I walked into Light Yagami's office at the police headquarters, bracing myself for his usual playful insults. Sure enough, he was smirking at me as I approached his desk.
"Well, if it isn't the woman who can't seem to crack the Kira case," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
I rolled my eyes, firing back with a witty comeback. "Oh, please, Light. I'm surprised you haven't solved it yourself with your 'god complex'."
Light chuckled, clearly enjoying our verbal sparring. "You know, I do enjoy being in control," he said, leaning back in his chair.
I challenged him, daring him to prove his superiority. "Then prove it. Show me what you've got."
Light stood up and walked over to me, getting close and invading my personal space. I tried to maintain my composure, but his proximity and touch were overwhelming. He traced his finger down my arm, leaving a physical mark and making me shiver.
"You're trembling," he whispered in my ear, his breath hot against my skin.
I tried to hide my blush, but Light's confidence and dominance were intoxicating. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against my ear as he made a dirty suggestion.
I hesitated, but Light's grip on my hair and his commanding presence were too much to resist. He pulled my head back, exposing my neck, and bit down, leaving a hickey and marking me as his.
I gasped and moaned, unable to hide my pleasure. Light smirked and released my hair, watching as I tried to regain my composure.
He ordered me to strip, demanding to see my body. I hesitated, but Light's dominance and the heat between us were too much to resist. I slowly began to undress, letting him see every inch of me.
"You're beautiful," he said, his voice low and full of desire.
I smiled, feeling a sense of power and control. "And you're all mine," I replied, pulling him close and claiming him as my own.
The game had only just begun, and I was ready to play.
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