Smut-Shots

“Smut-Shots” Part 4

A/N: This is the fourth in a series of one-shot smut fictions with various pairings with different perspectives and different styles. There is no plot to them and there is no connection whatsoever to the canon series. I am just expressing my perverse needs onto the computer screen for everyone’s entertainment.

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note. All characters depicted herein belong to Tsugumi Ohba and Takeshi Obata.


This one-shot contains:
-Oral Sex
-Hand Jobs
-Master/Slave relationship

Paring in this one-shot:
Aiber and Matsuda

Style: Alternate Universe, 3rd Person, Matsuda’s perspective

Matsuda was shivering in the small room he was occupying. The heating in Master’s home was not up to par, making his situation uncomfortably too common. He was stripped bare of any clothing, leaving his body accessible to his Master’s every whim and need. It pleased Matsuda that Master found pleasure in his body, that his reactions were satisfactory, the mere thought sent a pleasant shiver down his spine and he let a small grin play on his face. Unconsciously, he reached up and fingered the collar around his neck, complete with an identification tag that contained his name. It made him smile more that he belonged to Master and that Master wanted to keep him. His hand snapped back to his side when he heard the tell tale heavier steps of his Master’s approach to the door of the small room.

He looked up with a smile to the older blonde man who wore a suit and silk shirt in a style that may have been very popular from somewhere around the 1980’s-1994, but somehow it still looked good on him. He had stubble on his chin and his hair was slightly longer, but not falling on his neckline. The feature Matsuda liked the best was his Master’s eyes, they were a piercing blue and they made Master all the more beautiful to him.
“Get up and come with me.” The deep American voice was always a turn-on to Matsuda and it was no surprise that his penis responded and became half-erect just from those deep tones alone. He knew however that he would not get any release unless Master allowed him to, the cock ring that was firmly attached at the base was a testament to that.

He stood up from his seated position and followed his Master obediently to the living room and waited until Master was seated before taking his place across his lap and letting his hair to be petted.
“You do know that I care about you very much, right Matsuda?” The rich deep tones once again sent a pool of heat to his groin, completing his erection. Matsuda nodded with a smile and shifted a little.
“I know that Master cares about me and loves me. I would not have it any other way.” To prove this, he leans his head and lets it settle onto the clothed chest, letting his gaze shift to the patch of skin that showed and smiling at the small curls of chest hair that showed. He felt a very tender kiss being placed at the top of his head before noticing that Master’s hand was moving to his erection, causing said muscle to twitch in anticipation.

Master’s grip was only a little on the rough side, but Matsuda loved every second of it, letting out little gasps and mewls with every teasingly slow stroke that Master used on him. He did not need to look into Master’s eyes to know that he was enjoying this, the bulge that appeared where he sat was proof enough. He shifted again, letting himself grind against Master’s growing erection.
“You certainly are a tease, are you so thirsty already?” Matsuda did not nod right away, instead shifted once more, loving the feeling of the clothed erection against his ass.
“Master may…ah…let me drink when…mmm…he’s ready to…” His voice was a little breathless, arching a little into the hand that stroked him as that familiar pooling sensation began to get stronger. He felt Master shift a little before removing his hand from the leaking erection before being lifted off the lap and being settled onto the floor.

Matsuda moved himself between the parted legs and looked up with wide eyes, waiting on his Master to determine what to do next.
“Wait a moment, you are not ready to receive me yet.” Master moves to get up and Matsuda shuffles on his knees to move away and allow him to stand. He gazes with complete adoration as his Master disappears into his own bedroom for a brief moment, returning into view with a pair of handcuffs. Matsuda visibly pouts, handcuffs only meant that he could not openly share his pleasure with his Master. He watches as Master walks to him and grabs his wrists to bring them to his back, the familiar clinking of the cuffs making him wince a little. He looks as Master seats himself back and beckons him forwards. With a sigh, Matsuda shuffles forward and once more looks up at him.
“You can do it yourself this time.” The words sounded harsh to Matsuda, but the kind and loving smile more than made up for it.

