Married Life, Chapter 3 | By : Lemmybe Category: Death Note > Het-Male/Female > Light/Misa Views: 2223 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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"Ahh! Light-Kun, that hurts!" Her body writhing in pain, twisting and tugging at the restraints, only making them dig deeper into her already swollen wrists...Amazingly, it was enough to cause a tightening in my groin.
The smell of cinnamon drifted through the room, only growing stronger as the candle in my hand burned down the wick. Bit by bit the wax dripped down onto Misa's bare stomach, the cherry red wax making a startling contrast against her porcelain complextion, each drop causing her to whimper and cry out.
"Now now Misa, quiet yourself. You're my wife. You should be pleasing me. In order to do that..you should silence yourself."
Gnawing her lip, the inner batle within herself was being clearly displayed on that small face she used so often to get her way. It way easy to read every litle thing she was thinking: I know I want to please him, but I really don't like this pain, maybe I should ask him to stop? But then he may get mad at me-
"Ouch! Light, please, the wax is too hot!"
Best to stop her thoughts now before she hurts herself. She may not be the brightest, but at least she is somewhat obedient. The wax was turning out to be a great tool in keeping Misa in line, though her noises were growing tiresome.
Reaching down, I gently brush my fingertips along the mound of flesh covering her innermost parts, allowing my index finger to trace her slit, teasing the already twitching skin.
"Misa, I told you to be quiet. All your complaining will only make me want to go and sleep elsewhere tonight. You wouldn't want that, now would you?"
"N-No! Never Light, but you're being especially mean tonight.."
The needless use of my name was beginning to grate my nerves. Hearing it every few moments only reminded me of her need to cling to me like plastic, suffocating and unrelenting. It was all I could do to distract myself with phsycial activities during nights such as these.
Without warning, I thrust my fingers deep into her tight entrance, earning myself a yelp.
Time to have a bit of fun.
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