#sub l lawliet x dom reader

[cultherent]

Incomplete Report

TW: spanking | WC: 2.4k

How did you end up here? L on top of you, the both of you in a heated kiss, and no one watching. His skin is paper white except for the hickies you left on his neck. His eyes were wide, they were calling to you, yearning for more.

. . . 

It was later in the night, everyone had gone to their rooms and it was only you and L working. “Y/N, are you almost finished with your reports?” L sat in his chair, his feet straddling the end of his seat like always. He sucked on a lollipop, his eyes on you, waiting for a reply.

You brushed the hair out of your face and look up from your laptop, the bags under your eyes showing. The man frowned, ready to get you a coffee if you needed it.

“I’m almost done, I just need to figure out a few more things.” 

Exhaling from your nose, your gaze fell back on your monitor, frustrated that you’ve been at it for so long. Hearing rolling sounds beside you, L sat right next to you.

“Do you mind if I take a look?” You sighed, ready to rebuttal, but he took the laptop without your confirmation. “Let’s see…” His finger fell onto his lip, he bit down softly, and you watched him. 

A part of you was happy he was this close to you. His elbow was near yours, and you imagined yourself brushing your arm against it. You didn’t realize you were daydreaming, staring at his arm, until his head made its way to your stuck eyes’ view.

“Uh-” Your eyes widened, and you backed up. You wished you didn’t react that way. You wanted to linger there just enough to get a good whiff. 

“I can finish this for you. It’s almost complete, and you look like you really need some rest.”

Your arms raised, your fingers saying no, but the man didn’t care. You frowned and then stood from your chair. L turned on the lights to make sure you didn’t trip, the brightness causing you to wince.

“I’ll come with you,” you felt L approach you once again, this time holding your arm in his. “Close your eyes, I’ll lead you to your room.” You did as told, closing your eyes and clinging to him. 

On your journey to your room, you leaned close to L. Every time you breathed in, you smelled how sweet he was, exactly like the sweets he ate. That thought made you wonder, and you wanted to know if he tasted just like the lollipop he was sucking. 

This wasn’t the first for you to daydream about your boss. His appearance and stature might have been a turn-off for some people, but his lanky body and demeanor just made you cave. To help you sleep every night, you’d dream about all the things you’d do to him. You’d dream about pulling his hair, seeing your handprint on his ass, and seeing what he looked like unclothed. 

You already knew how his ass looked when he and Light were fighting, you were extremely delighted.

“We’re here, you can open your eyes.” L stood beside your door, waiting for you to react.

You smiled and thanked him. You went and opened your door, but you hesitated in the doorway. You turned around, your eyes connecting with his. Your mouth opened, then closed, your pupils darting to the floor. You wanted to say something, but you weren’t sure of what.

“Are you alright? Do you need to talk to me about something?”

“I-...” You sighed, scratching the back of your head. “Just, thank you again.” He smiled and nodded, but he still stood there. You leaned on your door and widened your mouth again, “I don’t mean to take so long with these reports. I could do them faster. It’s just… you’re the problem L.” His head cocked back as his eyebrow arched, his eyes opening more ever so slightly. 

“What do you mean I’m the problem?”

Maybe it was the exhaustion, or maybe you were done with having this crush on him, but you were letting it out now. Who cares about how it might change everything? You didn’t really think it would. You mostly cared about your work and catching Kira. So, if he didn’t reciprocate anything, you could just move on and focus better.

“Y’know what.” His eyes stayed fixed on yours, “I like you L. I’ve liked you for a while. I can’t concentrate on my work well enough because I can’t stop thinking about you.”

It took a moment, but he responded, “You like me?”

“Yes, I like you.” 

After another pause, “I like you too, Y/N.”

The both of you stood there for God knows how long soaking in the shared knowledge that was dumped on the both of you. When you finally recuperated yourself, you smiled, your cheeks heating. L was doing the same.

“Do you want to come inside?” 

L nodded and entered your room, you close the door behind him. You motioned for him to sit on your bed and you sat beside him. Your bodies were turned, wanting to gaze at one another. You watched as he shifted in his jeans, his posture curled towards you. He moved his black hair away from his face only for it to fall back into place. Laughter broke the silence that the room was once filled with. 

“That’s one reason I like you,” you placed your hand on your bed and leaned on it. “I really like your mannerisms. Like how you have to eat your candies and how you curl in your chair.”

The man smiled, “I like yours as well. I like when you move your hair and reveal your neck or when you're nervous because you fidget.”

Your cheeks heat again, your posture shifting to scrunching into itself, wanting to feel your skin on your skin. “Stowp,” your hands rushed to your face, and you hid behind them. L chuckled and moved closer to you, moving your hands away with his own. The contact sent a warm rush through your body.

With the small string of confidence you had, you sat up and moved to be inches away from him. You could feel his breath on you, but he didn’t back away, “I want to know how you taste.” Your eyes turned sultry, your lips now with a thin layer of saliva. “I want to know if you taste like candy.”

L’s pale skin showed a hint of pink around his cheeks, and he smiled. Collecting courage for himself, “Then kiss me.”

