Mello was standing in the kitchen when he heard the light padding of feet making their way down the hall. When he heard them stop at the door, he turned around slowly so as not to startle the teen. He saw red hair peaking around the corner before the boy slowly entered the room, shoulders hunched and head down.

Well, well, wasn't this a surprise? He hadn't even tried to run.

For the first time he really took in his new guest's appearance. He was tall and lanky, though still not quite as tall as Mello, and his hair was a distinct shade of red. When Mello curled his finger, motioning for him to come closer, he obediently did so. The blond used his arms to trap the redhead against the counter, much the same way as he had in the alley. He brought their faces closer, forcing their eyes to meet and noting the intense emerald eyes staring back at him.

"What's your name?"

"Matt." He said it quietly, almost a whisper.

"I'm Mello." He smirked as Matt looked down again, nervous and jittery.

"So you're umm… you're…" He couldn't seem to bring himself to say the word, like that might somehow make it more real. He didn't seem terrified, though there was a hint of apprehension judging from his posture.

Instead of answering, Mello brought his lips to his neck and let sharp teeth brush the sensitive flesh there. He smirked as Matt quickly brought his hands between them and tried to push him way, closing his eyes tight and turning his head away. This only gave Mello better access as he kissed the spot instead of biting. Green eyes wide, Matt looked up at him questioningly, pulse pounding.

Mello smirked, leaning to whisper in his ear. "So why didn't you run?" He nibbled on the redhead's sensitive lobe, enjoying the blush he saw when he pulled back.

"I don't have anywhere to go." He glanced down, looking ashamed.

"No family?" Mello was smiling again, lifting his chin to see into emerald eyes. Matt nodded no, confirming the blonde's hopes.

"So, no one's looking for you?" Another nod.

"So if I were to do this…" Mello touched their lips, softly at first, then harder as he pulled the boy closer. Matt didn't push him way but he didn't respond either, simply closing his eyes until Mello broke away. "…No one will stop me?"

"No." Guided by Mello's hands, he wrapped his arms around the blonde's neck.

"Not even you?" Their lips were centimeters apart as he waited for a reply.

His answer came even softer this time. "No, but—" It was all Mello needed to hear as he brought their mouths together for the second time, this time receiving a response in return. His hands slipped down over the curve of Matt's ass, moving his legs to wrap around his waist. The redhead's breathing picked up as Mello tightened his grip, pressing their bodies together. It was where they had left off in the alley, Matt's body curled around his.

When Mello licked at his lips, he obediently opened to let the blonde's tongue explore. He couldn't be coaxed to do the same though, not doing more than moving his mouth in response. Mello only kissed deeper, lifting him up to carry him back into the bedroom.

After being turned, he'd found that bloodlust had almost completely replaced any lust for people's bodies. It was like drinking from them took away their appeal, but with Matt it only made him more attractive. For once it wasn't just the blood he wanted, though the redhead's pulse still tempted the back of his mind, it was Matt himself.

Kicking off his boots, he made his way to the bed, a king-size with black silk sheets. He slid Matt easily onto the middle, not slowing down his kisses. When they next broke for air, the redhead gripped his shoulders to stop him.

"Mello, w-wait." He took a minute to catch his breath but Mello assaulted his mouth again and kissed deeper despite Matt's muffled protests to stop. "Mmmph—wait!"

This time Mello growled before stopping. "Why?"

"I… I need a place to stay…" Mello paused to consider what he'd heard. Was that why he was being so compliant? Because he wanted to trade his body for a place to live? Well Mello certainly didn't mind as he hadn't intended on letting the redhead leave soon anyway.

"Of course." With that he ended the conversation with a chaste kiss before continuing down his neck. Matt flinched slightly but relaxed when Mello only kissed and sucked, never once letting his teeth touch skin. When he slipped his hands under the teen's shirt though, Matt's pulse suddenly shot up and his eyes went wide before he relaxed again. The same thing happened twice more as Mello removed his shirt and kissed up his chest.

Each time Matt would start to relax and close his eyes, before abruptly panicking and snapping his eyes open. It was almost like he was checking to make sure Mello hadn't been replaced by someone else. It finally clicked in Mello's head what was going on and he moved back up to look in Matt's eyes.

"Who was he?"

Matt only looked away, his first show of real defiance. "Who was who?"

Mello turned his head back to face him. "The person who raped you."