CHAPTER 14 of "Smutty Shorts"
Title: "Ryuk's Tongue"
Author: Sashocirrione
Spoilers: Spoilers for up to about the middle of the second half of the series.
Warnings: NO UNDERAGE READERS. Sexual activities. Extremely gross.
Summary: Misa takes out her pent-up sexual needs on the most available outlet, reasoning that it isn't cheating on Light if it isn't with a human.
Pairing: RyukxMisa
Additional Notes: All canon events previous to the beginning of this fic have happened as normal.
Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, and I do not make any money from these writings.
Light was reading in bed, the glow from his laptop tinting his skin bluish.
Misa was draped along the foot of that same bed, wearing a white lacy two-piece that covered less than a bikini, the bottom being not much more than a belt made of ruffles attached to a crotch-less thong, and the top being a matching design, with holes for her nipples to peek through.
As usual, Light wasn't paying any attention.
She crossed her legs and then uncrossed them again slowly, ending with a very good view for him.
I will wait. I will be patient. Light is simply worn out by so much work, and soon, soon, he'll notice me and he'll need me to make him feel very good.
She wanted to believe her own thoughts, but somehow she couldn't quite do it. Those thoughts felt hollow and forced, more so every time she reassured herself with them. She'd been through the same situation so often, and each time it was a little more difficult to keep her faith.
Light didn't seem to have any sexual needs at all. It had been twenty-seven days since the last time he'd given in, and that had been quite a bit of work to pull off.
Misa smiled, remembering it. There had been complexities involved, the right amount of nagging and displays, a few guilt trips, and, of course, leaving him on his own at certain crucial times to make him think he'd won. Light liked victories. Victories made him far more pliable.
Using her talents in such a way, it wasn't quite as satisfying as the Kira schemes she remembered fondly, of finding Light in the first place, and of tricking Higuchi in all the ways she did to help catch him. A feeling of uselessness washed over her, that she was no longer at the forefront of that war against the authorities, that her acting and planning talents were wasted in nothing else other than trying to obtain sex.
It felt as if her mind had slowed over the years. Light made all the decisions about matters relating to Kira.
Misa gazed at his face, slightly inclined towards the screen in front of him. His eyes didn't dart her way even momentarily. She wondered what he was reading on the laptop's screen, what he was doing, what was more important than a nearly-nude famous model and actress displaying herself for him, inviting him.
Whatever was on his screen, surely it couldn't be yet more information about criminals. He already did that all day at work, under the guise of researching Kira, along with checking up on her judgments as the criminals died. She was perfect, she knew. She always killed according to his specifications for justice.
He'd given her very detailed guidelines, and she never wavered, never messed up. Each day, she always spent hours more than her assigned time, researching and judging exactly the way Light had told her to.
He'd seen that himself; he had the evidence each day. Just because he hardly ever praised her for it, that didn't mean she wasn't appreciated.
A wave of lovesick feelings washed over her. She was watching his face always these days, it seemed, waiting and waiting for his attention, for him to look her way, for him to notice. She'd gotten everything she'd wanted in life, and yet she hadn't. She had Light, and yet he was always escaping from her grasp. It was bittersweet, a hollow partial victory, unfulfilled needs gnawing at her insides.
Desperate, Misa decided to take a risk. She re-arranged herself for the best possible view, licked one finger, and slid it right next to her clit, gently nudging it. In only a few moist strokes she was imagining Light clamped between her legs, and her other hand wandered down, fingers exploring, tracing her labia and then plunging inside.
It was so wet already in there that squishing noises were already beginning. It felt good and she moaned, wishing for something larger than fingers, wanting Light's hard cock. She'd do whatever he asked; he knew that.
Light finally glanced her way and then said words that sunk her heart.
"I'm going to lock myself into the investigation room for the night. Don't disturb me."
He got up, taking a quilt with him. It was a devastating defeat whenever he did this. Her eyes lingered on his form until it was out of sight. Would he sleep on one of those sofas there, rather than in a soft, warm bed? Or would he truly work throughout the night? She never really knew what he did when he locked himself in.
She closed her eyes, groaned and said, "Stupid Misa! Next time be more subtle!"
Ryuk's gravelly voice answered, saying, "So, you scared him away again, huh?"
She opened her eyes to see the shinigami licking his lips and looking around the room.
Ryuk asked, "You don't have any apples in here, do you?"
"No."
"Well, we're out then. Better get more very soon."
Maybe it was the desperation, but Misa's gaze lingered on Ryuk's very large, very long tongue as the shinigami licked his lips again. It would feel good, wouldn't it?
I must be crazy to think like this. I only want Light, not some ugly monster! Besides, Ryuk wouldn't lick me unless I was an apple!
She suddenly saw a vision of herself drenched in applesauce, Ryuk vigorously licking it all up, herself with her eyes closed, pretending it was Light and climaxing beautifully. She was blushing, she could feel it, but her mind was suddenly darting ahead and assembling all the pieces of the plan.
