Delicious Little Scandals [Fics, NC-17]

Several drabbles I wrote in honour of Raito's birthday. ;)

Author: kimiessu
Pairing: L/Raito or Raito/L (up to interpretation)
Rating: R to NC-17
Genre: PURE CRACK.
Warning: Hints of groping, and... well, a blowjob.

i. Denial - Not Just A River In Egypt

"L!" Raito gasped in shock, horrified (oh, well, he was trying to convince himself that he was horrified) and flushing profusely as L's left hand continued its journey south, whispering lightly over his heated skin.

"What," L murmured quietly, an innocent smile on his face, "is the matter?" A teasing touch, a silent brush of fingers against his groin, and Raito bit his lip in an attempt to stop himself from moaning out loud.

"My fa- my father is sitting behind us," Raito squeaked out the last three words as L groped, and he fought the inane urge to thrash around -like a cat in heat- in his chair, to throw his head back and let L just ravish him and -- ohwhatthefuckwashethinkingohGod --

L smirked.

ii. Strip Tease

L felt whatever little that remained of his self-worth and self-restraint dissolve into thin air as he felt his cock twitch infuriatingly in a wholly subconscious reaction to the smirking, half-naked Kira suspect (99.99%!) standing in front of him with half his shirt buttons... well, unbuttoned, and, damn, the detective cursed, how did Raito manage to look so good even with his abnormally perfect hair rendered unkempt (right-out-of-bed-style, the sly bastard; he knew L had a thing for him and his amazing hair), and--

No, L decided, strengthening his resolve. He insulted the yaoi pairing I shipped in that new anime that's airing on channel 4-- I'm not going to let him get away with sex that easily. No. Noo. N- Oh. Oh, yesss, Raito, come on, unfasten that- wait...

"Raito-kun, are you performing a strip tease?"

iii. Oh, To Put Talent To Good Use

"Ryuuzaki," Raito managed quietly, his voice strained.

The greatest detective in the world, L, looked up at Raito with all the wide-eyed innocence of one who wouldn't actually happen to be tonguing someone's cock under the table whilst said someone was sitting serenely at a table trying to drink a decent cup of coffee. L, however, was tonguing Raito's cock under the table at Raito's favourite cafe whilst the younger male was trying, and failing, to maintain a straight face and enjoy his coffee at the same time.

"Yes--" A lick along the side, a soft kiss at the head, and Raito shuddered. "--Raito-kun?" L inquired coyly.

"Matsuda's here," he hissed, a hint of desperation very much apparent in his voice, and he wondered why he was feeling so fucking amazing and why he didn't feel at all disappointed when L didn't stop doing what he was doing, oh, him and his talented mouth and words and brain and his hands and damn L had nice long fingers and a... oh. That was a very talented thumb he had there, Raito realised in a haze of lust, and then he stopped thinking.

iv. Of Strawberry Suits and Seduction

"On second thought, Raito-kun," L murmured deviously, "Maybe you should just continue wearing that suit--"

Raito blinked, and sputtered in disbelief. "L- you can't possibly--" His words were cut off abruptly, however, when a bony hand started trailing up his thighs lightly, upupupup and Raito felt like he was on fire and L had such long fingers and it was such an amazing sensation and then L groped, and--

Oh, Raito couldn't help but moan.

"Mmn. Oh, gods, L! L--" Raito winced inwardly; he knew he sounded desperate, but, fuck, L was good at this. And he'd just dragged the zipper of the suit located near Raito's hips up by a sinful few inches, just enough to, to enable L to snake his hand in and caress and grab and thumb Raito's cock thereby causing unexplainable and explosive sensations in Raito's brain and he couldn't think couldn't speak couldn't yell and he could only whimper, groan, let out a single strangled cry of need-

And then L planted his lips to Raito's slightly exposed neck and began to bite and bite and suckle and nibble, lightly, but it was painful, painful enough to bruise and mark and -the fuck!? - and mark Raito as his, his, L's but Raito didn't mind, not at all, and this was the first time a man was giving him a rough, brutal hickey and he liked it, liked it so much he could scream from the sheer pleasure of it all.

(My slight not-take on the brilliant Raito in a strawberry suit seducing L idea thought up by the amazing daya-chan and improvised on by the EXTREMELY AWESOME Jenna. Rawr.)