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Title: Hormones
Recipient's name: The whole community!
Rating: R/NC-17
Pairing(s): LightxL
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note or any of the associated characters.
Warnings: Genius dorkiness and boy sex. After reading this you may never see L's sweets the same way again.
Hormones
"…Ryuuzaki." Light looked at L. "May I ask what you are doing?"
"Hm?" L looked up from his current choice of dessert. "I am eating cake."
"I can see that," sighed Light. "But what are those… images… you are drawing on it?"
"Huh?" L looked down at where he was using the end of his spoon to trace patterns on the layer of whipped cream covering his cake. "This? It's a penis. I would think you have seen one before."
"…That's not what I meant." Light resisted the urge to hide his face in his hands. "Why exactly are you drawing miniature penises on your cake?"
"Well…" L looked at him again and shrugged. "Logically, my hormones are acting up."
"No kidding." Light couldn't help but smirk a little. Even the great L was, on some level at least, mere human. "So… are you now going to eat that cake?"
"Why not?" Blinking, L turned the spoon around in his hand, sinking it into the cake. Cutting off half of one of the little penises, he put it into his mouth. Chewing, he then swallowed and shrugged again. "Didn't make a difference in taste."
"I would be surprised if it did." Light looked at the surviving images. "It is interesting, you know, Ryuuzaki," he commented.
"What is?" L looked at him questioningly.
"The only time I have ever seen you show interest in anyone, it was Misa." Gesturing at the cake, Light continued, "Yet when your hormones 'act up,' you draw penises."
"And?" L tilted his head. "What of it?"
"Well, why not more… feminine parts?"
"Really, now, Light-kun." Ryuuzaki ate another spoonful. "Just because I find her cute doesn't mean I am primarily heterosexual."
"So you aren't?"
"No." L looked at him with his most unnerving gaze. "Does that bother you?"
"Why would it?" Light shrugged. "It would be rather irrational of me, given that I consider myself bisexual."
"Really, now." A stab of the spoon divided another little penis. Surprisingly, though, L didn't put it in his own mouth; instead, he reached the spoon towards Light. "Try it."
"Huh?" Light looked questioningly at the supposed genius. "Ryuuzaki, what are you…" Taking advantage of his opened mouth, Ryuuzaki pushed the spoon in. Having no choice, Light quickly chewed the cake and swallowed. "Ryuuzaki. Explain."
L smiled in a slightly unnerving way. "You ate it." He sounded rather satisfied with himself for some reason. "You ate my penis."
Light blinked at the choice of words, then sighed. "Gods, Ryuuzaki. Such schoolboy jokes should be beneath your IQ."
"Sense of humour is one of the things separating people from animals." L tilted his head to the side. "What did my penis taste like?"
"…Cake." Light sighed, closing his eyes. "It was cake, Ryuuzaki. What else would it taste like?"
L blinked. "You're right." Then, after a pause, he added, "Would you like to try the real one?"
"What?" Light's eyes flew open. "Your real penis?"
"Why not?" L set the cake plate on the nearby table, looking at Light intensely. "It'd get rid of the hormones getting in the way of my rational thinking. Of course, I would return the favour."
"…Are you actually serious?" Light blinked. Now, this was definitely not expected…
"As I said, why not? We're both intelligent, logical men. We should be able to separate the need to satisfy our hormonal urges from other manners of social interaction." L's gaze was unblinking, now, as though he were trying to stare Light down to make him agree.
"…You are a strange man, aren't you, Ryuuzaki."
"Perhaps so." Suddenly Ryuuzaki was quite a lot closer, and then his hands were somewhere they did not belong, and then Light found his pants being opened while Ryuuzaki knelt down in front of his chair and he couldn't even protest. Before he had found a way to articulate his disagreement, there was a hand fishing his penis out of his boxers, and then a lick at its tip.
"Ryuuzaki," said Light, grasping tight on the arms of his chair, and then nothing else, because he didn't know what to say and wasn't even entirely sure if he wanted to say anything. Not that L paid any mind, anyway, continuing with his self-appointed task meticulously as ever.
