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𝐌𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨!

Hii!!! Welcome to my blog, my first post!! ^^

I'm gonna be mainly posting fanfics, little short stories mostly.. fluff, angst, freaky.. ANYTHING

I have many interests!!! Ddlc, DEATNOTE!, twd, video gamess, alt music and MOREE!!

I'll mostly be writing abt deathnote!!

She/her IM NOT A MAN

That's because I am Kevin! Because I made you! /ref

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I give up on kinktober. I can't write that much, oml... but I WILL write some of the prompts, just not right now..

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Vro do I like have to do day 3 of kinktober... I don't know what I'd write for any of the prompts for it gg I'll be back tmmr ong

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𝗗𝗮𝘆 𝟭 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘁𝗼𝗯𝗲𝗿: 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴

Mellodramattic

Warnings : choking, belt used as leash, oral, sexual media, implied fight, mellodramattic, out of charater?, mlm, deathnote lovas..

I'm a little late to kinktober. shhh!!! Anyways, this is my FIRST fanfic, so dont beat me..

꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦꒷꒦︶꒷꒦︶ ๋ ࣭ ⭑꒷꒦

Matt didn't remember how it started, but all he knew was the feeling of mellos, leather gloves squeezing around his neck, the feeling of gasping for breath, his vision darkening with dots of black and everything getting dizzy, distant till mello would left go slightly, kissing Matt making him dependent on mello for any sign of air, it was addictive.

The feeling of mello being all in control, in control of how much air he had fuck it was hot. Mello had Matt pinned against the wall, Matt was a few inches taller, but that stopped neither of them.

Mello had come home from another day at "work" and was clearly pissed off, so of course he took it out on Matt, yelling and grabbing him off the couch by the collar of his striped shirt while Matt just followed, smirking slightly amused with the whole crash out till mello slammed him against the wall, his gloved hand instantly grasping matts neck while muttering something with a look of anger mixed with somewhat lust. Matt didn't Necessarily fight back. he had no reason to trust mello.

Matt's hands instinctively pulled at mellos arms but gave up in seconds. His legs gave out slightly, knees buckling as his body gave into mello. Mello leaned down slightly, kissing Matt desperately with hungry, biting at Matt, as he replaced his hand with his mouth, leaving forming bruises and bite marks with no hesitation. Matt wouldn't care about hiding the marks later, but he wouldn't need to anyways he rarely went outside in social gatherings.. Matt whimpered as he felt mellos breath against his ear,

"Down.."

Mello demanded as he backed away slightly from Matt. Matt knew exactly what to do, dropping to his knees, hastily fidgeting with mellos belt, that stupid flashy belt buckle that probably cost more than the couch they sleep on.. mellos' hands buried into Matt's red hot hair, tugging on it almost like a threat.

Mello tilted his head, observing as Matt pulled off the flashy belt.

"Give it"

Matt complied, handing the belt to mello. Mello crouched down momentarily as he looped the belt around Matt's neck, securing it a notch where it slightly limited Matt's breathing acting like a leash while mello tugged on it, wordlessly telling Matt to go on. Matt undid the button on mellos black boot cut jeans before sliding them down, not wasting time and taking mellos boxers down with it.

Mello had one hand tugging at Matt's hair almost desperate as he tried to get Matt to hurry up and deal with mellos aching pleasure while one hand stayed firm on the belt end. Matt quickly surrounded mello with his mouth, used to the whole routine at this point whenever mello got to stressed out at something.

He bobbed his head at a pace only mello knew as he let out breathless gasps with a whine in reply from Matt sending vibrations through mello as his head fell back. It didn't take much for mello to finish, and Matt could tell he was at the end with his gasps turning into whines, to rough moans in need. Matt's eyes watered as be continued, staring up at mello in the process till mellos' hand that was now loose in Matt's hair suddenly pulled him close, holding his head in place as mello released with whimpers and mumbles of Matt's name. He let go soon after, ruffling Matt's hair in approval as he crouched down, taking the belt off Matt's neck and setting it aside

"Good boy,"

Mello praised with a slight smile as his hand massaged Matt's neck. Matt just stared up at mello with pure admiration as he wiped his mouth with the back of his palm. Mello never looked more buetiful than in moments like this, how his blonde hair got messy, how his eyes had a slight shine in them and how fucking sweet he was after.