#sub!l lawliet

[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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[jweekgoji]

some nsfw-ish hcs? imagines ? for Death Note characters. minors don't read please.

tw: possible OOC, monsterfucking (with ryuk ofc), Light is a brat and a bit submissive , mention of spanking, L is a massive virgin, slight manipulation.

Someone really needs to grab Light by his hair and just spank him so hard that his bottom half will be red, and it's so painful to sit :(. Don't think that's what he usually lets anyone do; I don't even think he will even consider giving permission to do this to someone he loves or considers a tiny bit equal to him. This man only understands fear, and when he knows that he is cornered and actually has to appear submissive and play dumb to save his life, he will cooperate and bite his lip hard enough till it bleeds so he won't let any pathetic sound out. He's embarrassed and humiliated, and he totally doesn't like it. You would only be lucky if you are really strong and fit, also smarter than him. take away his little Death Note away and.. what else can he do? Don't bother to stop even if you slap him until he cries, he deserves it, and it will be harder to stop once you feel his small dick pressing against your thigh once you bend him over your lap.

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L is a pervert. And a weirdo. Weird pervert. And he can't take care of yourself at all. Without Watari he would die, I believe. Imagine yourself being some sort of second assistant for L along with Watari. It is canon that L can't change his clothes by himself (or just doesn't want to), so Watari changes him and has a fucking washing machine to clean him. Well, let's say, you are the one who's tasked with doing it all for L. Even though the famous detective proved countless of times his status as the smartest one, he is still a simple human just like any of us, with simple needs, and he has the same body reactions to physical touch. Maybe, he doesn't really get horny as much as an average man, since he's all focused on his work, but the moment you started to wash his body, moving a wet cloth a bit lower down his torso or back, he will get hard. He doesn't notice it until you mention it or stare at it for a good minute or two. He will look down silently, then look up at you, biting on his nail and shrugging off nonchalantly, like, «Oh? My bad.»

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Ryuk.

Ryuk doesn't really act as some sort of God of Death. You expect Shinigami to act all high and mighty, powerful, treat you like an insect, even threaten to kill you every few seconds, just so you will not forget your place, filthy human >:(. But with Ryuk it's different. Once you realize his addiction to apples, it's all over for him. Just think about abusing this fact against him. Ryuk is smart, of course, he had many people before you, but he is still easy to manipulate if you know what to say. You need something from Shinigami? Well, Ryuk can share with you some knowledge, but he can choose whether to tell you; after all, it's not in the rules and he can decide should he tell you or not. Okay! No apples for him for a week. Two. Month? Oh, you should be such a sadist or have a strong nerve to see him struggling with the effects of lacking sweet, juicy apples..! He will twitch, stand on his hands, and his body will twist as if he were in pain, this annoying Shinigami will beg you for it nonstop. He has no shame when it comes to apples, and it's hilarious, if you think about it. I think you should give him some time, and you can train him like your personal dog. He will eat from your hand; do all the tricks if you grant him a treat later. And when you somehow trick him into experiencing a weird monsterfucking session with you, he is on top of you, making you feel so small and tiny, while you do all the work with those hips of yours, whining and moaning in pleasure, you can notice him salivating. Saliva trickles down his chin, as his hands gripping your body tightly, leaving small scratches on your skin, you think, is it because of how good you make him feel, or is it him thinking about how he can finally get his dose of apples once you finish?

#death note x reader #death note smut #light yagami x reader #l lawliet x reader #ryuk x reader #tw monsterfucking #sub light yagami #death note x reader smut

[manlicker69]

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REQ :: How would you feel about doing some Noir or L headcanons with a police officer or private detective s/o? 😘 I super enjoy your writing!! It’s good that see that your account is progressing so much! Ignore if you feel like it, be sure to have a good day! || @sexy-sweet-potato

Tags :: L x male reader, Lawliet x male reader, Noir x male reader, Spider-verse, death note, reader is a detective, fluff, slightly suggestive, kissing, comfort, relationships

A/N :: Thank you for the support I've been receiving! I will be more busy as time goes by due to my personal life's activities, but I will still try to keep my writing up :3

You and L have been work partners since the dawn of time

You were friends in school and both had wished to investigate and solve mysteries, in time you two qualified to work together

Ever since Kira became active, the two of you have grown closer

You both loved working on the case, including interrogating each other to see if either of you were Kira

L loved sharing his ideas with you, wanting to compare yours to his to see if he can obtain extra puzzle pieces to finish the work

You tended to get bored a lot easier than L when it came to late nights

When you'd just quit for the night, you'd navigate to L's location to squirm in his presence

"Not now y/n, you know that I need to finish this work up"

He doesn't admit it, but he enjoys your annoying presence during such ungodly hours, oh how you fondle him with your gaze

attempting to distract him by planting kisses on his body, well pass success in your mission

You two have tried to keep your relationship on the low due to Kira, but oh is it so tiring

The small amount of alone time you two get is unbearable, but L only insists

L constantly worries that Kira will target you because of him, but he will never let that happen

"Y/n, why must you distract me with your handsome beauty? You know how intoxicating you are"

his love language is def quality time and touch, he just loves silently massaging your curves with his touch

noir loves giving you small trinkets to display his love to boost your morale

he usually lets you do most of the work in investigations, he loves watching your brain do it’s magic

always worried you’ll overwork yourself in the field, he enjoys working with you but would hate to see you stressed

when you two shared your first close moments together, it slightly changed the work atmosphere between you two

ever since you two became lovers, he became more flirty in investigations

cute notes on your desk, his same old trinkets, and maybe even a kiss on the cheek???

when you have to put a serious face on, he knows he needs to focus, because you always mean business 🫡

totally gives you massages at work and at home after really long and stressful days

“You know my sweet one, this case won’t run away right? Just focus on some rest so you can solve this battle easier.”

Peter/Noir might be a spider-man, but that doesn’t mean he’s invincible

he’s usually the one to take the fights with the main suspects, and occasionally returns a little beaten up

you fix him up with bandaids and praises, cuddling him to sleep until the next case approaches you both

“You’re the most beautiful man i’ve laid my eyes on, my little detective.”

