Archive of Our Own ^beta

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Okay so, welcome to this oneshot book I'm gonna write.

My schedule is probably gonna be: write and publish as many requests as I can on Wednesdays, Saturdays, and Sundays.

So, I do have some characters you can request (even if I may not be the fondest of them I'll still write abt them):

Light Yagami
Ryuzaki / L Lawliet
Misa Amane
Touta Matsuda
Kanto Mogi
Shuici Aizawa
Near / Nate Rivers
Anthony Rester / Anthony Carter
Halle Lidner / Halle Bullook
Stephen Gevanni / Stephen Loud
Mello / Mihael Keehl
Matt / Mail Jeevas

I will probably add to that, that's just the current ones I can think of and it's not just exclusive to those characters, you can ask for other characters too.

Also, I do have limits to what I will write, like no hardcore bondage (I have my reasonings) or REALLY strange kinks and fetishes. And no borderline ILLEGAL kinks or fetishes and such. If you're not sure about something, just ask! I'll try to get back to you ASAP!

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Requested by: ReginaldTheRex (via discord)

Smut? : Yes
Fluff? : Yes
Angst? : No

WARNINGS:

Mild bondage, teasing, Male! Reader, Gay sex, Sub! Reader, Dom! Near, suckass writing

(Small A/N, this is after Kira n shit, bc we don't need him interfering with the plot ☺️ Also ur both 19 in this bc I think that's a reasonable age 👍)

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Being Near's best friend meant you knew him better than most people, and he knew you better than others as well.

Most of the people in his life were just people he knew would have minimal impact on his life, and so he paid no attention to them. Why should you flood your life with people who have no meaning?

But the universe has a funny way of aligning friendships with even the most reclusive people, doesn't it?

So how did you end up as one of his only people he considered a companion?

Well, it all started at The Wammy's House in Winchester, England. You, (Y/N) (L/N), were orphaned at the age of 2 due to a house fire. You managed to make it out with a few mild burns, however your parents did not share the same fate. Your mother died in the fire, her body was charred head to toe when they discovered it. Your father, however, had a small chance of survival considering how bad his burns were and how large they were. After a week, he succumbed to his injuries in the hospital.

From the beginning, people could tell you were much smarter than the other kids your age. You weren't absolute genius level smart, solving complex algebra and things like that since you were still a 2 year old. But, you could do things many kids your age couldn't. You could read at the level of a 1st grader, and you could spell a few words like 'milk' or 'sleep'.

After a while, you were suddenly put in The Wammy's House, and that's where you met Near.

Well, you didn't quite meet him immediately. In fact, you didn't meet him till you were 9, when you lost one of your stuffed animals and he found it. Realizing it was yours, as he had seen you carrying it around on the rare occasions he did see you, he decided to return it.

"Hey..." He began, walking towards you with a deadpan face. On the inside, he was feeling a bit awkward. He didn't usually interact with the other kids. He held your stuffed animal behind his back, stopping in front of you, looking down at you sitting on the floor.

You looked up from the paper you were drawing on. "...Yes?" A normal person would probably come to the conclusion that you were irritated from the tone in your voice, but in reality you were mostly nervous. You too, were not a people person. In fact, you usually went out of your way to avoid people.

He'd gulp a bit before holding out your missing stuffed animal. It was a stuffed animal of your favorite animal, without it you haven't been sleeping as well for the past few nights. As soon as you saw it, your face lit up.

"My stuffed animal! You found it!" You exclaimed, jumping up and grabbing it, clutching it in your embrace tightly. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

He watched as you hugged the toy tightly. He understood it in a way, he couldn't imagine losing a cherished toy for even a second, let alone 3 days.

After that, you two started including each other in your everyday lives- well, it started out with you bugging him till he began to warm up to you.

And now, 10 years later, here you both were. You two hadn't hung out much since he began finishing the Kira case, so this was the first time you guys were actually having a proper hangout with each other in about a year or so.

He was in your apartment, sitting on your bedroom floor and stacking up a bunch of dominoes. You, on the other hand, were organizing all your stuffed animals and toys, making sure they were in their correct places and that they were all still where they needed to be. You gave them very strange names.

"Tangerine, check... Milk and cookie, check... Where's Galileo?" You'd ask, looking at the empty space on your shelf. Galileo was a random stuffed gnome you found in a trash can a few years ago, so you washed him up and took care of him. You were pretty disappointed to see that he wasn't in his correct spot, instead he was on the floor near your bed. You bent down and picked him up, dusting him off before putting him back on the shelf. You'd then begin checking to make sure they were all in their correct spots again. After you were done, it seemed like just Galileo strayed off.

