l lawliet otp while eating you out // drabble
cw; porn w/o true plot, f!reader, deathnote au, f!receiving oral sex, enemy-ish archetype (L attempting to prove his superiority over you), finger sucking. mdni.
wc; 714
hysteria within his primal urge, he drags his torturously stone-cold fingers down your abdomen. you shiver. an utter abyss is all you find when you gather the seemingly impossible strength to look into the man’s eyes. you feel your panties being pulled down. from there, a warm and wet sensation coating your folds. you throw your head back on a satin pillow in response. with an inherent drive, L grips either sides of your thighs.
he’s practically swimming in you. delving himself in you, completely confined, yet only eager to please. to prove himself, even, that he deserves a place between your legs. L nips at your clit whilst you try your utmost best not to react. you’re young and arrogant, he knows this already. it distracts him. hearing your reactions were all part of the plan; the one where he demonstrates his ability for you.
precisely, he lifts his head, stopping. you scoff in contempt. downright betrayal.
“in order to establish my precedence, i need to hear you when i do this,” he mumbled, nearly a whisper. he brought a finger to your soaked hole, massaging it softly before probing you. consequently, you grunt through gritted teeth. nothing goes unnoticed by him. almost annoyedly, he rams 3 fingers inside of you, vigorously driving them in and out at a metronome-like rhythm. you nearly cry. L smiles, satisfied.
without warning, a ringtone interrupts the moment. you look over, but L doesn’t stop. instead, he reaches for it, missing once before grabbing it. he shifts so that he’s holding it with only his thumb and pointer on his left hand, fingering you with his right. he checks the phone screen and squints his eyes softly.
“ignore what i had said earlier…” he says, visibly irritated. “…please be as quiet as possible.”
you blink. L presses a button with a small ‘beep’. he lifts the flip phone to his ear. “i’m extremely occupied, Matsuda. what is it?” his voice alone causes you to whimper faintly, but it still draws his attention back to you. he looks down at you with an animalistic gaze. almost like a warning, he removes his fingers from inside you and, after licking them clean, he shoves them in your mouth. you feel disoriented for a moment, but just a moment, before you begin to suck on them. he watches you as he pulls a finger out with a ‘pop’. Matsuda’s voice can be heard spiraling on the other line.
“can you repeat that, slower this time?” L says slowly, eyes never leaving your trance as you lick his slender fingers up and down. Matsuda’s voice is heard again, muffled for you. you take one of his fingers fully down your throat, looking up at him. he drags his finger out from your puffy lips and pinches your chin. he stays there for a moment.
“were you able to retrieve surveillance footage at that specific station on the 12th of January?” L asks inquisitively, transferring himself back down between your legs. Matsuda answers yet again. this time, a longer response. you buck your hips, growing impatient.
“i see,” L mutters, taking note of your pestering and eventually kitten-licking your clit. your entire body tightens as you feel the lingual sensation. after a minute or two, he fully indulges himself in you, lapping his tongue from your throbbing hole all the way up to the top of your slit. you arch your back into him.
“send me IDs of all the agents involved, as well as addresses and workplaces. once you do that--mmgf--have Watari contact NPA. it’s a bold move, but the task force back at headquarters needs to be able to view the tape, too.” he holds one thigh in place with his unused hand. you squirm but his unusual strength keeps you from abruptly moving.
“eating something? no,” he says in response to Matsuda. "just very busy. i'll call back." he moves the phone from his ear and presses another button before throwing it somewhere across the bed. he looks up into your eyes and suddenly places his hands on both sides of you, not far off from completely pinning you down. now he's focused.
not 30 seconds later and the man has you cumming all over his mouth. L smiles to himself triumphantly. he licks his lips, relishing in your finish.
“just ask next time; don't make me prove it to you.”
luvqties ®
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