Title based on the song | Sweet - Cigarettes After Sex

My requests are open!!!! >_<

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[theotherpacman]

watching death note w english dub "kira" sounds like a name but watching death note in the original japanese it really really does just sound like they're saying the english word "killer" in a japanese accent. which reminds you that they Are

#killer! i will hunt you down and i WILL eliminate you #we must catch killer... #death note #light yagami #l lawliet #sub vs dub

[booklovertwilight]

Kira's little angel did a good job <3

#i'm back on my bullshit #l lawliet #sub!L #death note #art #my art #death note fanart #light yagami #(he's there. technically) #blood tw #I love drawing blood <3 had lots of fun with the textures :)

[freezorii]

I want to fuck an emo man like L from death note just for the experience

Or like a scene dude like I wanna pull him by his 100 belts and bend him over a desk

#scene fashion #l lawliet #death note #light yagami #sub death note #sub L #emo #emo boys

[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.

#dom reader #dom!reader #male sub #smut #death note #death note smut #sub!Lawliet #sub!L #fem reader #fem!dom #mommy k!nk #choking #fanfic #one shot #anime #gn reader #domme!reader

[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.

#death note x reader #death note x you #death note lawliet #death note #death note x y/n #dn lawliet #l lawliet #l x reader #lawliet x reader #ryuzaki lawliet #death note smut #But it depends on the day I think #in my head he is very solidly a switch #either a bratty sub or an incredibly condescending dom depending on the day

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01. Blowjob (L Lawliet x Reader)

((CW: +18, oral [m.receiving], L's switchy but subs for this, nothing crazy freaky just sucking dick tbh))

(L has been having a difficult time keeping himself in check around you as of late. It hasn't gone unnoticed on your behalf. The curious questions, the rather close proximity, the "accidental" brushing against you that somehow remains consistent. You've decided to get back at L's pervert antics when everyone leaves the office for the day)

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“Are you…” L stops himself from asking his question. A stupid question. He can see exactly what’s going on.

L stares in absolute awe at the display in front of him. He watches you lower to your knees right in front of his desk, the glow from the screens barely illuminating your face.

"You're acting surprised?" you ask, "After what you've been doing the past few days with me?"

He blinks a few times as he stares down, registering the situation that's unfolding in front of him. Slowly and silently, he repositions himself to a somewhat normal sitting position, yet remains slouched still. You pull his chair closer to you, slide your hands up his thighs that spread apart on their own. Not a word of protest utters from his mouth as you're unbuttoning his pants. He watches you with interest, with a shade of red darkening his pale face, yet his attention keeps drifting between the cameras and your eyes.

You run your hand along the fabric over his half-hardened cock, taking it in your fingers and slowly stroking it, feeling it twitch under your touch. L swallows audibly, barely catching your gaze again while he watches the cameras. A tingling sensation begins taking over his whole body. The excitement of where this is heading is stealing more and more of his attention by the second.

"You’re d-distracting me, ____," he mumbles, though it doesn't sound anything like a complaint. His breathing is getting more ragged with each little teasing stroke of his growing length. One of his hands lowers to his thigh next to your free one while the other remains on the arm of the chair.

His focus breaks again when the fabric of his boxers is tugged away, exposing his hardened cock for you. You pull your hand back from his shaft to his inner thigh to instead use your tongue. A deeper sigh escapes L’s throat when you start to trace your lips against his veiny member. You leave a trail of light kisses before going in with flattened tongue from the base of his shaft all the way to the tip. The salty beads of his precum spread its flavor across your wet tongue, more so when you start kissing and sucking on his tip.

L continues to attempt to monitor the cameras, failing focus every now and then to catch your lidded gaze. He's enamoured with how you look under him in his dim lighting, with your pretty lips latched around the tip of his dick, teasing him. His hand on his thigh shifts, tracing your soft fingers gently before lacing them with his own.

You start to take in more of him. You fill your mouth with him almost greedily. L's back straightened a bit as he hissed through his teeth in a deep breath. The tip of his cock is now grazing the back of your throat, making you gag a bit, but not enough to make you take less. His full attention shifts to you, wide eyes locked on to yours while his face only gets brighter in color. L can't resist this display for the life of him anymore. He squeezes your hand tighter, while his other hand grips onto the arm of the chair. Your own free hand massages his inner thigh, the thumb lightly massaging his sack in circles through his boxers.

L's stomach trembles with his breathing when you draw back on his cock, making a pop sound. You spit what's in your mouth on the tip.

"You like this?" you ask, a smile creeping on your face when fully seeing his baffled look.

He takes in a shaky breath, "...Please keep going..."

The trembling hand that held your own shifts closer. The tips of his fingers barely graze your hair, tracing along it to your cheek before wrapping around the back of your head with a guidance back down. It encourages a slightly quicker rhythm. Your now free hand wraps around the base of his cock and takes on its own rhythm, your wrist loosely twisting it up and down.

L's head tips back as he gasps under his breath. He shuts his eyes to further drown himself in this pleasure. The occasional smacking sound of wet skin when his tip pops from your mouth mixed with your moaning hypnotizes him. His legs start shaking just a bit more. You catch a glance of his whitening knuckles on the arm of the chair, but the hand on your head remains rather gentle.

"Jus-just a little faster, please..."

You keep your motion, sucking and licking his tip while you pump his cock, but pick up your motion with your hand a bit. You hear your name between L's shaky gasping repeatedly. His hand slides to the top of your head and pushes you down with more urgency.

"O–oh, god-" he whimpers,"I think I'm–mmmh–"

Despite the aching jaw, you push through to follow the encouraged pace. You keep your lips tight around his cock and pump even faster letting his cock ram the back of your throat.

The hand that was gripping the armrest flies up to his mouth to muffle his moans, the other hand shoving your head down and stuffing your throat with his length, making you gag again. The salty taste of his hot seed floods your throat in pulsing loads. It washes across your tongue and back as you continue choking down his dick. What you miss swallowing runs down your bottom lip and chin. You hold his shaking legs as steady as you can while you let him finish out his load in your mouth.

L takes a minute to catch his breath, still moaning a little as you lick up the rest of his cum off his dick. You feel his hand shift from the back of your head around to your cheek. As he looks down at you with heavy eyes, his thumb smears the trail of cum down your chin away.

