Siren's Kiss - Chapter 2
Pairing: Remu/Misa, Misa/Sayu
Fandom: Death Note
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Yuri/Shoujo-ai, sex
Status: In Progress
Author's Notes: Original idea taken from akemi_crimson. View original post here.
Summary: Misa and Remu are lovers. But since they can't have sex Remu makes up for it by using her Death Note to control people to have sex with Misa.
Misa was on her bed, lying on her stomach kicking her feet in the air. She wore her hair in loose pigtails to the side; she was wearing a long black T-shirt that was bunched up above her hips exposing her silky black panties and lots of skin. The skin ended at black and white striped stockings that were on her thighs. There was a stack of paper in front of her, a script for a film that her agent had given her, but it was boring so instead she was doodling, writing “Misa ♥’s Remu” over the columns.
Remu was leaning over her, watching her as she drew more hearts. Then Misa looked over her shoulder and puckered her lips at Remu before turning back to the paper. Remu smiled. Her Misa was so precious.
Misa put her pen down and picked up her cell phone that was next to the paper to check the time. “Misa should get ready. She has to be at the photo shoot soon.” She sat up on her knees and stretched her arms up in the air. Misa dropped her arms down into her lap and then got up, leaving the script on her bed.
“Would you like someone for entertainment afterwards?” Remu asked.
“Hmm… No, not today.”
She stood up in front of Remu. In order to make eye contact Misa had to tilt her head back a bit since her shinigami lover was so tall. She smiled and giggled, which made Remu grin. Standing on her tiptoes she cupped Remu’s face in her hands and then laid a deep, gentle kiss on Remu’s soft midnight blue lips. Misa pulled back and left for the bathroom to take a shower, closely followed by Remu.
Remu stood in the corner as Misa turned the shower on. While she waited for the water to warm up she went to the mirror. She pulled the elastics out and her hair fell loosely down to her shoulders and began to undress. She slowly pulled her shirt over her shoulders leaving her upper body nude; Remu watched her every move intently. She dropped the shirt to the floor.
Misa closed her eyes, a soft grin on her face and cupped her full, plump breasts in her hands. She massaged them slowly. A low moan escaped her lips and she opened her eyes and saw Remu staring at her; a naughty smile was on Misa’s face. Remu glanced down at the front of Misa’s panties and found them spotted with moisture. Then, Misa bent forward and gradually pulled her panties off.
She sat down on the edge of the bathtub and spread her legs, naked except for her stockings. With her eyes closed again, she continued to massage her breast with her left hand, her fingers encircling her erect nipples; her right hand found its way down her body to her wet opening. She rubbed her middle finger slowly against herself before finally sliding two fingers inside. She started slowly at first and then gradually her fingers moved faster; the hand that was kneading her breast mirrored the pace.
Her moans gradually became louder as she pleasured herself. She held her head, licking her lips. “Remu.” The one word was erotic to no end.
She opened her eyes and saw that Remu was above her. One moment she was staring into yellow eyes and the next her lover’s lips were on hers. It was a long, deep kiss that made Misa’s fingers work harder. She pushed her tongue into Remu’s mouth, careful to avoid the fangs, as usual. Remu, as always, was reluctant about this at first, since Misa was the only person she had ever kissed; physical contact was new to her. She didn’t exactly understand it, but it made Misa happy.
Then Misa felt Remu gingerly rub her right breast with the tips of her cold, skeletal fingers. Moments later Remu was gently pinching Misa’s hard nipple between her fingers.
Misa moaned into Remu’s mouth. “That feels good.”
If Remu could have blushed, she would have. She was always afraid to touch Misa, afraid that she’d hurt her. There was never much contact between them except for kisses. She had no idea what she was doing, but she had seen girls do this to Misa before, among other things. And Misa didn’t lie to her, so she must really like it.
Misa’s body quivered and she pulled away from Remu’s lips, moaning and Remu pulled her hand away. Remu then realized that she was about to have an orgasm or was having one, either or; she didn’t know.
Misa hung her head, her mouth open wide as she came. Her body was trembling and she considered that she might fall off the side of the tub, but she felt too good to care. As she thought this Remu placed her hand on her shoulder to keep her from falling. She gasped for air. Her fingers didn’t stop moving until the feeling of the orgasm had completely left her.
After Misa had calmed down she gave Remu a kiss and told her how much she loved her. She pealed the leggings off and Remu then watched as she disappeared behind the shower curtain.
