A IS FOR ADMIRATION
The faint cries of a man filled the empty room. His tears hitting the concrete seemed to echo and bounce off the walls. He could feel the cold air lick his bare and bloody chest, he had known this was going to happen, he knew the moment he didn't make the drop off his boss would find out and he would suffer the ultimate punishment and yet he still found himself begging for his life
"You..You…" he coughed and splattered through the pathetic sobs
"I what?" The blonde said not removing the 9mm from the man's temple
"You don't understand!" he wailed
He tried to twist his wrists from the tight binds of the rope but with no prevail.
"No you are right I probably wouldn't understand, You see my intelligence is way above your own and I simply do not even consider the thoughts of those who are in my eyes nothing short of stupid" The blonde remarked
Mello had been doing this for too long, and every time someone fucked him over it was always the same. He craved for the day he could just sit back and watch the glories of execution unfold, if only he could trust someone enough. He sighed loudly to himself and started to walk around the man in the center of the room.
"I truly do despise the fact that I cannot trust someone enough, it's always the same I meet a nice guy, seems loyal enough and yet I end up being bent over and fucked royally and you know, I really am quite sick of it" Mello remarked
He didn't take a second longer he stopped and pulled the trigger. The sound of the bullet piercing through skull and brain echoed loudly.
He tucked the gun into his waistband and looked down at the tight black leather attire we was adorned with and noticed the blood splatters and small amounts of brain matter.
"God dammit, is it too much to ask to be able to kill someone without the entire contents of their skull winding up all over me?" He asked himself
He furrowed his brows as he pulled the bloody chunks off of his pants and black leather zip up vest and proceeded to flick them onto the floor. He sighed again loudly and walked away from the dead body, by the time anyone would find it, it would be nothing more than a rotten corpse resembling that of the zombies in the old black and white horror films that flashed on the screen late at night when most people were in bed instead of going home completely intoxicated after spending the night in the local gay bar pissing away their worries and concerns, and that is exactly what Mihael "Mello" Keehl was going to do.
He rode home to his crappy apartment on the outskirts of the hustle and bustle of the city. Being on his motorbike especially at night was his greatest joy, the cool breeze and the freedom it was one of the pleasures he would never dare to share with anyway. He pulled into the garage and made his way up to the second floor to his room. He entered the shabby building, removed his clothes leaving a trail from the front door to bedroom, threw his gun and phone onto the bed before going to the bathroom and turning on the hot and cold taps of the shower. He waited until the temperature was right and stepped in under the shower head and allowed the water to wash over him. No one would have expected one of the top crime syndicate bosses to be residing in a cheap crappy apartment and that it why he liked living there, he was doing something unpredictable. He quickly washed away the blood off of his milky flesh only slightly tinted a peach pink. He ran his fingers through the straight golden blonde strands that rested just below his shoulders and proceeded to trace his long slender fingers down the left side of his face that had been badly scarred a few years earlier. He never complained about it, it was a risk that came with his job title, although it did somewhat taint his attractive face he didn't much care what others thought of him, he knew he was great, intelligent, skilled, fearsome and without sounded too cocky he knew he was quite the looker.
He finished removing the blood splatter and small particles of brain and skull and wrapped the fluffy white towel around his waist. It had been quite a few weeks since he had gone to bar which he otherwise frequented and it had felt much longer since he had got completely pissed and shagged some random that he would never see again, in actuality it had been years since he last had sex and this led him to believe that it was why he was suddenly a lot less forgiving to those who did him wrong.
"Yes a good stiff one would do me some good, and a drink or two maybe" He said to himself
He had got used to talking to himself for quite some time, he wasn't exactly the friend type or the loving type, in fact the only type he appeared to be was the "shoot now ask questions later" type. But then anyone who didn't know the real Mello would assume that of him. What he was hiding was a man that not only had a chocolate addiction but more often than not he let his emotions rule over him, expect when it came to business, business was just that business if he had to kill someone because of a giant cock-up then that's the way it was, if he had to torture someone into giving him answers then that's the way that was too. Perhaps if someone wanted to know the real Mello he wouldn't be seen as such a bad guy, but no one would have ever dared to want to get to know him, not without the constant thought of being shot if they said the wrong thing or having their head bit off if they put a single toe over the line that Mello drew. It wasn't that he didn't want that significant other in his life, he would have liked someone he could trust and even better someone willing to ask how high when he said jump. It was just he had never found anyone quite right.
He dried himself off, quickly dressed, tight black sleeveless shirt with a netted see through vest over the top, tight black leather pants that laced up at the front, black mid length boots with only a very slight heel just to make him appear slightly taller lastly the Rosary necklace that he had for as long as he could remember wrapped around his wrist several times over. He combed back his blonde hair and tied it up into a low ponytail at the base of his neck, one last check in the mirror just to make sure that his light blue eyes sparkled instead of looking tiresome.
No one would have ever accused him of being gay; nobody would have the guts to. He kept his sexuality quiet no because of shame but simply because it was nobodies damn business who he slept with, or rather wanted to sleep with.
The gay club, Blow Sticks, formally Mister Pinks, was a favorite of his, the barmen knew his name and since he was such a pretty faggot he would end up with a nights supply of free drinks but never went home with anyone or took anyone back to his, if they were good enough it was a quick shag in the back room, reserved for such a deed and that was it, always with double protection and he never allowed anyone to kiss him even though he was always the bottom. But it had been even years since he had even done that and without loudly admitting it he was worried he was losing his touch. He walked the few blocks to the bar and the moment he entered the room it was filled with loud club music, near naked men grinding up against each other, a few doing the two different kinds of blow you would do in a gay club and others just sweating it out on the dance floor.
