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Adult +
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Part 10
Suggested Listening: E.T. By Katy Perry (omg... you have no IDEA how much this helped me write this chapter XD)
Part 10
~M is for Mate~
Heat flooded Mello's face as he was pinned, naked, to the floor. A clawed hand on his left bicep and the softly growling mouth by his other limb and he wasn't going anywhere without loosing something. Mello wasn't sure he wouldn't have preferred Matt to just kill him to what the half-creature had in mind. It had been embarrassingly easy for Matt to get him in that position despite his awkwardly long limbs.
Mello shivered as Matt's elongated tongue lapped at the skin of his shoulder and continued up to his neck where the wound Matt had given him hardly a week prior was situated.
He grit his teeth as it was licked, the disgusting feeling of something oozing from the wound making him sick. Mello suddenly wondered if that was why Matt hadn't killed him or bitten him again. He had been too preoccupied with Matt's strange behavior and subsequent disappearance days prior to really give much thought to the wound other than its slight festering.
Had he been infected too?
He hadn't gotten sick like Matt had... nor had he started craving meat as he had seen with the redhead. But he had started eating less and less; though he had attributed it to Matt being missing... it had only been a few days though.
How long before his own symptoms would start to show? How long before he was like Matt? Not quite human but not quite beast..
He flinched and tried not to struggle as Matt ground into him, erection pressing against his bare ass. He supposed he should at least be thankful Matt wasn't fully wolf or whatever he was as Mello had a feeling what was about to happen would be much worse. He could only imagine how large Matt would have gotten...
He almost bit through his lip as Matt thrust himself inside and choked on a breath of forced air. Blood bubbled up in his mouth as he forced himself to stay quiet through the pain; the type of pain that left him feeling like he were being split in two and a hot poker shoved into him.
'Matt' didn't seem to notice, slamming into him like Mello had seen from a pair of rutting dogs in an alleyway. He'd held his breath for so long he began to see spots and coughed weakly as it expelled. It fucking hurt.
Mello dug his fingers into the floor, nails scratching the surface and digging into the wood hard enough to gouge it and chip his nails.
Matt whined in his ear, an almost high pitched cry, and nudged him as his motions paused. Mello chuckled weakly. "I'm fine Matt..." he wasn't, not really, but it wasn't as though it could be fixed at the moment; Matt's mind was that of an animal, he couldn't possible understand...
As if sensing his lie the clawed hand pinning his left arm was removed, Mello only noticing how it ached once the pressure was gone, as the redhead climbed off of him.
Matt nudged his side gently, with a small exhale of breath that was not quite a whine. Mello laid there for a few more moments before he was nudged again, a bit more forcefully. He tilted his head to the side to look at Matt and seeing those green eyes boring into him so intently, neck craning out as if to push him again, Mello took it as a hint to roll over.
He did so with a barely contained hiss of pain, it being impossible to do the requested action without jarring the split and injured flesh. He looked on in dark amusement at the blood that was spread across the floor from him.
Matt crawled atop him again and nuzzled his cheek gently, and Mello supposed it was a kiss as the redheads jaw was extended and lips and teeth too odd for such a normal action. He hesitantly kissed Matt's cheek in response and was surprised by the happy sounding whine that was released; a sound so different than the growls and snarls of before.
He sucked in a breath, careful not to let any pain show in his features, as Matt breached him again. He swallowed thickly as those wide green eyes narrowed a fraction. Clawed fingers raked along his sides so lightly it was almost ticklish. Matt shifted and his pain increased enough for Mello to let out a small cry. Matt shifted a few more times with varying results until he hit something that sent fire raging through Mello's veins.
Mello threw his head back against the floor and moaned, legs unconsciously wrapping around the body above him to keep him from moving away. Blood ran down his chin from his lips, the metallic flavor strong in his mouth, but Mello hardly noticed anymore. All he could concentrate on was the electric jolt of pleasure that had run down his spine.
