Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme
Welcome to the Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme!
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... )
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... )
“Matt,” Mello interrupted.
“Are you hungry? You can eat and I’ll give you a foot massage and maybe-”
“Matt!” Finally he stilled. Mello smiled carefully, moving in for a kiss. “I’m fine. I’m not suddenly crippled or an invalid because you can feel the baby moving around. It’s been doing that this whole time…it’s just that we can actually feel it now.”
That was all it took. He sat heavily on the bed. “Our baby,” He murmured. He didn’t know anything about the future. How they would live, how they would take care of their child. What would it look like? Mello’s pale hair or her dark eyes? Would it be as easy going as its father or driven like its mother? Would it be a boy or a girl?
Mello sat next to him. “Our baby,” She agreed fondly. “There is something you can help me with though. And that was when Matt realized she’d taken off her panties.
He let Mello guide him between her legs, shifting on her back until she finally found a comfortable position. He slid a pillow underneath her hips, massaging the side of her thigh until she groaned. But Mello being Mello used the heel of her left foot to shove him forward.
Matt traced his tongue over her outer folds, moving from her already wet entrance up to the spattering of golden curls. She shifted restlessly, obviously demanding more.
Mello tasted different now, had since her pregnancy started showing. Matt was intoxicated by it, parting her with his fingers to dip his tongue inside. He teased the slick walls of muscle, moving in a circle before thrusting his tongue in and out.
“Tease,” Mello moaned, one hand gripping the headboard. “Hurry up, Matt. Fuck me like you mean it.”
Matt reluctantly moved up, licking with the flat of his tongue to the bundle of nerves that was the source of her pleasure. He touched it with just the tip, flicking rapidly back and forth against her clit. Her cries made him hard so fast he thought he might black out but he didn’t let up, fingers teasing her outer labia. There was almost a puddle of juices beneath her and he groaned in satisfaction that he could get her that turned on.
Fingers slid insider her pussy and she bucked into his mouth. He could easily fit three, moving them cautiously at first and then more deeply as she gasped encouragement. All the while he toyed with her clit, barely touching it at one pass of his tongue only to scrape almost roughly against it with the next. She was trembling, her hips trying to follow his movements, trying to get more.
“God-fucking-damn it Matt!” She cried when he once again failed to touch her in the right place. Her hips jerked, impaling herself more deeply on his fingers and clenching around them. “Please baby. Please, I need it.”
It was another strange side effect of the pregnancy. Mello didn’t ask. Mello didn’t beg. Mello demanded and expected to be obeyed. But maybe she’d realized he wouldn’t deny her anything. Not going out at four in the morning in a snowstorm for ice-cream and definitely not making her come.
He fastened his lips over her clit, sucking on it lightly while his fingers curved up, pushing against the rough texture at the top of her vagina with each pass. She was twitching, gasping, arching, trying to push herself over the edge.
Finally with his other hand he reached up, seeking the hollow of her pelvis to hold her down. Except where normally her stomach moved in there was a bump. Matt was almost startled. Their child. Growing inside the woman his fingers were buried in.
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It was a full minute before Mello’s body relaxed beneath him and she gently guided his face up from between her legs. She smiled, looking dazed, her finger tracing around his lips and collecting some of herself before she pulled him up for a kiss.
“Mmm,” She purred contently. She was making an effort to wrap herself around him and Matt felt almost selfish for only thinking of how hard he was. But the wicked smile now on her lips told him she knew exactly how desperate he was. “The foot massage you offered sounds great,” She told him, running her fingers through his hair.
Matt’s heart sank a little, even though he was already wondering what lotion he should use.
“But first,” Mello added. “I think you deserve a little treat.”
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Just !
<3
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