Death Note Fan Fiction / Death Note Fan Fiction ❯ Bloody Bodies and Love ❯ I Don't Want... ( Chapter 3 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: hitagashi
Uhh... how to describe this? I think this is where B rapes L... not sure really.... But that's okay right? Or maybe he wakes up by him... and then rape? I don't remember! Read it please!

Anime/Manga: Death Note Fan Fiction / Death Note Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Police / Occult / Supernatural / Romance / Psychological | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 03.27.2009 | Updated On: 05.11.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 4.5K | Visits: 272 | Status: Completed

Chapter Three - I Don't Want…
By Andyouthinkimcrazy [FanFiction] ShoushiMitsukai [deviantART] and hitagashi [dA and MediaMiner]
Andyouthinkimcrazy: Welcome back again to Bloody Bodies and Love! It's time for fu~un! I don't know about hitagashi... but this was one of my favorite parts to work on in the RP... this and some fun in the future... :3 Anyhow, sorry for the bit of a wait this time... D: My computer died... . and I'm the one with the RP... . I should really save it somewhere else so this doesn't happen again...
hitagashi: -singing- I'm in love with a girl named Fred she sings just like a --- OH! -stops singing- Hi there! Welcome welcome! Enjoy enjoy everyone!
Disclaimer: Last we checked we didn't own this… it would have yaoi and man secks if we did! No money from it. We no own you no sue.
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Beyond woke up halfway on top of L. One leg was wrapped around the original and the raven's right arm was in a vise grip. He yawned and snuggled closer, not wanting to part from him, "Warm..." He muttered this and snuggled his face into L's arm happily. He remembered what had happened and smiled. L didn't hate him... yet; but he had also marked him as his. Forever. B sighed happily and inhaled the predecessor. He felt this would be a good chance to do this, with his plans for that night that is. He had a special room for that; one with a beautiful and soft bed with chains on the headboard. But he had to do it, L was being defiant.
L blinked out of his thoughts, stirred by Beyond's movements and that single muttered word; he really wished the night was much, much longer. Unfortunately he'd drifted off towards the end of his planning, it was much harder to stay awake when he was actually quite comfortable; the pain had faded, the blankets and B's body were warm... the sound of slow breathing was calming.
As nice as that rest had been, he'd wasted at least two hours of planning; but he could implicate what he had so far. If Beyond would let him sit up, the rest of his plan would quickly fall into place. L let out a soft sigh and looked down at the head of black hair snuggled against him, "Good morning, Beyond."
Beyond blinked up and smiled blearily. "Mornin'! Sleep well, Lawli-pop?" He extended his arms and wrapped them around L's other shoulder, snuggling closer. He wanted to do more but that would happen later. He leaned his face into L's neck and nuzzled into it, and then he kissed the raven's neck carefully.
"I suppose." L shut his eyes in an attempt to ignore the lips on his neck; he had to be pleasant, that was the plan. He had to go along with some of these advances and maybe a little affectionate in return. Those were things B seemed to want and would be happy with; if he did this right, he might even blind Beyond to any other tricks he might have up his sleeve... not that Beyond would fall into it by any means... but it was a vague hope he had.
Beyond kissed his raven's neck again, darting out his tongue to taste the sweet skin. He smiled at the taste and did it again, running his tongue along the pale skin slowly. His arms and leg wrapped a little tighter as he brought L's body closer to him. Just a little bit longer and he would do it; when it was time. First his Lawli-pop had to eat; not at that moment, though. B started extending the strokes of his tongue as arousal hit him again.
L tried to relax, but each movement of that tongue sent shivers though his body which caused his muscles to tighten beneath his skin; he wanted to fight, and it was taking all of his self-control not to simply bash his head against Beyond's... again. He took in a calming breath, turned his head, and drew up his shoulder in an attempt to finally block B's attack on his flesh, "I-I think that's enough... for now, Beyond." He opened his eyes slowly and bit his lip.
"We'll... do more later... maybe..." He didn't want to overact so he settled for keeping his face blank, save for the blush he knew was lightly staining his cheeks; hopefully this would be enough to stop Beyond from molesting him further.