He made his way over to the bar and sat down
"Mello?" The barman who was only wearing a black bow tie and the tightest pair of red sequined underpants came up to the blonde
"The one and only" He replied looking on the back wall to decide what to drink
"It's been a while, what can I get you?" the man, who Mello knew as Tank asked loudly over the loud thumping of the music
"A joint, a fantastic blow job and some chocolate cookie dough" Mello replied
Tank laughed loudly
"Well I can provide you with one of those three things but I am sure you could find the other two around here someone, we have been getting some pretty hot regulars in over the past few weeks, Chocolate cookie dough coming right up" The barman replied
The bar man returned with a glass and began to fill it with Coconut liquor, chocolate syrup and topped it off with soda water
He pulled it off the bar and placed it in front of Mello who took the straw in his mouth and quickly turned to see if he could spot any of these new regulars the barman had bragged about. He sipped the sweet drink and his traced over the crowd, he sighed silently in disappointment. As his eyes trailed across the dance floor and up towards the stairs that led to the viewing stage something, rather someone had caught his eye. He watched without blinking as the red head had aggressively shoved off a brunette that appeared to try to chat him up, Mello smiled and turned his attention back to the barman
"Tank" Mello called out loudly
The man in the underwear and bow tie came back over to the blonde
"Who's that?" Mello asked looking back up to the red head that placed a cigarette in his mouth and lit it up
"Ah, Mail Jeevas also known as Matt. There is a few stories floating around about him, apparently is a bit of a chaotic neutral, might save your life, my burn down your house type. Relatively quiet, however rumored to be quite the cocky and confident young man, would you believe he is only nineteen? I've heard he wouldn't give anyone the time of the day, apparently he hasn't found someone who intrigues him, heard he does a bit of underground work but as I said they are just rumors that are floating around, the boys love him though, especially when he gets up on the stage" Tank replied
"He dances?" Mello questioned
"That boy, he does more than dances, the finest strip shows in New York do not compare he's the reason why business has been booming, they come here hoping he gets drunk enough to take his gear off, they are like hungry dogs after that one big juicy bone and I tell you honey, quite an impressive bone that is" Tank replied and disappeared again
Mello smiled and looked back up to the red head who seemed to look down almost at the same time and connected his gaze to Mello's. That's when he noticed the red head had eyes as beautifully colored as emeralds and had quite the boyishly handsome face. Mello raised his index finger to Matt and gestured for him to come to him. The red head smiled quite widely and shook his head and gestured for Mello to come up to him. Mello smiled in return finished off his drink and waved goodbye to the red head and walked out the door he entered in and started to walk down the street to the liquor store, he already got the red heads attention and he knew it wouldn't be long before he would be joined by the good looking teenager.
"So do I get to know your name?"
Mello heard a voice call out to him
He turned around and smiled and then turned back and continued his walk
"Why would you want to know such a thing?" Mello called back as he kept walking
"Well it would be nice to the know the name of the hot blonde that caught my eye since I will be calling you later" Matt replied
Mello smiled, they rumors were right, cocky and confident. He suddenly found himself face to face with the red head as he walked backwards trying to keep Mello's attention
'And what gives you the impression that I will be giving you my number?" Mello asked
"Because if you just wanted someone to suck you off you would have just demanded it" Matt replied with a smile
Mello suddenly stopped and Matt paused in front of him
"You don't even know who I am, I am quite the dangerous man you know, I've done things that your young mind would not even be able to comprehend. How do you know I am not a serial killer or someone who won't simply take you home, grab your heart in my hands a crush it to pieces?" Mello asked Matt
"I'm going to go ahead and assume that you are only a year or so older than me so what I can and can't comprehend would be no different than you and secondly what makes you so sure that I am not a dangerous man myself, I may not look like much but I may surprise you" Matt said
Mello smiled and continued walking, Matt changed his position and walked beside Mello who was taking long strides and walked through the sliding door of the liquor store and paced over to the spirits and picked up a bottle of vodka and a bottle of tequila and walked back over to the clerk and paid for the bottles, he didn't even seem to notice that Matt was no longer following him or even anywhere to be seen. He shook his head and started the walk back to his house. He couldn't shake the thought of the peculiar red head out of his mind. The kid was defiantly smug and self assured and he was extremely attractive and he did seem rather intriguing. Mello smiled thinking about the nineteen year old, he was defiantly something else. He held onto the bottles and before he knew it a car came screaming down the road and stopped beside him
"Not interested" He called out and continued to walk
The window suddenly rolled down and Matt poked his head out of the opening
"You sure about that?" He asked
Mello smiled and walked back to the red head
"You don't give up do you?"
"I do whatever has to be done to get desired results, I'm not going to give you any cheese ball lines like your place or mine, I'm not going to pretend I'm interested in what you're saying just to see if I can get in your pants, just give me fifteen minutes and if at the end of those fifteen minutes you don't ever want to see me the again then so be it I will leave you alone" Matt replied
Mello looked at him inquizatively
"All you want is fifteen minutes?" he asked
"Nothing sinister, nothing perverted I'm not going to take you into the woods and rape you or murder you, fifteen minutes that's it" Matt replied
"Alright, get out the car and come with me" Mello retorted
He turned back around and started to walk past the liquor store and towards a park bench at the end of the road. He sat down and watched as Matt parked the Plymouth Road Runner on the side of the street and rushed over to him. The blonde opened up the Vodka and took a sip from the bottle cringing as it burned sliding down his throat
"Has anyone ever told you that you are bossy?" Matt asked with a smile on his face
He reached into the brown and white fluffy sleeveless jacket he wore and pulled out a cigarette and lit it up breathing out a puff of smoke into the dark night.
