L Lawliet was no stranger to cameras by any means.

He'd had experience installing hidden cameras in Light Yagami's room when he was under suspicion of being Kira so installing multiple cameras through your apartment with 24 hour surveillance shouldn't be that difficult, right?

Ever since you entered the high-security hotel room that L inhabited with information about the Kira case, his eyes have never left you. Obsessive, some would call it. Psychotic, others would say. However, all L saw was a burning desire to give you everything he could- of course, from a distance.

So, for the past 4 months your daily activities have been broadcast on hundreds of high-tech monitors within L's study; breakfast, lunch, dinner, bathroom, bedroom, living room study, 24/7. He's learnt your schedule, memorised your body and still can't seem to get enough.

As per usual, his bushbaby eyes are absorbing your visage with his all consuming black pupils. His pants are bunched around his ankles pitifully, one hand lathered in lube and the other steadying himself in his hand. His head is head back against the large black chair in ecstasy, hand pumping aggressively while mumbling useless praises.

Unbeknownst to him, the mic is still on, projecting his pitiful whines throughout your apartment.