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.

Comments

[anonymous]

L/B - L must top

Umm… my kink is B is L’s slave or something and L can do whatever he wants to B and B really really like what L does to him.

Lawliet Eleison 1/6

[anonymous]

Bit short on smut, sorry.

B keeps everything practically sparkling in his absence, and L has become skilled at not thinking about (because just trying not to only makes it worse) when and where this talent for cleaning first became apparent (because in the files from Wammy’s, B had always been the slovenly one in all but imitation, A the fastidious one even in suicide), nor the limited options B has for diversion when L is away, which is most of the time

Lawliet Eleison 2/6

[anonymous]

L thinks he can, if not trust his promise (he is not so far gone as to trust), take it well into account for at least this visit. L sets down the paper sack of them and B slides over across the floor, exclaiming over each volume as he lifts it out. He invariably takes delight in the new books that L brings, the videos, the music

Lawliet Eleison 3/6

[anonymous]

He doubts, highly doubts, that B enjoys the treatment itself. B moans and whimpers through the gag, soon blindly struggling as far as the restraints permit, convulsing with a force greater than the effects of the current itself ought to be, and sometimes in his garbled speech L thinks he can make out what might be a “Please,” a “No don’t.” Tonight, after one particular intense series of shocks, L goes five shock-free minutes, begins to stand as if to bring the session to a close, then abruptly twists one of the dials again, startling a muffled scream from B. Sometimes, though not tonight, he starts to sob, and the noise has a tendency to induce irrational guilt. Just after the actual last shock he lies sprawled on the bed with his breath harsh and tears glimmering in his eyes. But several minutes later, his muscle control restored and eyes mostly dry, B is giving him that same abject, adoring look as L detaches an electrode from the inside of his thigh, so L can proceed to copulate with a somewhat clear conscience

Lawliet Eleison 4/6

[anonymous]

B lies prone once more with only a brief hesitation. L finishes readjusting; undressing, in his case, is a misnomer. There’s the small screw-top container in the nightstand drawer, which he fetches. The official line, should he need to trot it out, is that it’s to help the scars, and maybe it does at that. B keeps his face pressed into the pillow while L prepares him. He keeps it there and chants the one letter, his own kyrie eleison, while L enters him and L’s fingers relocate the sensitive points previously discovered in the mottled labyrinth along his back and legs. Then he flings his head back and starts to scream it as he claws at the headboard. “L, L - just - please please please L -”B reaches climax first. L takes another seemingly interminable length of time, which he mentally counts off as slightly under a minute. No sooner is he out than B is wriggling from under him, and when B grabs at his foot L nearly knocks out his front teeth out of sheer instinct. The force of this kick is diffused, and it catches B a fairly light

Lawliet Eleison 5/6

[anonymous]

B puts ice on his eye, dresses, strips down the bed, shoves the dirty sheets down the narrow laundry chute, and goes for fresh bedding while L takes up his customary position in the chair and they go over a well-beaten path of conversation

Lawliet Eleison 6/6

[anonymous]

“I will be away longer this time.” He is not sure as he says this whether he means it as a gift or a punishment to let B know this.

“How long?” as though a unit of time he has no way of counting off would help him any. B’s voice shakes near-imperceptibly.

“As of yet unknown.”

I assume, he said in the hospital ward, you have an alternative offer?

Of course.

Name your terms, then. Something in the IV drip, L thought, telling himself it was all theoretical, and theoretically even enough air bubbles might do the trick. Done quickly, there would be only token questions.

Don’t leave. B’s hand closed on his, his murmur infused with what seemed a quiet desperation, and L wondered how sure he really was that the orderly would listen to his tale. Whatever you like but don’t go.

I’m afraid that’s not possible.

Do anything you want… anything… kill me if that’s what you want.

You’d like that, wouldn’t you?

Oh… I would. I would if it was you. L. Please. Please. “Don’t forget me.” B kneels again and leans so his chin rests between L

Re: Lawliet Eleison 6/6

[anonymous]

OMG!!! That was… wow! Nothing would have been more perfect for my request. Thank you :)

Re: Lawliet Eleison 6/6

[anonymous]

Hey, I'm glad you enjoyed! :D

Re: Lawliet Eleison 6/6

[anonymous]

This was amazing. Whoever you are, anon, you win.

(write more kink?!)

Re: Lawliet Eleison 6/6

[anonymous]

Thank you, and will do! :)

(So far I've also written the first "Higuchi in a dress," a Ryuk/Light necro shortfic, and "virginal L/A with voyeur B," if you're interested)

Re: Lawliet Eleison 6/6

[anonymous]

hawt damn...

Re: Lawliet Eleison 6/6

[anonymous]

Thanks!

[anonymous]

This has already been done, but I'm sure no one would mind if I gave this a go... I had an idea that revolved more around the smutty aspect of things.

Because I'm a huge pervert like that.