"People are very rarely honest with me which is why I often go home covered in blood splatter and brain matter" Mello replied
"Mafia?" Matt questioned
"Intimidated?" Mello answered
"Hardly, like I said you might be surprised to learn I'm not as innocent as I look" Matt replied
The blonde looked at him and cocked his eyebrow, the red head defiantly intrigued him there was something odd about him, something he could not quite put his finger on.
"Rumor has it you do underground work"
Mello said watching the red head sit down in the grass with his legs stretched out in front of him. His eyes accidentally tracing to the nineteen year old's crotch, he admired the decent sized bulge that was slightly poking against the dark blue denim jeans
"News travels fast, I dabble. Do runs, paid hits, more or less whatever someone requires me to do. As long as I get paid and I am not required to answer a million and one questions I am happy to do whatever is asked of me, providing that I am not adhered to any strict rules of course, I like to do things my way for a reason" He replied
Mello smiled and nodded his head, this was the kind of person he wanted his lackeys to be but they were about as useful as tits on a bull, this young man was a prime example of what a good Mafia lord needed, someone willing to do what he wanted, when he wanted it
"So how does someone as young and as good looking such as you become involved in the Mafia?" Matt asked Mello
No one had even had the balls to ask him that and from what Mello had observed in Matt's jeans he defiantly had the balls.
"Family inheritance, my father was killed so I became top dog, nothing out of the ordinary, why the interest?" Mello asked
Matt smiled and even let out a soft laugh
"Do you always suspect people of doing you wrong? I have no ulterior motives nameless hottie, I am just curious that's all" Matt replied
Matt stood up and ashed out his cigarette and sat beside Mello on the table. He turned his head and his green eyes met the aquamarine ones
"Curiosity killed the cat" Mello said
Their gazes didn't pull away
"Well then it's a good thing I am not of feline descent then isn't it" Matt replied
"You really aren't scared of me are you?" Mello asked the red head
"No, should I be?"
Mello breathed out a quiet chuckle
"That really depends, do you intend to piss me off or do me wrong?" Mello asked
"I wouldn't intend on it but I have to tell you I am one that apparently is naturally annoying, I tend to get under peoples skin just by being me, hence the reason I am alone and spend my nights in gay clubs being a pervert, then you could always tell me what pisses you off and I won't do it and I certainly won't do you any wrong, or in…" Matt paused
He turned his head and looked at the town center clock
"Seven minutes you could tell me to fuck off and pretend you never met me, which from what I hear is probably the better option anyway" he continued
"What makes you say that?"
Matt smiled and looked up to the sky
"I'm just a lonely boy who kills people for money, nothing good comes out in knowing someone like myself especially since I am so, now what do they call me?, oh yes chaotic neutral"
Mello looked at the nineteen year old; he frowned only slightly and took another sip of vodka
"Would you be interested in working for me?" Mello suddenly asked as he pulled his lips away from the bottle
"Depends on what you want me to do" Matt asked
"Executions of betrayers, drug running, nothing out of the ordinary, although there would be something else I was going to put forward to you but I will wait 'til the six minutes is up, there would be strict rules for you in particular, I know you don't like being forced to obey strict rules, but I might get you to change your mind" Mello replied
"I can do executions and runs, what are your threats and demands and strict rules?" Matt asked
Mello smiled
"You really have been doing this for a while haven't you? All I ask is that you stay loyal to me, I will hire you permanently which means you are to serve only me, you can ditch your phone and any other device you are contacted on as you will no longer be anyone else's concern, I will provide you with the best weaponry and protection that I can give, if you fuck me over I will kill you without hesitation and if you are asked to do a drop off or pick up you do it on time or I will make your life a living hell. I think that pretty much covers everything" Mello said
"Are you sure you didn't forget something?" Matt asked
Mello looked at him curiously and replayed what he had said in his head
"Oh I guess there is the fact that if you do agree to work with me you will be more or less be my right hand man so I will be trusting you with everything, break my trust, I'll break your neck and you can forget about what ever life you live now, no matter what family you have, friends ecetera because you'll be living with me, that way I can keep an eye on you and not only that but as someone I will be trusting with everything our conversations will take place in a bug free area which happens to be my apartment" Mello replied
"Well then it's a good thing I don't have family and friends, you are quite forceful and to the point I like that, nothing worse than someone who will dick around with formalities" Matt responded
He looked over at the clock and realized that his fifteen minutes was up
"So can I know your name then?" Matt asked pointing up to the clock
"Mello, you can call me Mello" the blonde replied
Mello held out his hand and Matt took and shook it firmly
"Matt" he responded
"So Matt, what do you say? Care to come home with me?" Mello said raising his eyebrow
"Sure why the fuck not, if you want someone you can trust you've hired the right man, I have no intention of screwing you over..well at least not in that respect anyway" Matt responded
Mello grabbed the two bottles of liquor and he and Matt made their way back to Matt's car. They got in and Matt started the engine, driving the very short distance to Mello's apartment. Matt parked the car and they climbed the stairs to the apartment and Mello unlocked the door and let them both in
Matt looked around the shabby apartment
"This is so very rustic Mello, I have to say your taste in interior decorating isn't exactly new aged" Matt said looking around the room
"Shut up, it's proven to be quite helpful in allowing me to remain not so obvious regardless of what you think about my interior decorating skills, besides I am not that kind of fag" Mello said as he made his way to the bedroom to undress and wrap a thin black robe around his body
"Oh and what kind of fag are you then?" Matt asked
"The kind that likes cock, not the musical, singing, dancing, interior decorating kind, all though my sources tell me that you are no stranger to dancing" Mello said walking back into the kitchen
He took out two glasses and filled them both half up with vodka and half with tequila and handed one to the red head, he took a good sip and placed the glass on the table
"Oh you heard that did you?" Matt responded
"Yes I did, so come on, lift your shirt, show me what you have under there. You look kinda skinny so I would be interested to see why all the boys love you so much" Mello said
He stared at Matt who took a step back and lifted half of his black and white striped shirt up and revealed a very surprising toned and slightly muscular chest and abdomen, Mello looked in shock and slightly bit his bottom lip
"I know, not bad hey? but just between you and me…"
"It's not what's under my shirt that people come to see me for" Matt leaned into Mello and whispered into his ear
Mello looked up into Matt's eyes he was slightly shorter than the blonde and only a year younger.
