Neck

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bad: morally reprehensible

"Mmm, L-sama is especially on tonight. Pray tell, what is the occasion?"

L chuckled into the soft skin of his lover's neck, causing the boy to moan deliciously out a raspy 'Ooo, L sama...'.

"I have been away so long, I've no time yet to ingage in fornication with my mate. I miss him so much, I simply wish to have him near me."

Light giggled before stopping in embarrassment. He wiggled closer to L, soaking in his dominant mate's heat, his lips curving into an incredibly seductive smile.

"Then perhaps you should get closer," he said sensually, curving a finger in a surprisingly sexy manner (L hadn't been aware of what a turn on Light's curving fingers were), "much, much closer."

He spread his legs and allowed L to settle between them, L sitting on his knees on the inside of his spread thighs and playing sweetly with his male anatomy. Moans delicately emitting from Light's swollen lips, red and plush from all the kissing, he swung his legs around L's torso, as if demanding intercourse.

"Damn L-sama, I missed you too. Now if you'd like, we can make up for the time lost with a little game I like to call sex."

L grinned. As much as he enjoyed that Light had the morals that L himself lacked, he enjoyed better the bad Light who came out in bed, the one who had all those fun little toys and tricks to show L a good time.

"Can we play 'how many times will Light-kun scream my name and tell me I'm a sex god' ?"

"Only if you live up to the nickname."

apron: a small piece of clothing, normal worn during cooking or baking

"L-sama, give it back."

"Hm, let me think about this for a moment. No, I don't think I will."

"L-sama, gimme, it's mine!"

"No please?"

"Please?"

"Ah, no."

"You bastard! Give it back."

"Why? Light-kun should learn to share."

"L, L, L-sama…give, give it back…"

"Oh Light-kun, don't cry. Please don't cry."

"But you're being, so, so, so mean. Why??"

"Here. You may have your apron back."

"Thank you."

"Did Light-kun make this apron?"

"Yes, why?"

"I don't believe that they mass market aprons that say 'Bite the Chef.'"

age: the length of time which a being or thing has existed

L sat on his favorite chair, reading the chronicled history of the rare insects of Norway, when Light came in and sat down on his lap, blocking the book from his view. L became rather cross and asked Light in a rude tone what it exactly was he wanted.

"Oh, I just wanted to know how old you are."

L's eyes widened. He hadn't thought much about his age, the years passing by so quickly. He calculated quickly in his head the dates and other various numbers, coming finally to the number which he relayed to Light;

"150 years of age I suppose."

Light froze and his lips twisted into a frown. He crossed his arms and glared at L.

"You are such a pedo."

L raised an eyebrow.

"I fail to see how I qualify as a pedophile Light-kun."

"When you first met me, do you know how old I was?"

L stared at Light blankly, indicating no he didn't. Light sighed and went on to tell L;

"I was about 17, L-sama. It's been 2 years since then. You were 148. Way over the legal age limit."

L rolled his eyes.

"Is that truly what Light-kun wanted to discuss?"

Light put a finger to his chin and tapped at it, mockingly pretending to be in deep thought.

"Nope," he said before snuggling up to L on the chair, curling his feet up so he was fully burrowed in L's lap, "I guess that's it."

"Well good," L said, putting his arms around Light, "Now we can move on to more important topics."

"Like what?"

"Like having sex, now that we have established that the both of us are of age."

Light grinned up at L, his caramel eyes glimmering with laughter.

"Mm, sometimes you just read my mind."

date: a social appointment

"Hm, the air smells so nice out here."

"Hn." L grunted as he walked forward in the small out door mall, Light hooked on his arm and marveling at the various things that they passed. He regretted agreeing to take the boy out, not because taking Light out was a real hassle (it wasn't), but for the reason that he was very protective of the boy. Great deals of werewolves were out, prowling for mates, or causal partners, and L knew that they would look at Light like a piece of meat, just like the foul canines they were.

L frowned and pulled Light a bit closer. He wasn't taking any sort of chance tonight.

"So, where would Light-kun enjoy dining?' Light tapped his finger to his chin and looked around, contemplating his choices. He pointed at a large, rather ostentatious building with neon red words the read blaringly;

'The Steak Place'

"That place looks good," Light said, "Haven't had a steak in forever."

"I would like to correct Light-kun and remind him that it was not forever ago that he had a steak, it was two weeks. He should be more accurate with his dates."

Light frowned and stuck out his tongue at L, dragging the two of them over to the restaurant. "You are so unromantic L-sama. Geez." L rolled his eyes and opened the door for Light, letting the boy walk in before him while surveying the other guests eating there. Just as he'd feared, more then half of the people were werewolves, an equal amount eyeing Light like the day's special. L walked in and quickly wrapped his arm around Light's waist, growling a bit to show his dominant ownership of Light. Light lied his head back on L's chest when the hostess came over to take them to their seats.