He tried to calm his breathing, to ease his thoughts back into normal, but Matt wouldn't have it. The beast within him wouldn't have it.
It started off small, just soft inching forward with those piercing eyes watching him the entire time, but quickly advanced into harsh thrusts that had Mello throwing his arms around Matt's neck to pull him closer and locking his legs around the half-creatures midsection to urge him deeper.
Mello felt a strange sensation crawl from deep within him, almost animalistic in nature, a burning so sweet it sent shivers along his body as every nerve in him registered the pleasure on the deepest level possible. He knew it wasn't normal to feel that way, to be able to so keenly smell the sweat on their bodies or hear the beating of their hearts so deeply but he hardly cared anymore.
He shuddered as Matt licked at his lips in the same way he had before, though the kisses from before weren't possible anymore. Mello dug his nails into the soft flesh of the body above him, scratched at him, pressed his fingertips into him and rocked against him; it was violence and pleasure in the best amounts.
Matt growled deeply into his hear, a soft yet harsh sound that sent shivers down his spine; he was so overwhelmed by everything he could only squeeze his eyes shut tightly as he came with a muffled cry, voice being swallowed by the hollow of Matt's throat.
Mello clung to the redhead as he rode out his orgasm and Matt obtained his own, his seed spilling as a deep snarl passed his mouth.
-End Part 10-
AN: So... how was it? XD
I had so much fun writing this. I don't know if i'm one of the few, or the only one that does this, but i generally let my music guide me when its an emotional or powerful scene, so it took me FOREVER to write this scene. Then i heard only two sentences of E.T. from Katy Perry and i KNEW that was the song i'd have on repeat. When i find a song that invokes a certain feeling or mood in me i'll play it a few times to get used to the beat and feel of the song, then i'll start writing. I let the music dictate the mood of the writing, right now as i write this my heart is racing with little butterflies spinning in my gut and i have chills XD... so does that make me weird? Just wondering.
Not sure when the next chapter will be out as it's not currently written.
Part 10
~M is for Mate~
Heat flooded Mello's face as he was pinned, naked, to the floor. A clawed hand on his left bicep and the softly growling mouth by his other limb and he wasn't going anywhere without loosing something. Mello wasn't sure he wouldn't have preferred Matt to just kill him to what the half-creature had in mind. It had been embarrassingly easy for Matt to get him in that position despite his awkwardly long limbs.
Mello shivered as Matt's elongated tongue lapped at the skin of his shoulder and continued up to his neck where the wound Matt had given him hardly a week prior was situated.
He grit his teeth as it was licked, the disgusting feeling of something oozing from the wound making him sick. Mello suddenly wondered if that was why Matt hadn't killed him or bitten him again. He had been too preoccupied with Matt's strange behavior and subsequent disappearance days prior to really give much thought to the wound other than its slight festering.
Had he been infected too?
He hadn't gotten sick like Matt had... nor had he started craving meat as he had seen with the redhead. But he had started eating less and less; though he had attributed it to Matt being missing... it had only been a few days though.
How long before his own symptoms would start to show? How long before he was like Matt? Not quite human but not quite beast..
He flinched and tried not to struggle as Matt ground into him, erection pressing against his bare ass. He supposed he should at least be thankful Matt wasn't fully wolf or whatever he was as Mello had a feeling what was about to happen would be much worse. He could only imagine how large Matt would have gotten...
He almost bit through his lip as Matt thrust himself inside and choked on a breath of forced air. Blood bubbled up in his mouth as he forced himself to stay quiet through the pain; the type of pain that left him feeling like he were being split in two and a hot poker shoved into him.
'Matt' didn't seem to notice, slamming into him like Mello had seen from a pair of rutting dogs in an alleyway. He'd held his breath for so long he began to see spots and coughed weakly as it expelled. It fucking hurt.
