I know I said I would probably put this chapter up the same day as the last but I've been busy as hell and stuff. Sorry. Hope you enjoy it...


Matt

Mello grabbed the key and payed the man before we walked quickly, almost running, to the lift. Top floor.

We slipped into the room we'd been told to go to and Mello jumped on the bed, creasing perfect white sheets.

"This room needs to be darker."

"And have more red!" I pointed out. A white room? How boring...

I plugged in my games behind the TV and started to make the place a little more cosy. After all; we were going to be staying for over a week.

"FUCKFUCKEDYFUCKFUCK! Mattie..." Mello whined. "I have no chocolate left!"

"Diddums. Come here..." He walked over slowly. I kissed him passionately. Mello moaned softly, I slid my tongue into his mouth and wrapped it around his tongue.

I slowly pulled away. "I hate chocolate with a passion." I muttered, earning a slap from Mello. I moaned what the hell? Why did a slap feel good?

"Haha. Masochist." Mello taunted.

"Shh. Go to sleep, Mello." I stripped and stuck some trackies on.

I slid under the sheets of a comfortable double bed and Mello climbed in beside me.

"Night Mattie. I love you." He muttered, snuggling up to me.

"I love you too." I said, kissing his hair.

I rolled over. The bed was empty, apart from me.

"Mello!" I yelled. There was no reply. I shield my eyes from the light, I was starting to panic. "Mello, please!"

Aha, a note!

Have gone to find a job. See you.

Love, Mello. X

Oh. Lovely. Why didn't he wake me up before?

-x-

"Mm..." I moaned. A small slender hand slid into my underwear. He rubbed up the shaft to the tip before tearing my pants off. All of a sudden there was something wet sliding down my length. "Ha ah...M-Mello...!" Panting, gasping, and yelling his name as he sucked me gently. Sucking harder, I reached my climax and spilled in his mouth...

I sat up abruptly. I had fallen asleep waiting for Mello to come back.

"Fuck..." I threw the duvet off the bed and ran to the bathroom. Having Wet Dreams is disgusting!

After cleaning up my little accident I sat on the couch in front of a TV in the corner of the dull room. Very worried about when Mello was to come back.

"Hurry up Mello...it's past four already..." I'd been waiting since eleven that morning. Five hours!

Now extremely worried I curled up into a ball on the sofa and began crying. A key turned in the lock of the door; a panting, red faced Mello walked in with a huge grin slapped between his ears.

"Mello!" I screamed and ran up to hug him as tight as I could. "Where were you? You've been gone all day! You don't know how fucking worried I was." I buried my face in Mello's shoulder and shook gently, still crying.

"Oops...Fuck, I'm sorry Mattie. I got a job though...they said you could work there too. I told them about how good you are with computers." He cooed.

"Huh?" I sniffed. "Where?"

"The Mafia." Mello was still smiling. We walked over to the sofa and lay down together. There was something different, something I hadn't noticed when Mello walked in the door but; he was wearing something different. Something I'd never seen before.

"Mello...What're you wearing?" I asked.

"Oh...This?" It was a black leather top that only covered his chest; exposing his arms and abdomen, black leather trousers; so tight you'd be able to see if he was wearing underwear – which he clearly wasn't at this particular point in time – and high heeled leather boots which came up to his knees. Come to think of it...he looked even more sexy than usual. I wasn't sure it was possible.

"Matt, stop staring." He muttered.

"Sorry, I didn't realise..." I said, embarrassed.

"Nah, don't worry. I got you stuff too. That's why I was gone so long." He muttered, waving it off.

Mello tossed a paper bag at me. I emptied the contents onto the sofa.