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4 Months, some odd hours earlier
Suggested Listening: Something in your mouth by Nickelback
4 Months, some odd hours earlier: Something in your Mouth
Matt watched in amusement as the blond, now known as Mello, scowled at every person that they passed by on the street. He supposed it was alright, as Mello hadn't gotten his way. Mello had wanted to go to his apartment and do things there, but Matt had other ideas, as well as other things at his place.
He had given Mello the wad of cash, much to the blond's surprise, and told him they were going to his place instead. He hadn't said why, but he'd told Mello he could shoot him with his hidden gun if he felt threatened. Mello had narrowed his eyes at that, as the gun was hidden, but had come along anyway.
He wondered if it was a thrill for the blond, the slight danger and possible threat of death, not that Matt had any of that planned unless it was death by sex. Matt knew he wouldn't mind going out that way.
Mello was silent as he followed him up the stairs and remained so even as the apartment's door closed behind them. Matt walked silently over to his safe and despite Mello's watchful eyes he opened it and held up another stack of hundreds.
"You'll get that when you leave." he said blandly, watching as Mello shifted feet, his hand going to rest at his hip and his fingers drumming against the leather.
"Fine. So what now? What is it that you want exactly?" Mello's eyes were sharp, calculating and Matt wondered just how far he could go with him. How much of the things in his closet he could safely use before he got a gun pointed at him.
It would definitely be fun to find out, because he wanted to do all sorts of dirty things to that body standing before him. So many things...
"I have you until tomorrow morning, I have no idea what will happen between now and then other than general nakedness and you screaming my name." Matt grinned at the affronted look Mello adopted.
"I won't be the one screaming." the blond growled. And Matt took it as a personal challenge. He would make Mello scream, and Mello would do it more than once.
"Shall we get started then and find out?" Matt smirked at the annoyed expression, the one that covered over the curiosity and slight twinge of lust, Mello gave him and began to remove his stripped shirt.
Mello didn't even blink as he slowly pulled the zipper of his vest down, fingers toying with the metal for a moment before the two parts split and creamy skin was shown, the very same Matt had seen from his seat in the casino.
The vest was gently slipped from his shoulders and laid to rest across one of his desks and shoes were carefully kicked off to the side. Matt followed suit with his own, though he cared not where they landed so long as he could find them later.
Matt undid his buckle as the blond lazily unlaced his leathers, and Matt could see the faintest hint of golden curls the further apart the laces became. There wasn't anything underneath, not that Matt had expected there would be, there was nowhere to fit anything under that skintight leather.
Matt watched, entranced, as the blond shimmied carefully out of the leather, long legs and slim hips exposed into view; and despite the plans Matt had for him all he wanted to do at that moment was shove Mello to the bed and have those slender legs wrap around him as he fucked him into the mattress hard and fast.
And goddamn did he want to do it so bad, but he pushed that urge to the back of his mind as he striped to his boxers, and at Mello's raised eyebrow, striped naked.
He strode over to the blond and knelt down before him much to Mello's confusion. Matt gripped the base of his flaccid cock and guided it into his welcoming mouth. Mello's muscles tensed as his entire body registered the surprise contact.
Matt worked him, lips and tongue and fingers, until Mello was strained and hard and jerking into him, and then he pulled away. He grinned widely at the glare of pure hatred sent his way.
"It's no fun for me if you don't want it. Follow me to the bedroom and maybe I'll finish you off." Matt knew, from the way that Mello moved, that there wouldn't be a problem of getting Mello to want him.
It was going to be a good night.
-End part 4-
AN: You all hate me right? Leaving it off there….
4 Months, some odd hours earlier: Something in your Mouth
Matt watched in amusement as the blond, now known as Mello, scowled at every person that they passed by on the street. He supposed it was alright, as Mello hadn't gotten his way. Mello had wanted to go to his apartment and do things there, but Matt had other ideas, as well as other things at his place.
He had given Mello the wad of cash, much to the blond's surprise, and told him they were going to his place instead. He hadn't said why, but he'd told Mello he could shoot him with his hidden gun if he felt threatened. Mello had narrowed his eyes at that, as the gun was hidden, but had come along anyway.
He wondered if it was a thrill for the blond, the slight danger and possible threat of death, not that Matt had any of that planned unless it was death by sex. Matt knew he wouldn't mind going out that way.
Mello was silent as he followed him up the stairs and remained so even as the apartment's door closed behind them. Matt walked silently over to his safe and despite Mello's watchful eyes he opened it and held up another stack of hundreds.
"You'll get that when you leave." he said blandly, watching as Mello shifted feet, his hand going to rest at his hip and his fingers drumming against the leather.
"Fine. So what now? What is it that you want exactly?" Mello's eyes were sharp, calculating and Matt wondered just how far he could go with him. How much of the things in his closet he could safely use before he got a gun pointed at him.
It would definitely be fun to find out, because he wanted to do all sorts of dirty things to that body standing before him. So many things...
"I have you until tomorrow morning, I have no idea what will happen between now and then other than general nakedness and you screaming my name." Matt grinned at the affronted look Mello adopted.
"I won't be the one screaming." the blond growled. And Matt took it as a personal challenge. He would make Mello scream, and Mello would do it more than once.
"Shall we get started then and find out?" Matt smirked at the annoyed expression, the one that covered over the curiosity and slight twinge of lust, Mello gave him and began to remove his stripped shirt.
Mello didn't even blink as he slowly pulled the zipper of his vest down, fingers toying with the metal for a moment before the two parts split and creamy skin was shown, the very same Matt had seen from his seat in the casino.
The vest was gently slipped from his shoulders and laid to rest across one of his desks and shoes were carefully kicked off to the side. Matt followed suit with his own, though he cared not where they landed so long as he could find them later.
Matt undid his buckle as the blond lazily unlaced his leathers, and Matt could see the faintest hint of golden curls the further apart the laces became. There wasn't anything underneath, not that Matt had expected there would be, there was nowhere to fit anything under that skintight leather.
Matt watched, entranced, as the blond shimmied carefully out of the leather, long legs and slim hips exposed into view; and despite the plans Matt had for him all he wanted to do at that moment was shove Mello to the bed and have those slender legs wrap around him as he fucked him into the mattress hard and fast.
And goddamn did he want to do it so bad, but he pushed that urge to the back of his mind as he striped to his boxers, and at Mello's raised eyebrow, striped naked.
He strode over to the blond and knelt down before him much to Mello's confusion. Matt gripped the base of his flaccid cock and guided it into his welcoming mouth. Mello's muscles tensed as his entire body registered the surprise contact.
Matt worked him, lips and tongue and fingers, until Mello was strained and hard and jerking into him, and then he pulled away. He grinned widely at the glare of pure hatred sent his way.
"It's no fun for me if you don't want it. Follow me to the bedroom and maybe I'll finish you off." Matt knew, from the way that Mello moved, that there wouldn't be a problem of getting Mello to want him.
It was going to be a good night.
-End part 4-
AN: You all hate me right? Leaving it off there….