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The Flaw	By : ShinigamiMailJeevas Category: Death Note > Yaoi-Male/Male > Mello/Matt Views: 2603 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Flaw
- 2-Part 1
- 3-Part 2
- 4-Part 3
- 5-Part 4
- 6-Part 5
- 7-Part 6
- 8-Part 7
- 9-Part 8
- 10-part 9
- 11-Part 10
- 12-Part 11
- 13-Part 12
- 14-Part 13
- 15-Part 14
- 16-Part 15
- 17-Part 16
- 18-Part 18
- 19-Part 19
- 20-Interlude: The Past
- 21-Part 20
- 22-Part 21
- 23-part 22
- 24-Part 23
- 25-Interlude
- 26-part 24
- 27-Part 25
- 28-Part 26
- 29-Part 27
- 30-Part 28
- 31-Interlude: December 25th
- 32-Part 29
- 33-part 30
- 34-epilogue
- 25
- 26
- 27
AN: i'm not going to even get into the reason why this hasnt been updated in almost a month. But it's here, so enjoy *sorry* :)

Suggested Listening: Everything by the veronicas

Part 24

~Stoned~

Matt had just stubbed out his third cigarette of less than five minutes and hesitated before heading back inside. It wasn't that he didn't want to go back in and be with Mello...well actually it was.

Lately the hormones, now thankfully in pill form rather than injection, had been making Mello's moods even more fragile and violent in their shifts. One minute, Mello would be perfectly content, laying on the couch with the laptop or watching a movie, and the next he was bitching about something or had gone completely stiff in posture. It was worse than Mello's usual temperament which was almost bipolar in complexity.

Matt wasn't blind, he saw and felt the heavy atmosphere that sometimes lingered between them recently, he just didn't know what to do about it. He couldn't decide what was causing it, knowing it had to do with more than just the hormones yet didn't feel that he could ask Mello about it...

If he even insinuated to Mello that he might be concerned, the blond narrowed his eyes and got defensive. Matt was unsure of what to do, so for the moment he'd decided to ignore it. You can't fix something if you can't find the problem. And Mello seemed full of them, Matt just couldn't find the source.

"Matt...?"

Matt saw Mello poke his head out from around the side of the kitchen doorway and waved a hand in response. Mello walked up to him meekly and pulled him into a hug, one that Matt was more than surprised to receive.

"Sorry... I know I've been messed up lately with the hormones but don't... leave, ok?" Mello had buried his face in the crook of Matt's neck so his words were muffled though still easily distinguishable.

Matt blinked. Leave? Since when was he going to leave him?

Oh god, this was one of those times he'd heard about in the books, where the hormones made the pregnant person act irrational and come up with insane things to worry about that really held no relevance to them, wasn't it?

Oh wait... that was Mello on a good day. He could handle it.

"Yeah, you are a bit of a pain in the ass, but you always were; the hormones haven't changed that much. I don't like you any less, I promise." He smiled at the blue eyes that stared down at him. It was easy to forget that Mello was actually a bit taller than him at times, especially lately.

He kissed Mello chastely, and when he searched the blond's face, he noticed it looking less like someone had just killed his puppy and more relaxed. "You're stuck with me, even when you don't want me," he murmured against Mello's lips, feeling them twitch into a small smile.

He wouldn't say it wasn't a hassle at times, catering to Mello's constant mood shifts, but he didn't let it annoy him. He planted a final kiss by Mello's mouth before pulling away.

"You were smoking?" Mello queried. Matt nodded and withheld a smile as Mello seemed even more relaxed, as though finally getting how off base his own thoughts had become. He would have to make sure that if Mello was in a 'mood' to let him know he was just outside smoking.

He'd rather not put Mello under more stress than he already was, even unintentionally.

Mello's stomach growled slightly, making the blond flush, and Matt smiled. "Let's go feed that stomach of yours, ok?" he patted the swollen belly gently despite Mello frowning at him. Things were getting more hectic, but then again, they always had been between them.

.

Matt was in the kitchen making coffee when it occurred.

He was shoved up against the wall separating the kitchen and living room and being kissed.

He knew it was Mello by the bump of his stomach pressing into him, so he refrained from pulling one of the kitchen knives on the blond.

Mello's hands roamed across him, under his shirt, fingers pressing against his skin as his lips hungrily attacked Matt. He tangled his fingers in Mello's hair and tilted the blond's head until he could clearly see his face though the kiss. Mello's eyes were dark and face flushed, and Matt could easily feel the erection that pressed into him.

Mello was horny, really fucking horny, and Matt didn't doubt it had everything to do with the hormones messing with him. But the kiss evolved as tongues became involved, and Matt knew that something was different this time.

"Hmm... Matt," Mello moaned quietly, lips breaking contact as his fingers easily undid Matt's belt. Their make-out sessions had been heavier as of late, but he hadn't connected it with anything special. Matt had forgotten the hormones could and would make Mello horny, more than he might usually be.

But Matt didn't mind. Mello was hardly the man from his past, and never would be even if Mello someday said those words Matt hated. He would deal with any feelings that might surface because of it. Mello had probably been so damn frustrated that he'd gotten fed up with waiting for something.

