"Matty."
A groan sounded as the red head turned over onto his stomach.
"…. Matt."
Still no response, apart from the waved hand and the mumbled "Fuck off." It was too early for Matt, way too early and Mello knew that. Matt didn't do mornings. That didn't stop the hands grabbing his exposed wrists, forcing them behind his back, causing the red head to jolt awake. Fully alert now.
"What are you doing?"
"Oh. I see we've finally decided to listen and wake up. Have a nice sleep, did you?"
Matt turned his head to look at his lover. Instead his face was pushed hard into the pillow. He was dragged up by his hair, causing him to gasp loudly.
"What?"
"I said. Have a nice sleep?" The blonde repeated, deadly calm even with his fingers tangled in Matt's hair. "You know, Matty, you really should start paying attention. Anyway. Time to get up."
Matt frowned, though he was beginning to feel a little fear. Mello's voice held the distinct tone of anger. Now it was up to Matt to figure out what that was. Before he could start thinking he was tugged up painfully, and off the bed.
"Ow! Mello, what the fuck?!"
Mello ignored him, growling as he yanked at the red hair, feeling his arousal grow as he heard Matt's pained whimper. Stepping forwards he began to push Matt out of the room and into his study.
"Matt. Do me a favour."
"… Okay… What?"
His breath caught as he was shoved in front of a monitor. "Read."
The red head frowned again and began to skim the words with his eyes. Mello growled and tugged his head up, biting his ear. Matt couldn't help the moan as his heart beat faster. "Read. It. Out. Loud."
Matt nodded, biting his lip. "Sorry.."
He was shoved forwards again before hearing a click, turning his head he spotted the handcuffs that had been placed around his wrists. "Mell?"
"Shut the fuck up and read, Mail." He growled, looping a rope through the cuffs.
Matt swallowed, turning his head back to the screen.
He took one look at the sender of the email and cursed silently under his breath. Right, better just to get this over and done with.
"To, – Ahh!"
Mello calmly lifted the belt up smiling. A nasty welt appearing where it had struck. "Carry on."
Matt bit his lip, forcing himself to carry on. Every time he began to read Mello would continuously mark him with the leather strap. The sensations caused him to cry out, gasp, whimper and occasionally moan.
"To, NinjaMatt…
Thank you for getting in touch. Yes, we need the best hacker we can find and we were told by a good source that you're that hacker. I'm sorry I didn't disclose any information on the job. All will be revealed when you arrive.
The destination is 240, Jargon Road, near the bus depot.
I trust you will not let us down. Thank you again for taking on the job
Regards
Mr. Pisco."
By the time Matt got to the end of the email his backside stung. He determined in his head that bruising was imminent and that it was probably already colouring. It didn't help the fact that he'd had to read the email three times due to stopping.
Mello shifted around, pulling his head up to see tears prickling the green eyes.
"Awh. Guapo. Did that hurt?"
Matt would have swung for him and that damn patronizing voice, had he not been cuffed. "No. I was remembering a soppy film I watched last night." His words dripped sarcasm which Mello met with an angry glare.
Taking up the belt again he delivered a final blow. Metal on skin. The blond sadist took great pleasure in hearing Matt's scream echo through the study.