Empty Threat

"Matt get off your lazy ass or so help me I will shoot you!" Mello raged, yet again. Matt ignored the screaming blond, like always, and continued to play his game, again like always. Mello cocked the gun. "Matt. Get. Up. Now." Matt's eyes never left the screen of his PSP. "It's all empty threats Mello. You'll never shoot me." Cool metal touched the gamer's temple. "Oh yea?" The blond questioned, growling low in Matt's ear. "Yea." Matt shrugged surprisingly blasé about having a gun pressed to his head. "What makes you say that Matty?" Mello's voice was alarmingly calm. Matt decided to continue to press his luck. "Who else is going to let you shove your dick up their ass?" As Mello pinned him to the couch covering him with rough kisses and bites Matt smirked. He loved Mello's empty threats.