The Preyingmantis

AN: So, I finally got this done! Took me forever!!!! This is the first oneshot in the 'Perfectly Wrong Terribly Right' series I have planned. All unconnected oneshots with various pairings (mainly MattMello, though there are a few MelloNear in there). Basically, if a song is dirty sounding, and I get an idea in my head, it goes on the list of that series. Go me, right?

# 1 : "The Preyingmantis" by Porcelain & the Tramps
Lyrics: -are like this-

"The Preyingmantis"

Matt heard the sharp intake of breath, and could almost feel the fire from Mello's gaze heat up his skin. The blonde had been in a permanent bad mood ever since he'd lost the death note, ever since he'd gotten that scar.

“Matt!” the blonde’s voice was chipped and menacing, but Matt paid no attention to it. Mello would always be pissed off about something or other and would sometimes get into a violent mood, but he'd never hurt Matt, so there was nothing to worry about.

-I remember when
You told me I'm driving you crazy, crazy-

Said blonde was clenching his chocolate so hard that it was starting to crumble in his fist.

Matt was supposed to be watching the video feeds; instead he was playing his damn games. It was always his damn games! They had probably lost valuable information because of it.

“Matt!” he snapped again, and again received no answer.

He would not be ignored again. Not this time. Matt was going to do his job and fucking like it. Pulling out his gun he aimed it and fired. The bullet went right through the handheld screen and the game fizzled and died; Matt had jumped, startled at the gunfire, and let the ruined game fall to the floor.

“You will now pay attention to those video feeds. Or I will shoot every last game console you own.” Mello snarled and bit off a large chunk of dark chocolate. A cruel sneer crossed his face and he aimed his gun at the Xbox 360.

“Though perhaps you need more incentive?” he fired off two rounds and the plastic box broke and pieces flew in all directions. “I expect to see you sitting behind the computers when I come back in here.” he snapped off another piece of chocolate, replaced his gun in the front of his leather pants, and stalked into the kitchen.

-I remember when
You used to call me your baby, baby-

Matt stared, speechless, at his ruined games. He had been so damn close to finishing that game. It would have been one thing if Mello had tossed it across the room, at least then the memory card would have been salvageable.

But no, he had fucking shot it, while it was still in his hands. He could have almost forgiven him for that, except for the fact that he had also KO'd the X-box.

Matt was usually laid back, and let things roll off him like water on a ducks back. But when it came to his games... he started to get a little irritated.

Mello demanded respect, attention, loyalty... and more attention. And when he didn't get those things. Well, things got broken. Thrown across the room and shot at. Generally it wasn't anything Matt cared about.

Generally Matt just didn't care.

But now he was a little more than pissed off.

Standing, he pealed off his gloves and vest and cracked his neck. If Mello thought he was going to get away with this, he was dead wrong. He wasn't always going to be in charge, as that was part of the problem, and Matt wouldn't let him. Only Matt wasn't going to start a fight. Not in the normal sense. Nor was he going to harm Mello.

Despite everything, Mello was still his best friend. Who on occasion, acted like a fucking asshole.

No, hurting him wasn't on the agenda. But he was going to teach him a lesson. As well as get rid of the fucking tension that had been plaguing them since they'd met back up.

-And I don't think I am who you want me to be
I'm sorry it took you this long just to see-

Mello heard movement in the living room and smirked. He knew Matt would see it his way. Maybe he should destroy the redhead’s games more often? Grinning, he opened the refrigerator and took out another bar of chocolate.

Why eat it warm or room temperature when it could be enjoyed cold?

Turning he walked straight into Matt's chest and was surprised when Matt shoved him against the refrigerator, pinning his arms above his head. The bar of chocolate clattered to the floor with a loud snap and Mello growled.

“What the hell do you think you are doing-” he was cut short by a pair of lips covering his own. His eyes widened briefly before narrowing in anger. He roughly broke the kiss and snarled at the redhead.

“Matt-” he sucked in a breath and almost fell limp as Matt's teeth found his neck and bit down. It felt like all the blood in his body went south, and god did it feel good.

-That I'm rolling and rolling around in my mind-

“You, Mello, are in trouble.” Matt stated as he pulled back, his goggle covered eyes staring at Mello's hooded blue ones.

“If there was one rule that you know shouldn't be broken,” he kissed along the blondes jaw and almost smirked at the shiver he received “-it's that my games are not to be touched.” Mello frowned and seemed to be regaining his senses a little.

“I will tolerate a lot of shit, but not that. You will not get your way with this.” he nipped at the blonde’s lips and when they parted he kissed him, forcing his tongue into the others mouth. He pressed their bodies as close as they would go and molested the blonde’s mouth until they were both left breathless and gasping for air.

-I hung you on a limb

Made you bend over

Backwards on a sin-

“If you hadn't destroyed my games... I might have let you top when this tension finally broke...”

Mello couldn't quite hold in a moan as Matt ground into him; rough denim against slick leather. Matt kept him pinned between himself and the fridge as his fingers expertly untied the laces of his leather.

