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L inhaled sharply at the unexpected - but most definitely welcomed - encouragement in the form of Light's hips inciting oh so beautiful friction against his own. L's hands and fingers dug into Light's back, pulling the younger man flat against L's curved and angled body so his hips could press back in turn, over and over in a steady roll. Thoughts of moving to the bed vanished from his drugged mind for the moment when he allowed himself to be overwhelmed in the sensation, away from his mind and into his body. L didn't speak, for he knew if he let out sound he'd be opening himself up enough to let Light hear how much L was caught up in the act and enjoying it as well. So instead of answering Light with words, L's mouth decided to direct its attention to the side of the younger man's neck, sucking at the skin and massaging it with his tongue.