Hey Pretty

AN: Erm..... if this seems a bit disjointed its because parts of it was written waaaay long ago in 2009.... yeah.... and the ONLY reason this has even been completed rather then left to rot with the rest of my half completed ideas is that my brain has been off playing in the gutter rather recently.....

(I personally blame work, I'm so starved for creativity during the week that on my days off my brain explodes in disastrous way and creates stuff like this. Two weeks in a row now)

Special thanks to DiabolicaJeevas for help with deciding the title :)

Suggested Listening: Hey Pretty by Poe

-Hey Pretty-

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Well it's 3 a.m. I'm out here riding again
Through the wicked winding streets of my world
I make a wrong turn brake it now I'm too far gone

-

The club was jam packed with people, sweaty bodies grinding against one another on the dance floor, and getting smashed at the bar. Just the right type of place to go after completing another job. At least that's what Matt thought.

Decked out in his goggles, stripes and tight jeans, Matt aimed to get drunk, high and possibly find some amusement for the night. Or all of the above. That worked too.

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I got a siren on my tail and that ain't the fine
I'm looking for

-

Striding up to the bar, cigarette hanging precariously from his lips, he pulled out a wad of cash and handed a few bills to the bartender. "Give me something that will get me trashed." The bartender raised an eyebrow and shook his head with a laugh but went off to find a drink that matched the description.

Matt's concealed eyes scrolled across the sea of possibilities but none of them looked appealing. That was what alcohol was for he supposed; it made everyone appealing. A drink was slid in front of him and he nodded in thanks.

"If you like it, you gave me enough for another two of those. Just let me know." Matt's lips quirked up into a smirk. He had previously been avoiding this place as it was in a more shady area of town, but it was turning out quite nicely so far.

He might even come back depending on how the next afternoon went. Because the only way he was going to wake up before noon was if he was throwing up. Or having another go around.

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I see a stairway so I follow it down
Into the belly of a whale
Where my secrets echo all around

-

Long hacking jobs were sometimes stressful for him, and even games couldn't help him unwind by the end of them. It wasn't always the hack that was the problem, sometimes it was simply the tedium of having to prove himself over and over again when those idiots should already know not to doubt him. Honestly he only did it for the fun, though he often didn't get any with the longer ones. Fucking n00bs.

He took a sip of his 'adult beverage' and leaned back against the bar. The drink wasn't bad, something fruity almost, and had a strong taste. His head was going to hurt tomorrow. Assuming he drank more of these....

Which he would...

Which he did.

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You know me now but to do better than that
You've got to follow me
Boy I'm tryin' to show you where I'm at

-

He was on drink number.... actually he couldn't remember what number he was on. He stumbled as he missed the last step on the stairs leading to the dance floor. Thankfully there were only three of them.

Loud techno beat in his ears and the sound reverberated in his chest. He wheedled his way into the middle of the dance floor, having to shove a few others in the process, so that he was surrounded by people.

When he was like this, he could let loose and relax. Because when he was drunk, he was too out of it to watch the crowed for possible threats; he would bet anyone from Wammys had the same problem.

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Hey pretty
Don't you wanna take a ride with me?
Through my world

-

The dance floor was almost packed like a mosh pit by that time. Everyone was high on something; whether it be drugs, booze or just the atmosphere of the club itself. And Matt was no better off.

He let himself get into the slightly techno, slightly rock song that was blaring through the speakers and allowed his body to sway with the crowd. Matt's eyes were instantly trained on the leather clad body dancing off to his left.

Slim hips swayed dangerously to the music and a good inch or more of skin was bared where the person's vest rose up, or where the leather was pushed down...

As if sensing they were being watched, they glanced over their shoulder and Matt was instantly captivated by those piercing blue eyes. He simply couldn't look away.

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Hey pretty
Don't you wanna kick and slide
Through my world

-

Seeing that Matt's attention, unwanted or otherwise, wasn't leaving anytime soon, they turned fully and pushed passed a few people until they were standing directly in front of Matt.

The blue eyes, though sharp, were clouded and somewhat and dilated. Drugs perhaps? Matt wasn't really sure and at this point didn't really care.

"Care to dance?" his voice was slightly slurred and the blonde smirked. He didn't answer, though he did throw an arm over his shoulder and pushed them together until they were practically grinding into each other.

Matt honestly hadn't expected that but he wasn't adverse to it either. They danced wildly to the music and before Matt knew it the blonde's lips were attacking his own and he wrapped his arms around the guys waist; because a woman didn't have what was poking into his thigh.