Never in a million years did you think this was ever going to happen, you connecting your lips with L, feeling how soft they were, and finding out he tasted exactly like sugar. His taste was contagious. You only wanted more. You wrapped your arms around his neck and stuck your tongue out during your kiss. His tongue pressed against yours, and you found your tongues dancing with each another. 

As the kiss intensified, you found your back pressed against your bed, L on top of you. Your hands traveled all around his back. You used your fingers to run up and down his sides. Your kisses traveled to his neck, your lips attaching to the skin and leaving marks. As you did, you heard noises come from the man above you making you smirk on his skin. Soon enough, your hands traveled to his ass and you found yourself with your hands under his pants, squeezing him. 

Lawliet moaned, and he felt his legs go weak, his chest falling onto yours. Your lips separate, your hands going to the nape of his back, and you gazed at his lips and chuckled. The skin around his lips was red.

“I like how reactive you are” He smiled and fell onto your bed, him laying beside you. 

“Watch this,” he lifted his plain white T, which you used to joke camouflaged with his skin, and dragged his fingers across his stomach. Red lines slowly appeared causing your wet dreams to replay in your head.

“Can you go on your stomach?” He nodded, his head facing you, his eyes littered with wonder.

You hooked your fingers under his jeans and glanced for approval. With a nod, you lowered his jeans and realized why you didn’t feel extra fabric. He was commando.

“Do you do this often?”

“No. We ran out of laundry detergent, and I’m out of boxers.”

You both chuckled, and you placed your hand on one of his cheeks. It was soft, and the skin was bare. He was warm, and he smiled when you placed your lips on it. Leaving a kiss, you bit down softly and left a red mark. 

“Do you mind if I do something?”

“Go ahead.” In an instant, you smacked his ass. Your handprint next to the bite mark you left. “You can go harder if you want.”

“Is that a suggestion or a request?” You smirked as you rubbed his butt. He grabbed the sheets of your bed and hid behind them. “Oh, come on. Don’t lose your confidence now.”

“A request.” You blushed and grinned, L doing the same.

You found yourself mesmerized by L’s ass. The way it bounced when you hit it, the fact that your hand was perfectly copied onto his skin, and how he’d whine and ask you for more. 

What you didn’t know was that L was secretly very kinky. Whenever it was one of those days and his hormones would scream to be let out, he'd watch videos like what you two were doing in the bedroom. He’d fantasized about it and kinda hoped that he’d do it with you. To plead and beg for more, to be on his knees. He wanted to be below you, but he beat himself up for it. He shouldn’t have been thinking about an employee like that. In his own way, he showed he cared by being nicer to you. 

“Huuughh~” L let out as you started stroking his cock. He was on his knees, his back arching, and his hands clenching the bed’s footboard as you knelt behind him. You yanked on his charcoal hair, his eyes reaching the ceiling. You smirked, satisfied that in front of your bed were mirrors, so you could see every single expression he made. 

“Look how pretty you look,” you lowered yourself, grabbing his face in your hand and kissing him. 

“Fuuuck, Y/N, stroke me faster,” you did as told, and whimpers engulfed the room.

Your attention went to his backside. You continued to fasten the pace as you caressed his balls. Soon enough, you began to kiss his gooch and pressed your tongue against it.

This evoked a cry. “If y-you keep d-doing that. I’m... I’m gonna-” 

His legs clenched, his torso fell onto the bed, and you heard him stifle his cries. You felt the warm liquid on your hand, and you gazed at it with interest. Lawliet rolled over, his back on the bed.

He grabbed your hand and pulled it close to him, “Sorry for making a mess on your hand.” He gazed into your eyes before ingesting it all. “All clean. Now it’s your turn.”

“There’s no need for that, I’m tired anyways.”

His eyes furrowed then he grinned, “Well, this will definitely make you fall asleep.”

You laid back where your pillows were, and L placed himself in between your legs. He kissed up and down your thighs, smiling at you whenever your eyes connected.

“Nice and sweet,” he gazed at your underwear, which was clearly stained with your fluids. He placed his fingers on you over your underwear, making small circles around your clit. 

You clung onto a pillow, biting your lip as he did. His actions fastened and then slowed, creating a little pattern. You moaned quietly, whining for more. He then removed your underwear to see the river that you left for him to turn into a lake. The motion you were getting before stopped as he drooled, staring at how beautiful you were. His fingers inspected your folds; he was so happy to see your beauty to the fullest, to be so trusting that you’d be this vulnerable with him.

His motions began shortly when your groaning continued, but he teased you. He didn’t touch your clit, but instead the crevasses of your folds, going up and down. A part of you wanted more, but the other liked how much he liked you. You felt just a little more confident in yourself. 

L’s lips pressed against your clit, but before he did, “You’re gorgeous.”

His pace fastened after time, and you gripped onto your sheets tightly, needing something to hold you back. Pressing his hand on your stomach, he slowly inserted a finger in you. It went in smoothly due to you being so wet, and you moaned from it. His finger curled, and after a bit of fiddling, he found that spot that made you want to scream with pleasure. 

As he curled, you couldn’t help but shove a pillow in front of your mouth to make sure not too much noise came out. His tongue attached to your clit as he started pleasuring it again.

“L, I’m gonna cum,” you let out from the sudden contact. He smiled and sped up the pass.

