Toy

Toy
By DarkGiggle
Part 2
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Disclaimer: I don’t own DN or the characters. I make no money off this so don’t sue!

Plot: NearxLight. Near-seme x Light-uke. Maybe some MattxLight with Matt-seme x Light-uke. Non-Con, torture, language, violence, tattooing, nudity, toys and yaoi are present. Very OOC and mild for the moment. Beyond that I haven’t decided yet.

Author’s Note: this is the unedited version… um I’ll fix it later.
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Dexterous and soothing fingers were running through his hair, moving in a steady pattern and rhythm. Blinking his eyes open he came face to face with a white pajama covered thigh. Tracing up the body part, he saw an unwelcomed sight.

Oh hell. It was Near. Near live and seeming well, to be exact. If this little bastard was calling the shot his chances of escape and revenge just went down, by a lot! Light made no motion to speak and banished the thought of moving as his sore body reminded him of his recent torture session.

Near made no motion to speak either and continued his petting as if Light never woke. He liked this. The older male’s hair was thick, but extremely fine and just the softest thing Near had ever touched. He continued on until a low stomach growl broke the quiet. Now that wouldn’t do. Deserting the lovely locks, Near grasp a stiff shoulder with two hands and flipped the taller male over.

Light barely kept in a groan and just as he was about to curse the little SOB a narrow necked bottle of something was shoved in his mouth. Syrupy liquid flowed in and he swallowed a lot on instinct. As it went down his parched, raw throat was soothed and his guts reacted in desire for sustenance, thus he sucked it up to the last drop.

The white haired boy pulled the empty bottle away. The painkiller should knock him out again soon so he swiftly replaced it with a straw stuck in a protein shake.

Light’s pride pricked at receiving food from his enemy, but he reasoned there was no sense in getting weak. As he had no idea what was going on in that cotton ball head, he’d best prepare anyway he could.

By the time he finished the shake his hunger was sedated and he felt sleepy for some reason. In trying to figure out why, he missed Near getting up and leaving his side. What he did not miss though were his magnetic rings being turned on and getting pasted to the floor. He glared at the little bastard as he came back into view. “Why am I here?” He demanded and attempted to hide the croak in his voice.

Near saw the eyelids grow heavy, so he did not even think to answer. If he did it would not be remembered so why waste words. Instead he hunkered down and over a sputtering Light for a nice warm nap. Soon enough all sounds other than breathing stopped and Near drifted off on his personal, human pillow.

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At his twenty-fifth push up the pain from the rings on his arms grew too distracting so he stopped for the moment. Light had no idea how long he’d been in here but he figured at least a few days. Or at least a few days since he saw Near. By now he was fully healed, even …there …in his private place. He tried not to think about the indignity whenever he could manage it.

Light had already gotten used to his surroundings and found them hugely boring. There was no modesty here, which no clothes or separate bathroom help with. There was no way to get out, he’d tried the red line only once more and it had not been fun. There was no way to kill himself as the shower never quite got to boiling and he didn’t want to drown himself in the toilet. Not that he wanted or was ready to off himself, but it was good to know his options.

The food was regular and plain. Also it was just about he only thing that gave him the illusion of time. Though now with it and so much boredom he had to exercise to stay in shape. Hopefully when the opportunity presented itself he could deck both little bastards into the afterlife.

Hmm. Speaking of the afterlife, where the Hell was that damn shinigami? Wasn’t it supposed to prevent situations like this by either killing him or Near and Matt? Huh. Stupid, retarded apple loving shinigami!

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Near woke up with a problem, only now he had a solution to it. He headed to his toy’s cell. Entering he saw his toy was asleep, which was only natural. With so little to do, Near knew he would be prone to sleep more to.

Again gripping a shoulder he turned his doll over, this time on to his front. He had expected something to happen then but Kira appeared to be a sound sleeper. It mattered not. After pulling the long legs apart Near went and activated the rings. All it got was a sleepy murmur. Leaving the room he collected the things he would need; a condom, a plastic glove, a ball gag and lubrication.

There are certain things Light can sleep through, a gag being shoved and strapped into his mouth is not one of them. Immediately he is awake and struggling but it is no use against the rings. He feels a wet poking at his entrance and a rage ignites in him! Kami damn that Matt! He would kill him with his bare hands as soon as he has the chance, consequences be damned!

