Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme

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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.

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He leans over her and whispers against her neck. He's past caring about being quiet, but he likes how his breath makes her shiver. "So." He trails a hand down the center of her chest, letting his nails drag. "You want my hand? My fingers inside you, my thumb on your clit?" He traces the outline of her hip, marveling at how small her bones are. "Or d'you want my mouth?" Nuzzling into her neck now, inhaling deeply. "Mm, I can taste you already."

Matt whimpers and mouths something that looks a lot like "Please."

"Or. D'you want me to fuck you?"

"Oh, God, all of it."

"No time for all of it." But there's time for some, if not to bother with her boots. He unfastens her jeans and tugs them down halfway, looks up in time to see Matt flex her hands restlessly around the belt.

If Mello weren't drunk, he probably wouldn't say it, and he definitely wouldn't flush. "You're so fuckin' gorgeous."

He moves to between her knees, mouths at the hollow where her hipbone curves down to her stomach, shifts to kiss and bite her inner thigh. She's trembling, but she hasn't moved her arms. He parts her folds gently, but he flicks his tongue at her clit hard. Matt shivers as if shocked and gasps, "Fuck yeah, like that."

He licks into her and has to moan; she's salty and slick and delicious. Matt shudders and makes a noise like a strangled scream, and Mello has a wicked impulse to see how fast and hard he can make her come right this minute. Would someone open the door to investigate, or did their money ensure privacy? That's all the thought he spares for it. He settles in for now, sucking and nibbling at her. Her musky scent is heady, and his pants are starting to feel unbearably tight. He fumbles the laces open one-handed.

Matt lifts her head and looks at him hungrily. "Ohh, I wanna touch you."

He presses one last kiss between her legs and moves up over her. "Later." With a grin, he wraps one hand around her wrists, catching her just as she starts to raise her arms, holding her down. Matt squirms. Mello knows she doesn't really mean to get away, but he holds her tighter, and she whimpers with pleasure.

He positions himself and drives into her with one motion. Matt arches up to meet him, and Mello has to hold still for a moment, savoring the feel of her, letting his head hang forward. Matt turns her head and their mouths meet in a clumsy, gasping kiss. Mello doesn't move for another long moment, drawing out the tension. Then he pulls almost all the way out and slams back in, and Matt does cry out at that. There's half a second where Mello almost laughs, imagining getting caught, but then he hisses "Shh," and does it again.