Bobbing for Apples

The small spark of happiness that Light had after L confessed was shortlived. Perhaps L did love him but that didn't mean he forgave him. It had been a few days and Light was regretting not leaving. He was able to leave now, of course, but now he found that he and L tagged along together in some sort of hope that something will change. Nothing did, really, and they just sat in a fairly comfortable silence. That had been good for L, and had been swell for Light for the first couple days. At least it's not another awkward silence. He allowed.

L kept working now, the TV and internet back up and ready. Light helped him with what he could but mostly kept silent and contemplative. In an ironic turn, it was REM who broke the ice. Coming through the wall, she approached. "Hello." She said simply, looking at what seemed to be both of them at the same time blankly. "Misa misses Light. She's thinking about taking extremes..." A hint of sorrow touched the shinigami's voice as Light's insides squirmed. He really didn't want to go back to Misa. Misa was pretty, useful as an accomplice, and famous. But she was Misa; clingy and stupid. Anyways, he had L now. If you can consider this having him. He was about to protest going back to Japan and seeing Misa but found he didn't have to, L had stood up.

"I understand you most likely would rather not lie to Misa, however... You probably want her away from Light near as much. Tell her that Light was killed by Ryuk for being of no interest. I will set up for certain news to reach the Kanto region, informing the family and friends. That is, of course, unless Light has a problem with it." The detective looked at Light, obviously expecting an answer right then and there. For some reason, though he was okay with his family - especially now that he was no longer Kira, the answer was obvious.

"No, that's fine." I may be free but I should distance myself away from them... I may be free but I'm sure I won't get off scott free. It was then that some really strange sexual images came to mind. The word prisoner seemed to be the cause. L seemed to keep talking to Rem but now Light was out of it. He vaguely could tell that L had done the same thing about the name wrong four times for Misa as well, securing her safety. Then Rem left. L was still there, clicking his keys on his laptop and reviewing information. His thought process suddenly made a drastic turn. No TV, no internet, locked into a house. How long did he think I was going to be here?

"How long--"

"As long as it took, Light-kun. You were my toughest case and therefor I was willing to take the rest of my life to make sure you were in line. You could say I was committed to you before you even showed up."

Commitment? It seemed strange to label it but it was most definitely there. It was one of those things that went unsaid but was known. There was no way they could turn back from each other now, no matter how much they wanted. It was a comfortable feeling. There was no push for marriage, as with Misa. No chance of producing children. Maybe adopt from that genius orphanage he's so fond of. It seemed as if it wasn't a commitment so much as it was a fact. And he was okay with that. That is, until he got angry again. He was fairly sure that L had somehow assumed his compliance. Had planned all of this. That thought ticked him off. He turned to the man who had just gone idly back to work. Always with the work.

Light wanted to scratch that pearly skin, pull that black hair, bend the man over and pretty much pound him into whatever the older man happened to be on during that given time. Lust, hate, lust, love. Light got closer to the man. "L..." He said slowly, quietly, and through his teeth. He got a look out of the other man just as Light stole the laptop and slowly put it to the side before practically tackling the brunette. He pinned him down onto the floor they had toppled onto and growled at him. L looked up at him with that blank, bored expression which only pissed him off more. Light reached his arm back, about to punch his lover square in the face when he was aware of thin fingers lacing through his hair, pulling him forward. He shortly wondered if L had done it to stop his punch or if it had been simultaneous but thought went blank as L brought there lips together tenderly.

Thought, maybe, but the anger didn't lift. His hands settled to pull L's hair painfully as if trying to rip it from his skull whilst his lips stole the kiss, ravaging L's mouth. This went on and Light seemed to almost melt into L, who was still on the ground but one arm had wrapped around Light's waist. Light began to run his hands up the detective's shirt and dig into the skin with his nails, began to nip at his lips with sharp teeth. At one point, the pain of the hair pulling, scratching, and biting hit it's peak and L let out a small gasp. Light suddenly grinned over the other's lips.

L was perhaps able to stop a sadist from killing but seemed to be unable to stop Light from being a sadist. But L had also never given up on Light yet.

Light hissed as he was suddenly thrown onto the ground, the roles reversed. He growled and glared at the man above him, pulling the hair tighter backward as he threw his legs between Light's and with a masterful amount of timing with his legs and his torso, threw L on his back and practically rolled forward onto him. From there, they both rolled on the ground back and forth, fighting for a position. It was impossible for them, and that's saying something, to figure out exactly how both their shirts had been tossed aside and now L was on the ground again, Light ontop of him. But they weren't at square one. No, not at all.

