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... )
Shouldn’t have been so stupid to think that Raito didn’t notice everything but Matsuda hoped, he did hope because all he had was hope now. Hoped that Raito didn’t analyse his every move, hoped Raito didn’t know everything, hoped Raito didn’t know how they hurt him …
Ide’s always the most gentle. He can’t make it nice of course, because Raito is always watching but he always tries not to hurt him, always tries to make it enjoyable. Sometimes, he even dares touch Matsuda, strokes his back and hips lightly with soft fingertips. But it can’t make up for the fact that Matsuda just wants to be left alone, that he’s being forced, that he doesn’t want this sex.
He loathes himself every time he comes from any of it. Every time he feels himself get hard from the stimulation, he wants to be sick, wants to scream. He hates this, why does his body have to do this to him? Why does he find himself arching and occasionally rubbing and whimpering and wanting? It’s so fucking sick. And Raito knows and he watches and sometimes when Matsuda’s desperately hard and trying not to be, Raito tilts his head up to his face and all Matsuda can see is that beautiful mouth and those eyes and his body twitches and always betrays him …
“It’s a shame about my father, isn’t it, Matsuda-san? I think he’d have enjoyed doing this to you. You’d have enjoyed that, wouldn’t you? After all, didn’t you used to try to get him to fuck you?”
“No! No, never, never, he was wonderful, I never wanted … ”
“Liar.”
Sometimes, Raito lets others come in and play after the investigation team. Matsuda doesn’t always know who they are. He hates that worse than the team because this is just Raito making him into a whore and it’s sick and he hates it, he hates Raito so much …
Only he doesn’t.
“Don’t cry Matsuda-san. Shhhhh, there’s no need to cry. I’m here. Look at me. That’s it, look at me. I’ll take care of you … ”
And Raito will stroke the tears from Matsuda’s face and sometimes even kiss him, soft, tender kisses that make Matsuda respond without wanting to. Raito’s fingers will run through his hair, stroke the back of his neck, run over his aching shoulders and it would be so easy, so easy …
“Just say that you love me, Matsuda. Just say it. You know that I can make this all stop. Do you think I like hurting you? Just say it … ”
But he won’t say it because then he would be the first to give up and Matsuda can’t, he can’t be first. He has to stay strong. So he bites his tongue and he refuses to beg Lord Kira to help him, refuses to love him, refuses to surrender.
“Goodnight Matsuda-san. Every day is another day, isn’t it? I’ll see you tomorrow.”
Yes.
Every day is another day.
Matsuda doesn’t know how many more days he can take.
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And it was hot.
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