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¿Cómo se dice, yo te amo? (How do you say, I love you?)

(Random snippet #1 Mondo/Spot)

Mondo was leaning against the door frame watching Shawn as he slowly began to wake up. He loved watching Shawn when he woke up, he'd take forever just stretching and blinking. That's what he liked the most. Shawn would yawn and his arms would stretch upwards arching his back, he'd sigh contently then search the room for him.

Mondo found himself smirking. "Enjoy yourself?"

Shawn seemed to contemplate for a second, "Maybe."

Mondo frowned, "Maybe?"

The blankets pooled around his hips as he arched an eyebrow, "Yeah, maybe….."

It was odd, but he felt something strike the center of his chest from the inside as he stared at him. He'd never wanted him so bad, but he didn't want it to show to the boy. He continued to stare, then went back to smirking as he shut off the lights and walked over to the bed. He shoved Shawn down onto the bed and started biting down at the junction where neck met shoulder.

"Dear god," rushed out Shawn.

"Damn fucking straight bitch," mumbled Mondo.

It didn't take long for Shawn to yank off Mondo's shirt he left it on the pillow next to him. There was almost nothing he loved better then Mondo's scent, it was so damn addicting. It was so inviting, so comforting, the complete opposite of how Mondo was. It didn't matter who was wearing it, his mind would travel to him. That amazingly toned and perfect bronze tan. He shivered.

He took the opportunity to lick Mondo's neck from collar bone to jaw-line. The older boy groaned and slid the blanket down and Shawn reached for Mondo's belted jeans. Mondo paused and watched in the dim light as Shawn undid his belt and unzipped his pants. Shawn glanced up at Mondo who's face he could barely see.

"What?"

"Am I dreaming? Because you've never been so……" he shrugged not sure how to word it.

"If you try an' read into this you're a …a. " he frowned in thought.

"Gift horse in the mouth?" nodded Shawn.

"Exactly," he clutched Shawn's jaw and crushed their mouths together.

It was mildly rough starting, but after a few minutes of grinding hard against each other. Shawn finally managed to yank off Mondo's loose jeans and little was said or expressed. Mondo took the lead, that's how it always was. Licking the ridge of his ear trailing his tongue down the crook of his neck, usually, his hands were sliding down the length of his body so slowly. It was so insanely perfect.

"Mondo….?" Shawn whispered into his neck.

"Un," the older boy stopped thrusting, frowning at Shawn, "what?"

"uh-uh, I just………," Shawn told himself it was now or never, but it still came out very quiet, "I'm..in love, with you……."

The frown was gone, and Mondo found himself just staring down at the younger boy. It was just the two of them in the dead of night, he was in a strange mood tonight, and he had this feeling that this was probably a very important thing for Shawn. He looked very unsure, Mondo found himself smiling gently in front of him for the very first time.

"Thanks Shawn."

Shawn shuddered as Mondo went back to what he'd been doing. Wave after wave, intense pleasure, this was it, this had to be the most important moment of their relationship. It hurt, there was probably never going to be a moment better than this. That was going to be the closest thing he'd ever hear Mondo say how he felt about him. He felt himself reaching that point, he clutched desperately at the blankets.

They lay there breathing heavily and just as Shawn found himself on the edge of falling deeply asleep Armondo whispered into his ear.

Shawn smiled, he could honestly die happy now……

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A/N: I was really in this strange mood where I wanted a Mondo/Spot moment.