“Fuck~” you moaned as you clenched onto a body part. Your legs stiffened as your eyes rolled back, and heat rushed all through your whole body. Your eyes closed and you almost fell asleep. 

L was still near your clit, eating away your cum. “Thank you, L. I’m gonna clean myself up and go to bed.” L moved away and nodded, following you into your private bathroom. 

Laying in your bed, you were happy to find L beside you, hugging your torso. He wore one of your fluffy pajama pants, and you matched him. After only a little bit of cuddling, you both fell asleep.

. . . 

“L, what happened to your neck?” Light questioned as he watched L walk into the office. 

Lawliet raised his eyebrow and pointed towards the hickeys, “There’s nothing on my neck.”

You swiveled in your chair, internally admiring your work, “Yeah, what are you talking about? There’s nothing there.”

It will one day be forgotten because the next day, they were gone. Not really… just covered up with foundation. 

Light looked at the both of you baffled, and as everyone else entered the room, they supported your claims, throwing him into a frenzy. You and L chuckled.

The both of you told the team that you put hickies, using makeup, on L’s neck and to pretend that they weren’t there. Light was shocked, making comments the whole day. 

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[heyheydidjaknow]

i think subspace would be perfect for L. basically just letting go and not having to think. he’d be such a bratty sub too

Oh, 110%. I can see him going either way but I think even just the idea of him being able to get into that sort of headspace would be ideal for him. Really just anything that requires his full attention is great for him.

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[bugs1nmybrain]

L. Lawliet licking honey off female readers tummy and breasts then eating whipped cream off of their pussy- please 🙏

tasty ~ l lawliet x self insert: foodplay

It has taken me a while to get to this, but I've been excited to write about it. L and food play is something I've thought about before, but honestly, I was a little embarrassed to.

Notes about the reader: she/her pronouns, female anatomy, she is blatantly based off of me and is named "Lydia". Her physical features aren't described a lot, though, aside from female sex characteristics

I decided to make the reader me this time because, honestly, writing an ambiguous love interest all the time makes it hard for me to be creative. I hope that's not a bother, but if it is, I apologize and no one is obligated to read this.

Warnings: NSFW (18+ MDNI), self insert, dom L at first but he becomes sub later in the fic, food play (honey and whipped cream), breast sucking, oral (fem and male receiving), nervous reader and L, TEASING, panties fetish, bad POV grammar, established relationship, fatass Beetlejuice reference, no penetration, not proofread yet

"So, what do you think?"

Lydia sat in front of L, dumbstruck by his request. It really wasn't surprising, it was actually pretty L of him. It was rare to find him not downing sweets like no one's business, so this was bound to come. She felt embarrassed, yet not surprised by any means.

Once she could get past how flustered L's question made her, she nodded with a bashful smile.

"I'd be okay with trying that out," Lydia flashed a gentle smile of approval.

"Truly? You seem hesitant."

"I'm not..or-I mean, I guess I am hesitant. It's just because I'm embarrassed."

"If you're feeling self-conscious, I'll assure you that you'd look nothing than gorgeous covered in sweets." While what he said was very flattering, L's deadpan voice made it hard for Lydia not to laugh a little in response.

"It's not all that. I'm just not used to being so exposed."

Taking her anxiety into consideration is something he had already prioritized in this case. However, L had recently paid close attention to her...fantasies. Or at least the ones he was able to find out about. Lydia was a woman with a high sex drive, whether she came to him about it or not was a different story. He had a new side quest to test what aroused her, going as far as to try things they both felt sheepish towards.

The two's sexual relationship was great, however very fresh. Trying more "kinky" sexual activities was new to both of them. Sure, Lydia (and possibly L) had watched a variety of pornography to get a sense of what was erotic to them.

They were currently at a point where the couple would have sex frequently, but it was somewhat predictable. L and Lydia felt great sexual attraction to one another, so chemistry and arousal weren't an issue. But the suspense was starting to lose its pace, something both of them yearned for in times of sexual pleasure.

"We could go completely at your pace and comfortability, love. I don't want to embarrass you (kind of a lie). I just think that this could possibly enhance trust between us. It's also...something that I've, uhm..fantasized about. A couple of times (absolute truth)."

There were already a few ideas in Lydia's head about fetishes L may have had but hadn't been confirmed yet. Seeing him admit to one, though, made her blush and tingle.

"Is that so? Hehe, I thought that you may have."

"Observant as always. That's why you're my dearest."

Lydia didn't respond but instead became flustered to herself and avoided eye contact. Her cheeks were already looking warm, heightening L's arousal when he noticed.

"Would you want to try now?" L asked, scanning her face for any discomfort from his question, or even arousal.

To his satisfaction, her cheeks lit up more, accompanied by an eager smile. She nodded vigorously, with a beam of excitement in her eyes.

"Alright, then. I'm going to go grab a couple of things for us, but I'll be back very soon."

L stood up, about to turn to walk out of the room, but redirected himself back to Lydia. He quickly placed a gentle kiss on her cheek, but turned back around and left the room without any acknowledgment afterwards.

.....