“You have...surprised me, ____ ….Let me return the favor.”

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(all knowledge of head went out the window as I wrote this stg lmaooo 😭😭😭)

#kinktober #kinktober 2023 #death note #l lawliet #l lawliet n/sfw #l lawliet x reader #l lawlight #n/sfw

[brayneworms]

— 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑

note: please find the complete list of content warnings in the fics themselves, and note that this masterlist will only display the more 'extreme' ones. minors and ageless blogs, do not interact with this post or any of the fics linked.

almost none of these fics will feature sub!reader. reader will either be a dom, switch, or power dynamics won't be explored. almost all readers will be totally gender-neutral, with maybe three exceptions such as amab or afab anatomy.

these kinks, characters and content are subject to change.

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟏

fingering + hinata hajime content. new relationship, gn!reader, post-killing game, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟐

frottage , sexual frustration, virginity + leviathan content. virgin!levi, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟑

dry humping + sampo koski, tighnari content. hatsex elements, gn reader, tba summary. tba content. inexperienced!tighnari, gn!reader, ear petting, tba summary.

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟒

overstimulation + xiao content. inexperienced!xiao, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟓

face-sitting + hayakawa aki content. afab!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟔

collar/leash + mammon content. light petplay elements, anal fingering, praise kink, gn!reader summary. mammon lost a bet, but he doesn't consider it much of a loss, considering

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟕

praise kink + jolyne cujoh content. afab!fem!reader, switch!reader, established relationship, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟖

chastity + dazai osamu content. gn!reader, brat dazai, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟎𝟗

slutwear + leander content. masochist!leander, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟎

kissing + johnny joestar content. anal fingering, slight internalised ableism, crying summary. johnny's lost all feeling below his waist, but you try to find another way to make him feel good

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟏

teasing + akutagawa ryunosuke content. virgin!akutagawa, gn reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟐

orgasm denial/control, lingerie + sonia nevermind, tanaka gundham content. threesome, switch!reader, gn reader, established relationship, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟑

bondage + shenhe, scaramouche content. trust excerises, established relationship, gn reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟒

uniform + belphegor content. nurse!belphegor, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟓

boot worship + al-haitham content. hatesex elements, brat!alhaitham, gn!reader summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟔

body worship + tsukimi shin content. sweet and sappy, gn!reader, established relationship, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟕

blowjob + edogawa ranpo content. amab!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟖

service top/power bottom + cyno content. pb!cyno, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟏𝟗

biting + yosano akiko content. gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟎

thigh fucking + mhin content. amab!mhin, hatesex elements, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟏

hair pulling + kishibe content. masochist!kishibe, light degradation, gn!reaeder, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟐

sexual exhaustion + komaeda nagito content. gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟑

fancy dress + asmodeus, solomon content. threesome, switch!reader, gn!reader summary. tba

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bratty sub + urie kuki content. gn!reader, brat urie, tba summary. tba

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leather + higashiyama kobeni content. inexperienced!kobeni, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

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wax play + kaneki ken content. kuroneki, masochist!kaneki, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟕

edging + matsuda touta content. soft, gn!reader, post-canon, tba summary. tba

➥ 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝟐𝟖

enclosed space + l lawliet content. trapped in a closet, gn!reader, tba summary. tba

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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..."

#l lawliet #l lawliet x reader #f/o #l lawliet smut #self ship #l lawliet x self insert #l lawliet x oc #canon x self insert #l lawliet x reader smut

[kkoen]

THREESOME WITH L AND LIGHT!! BOTH DOMS!! with fem!reader who has a praise kink, plss

OMGGG STOPP BC THAT WOULD BE- <33333

Includes- Threesome, SMUT, praise kink, dom and sub dynamics, KINDA ANIME SPOILERS!?!, Petnames, established relationships, swearing, Fem!reader, kinda forced sex?,possessive!Light Yagami, Misa just doesn't exist in this fic, oral sex F!Receiving (let me know if I missed anything!!) not proof read

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WARNING!!! NSFW CONTENT UNDER THE CUT IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF 18 DNI

With everything going on in the world with knowing what your lovers, Light Yagami. You know he'd never do anything you wouldn't want to do. You've gave your consent every time he needed it.

though if we are being honest, it's always been out of fear, of course you loved him and felt safe.

It seemed as though he was subconsciously telling you what to do.

As you've grown with him you've learned that you crave the praise he gives you after you say "yes"

"You're always such a good girl for me, always letting me do whatever I want to your pretty body."

he'd say.

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It confused you when he said he wanted you to fuck Laiwiet.

Was he joking?

Was he making some un-comical insult to his enemy.

They did work together so it makes sense for them to have some sort of 'relationship' towards eachother.

But for Light to ask you to have sex with someone who is trying to destroy everything your Boyfriend has worked for seems... off.

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You've never thought the day would come you'd be sandwiched between L lawliet and Light Yagami.

Yet here you are.

The praise you've gotten just by sitting there and letting L eat you out is almost too much for you to handle.

"look at how well your taking it, such a good girl for us"

God, The things these mf say to you is ungodly.

"C'mon can't you take just a little more sweetheart, you've done so well already you can go just a little bit longer."

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Final thoughts; Ko cant properly write threesomes or any smut for that matter but people still love it<3333

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18+ He’s The Next One: 4 - F!Reader X L Lawliet

No gendered language is used (Probably). The reader is described as wearing a panties and a skirt.

Wordcount: 5.4k

Contains: Second person POV, NSFT, BDSM vibes, Frottage, Power Imbalance, Vaginal Penetration, Vaginal Fingering, The reader is a serial killer, Dirty Talk, attempted murder (barely), Sub Space, Kink Not Negotiated.

Your situationship with L is built on a solid foundation of two key things; Mistrust, and stalking. So when L leaves to go outside of his own volition of course you follow him. The old-timey, absurdly expensive car he’s driven around in makes it beyond easy to do so, even on foot. All you have to do is ask literally any passerby if they've seen an old rich person car and you get pointed in the right direction.

This method leads you all the way to To-Oh University.

To-Oh is impressive enough, you suppose. It's Known for its output of lawyers and government employees as well as its high bar to be accepted, but you just don’t see what could be in it for L.

You doubt any student, or professor for that matter, could hold the frogs picky attention so what reason could he possibly have to be here?

