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... )
The course texture of the cloth that was currently in use as a blindfold only heightened his senses. The cool breeze caressing naked flesh his only other form of external stimulation. His cock strained demanding the release that was denied it by the leather ring around the base. Matt was a kinky little bitch, but Mello was the creative one of the couple. Each night he never ceased to arouse and surprise his little fuck toy. Absolute obedience was a must as was trust…trust that limits would be met but never broken.
Matt’s muscles ached from having held his position for so long. The pain spread in a slow deep burn, although it did little to decrease the pleasure wrought by the custom glass beads that Mello had stuffed in his ass. Said beads were now being pulled out with deliberate slowness, so as to ensure that each one caressed the bundle of nerves, making him scream...beg for release.
A large dildo, no doubt the black one, based on the size, replaced them. A fast hard pace was set, each thrust threatening to send him toppling forward. No words were uttered by the master, but his breath was harsh, as his fingers deftly reached around and removed the cock ring. Matt knew from experience that the simple act did not grant him permission to cum. No, in fact the opposite was expected of him: his own self control was now being tested, even as the pace at which the hard plastic phallus was fucking him changed.
The feel of leather gloved hands gripping his hair, forcing his head to bend back took Matt by surprise, as he was still being fucked from behind. Ah, Mello had brought a third party into the game tonight. No doubt it that it was a mafia underling, a low one on the food chain who will be found with a neat little hole between his eyes come dawn. There could never be a witness to their depravity, nor could another who laid hands upon the gamer be allowed to live. Even if it was Mello who suggested for the person to join them.
“Open your mouth slut.” The command was issued in a breathy tone that betrayed the blond’s arousal.
Ever the good little puppy, Matt did as told without question or delay. He gagged on reflex as the taste of a latex covered cock greeted the awaiting tongue. Score another point in the surprise department for Mello: it seemed as if two underlings had been invited tonight, as Mello rarely used condoms with Matt. Without needing to be told to, Matt went to work, his tongue lapping and teeth gently dragging along the covered flesh before he closed his mouth around the base and sucked. A creak of leather came from his side, telling him that Mello was close and watching, no doubt stroking his own hardness at the sight of his lover being filled and fucked at both ends.
The thrusts of the man fucking his face became harder and jerky as Matt’s skilled mouth brought him closer to climax. Another creak of leather and the coolness of a switchblade against the flesh of wrists and Matt’s bonds were sliced through.
“Touch your self. Show me how much you love being used, fucked by two filthy men. Show us what a cum slut you are.”
Matt complied, his hand moving furiously along his length, thumb brushing against the leaking tip and smearing the fluid around. With a strangled moan the man he was blowing filled the latex with his seed. Matt moaned around the softening member, silently pleading for the dildo to fuck him faster, harder; to send him crashing over the edge. As if he heard his silent pleas, the man did just that, one hand griping Matt’s shoulder to keep him upright, as the other forced the dildo further in, stretching him and filling him as never before. Mello's leather-gloved hand gripped his hair painfully, forcing his mouth away from the cock with a wet plop.
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That was the final stimulation Matt needed. He came hard, his seed splattering the floor. His mind reeled as warm liquid bathed his face, the familiar salty taste letting him know what it was. The acrid smell assaulted his senses, as it dripped down his chin and bathed his chest also. He swallowed a mouthful of the piss, savoring the taste of his master. The ultimate final degradation and humiliation, - it was enough to make him want more, to want this night to never end, to continue being fucked and used. As his mind drifted back to the here and now, Matt realized that Mello had not achieved release. No doubt the sneaky fuck had taped this little party of his to view later.
Matt only hoped that he would be allowed to join him. Who knew, maybe the fiery blond would allow Matt to bend him over a table and use and abuse him. After all, this relationship went both ways.
This actually the first part in what I hope is a series of Mello/Matt kink stories.
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I've been wating to see this kink for a while and I thought noone would write it, as it is dirty and stuff. So thanks a lot for this. I enjoyed it a lot, and I hope I can repay you sometime...somehow.
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