Disclaimer: Death Note does not belong to me. Seriously.
Warning: Gay sex. For pretty much the whole chapter. But some important stuff happens too. Well, when I say 'important', what I mean is that it's semi-relevant to the plot of this story, but probably rather insignificant in the cosmic sense. You don't really have to read it.
A/N: This is my first feeble attempt at a sex scene. It's not terribly explicit, because I can't write details without feeling ridiculous, even if it would be better that way.
Chapter 10: The Corner Office and its Various Uses
Matt's eyes came to rest first upon the fallen white dress in alarm and bewilderment. His jaw dropped as his mind processed the situation. Then his gaze traveled lingeringly upward, over smooth, slim calves, and thighs with tense muscles to counter the tilt of the high heels. Matt concluded that Mello had the Best Legs Ever.
There was a pinkish flush to Mello's skin, as if he was blushing with his whole body, which he probably was. And Matt blushed too, when his stare reached a certain place. How had he not noticed before that Mello had neglected to wear anything at all under his dress? Well, he was definitely noticing now. When his eyes finally reached Mello's face, he saw that the blonde was blushing intensely and biting his bottom lip under Matt's inspection.
Mello had an awful lot of bravado, but he wasn't always as confident as he acted. It looked like he wasn't sure what to do now that the dramatic gesture was over. When Matt met his eyes, he stepped carefully out of the fabric that had pooled around his stilettos, and walked tentatively towards him, hips swaying slightly because of the shoes. Matt automatically stood up and walked around the desk to meet him halfway.
"Uh…M-Mello? What-" Matt began to stammer, but was cut off when the naked blonde threw his arms around his neck and pulled him into an almost desperate kiss. Matt instinctively slid his arms around Mello's waist, pulling the other man's body flush against his own. But Matt was too confused to remain absorbed in the kiss for long; he had to know what had prompted Mello's behavior. He broke away, breathing hard, and looked at his friend.
"Seriously…what are you doing?" Matt asked. Mello raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms, looking absurdly dignified for a naked man in stilettos.
"I thought you wanted to have sex, you've been whining about it enough." Mello pouted.
"Oh, I do, believe me…it's just, why here? Why now?"
"I wanted our first time to be in this office." Mello said simply. Matt felt a bizarre surge of affection well up in him.
"Aw…that's so sweet!" He said, pulling Mello into a tight embrace. Mello laughed and seemed vaguely relieved, and then resumed their kiss. But a thought occurred to Matt, and he broke away again.
"What if Yagami had gotten the office?" Matt asked.
"Then I would have bribed the security guard to let us in here at night and we would have done it on Yagami's desk as payback." Mello replied, nodding, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Any signs of anxiety he had been showing before had vanished, as if Matt had affirmed him by hugging him, which was just too cute for Matt to bear.
"Oh. Okay." Matt said as he abruptly pulled Mello against him once more. Their kiss deepened as they haphazardly made their way over to Matt's desk, Mello almost tripping on his shoes several times in the process. Matt pressed Mello against the edge of the desk and ran his hand down the smooth, pale skin of Mello's back, his fingertips tracing along the delicate ridge of his spine. He then lifted Mello onto the desktop, with one hand around his waist and the other gripping the back of his upper thigh.
When Matt noticed that his computer was still sitting on the desk behind Mello, he reached around to fumble it shut and set it down on the floor as quickly as he could, prompting a giggle from Mello. Matt mock-scowled as soon as they made eye contact again.
Mello smirked and responded by grabbing the hem of Matt's striped shirt and deftly pulling it over his head, throwing it on the floor. He looked Matt up and down for a second before grabbing him by the biceps and pulling him close, and they each shivered at the feel of bare skin against their own.
Matt gently pushed Mello onto his back and climbed on top of him, pinning his wrists above his head and trailing sloppy kisses down his neck, stopping once to suck on a patch of skin right above the blonde's collarbone. Mello let out a quiet moan as Matt slid himself lower and swirled his tongue around a perky pink nipple.
And then the weirdness began. Mello suddenly started talking.
"So, how has your day been? Anything good happen? I had to go to the station to work on a case and it was really annoying and-" Mello said in a rush, but he stopped when Matt looked up at him in confusion.
"Uh…what?" Matt said.
"…Um…sorry, I have this nervous babbling thing that I sometimes accidentally do during foreplay…and sex …just ignore it…"
"O-okay, then." Matt said worriedly, but didn't return to what he'd been doing. Mello sighed and freed his hands from Matt's grasp so he could unbutton Matt's jeans and slide them down the programmer's slim hips. He was talking the whole time, but it didn't take long for Matt to decide he didn't mind so much.
He had to stand up to pull his pants and boxers all the way off, and from his new vantage point, he could see Mello laid out in front of him in all his flushed and naked glory, and he shivered. Instead of climbing back on the desk, he impulsively brought his head straight down over a very private area of Mello. He'd never given a blowjob before, obviously, but he thought it couldn't be too difficult.
