Ethereal {L Lawliet x Reader} • Death Note [COMPLETED]

Chapter 37 | the ritual

A/n: it is indeed the spicy chapter. Read at your work risk. Also remember in pervious chapters it's stated this ritual won't get you pregnant. So don't worry.

Lighting the last red candle on the bedside tables, you blew out the match and set it aside. L had been silent while you set up little additions to the ritual to give it that extra boost I'd love energy. He was clearly nervous. Weather it was about the actual sex or the transformation process you didn't know. But you were a love deity, there was nothing you couldn't do when it came to love. When you were done with him, none of that nerve would be left.

He sat on the bed, leaning against the pillows. Deep in though. Only snapping out of it when you crawled up to him and tilted his head up to face you.

"It'll be ok honey..." you said.

"You said growing wings hurts..." he replied.

"It does a little. But here's what we're going to do ok..."

Sitting yourself in his lap, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders.

"When this is all done, we'll take a bath ritual I'll massage your back when it starts to sting, I'll tuck you in and we can fall asleep in pure bliss. Then tomorrow because you'll definitely be weak, I'll make some excuse for you to take some time off ok? This will all be ok sweetheart" you explained.

"What if it doesn't work?"

"Oh it will, I know it will..."

With that, you pulled him into a kiss. You didn't want to overwhelm him, so you started gently like any other kiss. But when you'd usually pull away, you didn't. You only secreted for a moment for air, but dove right back in.

You knew exactly how this would go, you knew exactly how it'd feel, and you were ready for whatever he'd throw at you. And if he needed to stop? You would, no questioned asked. Everyone should have a kink for respect and consent and you sure as hell did.

When your arms slipped down to his waist, that feeling from the other day came back to him. The one he couldn't stop thinking about for the life of him. Maybe it was an erogenous zone after all. Something about you touching his waist just made him feel loved and instantly more comfortable.

Comfortable to pull you in closer, bodies touching only separated by the clothes you wore. Clothes that would soon be off. You broke the passionate kiss, moving the kisses to his neck, you felt him nervously grip your nightie.

"Calm down... I'm not going to hurt you" you whispered in his ear.

"I know... I'm just always scared of being hurt again..." He replied.

"As long as I'm here no one will ever hurt you again"

"...and... I would never let anyone hurt you"

You slipped your hands up his shirt, tracing his slim frame lips still glued to his neck. One hickey, that's all you wanted to give him. One was enough to mark him as yours. You heard him take a deep breath to calm himself, he didn't want you to have to do all the work, but he was just so anxious.

Usually he was able to dive head first into big tasks like it was nothing, but this was something that was able to shake him. He wanted it, he needed it, but there were steaks behind it. He couldn't mess up, and he was overthinking that. He wished he didn't overthink everything.

He slightly squirmed when he felt you suck on his neck, your fingers brushing his skin as well. Maybe it was just because it was the first time. Or maybe it was because you had some kind of natural power since you were a love goddess, but every small touch was enough to make him shiver.