Bobbing for Apples

Light had to laugh. The idea that L's parents were criminals was just too funny. He watched as L dug into the closet and pulled out a shirt at random. It just happened to be a light blue tee which seemed extremely out of place on the raven haired detective. Smirking, he pressed on. "So what is it? Bad parenthood so you decided all criminals should be punished and sought out to be a detective?"

"Are you saying all criminals shouldn't be punished?" He didn't wait for Light to answer before he moved on. "No, they ended up getting themselves killed, and I ended up being an incredibly intelligent orphan, and Watari made me who I am."

Light laughed again, "You're kind of cocky, aren't you?"

"Says the one with a god complex." L said, and it wasn't even so much that he said it as to how he said it, it wasn't joke, or question. It was like a fact that L pitied, and that suddenly pissed Light off. Practically growling, he was about to answer when L bit his thumb, looking straight at Light. Over the tip of his digit he muttered something. "Afterall, I'm at the very least as smart as you are, and I also have a Death Note. And you're trapped. I'm just as much of a god as you are."

A fist came swinging at the homeowner, who ducked away from it deftly. His pale fingers grabbed the offending arm and pulled, spinning Light until he was facing away from L. The other arm came around the auburn haired boy's body and pulled him close. Light, amazed at this quickness was caught suddenly off guard by lips suckling on his ear. The arm keeping the two together traveled under Light's shirt. In a last ditch effort to get away, Light squirmed halfheartedly, his ass rubbing up against L until he felt something poke against him.

Suddenly swift, he untangled himself from L and took a few steps away. "I guess that covers that!" The chestnut haired boy cried through hysterics.

L stared at him, obviously not amused that his fun had been taken away from him. "Yes, I would rather it if you covered that again. Get back here." He realized he was growling most unbecomingly. They boy wouldn't stop laughing. The brunette suddenly slammed his prisoner against the wall, filled with frustration. "What is so funny, Light-kun?"

Light was still laughing, but managed to grab L's cock through the fabric, gaining a sharp intake of breath the a groan. "You're male."

L stepped back and stared. "I think I was very wrong about Light-kuns ability of deduction and profiling." That got Light's attention, stopping his laughing immediately.

"What do you mean?"

L wished he had shut up. He wasn't in the mood to talk. So instead, he reiterated himself against Light, who in turn was against the wall. He pressed a knee between Kira's and opened them. There, he ground Light into the wall slightly with a bucking of his hips. "First; I am obviously a guy because I would have never chained myself to you if I was female. I wouldn't put it past Kira to rape a woman, at least at that point when I didn't know that he..." He lifted Light against the wall, nuzzling into his neck and forcing Light's legs to clam around his hips. He rubbed their hips together once more. "Obviously prefers men." He kissed the neck lightly. "Second, you just saw my chest. The fact that I have a penis is really irrelevant once you see a males torso in comparison to a females, despite possible androgyny." He bit the neck once before forcing Light, who was trying to pay attention as much as possible, to look up completely. He licked the middle of the neck and spoke onto it. "Thirdly and most obviously, I have an Adam's Apple. This should have been obvious from the very beginning." He could feel warmth engulf Light as he blushed. He grinned, loving this a lot to be honest. He lifted Light more up the wall and ground his pelvis into the man who knew to be Kira's ass. He bit that pretty neck of his and grabbed that same ass he was dryfucking with one of his hands. The other hand rested in Light's hair, tugging once in awhile. He earned a low moan from Light and that was L's undoing. He backed up, taking Light with him and let himself fall on the bed, Light landing on top of him.

Light, obviously disliking being proven to be an idiot, felt like taking revenge, He pulled (more like tore) that newly attached shirt off of the other man and began placing butterfly kisses all over the taught skin. Biting slightly against a nipple, he received a light gasp from his captor. Smiling into the other man's chest, Light did it again, slightly harder. He returned to his kissing, reaching up to the brunette's neck and biting hard, sucking on the skin clamped between his teeth. As he let go, however, L was clawing his sides and he unwillingly arched his back, his head thrown back. A sound came out of his throat that sounded half like he was choking and half he was moaning. After those nails stopped moving, he glared down and was met with L's smile looking up at him and that very same glare died somewhere in translation. He pulled off his own shirt and leaned down to the crook of L's neck before sucking on it lightly, meeting the Adam's apple he couldn't believed he hadn't noticed before. It was obviously there. He licked it lightly.

Their chests rubbed lightly against each other and and the friction some how warmed their groins more than anything else. L lightly had his thin hands on Light's waist and pulled Light and the area within his pants that had become quite hard at this point together in lust against the younger man's backside. He bucked, forcing Light to fall completely on him. His arms clamped around Kira in a hug and rolled. He was on the top now. He broke the hug but stayed just as close, digging his forehead into Light's shoulder as he breathed onto his chest. He unbuttoned Light's pants, unzipped them, and then lifted Light's legs. This time, Light did manage to look pissed off as L pulled off his his pants and underwear. Tidy whities, go figure. But Light suddenly abandoned his anger when L wrapped his hand around his member. L was biting his neck and rubbing his cock in a way that he didn't even notice when L was unbuttoning his pants with the other hand until he had to abandon Light for a moment in order to take them off.