"Do you want to hear the other part to my proposition?" Mello asked
Matt gently brushed some of the loose strands of blonde hair behind Mello's ear and then only very gently ran his fingers down the scarring on the left side of his face, slipped his hand underneath the closed robe and brushed his fingertips against the warm flesh of Mello's chest.
"Go on, I'm listening" Matt said as he lovingly and tenderly continued to graze his digits across the heated skin.
"I want you to be mine and mine only, I'm not expecting you to love me, I am not expecting to become your everything or anything thing like that but I do expect you to stay faithful to me, which means no fucking around, no blowjobs, no hand jobs with anyone else except me, you will give me what I want when I want it and occasionally if I am in a good mood and you want to approach me I will give into you" Mello replied
"Sounds fair. So basically I am your property?" Matt asked
"More or less" Mello replied
Matt removed his hand from Mello's chest and proceeded to untie the knot in the fluffy thick material that held his robe shut
"And should anyone attempt to touch what is yours? of course assuming I am rendered unable to do anything myself" Matt asked
"I'll make sure they never touch what is mine again" Mello replied without a pause
"So then can I assume that you'll be faithful to me also, after all it seems somewhat unfair to be with a man who I already admire quite dearly if he intends on not being faithful in return, I think it's quite a reasonable request" Matt said as he pulled away the band and Mello's robe become loose
Matt lifted one side of the robe and admired the blonde's toned body, his eyes slowly drifting down and resting on the impressive erect cock that he had aroused.
'You really are cocky aren't you?" Mello said
Matt's attention drew back to his eyes and he leaned forward and began to stroke the blonde's thick and hard member, paying extra special attention to the head that gleamed with pre-cum. Matt placed his lips against Mello's neck and began to gently suck on the tender flesh causing it to slightly redden.
"As for your request, I suppose I can oblige this is after all the first time I have met someone with the balls to even ask anything of me" Mello responded trying to hold back the moans of ecstasy that tried to escape his lips.
"Mello?" Matt questioned as he pulled away from the blonde
"Yeah?"
Matt looked into Mello's eyes for a moment, he changed his mind he wouldn't say what he was going to say
"So this is home?" Matt asked
"Yeah this is home, in the morning I will show you work providing I don't have a hangover then I won't give a fuck about work until the afternoon or until I feel like going in" Mello replied
Matt reached in behind himself and pulled out a phone from his pocket. He held it up to Mello and then walked over to the closest window and threw it out onto the dirty street only to watch a truck drive over it a few moments later
"Well that defiantly won't work anymore" Matt said as he watched the phone become completely destroyed
Mello walked over to Matt and looked out the window and could see the phone in parts and more or less pancaked. He turned and looked at Matt and slightly smiled
"What were you really going to say?" Mello asked the red head
Matt folded his arms over his chest and leaned up against the kitchen counter
"Keeping in mind our trust agreement" Mello responded
"As much as I want to keep to our agreement I can assure you that you would probably not want to hear what I was going to say" Matt replied
"Tell me or I'll put a bullet in your foot" Mello suddenly replied with a smile and a hint of laughter
"It was a blasé thought that crossed my mind, what do you suppose would happen to me if say, I ended up falling in love with you?" Matt asked
"People don't fall in love with me Matt, you will soon see that I am not the type that people even like let alone would want to love me" Mello replied and began to walk back to the table and held the glass to his lips and quickly downed the entire contents
"Then all I have to say is their loss, I quite like you, your straight to point, bad ass, hotter than hell and I think somewhere deep inside is probably quite a sweet guy, you just need someone to treat you like a friend and not an enemy, Mafia or not everyone has a soft gooey center it's just sometimes it takes a very determined person with balls to continue licking to get to it, they will be the ones who truly get to see it" Matt replied and tipped up the glass
He pointed over to the bathroom and Mello nodded his head. Matt walked into the room, closed the door and turned on the taps in the sink to try and wash away the glitter and the smell of smoke from off his face.