Lydia sat pretty on the bed, unsure if she should be undressing or not. She decided to play it safe and just stay put for now. Not very long after, L opened the door. He only had two things with him, surprisingly. She almost expected him to bring the whole nine yards with him. All he had with him was a jar of extra-sweetened honey and a can of whipped cream.

L made his way over to the bed, placing the containers down as he sat in front of her, sitting in his traditional position.

"You look very pretty today," L compliments. Lydia looked up at him, to see what she thought was a flustered look (it was hard to tell with L). He reached his hand to gently brush her hair with his fingers.

She blushed which made L smile, making no effort to hide his expression. Making Lydia flustered was one of his favorite things. The fact that he, someone so weird and off-putting, could make her feel this way struck a bit of pride in him. Though, perhaps it only made sense, given she was rather strange and unusual herself. Her unhinged demeanor was one of the reasons L found her so adorable.

"Thank you."

"May I kiss you?"

"Yes.."

As always, his lips were incredibly soft and inviting. He was also excellent with his tongue.

The kiss became heated not so shortly after, and L's hands had begun to roam. His delicate, long fingers found their way up Lydia's stomach, pulling her shirt along with them. He kissed her neck up to her jawline as he pulled the shirt off. Soon after came her pants.

"Mmm..." L adores. His fingers immediately rub themselves gently on her clothed clitoris. They caressed her gently, causing Lydia to whimper in pleasure.

"I love you," he continues. His affirmation was much appreciated by the butterflies in Lydia's stomach, fueling her arousal.

"I love you too."

L reached for the honey. He had brought a spoon with him to help put it on her easier. He dipped his spoon in the jar after opening it, causing Lydia to tense up anxiously. L recognizes her timid body language and stops.

"Are you alright? Are you comfortable?"

You smile at his consideration and nod your head.

"Nervous, but I'm comfortable and trust you."

"I appreciate that. "

He made sure to lean down and give her a gentle kiss for reassurance. Right after that, he dipped his spoon in the jar, swirled the spoon around to help with the consistency, and held it above her. When the honey fell on her stomach, she cringed at the cold sensation. L realized that perhaps he should've warmed up the honey.

"Sorry.."

"It's ok, love," Lydia assured him.

The honey began drizzling on her breasts. The sticky substance fell over her skin, causing Lydia's clit to twitch. L smirks in response, though he tries to hide his face.

L puts the spoon back in the jar and screws the lid back on. He looks back at Lydia as she is exposed on the bed, only covered by her panties. She was absolutely gorgeous to him, and the sight made him clam up. He swallowed as discreetly as he could and redirected his attention to what the goal was.

"May I?" He asks, catching her eyes in his, holding out the contact for approval.

"Yes."

He oogles her for a moment before kneeling on top of her. Seeing her full breasts covered in honey was making him very embarrassed, especially because all he wanted to do was put his mouth all over her right now.

"You look incredible..."

Lydia buried her face in her hands and giggled in embarrassment. L started by running his hands over places that weren't covered in honey, trailing his soft fingertips along her sides up to her shoulders. With hesitation, he leans forward to attach his mouth onto her breast. The honey tasted great, and her tit was supple and soft. Lydia felt a shameful arousal build up and her thighs started squeezing together in response. L gave both of them equal attention and then began making his way down her tummy.

The flavor of the honey made this much more comfortable for L. Thid made him a bit nervous admittedly, as the act was so vulnerable for the both of you. It made it easier to lick and suck at your skin with something sweet to distract himself with. He could feel himself growing hard already.

He finally made it to her panties. He looks up at Lydia with neutral but lustful eyes before asking her, "Are you ready for the next part?"

"Y-yes."

"You sure?"

"It's okay," she giggles in response, appreciative of his consideration. Though it wasn't like he hadn't already seen her nude many times before. "You can go ahead."

Lydia's hearts throbbed in her chest while L pulled her panties off. He looked at the mess inside of them with amusement. Her secretion of wetness was always fascinating to him, and her scent was a turn on her him if he was honest.

"Can I keep these for a day or so?"

Lydia laughed at his request, but not offended by any means. "Yes, love."

He gave them a brief whiff, trying to define every detail of her scent. He could tell she had showered recently by the lack of musk, aside from her wetness. His attention returned to her pussy, which was visibly drenched in arousal. The sight made L lightly bite down on his lip.

"You fold so easily for me," he remarks with a cocky tone.

"I do not!"

"Mhm, sure," his fingers return to her clit, stroking lightly for a little bit, actually forgetting for a moment that they were supposed to be incorporating food.

L took the can of whipped cream and shook it to make sure it came out consistently. Remembering the incident with the honey before, he directed his attention to Lydia.

"This might be cold."

"Okay," she smiled at him bashfully, keeping her gaze up at the ceiling as he sprayed the whipped cream on her cunt. He was very generous with the amount he put on her.

"Alright.." L moved Lydia's thighs further apart and dipped his head in between. He latched his mouth on her pussy, licking and sucking all over, actively avoiding her clitoris on purpose. L was known for being a tease like that.

He focused on the taste of the sweets, diving to wherever he could find more of the substance. His mouth sucked along her lips and the sides of her cunt.

"L.."

"Hm? What is it, love?"

"Mmmrrhh," her desperate whines were clearly trying to tell him to put his mouth in the right spot, but he feigned ignorance like always.

