Chapter One, The Way You Dance, It Turns Me On
"Where are we going and why did we not take the car? We have been walking for twenty minutes, L."
"We cannot afford to attract attention to ourselves where we are going," L answered simply, taking a turn into an alley. Near obediently followed him, if only to see where they were headed. They arrived at a door on the farthest end of the alleyway which was covered in graffiti. The man the boy had followed, his distant cousin who went by only a letter, L, knocked on the door, stepping back and motioning for the younger white-haired boy to be silent.
A man peeked through the door. He took a moment to eyeball both Near and L, giving them both such a look that screamed he was ready to eat them if they so much as looked at him the wrong way. Nevertheless, the older boy wasn't about to be intimidated, nor was the younger one. Needless to say, they weren't the type of people to be easily frightened.
"What do you want?"
"I'm here to see Yagami Raito. My name is L." The raven-haired man said, nibbling on the pad of his thumb and staring back at the part of the man that was visible, his expression unchanging. After another moment or two of a very, very pointless stare-down between the bouncer-person and the strange-looking insomniac man, the aforementioned bouncer-person closed the door without saying a word. Shortly after, however, he came back, sticking his whole head out of the door to look down the alleyway and see if anyone was there. Once he was assured that there was nobody else besides those who stood in front of him, he pulled the two men in and shut the door quickly behind them.
Near was in a slight daze from the sheer force of the man shoving him into the building, which wasn't surprising since Near wasn't built very strong and Mr. Bouncer-Dude was built like a brick wall. Fortunately enough for the short albino boy, L had caught him before he fell.
Almost immediately after he helped Near up and set him on his feet, a brunette boy in bunny ears, a collar, cufflinks, a pair of heels and a black thong hopped (he literally hopped) over to him, embracing L and planting a long, passionate kiss on his lips. Near turned away, his cheeks a bright pink as he glued his eyes onto the floor. It was rude to stare after all, wasn't it?
After a what seemed like forever to the pale albino, wet, saliva covered lips parted. After wiping the aftermath of that kiss away, L looked at the smaller blushing boy, a pleased smile painted on his face.
"Near-san, this is Raito. Raito, Near-san." Raito grinned and waved with his free hand, the other arm having slunk around L's waist.
"L-sama.. Where are we?" Near asked, his voice composed but his cheeks bright pink as he furiously twirled a lock of his hair and stared down at his feet. He wasn't particularly used to seeing or being around men wearing so little. He was still a very innocent, even more so after considering his current age. It would be very accurate to say he had Peter Pan Syndrome..
"Where are we?" Light repeated before L had a chance to respond, the bunny-boy having to hold back a snicker. "Hun, look around you. Where does it look like you are?"
Near did as Raito had suggested, turning around and taking in every sight around him with a curious and inquisitive look in those large, deep gray eyes.
Then it all clicked.
L had taken him to a gay strip club.
Near tried to force himself not to stare at the half naked men crossdressing in tiny frilled costumes, gallivanting around strip poles.. He kicked himself not being able to hide how uncomfortable he was. After all, he was known to be one of the most calm and cool people in his family besides L, which was saying something. Even then, he couldn't help himself.. It wasn't his fault he hadn't seen this much skin in.. Ever..
Looking over his shoulder, Near saw that Raito and L were tongue wrestling again, currently staggering into an empty room. He bit his lip and tore his sight away, scampering over to one of the vacant chairs which sat beside an empty stage. Near plopped himself down into it and pushed his thighs together awkwardly, trying to make himself shrink. He wanted to pretend he was somewhere that wasn't here. Anywhere but here.. But that was merely hopeful wishing on his own part.
He didn't belong in a strip club. Hell, he hadn't even tried alcohol before.. Not to mention his conscience was nagging at him, telling him that he should haul ass and run the hell out of there. But how was he even supposed to leave and get home? It must have been about 2AM, and roaming the streets of LA at 2AM alone isn't exactly a smart idea in itself.
Sighing, Near determined it was official. He was royally screwed.
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"Fuck, fuck, fuck!!" The blonde boy pulled up to the empty curb and got out of his car, locking it and running into the alleyway as quickly as he could in platform heels. He gained his composure standing outside the door, panting slightly. He was late.. He hated being late.