Near watched you as you did all this. He didn't understand- why was he feeling warm all of a sudden? It was probably just hot in the room, there had to be some rational explanation. After all, all you did was organize your toys and pick one up. But even then, he was feeling this way even before he was in your apartment, when you first greeted him at the door is when he first felt warm. He didn't understand, but who was he to question his body language? It was probably just happiness after not really seeing you for a good while.

You suddenly turn around to look at him, and he quickly went back to stacking the dominoes, as if he wasn't just watching you. You decided to watch him as he did this. It really impressed you how he could make such complex yet beautiful things with just simple things like dominoes- how he could do something so risky considering they could all collapse at any moment and still look so calm. It was intriguing to watch him concentrate on just that and it was honestly kind of cute. Wait, no. That is your best friend, you can't just casually think that about him!

It seemed like that day started something special- or was it always there? I mean, you two used to blush when you'd occasionally hold hands when you were younger, but that was because you two were awkward and didn't do it that often, right? But whatever it was, it definitely carried on. And you figured that out 3 months later.

3 months later, you two are at a cafe. This was strange for him- not only was he not a people person, he wasn't very outdoorsy either. So even being here with you, someone he could probably trust with his life, was strange enough for him.

"So..." You murmured quietly, breaking the silence between the two of you. "Any particular reason we're... Uhm... Here?" You'd take a bite out of the pastry you ordered. It was fresh and delicious, which caused you to let out a hum of delight.

As he heard this, he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. He was feeling a bit of warmth in his chest from seeing you enjoy your pastry. He quickly shook his head slightly and looked at you, trying to look as emotionless as possible. But for once, it was hard. His usual deadpan face wanted to crack into a million flakes of nervousness.

"...Yes. There is a reason I brought you here. For the past few months, things have been... Different." He stated, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. You decided to actually think over the past few months after the Kira case was over. He was right, it had been different.

You knew why it felt different on your part. As much as you tried to push it down and keep it contained in a little jar that lived in your heart, you developed feelings for Near. And not just a 'Oh! I just gained an immense amount of love towards you' type of crush, it had clearly been building up for years now that you thought about it. All of his little weird quirks- down to the way he sat to the way he could act emotionless 24/7, you'd grown to love it, and you couldn't imagine living without it. As for him, you didn't know why he felt that it was different. Maybe you had been subconsciously acting differently since you realized your feelings?

But unbeknownst to you, he didn't even know you had the slightest bit of romantic interest in him. In fact, he thought you could do so much better than him. Someone who wouldn't end up getting caught up in investigations because they're L's successor, someone who could show their love in better ways. He was hopelessly in love- or so he thought. He knew these feelings had been building up over the past decade that you two had been friends, but he always ignored them. He was Near, he didn't need a relationship. Especially after he got involved in the Kira case, he couldn't stop thinking about you. In all honesty, he was worried for you, worried that Kira might go after the one person he loved.

But now, there was no Kira. And currently, no cases to come in-between the two of you. He had to confess, it was now or never.

"(Y/N), I have something to tell you. Something you must know about..." He begins, glancing at the slice of cheesecake he ordered. You let out a hum of acknowledgement, swallowing the last bite of the pastry that you had ended up wolfing down. Your slightly serious expression mixed with the few crumbs that were on your face caused a slight blush to creep onto Near's face. He surprisingly embraced the slight smile that dared to mask his face.

Wiping off the crumbs from your face, you responded to him, "Yeah? What's up?" He felt his heart racing, this was it. This was the moment to confess his love to the man he's loved for 10 years. The man he's valued more than anyone else. This was the time. Now and only now could he do it.

"(Y/N) (L/N), we have been friends for a decade. And... Well, for the majority of that time I've been keeping a secret. I don't know exactly when it started, but it won't go away. And I'm scared that it might ruin our friendship, but here goes the shot." Near stood up, and for once you could tell he was shaky. Very shaky actually.

One person walking by glanced at him, probably confused as to why he was standing up. And you felt the exact same way, because usually he didn't like to draw attention to himself. But standing up after telling someone you had to tell them something was a pretty big deal.

"(Y/N), you are my best friend. You have been my best friend since we were 9. Somewhere across the bridge of our friendship, I developed feelings for you. I tried to ignore it for as long as I could, but I can't anymore. I need to ask you now, it's the best time. You have the most handsome face, the most beautiful hair, the best personality, you're the best person in my life. I can't imagine a life where you aren't there, you've supported me through everything the best you could. I just need to ask you... (Y/N) (L/N), will you be my boyfriend?"

Now, almost everyone in the cafe was looking at him, and he was as red as a strawberry. And honestly so were you. You couldn't believe it, your childhood friend who you've had the fattest crush on was telling you he had feelings for you as well, and for him he made a big deal out of it. He attracted the attention of everyone in a cafe. Everyone now had their attention on you, to see how you would respond. Would you accept him, would you reject him, would you tell him not yet? It quite literally had people on the edge of their seats.