A thin, slippery finger entered him with little trouble and Light had to hold back a growl. He had to keep his cool, he had to keep his nerves down. He’d given that red haired SOB too much the last time around. He would not make that mistake again. When he felt the digit wriggle and wait a while before it was joined Light wondered what was up. Well, that is after he’d clenched at the ache the second finger caused him. Soon the thin appendages inside him were alternating between scissoring, crossing and forming a V shape. And it was actually starting to feel… not good but not bad either.

Dammit! If Matt poked at his prostate and made him “enjoy” his rape he was going to castrate the fucker, feed him his genitals, skin him alive, add salt and then fucking strangle him ’til his head popped like a freaking zit!

As the third finger started to penetrate him all possible thoughts of pleasure flew away. OW! Three put considerably more strain on his virgin passage than two did. It took some time for him to adjust and as he did he couldn’t help wondering again what was up with Matt. Before the other seemed to thrill in his pain so why the drastic change? Did he not want to leave any evidence? Further inspection was cut off as the fingers altered to pumping in and out of him. Oh! Here was that not bad felting again.

That was enough, Near decided. He shed his pants carelessly to the side, put on the condom and applied lube. Lining himself up he pushed the head of his cock against the pucker once experimentally before pushing in all the way.

Being pierced by the blunt, thick member was definitely in the bad feeling category. Light clenched his jaw and tried to relax, but the more than mild pain and this full sensation didn’t make it an easy task to accomplish.

Near’s breath stuck in his lungs, though that didn’t seem to matter at the moment. He’d never felt anything so good, so tight and hot. It was delicious. So this was sex? Now he could understand the appeal; the white haired boy took a long pause just to appreciate the feel.

Light was just getting used to having a guy’s pecker up his ass when the thing retreated, leaving him felting empty. However, soon enough a cycle was set. In and out, in and out, in and out. Shit. This could almost be called good.

Stubbornly he stamped down on the beginnings of his own arousal and clenched his channel. He wanted this over with before his will has a chance to break. It seemed to do the trick as the thrusts got shaky and a touch spastic. A harsh exhale and one jerk of the other’s hips later and Light knew it was done. As Matt pulled out one final time Light calculated a grand total of around eight minutes. Hah! Inexperienced idiot! The few times he’d had sex, with Misa unfortunately, he’d lasted way longer than that.

With that little bit of pride and a great deal of pride at not loosing his composure, Light mentally relaxed. He did it, he wasn’t horrendously emotionally scared or shamed. He’d keep his body relatively under his control at all times and he hadn’t let a peep out. True this hadn’t been particularly rough or trying but the important thing was that it was over.

Near held down a yawn as he removed the condom and regained his pants. He looked down at his still restrained and spread toy. Light was much closer than his bed so he laid down on top of the older male to get his night’s rest. He barely registered the garbled protest prior to his leaving for dreamland.

Light had been shocked to feel the other crawl over him. Again? So soon? Then the warm body had laid on him and he Knew. Oh Kami, he just got fucked by a que-tip in pajamas! Restraint was punted out the door at this realization and he cursed Near or as much as he could through the ball gag. Somehow it was so much worse being fucked by the little L-want-to-be! Light did not find sleep for many hours.

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The Yagami male stayed perfectly still as the little toy car ran under him. He’d been put on his hands and knees and been made a bridge. Apparently the rings could be individually activated as now solely his wrists, knees and ankle rings were on.

Still Light did not take this as a good sign. And why was this? Because when he’d woken up this morning the previously empty bookcases were filled with toys. And not just kid toys. No, mixed in with everything innocent were adult toys. The kinds of toys that he didn’t want anywhere near to his genitals, nipples or mouth. So he stayed still and went along with Near’s playing. There was always a chance that the cotton ball would decide to fuck him with the tip of his model plane but it was lower than with the one of the many arrays of dildos on the shelf.

Little green plastic soldiers were placed on his back and the car started circling him like he was a race tract. He had to get out of here or he would go insane.

Near watched the subtle hints of agitation take over his favorite toy. In fact he watched so much he forgot about his other toys and instead began to play with Light’s soft hair.

Light Yagami mentally scowled. He had to get out of here. The soon the better and the saner. Though he could not help but feel calm has the marvelous fingers ran through his mane.

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End Part 2…. Um…maybe…. Um I really don’t know if I should go on.
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