He fought halfheartedly to get free, but the hand sliding along the length of his erection felt to damn good.

Matt had been right about one thing, the tension between them would have eventually reached its boiling point, but if Matt thought he was going to be anything but bottom he was very mistaken.

-Quit crying on my shoulder
There's nothing left to say-

Matt smirked as he felt the change in Mello’s body posture; it wouldn't have been much of a lesson if the blonde hadn't fought him tooth and nail all the way. Mello wouldn't win this time, he wouldn't get his way, and it would piss him off even more after this was over and one with because he was going to be the one to give in first.

But it would be goof for him to loose control every once and a while, Mello took too much onto his shoulders.

Having already loosened the ties of Mello’s leather pants he roughly shoved them down the blonde’s slender hips, and smirked when Mello kicked off his boots allowing Matt to remove the leather completely.

Using his free hand Matt swept the counter to the left of them clear before lifting Mello and placing him on top.

Once more attacking the blonde’s mouth as a distraction he was able to get rid of his own jeans and boots with little fuss. Mello wrapped his arms around his neck and Matt knew with certainty that he would win this, Mello was already giving in whether he realized it or not.

-We're beautiful garbage
Throw it all away-

Matt's hot mouth was at his neck again, distracting him, pleasuring him, as he was hastily prepared. He wanted to fight it, to be able to summon the strength to turn the table back on Matt.

He moaned loudly as Matt nudged him with the head of his penis and started to push inside.

But there was no way he could; Matt had him right where he wanted. And Mello wasn't going to do a damn thing against it.

-Wash you off in the shower-

Matt smirked against Mello’s neck as the blonde’s hands went under his shirt and gripped at his back rather than try to take control over the situation again. He bit down hard as he fully entered Mello and reveled in the delicious half pained moan that was released.

He gave Mello little time to adjust before sliding almost all the way out and slamming back into him. Mello groaned and clawed at his back; nails’ digging in so hard Matt was sure marks would be left.

It took him a few more tries, but when he finally found the right angle, Mello head flew back against the cabinets and he screamed.

-Actions speak louder than words
So don't tell me that you love me now, love me now-

Mello wrapped his legs tighter around Matt's waist and dug his nails in harder. Why had he not let Matt do this to him before?

It was fucking painful.

It was ecstasy.

And he loved it.

-I’m gagging myself
I'm brushing out the foul taste you left in my mouth
You left in my mouth-

Matt couldn't help but kiss Mello's swollen lips despite the way it swallowed up those delicious moans.

He hissed against those lips as nails tore at his back; it sent shivers of pleasure down his spine. Something only Mello could ever do.

His hands pressed harshly against Mello's hips as he felt his orgasm mounting. Shifting one hand to stroke Mello in time with his thrusts he let his lips trail kisses along the blonde’s throat as he came.

-And I don't think I am who you want me to be
I'm sorry it took you this long just to see-

With a few more stokes he released against Matt's hand with a gasp.

Mello leaned against Matt, completely breathless. His hands had fallen to rest at the redhead’s hips and his legs now dangled off the edge of the counter. He almost groaned when Matt pulled away.

And it was then that Mello realized just what, exactly, he had let Matt do.

-That I'm rolling and rolling around in my mind-

Matt went through his deserted jeans and pulled free his cigarettes and a lighter. Now that Mello was calmer, and his mind finally clearing of the lust induced haze, he could tell the blonde had finally realized he’d given Matt exactly what he’d wanted.

Control.

And he’d given it willingly.

-I hung you on a limb
Made you bend over
Backwards on a sin-

Mello nearly snarled as Matt lit one of his cancer sticks. He was standing there, completely naked, and smoking.

And it pissed him off that he almost found that alluring.

He slid off the counter as carefully as he could and began to limp out of the kitchen. "I'm going to take a shower." and much lower he added; "I need something to wash you off of me..."

He didn't bother taking any of his clothes as they were now 'dirty'.

-Quit crying on my shoulder
There's nothing left to say-

Matt frowned as he exhaled a small cloud of smoke. It seemed Mello had decided to ignore his desires in favor of salvaging some form of control.

Stubbing the remainder of the cigarette out he calmly walked towards the bathroom.

Mello obviously had a few more things to learn before he accepted this. Not that Matt minded teaching him.

-We're beautiful garbage
Throw it all away-

Mello hadn't even known Matt was in the shower with him until his hands were sliding down his sides. He sucked in a breath and unconsciously leaned back.

“You still think you have everything in control. And you think you can go right back to ordering me around.” Mello tensed as Matt's soft breath caressed his abused neck.

"And I will, now get out." he snarled. The things Matt was able to do to him, could not happen again. Matt would never listen to him again if-

A hand trailed slowly across his lower stomach and even lower to slowly stroke the skin of his thigh. He couldn't stop himself from hardening at this.

