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“I think we should call Ryuzaki.” Light whispers against Misa’s lips as she sits on his lap. She is wearing the lingerie he bought for her for her last birthday, a black lacy set that compliments the soft curve of her hips and her perky breasts. If he had been honest, it was a small attempt at an effort to spice things up, to get him aroused when she would beg that they have sex and he found himself struggling to reciprocate. Misa was attractive, he knew this, but when his mind was dominated by thoughts of the Kira case, getting it up was a struggle at the best of times.
It was during the period of time in which he was handcuffed to L that provided some respite. He had found relief from his predicament in L’s presence, anticipating that the circumstances afforded a perfect excuse to dissuade Misa from begging for sex so insistently. However, when Misa asked L if she and Light could still be intimate in spite of the handcuffs, L surprisingly consented to this, providing a series of precautions would be taken to ensure an element of privacy between the two. Regardless, the night somehow ended with all three of them in the same bed.
Now, they had come to an informal arrangement that L could join them, if they explicitly invited him to do so. Light and Misa’s sex life had been far more fulfilling since the initial threesome, but they both knew it was always more fun when L was involved. Misa smiled and kissed Light on the lips before leaning over to the landline on their bedside table. Before she had a chance to press the number that connected her to L, the phone rang.
“You weren’t watching us again, were you Ryuzaki?”
“My job tends to require rather extensive surveillance work, I’m afraid.”
“Well, how about you come to our room and survey us in person? Or better yet, you join us?” Misa flirted. Light had found it difficult at first to hear her speak like this to L, but there was something undeniably sexy in the confident manner with which she spoke. Light just really hoped his father, or the rest of the Task Force, weren't sitting downstairs with L.
“I am on my way.” L simply replied before cutting the line.
Misa giggled as she jumped back on the bed, grabbing Light’s wrist. He repositioned himself so that he could lean down and kiss her as she pulled off his tie, unbuttoning his shirt, and loosening his belt. In turn, he undid the latch on her bra strap, moving his hand beneath the underwire to press his fingers into her breast. She moaned his name softly, and Light could feel his dick hardening.
“Hope I am not interrupting anything here.” The two disengaged immediately to look up to the door where L was standing, stooped over with his hands awkwardly stuffed into the front pockets of his jeans.
“How nice of you to join us, Ryuzaki.” Light replied, pushing himself off the bed and kicking off his trousers, “I trust you turned the monitors off before you came upstairs.”
“Yes Light, of course I did.” L looked to Misa, “How do you feel about a little treat tonight?”
Misa sat up, “It is always a treat when you’re here.”
L averted his eyes, a small smile crawling onto his face as he pulled down his own trousers, “Well, I propose I eat you out while you sit on the bed there and then –” L looked up at Light, “– you can take me from the back.”
Light nodded curtly, as Misa grinned. L had a way of pleasuring her that Light had never quite managed to achieve, and she knew in his hands, they would have a good time tonight. L approached her, hooking a long finger around her panties which he artfully flicked away. Once he got down on his hands and knees, her soft pink cunt sat invitingly close to his face. He guided her legs over his hunched shoulders, positioning his hands so that they groped the soft mass of thighs on either side of his face.
Meanwhile, Light squirted a rather generous amount of lube onto his hand, slathering it across his erection. He had been surprised initially at just how willing L was to submit to him, anticipating some amount of bickering between the two for the more dominant position. Yet L had never seemed remotely interested in playing that game in bed. Instead, he gave himself up to Light quite easily, and as L began pressing his lips against his girlfriend’s pussy, Light positioned himself on his knees behind L and pushed himself in.
None of them expected any sense of choreography when it came to these nights, but they had moulded to one another well enough that their moans, muffled or clear, all occurred alongside one another in some kind of chorus. Misa threw her head back as she clenched the sheets between her fists, responding to L stroking her clitoris with his tongue with a rhythmic force. His fingers tightened against her thighs in response to Light’s hips thrusting into his ass, gaining speed as he leaned into the tension. Light reached out one arm towards Misa who in turn grabbed his hand as they looked across L towards one another, already flushed with pleasure. They both knew whatever they were capable of doing in bed could never amount to this level of gratification, whether they would admit that to themselves or not.
L could hardly focus with Light’s dick pressed so deep within himself, as his tongue slid up and down Misa’s clitoris the way he knew she liked it. He could hear them both above him, and he knew he was truly in the best position of the three. His own cock sat hard, but he would have to attend to that on his own terms, unless either of the other two were feeling particularly generous.
“Fuck, Ryuzaki…” Light moaned, while staring at Misa. She smirked at him, gripping his hand harder before letting out her own cry of pleasure, hardly caring too much about how loud she was being. L had said that the walls were built to be soundproof, after all.
“I’m so close!”
“Me too.”
L began flicking his tongue against Misa as hard as he could with Light ramming into him relentlessly, dizzy with the speed at which he was both giving and receiving until suddenly he felt both Light cum inside him and Misa squirt across his face almost simultaneously. They both fell away from him, wildly catching their breaths as they bathed in the glow of a successful orgasm.
Light tentatively got to his feet, stumbling over to sit on the bed next to Misa. She ran her nails through his hair, damp with sweat and kissed him on the cheek before leaning over to look at L, still on the floor. The detective met her gaze, a wide smile across his face.
“Round two?”