Beyond stopped and blinked up at him. "Later? Am I imagining things again? No... I remember waking up... But then Lawli-pop would never say that would he? He might for two different reasons... Hmm... I know what those are right? Hmm... escape or emotion. 99% chance of escape." Beyond's face contorted into anger as he straddled the raven. He gripped L's shoulders hard while lowering his mouth to L's ear, "You will be obedient. You will be mine." With that, he trailed his tongue from L's ear to his lips. The copy kissed the raven harshly while unbuckling L's pants. When he pulled away quickly it was to strip the pants off the original quickly, "You WILL learn your place, L Lawliet." With a final tug, the pants and boxers were removed from L's body. Beyond ripped the sliced shirt from L's pale frame in anger, "Understand now?"
L trembled and blushed a little darker than before, but he refused to allow this to overtake him. If only he could remember the excuses he'd prepared for this very situation he'd be set, but all he could remember were pieces of his plan: words that would have little effect if they weren't all put together. He had to convince B this did have something to do with emotion: fear, nervousness, some kind of schoolgirl crush, and maybe some hint of lust.
But all he could remember were the words `I kind of like you' which would have no real effect currently; Beyond already figured he was lying… which he was right to believe.
Damn it! If only he could remember the first few words of the points he wanted to make, then he'd probably remember the rest of them; but his body was exposed and it was making him much more nervous than it ought to. He couldn't stop thinking of what the next few seconds might bring to him: pain, humiliation, rape…
Slowly L submitted; he couldn't think fast enough like this, and Beyond might be inclined to get out the knife if he didn't say something soon, “I understand…” that was a good start, he decided; and he had to hope that winging it would get him to where he wanted to be, “and it's… true that that was mostly an attempt to escape… but can you say that you would try any different in my situation? If, say, Light Yagami had you tied to a bed and was licking at you… would you just sit there and take it because he wanted you to? It's not like I—maybe I…” here he paused, he didn't know if it would be a good idea to bring up any so-called feelings now; Beyond would surely call him on it…
So he decided to leave his sentence hanging; if B seemed to believe even a word of that, then maybe he'd have a chance to add more to his explanation.
Beyond tapped his chin slowly in thought; he hadn't expected L to admit he was trying to escape, that thought alone surprised him. But the idea of Light Yagami doing something to him was odd. So, he tried to picture it. When he did however, instead of himself, he saw L. His L. Being touched by that little brat. That in itself made B's face twist in rage. Then came the last sentence: his little raven had been making a good argument until he ceased speaking. He licked his lips at the thought of what might lie at the end of the sentence. "What was that?"
L studied B's reactions; the signs seemed good in his opinion... though he wasn't sure if saying he liked B now would help... he could just be looking for something to rip apart his argument and rape him anyhow. Beyond was much too smart to be tricked so easily. He really shouldn't have even begun to say something if he didn't have a backup... What was the matter with him?
"I mean that..." sighing, L closed his eyes in preparation for what was to come following this; he was certain that Beyond would only be angry with him again, "It's not like... I don't know if I'll ever change my mind about that or not, though..." L cracked his eyes open; there, that should help. Give him some hope without being too forward about it. Perfect.
Beyond tilted his head slightly while scratching his neck, "Oddly enough, Lawli-pop, I don't understand a thing you just said. Stammering sounds like gibberish to me you know. And..." His face split into a rage filled smile. He leaned over the raven again while slowly undoing his own pants, "It was the wrong answer. Made me VERY angry...." He put his face to L's chest and licked at a wound again, delving his tongue slightly into the thick cuts. He would salt them later, right now he wanted to have fun.
L's breath caught and he turned away; there was just no reasoning with B, was there..? Perhaps he was just too far gone into the depths of madness for anything to work; in that case, L had to separate himself from this torture. He closed his eyes and ignored the tongue and the looming thoughts of entry. He didn't want to see it, or think about it; maybe he could think about cake, or the Kira case, or maybe he could do some math equations...
