I'M SO SORRY I JUST REALISED THAT I UPLOADED THE NEW CHAPTERS TO THE WRONG STORIES, PLEASE FORGIVE ME! (New chapter coming soon)
Warning: This fanfiction is now rated M because of this chapter... It just sort of happened, and if you're not comfortable with graphic content then I suggest you skip this one. I hope you all like it!
It wasn't long before Maya discovered just how bad things had gotten with Mello. He was hardly ever around and, when he was out, Maya was under strict orders not to leave the house. In fact, she wasn't even allowed to walk by windows in case someone saw her and, as a result, the house was constantly consumed by darkness. Maya could feel herself slowly going crazy, and the tense atmosphere between her and Mello certainly wasn't helping things.
Maya also couldn't help but notice the lack of sleep Mello seemed to be getting. Of course, there was always the chance that he slept at the mafia hideout, since he seemed to spend a majority of his time there anyway, but the progressively dark bags under his eyes told another story. Maya also noticed how, with each passing day since she had returned to stay with him, his mood grew worse and worse. Maya was beginning to wonder if he really even wanted her there in the first place.
Her eyes snapped open one night to the sound of the front door opening, and she felt herself freeze up in the fear that someone had broken in. Then, she remembered that she had definitely locked the front door and that who ever it was had a key. Her fear rose considerably at the idea of Mello catching her, sleeping in his bed. In Maya's defence, it was such a lovely bed and someone had to sleep in it. Besides, she was hardly going to sleep on a sofa when there was an empty bed available to her.
She lay stiffly and waited for the bedroom door to open and expose her, but it never did. After some time, Maya hesitantly lifted herself out of the bed and cracked open the bedroom door an inch. She saw Mello, lying on the couch that her body used to occupy. Confusion rang through her and she wondered what on earth he was doing. He let out a sigh and let his head fall to the side, his eyes slowly sliding open and focusing on her.
"Why are you awake?" Mello asked quietly. His voice sounded hoarse and it was clear that he'd had a long day. Maya was quiet for a moment as she decided which of her many questions was most important.
"Why are you sleeping out here?" She finally asked of him. Mello slowly turned his head back to the front and his eyes slid closed once again.
"Because you're sleeping in my bed. Obviously." Maya wondered how he even knew that she was sleeping in his bed. Then again, it was Mello, and he seemed to always know everything. She both admired and feared that about him.
"How did you know that?" She asked, trying to keep her voice even although she was ever so slightly worried that he was angry with her. Mello didn't answer her at first, and Maya thought he had fallen asleep.
"I do come home sometimes, you know. Besides, it's my room. Of course I would know." Maya gave up after that, deciding it was best to give in and avoid making Mello angry. Maya quietly walked towards him and reached out for his hand, her fingers wrapping gently around him. His eyes shot open and he looked up at her questioningly.
Although he would never tell her, Mello was terrified. He was terrified that he would hurt her again, either physically or mentally, and he wasn't sure he could deal with the consequences. He had been a complete mess of guilt and shame since he had left a mark around her neck and, though it had faded, it was engrained permanently in his memory. How could she forgive him?
"You should sleep in your bed. You look exhausted." Maya told him quietly and Mello followed her obediently, too tired to argue. She led him back into his bedroom and, to Mello's surprise, closed the door behind her. Was she staying?
She told him to sit down on the bed and he did so, watching her carefully as she walked towards him. His breath caught in his throat when her fingers took hold of the zipper of his vest, slowly pulling it down and exposing his lean figure. She slipped it off his shoulders and pulled it away from his body, turning and placing it carefully on top of his dresser.
"Maya-," Mello muttered when she turned back towards him, but she placed her fingers against his lips and hushed him. He froze at the feel of them and for a moment, she simply looked at him. What was that Mello saw in her eyes? Although Maya would never tell him, it was love.
After a few achingly long seconds passed by, Maya carefully took her fingers away from his lips and moved her hands down to the top of his leather trousers. Without hesitance, she pulled on each end of the laces that held them up, untying them. She began to pull them off but before she could, Mello's hand shot down to still her. She glanced up at him questioningly and he looked at her sheepishly.
"I, uh… I'm not wearing anything, under these…" He muttered, annoyed at the heat that rushed to his face. Was he embarrassed? Maya pretended not to notice it and, to return the gesture, Mello ignored the equally horrific colour that rose on her cheeks.
Maya's thoughts swirled around chaotically for a long moment before she came to a conclusion in her mind. She loved Mello. She had loved him for a number of years, and she decided that there was perhaps no better way than this to tell him. Of course, this was not what she had intended. All she had planned to do was help him get more comfortable for bed. However, now that indecent thoughts whirled erratically in her mind, she wasn't sure she could silence them through her will power alone. No, this was what she wanted. Needed.
Watching her carefully as she leant in towards him, Mello's eyes widened when he realised her intentions. Before he could protest her lips were on his and his breath was knocked out of him. He had often thought of her lips, but fuck, he hadn't thought they would be this soft. She moved them gently against his and without realising it, Mello moved his back against hers. Maya could feel the hesitancy in his kiss and felt determination bubble within her. She wanted this, and she needed to show that to Mello.
