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It was October and the Halloween season was steadily approaching.. Light’s case wouldn’t be seen till the beginning of December. The time was going by so slowly that the model began to count the days.
L’s theory was proven correct, and after holding her breath for 13 days, the Great Ryuzaki was still alive. Which dug her boyfriend into an even deeper hole. She couldn’t help but feel disappointed in herself for believing in the brunette. Was he really manipulating her? Why did he string her along then? She had so many questions she wanted to ask him.
On the morning after the13th day, Misa hugged the detective hard, she couldn’t help the child in herself that was happy he was safe.
“Misa, why are you hugging me?”
“Misa can’t be happy that Ryuzaki is okay?” He patted her hair in response and he cursed anyone that would tell him he lingered. The only people she knew who were dead was her own parents.
Her therapist had told her to focus on enjoying her holiday and letting the detectives do their job.
So she did just that, Ryuzaki already had enough candy for the both of them to share so she didn’t need to worry about that. She set her room up with decorations and bats hung off her ceilings. Fake spiders and webs orange, purple and black balloons. Orange and violet fairy lights lining the walls. She would have the perfect movie nights with her brand new flat screen.
Everything had been given by him. It made her feel branded in a way.
Misa asked Watari to supply her with pumpkins to carve. This was a tradition she had kept up with her sister, before she had been arrested. They would carve pumpkins, dress up and watch Halloween movies all day like they did every year. It was something they had done with their parents.
Finally something to look forward to in her dreary cycle.
The day of Halloween Misa donned her costume, a skirt crop-top combo cop outfit, fully equipped with a gadget belt, hat, badge and cuffs. She felt certain in her plan of forcing L to dress up again. But he had other plans in mind.
“Boo.” He was wearing a scary demon face and his usual clothes. She pouted but allowed his choice. The door of the headquarters opened and Watari strolled through. He wheeled in a strawberry shortcake, decorated with frosting and freshly washed strawberries.
“Why didn’t you get a Halloween cake! It is the season.”
“It's a birthday cake.” He mused.
“What!” Why didn’t you tell me it was your birthday! That’s so cool I wished my birthday was on Halloween!” He’s a Scorpio! Hehe.
“Let's not make this a big deal, Misa.” It wasn’t his fault that he’d have to celebrate his birthday during the biggest case of his career. But he did feel slight with his admission to Misa.
“Why not we should celebrate!”
“Okay.” He scooped up a piece of cake with his spoon. “Only if you promise never to tell anyone my birthday.” She really didn’t have anyone to tell anyways, under surveillance.
“Misa promises!”
What she didn’t know was that he was wondering what he should do with her. What would a suitable punishment be for someone like Misa? She didn’t remember anything but she had still taken lives, if it was up to Interpool they would have taken both her and Light into custody. They would get the death penalty. But Misa mattered to the shinigami so death or imprisonment wasn’t an option.
He would most likely have to buy a wing for her in a nice building, were she’d be watched 24 hours and would be monitored by himself and her therapist.
It was supposed to be her day but it could be a Ryuzaki day too.. She made it as comfy as possible in her room, then used the home phone to call Watari to enlist him on her plans. She walked back into the headquarters room hands on her hips.
“Misa is ready!”
“Okay.” She led him by his hands to her room and showed him the spot she made for him on her bed.
Her hands are noticeably small against his wrists.
L realized immediately how affectionate Misa was being, she had been touching him whenever she could since he’s gotten through the door. If before was bad this was ridiculous. She rubbed the swell of her breasts on his arm, he could feel her nipples hard from the cold peeking out of her black tank top to brush his skin. her soft fine hair falling into his cold shirt. He knows in his mind that she planned this.
That this was all a manipulation to get him were she wanted him to be.
He likes the attention, the gifts, the sweets, she was buttering him up better than the witch in Hansel and Gretel. He ate it up.
As Misa turned the tv on she looked towards him,“would it be alright if we played a drinking game?” She asked sweetly, raising a suspicion brow. She was 19, not the legal age to be able to drink in Japan which was 20, L noted. Yet it was more normal in Japan to test the age limit when it was one's home country.
The movie began to play showing a big wide ocean, Misa’s eyes began to sparkle as she focused.
“What are the rules?” He coughed grabbing a handful of starbursts.
“Drink every time Nemo says Nemo.”
“Easy enough.” The movie Nemo said Nemo a lot, which was most likely on purpose to get him drunk. Fortunately they had Watari bartending for them and Misa ordered daiquiris for them both. It wasn’t half bad even though L could deal for way more sugar.
“Have you watched this movie Ryuzaki? I know your more Americanized than me.” Misa rubbed his cheek with his arm playing with his fingers, he let her.
