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cat3ch1sm · 1 month

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This is so awkward, but I was wondering if you could write hcs for if the reader called L, Mello, Near, and Matt "daddy" or "sir" or something else along those lines during sex? 😭 (if not that's totally fine I just got a mental image of Mello being like "what-" and I'm seeking other opinions lol)

🐸~ loll!! don't worry i have gotten much worse requests than this, this isn't at all awkward. this request seemed fun lol i hope u enjoy! i love u lots and thanks for ur support<33

nsfw ahead, gn!reader, sub!reader

how they'd react to being called daddy/sir during sex~ wammy boys

matt

~ it just slipped from your lips in the heat of the moment. you had been really hazy and a bit delirious and matt had been deep inside you when it just popped out. and yes, it did catch him by surprise for about half a second since he wasn't expecting it and it wasn't something you'd ever called him before. but in the same half a second he was caught off guard, matt decided he loved it. he doesn't say anything about it in the moment, but it was the way you said it, with your shaky voice barely coherent and your pretty eyes crossed, overwhelmed with pleasure. matt takes it as a sign that he's doing a really good job, and best believe he makes it his mission to get one of those out of you again every time you two get intimate. on the other hand, expect pretty relentless teasing about it. matt both finds it amusing and a hell of a turn on how easily he can get you off, how he can make you just lose yourself like that.

~ "hey, matt, can you get that over there for me?"

~ "don't you mean daddy?"

~ "you are the worst."

mello

~ mello is someone who enjoys being in control during sex. so when you moan that in this pathetic, trembling voice, pleading with tears pricking the corners of your eyes for him to keep going, it's really such a rush for him. the brief moment of surprise at the unexpected title is quickly swept away by the surge of pride, almost arrogant in its nature. you've fully surrendered yourself to him; your pleasure is in his hands; you've acknowledged his power over your body. he'll probably get rougher in the moment, and later on in future intimate encounters he'll outright make you say it, denying you any release until you do, over and over and over.

near

~ although near does usually prefer it when you both are equals during sex, he can't help the swell of satisfaction in his heart when you call him that. after all, he has an ego like every other man on this list, and near gets something out of being at least somewhat in control, even in your sexual encounters where he does normally prefer not for anyone to be dominant. it's not like he needs to hear you say it every time, but near certainly doesn't mind when you do. besides, it means you like what he's doing and he's making you feel good, which is what he wants most.

ryuzaki

~ he probably spends the most time being surprised out of anybody else on this list. he doesn't have anything against it- besides, it would probably kill the mood if ryuzaki paused mid-sex to ask about it and what brought it on- but he just is somebody who likes having answers. so he may or may not literally interview you about it later- did he do something different? is that something that might happen again? what prompted you to call him that? he must know, even if you can hardly even sit up or form a full sentence yet.

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asimpforyagami · 2 months

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kidnapped. (mello)

↷ A/N ─ my first time writing actual smut please give constructive criticism or i'll cry bye. just to confirm btw this is NOT rape/non-con. the reader consents. thank you.

★ COUNT ─ 2.5k

!! TAGS ─ f!reader, kidnapping, yandere!mello, smut, dry-humping, oral sex (m & f receiving), unprotected sex, p in v, praise kink, nicknames (good girl, pretty boy, etc.), floor-fucking, a little cockwarming at the end

★ PROLOGUE ─ your ex kidnaps you because you are a useful asset to kira. or does he have a different reason?

SMUT, 18+, MDNI

You struggled against the tight ropes that bound you. Your mouth was covered with a thick layer of duct tape, your eyes blindfolded so you were enveloped in darkness. Your back hurt, and you realized you had been tied to a chair all along.

Suddenly, you felt the blindfold gently untie itself from around your hair, and you opened your eyes meekly. It took a while for them to adjust themselves to the brightness of the place. You surveyed the room cautiously. The details gradually came into focus, revealing a dimly lit, unfamiliar space with bare walls and a single, flickering light bulb overhead. The air was heavy with an unsettling silence, broken only by distant, muffled sounds of breathing from behind you.

You strained against the ropes again, trying to free yourself from the chair, but to no avail. You panicked, trying to recall how you ended up here. But your memories were hazy, and you couldn't think of anything, especially with the sharp pains of your aching head.

The person behind you moved into your line of sight. With a quick motion, they removed the duct tape from your mouth, causing you to wince at the uncomfortable tingling sensation.

"Easy there," a familiar voice said.

You had heard this person speak before. But where? Your mind ran through all the voices you had ever heard in your entire lifetime - your parents, your teachers, Kira. You blinked slowly, your eyes beginning to register your vision. With a jolt, you realized who the person in front of you was.

"Mello?" you said in disbelief, your voice hoarse from not speaking for a long time.

"Quiet, honey," he whispered and crouched down to be at eye-level with you, his expression revealing neither malice nor sympathy.

"Why am I here?" you demanded. The throbbing pain in your head intensified from this new revelation, your eyes darting around to check for any possible escape routes - doors, windows, anything.

"Who is Kira?" Mello caressed your lips, soothing the tingling left by the duct tape.

"Kira?" you blinked. "I don't know. I'm in the Task Fo-"

"Shut up."

Mello's harsh command silenced you, and you felt a surge of fear. His grip on your chin tightened, his eyes narrowing as if reading your mind, boring into your soul.

"Listen, here, sweet pea," he said coldly, "we just need you to confess that Light Yagami is Kira. Then you will be fine."

"Light Yagami?" you tried not to show the panic you felt on your face. "The chief's son?"

"Y/N, please," Mello said sternly, getting up to pace around the room, circling you. "I know you're connected to Kira. I know Light Yagami is Kira. You have been helping Kira and you cannot fool me."

"I need information," he continued, stopping in front of you once more. "And you're going to give it to me. One way or another."

"I don't know what you're talking about," you insisted, your voice shaky. "I'm not connected to Kira. I'm a part of the Task Force, and I'm doing all I can to stop him!"

Mello scoffed. "Save the lies for someone who might believe them. I've been tracking Kira for a while, and your involvement doesn't go unnoticed."

"I can't give you information I don't have," you pleaded, desperation creeping into your voice. "I'm innocent, Mello. Please, let me go."

"'Please, let me go'?" he repeated mockingly. "'I'm innocent'? Do you know who you're trying to lie to right now?"

"Please, Mello, I'll do anything. Let me go," you begged him.

"Anything?" Mello bent down to you once more. "Anything?"

"Yes, Mello, anything."

"Strip."

You stared. What?

"Strip?" you repeated, your voice barely above a whisper, hoping against hope that you had misheard him.

Mello's expression remained impassive, his eyes boring into yours with an intensity that made your skin crawl.

"You heard me," he said, his voice cutting through the silence like a blade. "Strip."

He leaned forward and tore the ropes with a pocketknife, starting with your legs and then moving to your hands.

"Mello-"

"Y/N. I know what you're thinking, and you're wrong," he sighed. "I just don't want hidden trackers exposing your location."

His expression softened slightly, and he seemed more... human. But it was quickly replaced by an unfathomable expression once more, looking at you with expectancy.

You rubbed your now free wrists, still sore from the tight bindings, and looked at Mello with a mixture of gratitude and unease.

"Thank you," you whispered, your voice trembling with emotion. "I... I thought-."

"Strip, Y/N. I don't have all day."

Mello's insistence snapped you back to reality. Despite his explanation, his order made you feel uncomfortable. But you knew that compliance was your best chance at survival right now.

With trembling hands, you unbuttoned your blouse, slowly, as if hoping Mello would ask you to stop. You removed the blouse, and moved on to your jeans, unzipping them and pulling them down, letting them fall to the floor. Now you were left in your bra and panties, and he stiffened at the sight but did not look away.

You moved to your bra, unhooking it, suddenly feeling a bit confident as you maintained eye contact with your ex-boyfriend. You sensually let it hang around your breasts, before pulling it down completely. Similarly, you raised your hips a little to take your panties off, gliding them off your legs and near Mello.

Mello, on the other hand, grew increasingly nervous. He was still looking directly into your eyes as if daring you to make him look at your exposed chest and pussy.

"There you go," you said. "You can check all you want."

Mello nodded, his nervousness dissolving as he adamantly checked your clothes, finding nothing there. You, however, smirked a little to yourself. When Mello finished checking your clothes, he turned to you, but you surprised him by putting your bare feet on his growing bulge, rubbing it up and down slowly.

"Still so hard for me, Mihael Keehl?" you cooed.

"No, shut-" he began, but was immediately cut off by a kiss.

He was still sitting on the floor in front of you, his mind and body going numb from the pressure on his lips. You leaned in more, your legs giving in (from their lack of use), making you fall on his lap, your pussy sitting directly on his hard crotch.

You rubbed yourself against his crotch as you continued the kiss, pussy getting wet imagining how long his dick would be by now. Mello all of a sudden seemed to have woken up from a slumber, and he showed this by kissing you back as roughly as he could.

"Gosh, Y/N. I - fucking - missed you - so much," he said between sloppy kisses, wrapping his arms around your waist and laying you down on the floor as gently as he could. He increased the pace of his dick and your pussy rubbing, groaning as he unbuckled his belt and pull both his pants and boxers down in one go.

His dick sprang out and you immediately got up to give it a little kiss, making him shudder. You slowly shoved him backwards so he lay down, giving you easy access to his dick. You looked down at him. So vulnerable. So needy. So long and hard. Just for you.

You bent down and licked the tip of his dick, his hips springing upward, begging for more. You forced him to continue lying down, teasing him with small licks and kisses at the tip.

"Y/N, please," he groaned. "It's hurting, please."

"So good at begging, aren't you?" You sucked on his dick and he moaned in pleasure.

"Ah, Y/N, fuck, yes."

