Yesh, I passed the 800...wahahaha...I slept a lot yesterday and woke up really late...These few chapters were done listening to Nothing On You, by BOB and Bruno Mars...Please enjoy :)
A Bad Case
Tomorrow is going to be hell, I thought with a frown to myself. It was late, a little passed one, but I still couldn't fall asleep, rolling from one side to another, my mind in turbulence. As the clock stroked two, I finally gave up on sleep and laid quietly in my mess of blankets and pillows, cuddling to my stuffed animal, it was a sheep, white and curly all over, my favorite since it was the softest. Childishly, I started patting it on the head tenderly, as if it could actually feel my touches. My mood elevated a little, as I stared at its almost animated looking black eyes, quietly I began whispering murmurs to it, amusing myself, conjuring an imaginary conversation.
"Hello Mr. Sheep,"
"Hi Near," I said with a higher pitched voice, pretending the toy was answering me. "It's really late, you should go to sleep."
"But I can't sleep, Mr. Sheep," I sulked, hugging it closer.
"Why don't you try counting sheep?" Mr. Sheep offered, smiling, it was always smiling so sweetly.
"I already did, but it won't work. My brain won't shut up, it keeps thinking about-" I paused.
"About what Near?" Mr. Sheep looked curious and concerned.
"About…about a boy…" My face started flushing a bright pink. "His name is Mello, and we ki…, I mean, I kissed him," my voice disappeared into inaudible whispers and I bit nervously on Mr. Sheep's ear, but it didn't seem to mind, it must've fallen asleep, leaving me alone with my thoughts again.
"Mello~" I said in a hush, suddenly finding the name dulcet to my ears, "Mello…Mello…" I couldn't stop the name from spilling off my lips, it's as if that was the only thing I knew, no, it's more like it was the only thing I ever want to mention from that time onwards. From when I had tasted his chocolate breath, from when I felt his lips soft on mine, from that small little spark that kept on glowing brighter each time I looked into those brilliant blue eyes.
"Mello-" my rival, my mystery, my wish, "Mello, Mello, Mello, Mello, Mello," I repeated feverishly, almost in desperation. My heart fluttered and fluttered, lifting my chest up to cloud nine. Slowly, my eyelids fell and I peacefully started drifting into sleep with a smile plastered to my face.
I woke with a start, panting and sweating like I just caught a bad case of flu, I was almost incline to assume so if not for that pained feeling in my lower half. Breathing heavily, I tried not to panic, that only makes it worst, counting backwards from ten, I manage to calm a little from my sudden not to mention first encounter of a morning wood. To my dismay, calming myself wasn't doing much to make the erection go away, as my body was still sexually excited from reasons I can't comprehend. I almost wanted to curse as the pain grew more unbearable, it shouldn't be this bad, I mean I was just sleeping for goodness sake.
In frustration, I closed my watery eyes, and the images came back to haunt me. There was Mello, standing in the rain, he had his arms out capturing the rain drops as they slicked his skin and he was whispering something in my direction. I couldn't make out what it was but it made me blush somehow, and then he decided to toss his shirt that was getting too drench, I quickly snapped my eyes open when I realized he was going to discard his pants next. I gulped a huge breath of air in, trying to wash out the memory of the dream, to no avail as the images got more and more vivid with me moving closer to him. It was all in my head, but I couldn't help myself, how I wish to ran my fingers through his wet locks, gracing my hands on his sides and most of all, I wanted another kiss. A real one. Not just me smacking my lips onto his.
I sighed relief as my pants got stained with the hot white substance and fell backwards onto the bed again, feeling awkward and foolish soon after. Guilt followed suit, and I let a few unshed tears moist the corners of my eyes, sniffling to clear my clogged nose. Overwhelmed with weary, I threw my pants and underwear on the floor, pulling my baggy shirt over to cover my exposed tush, crawling back into bed. As I slowly drown into a more serene slumber, I could see the black computer screen reflecting my little white room, neat but filled with many cabinets which were filled with toys and also my small socked feet peeking out under the sheets.
"All you have to do is give him a kiss, nothing more, simple yes?" I recalled how idly Matt had stated his one condition.
It's six in the morning, classes start at eight, end at five, Mello and I share classes, all classes.
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Sorry if I was a little vague on the part where Near was kinda masturbating, I just couldn't bring myself to break his innocence that way (not yet at least)...Hope it was still good though...and I apologize about not adding computer stuff too, the last part there was a vain attempt :P...I must try harder...anyways, please review :D