"I'm afraid I don't understand gibberish, Lydia." He looked up at her with a face covered in the white cream and sticky consistency.

"Please...?"

"Use your words."

"My clit.."

"What about it?"

She scrunched up her face in annoyance. Not that she didn't love his playful banter with her, but she was aching to be pleasured.

"Please, it's sensitive."

"I can imagine, love. Let me help with that, hm?"

"Mhm~"

To her bliss, he gave her exactly what she needed, wrapping his mouth on her clit. He couldn't see what it looked like due to the whipped cream, but he could tell by the feeling of it on his mouth that she was swollen and yearning.

He placed a little more cream on her cunt, and continued praising her pussy with his skilled tongue. He sucked on her nub as he enjoyed the sweet taste of the whipped cream and flicked his tongue accordingly. He was attentive to how it would pulse against his tongue and how Lydia's hips would jerk when she liked a particular motion. It got to the point where L had to hold her hips down to keep her still.

Her moans caused his cock to strain, making him muffle and grunt against her cunt.

"Fuck, you taste so good."

"It's really just the cr-"

"Shhh.." he continued lapping at her sensitive cunt to silence her, though she only wailed in pleasure. He buried his face closer into her cunt, reaching over her thighs to fondle her tummy while he did.

"Mm~ I'm.."

"Mhm. I know, sweetheart. Go on.."

He didn't stop his attack afterwards, repeating her favorite motion of his tongue as much as he could until her muscles began contracting and her legs and hips squirmed.

"Aaahh~!.☆.☆.♡♡♡~"

As she came all over his face, he sucked at her cunt more, extending her orgasm as much as he could. When her body finally gave out and went limp, he gave a couple more kisses to her cunt before coming up for some much needed air.

"How are you feeling, my love?" He asked as he rubbed gentle circles onto her inner thigh.

"G-good.." she was a little shakey from her orgasm but had a very blissful smile to accompany her. Seeing her surrender to him like this made him horny beyond belief.

"I'll go get some things to clean you up and then we can cuddle, alright?"

"Wait.."

"Hm?"

"Um..what about you?"

"What about me?"

Lydia laughed softly, amused that he didn't ask himself. "Couldn't I do the same to you?"

"Wha-oh! Uh--I.."

L hardly stammered like this, it was a treat to Lydia to get to see him obviously flustered like this.

"Do you want that?"

She looked at him intently, watching him trying to hold back a blushy smile.

"I'd-uh-y-yes. Yes. I'd love that, Lydia."

Lydia sat upwards, waiting for L to situate himself. Despite his awkward and blunt composure, L was gentlemanly in the sense that he typically didn't ask for things like a blowjob often, usually leaving that decision up to Lydia. He saw it as extremely vulnerable not only for him but for Lydia as well. He wasn't big necessarily, but his cock was longer in length and so he didn't want her to feel pressured about her performance. Though tonight, he was definitely grateful she had initiated this.

L sat awkwardly on the bed with his thighs spread as he sat like he always did. Lydia approached him, still nude and not fully cleaned up yet. She rested in between his legs and placed her hands in his chest, motivating to get him to lay down. She unzipped his pants and took them off. His cock sprung out, flushed at his tip and looking painfully hard.

Lydia reached for the whipped cream and doused his cock in it. It made him embarrassed underneath his deadpanned pink-faced stare, but as soon as she began sucking the consistency off his glans, he couldn't have cared less about his embarrassment.

The way she tended to his cock made it seem as if she was trying to tell him how much she loved him through every suck, lick, and stroke. She moaned and breathed through her nose, occasionally wincing as she attempted to take as much of him as she could. She made his heart flutter ever so slightly as she did so. He noticed how when she couldn't take him as far as she wanted, she'd try to compensate by sucking at spots she knew he was most sensitive at.

She pulled back his foreskin to make sure she got all of the whipped cream, dragging her tongue up to suck his tip after. He could feel himself get close to cumming, she usually was able to get him with very simple displays of adoration for him.

At this point, all the whipped cream was gone and his cock was sticky. She bobbed her head and coated L's cock with her saliva. His hand rested at his face, pulling at his lips while he let out whimpers.

"Mmm.."she hummed on his cock, almost making him cum then and there. L reached down to run his fingers through her scalp, which made her react by pushing her mouth further on his cock. He could hear Lydia choke and wanted to stop her from hurting herself, but she didn't seem to mind as she kept going. Her watery eyes and flushed face drove his cock crazy, as it started to twitch and his balls clenched.

"Lydia.."

"Mhm," she nodded with his cock in her mouth, a strange feeling for him but even so, his arousal only got worse and he ended up cumming down her throat abruptly.

"Hrnnn...." L sighed out, trying to regulate his breathing again. He pet Lydia's head while she released his cock from her mouth, swallowing his cum in the process.

"You didn't have to swallow, I know it's not tasty."

"It's ok. Yours isn't bad. I also have whipped cream residue in my mouth so it diluted the flavor."

"Thank you."

She smiled at him and came back up to huddle up next to him. She looked up at him like she had something to say.

"What is it?" L asked.

"Can I kiss you? I know my mouth was just uh.."

L scoffs. "Don't worry about that. Mine hasn't been anywhere better."