The boy knocked on the door, balancing himself on his heels and fixed his overcoat, tucking a lock of blonde hair behind his ear. Mr. Bouncer-Dude peeked through, his expression brightening when he saw just exactly who it was.
"Mello!" the man said, greeting the boy warmly. He opened the door wide and held his arms out in a hug, which Mello gladly accepted.
"Hello to you too, Rod," Mello said, smiling softly. He walked into the joint as he had so many times before.
Looking around the club, Mello noted that Matsuda was on the main stage, currently having a cluster of regulars carelessly flinging bills that looked like they were worth much more than dollar bills. Matsuda, his short black hair pulled up into ponytails, was wearing a schoolgirl outfit and tripping clumsily every so often he slid down the pole, which only egged the regulars on farther when his skirt rode up. Mello giggled to himself. That klutz was such a cute little newbie.
Mello tore his gaze from Matsuda and looked around the rest of the room, shrugging his overcoat off. He passed the article of clothing to Rod.
The blonde placed a hand on his hip and nibbled his index finger while searching for an empty stage to start work on. Soon enough, his eyes rested on one to the far left.. Which was located right next to a strange blur of white. Focusing his attention on that one figure, Mello realizing it was a boy. And a damn cute one at that too. He grinned and began to stride toward the other boy.
The predator spotted its' prey and it was time to go in for the kill.
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Near wasn't looking up and when you don't look up, you tend not to notice things like, oh for example, if anything was striding towards you. The clicking of heels climbing the stairs of the stage is what caught Near's attention. The white haired boy opened his eyes and saw another boy with shoulder length choppy blonde hair, wearing ridiculously short shorts, platform high-heels.. And nothing else. It was questionable whether he was even wearing underwear or not. Near felt a darker blush come across his face as blood rushed to his groin. He could feel himself staring at this boy, this incredibly gorgeous boy.. This was not good, not good, not good at all..
Mello smirked when he saw the look on the Near's face. He circled the long metal pole a few times before finally moving towards it, grinding his body against it slowly. Doing this, he attracted a few men from the bar, but still didn't dare to take his eyes off of Near. The short albino boy in question gulped hard, shifting uncomfortably as a new song with a painfully insidious beat began to play over the speakers.
"Falling down a rabbit hole.. Falling down a rabbit hole.. Down a rabbit hole.."
The intro to the song was slow and seductive with the slow and soft vocals of a woman singing, softly, softly.. The blonde's hips had began swinging along with the music, his hands running down his hips, caressing his own flawless body in the process.
"Fall down a rabbit hole.. Or just climb through a looking.. glass?
Do you think you're sinking, or just swimming into something deep?"
Mello had taken his time to turn himself towards the pole and climb seductively up it, using mainly his legs which had wrapped around the object as he let his head swing back, his eyes still glued on Near, who squirmed slightly at the attention. Was it possible such a alluring boy was focused on him or was he dreaming?
"You get taller and taller and taller.. You get smaller and smaller and smaller..
You get taller and taller and taller.. You get smaller and smaller and.. smaller..
Oh Alice.. Oh Alice.. Oh Alice.."
The blonde boy had taken this verse as an opportunity to slide his body slowly down the pole, headfirst with his body outstretched and the short shorts riding down dangerously low over his torso. Near bit his lip, clutching onto the seat, the sheer effort of how hard he was holding it causing his hands shaking slightly. He'd never felt desire like this before.. It was too foreign, too overpowering..
"The Cheshire Cat with his evil grin says, 'Remember who you are'..
The Mad Hatter and his cups of tea..
And the Raven and the writing desk.."
Mello reached up and grabbed the pole, bringing his head upright again and spreading his legs, making it so the pole rested right against his groin. He folded his legs around the metal object once more and proceeded to slide down further. Near's eyes were transfixed on the way the muscles in his chest contracted, then those on his back flexing from the effort it must have taken to keep moving like that. The sweat dripping off of his body was so arousing..
"Oh, nothing makes sense anyway..
It doesn't make sense anyway..
Well nothing makes sense anyway..
It doesn't make sense any.."
