Naughty, naughty
Chapter 4 here!
Finally. Sorry for the delay. I hope this is good enough.
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Enjoy!
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"W-what the fuck, Matt!"
Mello's hands were nicely handcuffed on his back, now stuck on the bars by a certain redhead freak.
"What are you doing? Unlock this fucking thing right now!" Mello pulled his hands, making loud sounds of the handcuff hitting the steel bars.
"Well seems like you've been naughty here, Mells. You know what they do to naughty boys like you, hmm?", Matt whispered teasingly on Mello's ears, making the blond shiver a those words.
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"Matt! Fuck! Stop talking nonsense and release me now!"
Matt bit the ear softly, then continued,
"They give them punishments.. for being naughty.."
Mello closed his eyes at the emphasized words, he could feel the other's breath on his neck and ears. Mello hissed with a lower voice,
"M-Matt, fucking release me right now, or..." he took a sharp inhale of breath.
"Or what?" Matt brushed his tongue on Mello's neck, "Hmm..?"
With the help of a hand, Mello's head was turned around in an awkward position to face Matt, who crushed his lips on Mello's. After a minute or so, he pulled his lips back, making both of them gasping for air.
One of the Matt's hand snaked to the front and placed it on Mello's thin waist, pulling it closer to himself. Matt's fingers traced circles on Mello's part of the stomach which isn't covered by his vest.
"It's been a long time, Mells, I miss you."
Mello made a rather disgusted face, not liking the words. Those words reminded him of one of Misa's popular cheesy drama on the TV. The one which with the prince and a lost princess from the country far far away, and they live happily ever after. Yuck.
Before Mello could make any protest, Matt pulled the blond again in a hungry kiss, lips pushed even harder, kiss became deeper. Matt's tongue played his tongue, tried to force his way inside his 'best friend's' mouth. Best Friends, that's what people call them since they're still in the Wammy's. But for them, they are always something more than just a best friend. Nobody else understands them as well as each other. Although it's not official, they've never confessed to each other, nor to speak any word of love. It's simply not their thing.
Matt pushed in, but of course not without resistance. Mello responded by fighting back the tongue, fighting for dominance, for it's the only thing he could do in this helpless situation. The tongues clash, touched each other, tasting, savoring each other in a heated battle. Taste of chocolate mixed with cigarette lingered on their tongues.
Feeling their lungs screaming for air, they pulled back a bit, both gasping and panting. Matt planted another chaste kiss, then moved to the corner of the lips, and moved lower to the jawline, then to the neck. He kissed and suck, once in a while grazing his teeth and bite softly, leaving a hickey that would be visible for days. Mello let out a pleasured sigh, and felt a hand snaked around his waist and twirling on the smooth skin under the vest.
"Look at what you're wearing, barely enough to cover this hot body of yours, what a slutty boy." Matt reached his hands higher inside the vest, caressing the lithe body.
"Actually Mells, I lied about not watching you from the security camera. Being honest, you looked way better without this."
Matt tugged the hem of Mello's leather vest, then moved his fingers to find the zipper, and slowly pulled it open. Another hand moved under the vest to meet Mello's nipple, and played with the nub.
"F-fuck you Matt." Mello closed his eyes enjoying the sensations given by Matt on his neck and torso.
"You're welcome." Matt removed the black vest from the slender body, pushed it down to the handcuffed hands.
Both of Matt's hands are now playing with Mello's pinkish nub from behind, pulling and twirling, making the blond writhed in pleasure. Then one of the hand moved lower, his fingers trailed slowly the plane of his chest, past his slightly protruding ribs, to his abs and navel, then to the hem of Mello's black pants. He teased a bit the skin here and there. Mello's face were flushed red. He never thought he'll be in a situation like this. He's not the submissive one, especially in this kind of things! He's supposed to be number one! The controlling one, the dominating, the...
"Fuck Ma-aah-aat!"
Mello felt a hand placed down there on his groin, feeling the hard warmth there. Matt loved that sound, and decided to make him produce that sound again. Mello cursed what Matt did,
'Seriously, Matt's going to have my revenge, He's going to..'
All of his thoughts were thrown out of his head as his brain concentrated solely not to release any more sound of pleasure. The hand teased and rubbed a bit, and slipped inside his tight pants. Mello had to bit his lips, hard, when Matt's fingers gripped his length directly, then rubbed it a bit.
"Not wearing any underwear?" Matt got even more aroused finding his lover not wearing anything beneath his tight leather pants. He poked his nose to his writhing male's neck, "Hmm, I love your way of wearing clothes."