After letting out a shaky breath, you exclaimed, "...Yes!"

Almost instantly afterwards, clapping and a few cheers erupted. For a normally quiet cafe, it was pretty rare to hear this much noise. You jumped up out of your seat and hugged him, and he hugged you back, holding you tightly.

And now, about 5 months later or so, you two were living together in your apartment. Sure, he probably had more than enough money to get you two an actual house, a nice one, but he insisted that you two live in the apartment for the time being since it felt like home to him.

Coming out of the bathroom from taking a shower, you stood behind him and watched him play with a few of his figurines. Your wet hair would drip onto the back of his neck and his back a bit, which let him know you were right behind him.

Out of nowhere, he felt a sudden surge of desire. He didn't even know what caused it- all you did was get out of the shower and stand behind him. But what he did know is that he now wanted you. Badly.

"(Y/N)..." He whispered shakily, setting down his figurines and standing up. He slowly turned to look at you. There you were, in all your glory. Your wet hair and slightly baggy shirt were more than enough to send him over the edge, and your baggy pants were what really did it.

"Yeah?" You asked, looking at him as he turned around to look at you. Before you knew it, he slung you over his shoulder and carried you to the bedroom. You knew what was happening- mostly because you may or may not have fantasized about this moment happening more than enough times. You weren't gonna fight it, you wanted it just as badly.

He threw you onto the bed and quickly climbed on top of you, kissing you passionately in no time. You slid your arms around his shoulders, and his hands slid up and down your sides. After a few minutes, you both broke the kiss to get some air.

"Hold up, I wanna try something." He stated before climbing off you. He began searching around for something. He opened one of the drawers in your room and pulled out a necklace.

"(Y/N), I wanna restrict your wrists, is that alright with you?" He asked quietly, slightly holding up the necklace. He was blushing slightly.

"Fuck yes- I mean, yes. Yes you can." You sat up, holding out your wrists so he could tie them up with the necklace.

He walked back over to you and tied the necklace around your wrists so gracefully. It was hot, and that plus many other things were giving you a major boner.

After he was finished restricting your wrists, he gently pushed you back by your chest onto the bed. His hand slowly trailed down to the top of your pants, his finger hooking onto the waistband.

He looked up at you, raising an eyebrow to ask if he could continue. Once you gave him a nod of approval he slowly pulled down your pants, revealing the big bulge in your boxers.

He began rubbing his hand against it, which earned a small whimper from you. "Aww, is this all for me, pretty boy?"

"Mhm... All for you Near..." You practically breathed it out, your hips bucking slightly against his hand. He let out a low chuckle.

"Patience is a virtue (Y/N), though with how you're acting I don't think I can wait much longer either..." A few moments after he said that, he pulled down his own pants along with his boxers, revealing his dick. It wasn't inhumanly huge, but it was definitely bigger than average.

He began rubbing the head of his cock against your bulge, letting out a small groan. You bucked your hips again, letting out a slight moan.

"Nearrr..." You whined. You didn't like that he got to have his dick freely whipped out and you had to have yours restricted behind a thin piece of fabric.

As if sensing your need for direct contact, he pulled down your boxers and took your hard cock out, beginning to stroke it. He did this for a few minutes, your lewd moans only making him harder.

When you began feeling close to your orgasm, already beginning to leak precum, he pulled his hand away. You were about to protest when he instead plunged his length inside you, which earned a sharp gasp out of you.

He let you get used to the feeling for a few moments before beginning to roll his hips slowly. He knew this was your first time, so he was gonna be gentle until he was told otherwise.

You let yourself get used to the feeling of him slowly fucking you. It felt foreign at first, but once you got used to it you wanted more.

"Faster..." You moaned out, and as soon as you said that he sped up. A lot. The bed frame began banging against the wall. Your neighbors were definitely hearing this.

He looked down to watch himself disappear inside of you then reappear for a short time before quickly hiding again. He had a hand beside your head to support his weight while the other one was holding your hands above your head. Your fingers were scratching into your palms, the pleasure was a lot.

After a few minutes of heavy moaning and low grunts, you came. A lot of it got on your own stomach, but a bit got on Near's stomach as well. Soon after, you'd feel Near's thrusts begin to falter a bit before he thrusted and came deep inside you. The warm liquid painting your walls almost made your eyes roll to the back of your head.

He pulled out his semi hard cock, a bit of his release spilling out of you. He'd soon collapse on top of you, panting heavily.

"You wanna go take a shower babe?"

"Can you untie my wrists?"