la de dahhh, don't own these characters (wish I did) you know the drill, more chapters soon to come
Mello awoke and cursed. He untangled himself from his silk ivory covers and threw a pillow at the boy that was still sleeping in his bed.
"Wake up!" he practically yelled at the latent form. The boy looked up resignedly, giving Mello a mystified look.
"Mello…what? Why are you yelling, baby?" The boy asked, tears gathering in the corners of his eyes.
"We're over Near." Mello told the small pale beauty. "I can't take this anymore, it's nothing against you, I just can't be in a relationship right now, I need freedom"
Near's eyes narrowed as he looked up at his nude lover. "You're leaving me…because you don't want commitment? Okay fine" Near's voice intensified. "Go out tonight and fuck every man you see, cause' you're not fucking COMMITED anymore, Mello. Fuck you." With that trifling outburst Near got up from the bed and gathered his clothing from various places around the room.
Near only glanced back at Mello once before he left the apartment, slamming the door viciously in his wake.
Mello smirked, planning to do exactly what Near had suggested.
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The dirty wet pavement shimmered in the eerie glow of the streetlights. Mello walked slowly, taking his time. Knowing very well his destination. He was free, and he was going to have fun. He saw a large, looming, warehouse coming up on his right. Its huge industrial facade making everything else around it look small and luxurious in comparison. Mello arrived, stopping at the door and pushing the small black button that was just to the left of the entrée.
A tiny female voice came out of the speaker that was located right above it, "Welcome to … where you darkest fantasies come to light, password please?"
Mello glanced behind his shoulder to make sure that no one was around; when he was satisfied he put his mouth up to the speaker and murmured "Apples"
"Access granted" the voice said coolly.
The door slid open a foot or so, just enough to allow Mello to pass.
Mello slipped through the icy metal and slid the door shut behind him. He was immediately greeted by an overly energized blonde. Her mood dramatically contrasted the somber ambience of the place.
"My name is Misa Aname," She cheerfully said, before lapsing into a dour expression at the overly used phrase, "What can I do to help you bring your darkest fantasy to light?" She grimaced.
He looked at her, a slight smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. "Lemme see what you got." He said, a slight air of arrogance tainted with desire hidden in his husky voice.
"Follow me" she said, in a sensual, robotic, practiced voice. He felt a slight stirring in his pants at the thought of what soon was to come. She turned on her heel and he followed her eagerly. The morbid titanium hallway they were in only led to one place; a bolted door at the end of the corridor.
They crossed the threshold and entered a poorly-lit room, with rusted cages littering here and there. Some were empty, some not. The one's that weren't empty housed a variety of pathetic souls. Scarcely clothed and by the looks of it under fed, they eyed Mello with a mixture of hunger and longing. Longing for what, Mellow couldn't tell. The sight of them was dismal but turned Mello on.
He kept walking until he caught a hint of vibrant red hair. He leaned in closer to get a better look. What he saw made him almost stagger back; pale skin shone slightly, petal lips pursed slightly at the invasion of privacy. A tall and wiry frame made his tattered black and white striped shirt hang loosely on him, ski goggles hung limply from his neck.
"Hey!" Misa said, questioning why Mello was just standing there, staring at the old, forgotten cage in the corner.
The stunning red head looked up sharply at Misa, a look of resentment crossing his face briefly, before his pale skin settled back and his face was back to its usual stoic expression.
Mello's mouth was hanging slightly open and he wasted no time in stating his 'new' darkest fantasy, now involving the pale beauty inhabiting the filthy cage.
"Misa-san, I want him, how much?" he demanded the question rather than asking, lust clouding his blue eyes.
Misa glanced at the figure that Mello was pointing to; a look of confusion passed her visage.
"You want…him?" She spat, almost vitriolically.
"Yes, I want him." Mello hissed back at her. Who wouldn't want him? He thought, not even being able to comprehend why someone wouldn't. He was gorgeous.
"200 yen per hour" she said, as she started to casually walk to the cage.
"Fine.."
"Get in." Mello demanded. Matt gave him a reproachful look but got in anyway.
They drove in silence, Mello slamming his foot on the gas of the sleek black porche 911, zooming them though the city, gathering dirty looks from inopportune pedestrians the whole way.
"So, what's your name?" Mello inquired, not expecting an answer.
Matt gave him a hate-filled look and stunned Mello by replying, "Matt."
"Heh, I might as well give you mine, Mello. I want you to scream it when I'm pounding into you." Mello said cockily.
Matt looked away, apparently disgusted, but Mello could've sworn he saw a light blush dust the bridge of Mello's nose. Mello smirked and kept on speeding their way to his apartment.
Mello suddenly slammed on the brakes, pulling into an expansive driveway that led to a huge apartment complex. Since it was late, there were only one or two late night smokers loitering outside, casually making light conversation as they stood, wearing nothing but bathrobes and raising the lit fags to their mouths every once in a while.
Mello swung into a parking space and glanced over at Matt. Matt was sitting with his hands clutched tightly together in his lap, his knuckles white against his pale skin, and his blue veins popping out.
"Relax my pet" Mello purred, rubbing Matt's leg lightly. "We're here"
They made their way up to Mello's penthouse. As soon as Matt made it through the door Mello slammed him to the wall. He kicked the door closed and started to roughly nip and kiss Matt's lips. Matt whimpered slightly, Mello being too hard on his lips.
Mello growled and shoved his knee between Matt's legs and ground it hard against Matt's crotch. Matt closed his eyes tight, the sensation being almost too much. He started to shift his hips shyly against the knee.
"Oh, so you do like this?" Mello growled, flicking his tongue against Matt's exposed neck. "I knew it, you're nothing more than a whore" Mello smirked and bit Matt's lip hard enough to draw blood, "But I like it that way"
Fear crossed Matt's face for a brief second, but then was replaced with a rebellious look bordering on the edge of anger. Mello realized that he was going to have to work at Matt, and he wasn't going to give in so easily to Mello's every whim.