This boy was intoxicating. Right now, Near didn't care about anything else.. Near just wanted him, whoever he was. His body was going crazy and he was sure the bulge in his pants was beyond prominent. When the blonde boy's body had reached the floor he had let go of the pole and spread his legs wide. He threw his head back so his hair fell away from his face and his chest so it was visible how much of his skin was really exposed.. Near licked his lips, his eyes transfixed on this one boy. All other thoughts, Light, L, the feeling of wanting to go home were all gone now. Lust, fascination, want was all that remained.
"Alice, oh Alice, oh Alice
You're falling down a rabbit hole
Oh Alice, oh Alice, oh Alice..
You're falling down a rabbit hole.."
The music continued for a bit longer as the boy had finished his routine. Eventually, the music faded and with an applause from those other than Near who were watching his Mello walked from the pole, ignoring the stage littered with dollar bills and grinning at the smaller boy as he hopped off the stage. He walked up to Near and stood right in front of his chair, bending over him so that their faces were but a few inches apart.
"..Did you enjoy my show?" It was a pointless question, since the answer was obvious.. Near's face was still a bright red and his thighs were still pushed together. He was looking at the other boy, in fascination more than anything.. Mello was even more attractive up close. The small, pale boy wanted so bad to ask him were he had learned to move like that and bend in ways he hadn't thought humanly possible but much to his disappointment, no words would come out of his throat.
"What's the matter? Are you shy~?" Mello asked in a smooth tone, tucking a curl of white hair behind Near's ear and smiling provocatively. He took hold of the smaller boy's thighs and easily pried them apart, looking down at the rather noticeable tent in his pants with an accomplished smirk. "So you did like it." Closing his eyes and nodding slowly, Near tried to swallow his shame. This was so embarrassing, being looked at like that.. He wasn't used to this..
"What's your name?" he asked, slipping himself onto Near's lap.
"N.. Near," he choked out, the sentence mixed with a slight moan at the feeling of the blonde's weight on his.. sensitive area.
"Near..? How cute.. I'm Mello.." he purred, his fingers running over the front of his shirt, fingering the buttons. Shivering, Near tried to pull away.
"I.. I don't have any money.." Mello bought his lips next to the albino's ear, his bare, slick chest clinging against the long-sleeved white button down shirt Near wore.
"That's fine. You don't have to pay.. In fact, I would be offended if you paid. I want this for myself.. And it'll be fun for you too.." Mello at this point grinded his groin against Near's just as he had with the pole. Near audibly moaned, slightly surprised that Mello was turned on too. The blonde boy leaned over and began to suck on the albino's neck. He eventually pulled away after he had managed to break the blood vessels and leave a mark, continuing with his questioning.
"..Are you gay?" Near nodded.
"Good. Less work for me," he whispered into Near's ear, his arms around his neck. He twirled a lock of white hair around his finger, then pulled at it slightly, making Near whimper and Mello very, very pleased. "..Do you have a boyfriend?"
Near's eyes shut open once he processed what Mello had asked. Matt. He had forgotten all about him. Near shook his head from side to side, returning to his senses. This boy was unbelievable.. How could this one boy make him forget so easily about Matt? Near himself wasn't the type to fall only for pretty faces, so how did he get him like this so quickly? Mello was like a drug.. A tempting, highly addictive, very potent drug to his brain..
Near tried to push Mello away but his attempts were futile since he wasn't exactly the strongest person in the world. Mello, however just situated himself farther into his prey's lap, his arms not budging from the thin, pale neck they were wrapped around.
"So you do have one. Hnn.." Mello said, thinking for a moment. "Looks like somebody will be missing you tonight." He leaned forward and whispered, looking straight in Near's eyes, "Because you're all mine."
"Ah.. I.."
"No arguing.. I am going to fuck you so hard, you'll scream for moreand you don't have any say in it. After all, by the way you were staring at me, you wanted me, didn't you? So I'll give myself to you.. Isn't that what you wanted, snowflakes?"
Before Near even got a chance to answer or even fully comprehend what Mello was saying, he had been taken by his wrist and dragged out of his chair and towards the exit. Mello caught his coat as Rod had tossed it to him, shrugging it on after letting go of Near's wrist momentarily. "Rod, tell Watari I had to leave Wammy'searly. Make up some bullshit reason or something for me. He'll understand." Rod grunted an affirmative 'yes' in response and Near was pulled out of the building after that.