Mello wasn't entirely sure how to respond to what Matt had said. This was the odd thing that Mello had sensed in Matt, the thing he couldn't quite put his finger on. Despite looks and job descriptions Matt could see there was something more to Mello the hard ass Mafia lord that killed without a second thought. He could see that Mello was not the simple guy he appeared to be, yes he was bad ass and yes he didn't give a shit about excuses and when something pissed him off he made it known but Matt wasn't treating him like everyone else did. He was treating him like a normal human being, not cowering in fear and not constantly being afraid if he was doing something wrong or right, he was the breath of fresh air that Mello needed but of course, because he was Mello he would not let Matt know such a thing.
'I'm going to bed, you can sleep on the couch or come to bed with me but you better not take up all the room"
Matt opened the door, his shirt hanging off his shoulders with one side turned up and he was wiping his face with it, he lowered it and the black and white strips became somewhat morphed as the shirt decorated his shoulders and neck
"Or what? You'll kill me?" Matt said and laughed
Mello just glared at him
"It's alright Mel' I was just playing, if it makes you more comfortable I will crash out on the couch, I slept on harder and worse places besides I honestly wouldn't know how much room I take up, I have never slept on a bed with another person so I suppose for safe measure I will get myself acquainted with Mr. Sofa" Matt replied
He walked over to his jacket that he hung on the back of the chair and searched the pockets and pulled out a packet of cigarettes and a lighter, a pair of white goggles with orange lenses and a portable handheld gaming system.
"Matt?" Mello called out
"Yeah?"
Matt turned around and noticed Mello walk into the room an lay on the bed, he propped himself up on the pillows and his robe was open his entire body on display except for his exceptionally outstanding cock that Matt had admired earlier
"I was giving you a choice to be polite but what I really meant was come to bed with me now" Mello replied
Matt placed down the gaming system and started to undo his jeans as he walked towards the bedroom.
"So boss what kind of demands do you have regarding sex, apart from what I already know?"
Matt asked as he stripped himself of the shirt that was on his shoulders, the baggy blue jeans and the black silk boxer shorts and stood there in Mello's view. Tank was right, what a big juicy bone it was. Mello's gaze was fixed on the delightful peach pink semi-erect slab of meat that was doing a great deal of justice complementing Matt's slender yet toned and somewhat muscular body
"What would make you think I have any more demands regarding sex" Mello asked still gazing and clearing his throat trying to make it seem less obvious that he was impressed
Matt knelled onto the bed and grabbed Mello by the legs, moving the robe from off of his tantalizing parts, he rested in between the creamy thighs and began to kiss down his chest with slow, soft, moist kisses whilst his hand reached for Mello's now erect cock and started to gently pump it with slow but firm strokes.
"I don't want you to kiss my lips" Mello moaned out as Matt lovingly caressed his chest with his lips
Matt smiled and continued to pump Mello's cock. He pulled his lips away from his chest and knelled up higher so that his own solid cock was pressed against Mello's very adorable smooth ass. Matt placed his mouth so close to Mello's but their lips didn't touch
"And ah... why exactly can't I kiss you?" Matt asked breathing warm air into Mello's slightly parted mouth
"Because that is what lovers do" Mello replied trying to remain composed as Matt started to jerk him off faster
"Correct me if I am wrong but technically speaking are we not lovers? After all I belong to you and you did say that you would remain faithful to me…so" Matt whispered quietly
"Alright smart ass, I just don't liked being kissed" Mello replied almost aggressively
"Hmm, alright" Matt hummed he pulled away for a brief moment
But placed himself back to Mello's mouth
"But then you haven't been kissed by me so then wouldn't it be fair to say that I should kiss you just to make sure that you don't like being kissed by your lover" Matt replied
Mello smiled somewhat
"You really don't give up do you?" Mello asked
"Like I said what ever has to be done to get desired results" Matt replied
He gripped hold of Mello's cock harder which made him gasp loudly and dug his fingers into Matt's hips
"You get one chance to impress me, if you fail you just fuck me with no more talk about kissing and other lovey dovey bullshit" Mello replied
Matt removed his hand from the thick and rigid meat that pulsated in his hand. He wrapped one arm around Mello's waist and pulled his body up so that it was resting against Matt's chest, he softly pulled the band that was holding Mello's hair in a ponytail and as is cascaded down he placed his free hand on the right side of his cheek, they gazed into each others eyes and before Mello opened his mouth to tell Matt to hurry up Matt pressed his lips against the blondes. Instantly the kiss deepening, their tongues brushing up against one another's, sharing the same humid air as they explored one another's moist and open mouths. Matt pulled away and looked down
"That couldn't have been too bad" He said with a smile of his face
Mello placed his thumb and index finger on Matt's chin and lifted his face back up and connected his mouth with Matt's again. Their kisses were deep, sensual, groin tingling. Matt felt as if Mello's tongue was going to push all the way down into his stomach as he gripped hold of him with desperation and complete arousal. Without separating from each other Mello rested his back into the mattress and pulled Matt down with him. Mello pulled away from Matt's mouth and they both panted heavily for air
"This is probably something I should have said before I got us both as stiff as fucking boards but I've never ridden a horse without a saddle" Matt said
Mello looked at him and laughed
"That is possibly the funniest euphemism I've ever fucking heard, I don't let any one fuck me without two lots of protection so if you want to fuck me you can. Besides if we are going to be doing this with only each other I don't want to dick around with precautions if they aren't necessary. After all if I take long time to decide to how to kill someone I'm committed to killing I don't lay down plastic first I just get it over and done with" Mello replied
