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Who: Walter And Light
When: After Light asking him to come by in his journal~
Where: Light's Room
Rating: FOR NOW PG-13 subject to change NC-17
Story:

Light quickly turned off the monitored as he went around the room to pick up some left over clothing that had been scattered around the room. He wrinkled his nose slightly as he realized how much he truly hated the Queen of Hearts. The pervious journal entries made him quite upset. If only he had paid attention a bit more to detail then anything else he wouldn't have said such high things about here. Now he would wait for Walter a bit anxious at what the outcome could end up being.

The man sat down at the edge of the bed waiting for the other. His choice of clothing had been a pair of baggy jeans along with a button down black shirt that was left untucked. Light's hair had a messy look to it but he didn't seem bothered by it. He knew that the other wouldn't look his best either so why bother trying to look pleasant with the other. I wish I didn't feel nervous just thinking about Walter. Then again, he does get pretty creepy sometimes...

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Light...

Yes. His Receiver of Wisdom. The true Final Sign.

Henry didn't mean a thing now. When this changed, he can't stop to think about it or care to.

He pauses in front of the door, and smiles; he leans his forehead against the door, brushing his lips against it a little.

"Receiver," he hisses between his teeth before he knocks on the door, slowly.

Light shivered slightly as he heard the sharp hiss at his door. Creepy indeed but all the more thrilling he guessed. The man got up from the bed heading over. He placed a hand on the door frame moving the other to slowly turn and open the door for Walter.

"Do you think you could ever be less creepy?"

He smiles wider, reaching out slowly to brush his fingers against the side of Light's face.

"Would you like me to be?" Walter murmurs, curious -- amused.

The man tensed only slightly at the hand coming towards his face. Light tilted his head to the side brushing his cheek against the other's fingers as a cat would to his master.

"I think it would lose something about you, if you did change that fact about yourself, Walter." Light smirked only a little.

"So glad you agree."

Smoothly, he slides up to get closer to Light, his free arm reaching around to pull him close.

"What did you need to talk about, Receiver?"

Light shivered slightly as he felt the other pull himself closer to him. He moved himself closer towards Walter as well before kicking the door shut behind them.

"I wanted to see you more, than talk Walter. I haven't been around in your company for a while."

It's been awhile, since he could do this to anyone. He'd been so kind and patient with Henry.

It isn't worth the trouble anymore.

No, he can still touch Light. Like this. Like how he wants. All he wants without feeling an ounce of guilt.

"See me, then. All you want. Perhaps it's my own fault for not being more... persistent. Hm?"

"If you were a bit more persistent I'd have to smack you away. I don't think you would want that."

Light wrapped an arm carefully around Walter. He didn't mind being close to Walter even if it felt a tad strange but at the time he wanted it. To be able to be this close.

"I think you not being around often just makes up for the times you are around."

"I could want whatever you do," he muses.

Still, his smile widens; fingers drag down Light's back with one hand, the other sliding up his cheek and into his hair, gently.

Walter can be... very gentle.

"I am glad to hear that, though," he murmurs.

His lips parted slightly as he felt the hand in his hair.

"I know you could. But I want you to do what you feel like doing. I hate asking you for things." His hands slowly moved up Walter's back feeling the fabric of the dirty shirt. Light felt a bit safer around Walter, he couldn't put his finger on it but he knew that he could at least trust the other to an extent.

"Hm. People don't give you a whole lot of credit for what you do. I just think it's because they are scared and don't understand the real you."

"I wouldn't mind," Walter assures. At the very least, Light has the backbone to ask for favors.

"This is the truth that I don't deny -- and people never will try to comprehend what they don't understand. What a waste."

"You may not mind now but you might mind later when your busy doing something." He smirked slightly as he started to feel comfortable around the other relaxing knowing that he was going to get hurt. Although, sometimes he wished to be punished by Walter even if he didn't do anything wrong.

"They are just fools the majority of them. I'm sure if we just help each other out more often it'll be paradise."

Paradise... yes.

He remembers Paradise. Or rather, he remembers learning about it.

Perhaps they should make Paradise here.

"We should do that. Help each other." Walter muses, brushing his lips against Light's ear. "In whatever way we can."

He wondered what the other one had been thinking. Walter had his secrets but he had his own secrets as well although Light knew Walter would find out his secrets.

