permission to repost my work, if you want to share it just reblogue it
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L is always busy, always seeming to be attending to some tasks around the world, all the while staying behind his computer. Even if the gears in his brain turned faster than any Formula 1 engine, his body didn’t showcase the same enthusiasm. You knew he was the best in his field, though you couldn’t help but think that he looked like he was in slow motion at times, like when he was tipping on his computer. Sometimes when he missed you a lot you couldn’t shake the thought that if he was only focused on his work more than eating, things would go faster. Of course you knew this was far from true.
Besides having him eat that much sweets also had his perks. Yes it helped his brain work faster but it brought a little something more to your intimacy. Well, when you both had time for it. It usually happened when you guys went back to your apartments, where no cameras were allowed OR when he didn’t need a lot of concentration during his work. Either hidden by a little blanket as you sat at the feet of his chair ( I’m sure people would notice in the cameras that bro isn’t sitting like usual though 😂 ) OR in the intimacy provided by your room. You’d simply free his cock - you’re so surprised because most of time he is rock hard and you’re just 😯😀 - and alleviate as much stress as his job would put on his shoulders, and maybe also just enjoy his taste because he taste so good.
Never in your life - if you had other partners - you tasted a cock that was this sweet. Seriously, he was smooth on the tongue and his pre tasted like sugar. The first you sucked him off, you just couldn’t wait for him to come, eager to know if the essence of his passion would taste as good or better. And fuck, it tasted like candy. Even the texture of it seemed fluid and glossy.
But his sweetness isn’t confined by this perks of his. Even his behavior only could give you cavities. He is just so attuned by your needs. And this again, had been discovered during your first times. It was clear that he was a virgin and didn’t know anything he was doing. And even though, after your third time you noticed that his level had increasingly changed. Now in opposition to before he just knew were to touch you to elicit a reaction of pleasure.
Though, one thing didn’t change, his rhythm. Even in bed, as he was thrown in the throes of lust, he never got ahead of himself. And frankly, having his length gliding inside your walls after a long and tiring day was everything you needed to release the tension and get a good night's rest. He never rushed his movements as he oh so softly dragged his member in and out of you. Sometimes, after his balls gently slapped several times against you with each thrust, you’d look between your bodies, exactly where you’re joined, admiring how he disappears deep inside and comes back into view glistening with your juices.
His mouth would settle itself against your neck or your shoulder as he would find the need to bite into something, he just isn’t used to feeling this much. He would also tenderly kiss your forehead or your temple to support you when he knows you’re holding back from coming, just to be in sync with him.
And don’t even start to think that with this rhythm you’re not going to come or get tired of it. He has a lot of imagination to keep things thrilling. The firsts being focusing on your clit, either with his tongue, during foreplays, when he laps hungrily at your essence, or with his fingers as he fucks you AND often changing position. He learned the whole Kamasutra in 2 hours. But he isn’t closed to the idea of bringing toys in bed. For him everything that can heighten your sensations and pleasure is a new source of inspiration.
One day, after a particularly intense session, you risked yourself to ask “But how did you even think about this ?” you still sounded breathless.
Meanwhile, he answered shamelessly and rather matter of factly “Porn”
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tangerineontoast · 1 year
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this is for a very specific audience which may or may not be non existent by now
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