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... )
Misa sighed sweetly as she felt Light’s lips upon her: lush, full, soft, and damp. As his lips left hers, they moved along her cheek, down to her neck, blowing gently against her skin. And his tongue, his tongue was barely touching her collarbone, making the blood shiver in her veins. Misa suddenly became aware of just how aroused she was, shifting her hips and thighs a bit at the delightful discomfort of moisture between her thighs. Beginning to regain her senses, she finally reciprocated, clinging to him possessively.
“Light... god, I never imagined... I mean, I’d dreamed about us... together...” She held back a moan as his mouth and hands wandered her body, slipping beneath her clothing; words were still difficult. “I thought I would need to... I never thought you’d be so... oh god, Light...”
Light returned to face her again, still stroking her back. He grinned. “I suppose, over the past few days, things have been going my way... well, what can I say? I’m feeling lucky.”
Misa giggled, biting her lip. “So...” she whispered. “What next?”
He ran his index finger through her hair. “...What ‘certain things’ did you say you were good at?”
Misa’s eyes lit up. “Oh... that...” She reached her hand down and softly clutched between his legs. She blinked - earlier, she’d felt him pressing against her thigh, and thought for sure he was already completely hard. But now that she was able to feel him in more detail with her hand, she realized he was only part of the way there. Her face flushed as she felt him react to her touch, twitching gently against her palm, coming to full attention. “Is... is that...”
The grin she received as response was the perhaps the most smug she’d seen from him. “Yes?”
Misa could almost feel a cold sweat coming on. He’d already surpassed her most farfetched fantasies, and she’d barely gone anywhere with him. The images of what was yet to come were overwhelmingly arousing - perhaps even a bit intimidating. “...Light, you’re huge.”
It would have been in poor taste, Light knew, to have thrown a confident ‘I know’ back at her, though it was hard not to. Instead, he responded with his usual playfully intelligent-sounding false modesty - “well, I suppose a bit above the mean, yes” - for some reason, girls seemed to love that. He reckoned it was because it was cute to them, or perhaps because the accessible terminology made them feel like they’d at last understood something from a genius’ lips, that they felt closer to his level (though surely, surely they were not) and it turned them on. Whatever it was, it always worked, and Misa was no exception.
“A bit?” She giggled.
“Yes, quite,” Light conceded. “But don’t let me distract you; I believe you were about to...?”
Her smoking, half-lidded eyes caught him off guard. There was a certain determination in her gaze as she lowered herself to her knees, her eyes never leaving his until she reached her goal... a kind of determination he hadn’t encountered before, as most girls he’d been with remained stunned and spellbound and essentially incapable of comprehending most of what was going on except to softly whimper ‘more.’ And it pleased him, to see someone finally taking an active stance (active, but never in control, naturally) in furthering physical intimacy. She was not simply drawn to him blindly. The fact that his presence instilled this sort of aggressive passion within her, passion like a thing possessed, and possessed by him... yes, he concluded, this was preferable.
Misa took his now-exposed length into her hands and smiled sheepishly. “I... well, I hope I can still do this as well as I have... after all, I didn’t really have this much to work with...”
Light placed his hand on the back of her head, not at all forcefully, but in every way invitingly. “I have faith in you, Misa.”
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Light cleared his throat, momentarily taken aback. His eyes gleamed as he watched her. “N-nn... you weren’t kidding, Misa.” It was true; her mouth and lips were tiny, and he had not expected it to be quite as good as she’d made it out to be. But it was more than that. Her tongue was so deft... he moaned quietly as he realized all of the advantages to keeping her as his accomplice. His partner in bringing justice to the world, his tiny little doll... tiny, he thought to himself, and if her little mouth enveloped him this snugly, he could only imagine...
“M-Misa... let’s keep going. Lay down.”
Misa’s eyes shone anxiously. “Did I do something wrong? Was it not good?”
Light shook his head immediately. “No, no, it’s...” He couldn’t bring himself to admit how badly he wanted her. It was easier to lie. “...I just want to show you how much I love you.”
So what if it was a lie? Misa knew in the back of her mind that Light accepted her for purely functional reasons, but she did not care. Even it if was less than sincere, the fact that he would do this for her, that he did in fact want to spend that kind of time with her was beautiful enough, and her eyes welled up with tears of bliss.
She gently laid her body down for him the bed, almost as if it were an offering. “Light... I love you too. So much.”
At least it feels like love... all I really want to do is feel...