There was applesauce in the refrigerator. Ryuk almost never looked inside the refrigerator, because apples weren't kept there. Misa had seen Ryuk eat applesauce a few times, though he never went looking for it, but with no apples in the house he'd probably be more interested in applesauce.
Best of all, it was safe. Light wouldn't be back for the entire night, and even if by some unusual coincidence he discovered the act, she had the feeling he might not even care.
She didn't care. She really didn't. There were simply too many times when her pleasure had been delayed, and delayed again, and it wasn't fair, and she could feel tears trembling at the corners of her eyes but she wasn't going to cry. She was just going to do it, yes, to do it and maybe stop needing Light so badly for a day or two.
She took a deep breath, said, "Ryuk, do you want to play a game?" and marched into the kitchen. She dug into the back of the refrigerator, finding the applesauce, and then grabbed a turkey baster from a drawer.
From behind her, Ryuk said, "Oh, that stuff! Yeah, I might be hungry enough for applesauce."
Misa ducked his gasping hand and said, "Not yet. Don't you want to play the game? You'll get applesauce as a reward and you'll have less boredom too!"
"Okay."
She marched back into the bedroom, laid some towels down on the bed so there wouldn't be a mess to bother Light later on, then lay back and filled herself full of cold, sloppy applesauce, shivering at the alien sensation of it.
It was wrong, so very, very wrong, but it wasn't really cheating. Cheating had to be with a human. Ryuk didn't even have sexual feelings. Getting him to perform oral, it was as meaningless as humping a bedpost. She drizzled some applesauce around the outside, too, making sure to get plenty on her clitoris.
Ryuk approached, kneeling down, grinning, and his teeth were big and sharp like shark's teeth but she tried not to think about them.
He said, "This looks hilarious! Are you going to make those funny faces and squirm?"
"Yes, Ryuk."
And with that said, he was leaning down all the way to the edge of the bed where she sprawled, reaching out with his tongue, and Misa closed her eyes so she wouldn't have to look at him and then she felt his cold, cold tongue slithering over her sensitive parts, and at first she wanted to shiver backwards in revulsion, but she forced herself to endure it.
Endurance paid off. It started feeling very good after just a few swipes and it was so long it could worm deep inside while the base of it was still rubbing up against her clit. Her clit and cleft were was so sensitive, so full of pent-up longing, and she imagined Light, it was Light doing this to her, and she was tilting up her hips to get closer to the source of pleasure, instinctively, without thinking about it, and she was moaning, she could hear it.
Ryuk snickered a bit with his gravelly laugh and broke the fantasy for a few brief moments. Misa felt shame overtaking her in waves, but she pushed that feeling deep into her stomach, into a safe little knot, and almost forgot about it entirely as she started shaking from the pleasure.
"Yes!" she said, "Yes!"
The tongue continued moving, and everything was throbbing there, wanting and wanting and the excitement was rising to a fever pitch, and then she was coming, her whole pelvis jerking as she screamed, "Light! Yes, Light!"
In the afterglow, as Ryuk slurped up the last of it and went into a laughing fit, the shame started leaking out again. Misa stared at that long, long tongue, monstrous and kind of bluish, and wondered if it had truly been worth it, or if what had happened was only a temporary insanity that should be fought against if the idea ever came back.
A few days later, Misa had a yeast infection from putting something so sugar-laden inside her vagina.
A/N (Author's Note):
This is a fill for a request on the Death Note kink meme, but the idea kind of scared me and so I didn't feel like doing anything too involved for it, and ended up with this tiny little fic. It's inaccurate as to Japanese culture because very few Japanese households have ovens of the size to cook turkeys, so it's unlikely Misa would have a turkey baster. I figured that a detail like that isn't important enough to change the fic for, though.
The request says:
"RyukxMisa, applesauce:
While Light and Misa are living together, Misa gets really horny and desperate from building sexual tension because of Light's barely-there libido. She notices Ryuk's very long tongue. She'd never cheat on Light, but reasons that it's not cheating if it isn't with a person. She fills her vagina with applesauce and spreads some around the outside too and invites Ryuk to lick it all up. Ryuk goes along with it because it's applesauce and because he thinks it's funny.
Like to see Misa suffering from the slow build-up of pent-up sexual frustration and ashamed about releasing it in such a way, but getting off marvelously despite the shame."
Since the Death Note kink meme moved from dn_kink to dn_kink2 on livejournal, I'm putting this as a fill on the new meme (the old meme now has all comments blocked so unfortunately I cannot put a link on the old meme pointing to the fill on the new meme for anyone who wasn't following the move).
I owe some inspiration to the fic "Apple Sauce" by PowerOfImagination, which has a similar concept with Ryuk and Matsuda (and that fic doesn't even attempt to take itself seriously).
And there's also another fic with a similar idea, "Entertainment" by plannedbyReaperLight that starts with RyukxLight with applesauce and ends with a RyukxLightxMisa threesome.