You sucked and licked his dick, top to bottom, your tongue working as you kept circling it. Your head bobbed on his dick, and your pleasure lay in his continuous moaning. Your hand pumped his dick a few times, soon replaced by your tongue, and you continued the process over and over.

"Y/N, yes, yes, fuck, I'm going to come."

"Do it," you moved your hand faster. "Come for me, pretty boy."

"Oh god, yes, shit, shit," he cursed, soon coming inside your mouth, and you swallowed it, winking at him lightly as he lay on the floor panting, taking more than a few moments to catch his breath.

"My turn," he smirked finally and pushed you down on the floor harshly, a hand behind your head to protect it from injuries.

He kissed your neck, dragging his tongue along your collarbones, then latching onto the hard nipple of your right breast, massaging the other one with a free hand, and soon switching breasts. He continued licking, pinching and kneading your breasts, a few sinful sounds escaping your mouth before he started moving downwards, leaving feathery kisses along the way.

Your breath hitched when you felt the kisses sliding from your inner thighs to your pussy, your hands ready to push his head in further in case he tried to tease you as you did to him. Your fingers groped his hair gently in soft motions, caressing his head and waiting.

He was so close to your pussy, his breath hot against your clit. You closed your eyes in anticipation, waiting for him to eat you out. However, he continued to smirk against your entrance, not moving at all.

"Mello, please," you begged, your voice a little shaky from the earlier blowjob.

"Please what?" He asked, his voice low and husky. You groaned and tried to shove his head in your pussy, but he didn't budge.

"Please, Mello," you whimpered. "Touch me. Please, touch me."

His smirk became wider in response, and he proceeded to give one long stroke of a lick against your clit. You arched your back in surprise and he pushed you down harshly, chuckling and licking you again. His tongue circled your clit before he sucked it into his mouth.

"So wet for me. Such a good girl," he moaned against your skin.

You moaned with pleasure, smiling a little at the praise. He sure knew how to keep you happy even after you two broke up.

Mello continued to lick and suck your clit, suddenly sliding his fingers into you. This caught you by surprise, and both your hands reached out to hold onto his biceps, clinging onto him for dear life while he fucked you with his fingers.

"Good girl, moan for me now, go on," he groaned and licked you again, his fingers moving in and out of you as he sucked on your clit.

"Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, Mello, yes," you cried out, releasing your built-up orgasm and letting it hit you hard with a wave of pleasure.

He continued to overstimulate you, and you felt as if you were gonna pass out with pleasure. His fingers continued pulsing in and out of your tight little pussy, and you felt your inevitable second orgasm approaching quick.

"Mello, shit I'm coming again," you whined, your body shaking as you released all over his fingers again.

Mello's smirk grew, if possible, even wider. He finally removed his fingers from inside of you and licked them, maintaining a seductive eye contact with you all the while. His tongue lapped at your pussy, cleaning up your juices.

"So tasty. All mine."

He kissed your thighs and looked up at you, his eyes dark with lust. You reached out to touch his hair, but he moved away.

"I'm not done with you yet," he said and pumped his hard dick a few times, looking down at you.

"I'm gonna fuck you so hard," he growled, and you gave a tiny, "Yes, please," in response as he pulled your legs apart with his right knee and lined his dick up with your pussy.

You closed your eyes yet again, biting your lip. Even throughout your relationship, whenever the two of you had sex, you wondered if his long, thick cock would even fit inside your tiny pussy.

Mello seemed to have read your mind, for he gave your thigh a little tap as reassurance before pushing into you slowly, his eyes never leaving yours.

You gave a loud cry at the pain, which transformed into a strangled moan as glee filled your body. He pulled out, eyes on yours as if asking if you were okay with this. You nodded slowly, and he wasted no time in thrusting inside again and pulling out in a rhythm, his hands on your hips. He picked up the pace steadily and began moving in and out of you at a rapid speed, fucking you hard.

"Fuck you, Y/N, you're so tight," he growled, arms reaching out to hug you while his hips did the work. Your screams were loud and clear, and while you were probably at the Mafia's base right now, you were sure that none of Mello's men would dare to enter the room.

He grunted, his hips slamming into you, fucking you harder and harder. His dick repeatedly hit your cervix with every thrust, and you felt yourself melt under the satisfaction he made you feel. For god's sake, why did you leave him in the first place? You couldn't remember. Not right now. All that mattered at this moment was his fast and inhumane speed of thrusting and your strangled moans.

"Fuck, I'm gonna come," he grunted, his hips slamming into you.

You nodded furiously, letting him know he could come inside you any time of the day. Mello groaned loudly and released his cum inside your pussy, still, however, continuing to thrust in it in anticipation of your third orgasm. He continued to fuck you relentlessly, his dick pounding into you as he groaned and moaned himself.

"Mello, no! Shit, I'm gonna come again," you shouted out as you felt your third orgasm in less than an hour advance faster.

"Come, darling," he snarled. "Come all over this dick. Claim this dick, Y/N L/N."

You yelled out as you came once more, your body shaking as he continued to fuck you. He groaned and slowed down his thrusts, his dick still hard inside of you.

"Oh, god, you were so fucking good," he said, collapsing on top of you. "I trained this pussy well, didn't I?"

You gave a breathless chuckle in response, while he continued to keep his dick inside you still, not wanting to let go of the warm sensation of your pussy yet. He kissed your neck, his lips brushing against your skin.

"I still love you, you know that?" he whispered, his voice low and husky.

You smiled slightly, holding onto his muscly back as he lay on top of you with his head in the crook of your neck. You ran a hand through his soft, blonde hair.

"I love you too," you whispered back, your voice soft and gentle.

He blinked in surprise and his face broke into a smile.

"I should've known. Floor-fucking was always your thing."

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juicyc0utur3 · 23 days

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random mello hcs w/ fem! reader

hi guys, sorry i haven’t rlly posted in a minute, i’ve js been busy lately

but i hope you enjoy ^^

warnings: smut, spicy hcs here and there, praise, degradation if you squint

nsfw content under the cut

• you guys met by you joining the mafia or just becoming involved in the kira case

• you two stay in the same apartment, just to make work easier

• it takes so long for this man to see you as a friend, let alone a partner

• for a while, he kinda just sees you as a coworker/roommate of sorts, but that doesn’t mean he hates you

• before you guys started dating, you’d bring him chocolate sometimes with little notes that would tell him not to overwork, have a nice day, etc etc

• he would mumble a quiet thank you for those things whenever he saw you again, but all in all he doesn’t rlly know how to show gratitude for anything

• asking him out was really blunt

• you guys were working and it kinda js slipped out

“could i be your girlfriend?”

“..what?”

• he’s definitely confused bc he doesn’t know what makes him attractive to her bc look at her she’s so gorgeous but he does accept

• he’s never been in a real relationship before, having been at the orphanage for most of his childhood and secluded as an adult, but he does his best and it shows :D

• small but sweet little things he does, like buying you something he sees you looking at in a store, or js getting you your fav candy or sweet along with his chocolate

• no little notes like you did, but it was still sweet

• relationship may be a bit toxic bc he is very insecure, and is smth of a workaholic

• but it works really well if you guys communicate and talk things out, and for the most part he’s a distant but kind boyfriend

• loves to kiss the bridge of your nose

• idk it just feels right

• he’s a top 99.9% of the time

• on the occasion where you wanna top, he’ll never be against it, but prefers towering over you and getting to see your face better

• go to position is missionary, but if you wanna try smth different, he will always be open to it

• bites you during sex, soft most of the time but rough on occasion

• wherever he is for the longest i can guarantee you’ll have a mark there later

• brat tamer

• will make you beg for what feels like forever just for him to touch you if you’re being bratty

• will call you things like slut, whore, etc

• but if you’re usually submissive in bed, he’d love that just as much, murmuring praises into your ears as he does literally anything

“good girl, taking me so well..”

“can you hold on a little longer for me, doll?”

• just ask nicely for him to let you come and he’ll kiss your neck and speed up a bit to get you where you wanna be :3

• i’ve seen people paint him as this constant tease and rough orgasm denier during sex

• but tbh i feel like unless you’re being bratty he’ll take his time and be exceptionally gentle

• still a tease ofc but not like incredibly rough

• his voice during sex >

• he could say the most out of pocket thing and it would still sound hot

• isn’t incredibly educated on aftercare, but he does his best

• like first time you guys ever did it, he probs helped cleaned you up and gave you some kisses and then js went back to work

• but if you ask him if he can stay longer, he’ll oblige with no hesitation, holding you close as you rest

• he will give you everything you want within reason as long as you just communicate it to him

• loves loves loves hickies

• giving them, receiving them, he doesn’t care

• first time you gave him one he was asking almost begging you to give him more

• wears them out in public w pride

• marks you up if you’re going somewhere w a lot of people, not in an insecure way, but js so ppl know not to bother you :3

• POSSESSIVE

• lets you brush and play w his hair a lot

• if you enjoy having your hair played with he is the man for the job

• pulls your hair as you take him in your mouth, breathing heavy as you suck him off like a pro WHAT WHO SAID THAT

• not super vocal during sex, surprisingly enough

• the first time you were slightly worried you were doing something wrong until you heard him let out a faint moan

• he makes light noises tho, like you can hear his breath hitch and soft sighs and groans out of his mouth

• doesn’t whimper, but he loves it if you do

• might be embarrassed if he makes a louder noise by accident but it just makes you go faster which he appreciates

• his lack of volume is another one of his reasons he likes praising you, just so you know you’re doing everything right

“good, good.. just like that, keep going..”