Beyond slid off his pants while still licking the wounds on L's chest; he pulled the chains that were kept underneath the bed out and placed them at the foot of the bed. With a smirk, he looked up at L, "You know, you're special Lawli-pop! I don't do this with anyone else. Hmm... maybe we should use the other room." He tapped his chin and then grinned devilishly, "No. Here's good." Beyond reached in between L's legs and pushed them apart slowly.
Two times two would be four, and four times four would be sixteen, sixteen times sixteen would be two hundred and fifty six... ... and how would he catch Kira? By bringing him closer so he could watch and study his every move; going to university had been one way, but it wasn't enough anymore. He'd just have to--
L's eyes snapped open as his legs were moved; his heart began to pound furiously in his chest and he tried to fight and kick to close his legs again. Pleading was on the tip of his tongue but he halted it and squeezed his eyes shut again. Cake... cake..! He could use some shortcake right now... with strawberry sauce drizzled on top and some whipped cream; a nice cup of tea would be nice to have with that. And lots of sugar. Ten cubes, maybe more... and a few cookies; he felt like having oatmeal with raisins and chocolate...
Beyond shackled L's legs to the bed posts making the detective spread eagle. He looked at the area between him in mild appreciation then crawled over L. He rubbed himself against the raven before kneeling between L's legs, "Have you ever had sex, Lawli-pop? With a man?" Beyond pulled L's face to his, "I'm not going to mince this. It's going to hurt a lot." Beyond then dropped L's face and positioned himself, "You brought this on yourself, Lawli!" With a cackle he thrust into L harshly.
L gasped sharply and fought to close his legs, he tossed his head back against the bed and cried out as he squirmed beneath Beyond's body; it was pointless, however, the binding held him perfectly in place and the struggling was only tiring him out. He had to relax, ignore this pain, and just... just... just try and get though it in tact.
Beyond grunted at the tightness of L's passage before beginning to thrust hard and fast. He enjoyed the feel of the squirming L and even his relaxing; it was his face that angered B. Beyond pulled on L's hair roughly, "Enjoy it damn it! Why the hell won't you enjoy it and realize you're mine?! Do it!" With that he intensified his thrusts.
L twisted his head into the harsh tugging of his hair, but it didn't help any. It still hurt, but it was the pain he'd rather focus on. With his head stretched back against the bed L cried out again with the increased movement, "H-How can I enjoy it!?" he spat, though it hardly sound threatening when his voice stuttered and was warped by pain, "Get out! You're... only ripping me apart!"
Beyond kept it up thrusting in at different angles, unable to hear anything but the creaking bed. He had to do this. He had to show L the truth. He had to prove he was better. He had to prove L was his. So he drowned out all noise but the creaking of the bed. He was mildly aware of L's yelling and tensing body but again, he ignored it. He had to do this now.
L cried out again, this time it was from a mixture of feelings and sensations: pain was foremost, and then despair, and helplessness; but they weren't the worst. For a brief second, above all the horrible torture, he felt a spike of pleasure shivering up his spine until he arched and pressed his chest against the restraints. He trembled for a second in anticipation but the feeling didn't return; Beyond was moving around too much and it seemed to leave him in even more pain than before. All-in-all, L hated himself most of all for wanting that pleasure, even for a moment.
Beyond felt L arch. He knew he did. At a certain point when he had been wildly thrusting, he had hit the prostate. And then L had arched into him; pressed his body closer to feel it. He knew this had happened, so he tried to remember the position he had been in. It would make L more obedient if he was being pleased and not tortured. Pushing his hips down and thrusting up, he hit something spongy. He was pretty sure that was the prostate so he angled to hit it again.
L cried out again, the involuntary curve of his body into Beyond's thrust took place and his legs jolted against the chains in an attempt to draw those hips closer; his open lips moved wordlessly unsure if they wanted to beg for more or plead for the end. Finally his trembling mouth formed the only word he thought might help at all, "B-Beyond!"