The person tasted like chocolate and Matt wondered why he suddenly got the nagging feeling he should be remembering something important about that.

But he was rather distracted with the lips all over him at the moment to properly think in his alcohol induced lucidity.

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Well I've got a mind full of wicked designs
I've got a non-stop-hole in my head-imagination

-

Matt was hot, overheating even, and it had everything to do with the mouth moving against his and the body pressed against him. He ran gloved fingers along the blonde's spine and was rewarded with a shiver.

The blonde pulled away, breathing heavily and his lips brushed against Matt's ear clumsily. "Your place." he murmured huskily.

Matt smirked. He hadn't expected to find someone so quick into the night, but he would not complain. The guy in front of him, running a hand just under his shirt, was sexy. Very much so, even with the scar across the left side of his face.

Somehow, through his more than drunken haze, Matt maneuvered them off of the dance floor and out the back of the club to where his car was parked.

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I'm in a building that has two-thousand floors
and when they all fall down
I think you know it's you they're fallin' for

-

"Fuck, can't wait." the blonde groaned. Lips were crushed against his and Matt fumbled to unlock the car with the other literally throwing himself at him. Just as gloved hands unzipped his jeans he succeeded.

The blonde crawled into his car, ripping his vest off in the process. Matt was happy that it had been too hot to wear his fur vest as it would have been one more article of clothing he didn't want to have to struggle out of.

"Backseat, now." the blonde mumbled against his lips as he dragged him into his own car. Matt barely had time to slam the door behind him before he was in the backseat, though he couldn't remember if it was by his own action or not.

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I can't forget I am a sole architect
I built the shadows here
I built the growl in the voice I fear

-

Matt was pushed to the seat as the blonde straddled him, running his hands under his shirt. The gloves the blonde wore were warm and rough and yet smooth as they touched him. The blue eyed devil rocked against him and sucked at his neck with just the barest hint of teeth against his flesh.

Matt didn't think he'd ever regret going to that club.

His own hands roamed across the slightly tanned skin and the beautiful creature above him moaned into his neck as he pushed the soft leather trousers over his hips. He was nipped lightly as the blonde pulled away to remove the rest of his clothing on his own and Matt needed no prompt to do the same.

He couldn't help but be fascinated by the rosary that hung from the blonde's neck...though it was only a passing fascination as there was something much better to concentrate on.

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You add it up but to do better than that
You've got to follow me
Boy I'm tryin' to show you where I'm at

-

Matt had a feeling he would have a sore ass in the morning, but couldn't find it in himself to be all that picky in his situation. So he was more than surprised to have his erection suddenly engulfed in heat.

The blonde had thrown his head back and moaned throatily as he adjusted himself after being impaled. It was such an arousing sight, and as Matt bucked into him he realized he hadn't even been prepared.

The blonde would definitely be in pain the next day, but whatever drug he was on at the moment had dulled his pain senses to nothing.

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Hey pretty
Don't you wanna take a ride with me?
Through my world
Hey pretty

-

The sloppy pace and suddenly hesitant touches as the blonde rode him had Matt wondering if the blonde had ever bottomed before, or even had even done this before this.

Or if he was simply too high to function properly.

He placed a hand on each of the blonde's hips and forced him to comply with the bruising pace Matt wanted, though by the way the blonde was moaning he was sure there wasn't an issue. The blonde leaned over to kiss at his neck again, one hand pressing into the seat to steady himself.

"H-harder!"

Matt smirked at the hissed words and quickly switched their positions so that the blonde was under him. He pulled out completely before slamming back inside causing a loud gasp followed by a strangled cry of pleasure.

Long legs wrapped around him and pushed him closer, deeper.

He brought his lips to the blonde's and found that they parted hungrily to allow his tongue entrance. They didn't even separate for air, only opening their mouths to gasp for breath in the suddenly overheated car.

They were crushed together so tightly, as Matt pounded into him, that the blonde's erection was pressed harshly against his stomach. He caught the blonde's hand before he could reach between to touch himself.

He pinned it above the splay of golden hair on the leather seat and forced a leg onto his shoulder for better access. "Ah!" the blonde hissed and closed his eyes tightly in pleasure.

He felt the tension coil tightly in his abdomen as he wedged his free hand between them to stroke the heated flesh of the blonde's penis. The action was met with an almost spastic jerk as the blonde arched into him.

