The handcuffs clanked against the leg of the desk.
"Ryuzaki, why do you insist on these handcuffs?"
"Because I believe that Light-kun is Kira"
He got up, and pulled me along. I think we were going to our room.
When we got there Ryuzaki slammed the door, and grabbed my shirt, roughly pushing me to the bed. Being this close to him… I now had a tent, where I really didn't want it to be.
"Ryuza-" He had shoved his lips to mine. Again.
"Light-kun…" I didn't know the detective had a husky voice. It was turning me on too. WHAT? NO!
"Ryuzaki, I am not gay!" My voice was slightly muffled by his lips.
"Light-kun, I know you like me…" he shifted so he was straddling me.
"Please?..." His obsidian eyes bore into me, pleading, until I couldn't take it anymore, and with a moan crushed my lips to his, hand roaming over him, exploring. He gasped into my mouth his sweet breath tickling my throat.
Then he pulled back. Tease.
"So Light-kun is not gay?" he was now mocking me in his monotone voice, but I could hear the emotion behind it, as he thought it was amusing.
"Well, I'm not exactly straight…" I said. Then smiled.
"I'm glad" He murmured against my chest as he snuggled up to my side. I wrapped my arms around him, and kissed his forehead. We fell asleep like that, in a warm mass of tangled cover and each other.