As soon as they had reached Mello's car, Near's bottom half was pinned against the driver's seat door and all too eager lips were crashed against forcefully, making the pale boy cringe for a moment before melting into the kiss as well. Mello pulled away only to lick the swollen red lips gently. As Near's mouth eased open, Mello's tongue attacked the cavern, their tongues dancing as Raito's and L's had, if not even more enthusiastically. Skilled fingers ran up Near's shirt, dancing over bare skin and reaching up to pinch a pink nipple tightly. Near cried out into Mello's mouth and at that and he mumbled something along the lines of, "Oh fuck yes, louder.."
After a few moments more of that, Mello picked Near up and tossed him into the passenger's seat of the car. He jumped into the car himself after that, taking his keys out and starting the engine after buckling his seat belt. (A/N: Seat belts before buttsecks. It's a lesson hidden in smut. 8D) The engine roared to life and he took off, his eyes focused on the road, his body aching all the same. He wanted Near.. He wanted him badly. The noises he was making.. He wanted more. So much more.
Near copied him, buckling his own seat belt in shakily. His body was so nervous, to the extent he was shaking. The guilt of what he was about to do.. Mixed the ever-so-sweet adrenaline of the thrill of doing what the were.. Was both amazing and agonizing. It was all a game of seeing what would happen, were it would take them.. Near loved his boyfriend, more than anything. His body craved this, though. It craved Mello and only Mello, if only for tonight and never again after that. After all, if Matt didn't know what he was about to do it wouldn't hurt him, right? It was only a game, right?
Mello reached over and, without taking his eyes off the empty road, gave Near a small pinch to his behind. He yelped slightly and his face turned red, small hands immediately going to his tush and holding it protectively. Mello chuckled, grinning to himself.
Near looked over at him, his face still red and his ego bruised, obviously embarrassed. He took a small breath and decided to ask his own questions, just as Mello had done in the.. Strip club..
"..Do you do this often?"
"Do what?"
"Take men from your job and take them to your place to do.. t-things to them?" Mello thought for a moment, then grinned wider.
"Oh yeah. I do this every night. I'mLOADED with diseases."
"I am being serious, Mello."
"Well in that case, no.. I've actually only been with two other people before. You'll be my lucky third and I promise I'll make it special.." He glanced at Near, chuckling once again when he saw the look on his face. The small boy's cheeks were burning up.. Near's mind was racing. 'I'll make it special'.. What the hell was that supposed to mean?
The boy shook his head frantically, trying to clear those thoughts from his consciousness. He was not falling for Mello. He couldn't, because then that would defeat the purpose of the game.. He was not falling for Mello. He was not f.. The car had stopped moving and they were in front of an apartment complex. As soon as the engine was off, Mello had grabbed a hold on Near's shoulders and pressed their lips together once again. Near's body's desires forced him return the kiss, so he sucked and licked at Mello's, moaning softly. His lips tasted vaguely like chocolate.. Utterly delicious.
Mello pulled away and opened the door to the driver's seat. Pulling the keys out of the ignition, he grabbed me by my shirt, pulled me out of the car, closed the door and ran into the apartment building.
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Inside of Mello's apartment, Near was picked up bridal-style (which he personally found somewhat offending, since he knew he could walk just fine himself) and laid down on the bed. Near blushed, wide-eyed as he watched Mello kick off his heels and slip his shorts off. Near bit his lip and took in the sight of Mello nude. The blonde boy was perfect. He was slim, but not bony and he was, needless to say, very well endowed.
"Are you a virgin?" Mello asked as he climbed on top of Near, simultaneously undoing Near's shirt.
"N.. No.."
"Is that so?" Mello cooed, slipping off the shirt and pulling down Near's pants, throwing them to the side and spreading Near's legs apart. His eyes were set on Near's arousal. Mello bent down and blew on the appendage softly, making the smaller boy whimper. A louder- much louder- moan was voiced when Mello took Near into his mouth and began to bob his head, sucking slightly.