• he would like fruity drinks like the starbucks refreshers, i will die on this hill

• isn’t clingy but enjoys being physically close to you

• like sitting beside you, sleeping in the same bed even if you aren’t cuddling, that type of thing

• i can imagine he’d be up for cuddling but you’d have to ask fs

• motorcycle rides

• motorcycle sex

• likes those tozo coffee candies

• lets you paint his nails, if it goes w what he’s wearing

• small physical things

• ruffling your hair, playfully poking you in the head, cupping your face as he kisses you

• listens to the cure, deftones, smashing pumpkins, and the smiths. idk he just seems like he would

• music might help him focus better

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ssailormoonn · 2 months

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─── ❛ Not Even Yourself ❜

postfire!Mello x Fem!Reader

WC; 1.6K | !MDNI! | TW/CW; piv, no foreplay, praise, name calling; doll, slut, probably more + other stuff that I can't be bothered to add :)

M A S T E R L I S T ─── DEATH NOTE MASTER LIST

"I know you're looking," He says breaking the heavy tension in the room with his alluring voice as he turns his head to directly look at me making.

"How could I not," I say shyly and embarrassed as his movements made heat course through every square inch of my body.

"Come here," He replies shallowly as he gazes deeply into my eyes.

It's as if my body was on automatic and someone was controlling me so much so that I couldn't even control my thoughts and movements even if I wanted to, and if I had the control, I'd follow his command.

As leisurely make my way towards his intoxicating presence as soon as I was close enough his veiny hands wrapped around the sides of my waist and pull me in closer, so close that I was only centimetres away from colliding into his chest.

I make my self hold in a whimper from his handles fondling with the silken material of the robe because the small grazes of his touch sent bolts of electricity through my body which sent a throbbing need to my lower abdomen.

I lift my head to meet his gaze which was clouded with hidden lust. His frame and body towered over mine making submit more into his dominance.

His right hand slowly trailed up the side of my body sending my body weak with just a few grazes, his hand makes place around my neck while his thumb pushes my chin up more then it should to gaze further into his eyes.

"You were looking?" He says deeply sighing with lust.

"Yes," I say breathlessly with my heart beating relentlessly against my chest. His face moves closer to mine now only inches away.

"I can feel you heartbeat pulse against the side of my hand," He replies with a chuckle, "You look so beautiful like this."

"Mello please," I whisper with need laced in my voice, "You're teasing."

"Hmm," He responds teasingly pulling me into him, "I'll think about it."

My body softly collides against his body and I could feel his bulge pressing up against my stomach sending a flush of butterflies into my lower abdomen. My need for him grows as he continues to tease and test my own patience if he keeps up like this I'll be begging, probably even on my knees.

"Please," I whine desperately for him to touch me as I snake one arm around his neck and my other arm trailing my hand over his chest making sure to deliberately drag my nails against the exposed skin below the split on his shirt, making him let out an almost inaudible groan.

"I think you're the tease dressed in that," He says moving his head to my ear, "But I bet you're dripping for me, aren't you, Doll?"

Mello delicately bites the shell of my ear making let out a quiet whimper and I could feel him smile against my ear at my reaction towards his hot touch, making me dig my nails into the flesh leaving crescent marks on the exposed skin of his stomach, causing more deep exhales of breathes getting caught in my ear.

The other hand that was placed firmly against my waist trailed slowly down to my thigh teasing me even more then he already was. I start to feel light headed from the touches and my head falls against his chest.

"Your gonna let me touch you?" He says deeply barely holding back his intentions, I nod my head subtly against his chest.

"Yes, just please~" I whine for him again.

"Please what?" He taunts me, "Come on you can say it."

"I need you so badly," I whisper against his chest as I attempt to pull closer into him.

In return he slightly pulled me off him and takes his head away from my neck now looking into my heavily lusted eyes before smashing his lips against mine. His tongue slipping past my cherry lips and quickly ravaging my mouth.

His chocolate taste and fresh smell overflowed my senses making it a complete euphoria for me as I cupped the back of his neck to create a deeper angle for him to explore deeper into my mouth, our tongues continuing to entangle with each other.

He groans into my mouth while the hand that was trailing down my thigh moved swiftly back to my waist and the other intertwining with my hair at the behind base of my neck, pulling me closer to him as I let out breathy sighs into him. My own hand is interlacing with his blonde hair and the other wrapping around behind his neck.

The force of him makes us stumble back onto the plush and soft bed, making me lay down completely flat while Mello straddles me with one of his hands gripping the back of my hair causing my high sighs to get swallowed by his mouth.

Mello's other hand moved it's way down to tightly lift my thigh up which made his body mold closer into mine, feeling his dick press up against my soaked hole making ecstasy pour through out my veins let out causing me to let out a moan.

The kiss slows down and turns soft, almost desperate, as if he want's to take his time with me, savouring every inch of my taste, to take his sweet time memorise me.

Mello's mouth removes from mine and trails kisses down my chin and to my neck and collar bone where he starts sucking and biting like crazy.

"That's it, just keep on making those pretty sounds for me," He says in between kisses making me let out a string of whimpers and breathless sounds, "Just like that you're so good for me."

It was to hot in the room to even make sense of what was happening, I needed to be touched, touched by him.

In impatience I start to run my own hands down my body to feel some sort of pleasure or het rush through me but I couldn't so I let out a chocked sob. Look what you've done Mello, I can only feel from your touch now. I try to imagine that it was Mello's rough but soft hands dragging and squeezing my body but it didn't work but only made me more riled up.

I felt his presence looming over me again before he goes back into his previous position with me, the same he was in before we went to strip off his clothes. He takes my prying hands away from my body and holds them above my head with his hand.

"Only I'm allowed to touch you, Doll, not even yourself."

The hand that was gripping my thigh trailed up my stomach and quickly untied my robe exposing every part of my body to him. His eyes widen at the sight and he lets go of my hands before both of us simultaneously sit up. Quickly removing the satin robe off me with ease due to how Mello was slightly holding my hip in the air making it easy for him to pull the remainder of fabric from underneath me, before slamming me back down on the bed kissing me again.

My hands grip his hair as his mouth leaves trails hickies down to my boobs and individually sucking on each while fondling with the other. He pulls away and looks me in the eye unable to hold himself back anymore.

"You're ready, love?" He says breathlessly. "If it hurts too much we can stop," Mello says in my ear making my chest flush at his words, "I don't want to hurt you."

"Okay," I say with a crack in my voice.

Mello's lips press against mine. I feel a hard tip get lubricated at my entrance making my back arch into him as I let out a strangled moan of pleasure, he continues to push further into me making my eyebrows furrow together in pain but the pleasure is still over whelming my senses making tears prick at my eyes.

"God,, you feel so good," He mumbles into my lip, "You're body is so beautiful, all for me."

"Feels s-so good, Mello," I moan at the feeling of pure ecstasy of him fully entering me only now with a slight pain at my entrance but other then that it feels to good to stop.

He pulls out but not fully and then pushes back into me as a more moans get swallowed into him before his lips are removed from mine and starts to lift my thigh further up and leaves the other resting over his hips, one hand is gripped tightly on my thigh and the other holding both hands above my head.

I feel his thrusts speed up, probably due to how tight I'm clenching him as I get closer to my release. The coil in my stomach getting tighter and my moans slightly turning into screams make Kawaki groan and moan as well making the experience better then it already is.

"You make- aghh- me feel so goo- nghh- d," I say moaning throughout my sentence, "Feels so good- Haghh."

"Such a good girl for me, just like that, keep clenching me just like that, Doll," He groans. "God. Your such a slut for me."

"'m so close," I manage to choke out as the coil in my stomach is about to explode.

"Come you can do it," He growls in my ear, "Clenching me so tight like that I'll come to."

"Mello I'm about to-" I couldn't even finish my sentence before I moaned out as my back arched further into him while my head throws back in ecstasy.

He groans finishing at the same time as me as he mumbled a breathy 'fuck' and kisses my forehead as he pulls out, "I love you so much."

"I love you too," I reply.

He falls down next to me and brings me into his chest and wraps his arms protectively around me and continues to place kisses over my swollen hickies at my neck while my arms are folded against his chest and my top left swung over his.

"You did so so well for me," He says delicately while caressing my cheek, "Took me so well."

Were the last words I heard before I fell asleep.

Do not copy, steal, modify, etc. Relogs and like are appreciated.

M A S T E R L I S T

DEATH NOTE MASTER LIST

#mello x reader #mello smut #death note x reader #death note smut #mello x you

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ashthemadwriter-archived · 2 years

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"Sit on my face"

Fandom: Death Note

Pairing: Mello X Fem!Reader

Request: "Hi h!i:D May I request for the event, Mello pleasuring reader to help them forget about their extremely exhausting day with prompt 14 “Sit on my face” " ◜By lovely anon!◞

Genre: Smut

Format: Fic

Warnings: Explicit smut, Dom!Mello, Sub!Reader, Praising, Face sitting, Dirty talk, Cunnilingus, MDNI

Word Count: 1.6K

A/n: Face sitting with Mello? Eye eye captain!

There was nothing more relaxing than getting a massage from your boyfriend after coming home, having an extremely exhausting day at work. Your mind was going numb with the way his hands were gently roaming around your body, massaging the fatigue away; and he was definitely aware of that.

"Feels good baby girl?" He said quietly, fingers reaching for your puffy cheeks to squish them from behind. All you could see was the pillow under your face, but from his calmness you knew that a soft smile was flaunting on his face.

"Mhm honey, feels amazing. Honestly, how can your hands be so professional at this? They always focus on the right spot"

"Especially when I'm fingering you~"

His remark made you chuckle and look back at him from your shoulder, to meet a gorgeous, proud smirk, sitting so perfectly on his face.

"Of course, especially when you're doing that"

You were waiting for him to say another dirty thing so that maybe he could earn a tiny bit of blush from your face, but a tiny bit turned into a dozen when his hand slowly went down on your entrance, leaving your hips untouched. Your breath got hitched in your throat as his fingers started teasing your entrance, coming up and down on your slit to make you shiver slightly and close your thighs around his hand. That didn't stop him from going further though; now it was his fingertips poking your hole, remaining close to your clit but not making sensible contact with it to make you go wild.