Now, Light might have been something of a genius, himself, but he was still also a teenage boy with a teenage boy's hormones, and he couldn't really help but get excited at the work L's tongue did on him. Moaning as his erect shaft was taken into a warm mouth, he could barely resist the urge to sink his hand into L's shaggy hair.
Feeling himself approach the edge, Light groaned, "Ryuuzaki… I'm going to…" His eyes widened as the other wasn't pulling away, instead continuing to suck and lick at his penis even as he climaxed. As Light finally relaxed, L sat back, licking his lips like a satisfied cat.
"See? Relieving the hormones frees brain capacity for rational thinking."
Light wasn't too sure about that, considering his currently less than clear thought process. However, he did have enough of a presence of mind that when L resumed his seat on the other chair, Light approached him in turn. It was only fair, after all.
L's jeans were fairly easy to open, and Light wasn't entirely surprised to find him already half-erect. Though he had little experience with such things, he gave L's penis a tentative lick, uncomfortably aware of the intense stare directed at him from above.
He was hardly a master, and the task wasn't the most appealing one ever even if he didn't find it entirely unpleasant, either, but somehow he still managed to bring L to an orgasm as well. He did not swallow the result, thank you very much, but he was still aware of a rather smug smirk on his face as he stood up, looking at L and his come-stained jeans.
"Thinking any better?" he asked, actually half curious as to how true L's words would hold.
The detective tilted his head to the side a bit. "Indeed," he said, picking up his cake plate again, apparently in no hurry to clean himself up. Gods only know what would happen if anyone else came to check on them. "Thank you, Light-kun. That was most pleasant."
"Well. Hormones can't be helped, sometimes." Light rolled his eyes. L was most likely older than him, yet he certainly didn't consider himself such a slave to sexual urges…
"…So?" L licked his spoon in a manner that could only be seen as provocative, considering how reminiscent it was of the licks he'd just moments ago placed on Light's skin. "What was it like? My penis?"
Sighing, Light rubbed his temples. There was a headache coming, he was sure. "…It didn't taste like cake."
"…Ah. A pity."
"…You don't really believe in 'you are what you eat,' do you?"
"…Did it taste like sugar, then?"
Recipient's name: The whole community!
Rating: R/NC-17
Pairing(s): LightxL
Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note or any of the associated characters.
Warnings: Genius dorkiness and boy sex. After reading this you may never see L's sweets the same way again.
Hormones
"…Ryuuzaki." Light looked at L. "May I ask what you are doing?"
"Hm?" L looked up from his current choice of dessert. "I am eating cake."
"I can see that," sighed Light. "But what are those… images… you are drawing on it?"
"Huh?" L looked down at where he was using the end of his spoon to trace patterns on the layer of whipped cream covering his cake. "This? It's a penis. I would think you have seen one before."
"…That's not what I meant." Light resisted the urge to hide his face in his hands. "Why exactly are you drawing miniature penises on your cake?"
"Well…" L looked at him again and shrugged. "Logically, my hormones are acting up."
"No kidding." Light couldn't help but smirk a little. Even the great L was, on some level at least, mere human. "So… are you now going to eat that cake?"
"Why not?" Blinking, L turned the spoon around in his hand, sinking it into the cake. Cutting off half of one of the little penises, he put it into his mouth. Chewing, he then swallowed and shrugged again. "Didn't make a difference in taste."
"I would be surprised if it did." Light looked at the surviving images. "It is interesting, you know, Ryuuzaki," he commented.
"What is?" L looked at him questioningly.
"The only time I have ever seen you show interest in anyone, it was Misa." Gesturing at the cake, Light continued, "Yet when your hormones 'act up,' you draw penises."
"And?" L tilted his head. "What of it?"
"Well, why not more… feminine parts?"
"Really, now, Light-kun." Ryuuzaki ate another spoonful. "Just because I find her cute doesn't mean I am primarily heterosexual."
"So you aren't?"
"No." L looked at him with his most unnerving gaze. "Does that bother you?"
"Why would it?" Light shrugged. "It would be rather irrational of me, given that I consider myself bisexual."
"Really, now." A stab of the spoon divided another little penis. Surprisingly, though, L didn't put it in his own mouth; instead, he reached the spoon towards Light. "Try it."