Matt smiled down at the blonde who he was resting himself into
"Oh I like you, I think you and are going to get along just fine" Matt commented
Mello reached over to the bedside drawer and stretched in retrieving a bottle of chocolate scented lubrication gel and handed the bottle to Matt. He grabbed it and looked at the label smiled before popping open the cap. He squeezed a small amount onto the head of his tumescent and stiff cock as he placed the cap back on and tossed the gel to the floor Mello sat forward and began to gently Matt's entire length, spreading the gel out down the full nine inches he watched Matt gently take the right side of his lip with his top teeth and bite down gently. Mello silently admired the red head kneeling before him, he truly was beautiful, he had never met anyone quite like him, he was mysterious looking and it had been so rare to see someone with such vibrant vermillion locks and eyes as stunning as glittering emeralds, he really was unique. Matt swallowed hard before leaning back into Mello and taking his lips with his own, Mello removed his hand from Matt's cock, wiped it onto the sheet beneath them to get rid of the access gel before lacing his long feminine fingers into the red locks and gripping gently. Their kisses suddenly became soft and the more they kissed the more intense the heat flowed from their naked bodies
Matt pulled away from Mello's thin yet soft rose pink lips and grasped his long, warm cock and looked back up to Mello who still had his fingers interweaved with the red strands on Matt's head. Their eyes struck a stare again which they kept as Matt slowly pressed the shining, moist head against Mello's heat. Before the first penetration, before he enter the tight warmth he brushed Mello's face with his fingertips
"Why are staring at me like that?" Mello asked quietly
"Just admiring" Matt replied almost in a whisper
He broke the conversation by pushing his length inside of the blonde which was met but a slight cringe and a soft yelp from Mello's mouth
He thrusted slowly with just his tip and a small amount of his shaft inside so they could both get used to the tautness. Mello arched his back slightly before sitting up and gripped hold of Matt's hair tighter, the red head could feel the blondes muscle tighten and then release in finely paced intervals. Mello placed his mouth against Matt's shoulder and bit into is as Matt eased more of the sleek length inside of the blonde.
"Just relax baby I'm not going to hurt you" Matt said as he found it difficult to continue to push the rest of his length in
Although Mello didn't appreciate the childish pet name he closed his eyes and breathed in deeply. Once Matt could feel the muscles relax he proceeded to insert the rest of his throbbing length
"AH! Why do you have to be so big?" Mello moaned loudly
"Am I hurting you?" Matt asked as he slowly thrusted
"Of course it's fucking hurting I wasn't really expecting you to be built like a fucking brick wall" Mello barked
Matt suddenly let out a laugh which was somewhat surprising to Mello, he was in general quite intimidating he had made the biggest and nastiest men drop to their knees and plead for their lives and yet Matt, it was as if they had been friends for many years.
"Do you want me to stop?" Matt asked once he regained composure
"No, I'll be fine, keep going and shut up" He said quietly
The more Matt slid his cock in and out of the tight warmth the pain receded and both of them were quickly tangled in the intense heat of unadulterated pleasure.
Mello grabbed hold of the red head as if he were holding on for dear life, the faster and harder Matt slammed into him the harder his grip became. Mello let out a scream of delight as the head of Matt's cock brushed against the engorged prostate inside the blonde, each trust in and out in never once failed to graze the blood filled tissue.
Mello suddenly released his grip on Matt and fell into the mattress both of them breathing heavily as they could feel their orgasms approaching
"Ahh, oh fuck! Matt harder!" Mello begged as he could feel the tingling sensation in his cock telling him he was close to cumming.
Matt did as his boss requested and drove himself hard and fast into the blonde, sweat dripped from his forehead and landed on Mello's bare abdomen, each trust, each hard slam into the man beneath him was making Matt lose his bearings, he couldn't hold it back any longer. He reached out and grasped Mello's length and as fast and hard as he was thrusting himself inside of him he jerked him off just as quickly.
"NGH! AHH FUCK!" Mello yelled
He arched his back, gripped his hands tight into Matt's vermillion strands and as he felt the white hot liquid shoot onto his stomach he felt Matt unload with a powerful force inside of him, filling him completely. The rode out their orgasms together and as Matt became flaccid he retrieved his heated and wet cock from Mello's depths and lowered his head and began to lick up the mess the blonde had made on himself. Once he was completely cleaned off, Matt moved out from in between Mello's legs and sat beside him both of them still panting and quivering from the intense and explosive orgasms they shared.
"You..know..they say mixing..buisness with pleasure..is a bad idea, I think..who ever said that..is a fucking moron" Mello said panting out heavily
"I couldn't..agree more" Matt replied
They sat next to each other for a short time to catch their breath before Matt stood up and found his silk black boxer shorts and pulled them on.
"I'm going to go and have a cig' downstairs" He said as he pulled them up and flicked the waistband against his body
"You don't have to go outside Matt, but since you're already up get me one of the chocolate bars from the fridge" Mello ordered
Matt bowed
"Yes your majesty" He said humorously
He left the room with a smile on his face
Mello shook his head as he watched Matt go to the kitchen and open the fridge
"He really is something else" He whispered quietly to himself
Matt grabbed one of the chocolate bars, retrieved his cigarettes and lighter from off the table on his way through, he sat down beside Mello and handed him the cocoa desert before placing his cigarette in the left corner of his lips.
"Matt?" Mello questioned as he unwrapped his addiction and took a large chunk out of the right corner of the block
"Yeah?"