The man shivered as he felt the brush of Walter's lips against his ear one slight weakness of his. He felt his face heat up only slightly. "Mm... in whatever way we can? Are you suggesting we do something about that now?"

"Of course." Walter smirks against him. "Depending on the way we wish to help one another, really."

The tip of his tongue draws a line over Light's cheek. "And what would you like help with, Light?"

Light felt his cheeks burn more as his lips parted wanting something. His desire build within the pit of his stomach. "Mmm.. I believe you might know. We both should both of fun.. something of desire"

A low chuckle eases from the murderer; fingers inch under Light's shirt, scraping down the flesh of his back.

Holding back so much when he'd been around Henry was troublesome -- but obviously, he doesn't need to with Light.

The better of the Receivers is quite obvious.

"I can approve of this idea."

Light arched back against the fingers against his skin. It made slight electrify sparks run down his spine. He smiled widely as he pressed his hips against Walter's.

"Approve of it? Then why not just see through?" He asked as he nuzzled his cheek against the other's mans. He started to feel anxious again as his whole body felt like it was on fire. His stomach burned with desire as he just wanted to let out and have Walter do as he wished with him.

A soft, pleased growl slips from him at the pressure of the other man's hips. Yes. This isn't what he's ever been able to receive or do to Henry.

Not that he needs him anymore. Oblivious, idiotic fool.

"Wonderful idea," Walter murmurs. "Ah, see -- you fulfill your role so well. And you utilize your wisdom."

He presses up against Light, tilting his head to place his mouth over the other man's throat; he bites down at the pulse, sucking as his hands roam under the shirt.

That one spot, sent him in a series of shudders and shivering. He didn't know why his neck was so sensitive but it had been one weakness of his. Light let out a pleased moan as he arched more against Walter his own hands gripping hold of fabric.

"Nnn! So you say..."

Teeth bite down a little more and he chuckles against Light, moving his hips a little more. Harder, a bit more rough.

He doesn't feel the need to be gentle with Light -- not that Walter has any desire to be... violent, either.

"Mm." He inches the shirt up, to peel it off of Light. "I do," he mumbles against his throat, sliding his tongue against it.

Light squirmed slightly as he moved himself closer against him. His head pulled back moaning deeply in his throat. He didn't care if the other was being violent or not. He knew he didn't deserve gentleness from anyone.

He moved his arms away to give Walter room to pull off his shirt if he needed to. He shivered as rubbed his hips against the others. It felt so good his breathes started to pick up a bit as his heart beat continued to pound loudly into his ears. Light couldn't understand where this peak desire hit so suddenly.

Walter grins maliciously, wrapping an arm around Light tightly. A hand dips between their hips, fingers curling between the other man's thighs.

"Tell me what you want," he hisses into Light's ear.

And he squeezes his hand.

"Tell you what I want?" He asked breathlessly before tensing slightly as he felt the hand on his thighs. Light groaned as he felt the squeeze in which made him spread his legs.

He whimpered a bit as he captured the man's eyes. Light bit down at Walter's earlobe before hot breath came across it. "I want you... to fuck however you see fit."

The smile widens on Walter. "Excellent," he purrs. "Here..."

Suddenly, he's shoving Light towards the wall, to pin him there none-too-gently. His fingers stroke over him, taunting.

"Receiver," he hisses again into Light's ear, working off the button of his slacks.

Light made a short yelp of surprise as he hit the wall. He squirmed only slightly before moaning out.

"Haa.. never so gentle are you?" He spread his legs apart as his hands went on top of Walter's squeezing them slightly. His face flushed brightly as his eyes darkened with lust. "Always to the point.."

"I act as I have lived, as has been treated," Walter mutters with a grin, sharp enough that he looks quite predatory.

"Why dance around what is desired, hm? Why wait?"

He folds down Light's trousers, just enough that he can reach and brush his fingers again between his legs, almost curiously. He hasn't... done this with a normal man. So it's actually quite interesting.

Light gasped out as he arched against Walter's hand. He whimpered slightly at the slow tease of the curiosity Walter showed for him. He wanted more but at the same time he wanted the other to explore.

"Haa... y-your right. Why wait?" He bit his bottom lip as he kept himself still not wanting the other to pin him more. He wanted to be able to move his arms at least to be able to feel the other in front of him.