Beyond watched the trembling lips form his name verbally and his breathing hitched. He thrust in a slower yet still rhythmic pattern. He wanted to hear that voice say his name again. He wanted to see those lips mouth words he could not say. His breath started coming out in short huffs as he exerted himself into the extreme closeness that he was trying to match. He felt the chains and bonds being jerked at so that L could pull B closer. As he buried himself inside of L, he tried to whisper kind words into the detective's pale ear. Slowly, he licked along the raven's throat while rubbing L's sides in a comforting manner.
L bit his lip to halt any further words, he knew they weren't helping at all; every thrust was now aimed at that same spot over and over and Beyond was touching him... trying to coax him into just giving in and enjoying it. But he wouldn't! He wouldn't! He'd do something!
L squeezed his eyes shut and grit his teeth; he forced himself to think as hard as he could in both an effort to ignore what was happening and find a way to change the situation for the better. There had to be something, anything..! He heaved in a deep breath and snapped out the first thing he could think of that had even a remote chance of working, "I h-hate you, Beyond." he growled out around a gasp of air.
Beyond froze and squeezed his eyes shut, "I know. I know you do, Lawli-pop." He continued, determined to finish as he never stopped what he started. His movements continued to attempt to coax L into relaxing as tears streamed from his eyes. He hated his emotions at times, and now happened to be one of them. He buried his face in the bed sheets beside L's head to hide them. He refused to believe he was crying. There was no way for that to be happening. And yet it was. And he only cried for this man. His raven was the only one who could make him break down; the only one who could make him submit, the only person who made him feel inferior. He wanted his adoration; but more importantly, he wanted to stay with him no matter the situation. It was a horrible way to be, he decided. How he could torture his original even though he needed him.
L didn't need to see B's face to know he was crying, but he just couldn't bring himself to care; Beyond wasn't stopping his assault... in fact, it seemed that he was only drawing out more pleasure. With their bodies pressed just a little closer together L could feel the shirt that the other man was still wearing rubbing against him; he shuddered at the new sensation and let out a barely contained moan.
"Stop..." he managed to get out another word, but it sounded more like a plea for more than anything else; his breath was starting to come in faster and shakier and he couldn't help his body's reaction to press back against each thrust. He knew it wouldn't be long before he couldn't hold back anymore.
Beyond wasn't going to cum. He had been aroused earlier, but the more L begged him the more it left. Now it was for L's completion. He knew that even though the detective wouldn't admit it, he was going to cum. His chest started to shake with the force of his sobs but he still continued, "......please......" He didn't know he had whispered it or who to, but he prayed if L thought it was to him that he was apologizing even though he had no clue why he had said it. He considered stroking L's member but thought that, if he did, L would hate him more than he did: as much as B hated that Light Yagami. So much so that he would plan the murder of him; he tried to be kind with everything he did, worrying about if he would last as long as he hoped for L to.
L took in a huge gasp of air and almost missed the whispered word; he didn't know what B meant by it, and he was much too distracted to be able to figure it out at the moment. He pushed it to the back of his mind to deal with later, as it seemed Beyond didn't expect a response from him; he went back to trying to deal with the matter at hand, which wasn't any more pleasant. By now, each thrust from Beyond was bringing out a confused plea from his lips; he knew what he was trying to say, but each one only came out as a garbled moan that he just couldn't contain.
He wanted more... he wanted less... he wanted to be free so he could cling to Beyond... but he wanted to pull away and hide in a place where no one could find him. He wanted... he... wanted...
With a sharp cry all of L's thoughts temporarily vanished; he pressed against the stimulation while arching against his copy and the restraints that held him down. He moaned and twisted as he soaked Beyond's shirt in sticky fluid before finally dropping back to rest on the hospital bed. He squeezed his eyes shut immediately as his thoughts came rushing back to him and he turned his head away to hide as much as possible; he was ashamed and disgusted with himself... and worst of all: he was the one who'd enjoyed it...
Beyond felt the substance as it coated their mid-sections and adhered to his shirt. He pulled himself out of L slowly; not wanting to rip himself out for two reasons: one being that he would tear more at L if he did and the other because he enjoyed the feel of L's hole around his cock. He closed his eyes, grit his teeth and took off his shirt quickly; with a shuddering breath, he lay beside L in silence: waiting for the judgment he knew would come to pass.
 
 
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