Archive of Our Own ^beta

Life since picking up that little black notebook had been much the same as it was before. You had only used it a handful of times. Once to avenge a friend who had been killed years prior, again to punish an evil man who had never faced justice. You weren’t rash, you didn’t take the death note’s power for granted and didn’t fancy yourself judge, jury and executioner. You probably could’ve gone for months-long stretches without you ever thinking of the notebook that lived in your nightstand drawer. The key to the drawer was attached to a thin chain that always hung around your neck, but even that was easy to forget, as you never took it off. It would’ve been remarkably easy to banish the cursed notebook from your mind if it wasn’t for Ryuk.

The shinigami followed you everywhere. At home, on the train, at work, at the grocery store, at cafes where you met up with friends, even at bars with your coworkers on Friday nights. As you were walking home from the train station after work you turned your head to look at Ryuk floating beside you. There was no one around, but you still spoke quietly. “Aren’t there other things you’d rather be doing? Like, shinigami stuff?”

He shrugged. “The shinigami realm is incredibly boring, especially when you’ve lived there as long as I have. The human world is full of strange and interesting things. Also, the apples in the shinigami realm are terrible.”

You nodded, laughing softly.

*

In your apartment, Ryuk typically hung out in the living room or the kitchen. You tried to keep the bowl of apples on the counter full, but that was impossible. Sometimes he disappeared completely for a few hours, but he always came back. It was one of those times when he had suddenly vanished when you decided to take a bath. Work had been stressful, and you needed something to help you relax before bed.

You turned the bathroom lights off and lit a bunch of candles around the sides of the tub as it filled with warm water. You tossed in some salts and a bath bomb that quickly fizzled into black bubbles. The water rippled as you lowered yourself into the tub. It smelled amazing, like roses and vanilla. Music from the speaker you kept near the sink filled the silence, and you closed your eyes as your head rested on the tiles behind you.

Suddenly, your skin prickled. Goosebumps appeared on your arms even though the water was plenty warm. You opened your eyes and flinched. Ryuk was standing by the sink, staring in that unblinking, uncanny way he always did.

“You scared the shit out of me,” you said, breathing quickly.

“Sorry. I thought you were asleep. Do humans enjoy sleeping in water?”

Thankfully, the black bubbles made it impossible to see anything below the water, which was up to your collarbone. “Sometimes, I guess. I’m just trying to relax before bed.”

“Being wet and warm is relaxing?”

You blushed slightly, but ignored the unintentional innuendo. “Yeah. Can I get out now?”

Ryuk cocked his head. The soft glow from the candles made him look even more menacing, as it cast bizarre shadows across his face. “Do you need my permission?”

“No, it’s just,” you paused, “I’m naked in here.”

He stared at you.

“So, get out. Or at least turn around.” You raised your eyebrows, waiting for him to respond.

He turned around to face the wall. “I’ve seen plenty of naked humans before, you know. I don’t know why you’re so sensitive about it.”

The water splashed as you stood up and got out, grabbing your towel from the rack and quickly wrapping it around yourself. “Creep. But you haven’t seen me naked.” You stopped yourself as an unsettling thought entered your mind. “Actually, don’t tell me if you have. Anyway, it’s different. We know each other, which makes it weird.”

Ryuk laughed, which worried you a little. Maybe it didn’t matter? Did shinigami see humans as anything other than tiny, insignificant pests? Was anything sexual to them?

You turned on the light and got ready for bed, brushing your teeth and putting lotion on your face. Ryuk watched but disappeared after a few minutes. You took the opportunity to take off your towel and put on a baggy t-shirt and shorts that were hanging on the back of the door. To no one’s surprise, the shinigami was already standing in the corner of your bedroom. As you climbed into bed and shut off the light, you said, “Goodnight, Ryuk.”

*

It was past time to do laundry. All your pajamas and lounge clothes were dirty, spilling out of an overflowing hamper beside your closet. You rummaged through your dresser until you pulled out a black night dress. The top was lacy with thin straps, and the skirt was see-through mesh that flared out a little. It stopped well above your knees. You put on a pair of your most full-coverage black underwear to preserve what little dignity you had left. Taking a deep breath, you left the closet and began to separate your laundry into piles.

Ryuk appeared in the doorway. You swore he stared at you a little more intently than usual, but it was hard to tell. “Is someone coming over?” he asked.

“No. Why do you ask?” You glared at him, knowing the answer but wanting to make him say it.

“You’re dressed like you’re expecting a man,” he paused. “Or a woman.”

“Well, I’m not. A girl can’t look nice for herself?” You chuckled. “It’s the only thing that’s clean. I’ve been putting off laundry for almost a month.”