"Mello..." Your shaky voice and the hints of frustration hidden in it made him raise his head to look at your figure from behind, admiring how your hair was scattered freely on your back.

"What? You're not in the mood?"

"No, it's just that... I don't think I can move around so much... I'm worn out from all the hard work I did earlier..."

He nearly frowned when he thought that he needed to let this chance slip from his hands; but suddenly, an idea popped into his mind that made him beam hugely, thinking about the compelling outcome.

"What if you don't have to move around at all?"

His interesting comment made you sit up and look at him curiously. He didn't seem to be messing with you, even though his playful grin hadn't left his face.

"What do you mean? How are we supposed to have sex when I'm not doing anything?"

"Well there's no need for you to do anything! You just have to remain still, that's all"

Your widened eyes showed that you were kinda getting it, but he couldn't miss the opportunity to witness your stunned expression when you hear about his tempting offer from his own mouth.

"Are you... Are you trying to say that..."

"Sit on my face. That's what I'm trying to say"

Your heart slammed itself hard to your thorax.

"I'm not sure about this. We've never done this before"

"Which is exactly why we should give it a try"

Mello's abs looked even hotter when he was lying down on the bed. And you? Looking insecure, unsure, and nervous, sitting beside him; you weren't really matching each other at that moment.

When he saw that you were still caught up in your thoughts, he sighed and took your hand to pull you near him gently. You didn't resist him, but you still weren't certain if this was a good idea. It was literally written all over your face, with how you were sulking and looking at your boyfriend's gorgeous face, imagining how it was going to get crushed by your thighs.

"C'mon girly, what are you waiting for? It's going to be amazing"

Yeah, you didn't have any doubts on that one. Of course it was going to be amazing. It was Mello and his damn tongue, for fuck's sake.

"I don't know babe... What if..."

"What if what?"

What if you look ugly sitting on his face like that? What if you suffocate him with your weight? What if...

Mello knew what was going through your mind. It wasn't his first day of meeting you.

He shook his head with a small smile before pressing your hand reassuringly, his other hand reaching for your left cheek. His voice was as firm as ever, not even a tiny bit of doubt floating in it.

"You'll be fine, gorgeous. I wouldn't have suggested this if I didn't know whether it was going to work out. Just trust me on this one, ok?"

Well, there couldn't be any arguments left on your mind when he puts it that way.

Slowly, you let out a deep breath before raising you foot to place it next to his head. You were remaining on top of his face, still not attempting to sink down fully. He rolled his eyes at your uncertainness and grabbed your hips, pulling you down with force. Your clit suddenly slammed against his lips.

"Oh!"

Look at you! He hadn't even started yet and you were already moaning.

Trying to cover your excited smile with your hand was useless. Mello had already seen it.

"So now you're giggling? You were acting a bit different earlier"

"Oh shut up! Let's just get this over with"

"So bold talking to me like that. Let's see how long you can keep up with this attitude"

He spent a few seconds staring at your face, his heart warming up by how you looked so entrancing from his point of view. If only you could see yourself through his eyes...

Just when you wanted to ask him what was taking him so long, his lips met with your cunt. A low pitched moan left your mouth as his tongue started playing with your clit. It was unbelievable how skilled he was at eating you out, how his damn tongue made you lost your mind and try to grind against it harder. But this time... It felt better, closer, deeper. His tongue was warm, and so was your pussy. The only difference was that there weren't any tasty liquid coming out of his mouth.

It was like his mouth had mistaken your folds for your lips. He was going deeper and deeper, closing his eyes to enjoy the taste of your arousal. He had to grip your hips in order to make you stay above him, though it wasn't easy since you were squirming around so much. But tonight was all about you, so he could put up with that, just for now.

"O-oh! A- Oh my god!"

"Right?~ Told you it was gonna be fun"

Your entrance was aching a bit, but the pleasure was too much to give up on. You could only grip the mattress under his head to keep yourself from falling, and of course binging your core nearer to him as it wasn't literally on his face already. Was he protesting? Heck no, not when he could enjoy the view of your back arching so prettily above him.

His tongue was moving around everywhere, your walls, the surface, your hole, anywhere but your damn clit. No matter how much you pressed yourself against his face, he wasn't gonna give up on the teasing.

You totally forgot about how you were worried to suffocate him.

"Mello! Stop teasi- Ah!"

He finally did it. The second you started talking, he sucked on your clit so hard that you nearly saw stars. A loud moan, almost close to a scream escaped your mouth, but it didn't stop there; as his mouth didn't let go of your clit.

Now your sensitive flesh was fully in his mouth, his tongue moving up and down on it. The tip of his tongue pocked your hole then came up again to the apex. His talent in French kissing was a blessing and a problem at the same time, making you moan so hard you were sure that complains were coming at your door tomorrow morning.

"Shit shit shit! Right there! Please! Oh shit!"

"Mhm!"

One of his hands left your hips and came down to your pussy, rubbing on your way in and pushing inside. You couldn't see clearly anymore, all you could feel was the heat coming from your core filling you up, and his mouth fueling your body, dragging you closer to your release.

But apparently, it wasn't enough; since you started grinding on his tongue wildly, letting out lewd sounds. Weren't you tired of moving? That didn't really cross your mind at that time.

Thankfully Mello played along, keeping his tongue out for you to crush yourself on it. You tasted too good, so he was willing to let you smother him with your cunt if it meant he could have more of your arousal.

"Fuck! Oh my fucking go- Ah! Mello! I'm- I'm-"

And it happened. You started shivering harder than usual, screaming as your hot cum filled up his mouth. He placed his tongue on your entrance, unwilling to lose even one drop of your arousal. Your hole twitching above his muscle felt really nice.

Your scream was finally over, but your panting for breath wasn't. You took a deep breath before looking down at your boyfriend, finally seeing how red his face had became.

Poor guy. You knew he was going to have a hard time down there.

But you didn't feel that guilty, since he didn't seem to be upset.

Mello smiled when he spotted your eyes on him, stretching his arms out to run his fingers though his hair.

"Well, thanks for the meal"

Yeah, thanks for not refusing to eat your meal.

Reblogs are wildly appreciated! :>

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heyheydidjaknow · 10 months

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I accidentally deleted someone’s anon ask. The question posed was what sort of partner Mello would be and I wrote out a thing and I didn’t like what I wrote so I, in my infinite wisdom, decided to delete the post not knowing that also deletes the ask itself. My deleting the ask does not make me incapable of filling the ask but I felt bad about it so this is my apology.

Mello has a fun thing going on. He is both incredibly insecure but very willing to show exactly who he is to his partner. A lot of your relationship in the early stages, then, is going to be him trying to figure out who and what exactly you are while trying to show you— in his own way— who he is. The idea of you accepting him as an individual is incredibly important to him, so he’s going to ask a lot of questions to reaffirm what his relationship with you is, to confirm that you are both on the same page. For him, a relationship takes as much priority as a job, so he will be very committed to you and will— unlike some of the other characters I’ve written for— set aside time specifically to spend with you, even if that means that his time with you and his time at work overlap. After all, the fact that you’re with him at all is lucky; if you want him, then he wants to give himself to you lest you feel deprived and have to look elsewhere for your fix.

In regards to how he acts once you two are in a rhythm with one another— that is, once the two of you have gotten somewhat comfortable in your relationship— he makes a pointed effort to make sure that you know that he really does care for you, be that by verbally singing your praises (or, more accurately, mumbling them into your skin) or by giving you gifts or taking you out to places you show interest in.

The downside to all the passion he has and how much he values your relationship is that he is constantly anxious about you leaving regardless if you’ve been together for days or years. It’s another reason why he shows you off; people that know him would know better than to go for his significant other for as willing as he is to do what has to be done. If he feels threatened in that regard, he’s quick to go on the offensive. If he feels like you’re not emotionally invested as he is, he’s going to confront you about it. Open communication is a must for him; he’s not telling you things about him and his life for you to write him a biography, so if you aren’t willing to be open the relationship is going to die a slow and agonizing death.

Mello is a high maitence partner, but what he lacks in ease he makes up for in devotion and commitment. You will never have to worry about him falling out of love with you or harboring quiet resentment. Not a very universally appealing pick, but an understandable one.

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wammyhoe · 2 months

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In my fucked up fantasy world, Mello and Matt are still alive and well. and the death note somehow didn't work with Takada because I like to think that she spelled Mello's name wrong. Just needed to vent that because i cant seem to get over these two men 😩😩especially Mello!!

DUDE SAME I truly believe in alternative universes, and there's one where L won, another where BB escaped prison, one where Mello and Matt survived, and if I'm a bit greedy, one where they're all happy * tears up *

Now, I headcanon that they (Mello and Takada) had a traffic accident and went out of the road right into that church. Takda died because she was traveling alongside Mello's motorbike. The truck caught on fire. Hall got there just in time. Mello lost consciousness for a couple of days during which Kira's fall happened, and then he woke up to know he failed to beat Near. (Because for me there is no world in which he was conscious and did nothing to continue in the race against Near)

#I like to think he went back to the Mafia after that. And I wrote a fic about it called Whiskey in a Teacup that you can find on my Ao3 #Mello #mihael keehl #mihael keehl x reader #mello x you #mello x reader #death note mello #death note #death note headcanons

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ihatemyselfandwanttodiexxx · 1 year

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Death Note boys if you gave them a bracelet

Light

(for him I'd imagine matching black bracelets and they'd light up when you're near eachother)

He'd be like "what's this?"

And you'd explain it

Then he'd be all for the idea

Y'know to show L you're his

He'd show it to light

"look what Y/N made me"

And L just wouldn't care but in Lights mind he's like

'yea I showed that fucker!'

