Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme
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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... )
Done in 2 parts because it exceeds the limit of characters in a responde
Those eyes, those wide, haunted eyes penetrated deeper than the average human, Ryuk noticed. Those who have seen death have shadows in their eyes, shadows that you could fall into and lose yourself forever. No, the detective known as L had even deeper shadows than those. They were eyes of death, of pain, and torture. They should have been a shinigami's eyes. And looking into them, Ryuk could not remember the last time he had been excited.
That kid Light had a similar madness to his eyes, and Ryuk saw how they flashed and danced when the two young geniuses looked at each other.
So when are those two gonna fuck already?" Ryuk wondered. It was taking far too long. This was getting ridiculous. Everyone on the Kira case had taken bets on when they would fuck, but so far, there had been no winners. Matsuda had even slipped aphrodisiacs into L's coffee. When that didn't work, he slipped in even more, but all it did was make the detective even more jittery. He spoke of bizarre dreams, dreams about apples, shinigami, and death, which L would ramble on about endlessly. "Shinigami like apples, shinigami like apples," he would murmur. "Light-kun, did you know that shinigami like apples?" To which Light would reply, "Yes, yes I did."
"Well, sorry Light. Doesn't look like you're gonna pound his ass any time soon, so I guess you won't mind if I had a go at him," Ryuk chuckled. He knew it was wrong. It wasn't natural for a shinigami to have such lust and passion for a human. He was breaking all the rules; that's what made it so delicious.
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The shinigami leaned in close over L. He smelled the lingering scent of his apple shampoo and apple hand lotion. He could taste the young man's essence of powdered sugar; he could hear his sticky-sweet blood pumping through his veins. But the detective stared through him blankly, his lips wrapped tightly over a lollipop, making gentle sucking noises. He crouched on the end of the chair, his legs spread, crotch wide open as if begging the world for attention. "Where's the apple ones?" L murmured to himself, fishing through a bag of lollipops. "And why this strong desire for apples all of a sudden?"
There was no coffee or donuts spread before L this night. Instead, he was surrounded by baskets of apples.
Ryuk dangled a page of his notebook in front of L's face. He felt a tightening in his stomach, his groin, a tight, tingling feeling. This was the point of no return. After the page touched L's skin, there was no going back, not when the detective smelled so strongly of sugar and apples.
"Well, let's see how much you really like apples," Ryuk cackled. And with trembling fingers, he brushed the notebook page against L's face. Before L could overcome the shock of beholding the shinigami before him, Ryuk grabbed him and shoved an apple in his mouth. The detective struggled against the creature's strength, clawing and kicking, and Ryuk leaned more deeply into him. How warm this human was, how soft... And how determined! L kicked with all the strength he had.
"That won't work!" Ryuk cackled. "I'm a shinigami, so you can't hurt me. You can claw me all you like. I'm kinda enjoying it, actually." He grinned widely as he looked into L's deep, shadowed eyes. "Oh, don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you or anything. Not unless you beg me to. I'll let you go if you promise not to yell."
L made grunting, pleading noises and nodded his head.
Ryuk loosened his grip, but he didn't completely release him. He couldn't bear to let go, not yet.
"Are you g- going to take my soul?" L stammered.
"Nope. I'm going to take much more than that tonight," chuckled the shinigami. Horror danced in the detective's eyes. "Oh, It'll be ok," Ryuk assured him "as long as you do what I say. Don't worry, I have lube." The shinigami's laughter filled the room. L only stared at him, paralyzed. There was more than horror in his eyes now. There was a flicker of excitement.
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His hand trailed down L's back, and the knots of his spine rippled in response. His hand stopped just the band of his jeans. He reached under the man's stomach, fumbling with the zipper. Ryuk buzzed with such excitement that his hands shook as he played with the button on L's jeans. At least, he . Drooling, Ryuk slowly peeled away the jeans, revealing his smooth ass, naked and ready for exploring. He freed one leg and then another, as L kicked and protested all the while.
In a swift, graceful motion, Ryuk slapped L's ass with a full, resounding smack, leaving an imprint of his hand. "Stop protesting. You're making this harder for both of us!
"Now, listen," he said," grabbing L's apple lotion bottle and spreading lotion over his spindly hands. "I like humans. Did you know, shinigami find that disgusting? It's like a taboo among the death gods. But I find humans very interesting, you know that? I like to explore them, to see what's inside them." His hand slid smoothly, easily inside the crack of L's ass, spreading the cheeks wide with his fingers. L groaned deep within his throat, and he squirmed, rubbing his firm cock against Ryuk's leathery thigh, leaving tiny droplets.
Ryuk spread L's ass cheeks as far apart as they would go. He opened the pink hole, letting the claws of his long forefinger and middle finger gently, just barely, slip inside the puckered rim. He swirled his fingers in tiny circles, his palm upturned, just enough to make tiny, juicy sounds, just enough for L to cry out for more. L's hips moved in the direction of Ryuk's circles, wiggling his ass against Ryuk's hand as if begging it to explore him deeper. And deeper it did go. His fingers found themselves sliding smoothly inside, and enveloped like a tight embrace, until they were completely sucked into the warmth of L's ass.
Ryuk worked his fingers with more urgency, with more speed and pressure. His fingers made delicious smacking sounds as he swirled them. He let his free hand wander underneath his balls and back up his ass, puncuating the movement with a meaty slap and a firm squeeze. L was beginning to shake. His body tensed, and he bucked and heaved against the shinigami.
And finally, L found his release, bucking against Ryuk as his cock rubbed against the creature's thigh, leaving it covered in the juice of his ecstasy. Ryuk let L roll onto the floor in a heap of exhaustion. His own lap was stained with a mixture of cum and apple lotion. He ran a finger through the mess and lifted it to his mouth, letting the salt and sweetness dance on his tongue.
"Mmm, juicy," sighed Ryuk. "I had no idea that humans tasted so delicious. Come here and lick it. Clean me."
L crawled to him, and did what he was told. He ran his tongue over Ryuk's leathery leg, lapping up the mess he had left.
"Well, kid, I guess I'll see ya around," Ryuk said after the last droplet was gone.
"So, that's it, then?" L gazed at him with his deep, haunted eyes.
Ryuk shrugged. "Who knows what the future will bring? We'll see."
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I have to confess I avoied everything that involves Ryuk or any shinigami... causeI felt it was pretty odd... but this fic was awesome!!! I love the way you described Ryuk!! I can totally imagine him acting like that. I'm very impresive how a crazy couple like this one can be so interesting and have to much sense in your hands! :D
Thanks!
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