Striped

Author's Beginning Notes: I usually stay far away from this couple. Don't get me wrong, I enjoy this couple as a couple, but more so as adversaries. So attempting to write them is a big experiment on its own. Forgive me if it doesn't make much sense; its all in good fiction fun.

Warnings: Shonen-ai, sexual content and misuse of candy.


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Striped by Christy (Rinhail)

Of all the perversions in the world and of all the perverse people committing perversions, he had to fall for the weridest of the bunch.

Ryuzaki wouldn't be so outlandish if he spruced himself up. This is outward appearance wise, because there was no help for toning his habitude to presentable quality. Unfortunately, the obtuse man cared nil about what others discerned of him. His duty was to justice, not fashion or others' comfort.

This may explain his attachment to the older man. Ryuzaki was different. He followed no set pattern or code of society. He was the green shell in the hundreds of pale. And for Raito, who's attention of others was kin but severely repressed from repetition, found solace in Ryuzaki's difference to diagrams.

But even if he had found an anomaly he loved, this didn't mean he had to enjoy its quips. He dealt with them with a strong measure of patience and little understanding.

He was perplexed even further by his lover when Ryuzaki had upped the ante in their bedroom with God awful candy. Raito wondered again why he picked Ryuzaki.

“Let me adjust, pervert.” Raito squirmed uncomfortable against the sticks of candy canes as he tried desperately to find a position where the capacity of twenty sticks didn't feel too painful or itchy.

Ryuzaki didn't seem the least bit weary of the situation. Pervert extreme. He positioned himself more comfortable — or as comfortable — on top of Raito's hips. With their bodies close together he shifted without warning, effectively bumping his cock against Ratio's.

“God dammit, Ryuzaki! I just said let me adjust before you go on without me.” Despite his actual annoyance of Ryuzaki's disregard he couldn't deny he liked Ryuzaki taking the initiative; and the feel of their cocks being rubbed together didn't feel bad. He gripped the older mans hips, hoping to both steady his clumsy jerks and to stop them all together.

“Now let me adjust —”

He was cut off short when Ryuzaki ignored him again and twisted the candy around, thrusting the sticks in and out, twisting them around inside, pulling them out, and repeating.

Raito flipped. His head crashed back against the headboard and the wall. “Fuck it.” He says. If Ryuzaki was impatient who was he to stand in the mans way. Besides the dryness of the candy no longer called for his attention. They now were moist from his insides and being shifted in and out and around felt incredible against his walls.

The pace increased at his ass and he moved a hand inbetween their bodies to play at his cock. Neglected for a short period of time did nothing to quell of heat pulsating from his first touch of them. His other hand joined, pumping Ryuzaki's along side his.

Both men fucked, rubbed, twisted their hips, moaned in bliss, and found hotness radiating in waves inside. This lasted until Ryuzaki snapped, clamming his mouth shut and squeezing both the candy and Raito's shoulder. Raito followed afterwards, expressing his climax with Ryuzaki's name and two extra jerks to both their cocks; until resting his grip.

He breathed out a large sigh and leaned forward to give a kiss to his boyfriend, Only Ryuzaki's craned his head back.

“What the hell?!” He was about to grab the mans chin and violently crash his lips against any part of flesh of his face. He would have done this if he hadn't felt something being taken from within and below.

“Ryuzaki...?”

His boyfriend turned and inbetween lips he had seeked and been denied, caught between his thumb and pointer finger, was a candy cane. He noted Ryuzaki was sucking on the end that was just inside his ass.

“Its good, Raito-kun. There are plenty, do you want one?”

Raito smacked his forehead and cursed the Gods for sending such a perverse companion.

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Author's Ending Notes: Uh... give a review? I'm literally speechless. I have no idea what I was doing, and I'm sorry if I messed this couple up.

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note. This is merely for entertainment purposes only and I am making no profit from this work of fiction.