Now L was on his stomach. Light crawling over his back, tearing at his ivory skin with those ridiculously well taken care of nails. L undoubtedly could feel Light's erection press against his thigh and Light didn't care if L had one as well. L's head pounded from the hair pulling, as Light was doing right now, bringing the head back and exposing the neck, which Light now nibbled and suckled on. "L..." He mewed into the pale ear, making the older man shudder, though unsure what feeling accompanied it. "It's my turn." Light's grip loosened as he made his way into L's jeans through the front, making L's hips move upwards. Unbuttoning those jeans he brought them downward along with L's undergarments. He only brought them down to the knees, forcing L not to be able to spread his legs as he pulled of his own trousers, becoming naked. He pulled up behind L, grinning wildly as he bit into the man's shoulder. He positioned himself and pressed against the black haired man. L was grateful, as he had been expecting Light to have no sympathy whatsoever. Instead, he pressed in slowly, and though it hurt it wasn't unbearable. Halfway through, however, Light resumed his continuous scratching and biting and pulling. If anything, though, it distracted L from the pain of the entrance, made it enjoyable. Just as Light was fully in, L sighed contentedly.

Light began to fuck him, slowly at first, but it didn't take long before he was pressing in all the way, coming out a little, then forcing himself back in at a rapid pace. The younger man's breath quickened as L's became louder. Light purposefully dug into the man, enjoying the pink marks that had patterned their way across the man's entire hide. He groaned once as he pulled all the way out of L and shot back into him. He felt the man beneath him go stiff for a moment at that, knowing how uncomfortable it was that he was forced to keep his legs together. "Your so tight." He claimed, and it was true. Without being able to open his legs, that meant his asscheeks were forced together tightly around Yagami's cock. Which, by the way, was fucking the man raw but at the same time he didn't seem to mind what with his loud groans and moans.

It was too much, for each of them, when Light brought his hand to L's chin and forced his head to turn. Light licked it for a moment, sucked it, before groaning in pleasure. "I love you." Five short breaths. "And you are mine." For reasons unbeknown to him, L began to cum all over carpet, which had been painful and blissful up until now and he was sure he had rug burn, but that wasn't the thing on his mind. The white seed spilled onto the soft ground and he groaned. "Light..." Which in turn caused the younger man's will to break.

He went rigid over the man who in his orgasm had actually seemed to relax. His hands gripped the chin roughly and the hip as thrust into him, totally out, totally in. Three times of this and he was spent. His cum had been rapidly spent both within the man's ass and on it. A small trail went up L's back as well. He rolled off of L, who promptly kicked the jeans off and grabbed Light. Light looked up at him with wide eyes, expecting some sort of punishment, but instead was just brought into an embrace on the floor. Light, though knowing the irony of being held by the man he had just angrily invaded, melted into the hold, their naked bodies intertwining in a complicated but comfortable way. L didn't exactly kiss his forehead, but his lips ended up on his forehead softly during the hold and Light was forced to look at L's chest. He ran circles over it for a minute.

"You knew, didn't you? You knew I'd be okay with living with you, that I'd spend my entire life with you...?" Silence. Silence meant yes. Light frowned.

"No. Not until you said you'd stay here instead of going back to Japan. I had no idea. You've stayed here since you'd been set free; but you also had no way to go back. If you had said you wanted to, you could have gone back to Japan, to Misa..."

"Hell no."

"What?"

Light smiled, he really couldn't help it. "I'm not a god, I don't need a worshipper."


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Fufa's Notes:

Wow, I really really am slow in the making the last chapter. I tried a few times and gave up on each one until this one. The chapter before this one was really extreme and I sooner or later just decided that it was a climax and I wasn't needing to outdo it. That's how a story is made, anyways, you don't end with the climax.

I'm actually on a FF7 trip right now (I'm obsessive but my obsessions change every so often) but I couldn't bring myself to write a sexy FF7 fanfic I've had in mind for, uh, years (started before but lost due to death of previous laptop) until I was done. So, basically... Halfassed?

Still working the same job but I haven't fallen down the stairs again. In a couple weeks I'll have quit and will have free time for two weeks until I go back to school. I'm hoping to write one or two totally different stories by the beginning of October.

I also just realized that there's something missing between chapter 8 and 9... But I don't recall what. OH WELL LIVE WITH IT BIOTCHES.

Furthermore, yes, everything in this chapter is absolutely possible. At least with male/female couples. o//////////////o

That's it for Bobbing for Apples. Hope you enjoyed.