Matt lit up the cigarette and held it between in index and middle finger and turned his attention back to the blonde, whose hair was slightly messy and eyes looked somewhat tired
"Why were you really staring at me before you decided to finally fuck me?" Mello asked curiously
"I told you I was just admiring you" Matt replied
"Yeah I know that is what you said but I think your lying, I don't like being lied to especially by someone who I am supposed to trust" Mello replied aggressively
"I think you're beautiful" Matt replied and turned his gaze away from Mello
"You think I'm beautiful?" Mello said humored by Matt's response
"Yeah, look I get that you don't like the romantic lovey dovey bullshit and I know that you don't like people thinking you are vulnerable and whatever else but you want me to be honest so I will tell you straight up, I think your one of the most interesting, scary, beautiful men I have ever met and regardless of what you do and do not like I am actually finding it hard not to lean over and touch and kiss you. Deadly as I am sure you are I still think that the only reason why nobody falls in love with you or likes you is because you don't let them" Matt replied
"You think because I don't hesitate to kill someone or because I have a bad attitude that I am completely dead inside?" Mello asked
"I dunno, maybe, perhaps one day you'll prove me wrong" Matt replied
They sat in silence Matt finished off his cigarette and Mello devoured the rest of the chocolate bar. The room fell dark and silent and as they lay in the bed with the comforter pulled up over their bodies they began to sleep with a distance between them. Matt rolled over and grasped Mello by the waist and pulled his body towards his own Mello struggled only slightly but eventually gave into Matt's persistence. Matt rested his lips to Mello's ear
"No matter who has to die no matter what destruction is left behind I will follow you to the ends of the earth as a loyal friend and slave. You will always be the one I would gladly kill for and if necessary die for and that is the kind of loyalty I will promise you" Matt whispered
"You know, I'm thinking I should have bought a Doberman at least I would get the loyalty without the ridiculous chatter" Mello said with laughter in his voice
Matt pulled away from the blonde and sat on the edge of the bed and reached for his jeans. He picked them up and quickly pulled them on, he stood up and tightened up the belt.
"Matt?" Mello called out his name as he sat up watching the red head leave the bedroom and enter the bathroom, closing the door quietly behind him.
Mello let out a growl and threw the comforter off of him, wrapping himself up in robe and made his way into the bathroom. He swung open the door to find Matt staring at himself in the mirror. He watched him curiously for a second
"It was only a joke about the Doberman, Matt" Mello said angrily
Matt turned around and looked at the blonde
"Yeah, I know, I get it" Matt replied quietly
He stood looking in the mirror some more
"What are you doing?" Mello asked curiously, his eyes not even blinking as he watched the red head continue to stare at his reflection. Matt reached out and grabbed Mello by the waist and pulled him in front of the mirror, he stood behind the blonde with his arms wrapped his hips and he rested his chin on Mello's right shoulder
They stood there looking at their own and each other's reflections. Matt loosened one of his arms from around the blondes hips and placed his hand against Mello's chest, resting in in line with his heart
"I thought if you could see it for yourself, then you would understand" Matt whispered
"How could you even love someone you barley met and know?" Mello asked
Matt smiled
"I never said anything about love, you came to that conclusion on your own, do you love me?" Matt asked leaning into Mello's body
When he received no answer he turned Mello around so they were face to face, their eyes connecting and Mello's mouth dropped open, not sure of what to say or do next, he somehow managed to dig his own grave.
Matt smiled and brushed his fingers through the blonde's hair and rested his thumb and index finger on his chin, lifting Mello's face up towards the light. Matt slouched down and connected his mouth with Mello's, the kiss only very light and gentle, Matt wasn't even sure if Mello had kissed him back or not
"If you decide on your answer you'll find me" Matt replied
He removed his hand from off of Mello's chin, he walked to the kitchen and grabbed his belongings, leaving his shirt behind he zipped up the sleeveless jacket, walked into the bedroom to collect his cigarettes and lighter, placing one in between his lips and he walked out the door.
Mello stood in the bathroom completely paralyzed, unable to move or even breathe. Was he hearing things? Had he hallucinated everything that happened that night? Was Matt even real? Did he just imagine him into life because he was sick of being alone, working alone, sleeping alone? Had the years of self-pleasure finally caused him to invent the perfect man? Had even gone out that night?
They were questions that were running through his mind. Even when he heard the engine of Matt's Road Runner he still couldn't move, he was completely stuck.
"FAIRIES AND GENTLEMAN BOYS AND TOYS TONIGHT FOR YOUR VIEWING PLEASURE, PLEASE PUT YOUR HANDS TOGETHER FOR MATT!" Tanks voice echoed through the club, cheers and screaming filled the open area, drinks were raised as wolf whistles bounced between the walls.
Mello opened the door and rushed inside, he hadn't even slept the whole night and even the day instead of doing his job he had just lied there unable to think or move, he wanted revenge. Matt was the reason he was rendered physically useless, he was the reason his thoughts had been completely drained, he was the reason he had sat on the bed and for the first time for as long as he could remember he had felt the warm tears leak from his eyes and drip onto the black and white shirt Matt has left behind, he was crying and had no idea the reason why exactly that red head had bought him to such a point. He was furious but not at Matt at himself. He had been a killer for so long, he had pierced the skulls of countless men, always believing he was happy doing what he had to do, it was his job for fuck sakes and it was what he was good at but that damned red head, how did he do it? How did he make Mello realize the organ in his chest otherwise known has his heart had stopped beating?