Ryuk would tease him

But before that stupid notebook he'd put it around his wrist and wear it casually

Id imagine giving him something with a nickname you gave him (think babe, or lover, or myspace emo)

And he'd just stare at you for a minute

"thank you"

And put it around his wrist

Would show it to Watari and say

"what's this mean?"

Watari would explain it

"it just means Y/N likes you"

Man's would get you something fancy in return

I can't write for L AHHHH

Mello

Id imagine making him something with his name and your name with a heart in between them awe

He'd go all tsundere

And after a while you say

"do you not want it?"

And he'd say

"no sweets, I love it"

And he'd give his cute little smile

And you'd give him a little kiss on the lips

He'd say

"aw does Y/N like when I'm nice?"

And you'd blush

OKAY I NEED TO WRITE ANOTHER FIC ABOUT THIS MAN IM SO THIRSTY

Matt

I feel like you could make him anything and he'd be happy

When you give it to him he'd say

"you made this for me?"

"I gave it to you didn't I?"

And he'd be so excited and wear it everyday and give you all the affection in the world in return

(I'm working on some Matt fluff >:D)

He'd give you a hug

(why am I so obsessed with this man rn I'm supposed to like light ugh)

I'm not writing near for now I need to figure out how to write him

-Kaden<3

#death note #anime boy #l x reader #x reader #light yagami x you #light yagami #l lawliet #mello x you #matt x you #fan fiction #netflix #bracelets #cute #fluff #gay #lgbtq

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badsweetangel · 26 days

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Foolish (Death note x reader)

How do they react if your comments are not so useful?

L x reader, Mello x reader, Matt x reader, Near x reader

Warnings: Nothing, really

He is certainly quite irritable. He could feel overly nervous when someone did or said something out of place. Regardless of the fact that he felt a certain weakness towards you, he did not show it and nor would he do so in front of other people. You were there for a reason, deep down, the others knew that maybe you were there simply because he wanted it that way and nothing more. Suddenly, you said something, something without thinking in the middle of an important discussion. He just stared at you, with that typical serious face, but with some irritation. That alone was enough to silence you. You knew that perhaps the others could be just as irritated, however, when someone finally dared to suggest that you go out, he looked at them, without saying anything. No one else ever said anything bad to you.

Mello

Yes, show more emotions. Perhaps the hardest about it, he was busy and had a lot to do. You didn't help when you started judging some of his actions. He just rudely told you to shut up and left. He tends to yell a little, in fact. You used to give too many opinions for his liking and he actually considered that he was in charge. Once the anger had passed, he simply strokes your hair and says it was a difficult day.

Matt

Quite carefree, actually. He simply will not take into account comments that he does not believe to be true. You'll say something, he'll mutter and change the subject. Yes, he might get a little irritated, but he'll get over it easily. It's the best you have.

Near

If he's in the middle of an investigation it could be pretty frivolous. He won't disrespect you, but he will tell you that you are wrong and he will give you an explanation for it. Just like that, you can't even deduce that he cares about you from that response. Even if you say a lot of inappropriate comments, he will keep you there and that says a lot.

#death note x reader #l x reader #mello x reader #matt x reader #l x y/n #l x you #death note x you #death note x y/n #mello x you #matt x y/n

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frostedcats · 8 months

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heyy, since you're a death note blog I would like to request a Mello X reader back at Whammy's House if possible. I was thinking about Mello trying to confess to the reader while Matt teases him about it :)

MELLO X READER

Heya! This is the first time I write something like this. I hope I can please you! It s not really about Mello confessing but about him inviting you to meet up so he can confess. He got too akward trying to confess and Matt got him out of shit by saying that Mello actually wanted you two to meet up.

《¤~☆~¤》

It was an annoyingly sunny friday. My skin was bathing in sunshine, felling like it was going to burn and fall off. The most annoying part was that I wasn t even outside, but inside the library looking for some shitty book my teacher told me to read. Roger just wouldn t let me close the curtains even tho the windows are awfully big.

After looking for a while I start hearing some chuckles... Matt?

"C mon dude just tell them!" I barely heard his voice.. Then I hear Mello:

"Oh for God s sake just stop it! Bloody hell I told you to stop!"

Come to think of it for the past month Mello has been acting really strange.. But, not in a bad way.. Whenever i annoyed him his death stare got softer, looking like he was trying to not hurt my feelings. I caught him a few times staring at me and he somehow looked nervous around me. Matt was teasing him a lot more lately too. I once heard him mock Mello about becoming softer and blushing around me, and he ended up getting smacked in the head. I didn t really think much about it even though it s kinda obvious Mello is fond of me. It s hard to belive that he likes anybody so I just decided to ignore these signs. Even though I have to admit I'm fond of him too...

I screech as somebody touched my shoulder. I leave my internal dialogue and look back to see Mello who seemed to be sick, his face was way too red to not be noticed, looking like he cut off Matt s hair and stuck it to his cheeks. Talking of Matt, he was behind him, keeping a comfortable distance so he could hear us. I look at the blond and admire him for a few seconds. The sun making his hair shine and accentuating the red blush in his cheeks.. I get the sudden urge to run my hands through his soft looking hair. He was wearing a black t-shirt and some fucked up jeans that looked like they belong to a solider from WW2. I chukle a little at the comparation I came up with. I look up back at his face to see his gaze upon my body. I feel my face heat up.

"Hey Mello! Did something happen? You don t look so well.. are you sick?" I notice him jump a little when he hears my voice.

"Oh, um.. Sorry. I m not sick don t worry.. it s just a little hot outside. I wanted to tell you something."

"Go ahead, I m listening!"

"I wanted to tell you... I- um" I see him scratch the back of his head and then mumble something.

"What was that?" I ask making sure I don t sound mean.

My gaze leaves his body as i hear Matt approach us.

"He wanted to ask if you want to meet up tomorrow in the forest, after lunch, but it seems the great detective can t find his words!" Matt explains rolling his eyes and jokingly punching Mello in the arm. Mello glares at him and looks back at me.

"Yeah.. that s what i wanted to say. I want to talk about something in private with you, tomorrow." Mello sounds way to soft for his own good. I m not used to this.

"Sure! I m free tomorrow I don t have a lot of homework."

I see his face light up after i accept his invitation. Matt whispers something to him and I notice his eyes widen and his cheeks become a darker colour of red, he pushes Matt playfully and curses something at him. I laugh at their interaction.

"Hey i was actually having trouble finding a book! Do you think you two can help me?" I ask simlling

"I can t help you right now! There s a super important event on Mario Bros! I m sure Mello can help you though."

"Fuck you, Matt.." I hear Mello whisper.

"Love you too, Mello! I ll leave you two now, have fun!" Joked Matt, winking and waving us goodbye, then running to the door...

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Please tell me if i messed something up! Thank you so much for the request! <3

#mello x you #mello x reader #death note x y/n #death note x you #miheal keehl #death note x reader #death note #mail jeevas

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amaya-writes · 2 years

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Hi!<3 May I request Mello Matt, L, Near and Light hcs of how they would be if their s/o nearly died?

Notes: plz I love writing death note hcs

Warnings: near-death situations, slight yandere themes

Characters involved: Light Yagami, L Lawliet, Near, Mello, Matt

Gender-neutral reader, you/yours

Light Yagami

Regardless of what happened to you, Light will presume this is because of people who are trying to hurt him through you.

Being Kira's s/o is obviously a dangerous position, and he heavily chastises himself for not thinking of his status impacting you before.

This is obviously not completely true, as what happened was a mere accident and had nothing to do with you being his partner.

If another person was involved in the accident then they will definitely be killed using the death note, this is non-negotiable and Light will probably hide their death from you.

He starts keeping a close eye on everything you do and will not let you go places without him for a while. Even after that Light often sends Ryuk to watch over you when he's executing his plans to ensure you don't get caught in it.

Overall, he takes this incident as a challenge to try and prove that he can be Kira and have a partner without it ending in a tragical romance.

L Lawliet

L definitely isn't as crazed Light but he is very cautious because of the incident.

He considers himself foolish for not thinking about such a thing happening before and does get very panicked at the thought of possibly losing you.

Unlike Light who's accustomed to caring for others, his family, and having important people in his life, L has never really had to worry about anyone except himself and Watari, which is why this incident sort of shocks him into realising you are now part of that list too.

He won't be overbearing physically, but he will insist upon having surveillance for some time or at least sending Watari with you.

If you protest then he pretends to understand and agree not to do it, but he still will survey you anyways.

L will get used to the idea of having to look out for you pretty easily, as he also considers the fact that in the future if your relationship ever goes public people might try to use you to get to him.

Overall, he probably seems like the calmest out of them all but he's really spiralling mentally and feels a need to constantly have you around after that.

Mello

The angry kind.

He probably yells at you after the incident and calls you an idiot, but it's really just his way of showing you he cares (that doesn't excuse the fact that he's being toxic).

He'll get overbearing but unlike the others, he doesn't give you a chance. Mello can and will force you into accepting his sudden surveillance and has the connections to ensure you are always watched by someone he trusts if he isn't available.

The two of you probably fight about it quite a bit and Mello starts yelling and has to force himself to understand the fact that just because he cares about you doesn't make this okay.

He's never really had to care about someone so much before, sure he has Matt but he's never cared to this extent, which is why Mello just gets very panicked and doesn't know what to do with himself.

With Mello, conversation is key in this situation.

If you fight fire with fire it might just result in things getting worse and him going Yandere.

Near

Blames himself.

To Near, it's all but insulting you were even put in such a situation. He thinks that it's his fault for not seeing this possibility before.

If he was there to witness the situation his guilt and decision to blame himself only gets worse to the point where he thinks he needs to take extra measures to make up for his previous shortcomings.

He wouldn't force surveillance on you or anything but he might get a little overbearing because he doesn't want you to go places without him or be out of his sight.

