Fanfiction
Characters: Light Yagami, Heiji Hattori
Pairing: Kira/Heiji
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Character Death, Explicit Yaoi
007. Aroused
Long, delicate fingers moved with sure strokes, making Heiji writhe on the bed, mouth open and head thrown back as he strained helplessly against the ropes holding him in place. Sweat trickled down the exposed column of his throat, halted by the cool lips that pressed against them, lapping eagerly at the salty taste. Heiji gasped and jerked his legs helplessly, unable to kick the person who was torturing him like this.
His tormentor, for they couldn’t be called a lover, chuckled and moved their head downwards, their hand not stopping with its confident ministrations. Heiji managed to look down in time to see a flash of pink tongue between white teeth, before the other bit down on his nipple, making Heiji curse and arch away - towards the pain and pleasure that the sudden bite inflicted on him.
Abruptly, the hand at his groin removed itself completely, making Heiji whimper at the loss of contact. He bucked his hips helplessly, aching for the cool touch again. The other pressed a kiss to his sternum, murmured words across his skin making him shiver.
“So impatient, Hattori-san~”
The other began trailing kisses down his chest to his navel, each delicate touch sending spikes of arousal running through him, his oversensitive skin goose bumpling at the cool touch of the other. A tongue dipped into his navel and he jerked, whimpering when the other blew across the damp skin, drying it and sending trembling shivers down his spine.
“Please-!” he gasped out desperately, not caring about anything anymore except the pleasure he was feeling. The other paused, head still lowered against his chest, fine strands of hair brushing his skin. Heiji could feel the smile on the others mouth against his stomach, and he tensed, waiting.
“Well, since you asked so nicely…” came the murmured reply, and suddenly there were two cool hands at his hips, pinning them down as hot, wet heat closed over his cock. Heiji cried out in pleasure, seeing stars as his hips tried to buck against the strong grip holding them to the bed. He gritted his teeth and panted, trying to regain equilibrium even as the other sucked, tongue swirling around the head of his cock and making his thoughts dissolve into incoherency.
“Oh God…” he groaned, eyes screwed shut and fingers digging crescent-shaped marks into his palms. “God, please-!” he choked out desperately, needing more from the auburn-haired devil above him. There was a dark chuckle and suddenly the other was kissing him, hard and furious, his tongue exploring every inch of Heiji’s mouth demandingly, hips grinding against hips
“Yes, that’s it…” murmured the other between kisses. “Worship me more…”
Heiji was lost, the words meaningless to him, his world narrowed down to the pleasure, the contrast between heat and cool hands making his mind swirl. The other had set up a steady rhythm, shafts rubbing slickly against each other within the cool confines of the other’s hand. Some distant part of Heiji’s mind wondered how his hand were still so cool, when every inch of Heiji’s body was flushed with heat, but even that vague thought was swept away by another demanding kiss.
It wasn’t long before Heiji came, green eyes wide and a desperate cry on his lips.
“God!”
This seemed to set the other off, for they tensed over Heiji, shuddering as their orgasm overtook them, teeth biting into Heiji’s collarbone to muffle any sounds. Heiji cried out at the pain and after a moment, the other lapped apologetically at the broken skin, soothing the bite.
“You taste so good… such a pretty devotee…”
Heiji blinked slowly, sluggish mind picking up on the words and firing into action. Practically a confession! If sex sent him rambling like that, then perhaps--
An intense fire suddenly shot through Heiji’s chest, jerking his mind out of its reverie. He tensed and cried out in pain as his whole chest felt like it was on fire, like his heart was trying to leap out of its resting place. Yagami Light looked down on him pityingly, amber-red eyes filled with regretful sadness.
“Such a pity I can’t keep you…”
God…no… How could he have been such an idiot?
And then there was nothing but black.
Continued in Scared and Determined.
Pairing: Kira/Heiji
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Character Death, Explicit Yaoi
007. Aroused
Long, delicate fingers moved with sure strokes, making Heiji writhe on the bed, mouth open and head thrown back as he strained helplessly against the ropes holding him in place. Sweat trickled down the exposed column of his throat, halted by the cool lips that pressed against them, lapping eagerly at the salty taste. Heiji gasped and jerked his legs helplessly, unable to kick the person who was torturing him like this.
His tormentor, for they couldn’t be called a lover, chuckled and moved their head downwards, their hand not stopping with its confident ministrations. Heiji managed to look down in time to see a flash of pink tongue between white teeth, before the other bit down on his nipple, making Heiji curse and arch away - towards the pain and pleasure that the sudden bite inflicted on him.
Abruptly, the hand at his groin removed itself completely, making Heiji whimper at the loss of contact. He bucked his hips helplessly, aching for the cool touch again. The other pressed a kiss to his sternum, murmured words across his skin making him shiver.
“So impatient, Hattori-san~”
The other began trailing kisses down his chest to his navel, each delicate touch sending spikes of arousal running through him, his oversensitive skin goose bumpling at the cool touch of the other. A tongue dipped into his navel and he jerked, whimpering when the other blew across the damp skin, drying it and sending trembling shivers down his spine.
“Please-!” he gasped out desperately, not caring about anything anymore except the pleasure he was feeling. The other paused, head still lowered against his chest, fine strands of hair brushing his skin. Heiji could feel the smile on the others mouth against his stomach, and he tensed, waiting.
“Well, since you asked so nicely…” came the murmured reply, and suddenly there were two cool hands at his hips, pinning them down as hot, wet heat closed over his cock. Heiji cried out in pleasure, seeing stars as his hips tried to buck against the strong grip holding them to the bed. He gritted his teeth and panted, trying to regain equilibrium even as the other sucked, tongue swirling around the head of his cock and making his thoughts dissolve into incoherency.
“Oh God…” he groaned, eyes screwed shut and fingers digging crescent-shaped marks into his palms. “God, please-!” he choked out desperately, needing more from the auburn-haired devil above him. There was a dark chuckle and suddenly the other was kissing him, hard and furious, his tongue exploring every inch of Heiji’s mouth demandingly, hips grinding against hips
“Yes, that’s it…” murmured the other between kisses. “Worship me more…”
Heiji was lost, the words meaningless to him, his world narrowed down to the pleasure, the contrast between heat and cool hands making his mind swirl. The other had set up a steady rhythm, shafts rubbing slickly against each other within the cool confines of the other’s hand. Some distant part of Heiji’s mind wondered how his hand were still so cool, when every inch of Heiji’s body was flushed with heat, but even that vague thought was swept away by another demanding kiss.
It wasn’t long before Heiji came, green eyes wide and a desperate cry on his lips.
“God!”
This seemed to set the other off, for they tensed over Heiji, shuddering as their orgasm overtook them, teeth biting into Heiji’s collarbone to muffle any sounds. Heiji cried out at the pain and after a moment, the other lapped apologetically at the broken skin, soothing the bite.
“You taste so good… such a pretty devotee…”
Heiji blinked slowly, sluggish mind picking up on the words and firing into action. Practically a confession! If sex sent him rambling like that, then perhaps--
An intense fire suddenly shot through Heiji’s chest, jerking his mind out of its reverie. He tensed and cried out in pain as his whole chest felt like it was on fire, like his heart was trying to leap out of its resting place. Yagami Light looked down on him pityingly, amber-red eyes filled with regretful sadness.
“Such a pity I can’t keep you…”
God…no… How could he have been such an idiot?
And then there was nothing but black.
Continued in Scared and Determined.