“I’ve had many film experiences growing up but I’ve missed some of the newer ones.” He admits, trying to focus on the movie and not how hot his face felt.
“What’s your favorite kids movie then?” she yawned, setting down her drink,“mines is Mulan.”
He thought for a moment there was only one movie he really remembered watching at Wammy’s,“All Dogs go to Heaven, that's a good one.”
“That sounds sad, let's watch it after this!” L didn’t feel drunk, he just felt good. Light.. hehe he hasn’t been this stress free in months. The weight of his case an everlasting burden weighing down his shoulders. In moments like this he liked Misa more, liked the positivity and happiness that she brought to his life.
Getting slight tipsy with a client was okay but getting drunk with a suspect was not gonna happen. She cuddled him as they watched the movie. She was more than comfortable invading his space and carving out chunk for herself.
He’s getting way too comfortable with her allowing too much, it's okay as long as it didn’t go too far.
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Misa was a messy drunk, loud and brave. She was more open like this. When Nemo finished they searched and bought the movie he had mentioned.
The call comes from out of nowhere. L half blames himself for giving Soichiro Yagami his number.
“This is a collect call from : Light Yagami•••••“
L doesn't know if he should answer, but he regrets not hanging up sooner when Misa knocks him off the bed, fighting for his phone. They end up on the floor her on top of his torso as she bear hugs the long arm he's stretching away from her. If he really wanted to he was strong enough to knock her away but that wasn’t him, he didn’t want to hurt her. She grabs the phone as she holds him down finally with her knees. Her naked legs trapping his arms and suddenly everything is way too much.
He was trapped underneath her skirt, his face, face to face with her ass and pussy. He inhaled a hot breath and groaned. Her pussy was hidden underneath soft white cotton panties but he could feel it on his mouth and he could smell a distinct smell sweetly invading his body. He's embarrassed but humiliating turned on. She smelled different here, less artificial perfume, her smooth skin felt nice against his arms and face.
She smelled like a woman. She was bringing something out of him, a monster that wanted to touch her and not care about the consequences.
His dick twitched in his raw unwashed jeans.
“Oh Light, I've missed you so much!”
She twirled a hair around her finger as she wiggled her hips unconsciously rubbing her dampness in circles around his mouth. She was evil, shameless with her teasing. In an instant she had turned from the smart woman that he knew, to an obsessive slave as soon as she heard Kira’s voice and the detective hated her for it.
She knew Ryuzaki was below her it was an accidentally really. But he deserved it! She giggle to herself as moved around some more. This should show a pervert like him!
In this moment L hated her, hated her for being able to pin him, to lay him immobile and willing to take whatever she gave him. He would always be second to Kira. His hatred for Light boiled like plasma and hoped he rot in his cage, reveling in true justice. He wouldn’t let them win this game, not this time.
“Ruzyaki what are you doing?” She couldn't see him from this angle, his face obscured underneath her skirt. It only took a little adjustment till her panties had moved out the way and L sucked in his long awaited treat gratefully. His tongue lapping at her clit like a starving man finally meeting an oasis.
He felt like a doctor trying to remember what he studied in school about female anatomy. What he read in magazines about what females liked and didn’t. He licked and swirled at the nub he could feel massaging his mouth and the blonde jumped like a cat.
He heard Light mumble on the phone, he shouldn’t expect anything as long as Misa wasn't too obvious.
“Nothing Ryuzaki is just being silly. Why don’t you want to talk to Misa? You always pick Ryuzaki over her!” She lied easily, L wanted to slap her for being such a good liar. Slap her right on the perky ass that was currently riding his face and at the same time wanted to reward her for doing such a good job, maybe just maybe, he wouldn’t get caught.
Misa was an honest girl. If he had her on his side maybe he would win.
“Ryuzaki says he doesn't wanna talk to you.”
“I can’t make him.” She mumbled looking down and squeezing her eyes shut, as she moved her hips chasing the delicious sensation that was consuming her core. She gripped the edges of the genius jeans..
“Tell me how’s prison?” The few minutes of sitting in the phone was torture, L’s tongue savored and traced her most private place with his mouth of all things! Light had never done that to her; he had never wanted to do anything but a basic press of his lips on her own. She bit her lip holding the phone away as she tried to hide the pleased hum that was threatening to spill out.
“60 seconds remaining.“ The operator speaks.
“Ryuzaki says I have to get off the phone now but call whenever you want!”
The moment she hangs up she falls face forward into the ebony’s lap, her cheek rubbing up against his already hard dick through his jeans. A mutual groan emitting from them both.
“Ryuzaki! Why did you stop?” she turned her head watching him evilly, as rolled her hips trying to mimic the pleasure that was controlling her.