"Mm, the opportunity... is now. Yes?"

Walter turns his hand to curl his fingers over the other man's erection, stroking it slowly.

He smiles wickedly. "Do you want to squirm for me, Receiver?"

As Walter stroked his aching member that's when he did squirm. The last time he had been in this kind of position was with Mihael against a wall as well. Light didn't mind it being against a wall at least it would prove to be useful.

"Yess.. the opportunity is now... haa..nnn.. teasing isn't necessary..."

"Mm?" Walter bites his neck.

"You think you're ready then, do you?"

His fingers are unprepared -- but that doesn't mean can't taunt Light a little more. They press around to his backside, between cheeks and pressing at the ring of muscle. Not to press in -- Walter has no desire to cause him that kind of discomfort -- but to... just press. And tease. No more.

"I... believe I am.."

But he obviously was not he had been mistaken when Walter went to tease him further. Light groaned in frustration as he moved back against the fingers wanting them to enter but knew that Walter wouldn't give him the pleasure, no yet anyway. The man licked his bottom lip as he stared at the other man with dark lust full eyes.

"Tease me anymore and I might end up doing the same back to you."

He laughs softly into Light's ear.

"Do you really think you can? Though your idle threat is quite... adorable, if I must say so."

Walter presses his fingers a little more firmly before taking them away. He isn't going to hurt Light, though he's quite pleased to see how eager he is to it.

Very well then.

"I don't suppose you have anything... I can use to make this a bit less painful on your part?"

Light purred slightly as he kept close to Walter as he pulled away a bit.

"Yes... yes I do."

He pouted slightly as he the fingers withdrew away from himself. He squirmed a bit against the wall not knowing what to expect from Walter. The murderer had been surprising him all around.

"Mmm.. I have some lotion in the top drawer dresser and some lube in the top drawer next to the bed."

"So terribly prepared," Walter purrs to the Receiver of Wisdom.

He leans away, if only to reach into one of the drawers. Something slick to make this easier, yes...

He finds a bottle. Good.

With a smile, he coats his fingers, lathering them until he feels they're appropriately covered.

"Whatever I'd like -- right?" he muses, pressing a finger back towards Light, abruptly pressing it in -- a little sharply.

"Of course." Light shivered as the pleasure that continued to build he had been anxious of the feel of the other man.

"Yes whatever you like..." He repeated but then felt that he shouldn't have told Walter at all he let out a sharp gasp before moving down against the finger. He didn't mind it rough but he also didn't know if Walter would do it both ways. "Ahh!!..."

That noise sends a pleasant shiver down Walter's spine, and he grins widely at Light.

Oh yes. He can see why the Red God took pleasure from this. It's different, though; Walter is kinder than the Crimson One -- not that Walter opposes him.

This is good.

He draws the finger out before pressing it back inside, curling it.

"You sound so lovely this way, Receiver."

He moaned deeply as he squirmed around Walter. The man continued to move down against the finger feeling the pleasure build more. Light could almost lose himself to this man rather he wanted to or not but he had to stay at least focused on something.

A slight gasp left his lips as he felt the finger withdrew and then he sharp groan as the finger had been pressed back inside him. He could feel Walter stretching him out but it had started to drive him crazy he wanted more.

"Haa... I may sound lovely but I want more."

"More? Oh my."

Walter presses the finger in further, as if that will satisfy Light -- but he knows it won't.

He grins. "I suppose you'll have to ask nicely, now, won't you?"

Oh how much he loathed begging for something, especially when it came to sex or something so simple to have. Light let out a frustrated groan as he moved against the finger a bit more. His eyes catching the blondes as he shifted against him.

"Ask nicely? Then... I want some more please..."

"Well. Since you said please."

Without warning, two more fingers press inside of Light, wriggling their way to catch up with the first digit, curling as they drag out and push back inside.

"I can make do with that."

Light took in a inhale of breath as he anticipated at least another finger but when two more where shoved in he hadn't expected that. He gave a slight yelp and squirmed around the fingers inching in. The man's head turned the side as his hands gripped tightened around the fabric.

"Ahnn!! Walter!!"

As Light turns his head to the side, Walter leans in to bite his neck, sounding pleased as he growls against him. Oh yes.</i. Screams like that... "Do you want more, Receiver?" he murmurs against him, thrusting up his fingers again.

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