Matt, removed his hand, and unbuttoned the offending pants, then pulled it all the way down to the ankle. Matt took a moment to admire the view in front of him. Feeling the warmth behind him moved away, Mello slowly turned his head behind him, then suddenly feeling self conscious of being watched by his 'supposed-to-be-best-friend' with his goggled eyes.
Matt licked his lips, and removed his striped long sleeved T-shirt, then continued teasing his victim, attacking the neck while playing with his nipple with one hand.
"You look absolutely edible.", Matt whispered lowly, smirking at his prey.
The other hand moved low and caressed Mello's thin hips and pale thighs, his buttocks and inner thighs, his navel and his ball sack, but never touching the attention deprived member. Clinks of the handcuffs pulled against the bars echoed on the prison room.
Now, it's getting all physical. The redhead moved his long fingers to Mello's gasping mouth. Desperate from the teasing, Mello sucked the fingers on his lips, hoping that it could distract him. He twirled his tongue, making it all wet. But before he knew it, the fingers are already pulled out, and moved to his neck, down to his chest and stomach, leaving slightly wet trail of saliva, continuing to his hips, thigh, his crack of his ass, and finally, to his entrance.
Mello held his breath as he felt cold fingers poking his sensitive area. Suddenly his body tensed, one finger already pushed inside his virgin entrance. Nobody has ever, nobody dared, or even thought, to touch this part of his body, except this certain redhead freak.
It felt... weird, at first, but as the finger pushed deeper and wiggled a bit, it isn't that bad. He inhaled sharply when suddenly another finger were pushed in. This time it's a bit painful. But he's Mello, and this little pain did nothing to him. The fingers scissored his inside then the third finger were also inside. He squirmed at the initial pain, which slowly disappeared replaced by pleasure. Matt stretched his hole a bit, and then wiggled again. He moved his fingers, trying to find something, a little thing that they said will make even the toughest men to...
"A-aaah!" Mello arched his back against the bars, his attempt to hold the sounds from his throat failed miserably.
'Hey, found it!'
Matt brushed against it one more time, making the blond throw his head back in pleasure. The fingers pushed once again, making Mello letting out a strangled moan.
When Matt was just thinking about grazing it one more time, Mello turned his head to face his torturer with evil expression, angry like a lion disturbed from his sleep. He sent death glare, and hissed with ragged breaths,
"F-fucking bastard! Nnn... stop messing with me!"
Mello scowled with an angry aroused expression on his reddish face. With that Matt's eyes widened a bit. He looked so... hot.
And then it broke loose. Matt pulled his fingers out from Mello's hole, then without thinking tore his own pants down. Matt's hand snaked forward on the hips to pull the slim figure closer to him, then pushed the head of his member to Mello's entrance. Mello let out a loud moan at the intrusion. Matt stopped a bit hearing Mello's voice, he wasn't really sure how it was supposed to be, afraid that he'll hurt, or damage this gorgeous creature. He hesitated a bit, afraid that he made a mistake, then waited for a response.
"P-push it deeper!" Mello almost screamed impatiently. The tip isn't enough for him.
"B-but does it hurt? Because I ..."
"Who do you think I am? A fucking barbie? Just put it in!"
Matt growled deeply near Mello's ear, happy that he didn't do anything wrong. "As..." he thrust a bit.
"Your... wish!", he sheathed the whole length of his member inside the tight hole. Both of the boy groaned.
They stopped moving, trying to adjust themselves, not to cum too soon. And after a few seconds, the redhead moved, just a little bit at first.
"Oh hell, move!" Mello yelled while biting his lips at this mixture of pain and pleasure.
The voice encouraged Matt to move faster, to slide in and out of the warm, tight body. His hole is so tight, so slick. Then he angled his thrusts to find something, the nub he found before. Matt thrust experimentally to find it, he went in and out, and in and out, every time eliciting a moan from the sweating boy beneath him. He pushed a bit upward, and this time Mello let out a particular loud gasp, followed by heavy pants,
"Th-there! Do it again!"
Matt pounded hard at him at the exact same angle, making the boy screamed louder. He loved this sound, that sound really turned him on. Matt bit Mello's neck, and thrust harder. Mello screamed again at the new feeling, the feeling of someone filling him. Pre-cum dripped from his own cock at the sensation throughout his body. He suddenly felt his legs shook, unable to hold the weight of his own body. Before he dropped, Mello felt a hand on one of his thighs, holding it high to make him steady, while opened the access to his entrance wider. And another hand gripped his cock, in a very pleasurable way. Just the feeling of the hands itself brought Mello close to his climax.
