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... )
Well, it wasn't unusual for Matt to awake in the middle of the night, and see an empty space on the futon the two girls shared. Sometimes she would see Mello's silhouette as another member of the gang escorted her out. Matt was grateful to her; if it weren't for her friend, then she herself would be at the mercy of those men. But at the same time, she wished that SHE were the one to be walking out in the middle of the night. If only to spare Mello.
Would she call the two of them lovers? Well, not quite. Not ever “friends with benefits.” She preferred to think that they had a very pure love, even if they were criminals and had sex a lot. They still had a pure, strong bond, right?
Those conflicting feelings of guilt and relief were made worse by a sick sort of anticipation. Because she knew what would happen after the mafia had had their way with the blonde.
And sure enough, there Mello was now. Matt sat up on the futon, clicking on her flashlight and catching Mello in its beam. “Mels, you okay?” she called softly.
The other girl threw her a glare, as if to say Do I look okay to you? She didn't look okay; she never did. Her lovely hair was tousled and covered in white. Her clothes had been torn up (she'd be pissed about that, Matt noted. That was her favorite top), and what part of her wasn't covered in dry, cracking semen, was bruised. “I'm taking a bath,” she rasped, wiping her mouth. Apparently they'd done everything tonight.
“You want your bubble bath?” Matt asked in a concerned voice. “The kind that I made you?” Matt had been experimenting with oils and scents before they left the orphanage. One year for Mello's birthday, she'd made chocolate-scented bath oils and bubble. And now she tried to give her some every birthday and Christmas.
“Yeah...I'll get it though, don't get up,” Mello groaned as she shuffled, somewhat bowlegged, to the bathroom. The door clicked shut, and Matt heard the water running in the tub. POOR MELS, she thought to herself, hugging the blanket around her tightly, but still not laying down. She just sat....and waited.
Eventually the water stopped running, and she heard the faint rustle of clothing. She imagined her beloved Mello removing the garments, and felt her face heat up as she vividly pictured those breasts, that flat tummy...that cute little ass... Stop it!! She thought to herself, shaking her head. You'll see in a bit.
And sure enough, shortly after Mello had slipped into the tub, she heard her voice cry out. “Matt! I need my medicine!”
Matt grinned as she slipped the blanket off her body. She was glad she'd gone au naturale tonight.
Opening the bathroom door, Matt smiled again as she saw Mello laying back in the tub, her hair free of the disgusting residue from men. She must've washed it while the faucet was on, Matt noted. The bubbles were piled high in the tub, coming up to the blonde's chin, even with her head tilted back. Her knees could be seen, just barely peeking out of the white froth. And for some reason, it only turned Matt on even more...
Mello opened one eye and looked at the redhead from the corner of it. A thin smirk played on her lips. “You gonna stand there or you gonna get in?”
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The redhead grew antsy from waiting, but she knew not to get out. This was Mello, just playing with her, holding out for both of them as long as possible.
Mello's eyes opened at last. “I want my medicine, now,” she rasped.
Just what Matt had been waiting for... She slid across the tub, reaching for the blonde and pulling her close, pressing her body to her own. It always amazed Matt, she thought to herself as she stroked gently between Mello's shoulder blades, slowly moving down to the small of her back. The two of them had completely different body structures; Matt was more boyish and flat, while Mello could have been a model if she wanted to. In most of the lesbian pornos the two had laughed at together, the bigger-breasted, curvier woman was in charge of the flatter, more innocent one. And yet it was MATT who was the dominant one in bed. Mello could dominate as much as she pleased during the waking hours, during meetings in the gang, during plans...but once the lights were off, or they were alone, then Matt took over, gently easing Mello down, whispering soft words to tame the she-beast. Hell, once Matt even initiated it, one of the rare times she had joined Mello in those meetings. Mello had taken her out of the room, presumably to stop those goons from ogling her, and once the front door had clicked shut, Matt had pushed her down, and they'd fucked right there on the floor, both of them keeping quiet as possible. None of the men knew where that stain on the floor had come from...
“Matt,” Mello whispered, jarring her out of her thoughts. “Medicine...Please...”
“Shh...” Matt whispered, moving her hands to cup Mello's face. The two stared into each others' eyes for a moment before Matt closed the gap between them, pressing her lips to the other girl's. They kissed, soft at first, then harder, and Matt found herself disgusted when she tasted something salty in her lover's mouth. Damn it, they'd made her swallow it? She couldn't even spit it out? “My Mels...” she whispered as they parted, moving her head to kiss the girl's sudsy shoulder.
“They were everywhere tonight, Matt,” the blonde deadpanned. “It was disgusting.”
“Shh...I know, I know,” Matt soothed her, one hand moving between Mello's parted legs. “How much medicine do you want tonight, love?”
“All of it.”
Matt smiled against Mello's shoulder, kissing it again and stroking the blonde's clit. Mello let out a trembling sigh as she slumped against Matt, letting the girl's deft fingers (skilled from all that button-jumping on that damned game system of hers) do all the work. Matt slowly moved her hand so that now her thumb was circling Mello's button, while two of her fingers slid inside. The water and bath oil provided a nice lubricant, she noted.
Mello moaned, letting Matt know that she was doing good. Matt knew that this was the only time Mello ever truly enjoyed sex, and so she always delivered, teasing Mello in so many ways... She didn't care that Mello never pleasured her back during the administrations of medicine, and she didn't care. This wasn't about her, it was about making Mello forget the poisoning. At least for a few precious moments.
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The gamer girl took Mello's chin in her free hand, turning her head to kiss her. Their tongues rubbed against each other frantically, Mello panting inside her mouth as she was brought closer and closer to the edge. Finally pulling away, trembling slightly, she gasped Matt's name, adding a swear to the end of it.
“Almost done...” Matt panted, short of breath from their frenzied kissing. “It's okay...”
Mello lay back in the tub again, her head against the wall as her body shook and spasmed. “Matt....Matt-AGH!” She opened her mouth in a silent cry, squeezing her eyes shut as her back arched, shaking as her lover successfully brought her to orgasm. Matt continued to rub and thrust until Mello, with one final gasp and a shudder, relaxed, her limp form splashing suddenly into the water and sending little bubbles into the air. “Matt...Christ, Matt...” she panted, one hand covering her eyes.
Matt smiled as she withdrew her hand, using the water to clean it off. “Feeling any better?” she asked softly.
Mello nodded. “Much...Thank you, Matt...”
“It's no problem. Anytime, sweetheart, any time at all.” She moved closer and drew Mello close to her, letting the blonde fall asleep in the tub. Neither of them thought about how cold the water would feel when the girl finally awoke, and to be honest, didn't even care.
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Great job on writing it. ;)
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