After handing them their menus, the hostess left them to sit at their table in silence, L scoping out the room and Light looking seriously at the menu. Light looked up, annoyed with the fact L was paying very little attention to him, and began to tap his feet loudly to get the vampire's attention. L turned his head sharply and looked at Light, giving him a strained smile. Light knew at once what the problem was.

"If the werewolves are bothering you so much L-sama, why don't we go to a different restaurant?" Light suggested, trying to be helpful. L shook his head.

"I do not want to ruin Light-kun's evening with my paranoia."

Light sighed.

"I wanted to go out tonight to have a relaxing sort of dinner with you, so by your paranoia getting the better of you, you are essentially ruining my evening. There aren't even that many in here, are there?"

L shook his head again and pointed over at a particularly creepy young man, staring shamelessly at Light's butt.

"There are enough to make me nervous for my Light-kun's safety. This is why I do not enjoy allowing you out on your own. I prefer to be there so that I can provide protection. But with this

Light giggled and grinned sweetly at L. He took his hand and gripped L's on top of the table. He cocked his head to the side, his eyes glimmering with mirth.

"Ah, well, if any of them try to hit on me, or kidnap me, I know I'll be just fine."

L looked puzzled.

"Why?"

"Because I have my big, strong, manly vampire boyfriend to beat them all up should they dare touch me."

L grinned and pulled Light across the table to begin kissing him passionately in front of a rather disgusted group of tourists. Light went up for air and stared, cheeks flushed red, breathlessly at L. L smiled lustly and said in a low growl;

"Damn right."

give: to grant to someone

Really, now it was getting to be quite a problem. Light huffed and crossed his arms, a annoyed expression on his face.

"Is that all you think about?"

L turned his head to the side and nodded.

"Yes, I believe it is what I think about for the majority of my day."

Light rolled his eyes and threw himself on the bed, sighing loudly as if this movement caused him great pain and anguish. L got up onto the bed, pulling Light up and cuddling him to his chest.

"Light-kun should stop being so stressed. It is so annoying. It is not as if he has many tasks to do during the day. In fact, I know of a wonderful stress reliever…"

"No!" Light exclaimed. He pushed himself from L's arms and got up to walk over to the wall, where he huffly crossed his arms and leaned up against it.

"Ever since we met, you've wanted to do this and truly I don't want to. It's all you talk about and I'm sick of hearing about it."

L got up and wrapped his arms around the fuming Light, pulling him close to his chest to whisper softly to him.

"Oh, Light-kun. I merely want you to be fully and completely my mate and that can not happen until I perform that act. If Light-kun would simply go along with it, he would find it is not so painful."

"It's not the pain I'm worried about," said Light, rubbing his arms nervously, "It's that, well, that I'll be giving myself up to you, absolutely, submitting completely to you and I don't know if I'm ready for it."

"Ah, so this is a matter of pride. Is Light-kun ashamed to be the submissive mate?"

"No, I just guess that it isn't how I expected to have things happen you know."

"I suppose," L said, stroking Light's back with his thumb, "but Light-kun sees it in a different light than I do. I think that I love Light-kun and that to have hi as my mate is a most wonderful honor. Light-kun is the one who I love and I would hope that he would want to spend the rest of his life with me as I do with him."

Light smiled into L's chest and nodded. He looked up at L, resting his chin on L's left pectoral and said grinning;

"You're lucky you're so sexy. I suppose I have to agree now."

L smiled happily and nodded enthusiastically.

"Yes, Light-kun does."

book: a written or printed work of fiction or non fiction

"What is Light-kun reading?"

"Nothing."

"Let me see it Light-kun."

"No."

"Light-kun."

"Fine, here."

"Dracula! Light-kun you promised!"

"Iknowiknowiknow! I promised I'd never read any of those books because the generalized vampires in a way that bothered you. But L, I wanted to read it, and it is a fairly good book."

"How so? It undermines all that a vampire stands for, and it also portrays us in a very unflattering light, including the appearance. Pray tell, how was that a fairly good book?"

"It was well written?"

"What a horrible excuse. I'm going to burn this book."

"Oh L-sama, you're over reacting."

"I am not."

"Yes you are. Just like when I was reading Twilight."

"That book was a sad excuse for a vampire novel. There wasn't even any blood sucking."

"L-sama."

"What?"

"You're very handsome…"

"Don't even try Light-kun. You are not getting it back."

the end of neck 2

A.N. Ha, I pumped out another one of these. Stick that in your hat (please don't actually try to stick it in you hat).

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