The white-haired boy shut his eyes tight and tangled his fingers in the blonde boy's hair, heated moans filling the nearly-empty bedroom. He bucked his hips slightly, wanting to feel more of Mello's mouth around him. The heat and the moisture.. The pleasure was indescribable. Mello gagged slightly but ignored it, deciding the sounds his play-toy was making were worth a little discomfort.
"I.. I'm close..!" Near was throwing his head from side to side, confused on whether he wanted this to either stop or to continue. It felt amazing but if it felt too good, then.. ... He couldn't risk it being better than it was with Matt. With Matt there was the emotional aspect to make it wonderful.. But with Mello, Mello was just really really good at what he did..
"Already? Are you honestly that easy, Near?" Mello teased after he had pulled his mouth away from Near's cock and licked the head of it, his fingers wrapping around it mercilessly.
"M-Mello sh-should be nicer.."
"Bite me." Mello squeezed Near's cock gently, smirking. The albino boy let out a small cry, which needless to say, only urged Mello on further. He moved up, their erections brushing together as Mello connected their lips once again, kissing Near fervently. Near accepted the kiss hungrily, burying his moans in his attacker's mouth.
After what seemed like much too soon, Mello pulled away and smiled at Near. "Let's see how much that boyfriend of yours stretched you out.." Forcefully, Mello pushed inside of Near, hard and deep with a loud moan. "Aahh..! Fuck, N.. Near you're so tight.."
"Nngghh.." Near whimpered, clawing down at Mello's back, unintentionally squirming further against Mello's erection. The pain was so sharp..
But frankly, Mello didn't give a damn. At his own pain or at Near's pain. He was focused on giving himself what he wanted. And after all, he knew the pain was just going to for Near and make it feel incredible for the both of them. It was only a matter of a few thrusts that the pained moans would turn into heated ones again.. Only louder. God, how he needed to hear Near scream.
He thrusted again, harder this time. Soon after, Mello began rocking his hips back and forth sharply. He pounded into Near, harshly, roughly, making it so he barely had as much as a single moment to catch his breath.
In response, Near moaned louder and louder with every stroke, filling the room with sounds of pure desire, his small pale hands clutching the bedsheets helplessly. Near knew it hurt all too well.. Strange thing was, the pain was beginning to feel good. Really good.. Near gritted his teeth as Mello continued on thrusting, upon realization that he was, in fact, a masochist.
Uttering a small profanity under his breath, Near pushed down his hips to meet with Mello's thrusts, his body having gotten somewhat used to the pressure and the pain. Even as he swore felt blood trickle down his rectum, his body still interpreted it as a positive feeling.. And even if Mello had seen the blood, which he didn't, he wouldn't have dared stop either way.
The feeling of Near around Mello was incredible. This perfect, white-haired albino.. Thing; he was intoxicating. Beyond intoxicating, he was alluring, arousing, infatuating, infuriating, gorgeous and irresistible all at the same time... The way his curls fell over his eyes, the blush on his cheeks and the look on his face as Mello pressed and pulled out of him without restraint drove the blonde crazy. Thrusting one last time, Mello groaned and came inside Near. Near, in return, tightened around Mello mercilessly with one final, pathetic cry as he came himself.
Mello slipped out of Near and collapsed onto the smaller boy, his breath labored.
"Was.. It good.. For you, too?" Near panted, letting go of the bedsheets and timidly placing his arms around Mello's thin waist. The blonde dancer tilted his head and looked straight at Near, who met his gaze curiously, awaiting an answer.
"..Best of my life," he murmured, smirking at his little victim. Near blushed as Mello moved his head forward for a soft kiss. When Mello pulled back, he lied his head on Near's chest, falling into a deep sleep almost immediately.
Near took one look at the blonde boy, then sighed as he let his head fall back onto the soft pillow. He stared up at the ceiling blankly.
What the hell had he just done?
A/N: This is really long for an opening chapter.. Now you can see what I've been working on for the past.. Forever. 7 whole pages. Dx
The song Mello was dancing to was "Off With Your Head" by Mz Ann Thropik. It's scary sexy.. You should listen to it. o .e ..Anyway. As a request from Ms. FragilePuzzle, I will try to update ALL my fics very shortly, and submit yet another new story at the same time.
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