Slow Dance With a Stranger
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Death Note › Yaoi-Male/Male › Mello/Matt
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
14
Views:
2,220
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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5 months earlier: Hello Fascination
AN: Yes this took long to get out AND its short, work/life sucked so sue me. XD
Also, pay attention to the '….months earlier part' or u might get confused later :p
Suggested Listening: Hello Fascination by Breath Carolina
5 months earlier: Hello Fascination
The casino was nice, Matt thought, as he continued to move across the main floor and passed the Roulette tables. He had a drink in his hand, having obtained it from his time playing Black Jack, and was off to next game, whatever it happened to be that caught his eye.
He had enough coin to have more than enough 'fun' at the slots; though he wasn't sure he wanted to jump to that quite yet. He hadn't been there all that long and wanted to see what else was around before he resigned himself to the mind numbing game that was Slots.
The casino itself was filled with shades of red and gold and white marble and grand fountains with water so clear it would probably kill you to drink it. Despite the area it was in, it was a rather respectable place.
Matt passed by the Poker and Craps tables but most of them were full and didn't look to have a vacancy any time soon. He wasn't worried though. He had as much time as it took to blow his wallet or drive himself further into boredom.
Too bad the latter came quicker than Matt would have liked. As well as the last ditch lure of the cluster of different varieties of slots.
Matt was close enough to the stage that he could see as the 'exotic dancers' strutted onto the stage, the first show of the day. He was only vaguely surprised to see that it was a mix of men and women. The casino was classy and could definitely afford the few patrons that might leave because of the men.
He went back to his current slot machine and watched as two sevens popped up and the third was caught in the middle. He upped the bet to max and pressed the button again. There were a few whistles from the audience, an oddly large one considering the time of day, that had him look over in slight curiosity.
His eyes locked onto the group of performers on the large stage, though he only focused in on the blond one, nearly naked, that swayed his hips in a very tantalizing way, so very sexual despite still giving off the aura of a predator, panther like in a way.
The blond's eyes, once opened, were a striking blue. So very cold and yet passionate at the same time.
How would it feel to have those hands all over him, touching him stroking him? To feel that body writhing beneath him? Matt swallowed his drink harshly and fidgeted in his seat. How much money would he need to make that body his, even if only for one night?
Matt pressed the button on the Slot machine one last time and watched the dial spin. Triple sevens. He grinned as he got up from his seat and walked away. He wasn't about to ask the manager, even if it were possible to do so, oh no, he was going straight to the source of his desire, and he would get him one way or another.
He would free himself from his boredom, and he would enjoy every minute of it.
-End 2-
AN: I tried to get all the errors out of this, but I'm like….. tired. Don't know why. Probably my stupid iron def. XD
Also, pay attention to the '….months earlier part' or u might get confused later :p
Suggested Listening: Hello Fascination by Breath Carolina
5 months earlier: Hello Fascination
The casino was nice, Matt thought, as he continued to move across the main floor and passed the Roulette tables. He had a drink in his hand, having obtained it from his time playing Black Jack, and was off to next game, whatever it happened to be that caught his eye.
He had enough coin to have more than enough 'fun' at the slots; though he wasn't sure he wanted to jump to that quite yet. He hadn't been there all that long and wanted to see what else was around before he resigned himself to the mind numbing game that was Slots.
The casino itself was filled with shades of red and gold and white marble and grand fountains with water so clear it would probably kill you to drink it. Despite the area it was in, it was a rather respectable place.
Matt passed by the Poker and Craps tables but most of them were full and didn't look to have a vacancy any time soon. He wasn't worried though. He had as much time as it took to blow his wallet or drive himself further into boredom.
Too bad the latter came quicker than Matt would have liked. As well as the last ditch lure of the cluster of different varieties of slots.
Matt was close enough to the stage that he could see as the 'exotic dancers' strutted onto the stage, the first show of the day. He was only vaguely surprised to see that it was a mix of men and women. The casino was classy and could definitely afford the few patrons that might leave because of the men.
He went back to his current slot machine and watched as two sevens popped up and the third was caught in the middle. He upped the bet to max and pressed the button again. There were a few whistles from the audience, an oddly large one considering the time of day, that had him look over in slight curiosity.
His eyes locked onto the group of performers on the large stage, though he only focused in on the blond one, nearly naked, that swayed his hips in a very tantalizing way, so very sexual despite still giving off the aura of a predator, panther like in a way.
The blond's eyes, once opened, were a striking blue. So very cold and yet passionate at the same time.
How would it feel to have those hands all over him, touching him stroking him? To feel that body writhing beneath him? Matt swallowed his drink harshly and fidgeted in his seat. How much money would he need to make that body his, even if only for one night?
Matt pressed the button on the Slot machine one last time and watched the dial spin. Triple sevens. He grinned as he got up from his seat and walked away. He wasn't about to ask the manager, even if it were possible to do so, oh no, he was going straight to the source of his desire, and he would get him one way or another.
He would free himself from his boredom, and he would enjoy every minute of it.
-End 2-
AN: I tried to get all the errors out of this, but I'm like….. tired. Don't know why. Probably my stupid iron def. XD