This is just a random idea I had while obsessing over the song "Drive By," by Train. This is my first lemon so please tell me what you think and/or tell me things I can improve on. Warning: This story contains yaoi (boys love) so if you don't like then don't read.

Rated for: Sexual Situations and language.

Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note.

Drive By

Chapter 1.

Matt POV

A long slur of curses rolled off my tongue as the game over screen appeared on my psp. I tossed the game to the side and laid myself across the couch, stretching. I glared through the orange tint of my goggles at the ceiling and then to the clock on the wall. It was nearing eleven pm, three hours later than Mello had promised to be home. I shrugged off any concern that tried to invade my mind. Mello was more than capable of handling himself. Besides this was far from the first time he was late getting home.

I ran a lazy hand through my red locks before standing and heading towards the kitchen. Once there I poured myself a tall glass of water and drained the whole thing in one gulp. I dropped the empty glass into the sink and leaned against the cold counter.

The apartment we were currently staying in definitely wasn't much. It was a bit run down and small with only one bedroom. Not that we needed much else. I usually crashed on the couch any way and it was rare that Mello actually slept in the room when he was home.

I grabbed the take out box I had left on the counter for Mello to eat when he got home and chucked it into the fridge so it wouldn't go bad. I had a feeling he wasn't going to be home anytime soon. Returning to the couch I flipped on the TV and aimlessly skimmed through several channels.

Sometimes I wondered why I continued to stick with Mello. I mean living in several different run down hotels and apartments wasn't exactly the most comfortable thing in the world. Or hygienic for that matter. Not to mention the ever lasting solitude or frequent shoot outs. And to top it all off Mello was a total hot head.

I snickered at the thoughts even though I knew exactly why I stayed around. Not only was Mello my best friend but somewhere along the way I had fallen in love with him. Sure he was a loose canon and borderline crazy, but everything about him made me want more. Being in love with the blonde definitely proved to be a frustrating existence. It wasn't that I was afraid of being labeled as gay because honestly I don't give a rat's ass about what other people think. The problem was what Mello would think. I had no clue how Mello would react if I told him but something told me it would involve several curses and harsh words.

So I kept my mouth shut and watched from the sidelines and made sure I was there for him. I was happy to know that he knew he could confide in me if he needed anything. I lit a cigarette and let the thoughts drift away with the smoke. Of course there was nothing interesting on TV so I snapped it off and considered retrying my game. I was reaching for my psp when the apartment door swung open.

"Hello Matty," Mello greeted. I couldn't help but notice the distinctive slur in his voice. I knit my eyebrows together at his slightly disheveled appearance.

"Your dinner is in the fridge," I told him putting my cigarette out in a near by ash tray.

Mello giggled and I knew something was definitely wrong. Mello doesn't giggle. "Why don't we just skip to dessert?" He asked licking his slender pink lips. I stared at him confused as he approached me swaying his hips. As soon as he was close enough he crawled onto my lap wrapping his legs securely around my waist.

"M-Mello what are y-you doing?" I asked with a shaky voice. Butterflies fluttered madly through my stomach at his closeness. I realized exactly what was going on when I got a good whiff of him. He smelt strongly of alcohol.

He started placing sloppy kisses down my neck and I tried to push him away. This only resulted in him clinging tighter to me. "Mello stop. Are you drunk?"

Mello pulled away from my neck and grabbed my face between his palms. His blue orbs met my orange covered green ones. "Shut up. I want you and I will have you."

My eyes widened behind my goggles in shock. I briefly wondered if I had heard him correctly. Did Mihael Keehl really want me? No he is just drunk idiot, my mind hissed. I had to stop this before he did something he would regret.

I was about to protest when his lips came crashing down against my own. I really had planned on stopping him but as soon as his lips came into contact with mine I was set to flame. Before I was able to stop myself I was kissing him back roughly, wrapping my arms around his waist to tug him closer. His tongue darted from his mouth and slid across my lower lip. I let my lips open inviting him in. Our tongues took up a vicious battle which he came out of bearing victory. I moaned as his tongue explored and prodded every detail of my mouth.

He pulled away a trail of saliva still connecting us. He placed kisses down my jaw until he came to my neck. He bit down on the tender flesh and I groaned in reply. He licked his recently created wound and continued kissing and sucking on my neck leaving moist trails.

As he did this I began unzipping his tight vest, pulling it from his shoulders forgetting the warnings my brain shouted at me. Once the leather was discarded I began running my hands along his chest and deliciously muscled stomach. My fingers brushed over his nipple experimentally and was pleased with the reaction I received. He moaned leaning into my touch. His head fell back revealing a pale neck and I felt my jeans growing painfully tight at the sight.

I let my lips encircle an erect nipple swirling my tongue over the puckered nub as I rolled the other between my fingers. I nipped gently before pulling back and giving the other the same treatment. Growing impatient Mello dipped his hands under my shirt drawing small circles at my sides. I pulled my face from his chest so he was able to lift the fabric over my head. Once he had removed my shirt he brought his lips back down to mine kissing me hotly as our tongues venomously fought.

He began to slowly rotate his hips grinding his leather clad bottom into the front of my jeans. I gasped into the kiss at the glorious friction. Unable to control myself I bucked my hips upward desperate for contact.

