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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Near lets out an undignified noise as Mello is suddenly the one beneath the sheets, the blankets pulled even more crooked, and oh God, oh God, is that what it feels like? Mello's mouth is so hot against him, one of Mello's hands wrapped close around the base of Near's dick and his tongue and lips doing things - God - things - that make Near buck up against him and it takes every ounce of his self control not to clench his fingers around the egg and crush it. “The ch-chocolate-” Near begins, but Mello just presses his free hand down against Near's hips to stop him from jerking upwards too hard, lifts his head long enough to say, voice muffled from beneath the sheets, “It's not going anywhere. You're first course, it can be dessert.” Near lets out a shuddery moan as Mello's mouth sinks back down onto him, sucking him in, and Near reaches his hand back and drops the egg onto the other pillow before shoving roughly at the sheets, pushing them down. He tells himself it's because he's suddenly hot, and it's true that the cold air is brilliant against his heated skin, but in reality he just wants to see, ahh, just wants to watch, the muscles in his neck screaming at him as he forces his gaze down, when all they want to do is fling his head back and stare wide-eyed at the ceiling, but that sight, that sight, Mello's hair swaying with motion, Mello's hand so tight against him, Mello's mouth so wet and snug as he lets Near push a little against him, takes him in deeper, oh, oh, oh god he's never going to forget it, and, ohhh-

“Good?” asks Mello after a moment, settling down on his side up against Near's hip, and one of his hands playing against Near's chest. Near's chest is trembling and he just nods, not trusting himself to speak because he thinks it would come out all wobbly. Mello rises up onto one elbow and leans in and sucks gently at Near's bottom lip. Near nudges their mouths closer, then asks in a shivery whisper, “I thought you didn't want to kiss me?”

Mello's traces his tongue against Near's lips, and Near can actually feel him smiling. “I don't taste like me anymore,” and Near has a second to consider that and blush, and then Mello is kissing him, and Near tastes himself on Mello's tongue and whimpers.

When Mello pulls away again, he reaches his arm around Near and picks up the chocolate egg from the pillow, and holds it out for Near to take.

“You're still...” Near says in a trailing way, one of his hands reaching down to brush at Mello's hard-on, and he blushes even more, though it makes no sense, really, to feel that it's as big a deal as it is. But he's never touched anyone like that, not even last night, he'd been too busy being overwhelmed. Now he does touch, his hand against the head of Mello's dick and then closing around it and stroking it once, just to see what it feels like.

Mello makes a pleased noise deep in his throat, then moves his mouth to Near's ear and whispers, his voice vibrating against Near's skin, “Why don't you feed me first? And then, if you're not too sore from last night, I... I'd like to be inside of you again.”

Near's ears are hot, and he tightens his fingers around Mello's dick without even meaning to, making Mello moan. For the first time Near realises just how much the power balance goes both ways. It isn't just Mello making his brains melt but maybe, maybe, just maybe he can do the same thing to Mello in return. And the memory of Mello having put it inside of him the night before makes his sensitised skin tingle, so he strokes his hand up the length of Mello's dick one last time and then lets go, and takes the egg from Mello, and peels the wrapper away completely this time.