A/N: This is my first story in a long time so I'll probably suck at this.
Mello
I moaned in pleasure as I felt the heavenly bar of milk chocolate melt in between my teeth, coating my mouth in bliss. Chocolate always does its trick after a day of hard work. Man. That was all I needed to lull myself amidst the hustle and bustle of the nightclub.
Crossing my legs, I glared at the man – no, boy, in front of me, who was no older than I was. He had a pathetic smug on his face.
"Who are you working for?" One of my underlings clouted his shoulder, driving him on his knee, when he did not reply. He simply threw me a smirk as his eyes remain concealed beneath those idiotic-looking orange tinted goggles of his. How I wish I could just put a bullet through his eyes! But we needed it. We needed to know who had sent him here.
My temples throbbed luridly, clearly displaying the end of my patience.
"You fucking bitch! Can you just open your fucking mouth and spill it?" I bellowed with ire as I whipped his face with my Beretta. This was insane. We had been trying to break him for an hour now yet, he was adamant on keeping the truth from us.
His body was already bloody and bruised; his lips split and his bones crushed. Nonetheless, he still kept mum. Not even a whine or a moan escaped those chapped lips of his. His burgundy locks fell into his face as he shifted his weight.
"I… won't t-tell." He breathed with much difficulty. This son of a bitch really needs a lesson. I yanked his chin towards my face before spitting at him.
"Who. Sent. You. Here?" I whispered in his ear, slowly flicking my wet tongue on his earlobe. I felt him quiver at the sudden contact. Heh. Got'cha. I tenderly sucked on his earlobe, trailing my finger down his neck as I did so, earning small lusty moans and whimpers. Without warning, I pressed my lips against his neck, biting and licking it, leaving no spot untouched. A loud moan escaped the redhead as I slid my hand across his well-built torso. The redhead clenched his fist as he tried to keep his trap shut but it was futile. He was a mess of moans and whimpers. All of a sudden, I bit down on his earlobe, drawing a ridiculous amount of blood.
In a blink of an eye, he kicked my stomach and I reeled away at the sudden impact. ; My azure eyes starring daggers at him.
"Why you little…" I returned the favour: my fist connected with his skull before a familiar cracking sound resonated throughout the whole room. I gritted my teeth in anger, trying my best to resist strangling this dog.
"Go to hell, bitch!" He spat and that was the last straw. Grasping him by his collar, I tossed him across the room like a ragdoll before his head connected with the wall, crimson red blood matting his burgundy locks. I guess he'll take some time to break but at least I know his weakness. Man. This is going to be a long day.