Unlike the others Near is open to an argument in fact he wants you to argue back, wants you to knock him out of his self-blaming spiral.

He isn't very familiar with human emotion and doesn't really know how to comprehend what he feels for you and how the thought of you feeling pain affects him so badly.

Just like Mello he just needs to understand this new feeling and how to cope with it healthily.

Matt

Matt is the calmest of them all, and unlike L he's not faking it.

Sure, he's scared shitless. If anything this incident just shows him how careful he needs to be about mixing you and his work since the possibility of you getting hurt is very real.

He doesn't want to risk losing you and isn't very happy about the fact that you could have been taken from him.

Normally, Matt isn't very physically affectionate but now he's holding you in his arms for hours on end convincing himself that nothing happened, that you're fine.

It would be cute if he didn't talk about keeping you with him and only him while you were in his arms.

Very yandere thoughts but unlike the others he doesn't do anything about it.

Well, he doesn't kidnap you. But he does set up a camera outside your house and a tracker in your car. Mello told him to do this before anyways (just in case you were a mole) so that's just more of a reason for Matt to keep an eye on you.

He doesn't tell you any of this, and you will probably never find out since Matt's good at what he does and know how to ensure his targets don't know they're being watched.

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cat3ch1sm · 1 year

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⚰️~ hello, everyone! the Valentine’s Day posting spree resumes. i hope you’re all enjoying it so far. we continue with these death note headcanons- so enjoy! <33

also ik it’s not v-day anymore but expect me to post for all the fandoms because i want yall to be fed. accept it🤨

gn!reader (although reader is called “pretty” in mello’s), slight nsfw

𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡 <𝟑

ft. light, l, older!near, mello, matt, misa, mikami

'*•.¸♡ 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 ♡¸.•*'

he notices your face flush right off, even though you try to hide it. light’s actually noticed it a couple of times-even when he gives you the smallest compliment, your cheeks turn pink.

“you really fluster easily… don’t you?”

light honestly thinks it’s endearing. and while he’s subtle about it, he enjoys flustering you whenever he can just to see your face turn that adorable shade of red.

˚ ◌༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ꕥ 𝐥 𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐭˚ ◌༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ꕥ

l also instantly catches it when your cheeks heat up. he knows it’s a pretty normal reaction when anyone gets a flattering compliment, but for some reason with you, l relishes in it a lot more. he’ll purposely compliment you again just to see you blush a second time.

“there’s that blush again… is it really that easy to fluster you, y/n?”

and of course, you just get embarrassed all over again.

·˚ ◌༘₊· ͟͞꒰➳ 𝐧𝐞𝐚𝐫

tilts his head in confusion when he sees you trying to cover up your face after he gives you a compliment. soon, though, near grasps what’s actually happening. he thinks it’s actually really cute, and will force your hands away from your face so he can get a good look at you.

“there’s no need to be shy, y/n- let me see your face.”

●∘◦❀◦∘● 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨 ●∘◦❀◦∘●

will absolutely jump all over it and tease you relentlessly. he will lean in really close and take your wrists in both his hands to keep you from hiding your face. mello just enjoys knowing that he alone can make you get all shy and red-faced, and he’ll do it as much as possible just to watch you squirm about.

“hm? are you blushing, y/n? well, don’t bother hiding it, pretty- i wanna see your adorable face when you’re all flustered like this.”

◆:*:◇:*: 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭 ◆:*:◇:*:◆

like mello, he’ll also jump all over it- he adores seeing how nervous you get around him when he compliments you. and when he touches you, you become even more of a mess- so he’ll do both things as much as possible relentlessly to see the expression on your face.

“aw… you’re totally blushing right now! don’t worry, sweetheart, it’s cute.”

⁺˚*･༓☾𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐚‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾

thinks you look so, so adorable when you’re all shy. misa will be genuinely confused as to why you’re trying to hide your face and move your hands so she can see you. expect lots of butterfly kisses all over your flushed cheeks because she simply cannot get over you.

“wow, did i really fluster you that much? you look so cute like this!”

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢 *ੈ✩‧₊˚

can’t stop looking at you and the way your hands come up to cover your flushed face. mikami thinks you look so enchanting like this, sort of like a fairy. at the same time, he loves flattering you with extra sappy compliments so he can see the precious way color floods your cheeks.

“oh, darling- how i love to watch you squirm about like this. you’re so lovely when you blush.”

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darkgodcomplex · 17 days

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Stolen - Chapter 10

Mello x Reader

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The punching bag creaks as its ceiling mount bears the force of your thrust, yet all you hear is Beyond Birthday's wet cackles as he is pushed to the ground.

You gear up for another punch, shaking your head. Your fist collides with the bag, sending it back. As it's swinging, it becomes Halle, crumpling to the ground wordlessly, blonde hair speckled with blood.

But then it swings back and it's merely a punching bag again.

You let out a breath, tearing off the boxing gloves and throwing them to the ground. You can't do this.

You turn, sensing a presence in the doorway. You throw up your arm defensively, only for it to be Mello.

"Your boxing has been getting better." Mello says, running a hand through his messy hair. He looks tired, the bags under his eyes are dark.

"Don't give me that bullshit." For some reason he feels so foreign to you now.

Mello stays silent as you sit down on the boxing mat, tearing off your sneakers and throwing one and then the other. You put your head in your hands.

"I'm sorry." You tell him. "It feels like Kira's return is my fault."

Ever since Halle's death, criminals have been dropping dead of heart attacks across the globe.

Beyond Birthday died from an infection in his head wound.

"It's not your fault." Mello's voice is firm.

"I thought Kira was dead."

"Kira is dead." Mello asserts. "This isn't Kira, it's a well laid out plan Kira left behind."

"Kira's successor?"

Mello frowns at this, "Light Yagami wouldn't have planned for his own death. He was too cocky for that."

"I've been thinking..." You've had a lot of time to think lately. "Why Halle?" You look at him. "Why would they choose Halle to send the message?"

"They were able to get ahold her name, I suppose." Mello scrunches his eyebrows. "Why?"

"It seems odd that Halle would be one the one they chose." You rub your face. "Why not Gevanni or Rester?"

"I think you're overthinking it." Mello crosses his arms. "The SPK has incredible security. They got ahold of a name and used it to convey the message."

You purse your lips. Perhaps you are looking at the situation too closely. You, Halle, and everyone else besides Kira and L's Successors are merely pawns.

"Mello," you look up at him. "Why did you come here?"

Mello shrugs, looking down. "Was just dropping by."

"You, Matt, and Near have been constantly busy since Kira's reappearance. I haven't seen you in over a week. You didn't happen to be walking by, you purposely stopped in... why?"

Mello sighs, casting his gaze aside. "I would still like to box with you." His eyes flick back to you.

You stare at the punching bag. It still swings. "I don't think I want to box anymore." You heave yourself from the floor. "But that doesn't matter, that's not why you're here."

He's silent, sharp eyes watching you closely. He's analyzing you just as you are analyzing him.

"You three have hardly even eaten in between your detective work." You walk towards him. "You wouldn't just... stop by for boxing."

He's better at analyzing than you, "When's the last time you've eaten?" He quips back. "Or slept, for that matter? Gevanni said you've been screaming in your sleep."

Your ears burn red, "I don't think that's any of your business."

"Fine... I guess I'll just go back to work then, since apparently that was my only motive for coming here." He pauses, flexing his fist open and closed, staring at you for another second before turning and walking out.

As you're left alone, you want to destroy things. You want to tear the wallpaper from the walls and scratch the floors with the mangled debris of cabinets, but the thing you want to do least is touch that god forsaken punching bag.

So, you merely grab your shoes and leave.

As you enter your room, you see the little plush dog that Mello got you sitting as it usually does, near your pillow. But now you can't bear to look at it so you grab the little thing by its soft neck. Its button eyes glare at you as you shove it into a drawer, begging yourself to forget about it.

You feel a sudden presence in the room.

"I thought you were supposed to stay away from me, Ryuk." You say as you slam the drawer closed, turning to see the hulking monster hovering near your bed.

"You're the Death Note owner, isn't it natural I be with you?" Ryuk rasps.

You smile, "I don't seem to remember a rule saying that the shinigami had to follow the owner." You tilt your head. "Did the boys get too boring for you?"

Ryuk laughs, "I was curious. I keep thinking about Beyond Birthday... I can't seem to decide if it was you or Kira that killed him."

You turn away from Ryuk, fussing with the books on your dresser, "Have you ever thought that perhaps Beyond Birthday really did just die of an infection?"

"I have and I don't believe it."

"So would you believe me if I told you it wasn't me?"

Ryuk laughs some more, "Say, where is that scrap of the notebook that you stole?"

You turn back sharply towards him, pressing a finger to your lips, "Hidden somewhere." You raise a brow. "You're not a snitch?"

"Perhaps you're more interesting than I gave you credit." Ryuk moves across the walls like a spider. It's unsettling. "I won't tell a soul."

Good. As long as you're interesting, he's on your side. Perhaps you can use it. You're being sheltered from the investigation, but that's not going to stop you from investigating on your own.

"You know, what I can't seem to wrap my head around is how me obtaining the Death Note leads to Kira's return." You cross your arms. "That has to be the catalyst to all this, right? If it was possible to do on his own, Beyond Birthday would've just done it without me."

Ryuk just laughs, giving you no information. You're interesting, but not as interesting as Kira.

"Ryuk!" You hear Matt call from the hallway.

"Looks like I gotta go." Ryuk rasps. He presses a finger to his lips, imitating you, before disappearing into the wall farthest from where Matt's voice had rung out.

You poke your head out into the hallway.

Matt eyes you, "Have you seen the shinigami?"

"No." You lie, stepping fully into the hallway.

Matt groans, "Great."

You lean against your door, watching as he scuffs the ground with his foot.

"Stupid shinigami." He mutters, running a hand through his shaggy brown hair. "Given us absolutely nothing."