His breath hitched as he felt Matt's hardness pressing against him from behind. He was fighting a loosing battle, he knew this...

-Wash you off in the shower-

"You can't order me around Mello, not when we are like this." Matt sucked leisurely at Mello's neck and began to gently stroke his hardness. He heard the moan Mello had attempted to contain and smiled. He loved the sounds the blonde made, however...

"Do you want me to stop?" he whispered into Mello's ear. He tensed but didn't pull away, and Matt took that as a no.

He was still fighting him, but he was caving. He was going to give into what he wanted for a change instead of holding onto his control. Matt was going to make sure.

-I hung you on a limb-

Matt had given him a chance to back out of this. Had given him an out... and he hadn't taken it. He didn't have long to despair over his own traitorous actions before Matt entered him in one solid motion.

He was ashamed of the moans that escaped his lips.

It probably would have hurt like hell had they not just done this in the kitchen.

And yet he couldn't find it in himself to care all that much.

-Made you bend over
Backwards on a sin-

Matt gave a few experimental thrusts before he found what he was looking for. The spot that had the blonde bucking against him in pleasure.

But he wouldn't make this easy for him this time.

He was going to make Mello choose. He was going to force him to decide exactly what he wanted. And he knew exactly what he would choose.

Grabbing hold of Mello's erection he slowly stroked him until he knew the blonde wouldn't last much longer and stopped; squeezing at the base instead.

-Quit crying on my shoulder
There's nothing left to say-

"Tell me what you want Mello.”

Mello could feel his orgasm building, coiling at the pit of his stomach. All he wanted to do was cum however the hand gripping his penis tightly wouldn't let him. It kept him at the edge, so close and yet not able to find release.

“Come on Mello. Or I will leave you like this.” Matt’s thrusts were slower, deliberately slow, hitting his prostate directly. He knew he was gasping now, he knew it, but couldn't stop it. His fingers dug into the slippery shower tiles as he bit his lip.

God it was so good... he was giving in. Again. But he didn't want Matt to stop.

“P-please!” he moaned.

“Please what?” Matt whispered into his ear.

“Damn-it! Please f-fuck me! Let me cum... I want you to...” he felt Matt's laugh and sighed in relief as his hand, no longer squeezing him, was now sliding teasingly across his shaft. Matt bent him further over, one hand on his dick and the other holding him up, as he fucked him.

He knew he was damned.

Damned for letting this happen.

And damned for enjoying every second of it.

-We're beautiful garbage
Throw it all away-

He felt Mello shudder beneath him as he came, gasping something unintelligible. With a few more quick thrusts he followed suit, Mello's passage clamping down on him being too much to handle.

He pulled out of Mello and spun him around, pushing him against the cool tiles, kissing him. Mello's arms instantly wrapped around his neck and returned the kiss with fever.

He knew he'd won, finally made the blonde understand.

-Wash you off in the shower-

The bastard was smirking against his lips. And yet.... Mello couldn't help but feel relieved. Maybe, at least in these situations, he could handle not getting his way.

“Now that you have learned not to destroy my games, which you will be buying replacements for, I think its time to actually shower.” Matt's lips were right by his ear leaving hot trails of breath as he spoke.

“Then get out of my spray.” Mello rolled his eyes and pushed Matt backwards and away from the water.

-Throw it all away
Wash you off in the shower-

Matt watched as the blonde washed himself thoroughly, soap and other fluids swirling down the drain.

He watched his hands as they caressed his body with soap and couldn't help but sigh. Smirking, as Mello turned to look at him over his shoulder, he leaned against the cool tile and lazily awaited his turn under the spray.

He could definitely get used to this, though hopefully next time Mello would let him shower at the same time.

-I'm gagging myself
I'm brushing out the foul taste you left in my mouth-

Stepping out of the shower and grabbing a towel to wrap around his waist, Mello headed over to the fogged up mirror.

Quickly clearing away the steam with his hand he searched for his toothbrush amidst the chaos.

While brushing, he glanced into the mirror and paused.

He looked at his reflection with a blank expression. Looked at his bruised lips and thoroughly marked skin.

And he can't help but grin. Loosing could be fun on occasion.

Shaking his head, damp hair sticking to his face, he continued to brush his teeth as Matt showered mere feet from him.

-End-

AN: omg. I have had the idea for this since May. MAY! I fail. PLEASE tell me what you think. K? ^_^

Not that anyone cares, but here are the other songs I have for the series so far, though none of the oneshots are written yet.... heh.

"I Get Off" by Halestorm

"I Almost Told You That I Loved You" by Papa Roach

"I Cant Stay Away" by The Veronicas

"I Feel Perfect" by Porcelain & the Tramps

"Familiar Taste Of Poison" by Halestorm

"Feel Good Drag" by Anberlin

“Bad Girlfriend” by Theory of a Deadman

You see a pattern with the artists? Yeah, it's because all those songs are perverted and I love them.

And actually my earlier oneshot 'Addicted' has been added to this list. Whoops?

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