Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme
Welcome to the 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. ( Read more... )
How it works:
* 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. ( Read more... )
And in his narcissistic mind, what sexier person was there but himself.
His bedroom ceiling was a mirror.
He smiled up at the gorgeous reflection, silk sheets gathered around his waist. God he was beautiful.
One hand, nails painted sinful black, traced across his collarbone, tickled down to a nipple, circled it. The little tease, always did just enough to drive him insane.
The two pink nubs hardened, the bar of platinum that was pierced through one suddenly felt ice cold. He tugged it and allowed himself a low grunt of pleasure at the twinge of pain.
His free hand stroked maddening circles on his perfectly flat stomach. The perfectly groomed trail of blonde hairs stood on end. God, yes.
The sheet was kicked away as one hand worked his nipples, pinching and tugging then gently stroking the pain away until he ached for more. The other spread exploratory fingers over that stomach, down to…
Mello grinned icily and admired himself. He waxed down there; he liked the effect it had of making his already large endowment look bigger still. Not that he’d let anyone else look at or touch it, that would be an affront to perfection.
Dark peach skin tensed and tightened, stiffening as blood cells engorged. He played his own nerves like a piano, teasingly letting his hand reach just close enough for the tip of a nail to graze the base of his member, then drawing back until he whined and his body hummed with desperation.
With a groan he reached to the bedside table, and drew out the one object he would allow to touch the perfection that was his body. Eight inches long, remote operated and with diamonds on the controller, fuck, yes.
A quick application of chocolate scented lubricant, he spread his long, muscular legs, positioned…
The pain and pleasure was exquisite. His chest arched off the bed and his cock twitched angrily. He drove it inwards until he felt the familiar brush of tip against that certain bundle of nerve endings.
Panting, he grinned up at his mirror image. Yes, he liked that, the little bitch.
One hand grasped the control. He was always in control.
A press of a diamond-studded button and…
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It was all so magnificent. The smell of chocolate, the feel of silk sticking to his sweat-lined back, the intensity of the expensive toy buzzing against his nerves, the way his cock stood to attention and begged for release.
He only had to let his hand pump himself once. That was how good he was.
He arched; his vision went pure white.
Mello screamed.
No matter how hard he tried, he'd never yet managed to keep his eyes open to watch what the personification of sex on his ceiling looked like when he came.
He could have a lot of fun trying though.
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I think my favourite bit is Mello passing off his premature ejaculation as evidence of his studliness.
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REALLY enjoyed. :3 Nice job!!!
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Very hot and actually rather adorable ♥ Nice work.
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