Fandom: Death Note
OC: Ariana Bell, Age 20
Inspiration: Even a genius needs some time alone, ne?
The sounds of morning drifted in through the open window of Ariana Bell’s room. Despite it being a bright an sunny day, an overcast feeling hung heavily in the room. The emotion was accented by a calm, peaceful spell. Ariana kept her eyes closed, not wanting to break the solitude.
Indeed, said solitude was not broken until sometime later, when the sun had grown brighter in the sky. The soft shuffling of the sheets was heart against the silence, quickly followed by a drawn out yawn and a cat-like stretch. This time, Ariana’s eyes did slide open. They connected with matching dark orbs, which studied her in a lazy, subservient manner. The man laying beside her smiled fleetingly, and Ariana also smiled at the mere sight of it. In a breezy whisper, she inquired his feelings.
“Hmm...tired,” the man responded, messy black hair splaying out beneath him, “You wore me out.”
He was rewarded with a playful slap to his bare shoulder, “Lawliet!”
An indignant snort later, and Ariana was entangled in the suddenly determined grip of her lover. Chortles of laughter ensued.
“You gave me a run for my money,” Ariana promised, looking serious and yet playful. It must have been a cordial statement, for L didn’t bother to argue. He merely grinned wolfishly down at her and brushed his nose over her cheek.
It was a silent request, and Ariana didn’t ignore it. A moment later, she slid her arms around his neck and pressed her lips to his.
The desire to replay last night’s ministrations was clearly tangible between the two. As the kiss got deeper, so did the vivid passions scourging through their veins. Before he could sink any lower into the warmth, however, L pulled back.
He sent her a sheepish look and went to get up, but was stopped the a brush of her hands against his chest. When he looked back down, he was overcome by the need to remain, wrapped up with his lovely woman for eternity and longer.
“Oh, damn it all,” he muttered, and leaned back in to stay.
Their kiss was getting hotter by the second, but neither complained. Throwing her legs around his waist, Ariana pushed their lower bodies together. The contact forced a deep, guttural sound to leave L’s throat. The blissful moment had Ariana pulling away from the kiss to lean back on the pillow. Her back arched desirously.
The sheet was getting rather loose. It slid down L’s hips slowly, exposing his skin to her awaiting eyes. Hungrily, she kissed his neck, biting and sucking on the captured skin before moving to other, untouched areas. When Ariana had reached his collarbone, L threw his head back and moaned.
It was a soft spot for him, and when Ariana touched him there, he couldn’t stop himself. Grabbing her hips, he buried his awakening shaft in her thighs, just grazing her entrance. She groaned and began grinding her hips against him.
Each moment was heaven for them, but when they were finally reunited, they reached a step above said bliss. Moaning and wriggling at the slow torment, their pace got faster and faster until the bed was creaking and the mattress worn.
“Nnn, L, go faster...!” she choked, pushing her breasts against his chest as he forcefully thrust her against the bed. He responded with a more powerful serious of slams. By the time he had begun to feel tired, he was nearly there.
Ariana was also nearly there, and to show her angst, her moans were steadily increasing. She gripped L tightly, digging her nails into his shoulders as she held on for dear life. They were quickly reaching the edge – they were so close, they were teetering – and finally, with one last pound from L, they both hurtled down to unspeakable depths. Both were gasping by the time their orgasms were finished.
“God, L, you really give me a run for my money,” Ariana told him, breathy and soft as they descended from their heightened passions. L tucked her snugly into his arms, holding her against his chest as they rushed to catch their breaths.
“Mm,” he agreed, smiling a bit as he nuzzled his face into her hair. He dropped a kiss upon her head a moment later.
He didn’t try to leave this time. Though L was sure people were wondering where he was, he refused to abandon the warmth he was immersed in. Snuggling closely to his lover, he sighed and closed his eyes, a happy grin etched across his face.
As long as he had her, he decided he didn’t need eternity and longer. Every single minutes was exactly that, anyway.