The lights went out and a single spot light shone onto the stage. The screams and whistles died as the sound of footsteps approached the silver pole that stood erect right in the center
"Mello you made it just in time Boy Wonder decided to grace us with his skills" Tank called out from over the bar
Mello walked up to the barman dressed in his usual attire
"He's drunk?" Mello asked
The barman laughed
"That's the funny part he hasn't had a single drink, get this, he claims he's doing it for love" Tank replied with laughter
Mello took a seat on the stool and waited like the rest of the hungry men for Matt.
Suddenly the room filled with clapping as the red head approached the pole. Then the likes of Billy Squire echoed in the room as The Stoke began
Mello watched as Matt, dressed in complete black apparel and a Bolero hat began to sway his hips in time with the music. He removed the hat from his vermillion locks and tossed into the audience. He slowly began to unbutton his shirt his hips still swaying and making provocative gestures with his groin encased in black leather pants. The more he slowly stripped the louder the howling and whistles became and once his fit chest was exposed the mating calls hit an earth shattering high.
Mello could feel his hands clench into fists, his blood began to boil under his flesh and his cock began to expand and heat as he watched the red head grind up against the pole, swinging his gorgeous body around the steel. That man was his, that was already agreed and yet he was being ogled by men who didn't even know him just his name, Matt.
Mello stood up and climbed over the bar, he reached for the microphone that Tank had used to make his announcement
"Forget it boys, that idiot is mine" He spoke into and his voice cut through the music.
Matt smiled as his dance was interrupted by the sound of the blonde's husky purr.
The red head jumped from the stage and rushed through the crowd as he was being grabbed, even going as far as aggressively pushing them aside as he made his way to Mello who was now standing on the bar.
"So you made up your mind?" Matt asked still smiling at his triumph
"I'm going to make your life a living hell Mail Jeevas" Mello called down to the red head
Matt raised his arms and Mello climbed down off the bar and into them. The yells of disappointed men bellowed until Matt firmly grasped Mello in his arms and pressed his lips to the blondes and the disappointed complaints turned into whistles and echoes of "Awwws"
Mello pulled away and hit Matt hard into his stomach
"That's for leaving me"
He hit him again
"And that's for making me cry"
He then pulled Matt in and kissed him hard
"And that is for making me fall in love with you, you fucking asshole" Mello said
Matt smiled ignoring the pain in his abdomen, he took Mello by the hand and led him out of the door and without saying a word they ran to the park where the first fifteen minutes of their lives had taken place. Matt pushed Mello against the bench and took his mouth passionately, Mello wrapped his legs around Matt's waist has he glided his fingers against the bare flesh of the red heads chest.
Mello pulled away to get some air and try and catch his breath from the run and from the passionate kiss.
"If you ever, EVER pull a stunt like that again.."
"You'll kill me?" Matt smiled cutting Mello's sentence off
"Yeah I'll fucking kill you, what part of you are mine don't you understand?" Mello asked angrily
"If I take you home right now and make passionate love to you will you forgive me?" Matt asked still smiling
Mello looked at him and cocked an eyebrow
"No" he said quietly
Matt laughed
"If I take you home right now and fuck you like there's no tomorrow will you forgive me?" He tried again
"I'll think about" Mello replied
Mello took his hand into Matt's and they started the short walk back to apartment. They hardly got in and closed the door before Mello pressed himself against Matt's body. He reached up and stripped Matt of the black button up that was barely clinging to his shoulders. Mello traced his hands down the toned naked torso of the redhead; he looked up into the emerald orbs. Mello didn't know whether to hit Matt again, this time so he truly felt it or to kiss him, he hated him and yet at the same time he admired him. Mello grasped hold of Matt's belt and dragged him into the bedroom and forced him down on the mattress, he grabbed hold of the red heads wrists and forced them above his head, Matt smiled.
"Stop smiling, I'm not happy with you" Mello barked
He straddled Matt's hips tightly, squeezing him between his thighs. Matt could feel Mello's hard-on pressing against him firmly.
"Your cock is telling me otherwise" Matt said with a chuckle in his voice
"You're an asshole you know that, do you have any idea on what you have done to me?" Mello asked loudly
"I didn't do anything, except forced you to make a decision that didn't include whether to pull the trigger or not" Matt replied the smile not disappearing from his boyishly handsome face
Mello raised his hand and slapped Matt hard against the cheek, he looked down at the red head and his smile finally faded. Mello glared into Matt's eyes, he wanted to slap him again harder, so he would really be in pain.
Matt pulled against the power that held down his arms, for a scrawny guy Mello certainly had a lot of upper body strength. He kept pushing against the force until finally he was able to break the hold he sat up and took Mello's mouth zealously. He forced his tongue in between the soft rose pink lips and brushed his warm wet muscle along Mello's. Mello pushed against Matt's chest which made them disconnect from the kiss
"I FUCKING HATE YOU" Mello growled
"No you don't" Matt replied
He forced his lips back to the blonde's once again pulling Mello's tongue into his mouth with his own. Mello struggled trying to fight the hold that Matt had on him but with no prevail. They continued to kiss wildly as the passion burned like molten lava inside of them. Mello finally broke the kiss.
"Tell me how you really feel" Matt panted
"You already know how I feel" Mello said turning his head away as his cheeks flushed pink
Matt placed his hand against Mello's scarred cheek and moved his head so he was looking at him again
"I admire you" Mello whispered
Matt kissed Mello lightly and the two fell into the mattress side by side gazing into each other's eyes. The blonde and the redhead finally happy.