“I couldn’t breathe.” He can see her face but he’s face to face with her pretty pink hairless cunt wet and pulsing with need which seems way more important right now. Her lips were tight compact together, his finger glided along her slippery cunt. She moaned as he explored absentmindedly. His mind suddenly obsessed on learning more as his finger caught on her entrance begging for him to slip in.
“Why should I continue?”
Misa thought for a second what would the genius want to hear, she didn’t expect him to be so forward or be that blunt to be able to talk dirty.
“Because Misa’s been doing a good jobb- she’s changedd..uh.” He pulled back the skin of her numb revealing the bright print bean of her clit and he licked a long stripe over it, using his thump to wipe swirls with the new found water source. as his tongue broke through her entrance.
“Fuck yes. Yes.“
“Does it really feel that good Misa?” Her hips were gyrating against his face shamelessly, her fingers to the tips of her ears were flushed. His voice makes her face red, he sounds good like that, she noted. Soft but confident and pleased in his smooth clinical tone.
She wanted to slap him for being so cocky, but he was doing suck a good job that she was back to pushing her pussy in his face till it was swallowed by the detective again, till he was sucking her clit and tongue was fucking her. Thumb still on her secure on her center.
“Yes.. fuck, fuck I’m bout to I’m boutta!” The water that washed out from her body was a surprise, but it just made L even harder go harder. Misa moaned again she was gripping his hair from behind her and suddenly the overstimulation was to much and she yelped as she forcefully pushed him away.
They untangle themselves from one another and she began to strip. Throwing her tank top on the floor and exposing her breasts.
“What are you doing Misa?” He shut his eyes looking away.
“Aren’t you gonna finish?” She looks at him like he’s stupid.
The answer was simple, it was supposed to be simple. They couldn't just open Pandora’s box and then just wallow in sin.
“Misa I can’t. You know I can’t.”
“You can! You did it already! Why L?” The tears were instant and free flowing,“why did you touch me! If you weren't even gonna be with me, you're just like every other guy!”
She was right it was his fault, even if she had done something last time. Even if she sexualized herself and put her ass in his face, he wasn’t supposed to accept. He shouldn't have touched her. She could use this against him now if she wanted, she had something on him. He couldn’t leave her like this, he was already too far in.
She would have to be a part of the investigation after all. L felt a certain calm to this, it was an eventual consequence playing with fire. Now he would be chained to a woman he had to keep alive and happy. He reminded himself he had Watari, Rem, Interpol and Misa on his side, all the main players. He was confident in his chances, if only he could crack the code and get her to listen.
“Misa stop crying.” He wiped away her tears, looking at her seriously.
“If we do this Misa you are mines, you're not gonna belong to Light anymore. In any way shape or form. You won’t speak his name ever again. You have to listen and do whatever I say and you can’t tell anybody or I’ll make sure Interpol handles your case instead of me.” It’s a threat even though he doesn't want it to be, he couldn’t jeopardize everything he’s worked for, even for her.
“I promise, Ryuzaki! I don’t care about Light anymore, I only care about you!” Her response is right out of bad telenovela, he hates how he knows he’s manipulating her.
“Are you sure Misa? There’s no going back.”
”Yes I’m sure.. does this mean we’re boyfriend and girlfriend now?” Her eyes are starry like when she watched the beginning of the movie. He noticed now this was look of hopefulness and he heard his heart beat in his ears when he spoke that word.
“Yes.” She squealed, kissing his face and cheeks. Just because she could and she tried to ignore the way he pulled his face away.
“Yay let’s finish now?” She crawled back on her bed.
“Don’t you think it’s too soon?” He scratched the back of his head, not to mention he’d really be committing a crime then.
“No I’m ready!” The best way to keep a man sucked in was sex, Misa had learned a long time ago. The girls in school dolled themself up to parade themselves for boys' enjoyment every morning for a reason.
“L how old were you when you lost your virginity?”
“Misa, that's an inappropriate question. You shouldn’t be asking me that.” His ears burned with the truth.
”I’m sorry Ryuzaki, I was just curious, I've never done that before. I’ve done touching stuff and I couldn’t imagine Ryuzaki doing.. that. So I was just wondering!”
“Misa, I have something to admit to you.”
“Yes?”
“I lied before I am a virgin.” He said simply.
“It’s okay, I am too.” She whispers back onto his lips.”
“You don’t seem surprised?”
She shrugged,“I like it better this way, it makes me feel like we’re equals.”
“Misa you’re way too beautiful for me, you don’t deserve someone like me.
“Ryuzaki have you touched a girl before?”
She grabbed his hand aligning it with hers, his gulfed her’s in comparison.
“Misa I shouldn't.”
“I want you to touch me.”
It feels like a jolt of power but she’s angry and he doesn't stop her when he brings the fingers that were just inside her back to wetness.