"How's the investigation?" You ask.

"Enh." He shrugs. "All work and no play. So boring-" As he's talking, he seems to realize he's talking about the case too casually to you and slowly trails off.

"It's okay." You tell him. "I've been bored too."

"Yeah?" He looks at you for a long second. "Why don't we do something tonight then?"

"Do something?" You perk up. "Like what?"

"A bar." Matt says. "You don't have to worry about Beyond Birthday anymore, so we should go out."

"That sounds great!" It's the first time you've felt excited in a long while. It feels good.

"Great, then I'll catch you later." Matt winks, turning away. "I have a shinigami to catch first."

He trots away and you watch him go, wondering why Ryuk was hiding from them.

Later that night, just when you were beginning to think that Matt had forgotten all about you, there's a knock at your bedroom door.

Matt's at the door, dressed in a bomber jacket and aviators.

"The others aren't coming with us?" You ask.

"Nah." He replies, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his jacket. "They don't know we're going out."

You glance nervously to the side.

"It's fine, I promise." Matt says.

"Okay then." You say skeptically.

When the cool breeze hits your face as you step outside, you let out a long breath. It feels good to be outdoors.

"Car's over here." Matt gestures, walking over. You follow.

"It's the same car you kidnapped me in." You say as Matt climbs into the driver's seat.

"Yeah, I had it fixed after the crash, of course." He pats the side of the car. "It's my baby."

You roll your eyes, climbing into the passenger seat. Matt keeps the windows down as he cruises over the speed limit. As he drives, he sticks a cigarette in his mouth.

"Give me a light." He says through the cigarette in his mouth. "It's in the glove compartment."

You open the compartment, digging through the junk. Papers fall out, as well as a gun. You quickly tuck that back in. In the very back you find the lighter. You flick it on, holding it up to Matt's mouth.

The cigarette lights and Matt seems to relax, taking a breath in and letting the smoke seep out his nose after. He grabs the cigarette between his fingers, removing it from his mouth and shaking the ash out the window.

"Smoking is bad for you." You tell him.

He smiles, taking another long drag of his cigarette, "I know."

"Then why do you do it?" You ask, sticking your arm out the window to feel the wind. "I thought you were a genius."

"Don't care." He shrugs. "Feels good."

When you arrive at the bar, you and Matt choose the seats furthest from the door and order your drinks. Matt gets a sour beer, you get a cider. The two of you sip as the chatting in the bar gets louder as it gets busier and busier.

"How have you been?" Matt asks, tapping his beer on the counter.

"Fine." It's an automatic response. "Actually, not fine, I guess."

"Yeah." He nods, still fidgeting with the bottle. "I'm sorry."

A pang hits you and you think of Halle.

"Were you and Halle close?" You ask. You certainly weren't and yet, this death is affecting you nearly as much as your family's.

"Close?" Matt looks up, scrunching his brows. "Not particularly. I mean, she was around a lot during the Kira case, but her and Mello were closer than I was to her."

A new thought pops into your head. Was this affecting Mello at all? You hadn't even considered that. The way those three treat death is astoundingly cold to you. Just a few nights ago, Matt was out barhopping with Halle and now he says they weren't close. You wonder if you died, would Matt, Mello, and Near simply continue on with their lives?

"Matt, how many people have you seen die?" You ask.

"Oh," Matt leans back in his chair, placing his arms behind his head. "Too many to count." He makes eye contact with you. "Too many." Surprisingly, he sounds regretful. He leans forward again, tugging a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it up.

"I'm sorry."

He smiles gently, "Let's not apologize to each other anymore, okay? We both know damn well we're sorry."

You laugh. It's comforting, but in a different way.

When you arrive back at the SPK facility, Matt drops you off at the entrance.

"I'm gonna park the baby out back." He grins, tapping his car.

You laugh, "Well, thank you, I had a great time."

"I did too."

As you enter the building, you feel the alcohol slosh in your stomach. Perhaps you had gotten too carried away. You climb the stairs to the upper floor.

It's late, you try to be quiet in the dark hallway as you sneak over to your room, but as you're opening your bedroom door, another door down the hall opens.

Mello stands in his doorway, illuminated only by the blue light of a computer in his room.

"You're back." He says.

You swallow, wondering if you're about to be scolded. "Yes."

There's a pause, Mello stands there in the darkness, the blue light shining off of his golden hair. He speaks up, "I wish I had prevented all this."

It takes you a second to process this.

"If I could do it all over, I would stop Beyond Birthday before he hurts your family. I would stop Halle from dying. I would prevent Kira from killing again." He takes a breath. "I would say the right things at the right times."

You walk over to him, peering up at him through the darkness.

"I don't need a fix for the past." You tell him, gently taking his hands into yours.

"Can we just... start over?" Mello has never looked so longingly at you.

"I don't want to start over." Your hands slide up his arms, running over his muscled forearms and his broad shoulders. "I want to continue where we left off."

Mello leans forward and presses a gentle kiss to your lips. It's hesitant, at first, as if he thinks you won't reciprocate. As he realizes you're kissing back, he wraps his arms around your waist, tugging you in closer so that you're pressed again his body. Your hand finds the back of his head, weaving your fingers into his hair.

When you pull away for a breath, Mello continues to press small kisses to your lips, then your cheeks and forehead. You laugh.

"We'll continue this tomorrow, right?" Mello still breathes heavily from the kiss.

"Of course." You put your hand to his cheek, which he presses into. You trail your fingers away as you head to your room. "Goodnight, Mello."

"Goodnight."

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juicyc0utur3 · 22 days

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can you please elaborate on brat tamer mello 🙏🙏 (im obsessed with him it’s getting crazy)

ofc anon hope your day is going good :3

warnings: smut, dirty talk, domming, biting, slapping

note: all rough play is consensual

nsfw under the cut

goddamit, why does he keep doing this?

your hips shake in anticipation as he pulled his fingers away right when you were about to finish for the fifth fucking time.

“mello, what the fuck-” you start before you feel a light but firm slap on your thigh that makes you let out a whimper.

“so fucking annoying,” you hear him mutter as he sucks his soaked fingers clean. your hips rock, desperate for his fingers again. “how about you be a good girl and beg for it?”

“mello, please,” you’re cut off by another slap on your inner thigh. he leans down and nibbles on your earlobe as he whispers, “my real name, doll.” you whined at his words, before shakily starting over.

“mihael, please, i need you so bad, it hurts, please let me come,” you moan pleadingly. he smirks against your ear and you feel his fingers enter you again, teasingly slow.

#mello x you #mello #mello x reader #mello death note #mellodramattic #death note smut #death note x reader #death note #death note lawliet #crush smut #smut #crush x reader smut

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pillow-anime-talk · 2 years

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so, umm... i’m... well... hi?

request: hey writer hope u are well!!! can i have lawliet, near and mello with f!reader? separately? can be a fluffy, how would them react to meet the darling for the first time? in a random place, she it’s not aware of their observation yet... so the boys even being shy try to do something to get her attention.love flirting and these things... the rest it’s by your imagination. already, thank you!!!

# tags: headcanons; strangers to lovers (?); light romance; mostly fluff; a bit of comedy; mention of alcohol; flirting; sfw

includes: female reader ft. l lawliet, mihael keehl & nate river {death note}

author’s note: my boys 🥺 happy to write abt them. love u.

— LAWLIET

↘ Definitely, your first meeting would be in this well-known to all of us cafe that serves sweet cakes, hot coffee and iced tea.

↘ I think you would be a new employee there who would be hired part-time because of your studies. You wanted to earn some extra money, and at the same time still have time to study, meet friends and rest a bit. Working in the cafe was relaxing and really enjoyable; the smell of coffee, cookies and ice cream was lovely. You felt like you were on vacation at your grandma’s house.

↘ Lawliet was obviously one of the regular customers who just went to the cafe where you worked on a sunny day. I suppose he’d be a bit surprised to see a new face behind the cash register who also had great use of a coffee machine and knowledge of making hot drinks.

↘ For a short moment he would be watching you from his table, and as soon as you noticed him – it wasn’t hard to notice the strangely seated dark-haired man – you came closer to him, asking what he wanted at that moment. Of course, you recommended some things and he nod his head.

↘ I think he would be distrustful and at the same moment very curious about your person. In any case, he then asked for three different pieces of cake (chocolate one, with strawberries and whipped cream, and an apple pie) and one large coffee with a lot of brown sugar. He also asked for a cup of ice cream and extra waffles.

↘ “... You like sweet things a lot, don’t you?” You asked with a slight smile, hiding the notebook in the pocket of your black apron.

↘ For a brief moment, the young man was silent, and when he looked into your shiny eyes, he nodded slightly once again. His gaze measured you from head to toe a second later.

↘ “Yes, I really like sweet things.” He pushed one corner of his mouth up and you just blushed on your cheeks and whole nose. You quickly apologized to the male, saying you were going to prepare his order, and he just chuckled.

↘ Now he was definitely more curious about you. You seemed 98% trustworthy (he took the 2% from you because you wrote with a green pen and it was a bit crazy for him).

— MIHAEL

↘ First meeting? Definitely at some loud party full of alcohol and heavy music. I think you would have a great time on the dance floor with your friends who pulled you out of the house for the first time in a long time (you know; work and study, family problems, fatigue and a simple aversion to life).

↘ Your dress perfectly matched your figure and hairstyle, and you danced to one of your favorite songs with a huge smile, while singing its lines loudly. Your three female friends had as much fun as you, drinking beer or other stronger drinks.

↘ Mihael would have noticed you at the very beginning; since you entered the club in the basement, his eyes were on you the whole time. He watched your face, smile, body, hand movements and lips as they moved to the beat of the song. He was fucking delighted with you, and at the same time, for the first time in his life, he felt the shyness in his heart. It was strange, new and interesting for him, not gonna lie.

