The women were attractive, Light understood why they'd been chosen for the magazine, but they did nothing. The excitement he felt when flipping the pages could be equated to looking at a cookbook when one wasn't even hungry. More than even most other actions, that one was chosen to cast a facade of a normal teenage boy. It probably wasn't his father's proudest moment, but it was also understandable. It was something young men did.

As for L and Myr, the implication is clear, but that doesn't mean L's being honest in the image he's projecting. It's not a lie, Light can almost hear him say if their relationship is just platonic. 'I never said it was sexual'. And he doesn't. That's part of L's game. Insinuation without confirmation, leaving room for doubt and false interpretation.

The time they spent handcuffed revealed more than L would have likely revealed otherwise, but he still holds so many things close to his chest. Questions asked were often left unanswered, and there was always something else to distract them. However, Light definitely would have noticed if Watari tried to sneak someone in, someone who could take care of those baser needs for L. So, he took care of it some other way. Also likely not his own hand. It's more possible since of the two, Light sleeps more. Most humans sleep more than L. Still, in spite of all the shameless plays L is willing to make, it doesn't feel like he'd risk having Light wake up to find him masturbating.

"You were too cautious with your face for him to handle it through another person."

He's willing to bet on that. L wouldn't hire a prostitute.

"But it's not something you handle yourself, either."

He'd said Watari made sure those needs were met in a way the case could come first. Watari didn't actually... handle those needs directly, Light is just as sure.

"So what was his secret method?"