Ryuk blinked as you bent over to toss a heaping pile of clothes into the laundry basket.

*

Could shinigami get flustered? Ryuk had certainly seemed to be the other night. But maybe he was just in a weird mood. There was no telling with him. Nevertheless, it warranted investigation, if only for your own amusement. You had an experiment in mind that would give you a conclusive answer.

After your evening shower you put on one of your nicer pieces of lingerie: a pink teddy with matching panties. The teddy was nearly translucent, except for the part that covered your chest, and the panties weren’t quite a thong, but they were close enough. When you stepped into the living room, Ryuk was sitting on the couch staring at the TV.

“I’ll pick up some more apples tomorrow, sorry, I forgot today,” you said.

His eyes definitely widened when he turned to look at you. There was a moment of silence before he said a quiet “thanks.”

You couldn’t help but smile when he didn’t take his eyes off you as you sauntered back to your bedroom. You hopped into bed, rolling over onto your stomach. If Ryuk walked by the door, he would get an eyeful of your barely-covered ass. You grabbed a magazine off the nightstand and began to flip through it lazily.

The shinigami made no noise as he moved, but you could feel his eyes on you again as he entered your room. “What do you want, Ryuk?” you asked, not looking up from your magazine.

“You’ve been acting strange.”

You smiled. “Are you worried about me?”

“Shinigami don’t worry about humans.” He moved closer to the bed. You could see him in your periphery.

Turning your head to look at him, you asked, “What do shinigami think of humans, then?”

He stated at you for a moment. “Most of us don’t think of them at all.”

“Except you.”

“I find them somewhat interesting to watch, yes.”

“You’ve been watching me a lot lately.”

Ryuk seemed to hesitate. “You’re in possession of my death note. There isn’t much else for me to do.”

“Right. So, that means you have to watch me when I’m taking a bath and when I’m lying in bed wearing lingerie?”

He was silent.

A flicker of concern hit you. Had you freaked him out? Was he embarrassed? You smiled. “I’m not upset. Just curious.”

He tilted his head. “Yes. I’ve been watching you more often. I don’t…have to, but I enjoy it.”

That was it. The confession. You raised your eyebrows. “I assumed shinigami didn’t feel sexual desire.”

“It’s rare, but we can.” If he felt awkward or uncomfortable, he was hiding it well.

You flipped over to lay on your back, bending your knees so your thighs formed a 45-degree angle with your torso. “Can you act on it? Are you able to, I mean.”

Ryuk grinned, sharp teeth bared. “I’ve never tried, but I suppose it’s possible. What are you getting at?”

You blushed. “Oh, nothing.”

His gaze raked down your body, then back up to your face. You sat up, kneeling on the edge of the bed in front of him. He was incredibly tall, so you had to tilt your head back to look at his face.

“Do you want to try it?” you asked. “With me.”

You didn’t think shinigami had to breathe, but it seemed like he sucked in a breath. “Why would you want to do that? I’m very different from a human man.”

“Exactly.” You leaned forward. “I know you want this too.”

Ryuk’s hand reached forward and he slid it through your hair, holding the back of your head in his clawed grasp. When he tugged it lightly, you grinned. “Lie down,” he said, commanding and cold.

Heat rose across your chest and up your neck. You laid back as he climbed onto the bed. His hands slid up your thighs. Within seconds, your thin panties were on the floor in tatters.

“Hey,” you started to chastise him for ruining them, but were swiftly interrupted. Ryuk’s tongue was licking its way up your inner thigh. He pushed your legs apart and licked a long stripe along your folds. You writhed and let out a strangled moan. His tongue was larger than a human’s, and he seemed to have more intricate control over it. He circled your clit, only touching it directly once were shaking and whining, “Please make me cum. Please, Ryuk, I’ll do anything you want.”

Only, he didn’t stay in contact with it long enough to push you over the edge. You groaned as he pulled back but gasped when you felt his tongue prod at your entrance. It was such a strange sensation, unlike anything you’d ever felt. His tongue lapped at your inner walls, going deeper than you thought possible. “You’re going to make me cum,” you whispered, barley able to get the words out.

Your entire body tensed as your orgasm hit you. It was intense, with Ryuk’s tongue still firmly planted inside you. You felt yourself tighten and release over and over. It lasted longer than normal, and you came down exhausted and nearly delirious. Ryuk sat up, staring at you. “You taste amazing,” he said.

You were sure your face turned bright red at that. Sitting up, you reached for his belt, but he grabbed your wrist. You pouted. “I want to taste you too.”

“It’s not what you’re used to.”

That much was obvious. The bulge in his dark pants was massive, surely longer and thicker than any human cock. Your pussy practically ached just thinking about it. You narrowed your eyes. “I can take it.”