"Fuck, ahhh... fuck Matt, I... no, ahh go-gonna!" Mello found himself suddenly unable to produce even a simple sentence.
"Yes, hhh... me too." Matt whispered in uneven breath near his neck, keep biting and sucking.
"Now, you cum for me, baby."
Hearing his own words used at him made Mello shudder, and released while mouthing Matt's name. He made messy squirts to the concrete floor, to the chair and his vest. The powerful climax made his muscles grip on Matt's cock getting harder. Matt too, couldn't hold it any longer at such tightness, released deep inside the blond's body.
A few seconds after their high, Mello dropped to the floor, seated while his hand still cuffed behind him, followed by Matt. Everything was silent except for their uneven loud breaths. After a few minutes, the breaths getting more even and controlled, Matt reached to Mello's seated body, and hugged him from behind.
"Idiot..." the blond mumbled weakly.
"No hugging!" Mello squirmed a little, but his body is to tired to release himself from Matt's hug. "And unlock the cuff now."
"No." the gamer replied shortly.
"What?"
"Well now that you said so, I should enjoy this moment longer."
The hug got tighter. Mello sighed in resignation, and rested for a while...
He woke up, feeling a bit cold.
'Must've slept for a while'.
When he wanted to move, he felt his hands still attached to the metal bars.
'Oh yes, that bastard Matt.'
He looked behind him to see his friend smoking on a chair, already fully clothed, looking at him.
"Hi there Mells, awake now?"
"Hey! Can you fucking remove this now?" Mello tugged his hands a bit to show Matt.
"Oh yes, the key." he stood up, and reached his hand inside his pocket. "Uhh, but Mello, seems like I lost the key.."
Mello's eyes widened, "What?"
"Just kidding" Matt chuckled a bit, held the keys on the tip of his fingers. "But you do look so beautiful there, flushed and sleeping peacefully. I could look at you forever."
"Stop talking stupid things."
"Okay okay.." Matt walked to the sitting boy, then unlocked the handcuff. Mello rubbed his wrist a bit.
"Now maybe I should call the guards that our 'meeting' is over." Matt pressed a few buttons on his cellphone, then talked to someone.
Meanwhile...
"Ouch!" Mello sat back on the floor. Matt took a look at him worriedly.
"Shit, that hurts!" Mello tried to reach for his pants on the floor, but couldn't move because of the searing pain from his ass.
"Hey, are you okay?" Matt tried to help him stand up.
"Hell everything was okay till you cuffed me and fuck me like a horny freak, idiot!", he said as he tried to stand up. With Matt's hand holding under his arms, he stood up, but fell again.
Suddenly the door opened, and 2 guards that took them earlier came in, finding Matt holding a naked Mello.
"H-hey, are you okay... oh shoot! Jesus Christ, don't say you two.."
Mello blushed, and spat "S-shut up and just help me right here!"
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The door of the corridor N opened, revealing 2 guards holding a limping Mello.
"Hey, blondie's back!" a voice cried out from one of the cells.
"Oh it took so long, what did... Oh, what happened to you?" one of the prisoners asked, but ignored by Mello.
"Right, why are you limping? Are your legs hurt?" another man asked.
"What? Who hurt you? That guy should really get some of my fist." the tattooed man punched the wall.
The guards has reached Mello's cell, then opened the door, and helped him to sit on his bed. He winced a bit when he bent a bit to sit. He sighed, and put his abused sore ass carefully on his bed, then sighed again as he rested his head on the pillow.
"Oi answer the question blondie!" Mello scowled a bit, disturbed by noisy voices. He really didn't want to respond to any of them right now.
"H-hey, by the way, are you going to finish the show?", one voice asked expectantly.
Mello finally exploded, "Just shut the fuck up and jerk yourself off!"
Everyone fell silent, and pretended to do other things. Except one...
"M-master?", the sitting leashed man asked in a low voice. He indeed hasn't moved a bit from where he left him. He wanted to move and pat him, but he was way too tired and sore.
"You can release the leash now, but tomorrow I want you to put it on yourself, okay?"
The leashed man nodded obediently. Leaving Mello resting on his bed. He has made a revenge plan right after he walked back to Corridor N.
'And Matt's really going to get my revenge.'
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To be continued.
End of chapter 4. Wow finally. My first MattxMello. Hope you like it. :)
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