He moved his lips to the blonde's shoulder and with his own mouth not smothering the sounds any more the almost silence was filled with grunts, gasps and moans from the body beneath him.

Matt groaned into his shoulder as he reached orgasm and spilled inside him. He stroked the blonde a few more times before both their chest were covered in the blonde's semen.

-

Don't you wanna kick and slide
Through my world
Hey pretty
My pretty baby
Rockin' through my world
(through my world)

-

He collapsed gently onto the blonde and their harsh breaths filled the car; after long minutes of nothing, he knew that he would still be taking the blonde home with him, the newly forming erection attested to it.

He found that he was more than excited about the prospect.

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Hey pretty
my pretty baby
Rockin' through my world
(my world)

-

"Let's get going." the blonde murmured against his lips as he pushed him away and hastily pulled his clothes back on; though with how tight those leathers were on him Matt had no idea how he'd done it.

He smirked and at a more leisurely pace retrieved his own clothing.

The blonde was waiting not so patiently in the passenger seat by the time he slid into the drivers side, and the look he was given said he would be punished for such an action. He didn't much care.

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Hey now
Can't you feel me longing
(Do you get the gist of this song now?)
Hey now
Can't you feel me?
(feel me now)

-

Five minutes into the drive and Matt was trying hard to ignore the blonde, whose hand was groping at his belt.

"I'm driving," he muttered. Not that he should have been with the amount of alcohol he'd consumed...

"Not fast enough," the blonde murmured against the fabric of his boxers. Matt cursed and swerved slightly as wet lips wrapped themselves over the head of his penis. "Fuck." he hissed and unconsciously thrust upwards.

He could feel the smirk against him as the blonde worked him into hardness. He pressed the accelerator to the floor. The phrase led foot came to mind. Matt ground his teeth together as the blonde took almost all of him into his mouth and sucked.

And damn if it didn't feel so fucking good.

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Hey pretty...
Hey pretty

(my pretty baby)

Hey pretty baby

-

He felt the muscles of the blonde's throat constrict and contrast around him as he swallowed and Matt concentrated on not driving them into a damn lamp post despite how much his legs shivered and twitched from the contact.

The blonde's mouth moved upward, just enough to allow a finely boned hand to curl around the base of his penis and stroke. Matt could hear himself gasping but couldn't control himself. If he wasn't already pushing the car as fast as it would go he would have done so then.

Pay attention to the road, he reminded himself. The road...

The blonde hummed gently and it was suddenly too much for him.

"Fuck!" he moaned and gripped the steering wheel harder as he came. Those lips, those horribly sinful lips, stayed on him until he had gone completely flaccid. There was a soft 'pop' sound as the blonde moved his mouth away, cum dripping from his lips. And despite that, or maybe because of it, he looked fucking sexy as hell.

"Hurry up. I hate waiting." the blonde told him and ran a black fingernail across the flesh of his still exposed dick. Matt thought he sounded far more sober than the glazed look in his eyes suggested he had a right to be.

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Don't you wanna take a ride with me...

Don't you wanna take a ride with me...

(my baby)

-

Matt had to slow the car as he approached his street, and had to remember to lock his car up as he clumsily led the blonde up to his apartment. He didn't bother to lock the door behind them.

They barely made it through the door before the blonde was all over him again. Matt secretly hoped he would see the blonde again after this.

The blonde shoved him roughly up against the wall and his mouth attacked him while his sloppy fingers tore at his clothing, that Matt couldn't honestly see the point in having put on even for the drive there.

Matt let his hands travel down the smooth skin of the blonde's back and stopped at his ass, which he squeezed, earning a soft gasp and a bite at his jaw. He stroked the blond through the leather and was vaguely amused by the fact that the blonde was struggling with tugging Matt's shirt over his head.

Matt grinned at the glare he received and lifted his arms to help. The shirt slid free and Matt stripped the blonde of his vest and his fingers worked quickly on the sleek leather and had it shoved down the blonde's hips before either of them had even really registered it.

He kissed the blonde, forcing his tongue into that hot mouth and despite his feistiness the blonde didn't seem to mind too much when their roles were reversed as Matt flipped them and the blonde was pressed into the wall. Matt watched lazily as the blonde moaned, his head turned to the side and chin tilted upwards as Matt nibbled at the creamy flesh.

The creature in front of him oozed sex from every look, gasp and touch. It drove Matt crazy.