After a slight adjustment, Matsuda leaned forwards and began to work on undoing his Master’s pants with his mouth. He was thankful that there was no belt to be seen, having one on would only add to the challenge, not one that he was willing to face. After years of practicing, he’d mastered tricks to undo the buttons to every pair of pants that his Master wore. This pair was no different and it was not long before he was using his teeth to pull down the zipper, smiling at the slight hitching of breath that was made audible. Task completed, Matsuda let his gaze travel back to those wonderful features, eyes locking onto the older male’s. Master smiled kindly and moved his hand down to free his arousal from his underwear, Matsuda having lifted his head to allow him.

Master’s shaft was thick as it was tall, a nice 8 inches of flesh that made Matsuda salivate hungrily. After wetting his lips with his tongue, Matsuda lowered his head and took the tip into his mouth and began to lap at the slit, loving the soft, but deep groan from his Master’s mouth. He worked the tip a little longer, gathering the bits of pre-cum but not swallowing, it would aid him in his movements shortly. He felt a hand settle on his head and let the fingers thread themselves into his dark hair; said hand then began to move slowly, petting him and letting soft, but appreciative groans as he continued to work the tip.
“Uhhn…you are very thirsty today, aren’t you?” Another jolt of pleasure surged at the base of Matsuda’s spine and he moaned softly around the tip to confirm this.

Satisfied that he’d gathered as much pre-cum that was necessary, only then did he start to bob his head and start sucking the hardened flesh. The fingers in his hair tightened their grip slightly and there was a slight shifting of Master’s hips, but Matsuda continued to bear down, working the proud column of flesh teasingly slow. Master’s groans became more audible when Matsuda tongued the nerves and vein under the shaft. Matsuda took that as a sign to start taking more of his Master’s erection into his mouth. He bobbed his head further, but not yet letting the tip hit the back of his throat, he needed to prepare himself mentally for that. He sucked a bit harder with each time he went a little deeper.
“Fuck…the things that mouth of yours can do to me…uhnn…keep going.” Matsuda complied, breathing through his nose, continuing until he was able to at last deep throat his Master.


He began to swallow around the head, the act made his jaw and throat sore, but he was unconcerned. Going further still, he took in his Master’s first 2 inches before sucking hard and pulling up.
“Goddamn it!” Master’s voice was strained and breathless, a sign he was close, so Matsuda continued with his oral teasing, bobbing faster and sucking harder. His throat was screaming for relief from this unusual pressure, but Matsuda only continued.
“I’m not gonna last…fuh…” Matsuda pulled his Master’s erection from his throat despite the urgency that the hand on his head was pushing him to do otherwise. Matsuda moved back until only the first inch was in his mouth and sucked harder than before, letting his tongue once more play with the tip.

It was too much for his Master and Matsuda felt his hips arch upwards before the bitter taste of cum flooded his mouth. Matsuda drank it greedily, each pulse granting him his reward for his efforts. A bit of the sticky fluid leaked out and ran down the softening shaft. When the last of his Master’s orgasm was abated, Matsuda cleaned the shaft of any remaining fluids and swallowed what he could gather. He yelped a little in discomfort when he shifted, having completely forgotten about his straining need. He gazed imploringly at his Master, hoping that he would help him to release the pressure that had built up. Thankfully, Master was a kind man and pulled him up and allowed Matsuda to straddle the other’s legs.


Matsuda sighed in relief when the cock ring was removed and he moaned when the older man’s hand grabbed onto the over stimulated flesh and began to roughly jerk him off. Matsuda rested his head against his Master’s shoulder and moaned and gasped with each pump of the other’s hand. Matsuda knew he was not going to last long and tensed when that pooling sensation finally got too much for him.
“M-Master!” he cried out, letting his own seed flood his Master’s palm and suit. His body twitched with his orgasm, but at last he slumped forward, completely sated and tired. He barely registered that a hand was brought to his mouth. His nose twitched at the smell that he was familiar with and he lazily began to clean his seed from his Master’s fingers. He did not protest when his head was brought to the spots on the shirt that he had stained and let his tongue scrape away the mess he made.

Task completed, he simply gave in to slumber, not caring where it was that he was sleeping. His Master smiled warmly at him and let himself be used as a pillow, wrapping an arm around his pet and letting himself settle into a comfortable sleep.

A/N: Part 4 is complete! Matsuda is a total Uke no matter what. Aiber just screams Seme to me so what an interesting pairing. I could see this working out believe it or not. There will be more, no worries :3