Light stretched his body across the fabric of his soft bed-sheets; intentionally catching the attention of the apple-monger. The teenager shot the death god a 'come and get it' look, the smirk gracing his lips spreading wide on his angel-esque face, his eyes glinting with the lust and wonton feelings that filled them .
Ryuk stared blankly with his red orbs, his face, of course, showing no emotion; but inside, his mind was screeching. The pains of being bored were nothing compared to the sexually frustrating itch he now felt.
This human was teasing him. He couldn't decided whether that fact irratated him or excited him.
"Ryuk," Light spoke softly, in the same monotone voice he usually spoke to the god of death in, but, somehow, in the same instant, the tone of his voice was more enticing than normal. "What was that rule again?"
"Rule XXIV," Ryuk half-chucked and half-growled. "Why bring that up?"
Ryuk very well knew Yagami's game.
"Just wondering." Light stretched again, this time his shirt was pulled up slightly and a small amount of his stomach was revealed.
Ryuk's eyes shimmered as they lay upon this new imagery of the little bit of the boy's exposed flesh. "You really are a bastard, Light Yagami."
Light chuckled, sighing. "So," Light's eyes seemingly turned a bright, blood-red color as they peirced through Ryuk's own crimson orbs. "What would happen if a god of death did fornicate with a human?"
"He'd be banished to the void between the relms of the paradise known as hevan and the pit of fuck known as hell." Ryuk was beyond aggitated as he growled his response to the boy.
"The same place I'm destined to go to when I die?"
"That would be the one." Ryuk took his place at the edge of the bed, sitting down with a plop that was only audible to Kira. Light lightly began tugging at the feathers that adorned the shinigami's feathers.
"Rules are meant to be broken." The teens voice persuaded.
Ryuk laid back on the bed, allowing Light to crawl over him.
"Fuck the rules, then."