Another Day | By : anaeotae Category: Death Note > Yaoi-Male/Male Views: 2685 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Another Day, Part Two
Light was smiling and saying, “You’ve been extraordinarily antisocial as of late, Mail, and I’m beginning to be concerned about the impact your actions may have on our work, as well as the morale of our team. I think it wise to address this issue immediately and I think I’ve come up with a plan which should prove both effective and enjoyable.” If someone were listening in from the other side of the wall (say, Mello, for example) they would probably think that Light was going to introduce some sort of ice breaking activity he found in a book on human relations for the office. He was smiling and saying this, like this was a board meeting and an employee review, but he was also smiling and slowly slipping Matt's belt out of its loops, which, last time Matt checked, was not covered under appropriate office relationships. Then again, no matter how many times Matt told himself he was only there for the hacking and tech work he knew he was eventually going to be there for the fucking and orgasms, too. If Light had collected his dolls together for work, he would have put them in the attic outside of the 9 to 5, not let them play X-Box in their boxers.
He also wouldn't have been stripping them to their boxers like he was doing now to Matt.
Even Near, poor stricken Near, seemed to build up with anticipation as Light deftly removed Matt’s clothing.
Light, of course, was well aware of his captive audience. Savoring his power, as usual, he slowed down his actions so it felt as though Matt's clothes were melting off of him rather than being carefully stripped. Unconsciously, he leaned closer to his superior, giving Light more freedom to carefully slip his vest off his arms so that it dropped on the floor behind him. Light trailed his fingers across Matt’s hipbones next, then began pulling his shirt up his torso. Matt lifted his arms like an obedient child and, chuckling, Light slipped the shirt completely off of him.
“It seems you aren’t entirely incapable of learning, Mail, so hopefully you will be able to complete tonight’s lesson.”
So, now he was a naughty student with his sexy professor? Just how many kinky fantasies did Light plan to hit tonight, anyway? Matt had just about visualized Light with a badge and handcuffs when, once again, his thoughts were abruptly derailed.
Evidently, all of the moaning and screaming that came out of the Master bedroom was a direct result of Light’s fingers. The digits had only barely been in contact with his skin and already Matt couldn’t remember why he didn’t spend every single moment of every single day begging for Light to touch him. All the other little details of the world dissolved into static until the only thing left was Light’s fingertips on Matt’s dick. The sight of all of Near’s bare skin danced somewhere near the edges of his vision, but mostly it just seemed like a sensory illusion resulting from the way Light was wrapping his whole hand around Matt’s length. He may simply have been another half-formed fantasy skipping merrily over Matt's neural pulses and occasionally shredding his auditory signals with tiny little whimpers.
“The object of the lesson is quite clear and the logic behind it quite simple, Mail, but also very important. Please, pay attention.”
The words managed to continue their sneaky assault on his brainwaves, but Matt couldn't help but think that it was a rather absurd request to make while Light was engaging in at least a dozen other activities specifically designed to deter and split his attentions in a hundred pleasurable directions. Still, Light always did demand the world, didn't he?
“You’ve not been adequately engaged with the other members of our little family," and, here, Matt had to groan, because, really, did Light have to make him feel like a naughty child, too?
Light was smiling against his neck now, each muscle twitch heralding an involuntary twitch down the length of Matt's back.
"So, it will be beneficial to put you in a situation where you learn the rewards of human interaction directly.” Matt had been hoping for a hands-on assignment.
Light held up a black band that looked somehow ominous and exciting at the same time (a little like Light himself). “I’m going to put this around your cock and I’m not going to take it off until I think you’ve learned you’ve sufficiently proved yourself attentive to others. Do you know what that means, my Mail? It means that I’m not going to let you cum until you’ve made Nate cum. Twice.”
It was at this point that Matt’s internal monologue lost signal. There was definitely input speeding towards his brain in a constant rhythm, but everything was being processed as a fuzzy static that felt vaguely like desperation.
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Ok, so that was somewhat more than an acceptable time frame. My apologies. Next chapter, definately going to have out in the next...year.
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