After the photo shoot Misa received a text message from Raito, telling her to meet him at his house. He wouldn’t be there right away, so she might have to wait. She decided to leave the shoot without changing. It had not been a fashion shoot, but an ad campaign for cosmetics targeted towards teenage girls so Misa had been dressed in a schoolgirl outfit; she didn’t stand out in the least.
“I wonder what this is about,” Remu mused.
Misa whipped out her cell phone and pretend to be talking to someone. “Hello? Yeah, I think it might have something to do with Ryuuzaki.”
Ryuuzaki. L.
“You are probably right.”
When they arrived at Raito’s house he still wasn’t there, but his mother and younger sister Sayu were. Sayu, still in her school uniform, asked about Misa’s outfit and she explained. Sayu then offered to take Misa up to Raito’s room where she could wait for him. Misa took off her shoes and followed Sayu up the stairs.
They entered Raito’s room and Sayu sat down on the neatly made bed, patting the seat next to her. Misa smiled and sat down.
“Misa, can I ask you something?”
Misa turned her body so that she faced Sayu. “Sure.”
“Do you like my brother? Like, as a boyfriend?”
“No, we’re just friends.” And she smiled.
“Oh, okay.” There was pause. “You know, Misa, you’re really pretty.”
“Thank you!” Misa threw her arms around Sayu and hugged her.
Then, to Misa’s shock, Sayu laid a kiss her on the lips. Misa pulled back slightly, staring at the girl with wide eyes.
“Sayu…?”
Sayu opened her mouth, as if to say something, but didn’t. Instead she kissed Misa again. Misa was still surprised, but she went along with it. What was a kiss? She closed her eyes and pushed her lips back against Sayu’s.
Then Misa felt Sayu’s hand on her bare thigh. The girl’s fingers pushed away what little fabric that was hiding Misa’s panties. Misa opened her eyes as two of Sayu’s fingers began rubbing against her panties. She was about to pull away when she realized that this must have been Remu’s doing. She didn’t like the fact that it was Raito’s sister, of all people, but it didn’t bother her that much.
The white cotton panties Misa was wearing were quickly becoming damp. She let out a soft moan; Sayu seemed to know exactly what to do.
Sayu broke the kiss. She sat back a bit; her fingers became idle and she pulled her hand back to her lap. Her face was flushed.
It made Misa giggle. “You’re doing fine.” She guided Sayu’s hand back to her wet panties, but her hand drifted to Misa’s thigh.
“Do you want to stop?” Misa asked.
Sayu shrugged and shook her head.
Misa began to undo Sayu’s shirt. Misa unbuttoned it just enough so that Sayu’s bra was fully visible. Misa pulled the bra down, exposing the pink nipples of Sayu’s breasts. Her breasts were bigger than Misa remembered, but it had been a long time since she had seen her last. She cupped them in her hands and leaned her face to them and suckled. She tilted her head back as she traced her tongue around the soft pink nipple so that she could see Sayu’s face. Her cheeks were flushed, with an embarrassment look. Her lips were parted slightly; she let out a deep breath. They made eye contact for a brief moment before Sayu looked away.
As Misa’s hand slipped between Sayu’s legs they heard the front door open. Sayu jerked away from Misa, holding her hands over her exposed breasts. She then quickly began composing herself. She pulled her bra back into place and hurriedly re-buttoned her shirt. Misa simply pulled her skirt down, licking her lips.
Sayu rushed out of the room to her own. Sighing, Misa stood up. Remu followed her out of the room and they met Raito at the top of the stairs.
He eyed Misa’s schoolgirl outfit with a smirk and then in a monotone voice said, “Do you want to go out for a walk?”
Misa shrugged. “Sure.”
“So why didn’t we just stay in your room?” Misa asked.
“Because there are cameras in there. L is watching me.”
Misa was walking beside Raito, their shinigami behind them as usual. Misa shot Remu a frantic look over her shoulder. She had done all that on camera…
“Are the cameras always on?” Remu asked.
“Yes…” Raito stopped and looked from Remu to Misa. “You two weren’t talking in there were you?”
“We were not,” Remu said.
He glared at Misa. “Were you using the Death Note?”
“No I wasn’t.” Misa pouted.
“Then what were you doing?”
“Just sitting there waiting.” Misa decided that it would be better not to tell him that she had been sucking on his sister’s breasts not even two seconds before he had come up the stairs.
He glanced at both of them and then said, “Fine.”
