Welcome to the Death Note Anonymous Kink Meme!
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* Comment anonymously with a kinkfic request. All requests must contain a character or pairing/threesome/moresome (any combination of guys/girls/shinigami/whatever are OK, crossovers are fine too), and at least one kink. If you need inspiration, check out this
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He's on God's business, ever-dutiful, and he remembers all the hundreds of martyrs, John and Paul and Stephen, Peter hung upside-down on a cross because he wasn't worthy of the death given to his Messiah, and Mikami counts himself in the same fashion. He will bear all God deems necessary of him and every separation will be--should be the barest pinprick of pain. God's voice should be enough for Mikami, God's voice and the dictates of His will. But it's not, it never is, and at night Mikami's sweaty with imagination, bed soaked with the dreams of the ultimate apostle.
Takada has more than dreams, Takada has Him, has God, in her arms late at night, and oh, how Mikami's envious, how she flaunts every caress, smug as a queen (and isn't she a queen? isn't she God's queen, and Mikami merely the servant, to the end faithful?). Mikami could hate her for it, and as it is every breath on his face is sour, every mumble, every moan she makes reminds him ( ... )
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