His buckle was still undone from the impromptu blowjob he'd received in the car and the button, nor hastily zippered fly, gave him no trouble as he tugged at them left-handed. He didn't give the blonde any time to remove his jeans and instead pressed him closer to the wall and coaxed those long legs around his waist so that the blonde was suspended between him and the wall.

Matt claimed those lips again as they rocked against one other. The blonde groaned in protest as he abruptly stopped the friction. He adjusted his position ever so slightly and gave no warning as he thrust inside. There was a sharp yelp, mostly swallowed by their lips, and he pulled back before slamming into the blonde harshly.

"Oh yeah... fuck me." the blonde moaned and Matt wondered if everything that came out of his mouth for the rest of the night would be just as dirty and sexy.

Fingers gripped his shoulders, nails bit into his flesh, and legs pushed him closer as they kissed hungrily and ground against each other in jerky movements. He bit at those soft lips, toying with the bottom one between his teeth and absolutely loving the way those already impossibly blue eyes, glazed with drugs, darkened even further at the treatment.

He moved his hands down to the blonde's hips and held them harshly, pressing him back into the wall more forcefully as he pounded into him. He was still so tight.....

"So good... oh. So good.." Matt didn't know who said it, didn't really care. The blonde was hot, furnace like with his body heat, and yet together they were hotter.

Sex with the blonde was almost animalistic in a way, with the teeth and nails and harshness; it made him loose control. He felt his stomach muscles begin to tighten and knew it wouldn't be long before he orgasumed. The blonde cried out, legs squeezing him painfully and Matt's vision blanked out from the sensations.

The rest of the night, however long or short, was a blur.

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Don't you wanna take a ride with me...

(my baby)

My pretty baby

Don't you wanna...

Rockin' through my world

-

Sunlight was what eventually woke him, bright and imposing against his semi-closed lids. He groaned and tried to cover his eyes only to startle at the sensation of skin underneath his fingertips.

Cracking open an eye he looked down and was more than surprised to see a mess of blonde hair on his chest and a slender, naked, body half draped across him.

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Don't you wanna take a ride with me...

(my baby)

Dont you wanna...

(my baby)

-

While the scene wasn't exactly unfamiliar to him... the person wrapped in his arms was. He took a deep breath as his sleep tired eyes locked onto the rosary that was connected to the others neck, lying partly across his chest.

He caught more of the face and stiffened.

Mello...

He couldn't help the small groan as the disjointed memories from the night before flooded his brain.

He unconsciously began to stroke some of the soft golden hair and hoped it wouldn't stay memories. He had searched for him for so long...

Matt moved enough to reach the box on his nightstand and pulled out a cigarette. He needed it after last night.

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Don't you wanna take a ride with me...

Do you get the gist of this song now?

Don't you wanna take a ride with me...

-

Minutes later, or maybe it was hours, the blonde began to stir. He felt Mello go ridged in his arms and mumble something like 'get the fuck out of my apartment' to which Matt had to hold back a laugh.

"I might, except you're at my place." he told him with amusement. Mello finally looked up and Matt watched as his eyes widened.

"Matt? Oh fucking hell."

"Nice way to meet after a long four years, right?" he questioned. Mello rolled his eyes and then cringed as he did so. He closed them and stayed where he was. Matt couldn't help the slight twinge of hope he felt...

"Put that damn thing out. When did you start smoking anyway? I thought you hated them?" Mello mumbled into his chest. Matt found himself absently stroking the blonde's hair again with his other hand whilst he completely ignored Mello's demand.

"About four years ago." he told him.

Mello was silent and before long he sat up and started to move away, though Matt did notice the discomfort Mello was in. Served him right for not letting himself be prepared the first time around.

Matt pulled him back and stole a long kiss from him that only succeeded in making the blonde frown after they had parted. "This can't happen again." Mello told him quietly. Mello hesitated for a moment before he left the bed, a sheet clinging to his naked form.

Matt wasn't worried too much though.

The erection Mello was sporting as he left the room assured him that this would be far more than a one night stand. Matt smirked as the shower turned on and he continued to enjoy his cigarette.

He looked up as the bathroom door swung back open a minute later and Mello marched out with a furious look. A beautiful and deadly angel with a broken halo.

"Put that fucking thing out and do something about this." Mello motioned to his painful looking erection. Matt smirked and took one last drag before he stubbed the cigarette out.

One night stand indeed.

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Do you get the gist of this song now?

My pretty baby

-

-End-

AN: Oh dear GOD! This ended up a lot longer than I intended........ but no one really minds right?