They continued walking and Raito started his boring talk about Ryuuzaki.
Fandom: Death Note
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Yuri/Shoujo-ai, sex
Status: In Progress
Author's Notes: Original idea taken from akemi_crimson. View original post here.
Summary: Misa and Remu are lovers. But since they can't have sex Remu makes up for it by using her Death Note to control people to have sex with Misa.
Misa was on her bed, lying on her stomach kicking her feet in the air. She wore her hair in loose pigtails to the side; she was wearing a long black T-shirt that was bunched up above her hips exposing her silky black panties and lots of skin. The skin ended at black and white striped stockings that were on her thighs. There was a stack of paper in front of her, a script for a film that her agent had given her, but it was boring so instead she was doodling, writing “Misa ♥’s Remu” over the columns.
Remu was leaning over her, watching her as she drew more hearts. Then Misa looked over her shoulder and puckered her lips at Remu before turning back to the paper. Remu smiled. Her Misa was so precious.
Misa put her pen down and picked up her cell phone that was next to the paper to check the time. “Misa should get ready. She has to be at the photo shoot soon.” She sat up on her knees and stretched her arms up in the air. Misa dropped her arms down into her lap and then got up, leaving the script on her bed.
“Would you like someone for entertainment afterwards?” Remu asked.
“Hmm… No, not today.”
She stood up in front of Remu. In order to make eye contact Misa had to tilt her head back a bit since her shinigami lover was so tall. She smiled and giggled, which made Remu grin. Standing on her tiptoes she cupped Remu’s face in her hands and then laid a deep, gentle kiss on Remu’s soft midnight blue lips. Misa pulled back and left for the bathroom to take a shower, closely followed by Remu.
Remu stood in the corner as Misa turned the shower on. While she waited for the water to warm up she went to the mirror. She pulled the elastics out and her hair fell loosely down to her shoulders and began to undress. She slowly pulled her shirt over her shoulders leaving her upper body nude; Remu watched her every move intently. She dropped the shirt to the floor.
Misa closed her eyes, a soft grin on her face and cupped her full, plump breasts in her hands. She massaged them slowly. A low moan escaped her lips and she opened her eyes and saw Remu staring at her; a naughty smile was on Misa’s face. Remu glanced down at the front of Misa’s panties and found them spotted with moisture. Then, Misa bent forward and gradually pulled her panties off.
She sat down on the edge of the bathtub and spread her legs, naked except for her stockings. With her eyes closed again, she continued to massage her breast with her left hand, her fingers encircling her erect nipples; her right hand found its way down her body to her wet opening. She rubbed her middle finger slowly against herself before finally sliding two fingers inside. She started slowly at first and then gradually her fingers moved faster; the hand that was kneading her breast mirrored the pace.
Her moans gradually became louder as she pleasured herself. She held her head, licking her lips. “Remu.” The one word was erotic to no end.
She opened her eyes and saw that Remu was above her. One moment she was staring into yellow eyes and the next her lover’s lips were on hers. It was a long, deep kiss that made Misa’s fingers work harder. She pushed her tongue into Remu’s mouth, careful to avoid the fangs, as usual. Remu, as always, was reluctant about this at first, since Misa was the only person she had ever kissed; physical contact was new to her. She didn’t exactly understand it, but it made Misa happy.
Then Misa felt Remu gingerly rub her right breast with the tips of her cold, skeletal fingers. Moments later Remu was gently pinching Misa’s hard nipple between her fingers.
Misa moaned into Remu’s mouth. “That feels good.”
If Remu could have blushed, she would have. She was always afraid to touch Misa, afraid that she’d hurt her. There was never much contact between them except for kisses. She had no idea what she was doing, but she had seen girls do this to Misa before, among other things. And Misa didn’t lie to her, so she must really like it.
Misa’s body quivered and she pulled away from Remu’s lips, moaning and Remu pulled her hand away. Remu then realized that she was about to have an orgasm or was having one, either or; she didn’t know.
Misa hung her head, her mouth open wide as she came. Her body was trembling and she considered that she might fall off the side of the tub, but she felt too good to care. As she thought this Remu placed her hand on her shoulder to keep her from falling. She gasped for air. Her fingers didn’t stop moving until the feeling of the orgasm had completely left her.
After Misa had calmed down she gave Remu a kiss and told her how much she loved her. She pealed the leggings off and Remu then watched as she disappeared behind the shower curtain.