Boxers, who would have guessed? He thought idly as he fumed furiously until L came back, looking all too smug, and returned his hand to his cock. He was being kissed everywhere and his body tingled slightly after each touch, every caress. He didn't even realize it that L was heading downwards, too wrapped up in the moment, until a moist warmness engulfed him. Or, more specifically, his cock. "Ungh!" He said, surprised, hands flying into L's soft jet black hair. He didn't force L off, as his reflexes almost did, and he didn't force himself deeper into that wet abyss as he really wanted to. He was faintly aware that he was panting but he completely stopped breathing as L basically swallowed his dick, deep-throating him. L seemed to be aware of this and came back up, though it was actually to be able to breathe himself. L's mouth suckled on the head of the cock, pumping the shaft of it and making Light wriggle in pleasure. The wetness of the saliva on said body part wettened his hand. Light let out a partially angry, one third shocked, and a little pleasured gasp as a wet finger probed him. However, at the exact same time, L deep-throated again so he didn't protest. He couldn't protest because once again, he couldn't breathe. L continued to bob his mouth around the younger man's penis as he thrust the finger into him at the same rate. Light's body confused and wanted to protest and wanted to ask for more. His body ached for him to beg - beg for more, beg for an end, beg for something and anything at all. Reluctantly, he let his mouth whisper. "Please..." Yet he had no idea exactly what for.

Another finger came into him, violated him, but overall it wasn't any worse than the first one. L could taste precum leaking out of the cock he was so rabidly sucking on (though he wished it could be sweet tasting, he didn't really mind). He pulled the fingers slowly out of Light and the prisoner felt slightly empty before he realized that soon there would be pain. His heart panicked as L climbed up his body, kissing him everywhere along the way. In the silence, they knew what each other would say so saying anything was useless. L stared down at Light for a moment. Desire plagued both of their eyes but at the same time, so did fear. L didn't want to hurt him, and Light didn't want to be hurt. The detective bent down into a kiss. A soft one as to say not to worry, everything would be fine. He kissed him once on the nose, almost as if to thank it before bringing Lights's legs up onto his shoulders.

He rubbed their cocks together for a few moments, them both groaning and thrusting together for a moment until his own cock was slightly damp with his own saliva and both of their precum. He let his cock meet against the other man's entrance and hesitated. He looked into Light's eyes and slowly thrust in, going about one third of the way in before stopping because Light winced. Light was seriously trying to relax but was utterly failing. L looked as if waiting didn't bother him at all, though he was sure that he was feeling very needy at this point. But that's how L is, right? As long as he gets what he wants eventually, every step into getting that goal isn't to be taken lightly. Why am I thinking right now? But he realized that the pain had subsided slightly so he nodded shortly. This time, L got three fourths of the way in before Light's body whined against his will, forcing a soft whimper out of him. This seemed to shock L and his eyes grew soft. Suddenly, the silence between them broke. "If it hurts, we should stop. It's not so important for you to-- OH!" Light, had somehow forced his body to squish against L by lowering his legs, making L fall on them. It had been on purpose, and it hurt like hell, but at the same time they both groaned in pleasure.

"Shut up." Light growled, feeling suddenly uncomfortable with this quite large object in his rectum just sitting there. "And move."

L gulped, this time it was indeed heard by Light, but did as he was told, slightly thrusting and inch in and out slowly for now. The lengths of the thrusts grew every time by half an inch or so but he kept a steady, slow, pace. Suddenly the man he was fucking was sweating and scratching rather painfully into his back. He took that as a sign for more. He pulled almost all the way out slowly until a scratch repeated itself exactly in the same spot and he was filled with a swirl of pain and pleasure and arched his back on accident, slamming into Light. Light mewled blissfully and L took this opportunity to thrust deeply into him several times. Somewhere between the third and fourth calculated thrust deep into Light, Light's legs fell to L's sides and in the middle of it, legs in the air, L hit Light's a-spot. "L!" He screamed thoughtlessly. L smiled. Light's legs had fallen to the bed, as originally planned but suddenly Light seemed to want the action to reoccur so he wrapped them around L's hips. A few thrusts later, L was able to repeat it and Light cried out hopelessly, hands flying to L's hair and forcing him into a deep, probing kiss.

L hit it again and he immediately gasped into the kiss, wretchedly unnecessary tears building up in his eyes. He was shuddering. Kissed him once more as he threw himself into the boy, missing the prostate on the way in but hitting it on the way back. Shuddering froze, his whole body froze as he came forcefully onto L's stomach. A half groan, half loss of breath gurgled out of his mouth as he finished riding his orgasm and L thrust into him one more time, the pain suddenly coming back. L saw this and pulled out, rubbing himself onto Light's leg for a moment and coming to his own 'little death' onto Light's genitalia. He sighed, which Light noticed was much more graceful than his own sounds he had made, as he reached the end of his passion and fell, shaking slightly, to Light's side. Laying on his side, he grabbed Light forcefully into his grasp.

"You're nice." Was all the genius self proclaimed demigod could manage before they both fell asleep, their bodies soiled with each others seed.

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Fufa's Notes:

"You're nice." Was the first thing I said after the first sex session my g-spot was hit. XD

Sorry, not very angry of sex. But hey, I finally got to the sex!!! I switched it up. At first, the end of the story was going to be that they have sex and Light was all like 'Well, you are definitely a guy.' and L was going to say something about Adam's Apples (thus the name of the fanfic) but I've decided that we should find out what happens about the Death Note, yes? And don't worry, I'm fairly sure that there will be angry sex sooner or later.

I mean, we're talking about L and Light here...

BTW - The title to this chapter has nothing to do with 'fruit' as in gay. o_O

Oh, and one more thing... Never use Windex on an LSD monitor (or laptop screen). Not good. If you do... Wipe it off with a damp towel immediately and repeatedly. o_O I almost fucked up my laptop. A corner is brighter than the rest of it now (I actually think the rest is tinted darker, not the other way around) but its evening out now at least.