He was still for a moment, but ultimately unbuckled his belt and pulled out a cock that not only matched his gray coloring, but his size. It was at least ten inches and impossibly thick. The head was slightly darker than the rest, and some black liquid was smeared across the top. Your eyes widened as you laid on your stomach and prepared yourself.

An experimental lick from base to tip had Ryuk groaning loudly. You took as much into your mouth as you could, but the thickness made it difficult. You could get the head past your lips, and a couple inches after that. Despite your lackluster performance, Ryuk was clearly enjoying it. He never stopped making noise. You took to alternating between sucking on the head and licking up and down the shaft. Suddenly, a large hand wrapped around your hair and pulled you off.

You looked up at him; your lips were pink and swollen, and spit covered your chin. “What’s wrong?”

“I was…close.”

“Can you go multiple rounds?”

Ryuk tilted his head. “I can cum as many times as I want.”

Your stomach flipped. “Then don’t worry about it.” Without warning, you took him in your mouth again. Within seconds he tensed and you felt what little of his cock you managed to swallow begin to throb on your tongue. He placed a hand on the back of your head as he came down your throat. You swallowed eagerly, noting the lack of any distinct taste. The volume, however, was much more than a human man could produce. When he finally stilled, you pulled your mouth off him. Despite your best efforts, black cum spilled from your mouth onto his cock. You looked up apologetically. “Sorry. It was a little more than I expected.”

Ryuk shook his head. “Come here.”

You sat up and climbed into his lap. His cock, still hard as ever, grazed your pussy, and you shuddered. He leaned in and press his mouth to your neck, licking and nipping at the soft skin. You moved your hips lower, grinding against his hard cock. You were so wet, it was dripping onto him and making you even more desperate for friction. “Ryuk, fuck me,” you breathed.

He lined himself up and chuckled. “You’re sure?”

“Yes. I’m sure. Stop teasing.”

With that, he placed a hand on your hip and guided you down. You gasped when he slid in. After just a few inches it felt like you might tear in half. He let you set the pace, watching you closely. “You can take it,” he said. You nodded and slid down more, feel him hit your cervix. He was all the way inside. Your walls ached around him, stretched almost to their limit. It felt so good to be this full. You sat there, staring at him, for a moment.

“How does it feel?” you asked.

Ryuk groaned and squeezed your hips. “Like I want to fuck up into you.” He lifted his hips slowly, just slightly, and you inhaled sharply. You began to move up and down in time with him. Once you got accustomed to it, you sped up a little. He tensed, and you felt his cock pulse inside you. You smiled. He hadn’t been inside you for five minutes and he was already cumming. You thanked God shinigami didn’t have a refractory period.

Ryuk made a noise that sounded kind of like a growl and pushed you onto your back. The sudden emptiness was a shock, and cum began to drip out of you, but it didn’t last long. He plunged into you, pressing your legs back as he started to thrust.

“Are you sure you haven’t done this before?” you asked.

“I would’ve if I knew it would feel this good,” he muttered.

He pounded into you. He was so much larger than you, you felt tiny underneath him. Each thrust slammed the head of his cock into your abused cervix. It was addictive, you couldn’t imagine never feeling like this again. You moaned loudly and nearly screamed Ryuk’s name between “fuck” and “don’t stop.”

When you glanced down, you eyes widened. The vague outline of Ryuk’s cock was visible just below your belly button. The bulge appeared each time he pressed forward. You reached a hand down and hesitated before placing it flat against your stomach, feeling it push out with the size of his cock. “You’re gonna ruin me for anyone else,” you whined.

Ryuk seemed to take pleasure in that, thrusting harder and licking the side of your neck before biting it lightly. You wrapped your legs around his thin hips. The angle offered some friction against your clit. “I’m gonna cum,” you choked out. Seconds later you convulsed around his cock, shaking, eyes tearing up as a wave of euphoria washed over you.

You shouted his name as Ryuk slammed into you, stopping when he bottomed out. “Good girl, take it all,” he purred. His cock throbbed and twitched as he came a third time, filling your already stuffed pussy once again. You could actually feel the pressure building, as his cock kept any from spilling out.

Your chest rose and fell rapidly as he stared at you. “I think I’ll pass out if we go again,” you said.

Ryuk grinned and slid out of you, disappearing shortly after. Black cum immediately began to run onto the sheets, but you were too exhausted to care. You were about to get out of bed when suddenly Ryuk appeared and picked you up like you weighed nothing. Before you could ask what he was doing he placed you in the bathtub, which had already been filled. “You’re pretty nice for a shinigami,” you said, sinking gratefully into the water.