Lydia kissed L softly, and rested her face on his shoulder. He rested his hand on her hip and allowed her to embrace him.

"I think it would be appropriate to go take a shower and brush our teeth, don't you think so?" L questioned her teasingly.

"Yea. I'm sticky."

"Me too. I had a good time doing this, did you?"

"Hehe, yes. It felt very good."

"I thought so, too. I'm grateful you agreed to do this with me."

"I enjoyed it very much. I'd be okay with doing it again in the future."

"Oh we definitely will. Maybe we'll experiment with other scenarios too, hm?"

"Like what?"

"Oh darling, I have quite a few ideas in mind for us..."

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[love-domme]

Much Needed Break

Pairing:L Lawliet X fem/gn!dom reader

Warning: Fingering(m receiving), masturbation(m receiving), choking, pegging(raw), mommy kink, degradation, handcuffs, cockwarming, pet name “kitty/kitten”, sub L, dom reader, smut

✨So It Begins✨

It had been weeks since you last saw L. Both of you had been so caught up with a case that making time for each other had become harder and harder. Only ever seeing each other for brief lunches where both of you were too exhausted to do anything other then scarf down your food before heading back to work.

But that was all over now, you had finally caught the culprit and could take a break long enough to focus your undivided attention on making up for lost time.

As you made your way back home, you texted L to wait for you to get home so that you could have a much needed catch up after everything that had gone down.

When you get home that night all the lights are off. All except for the light peeking out from under the door that led to your room. As you open the door, you are met with the sight of L, head thrown back into the pillows, eyes shut, moaning your name as he fingered himself vigorously. You stare as his moans get louder, starting to shake as he gets closer to reaching his high.

Just as he’s about to cum you move toward the bed and wrap your hand around his neck. His eyes open wide, stopping what he’s doing as he moans “M….mommy….I was just getting ready for you…….m..mommy….please”

You smirk and squeeze his neck a little harder causing drool to slowly fall out his mouth as his eyes become half-lidded.

“Oh were you now kitten? Cause from the looks of it, I think you were trying to get off without me like the needy slut you are.”

He moans at your words, twitching and rutting at the air, trying to get any sort of friction after not being able to finish mere seconds ago.

“World famous detective” you say mockingly “Always so patient when hunting down a criminal. Imagine what the precinct would say if they saw you like this. A leaking whore who couldn’t wait to get fucked. ”

He screams as you squeeze his neck one more time before letting go and moving to the dresser next to your bed. His eyes follow your movements as he sees you pull out a pair of black leather hand cuffs.

“Since you can’t seem to wait for permission, I think we should just take away the possibility all together. Don’t you agree?”

He stares at you in shock, not able to form the words to express how badly he had wanted this from the beginning but had been too shy to ask.

You give him a warm smile before straddling him. The unexpected friction causing him to scream and nearly black out as he tries to hold back the need to cum. As you feel him try to rut up into you, you grab his hands and forcefully slam them up, attaching them to the headboard. Repeating yourself one more time “Don’t you agree Lawliet.”

His mouth now wide open as he watches you with teary lust filled eyes, whimpering for release. “Mommy…..mommy I swear! I swear I was just getting ready for you!”

You look down sharply and meet his eyes causing him to look away, blushing as he mumbles “I..I got carried away is all, it’s just been so long since I’ve felt your touch.” He trails off and whispers “……I just want you inside me….”

“What was that darling?” You say through a widening smile. “Speak up. You know you have to tell me what you want in order for it to happen.” Lowering your head to meet his neck, peppering the exposed skin with kisses.

As your mouth leaves his neck, L quickly turns his head, pulling against his new restraints as his dark eyes meet yours, shouting “Fuck me mommy! I want you to fuck me!”

Seeing the, usually composed and calculating, detective begging for your strap in such a state excited you. Even more so the idea that no one else would ever see him like this. Half way fucked out and beautiful.

A smirk quickly replaces your smile, as you move closer to his face until you’re right next to his ear “Oh do you? Want me to fuck your tight little hole until you can’t walk anymore?” You ask sarcastically before nipping at his ear and making your way down his stomach, completing ignoring his leaking erection to rub and kiss his thighs, leaving bright red marks as you go. Watching him become a whimpering mess beneath you.

“You were such a good boy weren’t you? Prepping yourself without my permission” your voice, still coated with sarcasm, cutting off the string of breathy “Yes…..yes, your good boy….please…..I’m sorry” coming from his rosy lips. Too lost in the sensation of your mouth on his thighs to even register the mocking tone.

“Maybe I will reward you” You say. “but since you’re already prepped, you wouldn’t mind if I just put it in would you? That’s what you want isn’t it darling? For me to fill you up.”

His eyes widen at the idea of not using any lube but the need for you inside him is greater then anything else right now.

“Ok mommy….just want to feel you inside me…please”

You smile as you stop your actions on his thighs, causing a groan to escape his lips, as you leave to get your strap from the dresser and put it on.

L’s eyes follow your actions as you put on the harness, somehow getting even harder then before. His breath hitching once as you look up and catch him staring, giving him a sly smile before moving back in between his legs.

