"Mello! I thought you were going out!"
"I forgot my keys…"
Somewhere in the haze that was my mind, I knew that that was a lie. Since when did Mello forget anything?
"Need some… help Matty?" He purred, coming towards me now.
He slid onto the bed behind me, his leathered legs sliding over my hips, his chest against my back. I shivered and froze at the feel of his leather encased thighs brushing my heated skin. I could feel his cool breath close to my neck, making my skin tingle. Hands were creeping from my waist to my abdomen and under my t-shirt.
"Mello wha-"
Any thought of mine was cut off by a slow, sensual stroke of the tongue from the base of my neck to my ear.
"Tut tut tut, Matt. I leave you alone for two minutes, and you start having fun without me?"
I let out a breathy moan as his fingers wrapped around my cock while the left pinched and pulled at my nipples. My head dropped back onto his shoulder in anticipation of what was coming in the foreseeable future. Namely, me. Ha.
I could feel his warm leather against me, under which I knew lay his smooth pale skin, sculpted muscles. The thought made me groan, leaning closer to his heat. That's all I ever wanted; to be closer. And to see him naked from time to time. But that's it, I swear.
I could feel my blood flooding my scarlet cheeks, no longer with chagrin but with pure lust.
Whining as his hands left my body, I felt his long fingers wrap around each wrist, pulling the behind my back.
"Mel-?" I turned my head in confusion, the torment rolling through me as I heard a
Click
of handcuffs sliding into place. Handcuffs.
"Mihael Keehl, what the absolute Fuck?"
He chuckled and hopped off the bed, using two fingers to push my face first onto the mattress. I caught a glimpse of his devilish smirk as my best friend left me naked, bound, and painfully aroused on our bed.
"No one gets to touch you but me, Mail. Not even you."
"Mmnnnggghhh!"
"Back in a few, Matty!"
The door slammed