The only thing L cares about is catching Kira, and Kira is Light Yagami so…

Looking around at the well dressed flock of teenagers filtering in through the front of the building you rapidly sort through and mentally discard anybody with irrelevant traits; Height, build, gender, hair color-

“The entrance exam is starting in ten minutes, so you’d better hurry up!”

He’s probably already inside-

“It’s fine. I planned to get here three minutes before the test. I hate waiting. I’m here too early.”

It’s going to feel so fucking good watching the light, heh, leave his eyes.

Top button comes undone. Skirt is rolled up a notch. You fall in step with him, a calculated, admiring smile gracing your features, “You don’t like to waste time either, huh?”

If elevator eyes were enough to make your hit list you’d be dragging Kira off the path this very moment to turn this animal into goddamn meat...

But then L would have the book thrown at you, and you can be patient.

Theoretically.

You haven’t tried before but other people do it all the time so it’s probably easy.

“There was less foot traffic than I anticipated.” Kira's eyes flick past you and up and you follow his gaze, seeing nothing but feeling your skin prickle with tension for a reason you can't discern.

Unconsciously you take a step closer to Kira, and want to stomp his foot when he smirks. Instead you give him a close lipped smile, cheeky, and nudge his arm with an elbow. “So, what are you going to study, Mr. Impatient?”

“Criminal Law. My father is the Chief of the NPA,” Name-dropping son of a self-righteous old bast-, “I suppose stopping criminals is a legacy for me.” He smiles at you in a way you know is supposed to be disarming, his voice sounding sheepish in a way that’s so fake you have to bring a hand up to your mouth to cover a scowl.

Forcing a giggle you play off the gesture as shyness, “Wow… I knew a lot of important people come from To-Oh but I didn’t realize I’d be meeting any so soon.” You look up at him from under your lashes, a practiced move that’s melted many predators before him and undoubtedly will do the same for many after, “Maybe we’ll be in the same class. It’d be nice to have a friend right off the bat, don’t you think?”

The incredulity in Kira’s expression is almost- Scratch that, is extremely insulting as he asks you, a hint of humor in his voice, “You’re here for the criminal law program?”

If I were a self obsessed man child with a god complex that’s gotten murderous what would I want to hear?

“Sure am!” You make sure your big fake smile reaches your voice, pretending not to notice his condescending tone, “I’m going to become a prosecutor and work my way up to a position as a judge. I’m going to become someone who actually sees to it that criminals get what they deserve. I-” You let out a squeak and wave your hands frantically, adopting an embarrassed affectation as you rapidly speak, “I didn’t mean to ramble! Please forget I said that…”

“Forget it? Why?”

“Well… A lot of people think it’s a bit excessive… Y’know, wanting to see people punished?” You make a point to wilt like the helpless flower he’s labeling you as in his itty bitty mind.

“Well I think it’s admirable.” No shit. “You've seen a problem with society and you’re actually doing something to better not only yourself but the whole world. Or- The whole of Japan I should say.” He rubs the back of his neck at what he likely sees as a minor slip.

And what you see as the blatant projection you were fishing for.

“Exactly!” You need to seem flustered. L’s wide eyes as he leans back and pants out ragged breaths, cum cooling on his skin- That’ll do it. “Maybe we have more in common than our dislike of waiting?”

Kirasmiles, and the calculating way it comes across makes you feel a little nauseated, “It would seem so.”

You’re already at the room the exam is going to take place in and to seal your progress on this target you bump the back of your hand against his, quickly linking his pinky with your own, “I’ll see you at the opening ceremony, Mr. Impatient.” Before all but fluttering away, taking a seat near the back, off to the side.

The security here is kinda shit, you not. You didn’t even have to actually sign up.

The seat you chose is perfect for your needs. You can see L, seeing Kira.

Papers are passed around and the proctor calls for the applicants to start, and with that permission you begin to doodle absentmindedly, filling the page with eyeballs and hands and random objects you can see around the room. It’s around the same time that Kira turns around that you recognize something in the back of L’s posture and lean to the side to see-

L, if you don’t get your nasty ass goddamn grippers off the fucking desk-

Your expression twists in disgust as you stare in open mouthed horror before making eye contact with Kira.

You point at the backs of L’s head and mouth, “Life sentence.”

Kira whips back around to face the front of the classroom so fast you’re surprised you can’t hear his neck crack.

—

You leave before the exam is called, not wanting to confront, or more accurately be confronted by, L in public. Slowing to a stop you look into a store window…

—-

For the betterment of humanity you buy a pack of mens socks.

—

It’s agony waiting for the entrance ceremony, languishing on a plush couch and being brought an endless parade of sweets by an attentive butler, all the while counting down the days until you’ll be close to your target again. But you persevere, your patience staggering, a testament to your unparalleled maturity and poise.

You ball up the paper remnants of a sugar packet and try to toss it into Yagami-san’s tea from across the room.

It plonks off the back of his head and he turns around, shouting, “Will you stop that?!”

“I’ll run out of wrappers eventually if that’s what you’re asking.”

L clears his throat to hide a laugh.

—

“Would you care to join me, M.” You pout, he knows your name but has refused to say it since giving you the moniker, ‘for your safety.’

Jerk.

“Join you?”

“Watari will be driving me to To-Oh university’s entrance ceremony. If you wish to arrive on time it may behoove you to arrive in the car, rather than behind it.”

“... You’re no fun.”

Watari opens the back door for you.

—

You make a point to have Watari drop you off two blocks away from To-Oh, not wanting to be seen arriving with L, and thank the man profusely. This time you don’t sit far in the back, you sit exactly one seat behind L and wait patiently. You're unsurprised when Kira takes the seat next to him, front and center like the Special Boy he is.

You don’t actually pay any attention to the ceremony, utterly indifferent until Kira and someone called Ryuga are called to the stage to give a speech, and Kira and L stand up.

Your frog is a fucking moron, too stupid to know when to play dumb. If he doesn’t do this right he’ll end up on Kira’s radar.

Without thinking about it you start biting your thumbnail, repeatedly nibbling at the very end.

The speech is as blandly inspirational as any other, although you can’t help but want to laugh at both the way L holds his notes and the tone he reads them with. If he weren’t intentionally putting himself in so much danger you’d be ecstatic, laughing your arse off at the show he’s putting on.