After the photo shoot Misa received a text message from Raito, telling her to meet him at his house. He wouldn’t be there right away, so she might have to wait. She decided to leave the shoot without changing. It had not been a fashion shoot, but an ad campaign for cosmetics targeted towards teenage girls so Misa had been dressed in a schoolgirl outfit; she didn’t stand out in the least.
“I wonder what this is about,” Remu mused.
Misa whipped out her cell phone and pretend to be talking to someone. “Hello? Yeah, I think it might have something to do with Ryuuzaki.”
Ryuuzaki. L.
“You are probably right.”
When they arrived at Raito’s house he still wasn’t there, but his mother and younger sister Sayu were. Sayu, still in her school uniform, asked about Misa’s outfit and she explained. Sayu then offered to take Misa up to Raito’s room where she could wait for him. Misa took off her shoes and followed Sayu up the stairs.
They entered Raito’s room and Sayu sat down on the neatly made bed, patting the seat next to her. Misa smiled and sat down.
“Misa, can I ask you something?”
Misa turned her body so that she faced Sayu. “Sure.”
“Do you like my brother? Like, as a boyfriend?”
“No, we’re just friends.” And she smiled.
“Oh, okay.” There was pause. “You know, Misa, you’re really pretty.”
“Thank you!” Misa threw her arms around Sayu and hugged her.
Then, to Misa’s shock, Sayu laid a kiss her on the lips. Misa pulled back slightly, staring at the girl with wide eyes.
“Sayu…?”
Sayu opened her mouth, as if to say something, but didn’t. Instead she kissed Misa again. Misa was still surprised, but she went along with it. What was a kiss? She closed her eyes and pushed her lips back against Sayu’s.
Then Misa felt Sayu’s hand on her bare thigh. The girl’s fingers pushed away what little fabric that was hiding Misa’s panties. Misa opened her eyes as two of Sayu’s fingers began rubbing against her panties. She was about to pull away when she realized that this must have been Remu’s doing. She didn’t like the fact that it was Raito’s sister, of all people, but it didn’t bother her that much.
The white cotton panties Misa was wearing were quickly becoming damp. She let out a soft moan; Sayu seemed to know exactly what to do.
Sayu broke the kiss. She sat back a bit; her fingers became idle and she pulled her hand back to her lap. Her face was flushed.
It made Misa giggle. “You’re doing fine.” She guided Sayu’s hand back to her wet panties, but her hand drifted to Misa’s thigh.
“Do you want to stop?” Misa asked.
Sayu shrugged and shook her head.
Misa began to undo Sayu’s shirt. Misa unbuttoned it just enough so that Sayu’s bra was fully visible. Misa pulled the bra down, exposing the pink nipples of Sayu’s breasts. Her breasts were bigger than Misa remembered, but it had been a long time since she had seen her last. She cupped them in her hands and leaned her face to them and suckled. She tilted her head back as she traced her tongue around the soft pink nipple so that she could see Sayu’s face. Her cheeks were flushed, with an embarrassment look. Her lips were parted slightly; she let out a deep breath. They made eye contact for a brief moment before Sayu looked away.
As Misa’s hand slipped between Sayu’s legs they heard the front door open. Sayu jerked away from Misa, holding her hands over her exposed breasts. She then quickly began composing herself. She pulled her bra back into place and hurriedly re-buttoned her shirt. Misa simply pulled her skirt down, licking her lips.
Sayu rushed out of the room to her own. Sighing, Misa stood up. Remu followed her out of the room and they met Raito at the top of the stairs.
He eyed Misa’s schoolgirl outfit with a smirk and then in a monotone voice said, “Do you want to go out for a walk?”
Misa shrugged. “Sure.”
“So why didn’t we just stay in your room?” Misa asked.
“Because there are cameras in there. L is watching me.”
Misa was walking beside Raito, their shinigami behind them as usual. Misa shot Remu a frantic look over her shoulder. She had done all that on camera…
“Are the cameras always on?” Remu asked.
“Yes…” Raito stopped and looked from Remu to Misa. “You two weren’t talking in there were you?”
“We were not,” Remu said.
He glared at Misa. “Were you using the Death Note?”
“No I wasn’t.” Misa pouted.
“Then what were you doing?”
“Just sitting there waiting.” Misa decided that it would be better not to tell him that she had been sucking on his sister’s breasts not even two seconds before he had come up the stairs.
He glanced at both of them and then said, “Fine.”
They continued walking and Raito started his boring talk about Ryuuzaki.