You grab his legs and push them up and onto your shoulder before slamming into him without warning. His broken moans fill the room as you stuff him completely. Staying there unmoved, giving him a moment to catch his breath before pulling out entirely and ramming into him yet again. With this thrust, his tongue fully falls out of his mouth and his eyes slam shut.

If it weren’t for the tight grip on his thighs, sure to leave bruises you would be able to admire tomorrow, keeping him set in reality, he would have blacked out from the sensational mix of pain and pleasure he was experiencing right now. The sting from the lack of lube almost pushing him completely over the edge as he begs you to go faster.

“Mommy…..please….please move……please harder….please” he whispered.

“Hm? Oh kitty, you really are an impatient slut aren’t you? And here I was trying to take my time with your sweet hole but you’d rather I just rail you.” You kiss his inner thigh causing him to shiver.

“It’s been so long hasn’t it kitty, I’ll do as you ask” you say as you start slamming in and out of him at an alarming rate. The bed rocking with each thrust as his moans and screams filled the room, completely losing himself in the pleasure.

As you continue to abuse his hole, hitting the spot he loves so much each time, he shouts “Mommy, I’m close, I’m so close! Please! Please let me cum!”

“Cum for me kitten, cum.” You respond.

You continue to thrust into him as he shoots out ropes completely covering his stomach and legs as he screams out your name. You finally stop moving as he gets down from his high and go to pull out only to be stopped by L’s whimpering.

“C..can you stay inside of me….please?” He utters, barely audible as he looks away not meeting your gaze.

You give him a tender smile and nod as you gently put his legs down and reach to uncuff him from the head board while trying not to move around much inside him.

The small movements cause him to whimper as you place his hands to his sides and lay down next to him, spooning him and peppering the back of his neck with kisses as you both fall asleep with you still deep inside of him.

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[animeomegas]

Kinktober - Day 28

[L (Death Note) + Balcony sex]

Summary: L was sulking. Watari was on the way to buying him a car full sweets to placate him. But you had to distract him in the meantime, and the beautiful city skyline didn’t work, so something else would have to do. 

Warnings: L is a bit resistant at first. 

 “Stop sulking,” you teased L as you dragged him out onto the hotel balcony. “I want to show you something.”

“I am not sulking,” he denied, glaring at you.

“Pfft, yeah you are,” you laughed at the look on his face. L had been called in to help catch a serial killer that had been outsmarting the police. You knew that L had been excited when this serial killer showed signs of being a worthy opponent, as much as it was probably morally questionable to feel that way. But L had just caught the killer about an hour ago, not after the intense battle of wits he had been seeking, but after the killer made a stupid mistake.

L had been sulking ever since, but you had an idea to distract him, at least until Watari returned from the nearest bakery with enough sweets to placate the sulking man.

“Here,” now you were out on the balcony, you turned out to look at the view, directing L to do the same. “Look at all of this! The lights look beautiful in the dim light of the late afternoon, they light up the whole city! Isn’t it amazing?”

“No,” L deadpans. “This is what cities look like during this time of day.”

“Okay, Mr. Grumpy,” you rolled your eyes and pulled him so that you were holding him from behind, still looking out onto the city. It felt nice to hold him in your arms after the lonely week where L had been focused on catching the killer. You took in a deep breath of his scent and couldn’t help the purr that followed. L huffed but leaned into you anyway.

“Can we go inside now?”

“Nope,” you grinned, tightening your grip around his waist. “I want to stay out here.”

“I don’t.”

“Hmm, but I bet I could convince you,” you murmured into your mate’s ear, sliding a hand up L’s loose shirt.

“What are you doing? We’re outside,” L protested, grabbing your wrist in a very firm grip. He was so deceptively strong, and it only stoked the flames in your stomach. You had such a capable omega.

“We’re on the penthouse floor, no one should have a reason to look up this far.”

“There are cameras, you should know that.”

“You own the cameras, Lawliet,” you chuckled. “If you don’t want anyone to see, then just delete the video when we go back inside… Unless you’d rather keep the video for later, of course.”

“Watari might see the live camera feed,” L continued, completely ignoring your teasing. “That is, if he doesn’t just look out of the window.”

“Watari has gone to get you some sweets, you know that. And look,” you snaked your free hand up to his face and gently guided his face to look down at the road to the left. “We’ll be able to see Watari’s car return, long before he can get to the balcony or the cameras.”

L was silent.

“You can trust me, Lawliet. It will be fun, I promise.”

…

“You’re so sensitive, Lawliet, I adore that about you,” you purred into L’s ear. “It reminds me that I’m the only one who has had the pleasure of touching you like this.”

“People might see this,” L grumbled for the fourth time in ten minutes.

“No one will care enough to look up here, relax,” you reassure him.

His concerns were silly in your opinion. Even if anyone did happen to care enough to look up at you from a distance, it probably wouldn’t look like anything much was going on anyway. You were both still fully dressed, stood upright (well, L was leaning against the railing, but close enough) and seemed to be enjoying the city scape as tourists often did.

Of course, if someone looked up with binoculars, the picture might look a lot different.

“Th-this is dangerous,” L said, his voice a lot weaker than normal.

They’d see the bright flush on L’s face.

“If someone sees, embarrassment would be the last of our problems, th-they could figure out who we are.”