Mello dug his fingers into the floor, nails scratching the surface and digging into the wood hard enough to gouge it and chip his nails.
Matt whined in his ear, an almost high pitched cry, and nudged him as his motions paused. Mello chuckled weakly. "I'm fine Matt..." he wasn't, not really, but it wasn't as though it could be fixed at the moment; Matt's mind was that of an animal, he couldn't possible understand...
As if sensing his lie the clawed hand pinning his left arm was removed, Mello only noticing how it ached once the pressure was gone, as the redhead climbed off of him.
Matt nudged his side gently, with a small exhale of breath that was not quite a whine. Mello laid there for a few more moments before he was nudged again, a bit more forcefully. He tilted his head to the side to look at Matt and seeing those green eyes boring into him so intently, neck craning out as if to push him again, Mello took it as a hint to roll over.
He did so with a barely contained hiss of pain, it being impossible to do the requested action without jarring the split and injured flesh. He looked on in dark amusement at the blood that was spread across the floor from him.
Matt crawled atop him again and nuzzled his cheek gently, and Mello supposed it was a kiss as the redheads jaw was extended and lips and teeth too odd for such a normal action. He hesitantly kissed Matt's cheek in response and was surprised by the happy sounding whine that was released; a sound so different than the growls and snarls of before.
He sucked in a breath, careful not to let any pain show in his features, as Matt breached him again. He swallowed thickly as those wide green eyes narrowed a fraction. Clawed fingers raked along his sides so lightly it was almost ticklish. Matt shifted and his pain increased enough for Mello to let out a small cry. Matt shifted a few more times with varying results until he hit something that sent fire raging through Mello's veins.
Mello threw his head back against the floor and moaned, legs unconsciously wrapping around the body above him to keep him from moving away. Blood ran down his chin from his lips, the metallic flavor strong in his mouth, but Mello hardly noticed anymore. All he could concentrate on was the electric jolt of pleasure that had run down his spine.
He tried to calm his breathing, to ease his thoughts back into normal, but Matt wouldn't have it. The beast within him wouldn't have it.
It started off small, just soft inching forward with those piercing eyes watching him the entire time, but quickly advanced into harsh thrusts that had Mello throwing his arms around Matt's neck to pull him closer and locking his legs around the half-creatures midsection to urge him deeper.
Mello felt a strange sensation crawl from deep within him, almost animalistic in nature, a burning so sweet it sent shivers along his body as every nerve in him registered the pleasure on the deepest level possible. He knew it wasn't normal to feel that way, to be able to so keenly smell the sweat on their bodies or hear the beating of their hearts so deeply but he hardly cared anymore.
He shuddered as Matt licked at his lips in the same way he had before, though the kisses from before weren't possible anymore. Mello dug his nails into the soft flesh of the body above him, scratched at him, pressed his fingertips into him and rocked against him; it was violence and pleasure in the best amounts.
Matt growled deeply into his hear, a soft yet harsh sound that sent shivers down his spine; he was so overwhelmed by everything he could only squeeze his eyes shut tightly as he came with a muffled cry, voice being swallowed by the hollow of Matt's throat.
Mello clung to the redhead as he rode out his orgasm and Matt obtained his own, his seed spilling as a deep snarl passed his mouth.
-End Part 10-
AN: So... how was it? XD
I had so much fun writing this. I don't know if i'm one of the few, or the only one that does this, but i generally let my music guide me when its an emotional or powerful scene, so it took me FOREVER to write this scene. Then i heard only two sentences of E.T. from Katy Perry and i KNEW that was the song i'd have on repeat. When i find a song that invokes a certain feeling or mood in me i'll play it a few times to get used to the beat and feel of the song, then i'll start writing. I let the music dictate the mood of the writing, right now as i write this my heart is racing with little butterflies spinning in my gut and i have chills XD... so does that make me weird? Just wondering.
Not sure when the next chapter will be out as it's not currently written.