Light reached to the nightstand where he’d left his wallet and pulled out a condom. Removing the rest of his clothing, he put it on, Misa watching in awe the entire time. He crawled above her, caressing her gently as she shifted to ease the removal of her clothing; it was clear that she would absolutely need to be fully relaxed for this, so he did everything he could to soothe her - partly because he wasn’t sure himself how much longer he was willing to wait. Not to mention, it was always fun to put on a bit of a show. After he removed her bra, he gnawed gently at the skin of her breast.
She let out a moan that sounded almost as if she were stretching after just having woken up, but desperate and needy. She pulled him closer so that their bodies were flush against each other, and Light was taken aback by the sheer need that she was displaying. It was almost as if she knew exactly what to do, exactly where to guide him, despite her lack of experience, it was pure instinct... almost as if she were born to pleasure him. The thought sent fiery chills shuddering through him, and he pressed his length against her sex.
“Are you ready? I’ll be gentle, to start.”
“Yes... nn--!!”
Light whispered against her ear, his breath trembling. “Shh, shhh... relax...”
Misa gasped loudly and felt a slight twinge of pain in a place her senses barely knew existed as he eased further into her, and she knew that she’d been torn; but it wasn’t all that unpleasant. In fact, it was quite the opposite. By the time he’d gotten as far in as he could, her eyes were half-lidded with pure euphoria, overwhelmed with the fullness of him inside of her, stretching her, his thickness making her feel that any slight movement might tear her in two, and that all that could possibly come from it all was pure ecstasy, and so she goaded him further.
“Fuck me, Light.”
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“Yes, Light. Fuck me with your hot, hard cock.”
Light could feel flush overtake every inch of his skin.
This girl...
Light began moving more quickly inside of her. “You... want it a little rough?”
Misa raised her hips as much as she could. “Yeah, Light... fuck me hard, I want all of you inside me...”
Light looked down at the spot where they were connected, and he was only about three quarters of the way in. He grinned. “You’re going to have to turn over for that.”
He barely had to move out of the way as Misa deftly removed herself to lie on her stomach. She reached behind her to grab his cock and place it where it was just before. She looked over her shoulder seductively, looking deep into his eyes and licking her lips. “Give it to me.”
Light responded with an entranced, sensuous grunt, and thrust himself at full force, nearly causing her to scream. He was at last fully buried within her. Lying atop her back, he reached his arms around her and clutched at her breasts, massaging them as he panted into her ear.
Misa groaned. “God, say something, Light, tell me how I feel for you...”
“Tight...” he breathed. “So tight... fuck, it’s good...”
“You’re so thick...”
Light was amazed. He was entertained as usual by his natural ability to drive a girl out of her mind with lust, but he had not anticipated that this would feel quite as good as it did. He thrust his hips in luscious, rolling, undulating movements, giving an extra quick push just before each time he had reached the deepest spot.
“So deep, Light... god, keep doing that, your cock is so incredible...”
Light gasped as she clenched herself around him, all but trapping his girth inside of her. Exhaling against her ear and giving it a swift, wet lick, he reached down to touch her warmth with his fingers. Clasping her breast with one hand, he began to move his fingertips in small circles around her clitoris with the other, in perfect rhythm with his hips. “Tell me... when you’re ready...”
Misa whimpered. “Just... just press a little harder-yes!! Ohh, Light...”
With one last assertive press of his finger, Misa shrieked long and loud, repeating his name over and over, and he felt her tighten around him as she reached her orgasm. His breath left him at the feel of it all, and he found himself growling her name through his teeth just before he threw his head back and yelled in wild, uninhibited release, his hips twitching forward as he reached completion.
Light pulled himself out and tossed the condom in the trash. He touched her shoulder as a cue for her to turn and face him. And she did, breathlessly, her makeup smudged around her eyes. Light looked down at her with wide-eyed, devilish grin.
Misa’s eyes regained focus and she blushed, giggling cutely as she saw the look of pure satisfaction on Light’s face. “Light, that was the best first time any girl could ever ask for.”
His grin spread wider; he preferred not to directly say that she was the best he’d had, or that he’d felt a warm rush of fondness just then for the feisty yet delicate creature beneath him. And her strong will still belonged to him... yes, she would make the perfect goddess for the great Kira. Kira, who would surely come out a victor in a short time... everything was falling perfectly into place. He leaned forward to whisper in her ear one last time.
“You’re a keeper.”
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He just likes to rationalize any human emotions by finding some non-human reasons for them. Like desperately trying to find a way to let Sayu live during that whole fiasco; in the manga Ryuuk is like "oh, so you DO care about your sister, don't you" and Light is all like "psh it works better for me this way anyway, because my plan blah blah blah. cough."
I'm certain he had similar feelings about keeping Misa around. Just that they also involve sex.
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And I'm still lol'ing at "a bit above the mean" :D
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