↘ For the next few minutes of the party, he totally didn’t know how to start a conversation with you. Fortunately, after another quarter of an hour, he no longer had to think about a way and an excuse to approach you.

↘ At one point, Mello noticed that one of the club’s guests was harassing you and offering you a drink in an unpleasant way. You tried to politely push the insistent teenager away from you, but the man did not give up.

↘ Only upset Mihael, who took the gun out from behind his back, made the twenty-x-year-old apologize to you and quickly run away from the dance floor, and then probably from the party venue.

↘ Delighted by the behavior of a stranger, you thanked him with a slight smirk on your lips.

↘ “You didn’t accept a drink from him, but will you make an exception for me? They serve good Martini here.” He asked uncertainly, and you just nodded.

↘ Well... Your friends were always right that you really like bad boys.

— NATE

↘ It’s hard for me to say where your first meeting would take place, but after a short while a very simple and logical headcanon came to my mind.

↘ I think you would be the sister/cousin/daughter of one of the people who worked for Nate and that is how you would get to know each other (over time).

↘ When he saw you for the first time, he would be fascinated; you were really beautiful to him and just plain interesting, but on the other hand he was afraid of you.

↘ Even if you were close to one of his employees, he had to be careful and alert. Nevertheless, he would watch you closely every time you visit your family at their workplace.

↘ It would take days or even weeks for Nate to speak to you; I think it would be something as simple as asking for help with paperwork or making a domino together. But you would be very glad and very blushed at his precious proposal.

↘ He would still be watching you closely, admiring your neatness and passion for the task entrusted to you. White-haired – interestingly – praising you from time to time.

↘ Near wouldn’t say much, but he would definitely have a talent for light, intelligent pickup lines.

↘ “You have neat and really pretty fingers.”

↘ “Thank you.”

↘ “You’re pretty too, of course.”

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ashthemadwriter-archived · 2 years

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"Do you need to use your safe word, Darling?"

"You look so pretty with my dick inside you, princess"

Fandom: Death Note

Pairings: Mello X Fem!Reader

Request: "Hello!! Can I request prompt “Do you need to use your safe word, darling?” With Mello pls?🤭" " I have spawned in here to request prompt 12 with mello😼" ◜By two lovely anons!◞

Genre: Smut

Format: Short Fic

Warnings: Explicit smut, Cussing, Brat taming, Sub!Reader, Dom!Mello, Pet names (Darling, Slut, Princess, etc), Degrading, Dirty talk, Mello being a tease, Vaginal sex, Oral (Giving), Rough sex, Mating press position, FILTH overall, MDNI

Word Count: 1.6K

A/n: Both of you didn't mention anything about reader's gender so I went with Female reader, and I also combined both requests, hope that's ok :)

When you thought about testing Mello, this wasn't exactly what you were thinking.

It was supposed to be a stupid joke, a sarcastic one you would say; but still, a joke. When he came home today, exhausted and out of breath, he wasn't expecting you to give him shit about it. Sure; it was nearly 4 am but, so what? You're not his mom alright? He never had one actually, which was probably the reason why he was so on guarded when discussing this matter.

He wasn't used to people actually caring about him.

"I don't fucking understand! Why the fuck are you arguing with me?" Mello hissed, taking the last bite of his caramel flavored chocolate as he stared into your eyes. The click sounds of the chocolate being destroyed by his teeth kinda distracted you, but it was also turning you on at the same time.

Not that you were going to admit it. Definitely not at this moment.

"Because you're not supposed to stay outside wandering in the streets while I'm here worried sick; dying to get a reply from you!"

"Why not?! I'm a fucking adult now! I waited all these years to turn 18 and get out of that orphanage, I won't let you control me and tell me what to do!"

God this was so stupid! You had enough of this! You loved this jackass! It was enough that you knew he was about to die any moment due to him working on the Kira case, but this? It was too much.

Too much for a normal girl like you.

"You know what? I wanna break up" you blurted out, without thinking about how many times you brought the topic up. Mello simply rolled his eyes at your words, thinking how long is it gonna take for you to find out that you are never getting away from him.

"Oh? Why is it this time?"

"This time? Oh! It's actually for the same reason! You, Mello! I love you too much! Too much that I can't stand this! This is... hard for me! You're always outside, you never give me any attention; You're not even capable of satisfying me in bed!"

Oops.

"What?" His carefree tune was replaced with a harsh one, and his sharp gaze fixated on you was a manifest sign, implying to take your words back, but today you felt a bit perkier than usual, so you decided to put yourself on a knife-edge.

"What? You've gone deaf or something?" you said bluntly, but not enough to stop yourself from avoiding his stare. You knew you didn't mean any of these, but maybe you were being too easy on him, always leaving the conversation undone because he was too tired or had work to do.

"The bedroom. Now"

This tune. This serious tune of his was something you were craving for ages. It reminded you of your first hook up together when you met in a bar. How he fucked you like the good girl you were, doming you until you were sobbing for him to let you come. That night was...crazy; and seemed like tonight was going to be similar to that, or even crazier.

You nodded with obedience, heading to the bedroom as your legs trembled with excitement. It had been a while since you two had sex and this looked like a good start; right?

"Kneel" He ordered you, caressing your bottom lip as you obeyed him docilely. His thump slowly rubbed the sensitive skin, pushing them open to make room for his digit to slip inside your wet mouth.

"Good girl. I like it when you're this obedient" The grin on his face was sending shivers down your spin, releasing all the negative thoughts you were surrounded with earlier that day. He was fine, he looked fine; maybe you were a bit overreacting.

And maybe you crossed one important line of his.

"But sometimes... Sometimes you seem to forget your place" his thumb slowly exited your mouth. "But no worries for that, doll. I mean, that's why I'm here right? To remind you where you belong to"

If it was any other day you would've talked back to him, but tonight he just looked so majestic as you were watching him from below that you couldn't bring yourself to mutter a word.

Watching you looking at him with lust in your eyes, Mello just knew that your head was already filled with dirty fantasies of him bending you on his lap leaving hand prints on your skin, and maybe he was willing to make those dreams come true, but first he had other plans on his mind.

"Say, how about we have a challenge? Let's see who can last longer in this game, hm? You in?"

Well, how could you say no to this tempting offer?

Seeing the sign of approval on your face, Mello reached for his belt to get rid of all the clothes keeping you from having access to his big cock. You knew what he was after, so you lent him a hand by unzipping his pants and pulling them down to meet a erected dick hanging out in front of you, ready to feel your mouth around it.

Turning your look back to Mello, you started lightly stroking his dick with your warm hand, causing him to take a heavy breath and watch you with hidden desperation in his eyes. A small grin found its way to your lips before they crashed on his dick, making him lightly pant at the sudden arrival of pleasure. Your blowjobs were always a nice treat, so you wouldn't really blame him if he came after a while; right?

Or that's just what you were thinking at the moment.

Without wasting a second, you started bobbing your head back and forth on his length, with an unbelievably fast pace like you're life depended on it. You could already taste his precum leaking from the tip of his dick, which was definitely a good sign, and so were his grip on your hair. His sex was so warm yet so big to enjoy the taste of him on your tongue, but unlike you, he was definitely enjoying himself; you could tell that from how hard he was trying to hold back his moans. But as you thought he was about to fall apart, He suddenly pulled your hair back.

"Mhm- Ouch!" You whined, leaving his dick from your mouth while massaging the pain away on your scalp. Your eyes were on him and that stupid smug face of his, knowing that he wasn't going to give you the satisfaction of winning.

"You think you can make me come? How bald" He grinned as he grabbed your upper arm, lightly pulling you upwards. He didn't want to hurt you, he was still in love with you after all; but you could take just one rough night, couldn't you?

The second you stood in front of him, he pushed you toward the bed, making you gasp with surprise as his body crashed on top of you. Now it was you who was panting for breath, while trying to hide your lewdness for his touch. The eye contact between you became tense when his hand started rubbing your clit gently, satisfied with how wet you were already even though he hadn't properly touched you yet.

"Look at you! Looks like you were enjoying that blowjob more than me! Or, is it just because you're a needy slut for my cock, huh?"

Maybe you could answer him, if your mind wasn't clogged with his virility over you.

He poked your lips lightly, smirking at how needy your throbbing cunt was for him. "Well, I can't turn down my pretty girlfriend after all, hm? Even if she acts like a bitch sometimes"

Pressing your knees on your stomach, he placed your hands on your thighs, kissing the soft skin as you felt his tip on your entrance.

And that was when it hit you. You could never win, never against him, because he was the one who had power over you, he only hadn't bother to show you that until now.

In this small game of filth, you were the loser; and even though you didn't want to admit it, you were perfectly fine with that.

"Mhm- mh- A- A- Ah- Ahhhh!"

There it was, the sudden feeling of your body burning underneath his sweaty skin, shooting drops of cum landing on his cock, creaming around him. How many times you had come already? You lost track of it after the third time, because your mind and your body was too numb to process what was happening around except for how his length was thrusting into you, hitting that sensitive spot inside. Was he protesting? Not at all, it was just making it easier for him to shove himself inside your slippery cunt, earning endless needy moans or perhaps inarticulate mutters from you.

"You look so pretty with my dick inside you, princess" He whispered next to your ear, sending shivers down your quivery spin. Of course he was having fun. He was having his way with you, humiliating your crave for his dick and how you were still too haughty to give up.

"You're trembling under me baby. I bet you won't be able to walk tomorrow. Are you sure you can take one more? Do you need to use your safe word, Darling?"

What was the point of him asking? You couldn't even respond to him because you were too busy devouring euphoria coming from his sex with your aching pussy. One thing came to your mind as your eyes rolled back with pleasure, getting the feeling of the arrival of your next climax;

That he was going to have you screaming both his name and your safe word, not so long afterwards.

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