But he’s standing next to Kira who’s looking at him like something sticky attached to the bottom of his shoe, like he's subtle, so you bite your nail harder instead.

When the two of them are coming back to their seats you can see L talking to the back of Kira’s head and you want to pick up their vacated folding chairs and throw them.

You bite through the nail. And since you can’t very well spit in public, you swallow. Ew.

Exit strategies, character analysis, mental manipulations, and desperate acts of violence all flit through your mind as you try to think of a way to undo whatever damage L is undoubtedly doing all without knowing the details and you hate this frog, you hate this frog, you hate this frog-

“I want to tell you, I’m L.”

God damn it!

The pause that follows is tense and you hold your breath as you wait to hear what happens next.

“If you are who you say you are, then you have nothing but my respect and admiration.”

Snort.

The sound makes both Kira and L turn around and you quickly pull your phone out, looking at the screen and pretending to have read a text.

L waggles his fingers at you in greeting before continuing his conversation with Kira, as if he’d never been interrupted.

You tune them out, already knowing what needs to be done, everything else is just fat to be trimmed.

You need to kill Kira before he can kill L.

Only you get to kill L.

—

You make a point to stay out of sight when L leaves with Watari, waiting for them to round the corner before you half jog to catch up with Kira.

“Hey! Yagami-kun!” The grin you direct his way is stunning, you know because you’ve practiced it enough times in the mirror, and you hug his arm when you reach him, “I knew for sure you’d get in but I didn’t realize you were, like, an actual genius!”

Kira smiles, brown eyes looking blood red to you as you give his arm a light squeeze before letting go, skin crawling. “I’m glad you had so much confidence in me. Although, I can’t accept being called a genius when I only tied for first place.”

You huff and scrunch up your nose a bit, “I’m gonna go ahead and assume you’ve got more emotional and social intelligence than the weird guy and add it on top. You’re definitely better.” Looking side to side, you make a show of checking that no one is watching before leaning in close to his ear and whispering, “Did you see him put his toes on the desk?”

Kira laughs. “Unfortunately, yes.”

“So, which way are you headed?” You’re at the gates now, intentionally standing slightly too close to the murderous ego maniac.

He points a thumb over his shoulder to the left, “I’m taking the train that way to head home.”

“Me too!" A lie. "Well actually it’s my bus route, but it’s in the same direction. Wanna walk together for a bit?”

“That works for me.”

—

You keep up a string of conversation with the mass murderer, bubbly and babbling as you follow him towards the train station. There’s a bus station next to a cafe about three blocks from the metro, and you know from experience that particular cafe has metal cutlery. So convenient for you, especially since your bags are checked any time you enter or leave HQ.

When you reach the bus station you smile at Kira and tug his sleeve to get him to stop with you, “This is me. Thanks for walking with me.” He smiles back and pats your hand.

“We could make a habit of it, since we’ll be classmates.”

“That sounds great! I’m looking forward to it.” L panting a broken moan into your shoulder as he angles his hips to get just a little deeper- there’s the blush. “I’ll see you in class?”

“Definitely.” He smiles one last time in that way you know he intends to be charming before turning to leave.

The moment Kira rounds the corner you set a brisk pace back the way you came from, passing close by the outdoor dining of the cafe and swiping a cloth napkin from one table and use it to grab a knife from the next. It really is a nice cafe.

You turn to the alley between buildings and make your way through, parallel to the route you know Kira will need to take to reach the station. However as soon as you make it out of the mouth of the alley on the other side and turn to intercept Kira a hand covers your mouth and you are dragged back into it, shoved against the nearest wall, stucco unfortunately, leaving scratches on your cheek.

A second hand grabs your wrist where you’re already maneuvering your knife to stab him and pinches at it oddly, causing your hand to spasm and the cutlery to drop. You thrash against the grip and growl, biting hard into the flesh this scum had the nerve to put so close to your teeth and-

“I’m glad you had the foresight to put something between you and the would-be murder weapon.”

Oh for the love of-

You reach up and tap the back of his hand two times, and L lets go.

“L. What. The. Fuck?”

“I could ask you the same thing... Save for the L. And I’d likely use more robust vocabulary-“

“Save it frog.” You twist your neck so you can look at him, and he blinks in shock. “I wouldn’t be doing this on such short notice if you hadn’t told Kira who you are to his goddamn face.”

“I have taken all the necessary precautions before making contact, and you shouldn't be doing this,” he kicks the knife further down the alley, “At all.”

He… He actually sounds angry.

The pout you can feel forcing its way onto your face as your lip threatens to jut out is humiliating.

“You’re in danger.” It isn’t supposed to come out as whiny as it sounds.

“Yes.”

Don’t cry.

Don’t cry.

Don’t you fucking-

Long, thin fingers come up and swipe gently beneath your eyes, one at a time, feeling wetness there.

“You are upset by the thought of me dying.” There’s a hint of something to his words, whether it’s the tone or inflection you can’t decide, that makes you think of one word. One word spoken softly while you knelt at his feet-

“Kira doesn’t get to have you.” The words are bitten out, the growl of anger, of possessiveness, undercut by the watery waver to your voice.

You hadn’t realized he was still holding your wrist until he tightens his grip, squeezing down until it aches.

“Nor will he have you.”

The ‘you’re mine’ is unspoken, on both your parts.

You can hear the dull hum of an engine and tires on pavement and turn to see Watari pulling the car up. When L leads you by your wrist into the back of it, grip turning gentle, you don’t protest.

“Headquarters, Watari.” Is all L says before pressing a button that rolls up the car's divider. He buckles you in like some kind of child but doesn’t bother doing the same for himself like… Some other kind of child.

The silence between you is thick, highlighted by every creak of the leather seats as you shift uncomfortably look out the dark tint of the windows at each street you pass, pretending you can’t see L’s reflection just as clearly as the people and buildings outside. But you can, and you focus on it, tracing his features, expressionless to most, and finding very little to read into. It’s upsetting. You’re normally much better at this, and it strikes you that you may very well only be able to read him the way you do because he lets you. Something achy in your chest twists at the thought.

“I had thought the terms of our agreement were clear, but it seems I may have left out a crucial detail.”

