Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme

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* Comment anonymously with a kinkfic request. All requests must contain a character or pairing/threesome/moresome (any combination of guys/girls/shinigami/whatever are OK, crossovers are fine too), and at least one kink. If you need inspiration, check out this huge list of kinks by eliade.

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So that he would remember

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Yagami Raito was back home. He was holding a thin package in his hand and headed straight to his room. He opened the door, closed the door, locked the door. After he had made sure the door really was locked, he sat on his bed and opened the package. He seemed to be holding a magazine in his hands. He lay on his bed and opened the magazine.

L zoomed in. Raito was currently focused on a full spread picture of a girl with huge breasts covered with only a bikini.

“I would have never thought my son would read something like that,” said Mr. Yagami.

“It’s normal for a 17-year-old boy,” responded L.

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Raito was browsing through the magazine and didn’t really pay any attention to the pictures he saw. He was simply waiting for Ryuk to say something to confirm his suspicions.

“I found one,” Ryuk said.

He had known it. This couldn’t have been the Japanese police’s doing. It had to be L. He must have reduced the number of suspects considerably, otherwise they wouldn’t have bothered with surveillance.

Raito was staring at a picture of a flirty faced girl with unseeing eyes. How much did they already suspect him? Maybe L was watching him even now. He probably was.

Suddenly an idea crossed Raito’s mind.

If L wanted to see him do something out of the ordinary, he would show him exactly the opposite.

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Raito moved on to another spread with another picture. His face didn’t really seem that content. Then he turned the page once more and suddenly he looked different. For a moment he seemed to be uncomfortable, he shifted and tapped his fingers on the mattress. His breathing had become noticeably shallow.

“I don’t think it’s appropriate to watch this,” said Mr. Yagami.

“Why not?” asked L. “If your son was Kira, he might just be pretending to make us stop watching.”

“Are you suggesting he knows we’re watching?”

“There is a possibility,” L said.

Raito had flushed a bit. He was moving restlessly. Soon he moved so that he could reach his fly. He was visibly erect.

“I can’t watch this!”

“Do as you wish,” said L.

His eyes were fixed on the screen and he was slowly nibbling his thumb. Mr. Yagami hesitated for a moment, but when his son started pulling his trousers down, he left in a hurry.

L didn’t stop watching, when Raito took hold of his erection and started pulling it sharply. L hardly blinked when Raito moaned almost inaudibly. His hips were bucking into his fist, and his hair had already glued to the sweaty forehead.

As Raito’s pants were getting louder, L suddenly realized he felt different than before. It took him a moment to notice a hard bulge forming in his crotch.

If L was the panicking type, he would have panicked. How could he get aroused from watching another man masturbate? Even though the man in question was undeniably well-formed and good-looking.

L tried to focus on something else completely. His eyes were trailing through Raito’s room. Maybe the whole masturbation scene was put up just to distract him from the obvious clues that could be there somewhere. But no matter how hard he tried to shut out the gasps Raito was making, he couldn’t help his eyes moving back to watch the movement of those beautiful hips.

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