She ran her tongue slowly along his lip and he accidentally let out a moan, opening his mouth to her. When her tongue clashed with his, all his precautions were thrown to the wind and he reached up his arms to wrap around her waist. Without the support of his arms behind him, Mello found himself falling back against the bed and, though he had not intended it, Maya went falling back with him. She quickly corrected the situation, crawling on top of him and straddling his waist, making sure not to separate their heated kiss as she went.
His fingers dug into the skin of her hips as her lips finally left his, moving down over his jagged scar and kissing along his jawline. She moved lower and bit down gently on his collarbone, the way his fingers gripped her tighter spurring her actions further. She lapped over the skin as he breathed raggedly beneath her, engulfed in silent pleasure.
Maya sat back up and Mello watched, entranced as she looked down at him with lust filled eyes. Her fingers gripped the bottom of her t-shirt and she lifted it over her head quickly, her breasts bouncing free as her lack of bra was exposed to him. His heart hammered loudly inside his chest and for the first time in a long time, Mello was nervous.
He didn't know why, exactly. He certainly wasn't a virgin and, by the looks of things, neither was she. This shouldn't have been a big deal, but Mello couldn't help but feel there was an overwhelming amount of pressure weighing down on them. Consequences lingering just below the surface, but he didn't want to think about that. All he wanted to think about was the way her breasts looked as they were exposed before him, moonlight flooding over her body and accentuating every curve she had to offer.
His arms still wrapped around her, he lifted himself up and wrapped his mouth around one of her nipples, his tongue flicking over the nub and eliciting a sharp gasp from Maya. Her hands trailed around to the back of his neck and her fingers wrapped around the strands of hair there, pulling on them gently as he sucked at the bud. He moved one of his hands up to rub over her other nipple, pinching it gently.
Another quiet gasp left her mouth and he sucked harder, wanting to hear her moan. He wanted to hear something in his head other than the strangled sound that escaped her when his hands had been around her neck. He wanted to hear anything other than that god-forsaken sound. Spurred on by his sudden anger, he bit down harshly on the erect bud and finally, Maya let a moan slip out of her throat. Her hands travelled farther into his hair and she pulled tightly, her head falling back in pleasure.
Mello could feel the growing bulge in his pants and he was almost certain that she could feel it too. His suspicions were proven correct when she grinded her hips down against him and they both moaned in sync, completely entranced in one another. After a moment of pure torture, Maya pushed him back down to the mattress and climbed back off of him. She returned her hands to the sides of his pants and this time, Mello did not try to stop her when she pulled them down and freed his throbbing erection. She discarded them to the floor before pulling off her own shorts and Mello watched as they slid down her long legs.
He crawled backwards, further onto the mattress, his eyes locked on her the entire time. His breath caught in his throat when her fingers pushed under the band of her panties and then those too were shimmied down her legs. They pooled in a heap at her feet and she stepped out of them. Mello could feel himself growing impossibly harder at the sight of her walking towards him, her hips swaying sensuously and her body bare to him.
Maya climbed back on top of him and leant down to kiss him, their tongues battling viciously as she moved over his length, the head of him just barely grazing her entrance. Without disconnecting their lips she reached down between them and took a hold of his erection and Mello moaned into their kiss. She lined him up against her and then sunk her hips down onto him, unintentionally breaking their kiss as inch after inch of him was engulfed inside of her at a deliciously slow pace. Maya threw her head back with a moan and Mello let out a low groan, his fingers digging into her hips and helping her down.
When he was buried deep inside of her Maya steadied herself, placing her hands on his chest for support before she rose slowly on him and then sunk back down. Mello silently guided her hips, increasing their pace gradually until she was bouncing roughly on him. Her nails dug into his chest and her fingers dragged down over his torso, angry red marks left in their wake. Mello's hips began to thrust up to meet her and she let out a loud moan as he hit a spot deep inside of her.
He lifted himself up into a sitting position, his arms wrapping back around her waist as he continued to rock them gently. Her breasts were crushed against his chest and her fingers raked roughly through his hair as their mouths found each other once more. They breathed in each other's moans and pants and, with one final, hard thrust of his hips, Maya clenched uncontrollably around him and let out an achingly long moan in the form of his name. Her climax sent Mello over the edge and he lowered his head, groaning into her collarbone as he came inside of her.
Mello slowed his thrusts until his hips stopped completely and he panted against her skin. Maya lay her head on the top of his as she caught her breath, her fingers caressing his hair much more gently now. After a long moment Maya climbed off of Mello and collapsed beside him, curling her body into him as he lay back on the mattress. His breathing was still heavy as his breath slowly returned to him and Maya trailed her eyes carefully over his body, taking the moment to memorise every inch of him.
Mello gradually rolled onto his side before he looked over to Maya's dishevelled form and he smiled lazily at her, his mind still hazy. He realised they were still lying horizontally on the bed and he quietly told Maya to get into bed properly. She pulled herself around and under the covers and felt warmth bubble up inside of her as she watched him crawl over her and slip into the bed beside her.
A million questions raced through Mello's mind as Maya rested her head against his chest, but for now he focused on her steady breathing and the sweet smell that hung in the room. He vaguely noticed that the bed smelt like her and he wondered how long she had been sleeping in here. He wondered if Maya slept in his bed because she was lonely, or perhaps afraid that someone would come for her at night when she was alone.
Mello felt a pang of guilt at the realisation that he hadn't been protecting her, and he needed to see to that immediately. But for the moment, he was content to lie beside her and drift off into a peaceful sleep. Everything else, Mello decided, could wait until the morning.
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