His eyes lock on yours in the reflection and it makes you feel embarrassed to think about how obvious you are to him, especially contrasted with how opaque he is to you.

“Until my heart stops beating, you will not under any circumstances take another life.”

“I hate you.”

His mouth falls open and with it his expression. Shock?

“… Truly?”

You’ve never heard him sound small before.

Fuck.

The click of your seat belt buckle breaks the silence as you quickly shift your way over to him, shoving at his knees until there's enough space for you to seat yourself in his lap, which you do. “No.”

The honesty is uncomfortable for you and you suspect it’s equally as uncomfortable for him so you add on, “And you should be able to tell that since you’re such a master detective.” Mockery. Familiar territory.

He braces his feet against the back of Watari’s seat and slouches further, bringing his knees back up to support you more and wrapping his arms around your shoulders, pulling you close until your face is pressed into his neck.

“I do not hate you either.” He speaks it into your hair, and you feel a kiss pressed against the side of your head, so you respond with a kiss of your own on the only spot you can reach. His neck.

L shudders beneath you, then lets out a shaky breath, arms tightening their hold like he thinks you have somewhere else to be before ducking to murmur against your ear, “The divider is not nearly as soundproof as I would prefer so I will have to whisper, but I wish to make my intentions entirely clear...”

You nod against his neck to indicate that you heard him and try to turn to kiss his jaw but he reaches up with one of his hands and grabs your hair in a tight grip, holding you still.

“When we return to head quarters, I am going to fuck you.”

The breath you take in through your nose in your surprise is louder than the words he spoke. There’s a heat in your cheeks that you can feel spreading down your chest and lower as you inhale shakily, before taking a calculated risk and rolling your hips against his as you murmur, “How?”

His hand briefly tightens in your hair and you can feel your pussy getting wet, “How am I going to fuck you?”

You nod, and he exhales slowly, you inhaling in time with him, your chests moving together.

“I think I would like to fuck you like this,” the hard press of his interested cock is made obvious as his hips roll up against yours, denim jeans against cotton panties and you bite your lip to stifle any verbal reaction, “You will be on top but I will be holding you still. I’ll take my time I think, maybe have you ride my thigh first so I can observe the pace you’d like me to set.”

You’re hips are rocking back in forth in small little ruts now, panties clinging to your needy cunt with your body's reaction to his voice and the press of his cock, “Please-“

“Of course I won’t fuck you how you’d like me to.”

Pardon?

“You’ve been bad,” Holy fucking shit.

L’s hand tightens in your hair as he pulls your head back to meet your eyes, his own heavily lidded as he murmurs, his lips nearly brushing your own. “I’m going to fuck you slowly. I’m going to teach you patience.”

“You’re a sadist.” You speak solely to feel your lips brushing against his.

“I’ve been called worse things. Less accurate things as well.”

The car rolls to a very sudden stop and if it weren’t for L’s arms around you and his legs behind you, you would have fallen in between the front and back seats, folded in half like a humiliated napkin.

When Watari opens the door for L, you’re back in your own seat, resenting L’s composure as you shake like a leaf, wondering how visibly fucked out you look for someone who hasn’t even been properly touched yet. You’d read Watari’s expression to find out if you could bring yourself to meet the man's eyes. He holds out a hand to help you out of the car and you thank him quietly before trailing behind L like some kind of stray cat he’s fed.

The elevator ride is excruciatingly long to you, even though it can’t have been more than thirty seconds and as soon as you make it into the hotel room the task force calls headquarters you and L head directly for the door to the bedroom, not acknowledging the presence of the others. You try very hard not to think about how embarrassing it’s going to be to face them later.

L places his hand on your lower back as he walks beside you, pressing you forwards until you’re in the room, looking at meticulously made sheets, and you know that this is going to be the first time since L stationed himself here that he lies in that bed, the sheets likely immaculate not due to Watari or one of the hotel’s cleaning staff coming in and making the bed, but entirely because of disuse.

You can hear him kick the door shut behind you and the hand on your back slides down past your skirt, to bare thighs, fingers dragging upwards, rucking up the fabric until he reaches the top of your panties and presses beneath, hand grabbing and pulling at soft flesh before making his way down once more, fingers cupping you as they glide forwards between your legs to press into your wet cunt.

The pressure you feel as he fills you, starts to roll his wrist against your backside, as he repeatedly rocks his slender hand against you. Starting with two fingers stings a little, but it’s a good sort of sting so you lets your hips rock back against him, trying to pull him in further, the sound of your wetness around his fingers loud in the quiet of the room.

His free arm wraps around you and pulls you in close to him, standing at the entrance of the room and holding you like he needs a hug all while fucking his fingers into your cunt, drawing vulgar sounds from between your legs and between your teeth. When his lips press against your ears your cunt clenches down around him, warm and hot and he's gotten you so fucking wet even before he starts to speak again.

And then he does. “If I could keep you like this I would. If Kira would simply spontaneously drop dead and save us the luxury of having to catch him I would steal you away with me back home. I would keep you as the most satisfying reward I have ever received for solving a case.” L’s lips trail down your neck and you let out a sound that's painfully close to a sob as he draws his fingers from your cunt and from your panties before walking you forwards towards the bed, turning when he reaches it and sitting you in his lap, facing the closed door.

One of his thighs is pressed between your own and his arms settle around your shoulders in a lazy hug as he nuzzles his nose against the side of your cheek, “We can get started once you've cum." He speaks in such a matter of fact way, keeping his voice light and unbothered, even though you’d already felt the hard press of his cock behind you.

You want to be a brat about it, to talk back and throw a fit, to deny him the satisfaction of taking the lead and to ride him till he’s shooting blanks and begging you to give him a break.

Or more accurately, you want to want that.

The press of his denim clad thigh against your needy aching clit, through your drenched panties, slick with cum, makes your head feel floaty, and you move with the feeling, leaning forwards and bracing both hands above his knee before your start to slowly roll your hips back and forwards, humping yourself against him and letting out little breathy noises from between parted lips.

One of L’s thumbs starts to brush gently back and forth against your shoulder and this time you do let out a sob, the sound turning into a whine as L presses the ball of his foot down on the floor, slowly rocking his leg up against your pussy.

