Married Life, Chapter 2

"Ah..Lighto-Kun? These restraints hurt a bit.."

Misa's arms were bound at the wrists by a rough rope, held in place above her head where it was connected to the headboard, the fibers digging in to her soft flesh.

Taking a step back, I enjoyed the full view of my work: Misa was blind folded, her skimpy attire from earlier replaced with sheer lacy lingerie that was stretched taught over her slight form. The black fabric gave only hints of what lay beneath, with the pale skin it covered peaking through the lace around the edges.

Teasing. Just the way I liked it.

"Now now Misa, you want to please me, don't you?" I asked, running my finger down the soft curve of her face, pausing at the hollow of her throat, awaiting my answer.

"Of course I do! It's just, ah, they hurt some..." Misa's voice was teetering on the edge of fearful as she tugged half heartedly at the rope, forcing it to bite deeper.

"Maybe I can alleviate some of your pain by..distracting you.."

With a bit more force my fingers wandered down her body, the sharp edge of nails digging in over her flat belly languidly before playing at the edge of her panties. She'd bought them at my command, as she did most of her lingerie. Though I rarely cared to see her in it, if I was going to waste time with her, it may as well be pleasing to see.

"L-Light? I love that you're touching me for the first time in, well, ever, but I'm getting a bit scared. You do know what comes next, right?"

Involuntarily my jaw clenched. Was this damn fool of a girl patronizing me? Thinking that I, Kira, the greatest mind the world has ever known didn't know what to do with the female form before me?

The fabric gave little fight as I tore it away, purposefully grating it against Misa's hips and thighs.

"Yes Misa. I know what comes next."