Mello smiled against my lips and pulled back running his hands through my hair. He grasped my goggles and tore them from my face tossing them to the side. He lightly brushed his lips across mine once more before standing up so he was able to shove me into a laying down position.

He wasted no time in pouncing back on top of me where he began trailing his lips down my chest. He licked and nipped until he reached the waistband of my pants. He dipped his tongue beneath the fabric teasingly and I sucked in a deep breath. He smirked at my reaction and began undoing my pants with his teeth. I moaned watching him, and enjoyed the stray hairs that fell from his head and tickled my exposed skin.

He pulled the denim and my boxers away in one swift motion letting my erection stand proudly. "Ohhhhh Matty how interesting, you're naturally red headed I see."

"Shut up," I grumbled.

He shot me a seductive smirk before letting his tongue slide along my shaft. I moaned loudly and let my head fall back against the worn couch cushion. Mello grabbed my thigh roughly. "No. Look at me," He demanded.

I followed his orders letting forest green meet sea blue. Mello then took my head into his hot cavern and I nearly lost it right then. With his eyes never leaving mine he swirled his skilled tongue around the hardened flesh before tracing the sensitive slit. "Ahhhh...Mihael," I moaned his name.

He took this as encouragement and took more and more of me into his sinful mouth. I bucked my hips nearly gagging Mello in the process. He shoved my hips down and held them there tightly before humming softly, the vibrations threatening to send me over the edge. He took my member deep within his throat and I wriggled against the hand that kept me stable against the couch. It just felt so damn good. With this treatment I knew I wasn't going to last much longer.

"Mihaelllll...I'm gonna," I gasped out as my seed spilled into his mouth.

He swallowed eagerly, milking me of all I was worth. He pulled his face from my now limp penis and wiped at the semen that trickled from the corner of his lips. He stood once again to remove his boots and confining leather pants. I became aroused once more at seeing Mello had been going commando.

I bit my lips as he approached me again. He hovered over my body as he kissed softly letting me taste myself on his lips. He released my lips from his and presented me with three fingers. "Suck," He told me huskily.

I obeyed taking the digits into my mouth. I sucked roughly and made sure to coat them thoroughly knowing what was to come. I kept my eye locked on his as my tongue glided over his fingers. He bit his lip to contain his moans. He pulled his fingers from my mouth with a loud pop and prodded at my entrance. With out waring he plunged a finger inside me past the tight ring of muscle. I groaned quietly at the feeling of intrusion. He gave me a second to adjust before adding another finger. That's when the real pain started to appear. I gasped as he began making scissoring motions with his fingers, stretching me for something much larger than his fingers.

As he continued this his fingers brushed something inside that made me see stars. "Ungh... Mells right there. Do that a-again!" I nearly shouted.

He compelled to my wishes hitting my prostate again before adding a third finger. I groaned in both pain and pleasure as I adjusted. I began to push back against his fingers in need. "I want you inside me," I whispered.

Mello removed his fingers and spat into his hand and rubbed it onto his own erection before positioning himself at my entrance. He slowly entered me and we both moaned in response. I felt as if I were being torn in two but I bit my lips trying to hide my discomfort.

Once Mello was fully sheathed inside me he gave me a few seconds to adjust before pulling out and thrusting back into me slowly. I tried my best to relax my muscles to keep the pain at bay. As Mello kept moving the pain started melting away to reveal pure pleasure. He hooked my legs over his shoulders and continued on with his slowed thrusts speeding up little by little. I moaned loudly and bucked upwards to meet him.

"F-Faster," I managed to choke out.

He made no hesitation and almost completely exited my body before slamming himself back in straight onto my prostate. I nearly screamed at the pleasure that shook my body. My hands searched desperately for something to cling to, they found Mello's back and I let my nails dig into the flesh.

I opened my eyes to see his own half lidded with lust, his blonde locks plastered to his face with sweat. I reached my hand down to my leaking member and began to stroke myself but he slapped my hand away replacing it with his own.

He leaned over me panting and moaning into my ear as his slightly damp locks tickled my neck and shoulder. He bit down on my neck and I cried out. "I'm...so close."

"Me too," he replied his voice glazed in lust.

I was lost in the sounds of slapping skin and our combined moans. There was no where on this earth I would rather be. I couldn't believe this was happening. Never had I thought Mello would actually have sex with me. Sure I had had my fair share of fantasies of this moment but now it was reality.

I rose my hips to meet Mello's frantic thrusts and for the second time that night I lost it spilling my seed across both of our chests. I screamed his name as I came.

He followed suit and came shortly afterward, riding out his orgasm. "Mail!" He moaned.

I soaked in every syllable of my name, it sounded so perfect from his lips.

Exhausted he pulled out of me and collapsed over me. I wrapped my arms around him and rolled us onto our sides. He pulled me closer and kissed my forehead. "I love you," He whispered.

My emerald eyes opened wide at the words. Did Mello really just say that to me? No. That wasn't possible. There was no way he felt that way towards me. He is drunk, my mind reminded me. I looked up with my mouth open to reply but I found him fast asleep. I closed my lips and rested my head on his chest before falling asleep myself.

There is chapter one for you. Again this is my first lemon so please tell me what you thought. Also I'll apologize in advance for any grammatical errors or misspelled words. Nobody's perfect and I pretty far from it. Any way if you want me to keep writing review.