His lips brush against the side of his neck as he murmurs, “You’re doing so well. Doing so well for me.” His breath is coming out heavier against your neck and if you could focus on anything other than the slow pulsing of warmth and pressure and pleasure against your cunt you’d feel pride in that fact, but all you can do is what you’re told.

So you ride his thigh, shuddering out a gasp as one of your hands trails down his towards yourself, fingertips tracing against the wet spot forming on his jeans. Your mouth hangs open wider as you let out a soft moan in between pants for breath that don't seem to do anything at all.

That’s all me.

“Does it feel nice?” There’s a hum in L’s voice, he sounds curious as he leans forwards, hooking his chin over your shoulder to look down at where you’re getting yourself off against him and you nod. You can feel his smile against your neck “I’m glad.”

You stay like that for a while, L holding you softly, and you grinding slowly against him, your hips slowly picking up pace until the heat inside of you builds, and builds, and builds, and-

You cum.

“Very good.” His voice sounds far away to you, far away from where you’re floating and you let out another sob, hands reaching up desperately to cling to his arms.

Why is he so far away?

The sound is muddled and murmured and it takes you a while to drift back into the hotel room, into yourself, into L’s arms and when you do you find yourself lying on his chest further up the bed, still straddling him, but now faced towards him instead of away.

“There you are.” He’s back. Or maybe you are?

When his hand comes up to brush away tears you hadn’t noticed on your cheeks you lean into the touch, turning slightly to press a kiss against the palm of his hand, and taste salt.

“Would you like to stop now? That looked like it was a lot for you.”

Immediately, you open your mouth to say yes but the word doesn’t come out. Why not?

You’re still a little floaty as you try to figure out what you’re feeling, to find the words to articulate and pinpoint what exactly you want and it takes a few moments, L waiting patiently all the while.

“No. Want you.”

L nods at that, a small smile replacing a look you realize was one of concern, and the hand on your cheek trails down until he can reach your shirt, stripping you of it quickly. Your skirt is next, and then your undergarments, and you expect him to stare at your body, more exposed to his gaze than it's ever been before, but it’s your face he looks at. He studies.

“If this becomes too much for you, if you start to go away again, promise you will tell me.”

You look at him beneath you, you’re still shaking a little, fully undressed, and he’s fully clothed. The only sign of what you’d been doing so far is the surprisingly large wet patch you’d left on his jeans.

“Promise.” You respond. Reaching out and grabbing one of his hands to lock a pinky with yours.

When you start to let go of his hand he snatches it back, intertwining your pinkies once more and holding them together like that, his free hand coming up to your face, drawing you in far enough that he can kiss you.

Earl Grey with too much sugar, chocolate and whipped cream, strawberries. He tastes like dessert and you sigh with contentment as his lips press against your own. They’re thin and a little dry but the soft press of them against yours warms your bare skin against the chill of the room and you bring your own free hand to his chest, only to inhale sharply in surprise at what you feel.

His heart is racing. Somehow it's never occurred to you that was something that could happen to him.

You press more heavily into the kiss, lips parting as you lick against his own, and let out a pleased him as his tongue meets yours. The kiss stays soft for a while but inevitably grows more heated.

Dragging your hand down his stomach you reach the button of his jeans and stop, only continuing when you feel his pinky squeezing your own, then flick the button open and drag the zipper down.

 His cock feels good in your hand, soft skin slick with pre-cum and warm to the touch, but it feels even better when you raise your hips up far enough that you can position the head of his cock against your entrance and then slowly push down against him, sinking into the full feeling of his cock pressing into you, until you’re once again sat in his lap.

The only sounds in the room are the quiet creaking of the bed frame and the slow wet glide of your cunt around him as you roll your hips down against him and he rocks his hips up into you, and the smack of your lips parting as you catch your breath before coming back together again, tongues teasing each others mouths.

You aren’t sure how long the two of you stay like this, moving and breathing with each other, but it’s as slow as he said it would be.

You wouldn’t call what the two of you are doing fucking, though.

You don’t have the courage to call it what it is.

When L cums, he says your name. Not M. Not any other alias you’d used before. He says your name. Whispers it into your mouth and you breathe the word in from his. Tears fall from your eyes at the intensity of it all and you cum with him, pussy wrapped around his cock in a wet plush press, like a kiss.

You feel sticky with the way you cling to L, all tears and sweat and spit, as you tremble in his arms, cunt continuing to twitch around his softening cock as the last of your orgasm washes over you and fades away. L holds you through the whole thing, his own arms shaking and his breath as quick as yours as he comes down alongside you and it’s quiet for a while.

It takes a few long moments for you to fully come back to yourself, noticing an orange glow starting to filter through the sheer curtains of the hotel's bedroom windows and realizing that the sun must be setting.

L looks more alive like this, the warmth of the light of golden hour bringing a healthy glow to his otherwise corpse-like pallor and you find yourself just staring at him, taking the sight in as his breathing evens out to a healthier pace, dark eyes fluttering open to land on yours, gazing back.

Under his attention you expect to feel studied like an insect, or dissected like a frog, but all you feel now is all you felt when…

‘Hagoromo.’

Before you can really think the words through You hear yourself, in a voice soft enough to fit the silence the two of you soak in, “Until your heart no longer beats?”

“Yes.”

And it’s clear to you why you’re here. What your purpose is.

You’re here so that even if L loses, Kira doesn’t get to win.

“Okay.”

L and you never once let go of each other's pinkies.

