Light Yagami X Male Reader Smut

Tuched starved Light.

Sitting on your lap, Light's lips moved eagerly with yours. His hands roamed your bare chest, running down your hot skin. He'd quickly kiss down your jaw, licking down your neck and getting you to moan his name. It was obvious he was desperate, but you found it endearing.

As Light marked your neck, you ran your fingers through his hair, speaking quietly to him, "Light calm down, I'm not going anywhere."

You chuckled softly at his movements; he was acting like at any moment, someone would take you from him. No matter how many times the two of you slept together, it was never enough for him. He was always acting as if he were deprived of affection, which made him quite clingy in the bedroom.

Light tried to maintain whatever dominance you allowed him to have, but when you lifted his head from your neck to kiss him, he lost it. Your hand was on his cheek and your lips moved with his slowly. He whimpered from the action. Whenever you'd take control, even in the smallest form, he would completely submit. He was sat on your lap, grinding against you lightly as you kissed him.

Your hands grabbed him by the waist, then ran up his back before flipping him over so you were on top. There was a glimmer to his eyes, expressing the admiration he felt towards you.

"Your cheeks are so red, Light. Why are you always so nervous?" you said, chuckling before giving him a gentle kiss.

He didn't answer you, he just tilted his head up to kiss you again. Light hated admitting to you that you made his knees weak, despite the fact that it was obvious. You'd whisper sweet-nothings to him while kissing down his chest. He was as hard as a rock underneath you, bucking his hips as you inched closer to his need.

Now between his legs, you groped his bulge, getting a low moan to leave his lips. Looking up at him, you gave him a smirk, palming him through his boxers just to be a tease. Light squirmed beneath you, whining at feeling. Slowly, you pulled down his boxers, freeing him from the fabric prison.

His shaft stood tall before you, throbbing and begging to be touched. Teasingly, you brushed your fingers along his length and he arched his back in response. You wrapped a hand around his cock, spitting on it and coating his length. Light tightly gripped the sheets, bucking his hips to force himself into your hand.

"Does it feel good baby?" you whispered to him, soon kissing the swollen pink head, "Mmm, such a pretty cock you have."

Light moaned your name at the compliment. As you maintained eye contact with him, you flattened your tongue against his shaft, swirling your tongue around the tip before sucking it softly. He whimpered and squirmed under you. His cheeks were a bright red and he had his lower lip pulled into his mouth.

Moving your hands to his thighs, you lowered your mouth onto him. He eagerly thrust his hips, making you grope his thighs to keep him still. Light quickly became very antsy, moaning desperately while you let the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat. He brought a hand down to where you were, tightly wrapping a hand in your hair and tugging at it roughly.

"Fuck, y/n- mmm, you make me feel so good."

He'd arch his back constantly, moaning for you and pulling on your hair. You pick up the speed at which your head moved, groaning as his cock quickly slid down your throat. Your hands may have been holding him down, but he eagerly bucked his hips, making your grip on his legs useless. Spit was dripping down your chin as you pulled your mouth up his shaft. You had wrapped a hand at the base of his cock, twisting and pumping it quickly while you sucked on the head.

"Ah, y/n- please. Fuck, please, I'm so close."

Light began to beg for you, pulling on your hair as his cock started to twitch under your touch. You lifted your mouth, circling the tip of his cock with the palm of your hand before lightly squeezing his shaft. The look you gave him was driving him mad; your eyes were dark, your chin was wet and you wore a sultry smirk.

"You're so sensitive Light, I love that-" You'd pull and tug at his length, speeding up and bringing him closer to his climax. "Cum for me baby, I know you want to."

He continued to moan your name, every sound followed by a "please." His cock jerked in your hand so you flattened your tongue on his reddened tip, lapping at the swollen head and making him finish in your mouth. Light groaned deeply as strings of cum shot out of him and onto your tongue. You swallowed his cum, removing your hand and lifting yourself off of him.

Before hovering over him, you pulled down your boxers, but Light immediately sat up. You grabbed his hand, making him stroke your cock slowly. A low groan came from the back of your throat at the feeling. His face was still extremely red and his breathes were labored. Caressing his cheek with your other hand, you leaned in and kissed him, moaning into his mouth.

Light couldn't help but whimper; he was still coming down from the high he was on moments ago. You leaned forward, pushing him back down on the bed and moving the hand you had on his cheek to the pillows. The grip he had on your cock wasn't tight and he stroked you slowly.

"Mmm, that feels good." you whispered, keeping your lips close to his.

Minutes passed and you were hovering over him now, lubing yourself up as he wrapped his legs around your waist. Light whimpered at the feeling of you sliding your cock into his entrance. You grabbed both his wrists, pinning them above his head as you slid further inside him. He squirmed beneath you, whining at the feeling of you stretching him out.

Kissing him briefly, you started to thrust your hips- slowly at first, then steadily speeding up. Light started to nibble at your lower lip, moaning in your mouth. With your free hand, you grabbed his cock, pumping it quickly as you sped up your thrusts.

"Ah, y/n, fuck. Oh god, please." Light whined and moaned for you, his tight walls clenching around your cock as you started to get rough.

You brought your mouth close to his ear, moaning deeply for him. He was in shambles under you; squirming and begging, trying to move his hands from under your strong grip. His cock throbbed in your hand, and his hips bucked up to meet yours. The room was filled with the sound of your skin slapping together and your moans echoing off the walls.

"Oh my god your cock feels so good. Fuck, I love how you make me feel."

Light kept throwing you compliments, telling you how good it felt to have you stretch him out, and that you're the only one who'd ever make him feel this way. Hearing his words of affirmation made you crazy. You'd moan his name louder, thrusting your hips harder and moving deeper inside him to hit that sweet spot that makes him scream- the bed creaking beneath the two of you from how fast you were moving.

He was an indescribable mess, moaning so loud the neighbors may hear him. His cock continued to convulse in your hand and yours began to jerk inside him. Light started begging again, or at least attempting to; he was so overwhelmed he could barely form a sentence. You kissed him roughly, but it was sloppy. The steadiness of your thrusts started to fade and you soon came inside him, while Light made a mess in your hand and on his stomach.

He screamed as he finished in your hand, arching his back and tightly shutting his eyes. You slowed your pace, riding out the orgasm before pulling out and resting on his stomach. As your collapsed onto his, you moved your arms under his back. There were slight bruises on his wrists from how strong you held them. His hands fell to your back, rubbing your hot, damp skin.

The once loud room was quiet again. Unsteady breathes and hot bodies lied on the bed, the both of you holding each other tiredly. Light would whisper how much he loved you as he ran his fingers through your hair. He was always really affectionate after sex- which wasn't normal for him, regularly- but it was mostly because his brain was clouded, and he didn't even realize what he was doing.

You lifted yourself up, kissing him on the cheek before whispering in his ear, "I know you could keep going, but I'd rather not overwhelm you anymore than I have."

He chuckled at your statement, rosy cheeks complimenting his slight embarrassment. When it came to sex, Light was insatiable; while yes, he was satisfied at the end, he also couldn't get enough of you and constantly craved your touch, no matter how many times you sent him over the edge.

Thanks for reading. :) (: