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Near, Impossible	By : Robinthehellangel Category: Death Note > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4050 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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            Near tried and failed at trying to continue at a normal pace. Shutting himself in his room, he refused to talk about had changed him. Matt was deeply concerned for Near, as was L. Mello on the other hand, only came into the room to ensure that his little Princess was well trained and quiet as a little lamb.

            On one of these occasions, Matt witnessed Mello coming out of the small boy’s room. Quickly moving out of the shadows, he knocked on the door, awaiting his answer. Upon entering, he locked the door behind himself. “Near, I know that Mello is terrorizing you. Why won’t you tell anyone?” Matt wanted to keep his voice calm, only managing to growl at the boy that was curled up on his bed.

            Near began to shake and stared at the floor. “Matt, I have no idea as to what you are spouting about.” Near mumbled, also giving his answer to the floor.

            “You can’t even look me in the eye and say that. All I want you to do is to tell me what he did, and I’ll help fix whatever trouble that he has caused.” Matt purred softly; still attempting to get Near to look him in the eyes.

            Just continuing to shake his head, Near felt as if he would completely break down from it. ‘No. I can’t let him know the secret… I fought long and hard for these 4 months. It would not due for the truth to be found out now…’ Looking up off of the floor and into Matt’s eyes for a brief moment, before he spoke. “I’m more than positive that you are putting too much credit on Mello’s shoulders. Have you ever stopped to think that I might have other things going on in my life? Mello is not always the cause of my distress. Now, if you are quite done, I would like it if you left my room.” Near’s voice lacked the usual playful bite in it, but he was glad that he got some of that pent-up sadness; slightly misdirected and not caring were it was pointed, glad none the less.

            Matt blinked a few times, before turning to leave the room. Stopping at the door he took a deep breath. “If anything is bothering you, would you tell someone about it?” When he got no answer, he opened the door and left, not bothering to look back.

            As soon as the door closed once again, Near felt the overwhelming urge to call Matt back into the room and tell him the truth. Or maybe he could say something to L? Weighing the outcome in his mind, he felt that he could tell Matt. Matt was more understanding than L would be. Would he? L would probably blame Mello for the fact that he couldn’t get past kissing and light touching. After almost 5 months after getting together and he was still a little jumpy when L got too close. ‘I have to get over this… I can’t spend the rest of my life scared of human contact.’ Near sat in his usual corner on the bed and waited…

            It was a few short hours later that someone knocked on his door. Near felt himself hesitate for the briefest of moments, before telling the person that they could come inside. The door opened to reveal L bringing in a tray of turkey sandwiches and water, with a small smile on his face. “Good afternoon, Near. I brought lunch up to your room so that we can eat together. Are you hungry?”

            “Yes, that sounds quite nice. Thank you, L.” Near reached for a sandwich and quietly took small bites out of it. After they both finished eating he slipped his hand into Near’s. Looking down, tried to place his jumbling thoughts into a straight line before he would speak.

            “I’m sorry. Did you not want to hold my hand today?” L attempted to pull his hand away, but was slightly surprised when Near squeezed it tighter.

            “No, there’s nothing wrong… I actually wanted to talk to you today.” Near looked into L’s eyes, letting him know that he was serious. “As you and I know, we have been together for almost 5 months. I have been doing a lot of thinking… I feel as if I’m ready to bring the level of intimacy up. I’m ready when you are…” Near felt slightly proud that his voice didn’t betray how scared he was.

            “Are you sure about this, Near? I don’t want to feel as if I’m crowding you, if you’re not ready…” ‘Please don’t let him change his mind, please just don’t…’ L prayed silently as he waited for his answer.

            “I’m more than sure that I can do this. I know that you been waiting on me, and now I’m ready.” Near was still surprised at how calm his voice was. He looked back into L’s eyes, hoping that his eyes did not express the slight fear that he was feeling.

            “I’m glad that you aren’t pushing yourself. You know that I wouldn’t force you into doing something that you weren’t ready for.” L stopped when he noticed that he was rambling on and on. Leaning forward, he caught Near’s soft lips in his own.

            Near mewled softly as L deepened the kiss. L gave Near a small shove, as to make him lie on his back. Near forced himself not to lash out, when he felt trapped and slightly helpless. Feeling Near’s uneasiness, L pulled back a little and licked the shell of his ear.

            “You have to relax a little more, it feels a lot better when you do.” L breathed as he nipped at Near’s ear. Near mewled softly as he felt the odd warmth of pleasure that coursed down his spine. L lightly brushed his fingers down the thin shirt and paused at the quickly hardening nubs underneath. Near felt himself give a tiny cry at the sensation of them being pulled through his shirt, not enough to hurt, just enough to send pleasure straight to his groin.

            Pausing a moment to drink in the small boys’ moans, L continued by pulling at his shirt. Near made a small protesting noise and turned his head away, not wanting L to see the deep rooted fear that he was feeling at the moment. Feeling the small body stiffen he stopped, thinking that he made Near uncomfortable.

            “Are you ok, Near? Do you want me to stop?” L breathed in a serious tone, not liking the way that his Near was locking up on him.

            “I’ll be fine. It just felt weird that you were touching me like that. You really don’t have to stop.” Near hated the fact that he was lying to L. “I like you touching me, please don’t stop.” He now felt slightly better now that he told some truth behind the little white lie.

            Still looking a little put off, L continued to work on the thin shirt. Throwing the small shirt onto the floor, L continued to touch the soft skin before him. Near began to tremble lightly, unable to pinpoint if it was from the odd warming pleasure, or deep rooted fear. He forced himself to watch L, as he continued to move down his body. When L reached for his pants, his hands quickly came up to stop him.

            “I-I want you to take your shirt off t-too so that we can be the s-same… I-I don’t w-want you to have a u-unfair dis-disadvantage over m-me.” Near stuttered as he shook his head violently, mostly trying to shake the image of Mello looming over him.

            “Ok little one, there’s no need to get all worked up about it.” L breathed as he pulled back and tugged his shirt over his head, tossing it to the floor. “Is that better, Near? Do you want me to take my pants off too?” Near gave his head a slight nod and watched as L rid himself of his pants as well. L now loomed over Near in nothing save for his boxers. He leaned down and nipped the tiny bellybutton as he began to open the pants in front of him. Once again, Near felt himself almost try to lock up again.

            ‘This is L, not Mello…There’s no need to fear him. I know that he won’t hurt me.’ Near lightly repeated to himself, trying to chase the deep-rooted fear away.

            L continued to work Near’s pants off, unaware of the internal struggle the smaller boy was having. Once they were off, L tossed the offending clothing onto the bed behind him.

            Near felt L’s fingers ghost over his hips and he quickly realized that this was a very bad idea. ‘I might still have bruises from the last time Mello took me…. I have to stop L right now.’ “S-stop!” The plea came out louder than he wanted, then he tried again. “Please, stop… I’m sorry.” This time his words were no more than a whisper.

            L immediately froze and stopped his action, not expecting Near to raise his voice. His shock quickly mulled over when he realized how frightened the smaller boy looked. “It’s ok Near, you don’t need to be sorry. Perhaps I am moving too fast for you at the moment? We can try again as soon as you think you’re ready to give it another go.” L stood up and pulled the covers over Near’s almost naked form and turned to get dressed himself. Once all his clothes were in place, L turned and lightly kissed Near’s forehead, leaving the room as soon as the deed was done.

            Near sat on his bed, unmoving for an unknown amount of time before he slid off of the bed and locked his door. He quickly put all his clothes on and got back into bed. ‘I can’t let anyone find out, this horrible secret that I keep all to myself. How many times has Mello come to use my body since that night? 10- 12 times? Maybe more than that. I’ve honestly lost count. Not that I want to count something like that. It’s been little over a week since the last time. I’m sure that I still have the bruises on my hips from his painful grip. I know that he wants to claim me, inflict more pain than his violent thrusts accompanied by sweet words ever do. I hate that he forces pleasure onto me, making me enjoy it.’ A tear silently runs down his face and stains the sheet in front of him…

            Near only allowed himself a few more tears, before wiping them away. After calming down, Near checked the time. 3:10 p.m. ‘Maybe Matt is in his room. I feel like I should apologize for this morning…’ Near left his room and walked down the hall to the gamers’ room. Standing in front of the door, he could hear the game Matt was playing. Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door.

            “Yeah, come in.” Near invited himself into the somewhat tidy room and closed the door. Waiting for Matt to farther acknowledge him. After a few minutes, Matt paused the game and looked up at his visitor. “Hey Near. Finally decided to come out of your room for a bit?”

            Near nodded his head in response, looking at the floor. “.. I’m sorry…”

            “Eh? What are you sorry for?”

            “For what I said to you this morning, that’s what.”

            Matt continues to look confused for a few moments, then he realized what Near was talking about. “Oh, that? You don’t need to apologize for that. Uh, is there anything else you want to talk about?” Matt breathed lightly, not wanting it to seem like he was forcing Near to talk to him. Near shook his head, while he fiddled the hem of his shirt. Matt knew that there was something on Near’s mind that he’s unsure of when he does that.

“Hey, come here.” Near moved across the room and stood in front of the older boy. Matt pulled Near into his lap and wrapped his arms around him. “Whatever it is on your mind, you don’t have to tell me, ok?”

Near felt some of the tears from earlier come back and he tried to hold onto them. Near pulled himself completely into Matt’s lap as a few tear’s slipped down his face. Neither teen said anything while Near cried. “…Thank you, Matt.”

“What are you thanking me for now?”

“For holding me…” Near pulled back to look Matt in the eye, then leaned up and kissed him.

To say that Matt was shocked was an understatement. One moment he was comforting the small boy and now he was kissing him. Not wanting to look the gift horse in the mouth, he started to kiss back. Near opened his mouth slightly and Matt thrust his tongue inside of the willing mouth. Near trembled and gave a very pleased moan. Matt repeated this action a few more times before pulling back. Near’s eyes were closed and he had a soft blush on his face. He shifted slightly and the blush immediately got darker as his lap was pressed against Matt’s very obvious arousal. Matt’s eyes were glazed over and Near was sure that he had the same blush on his face, too. Near brought his arms up and wrapped them around Matt’s neck and continued to kiss him. Matt slowly moved back to the head board and moved his hands to Near’s bottom, squeezing lightly.

Near started to move his hips back and forth, moaning softly every time Matt’s and his covered arousals would rub together.

“Near… I want….want to tou- fuck!” Matt hissed softly as he applied pressure to Near’s thighs to get him to stop moving. “I want to touch you.” Matt moved to unbutton Near’s pants. “Can I?” Near nodded and moved to do the same for Matt. Near grabbed the stick of flesh in front of him, slowly moving his hand over it. Matt made a pleasured sound and did the same for Near.

Near moaned loudly as Matt’s thumb moved slid over his slit. “M-Matt…. I’m- ahhn… I-I’m close… so c-close…” Near was biting his lip, trying not to be too loud. Matt brushed Near’s hand off of his arousal and took over for him. Near’s arms flew out behind him as he fought to keep his balance. Near tossed his head back as he released into Matt’s eager hand. Matt followed only seconds after Near.

Near slumped forward and rested his head against Matt’s shoulder as he waited for his breath to catch up with him.

            “Did you enjoy yourself, Near?”

            “Yes, I did.”

            “That’s good. I aim to please.”

Near smacked Matt’s arm as he sat up. Looking at Matt’s shirt, he gasped softly. “Your shirt, it’s ruined. I’m sorry.”

“You don’t have to be sorry. I did it on purpose so that your shirt wouldn’t get ruined. Besides I have other shirts like this one.” Matt pulled the damp shirt over his head and proceeded to use it to clean his hands, then tossing it into the bin. Near moved out of Matt’s lap and put himself back into his pants. Matt did the same as he grabbed another shirt. “So what do you want to do now?” Matt asked.

“I guess I can play a game with you, if you want?”

“Sure.” Matt put in LittleBigPlanet and handed Near a controller.

“I do not understand the concept of this game…”

“Near, you don’t need to analyze the game, just play it.”

~A While Later~

Matt looked at his alarm clock. 7:16 p.m. “Hey Near. It’s time for dinner. Let’s go downstairs.”

“….”

“Come on, Near. It’ll be ok, I promise.”

Near allowed himself to be taken downstairs for dinner. Just as Matt said, everything was fine. It was around bedtime that things went bad again. Mello came into his room, used him and left just as silent as he came in. ‘I guess it’s a good thing that I don’t bleed a lot anymore. I don’t think I could come up with a good lie as to why my bed sheets keep disappearing.’ Near sighed as he slipped on another pair of pajamas and went to bed.

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AN: I was a complete airhead and forgot to post this. But now that it's here, everything is all good now. I have one or two more to post then I'm up to date. :D

~Amy
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