And judging by the way Mello moaned, he was doing okay. Even if he was getting kind of dizzy. Mello continued to talk, but it swiftly became less coherent and punctuated more and more frequently by little gasps. Matt found it extremely hot. He liked Mello's voice, and it felt like he had a constant reminder of whom he was with.
"-So then I…gave my report…and stupid…albino…idiot…had to…point out all…the flaws in it…" Mello was breathlessly saying. Matt had no idea what the hell Mello was talking about, because the blonde never, ever talked about his job to Matt, but he found himself listening intently. He was interested to hear more about Mello's life. But then, Mello abruptly squeezed his eyes shut fell silent for a few moments.
"Matt, I'm about to-" He began to exclaim but was unable to finish, and then he did. Matt choked and sputtered, getting a good amount of the sticky substance on his face, and Mello actually had the audacity to laugh at him from his position on the desk.
"Shut up!" Matt said as he reached for a tissue to wipe his face with.
"Ha ha, sorry… so, um…there are condoms and lube in my purse." Mello said, pointing to a little silver bag on the floor next to his dress. And just like that, Matt forgave him. He went over and got the purse, pulling out the items Mello had mentioned as he returned, and then he hesitated.
"Mello, I have no idea what I'm doing." He admitted. Mello gave him a sympathetic look.
"Here, I'll explain." Mello said. And he did, using many rather obscene hand gestures that made Matt laugh. And about five minutes later, Matt was thrusting into Mello with abandon on the desktop, and Mello didn't have enough breath to continue his inane commentary.
Matt marveled at how amazing Mello felt, with the blonde's legs wrapped around him and his glistening sweaty skin sliding on the wooden desk. It felt like every nerve in his body had become extra-sensitive, and the slightest touch from Mello could send a jolt of pleasure up his spine.
He leaned forward to clumsily kiss Mello's neck again, and he heard a long, low moan, but it sounded oddly distant, and he wondered why he couldn't feel the vibration of it in Mello's throat. He looked up to see Mello staring at the wall in confusion.
"Did you hear that?" Mello asked, rather loudly over the sound of Matt's harsh breathing.
"I thought it was you." Matt said, panting, and he ceased his motions while still inside Mello. Now he was also confused, and it was difficult to think at all when most of his blood was not in his brain.
"That doesn't even sound like me, that sounds like…" The moan sounded again, and they both looked back at the wall. The wall was behind the desk and separated this office from the one next to it. And in the one next to it was…
"L." Matt and Mello said simultaneously, looking at each other with wide eyes. They fell silent and Matt continued to hold still, shocked immobile even though Mello was squirming and trying to buck up against him.
Meanwhile, they both listened, and they heard another moan. It went straight to Matt's groin, and Mello could probably feel it, given their position. Then there was a voice, and after months of gritting his teeth whenever he heard Light Yagami's polite, friendly-sounding lilt, Matt recognized it immediately.
"L…oh, fuck…L, I…uh…God!" Yagami was shouting, sounding like he was trying and failing to control his volume. Matt and Mello looked at each other with identical expressions of disbelief, which became pure shock when L spoke up.
"Light, I believe…Matt and Mello…have stopped." He said, sounding only a little bit less dispassionate than usual. Matt could only wonder what was going on during the pauses in L's speech. Not that he cared, of course.
"Aw, that's too bad." Light said breathlessly, but purposefully loud, as if he wanted them to hear. Matt's jaw dropped. Mello actually laughed, but it sounded strained, perhaps because Matt was presently stopped about halfway inside him.
"Mello, they've been listening to us!" Matt whispered. His legs were burning with the effort of holding still and he had begun to tremble a bit as he paid attention to the others' voices.
"Yeah, no kidding. Now start moving again!" Mello replied, resuming his fidgeting and grabbing Matt's hips to pull him closer. Matt resisted, as he was rather freaked out by the whole L and Light situation.
"That doesn't bother you?" Matt whispered again, with only his heroic strength of will keeping him from obeying Mello immediately.
"Not as much as you're bothering me by not moving. Hurry up and get back to fucking me already!" Mello yelled, not bothering to keep his voice low. In fact, it was almost as if he was trying to put on a show for the couple in the next room, as it wasn't the sort of thing Mello would normally say. Matt heard Light laugh through the wall.
He couldn't believe this was happening, that he was doing this while his arch-nemesis was only ten feet away behind an apparently paper-thin wall, but his self-control failed him when Mello let out a high-pitched whine, and he started up again. He could hear the vocal stylings of L and Light as they did the same. He wondered what sort of position they were in, and who was on top.
Then he shook his head. He should not be enjoying this weird, twisted experience. Well, except for the Mello part. That was normal and good. Matt was a healthy, normal, monogamous person. Yep. He did not get off on the sound of another couple having sex, not at all.
He listened as L let out a gasp and then a long, drawn-out groan. Oh, who am I kidding? He thought, and he came hard, collapsing on Mello with a spasm that rocked through his whole body, and seeing stars behind his eyes.
A/N: Well, if it sucked, tell me why in a review so I can fix it or something. And if for some reason you think it didn't suck, I would feel much better if you told me so. Anyway, this story is almost over. There are probably only one or two chapters left.