#n.sft #.are writes #.are posts #reader insert #l lawliet #death note #smut

[teabreakpancakes]

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

everything is gender-neutral

day one : Teacher's Pet (Dom Alva Lorenz x Sub Reader)

professor-student relationship, slight praise kink, semi-public sex!

day two : Focus On Decoding! (Dom Mike Morton x Sub Reader)

face sitting, semi-public sex!

day three : Go On, Continue (Dom Pantalone x Sub Reader)

office sex, cockwarming!

day four : Sinful Indulgence (Dom Zhongli x Sub Reader)

oviposition, breeding kink, dragon cock!

day five : Sit Still And Look Pretty (Dom Luca Balsa x Sub Reader)

toys, exhibitionism, in public!

day six : A Treat (Dom Cale Henituse & Beacrox Molan x Sub Reader)

food play, body worship!

day seven : Impatient (Dom Kaedehara Kazuha x Sub Reader)

public sex, riding!

day eight : Bedtime (Dom Lisa Minci x Sub Reader)

lactation, mommy kink, infantalisation!

day nine : Beg For It (Dom Victor Grantz x Sub Reader)

orgasm denial, teasing, begging!

day ten : Spoiled Rotten (Service Dom Ron Molan x Sub Reader)

age gap, master-servant relationship, spoiling!

day eleven : My Reward (Dom Diavolo x Sub Reader)

size kink, slight daddy kink, dumbification!

day twelve : Sweet Nectar (Dom Beelzebub x Sub Reader)

oral sex, overstim!

day thirteen : My Test Subject (Dom Albedo x Sub Reader)

aphrodisiac, semi-public!

day fourteen : Corrupt You Sweetly (Dom Childe x Sub Reader)

corruption kink, dacryphilia!

day fifteen : Loving Embrace (Dom Yoo Sangah x Sub Reader)

strap-on, sensory deprivation!

day sixteen : Sleep Tight (Dom Baizhu x Sub Reader)

somnophilia, nipple play, fingerfucking!

day seventeen : At Your Service (Subby Dom Thoma x Sub Reader)

nipple play, master-servant relationship!

day eighteen : All Tied Up (Dom Shenhe x Sub Reader)

shibari!

day nineteen : Contrast (Dom Wu Chang x Sub Reader)

threesome, praise, degradation!

day twenty : Bites And Kisses (Dom Xiao x Sub Reader)

marking, possessive sex!

day twenty-one : Stuck (Dom Al-Tighnari x Sub Reader)

knotting, rut, breeding kink!

day twenty-two : Gorgeous (Dom Shikanoin Heizou x Sub Reader)

body worship, yandere, captivity!

day twenty-three : Rope Bunny (Dom The Ripper x Sub Reader)

sensory deprivation, bondage!

day twenty-four : All Yours (Sub Top Leviathan x Dom Bottom Reader)

roleplay!

day twenty-five : My Property (Dom Naib Subedar x Sub Reader)

possessive sex, wall sex, breeding, slight daddy kink, marking!

day twenty-six : Unholy (Dom Andrew Kreiss x Sub Reader)

priest kink, spanking, semi-public sex, object insertion!

day twenty-seven : Don't Look Away (Dom Joseph Desaulniers x Sub Reader)

mirror sex, dacryphilia!

day twenty-eight : Can't Help It (Eli Clark x Reader)

voyeurism!

day twenty-nine : Follow My Instructions (Dom Inumaki Toge x Sub Reader)

guided masturbation, begging, edging!

day thirty : Needy (Dom L Lawliet x Sub Reader)

phone sex, toys, olfactophilia!

day thirty-one : Fuck You Dumb (Dom Yo Shindo x Sub Reader)

overstim, corruption kink, fingerfucking!

#lawless'.kinktober

[best-fictional-detective]

SUBMISSIONS CLOSE SATURDAY AT 6 PM

Get your last submissions in! We have quite a few ties at 5 subs, so I'd like to get some of those up to 6 so I don't have to worry about it.

Currently at a 5 votes are

Data

Tim Drake

Team Chaotix

Looker

Adrian Monk

Veronica Mars

Abe the Detective

Currently at 4 votes are

TINTIN

Phyrne Fisher

Inspector Javert

Tails

Anthony J Lockwood

Zenigata

Inspector Gadget

Send your submissions, send your propaganda, polls start on Monday at 6 pm!

TOP CHARACTERS WITH SUBS OVER 6 (for reference)

Batman 6

Basil of Baker Street 6

Kirigiri Kyoko 6

Angus MacDonald 6

Miss Marple 6

Steve(blues clues):6

Hidari Shotarou 7

Edogawa Ranpo 7

Sam and Max 7

Jessica Fletcher 7

L Lawliet 8

Shuichi Saihara 8

Shawn Spencer 8

Nick Valentine 8

Nancy Drew 9

Hercule Poirot 10

The Scooby Gang 10

Columbo 10

Sherlock Holmes 11

Benoit Blanc 11

Hershel Layton 11

Juno Steel 12

Detective Pikachu 12

Herlock Sholmes 12

Oliver Beebo 12

Dirk Gently 13

Conan Edgoawa 16

Harry AND Kim 16

Gumshoe 17

#best fictional detective poll #bestfictionaldetectivepoll

[dirtynot-e]

[ ABOUT ] welcome here. my name is kuroh [read: crow] and I'm a 31 years old transmasc nonbinary person. I'm autistic, asexual and gay. I selfship with light yagami [post timeskip] and l lawliet from death note, and have been for years. I am not comfortable sharing them. they're my only romantic f/os.

[ LINKS ] main blog ; personal sideblog ; animal crossing sideblog [coming soon!] ; after dark manga caps sideblog [no minors!] ; boyfriend's tumblr ; boyfriend's after dark tumblr [no minors!] ; etc.

[ DNI ] minors, ageless blogs [you will be blocked], basic dni criteria, proshippers, comshippers, self-harm culture, eating disorders culture, anti healing, anti kin, anti selfshipping, anti educated self diagnosis, anti therian, fatphobes, sexualization of age/pet regression, harry potter fans, attack on titan fans. I don't care if you support j.k. rowling or not. if you're a harry potter fan go away, thank you.

[ KINKS ] orgasm delay/denial, dom/sub, biting, petplay [leashes, collars, cat ears, cat tail unf], oral sex, praise kink, consensual somnophilia, body worship [as in I worship my f/os' bodies] + two more that close friends can ask about. too embarrassed to talk about these online for now hah.

[ NOT INTO IT/HARD NO ] scat, emeto, feet, breeding kink, pregnancies, detrans, rape, sexualization of age/pet regression, fat fetishization/chubby chasing/feederism, zoophilia, necrophilia, vore, more to be added as I remember them.

do not send me nudes, rape threats, etc. they make me uncomfortable and I am very much taken and in love, so. yeah. nsft headcanons about our f/o[s], gushing etc is okay. I don't mind.

[ EMOJI ANONS ] 🐰||

#pinned post. #dni. #gif warning #small text