"Huh?" Light looked questioningly at the supposed genius. "Ryuuzaki, what are you…" Taking advantage of his opened mouth, Ryuuzaki pushed the spoon in. Having no choice, Light quickly chewed the cake and swallowed. "Ryuuzaki. Explain."
L smiled in a slightly unnerving way. "You ate it." He sounded rather satisfied with himself for some reason. "You ate my penis."
Light blinked at the choice of words, then sighed. "Gods, Ryuuzaki. Such schoolboy jokes should be beneath your IQ."
"Sense of humour is one of the things separating people from animals." L tilted his head to the side. "What did my penis taste like?"
"…Cake." Light sighed, closing his eyes. "It was cake, Ryuuzaki. What else would it taste like?"
L blinked. "You're right." Then, after a pause, he added, "Would you like to try the real one?"
"What?" Light's eyes flew open. "Your real penis?"
"Why not?" L set the cake plate on the nearby table, looking at Light intensely. "It'd get rid of the hormones getting in the way of my rational thinking. Of course, I would return the favour."
"…Are you actually serious?" Light blinked. Now, this was definitely not expected…
"As I said, why not? We're both intelligent, logical men. We should be able to separate the need to satisfy our hormonal urges from other manners of social interaction." L's gaze was unblinking, now, as though he were trying to stare Light down to make him agree.
"…You are a strange man, aren't you, Ryuuzaki."
"Perhaps so." Suddenly Ryuuzaki was quite a lot closer, and then his hands were somewhere they did not belong, and then Light found his pants being opened while Ryuuzaki knelt down in front of his chair and he couldn't even protest. Before he had found a way to articulate his disagreement, there was a hand fishing his penis out of his boxers, and then a lick at its tip.
"Ryuuzaki," said Light, grasping tight on the arms of his chair, and then nothing else, because he didn't know what to say and wasn't even entirely sure if he wanted to say anything. Not that L paid any mind, anyway, continuing with his self-appointed task meticulously as ever.
Now, Light might have been something of a genius, himself, but he was still also a teenage boy with a teenage boy's hormones, and he couldn't really help but get excited at the work L's tongue did on him. Moaning as his erect shaft was taken into a warm mouth, he could barely resist the urge to sink his hand into L's shaggy hair.
Feeling himself approach the edge, Light groaned, "Ryuuzaki… I'm going to…" His eyes widened as the other wasn't pulling away, instead continuing to suck and lick at his penis even as he climaxed. As Light finally relaxed, L sat back, licking his lips like a satisfied cat.
"See? Relieving the hormones frees brain capacity for rational thinking."
Light wasn't too sure about that, considering his currently less than clear thought process. However, he did have enough of a presence of mind that when L resumed his seat on the other chair, Light approached him in turn. It was only fair, after all.
L's jeans were fairly easy to open, and Light wasn't entirely surprised to find him already half-erect. Though he had little experience with such things, he gave L's penis a tentative lick, uncomfortably aware of the intense stare directed at him from above.
He was hardly a master, and the task wasn't the most appealing one ever even if he didn't find it entirely unpleasant, either, but somehow he still managed to bring L to an orgasm as well. He did not swallow the result, thank you very much, but he was still aware of a rather smug smirk on his face as he stood up, looking at L and his come-stained jeans.
"Thinking any better?" he asked, actually half curious as to how true L's words would hold.
The detective tilted his head to the side a bit. "Indeed," he said, picking up his cake plate again, apparently in no hurry to clean himself up. Gods only know what would happen if anyone else came to check on them. "Thank you, Light-kun. That was most pleasant."
"Well. Hormones can't be helped, sometimes." Light rolled his eyes. L was most likely older than him, yet he certainly didn't consider himself such a slave to sexual urges…
"…So?" L licked his spoon in a manner that could only be seen as provocative, considering how reminiscent it was of the licks he'd just moments ago placed on Light's skin. "What was it like? My penis?"
Sighing, Light rubbed his temples. There was a headache coming, he was sure. "…It didn't taste like cake."
"…Ah. A pity."
"…You don't really believe in 'you are what you eat,' do you?"
"…Did it taste like sugar, then?"