Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note or any of it's characters, (only one of mine that I added in here) and I do not receive profit from writing.

It was so hot, but so cold... He had odd sensations going through his body, making his body throb. He arched his back, settling them below his chest, not really knowing what to do with him. He knew he shouldn't have been out today. Especially without Watari. This was why he never trusted anyone.

He opened his eyes and stared up at the ceiling before they fluttered closed again and turned his head, dragging his nails down the skin. He thought that would hurt and get rid of the feeling, but it only made it multiply by ten. He moaned softly, tilting his head back. He needed... needed... What was it? Who could actually help him. He swallowed, clawing at his neck again, his body heating up, one certain organ between his legs throbbing more than anything else. He gasped and arched his back, hand hands going down a little more as he felt something drip from his neck. Every little touch felt amazing. He felt a little dirty for some reason, but he needed... more. He'd work with himself all night if he had to, he just needed to get rid of the feeling.

He swallowed thickly and licked his lips as his fingers dug up his stomach to his chest underneath his shirt, moaning loudly. His nails dug in more, making his eyes roll and bucked his hips up, as if someone was there. But then, when he opened his eyes, someone was there.

He felt someone grab his wrists and shove them away from his skin, pressing their hand to his forehead. He squirmed on the bed, pressing his thighs together. He gasped again and took the hand, nuzzling the palm. "Haah... Make it stop..." He arched his back again, trying to get closer to the person who was standing over him and flicked his tongue out at his fingers, whimpering when it was jerked away.

He blinked slowly a few times, seeing a familiar face. Raito would do it for him. He was experienced... He was a teenager, and his hormones had to take over some time. Maybe he wouldn't care who he fucked. "Raito-kun," he breathed, clutching the sheets beneath him. "I can't... Mm..."

"Ryuu... zaki?" Raito was confused. Why the hell was he acting like this? He was acting like Misa when she was desperate. He never even tried to have sex with her before. It was just annoying, the way she did it. And how L was doing it... it was weird. "What happened?" Maybe someone drugged him with something. But how would they do that? This was L! To be able to drug him or trick him into drinking anything seemed too impossible.

L tossed his head to the side and Raito gasped. Drops of blood were running down his neck, soaking the sheet. It wasn't bad, but it scared him a little. He never thought he'd see L like this, and he hadn't wanted to, anyway. He was Kira; why the hell would he want to see L writhing and squirming on the bed?

L slowly sat up and forcefully pulled Raito down onto the bed over him and crushed his lips to the brunette's, rubbing against him, making little noises of pleasure. He licked at his lips, spreading his legs out a little, ready for Raito to just take him. Once wouldn't be bad.

The warmth was gone almost immediately, however, and L whined. He felt someone push his wrists down onto the mattress, and something pinching his arm. Another shot? Oh, God, he didn't know if he could take it. He felt like he could die just from feeling so stimulated without any release. He clenched his jaws together, feeling tears welling in his eyes just from pure frustration. "God damn it! Just fuck me already!" He panted heavily, squirming again and trying to get away. "Raito..." He whined again, this time it sounded breathy and desperate. "Please... Nngh..." He heard more than two people talking, and they said Raito's name all at once in a chorus, giving L a headache. "Stop..." His toes curled and he rolled on his side, curling up on himself, tempted to just masturbate until he was satisfied. He heard them talking again, then a door shut. Thank God.

He rolled back onto his back to see Raito looking over the bed. Yes. He sat up again and grabbed the front of his shirt, nuzzling his neck. "Raito... I need you..." He brushed his lips against his ear, whispering to him how he could fuck him. Hard, fast, mercilessly... However he wanted. L didn't care. He didn't care if his insides got ripped and penetrated so deep that he couldn't sit for the rest of his life.

He licked up in his neck and nipped at his ear lobe, sucking on it until he was pushed back down on the bed. Finally! But then, his body wasn't close anymore. Raito was on the bed with him, but he was pushing him away. "No! Please, Raito!" Then he was close again, his hot breath blowing against his ear. He moaned, grabbing at him and bucking his hips up against his stomach.

"Ryuuzaki, stop." Raito pushed his hips down on the bed, feeling the jerk of L's small waist still struggling against his hold. "This isn't like you. Did someone drug you? What did they do?" He didn't get an answer, only a whine and L's hands wandering to mess with his pants. He slapped his hand away and cupped L's face with both hands, forcing him to look at him.

"Uhn... Raito-kun..." Cold hands felt so good against his face... "No one will know... Just do it..." He turned his head, taking a finger into his mouth again, sucking and moaning around it, as if that was actually helping his situation. "Do it. It'll never happen again..." He felt something press to his hips and spread his legs. God, yes! He thrust into his hand, grabbing his arm to press it harder against his pants.

"If I do this, L... you can't accuse me of being Kira for a week." Hah. That would keep him occupied for a week.

L nodded, his nails going into Light's arm. "Yes... Raito... more." Raito squeezed and L cried out, wrapping a leg around his waist. "D-do it."

Raito smirked as he slowly pulled L's pants off, pushing a finger in, his smirk widening as L, the Great Detective, moaned and cried underneath him.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAH! Okay, so I'm getting lazy with my other stories. I promise they will be updated again, but probably in the summer. I just did this little thing because it's been in my head all day and it doesn't have much of a serious plot. It will later, though, which is why I wrote it now. It's not over, I promise you. I just wanted to see if anyone was interested. Most people like my stories, but I dunno. Did I overdo it?

Reviews make me giggle and write more. ;) And the next one WILL definitely be longer.