”Nobody has touched me here. You're the first, you told that away from me.
He sucks in a breath,”I’m sorry. I should’ve asked.” He doesn’t wanna sound stupid, he feels dumb he didn’t know how to begin or what to do or if he should even do it.
“I shouldn’t have put my ass in your face. I knew you were a pervert.”
“Misa. I can’t I don’t know how.”
“We’ll teach each other.”
It feels way too intimate, the passion plainly apparent in her starry brown eyes meeting his dark gaze.
She dragged his hand to her breasts. His hands wear gigantic against her small chest squeezing and pinching her nipples. Her skin is lighter here and her areolas were a dastardly shade of light pink. He was mesmerized by the fact that she was letting him get away with this. Getting away with fondling the chest of nineteen year old, the first pair of breasts he’s ever touched.
It gets him hard in his jeans like never before, there so much going on in his mind he’s combusting. She mewled at his touch, staying still as she allowed his exploration.
“Touch me please, please, please, please.”
His free hand grips her throat as he sighs again,“I need to gag you.” He doesn't mean to come off sexual, it’s because she’s so loud and he’s worried about Watari. But the heat that dances in her eyes says otherwise, says she likes the rough treatment. That whatever they did no matter what it would be a long night.
His fingers finally inched down meeting cotton pantys drenched in juices. She helped him finish taking off her panties spreading her legs wider, she didn’t care about taking off her skirt, fuck that.
“Don’t you dare stop.” She unbuttoned the fly of his pants, begging him to lift his hips so she could pull it out and he obliged. His cock was free, finally bobbing to the side, Misa licked her fingers, rubbing and inching closer to him till they were face to face on their side, his tip rubbing circles into her clit.
“Fuck you’re perfect.” He felt precum dripping along her folds making the glide even more pleasurable. He keeps moving, dragging up and down from her clit her folds. She wanted this, she wanted to be manipulated by him, to be touched by someone as undeserving as he.
Her whimpers and moans were heaven sent to his ears, making his dick harder, he hissed as Misa began to suck bruises into his neck. Something hooked inside, and suddenly she let out a shattered squeak her leg went over his as his thick tip breached her body.
He was dead, he wasn't alive because being alive never felt this good. To the tips of fingertips to his toes he felt revitalized, awakened. She was slobbering mess tightly wound around his tip, he had stalled but Misa was rocking into him like ravenous beast and rutted back in response she was tight impossible tight and the squelch that vibrated on his walls as he bottom out sent his eyes in the back of his head.
He let out a breath, finally flipping his position till he was on top of her dainty legs on his broad shoulders. He’s hunched over face to face as he sinks in again. Watching the light dancing in her eyes as he punches out squeaks and groans. L was in rapture, the tight drag on his dick feeling more and more exquisite as he dared to push further.
“Fuck!Why are you so good at this.”
“What feels good Misa?” He sounds like he really isn't sure of what he's doing and it spurs her on even more. making her want to move back towards him, her muscles clenching on him tighter as he made his glide through.
“You know.”
“I know what?“ She hoped L knew what sarcasm was or she would die.
“Don’t make me say it.”
She turned her head as she said it looking him right in his haunting dark eyes.
“Your dick it’s making me feel good inside.”
His heart was pounding, he kept his eyes wide open taking in the bouncing of her breasts and the rapid slap of his sharp v line hitting her fleshy skin. as he slowed then picked up space his front was sticking to his face.
“Right there yes yes.yes.”
“I’m gonna come soon Misa.” He kept his hips moving but she had no response, her legs only spread farther till her feet were beside her own head. He was drilling her with deep thrusts carving into her body.
“Misa im gonna come.” She didn’t say anything, only her pussy clenched around him.
“Don’t tell me you want me to come in you.”
Her face burned as she whispered “shut the fuck up.” But she didn’t argue.
“Fuck fuck fuck fuck.” He sped up as he was smashing curving his spine to feel skin close trying to hit the spot Misa was desperately begging for straight on. He rode out the wave, stopping after and bending down to see Misa pussy bubbling spitting L’s cum out. The sight made his eyes darken, but he laid back down not caring as she through her legs over him.
“You're definitely taking a plan B and going on some form of birth control.”
She laughed snuggling up to his arm, causing his chest to swell. in an instant the blonde terror had fallen asleep. His dick was submerged in fluids and so was the bottom of his stomach. He couldn’t move or he‘d wake Misa up again. He was stuck! He looked like how he felt, like a fly caught in a spiders web. Tangling himself in feelings and space. There wasn't many times L couldn't turn the noise of his brain off, and this moment was one of them. So he greeted sleep gratefully avoiding the consequences till the morning. He could always deal with the consequences later..