They’d see the way he was relying on your arm and the railing to keep himself upright.

“We shouldn’t even be outside.”

They’d see your hand disappearing down the back of L’s trousers.

“Lawliet, just relax and trust me,” you purred, a third finger wriggling into his warm hole. Your mate seemed determined to complain and recite safety procedures while you fingered him on the rooftop. What did it say about you that it was kind of hot? Maybe it was just so intrinsically L that you couldn’t help but find it endearing.

Because L was still wearing all of his clothes, a wet patch was quickly forming on the back of his trousers from the slick that you were steadily coaxing out of him. L wasn’t the wettest omega in terms of slick production, but in your opinion, that just made it more rewarding when the wet patched finally formed.

“Does it feel good, Lawliet?” you asked, leaving a trail of kisses up the sensitive skin on his neck as L was breathing heavily, words stolen from him. “We’re outside right now, remember. We’ll be leaving this hotel tonight, can you imagine what the cleaning staff will think when they discover the big wet patch on the balcony when it hasn’t rained in weeks? Will they figure it out you think?”

“They won’t,” L denied, pushing back lightly onto your fingers like he didn’t realise what he was doing. “They’d likely assume someone spilt a drink.”

“Maybe,” you hummed. “Maybe not. Guess we’ll never know.”

L opened his mouth to argue, but your attention was pulled elsewhere.

“L, look,” your voice was excited but with an edge of urgency. A fancy black car was just pulling into the side road by the hotel. “Watari’s back.”

L jolted, his head swinging around and his eyes focusing on the car immediately.

“We need to go inside and delete the camera footage,” L said already pulling away, fumbling to adjust his clothing. The fact that he thought fixing his clothing would hide what had happened was cute. L had no idea how obvious it was when you two had been fooling around, although L was especially nose blind and had a very weak scent, so to him it was probably hard to tell, but no one else was fooled.

You were suddenly reminded of the time you and L had sex just before Watari had returned from overseeing an interrogation, and he clocked the fact that L was covered in your scent the second he walked in through the door. You couldn’t bear to look him in the eye all day (something which L later told you off for because ‘it will be obvious that we have something to hide if you can’t look him in the eye’. To this day, L didn’t know how much Watari noticed about your escapades and assumed you were getting away with all this.)

“We can go inside after you cum, so you better hurry,” you teased, picking up the pace of your fingers. “I reckon we have five to seven minutes to make sure we’re presentable, and considering how sulky you were earlier, Watari is probably rushing so I’d put it closer to five.”

As the time ticked on, the rising panic was palpable. You were visualising every step that Watari would have to take to get to the penthouse.

Five minutes, the staircase at the back of the building.

Four minutes, the hallway to the lift.

Three minutes, the journey on the lift…

You could tell that L was doing the same as he also tried to focus on cumming as fast as he could, sweat gathering on his forehead at the exertion.

“Come on, Lawliet, you don’t have much time left,” you growled into his ear, enjoying how the hairs on his neck stood up. “You have to cum.”

“I’m trying,” he growled back. “I can’t, we don’t have time, we have to stop.”

Two minutes, the corridor approaching the penthouse entrance.

You tugged L up to your chest, holding him against you.

“Hold your breath,” you ordered. You felt L’s chest expand and hold as you’d asked. The temporary low oxygen levels should make his orgasm easier to reach. Now he just needed some verbal encouragement. “Look at all those buildings, all those people who might be watching us right now. Imagine what they would think to see us up here. Would they be jealous? Disgusted? Turned on?”

One minute, entering the penthouse with all the bags, heading to the kitchen to unload and prepare L a tray.

“Come one, Lawliet, you can do it, cum for me.”

You had maybe thirty seconds to finish this up if you wanted to avoid a rather unfortunate situation.

But just as you were thinking of abandoning the plan, L cummed and spasmed around your fingers. He let out a very muffled strangled yell and his knees gave out, causing you to rip your fingers out of him with more abruptness than you had planned in order to catch him. L’s hips were jerking in the final waves of his orgasm, but as much as you wanted to let him recover in peace, you had to get him back into your bedroom, and then be ready to intercept Watari at the bedroom door to take the tray of sweets he’d be delivering.

L’s trousers were noticeably soaked at the back, so pretending to simply be enjoying a moment on the balcony together would never work. Not to mention, you already knew that Watari was harder to fool than L seemed to believe when it came to these matters.

“I’ll take you to our bedroom for a shower, hopefully before Watari delivers the sweets,” you whispered, sweeping L up into bridal carry, and ignoring his weak protests at being carried. “Be quiet, I have no idea where Watari is, sound doesn’t carry outside to the balcony.”

L was obviously exhausted after the orgasm (and the multiple days without sleep of course) and stayed silent. As you entered back into the penthouse as quietly as you could, you could hear the chinking of cutlery in the kitchen. Watari was making L’s platter, you had to hurry.

You scrambled to the bedroom as quickly as you dared and when the bedroom door finally closed behind you, you let out the biggest relieved breath. Thank goodness. You sent a dazed L to the ensuite to shower, just as Watari knocked on the door.

You took one more shaky breath to calm the adrenaline, before swinging open the door. That was a close one.

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