Mello's fingers came in contact with the skin beneath his boxers, and Matt's entire body shuddered. He kept his eyes directly on Mello, and the anxiety building slipped away. A few quick strokes, and he was hard and wanting; he just hoped Mello knew what he was getting into.

"You sure you want to?" Matt breathed. He was nervous and wasn't quite sure what he would do should Mello decide he was through and backed off.

"You already knocked me up, noting else to worry about. Now hurry up and touch me before I do it myself." Mello's rough command was all Matt needed to let his fingers roam the blond's body, hands pealing Mello's shirt off as he steered him to the bedroom. Mello may have denied any weakness due to the pregnancy, but they were not having sex on the floor or couch. Especially not for the first time they would actually be able to remember in the morning.

He had no problem pushing Mello to the bed though, watching Mello peer up at him though hooded lids and a hungry lust in his eyes. Mello didn't have to say anything more to prompt him. He wanted this. He wanted it almost desperately.

He was connected and attached to Mello in a way that he was with no other human being and knew from previous disjointed memories just how good together they were. Hooking his fingers behind the band of Mello's pants he gently tugged them away from his body. He kept his eyes glued to Mello's face and watched as his lips parted as the tip of his erection was rubbed by the discarded fabric. Mello, even now, never wore boxers unless absolutely necessary.

Making sure he was properly disrobed himself, Matt crouched between Mello's legs and kissed along his erection, watching as Mello swallowed heavily, trying to keep control. Licking along the side of the shaft, Matt paid only the barest hint of attention to it before he moved on. He felt the blond quiver beneath him at the odd sensation as he kissed up his stomach and along his chest. Stopping at Mello's lips, he took the bottom one gently between his teeth.

He trailed fingers down Mello's side, pressing lightly into the blond's hip and making Mello arch into him, a soft moan on his lips.

"Enough touching more-" he silenced Mello with a kiss, loving the way Mello simply gave in quietly. He was certain that once the pregnancy was over and things were back to 'normal,' he would have a much harder time subduing the blond. Matt wouldn't mind the challenge.

They didn't have lube, or really anything in the apartment like lube, but Matt knew that so long as he was careful it would be pleasant. He hadn't hurt Mello when they had drunken sex, and he trusted himself far more sober.

He made Mello coat his fingers in saliva, gradually slipping them into the blond to prepare him. Matt was as nervous as he was aroused, but the absolute trust in Mello's gaze was enough to calm him. Mello didn't trust people blindly, never had.

He kissed Mello's cheek and carefully nudged the entrance, repositioning himself to get better leverage, as much as he could without straining Mello's stomach. He watched Mello's expression intently as he eased in, knowing Mello wouldn't tell him if he was being hurt too much.

There were small twinges of pain that stretched Mello's features, but nothing excessive. He kissed him again, rubbing a circle on the blond's hip as he let him adjust. It had felt like only seconds before Mello's arms were around him, yanking him closer.

He didn't need any more than that to know Mello was ready; Matt slowly set the pace. He wouldn't do anything harsh, if either of them would like to try something like that, until the baby was born. From the way Mello's eyes were shut tightly and he twitched beneath him, the slow pace was more than enough for now.

Matt loved the feeling of Mello's skin under his fingertips, beneath his lips, and under his tongue.

It was slow and teasing but no less passionate than slamming into him would have been. And the breathless cry as Mello came against their chests, muscles clamping down around him, was more than enough to assure him that Mello had enjoyed it.

Matt took care not to fall on Mello despite the feeling that he had been sucked of all his strength.

Matt smiled at him as they lied next to one another, breathing heavily in the afterglow of sex; and when it appeared he might move to hold him, Mello glared. "Matt, don't even think of cuddling me; it's too fucking hot."

Matt couldn't help the snort of laughter that escaped. Despite the not quite cliché after sex moment, Matt knew he would get used to it, could easily get used to it. Mello was everything in his life, always had been since he'd met him, and supposed he always would be.

He lifted himself to an elbow and kissed Mello, lightly touching his lips to the blond's in such a way that it had Mello reaching out for another. "I like you," Mello murmured against him, pulling away only enough to glance at Matt's expression.

It was Mello's way of saying 'I love you' without having to say it, which Matt appreciated. Matt knew Mello would eventually slip and knew he would just have to deal with it when it happened. Perhaps even get used to it one day…

Matt smiled and pecked Mello's cheek. "Like you too," he said truthfully, using his arm as a pillow and resting his head next to Mello's. Matt slowly dragged his fingers across the blond's belly and felt the small flutters from inside, knowing that it was their baby moving around.

He watched as Mello's expression changed into a slight frown. "It just feels weird. It's not really bothering me, just... weird."

"You mean just weird to have something moving inside of you. It's not like 'Alien' you know," Matt teased with a grin, loving how Mello glowered at him before breaking out into a smile.

"You damn well better hope it's not like the movie 'Alien'." And though it was said jokingly Matt knew both of them were afraid that it might be something like that, might be something odd, something supernatural.

"It'll be fine," he told Mello, not even sure if he believed his own words.

"I know." Mello took his hand, and though the conversation dropped, everything was comfortable.

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