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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Big Screens [Part 8]

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Light laughed. It was a Kira laugh, completely uninhibited. And then, he pulled himself together enough that he felt sure he could fuck Matsuda as long as he wanted without the experience ending too early with premature ejaculation. It would be difficult, he was horny as hell and so close already, but he could do it, he was in control.

And then, Light grabbed Matsuda's hips as if they were handles and began to fuck him with deep, hard, slow strokes. Matsuda was moaning and panting and touching himself as Light continued to shove in over and over with a sure, measured rhythm, but Light could care less what Matsuda was doing. This, this was what he'd been craving the entire time since his memories had flooded back into his brain. He needed stimulation, and release, and an acknowledgement of his status as the master, the dominant one, the guy who could out-think and out-charm all the others. He barely even needed the death note. So much of what he'd accomplished on his rise to glory had been due to words alone.

Light knew his strengths, he knew his advantages. L didn't have a pretty face, or a charming manner, and L was used to working alone, not in a group. L hadn't realized that Light would win over all of L's underlings, slowly erode the foundation out from under L, and discredit L's theories. Light had been on the winning side ever since L had been forced to let both Kira suspects out of their holding cells. Since then, it had only been one victory after another, Light gradually conquering a helpless L. The process was relentless and inevitable, and almost complete.

Divide and conquer. It was simple, and L was stupid, or completely maladapted socially, to not see it coming, to not realize that allowing Kira direct access to the task force would result in task force members being corrupted and then converted to Kira's side, without even knowing they were on Kira's side. L won a few battles, but he had lost the war by losing his soldiers, while Light only gained more soldiers to his cause over time: Misa, Rem, and now the task force itself. Seducing Matsuda and fucking him was a symbol of what had been happening all along, a pinnacle of Light's subversive influence, winning over everyone to his side and leaving L cornered, helpless, alone.

Light could feel sweat running down his face. He didn't usually let himself get this undone, to actually sweat, but it was worth it. He just kept pushing into Matsuda, each stroke a delicious pleasure, wet sucking friction, feeding the rising frenzy within him. And, Light was talking dirty, a constant stream of low words spilling from his mouth without thought or much comprehension, telling Matsuda how good it was, how it felt inside him, so hot and slippery and he should squeeze with his internal muscles, yes, just like that, he was a fuck toy, Light was using him to get off, to get his release, and he needed it badly.

Light felt the excitement rising within him, that inevitable pressure at the base of his penis, and he was becoming undone, gloriously unraveling inside, letting himself feel like never before, slamming hard and rough into Matsuda's tight heat with a keen urgency and a total disregard for anything Matsuda might be feeling. Light was laughing now again, and no longer aware of what he was saying even though he was shouting loudly, nearly a scream, and the entire experience was at once the best sex he'd ever had in his life and a culmination of his victory as Kira.