Disclaimer: I do not own or make money from the anime/manga Death Note
AN: "MATURE" content in this chapter is no longer available. If you want the missing sex, the full chapter is on my A03 account. I am under the same name.
Suggested Listening: Сердце бьётся (Remix) by Max Barskih (ft Svetlana Loboda) NOTE: can only be the remix as the original is just not sexy XD
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Part 14
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Mello watched as Matt frantically bopped around the kitchen for some utensil or other he "desperately" needed to finish dinner preparations, all so they could eat on what Matt called 'On Time'. He was staying the night so it hardly mattered when they ate. Matt hissed as he burned his hand on the stove and Mello sighed. He left the couch to rescue his boyfriend...from himself.
There was a particular reason for his stay that evening, and while Mello would have liked to have not invited himself over—alright, so maybe he called and asked Matt what he was doing and hey, could he maybe pick him up?—but Halle needed the apartment for a few coworkers and herself as the office had been "reorganized" by a suspect.
Mello knew better than to ask for details; especially with the cut that was on Halle's upper lip. Well, other than if Halle was really alright, so he let the details drop. Matt thankfully, was free and eager to have him over. With Matt's work, volunteer work, and their combined studying it had been almost two and a half weeks since they had seen each other.
Mello was more than ready for a full night to simply relax and spend with Matt.
As it turned out, the term "relaxing" was relative. After dinner—which consisted of slightly overdone, but homemade ravioli, garlic bread and a chocolate cake for desert—Matt had popped a disk into the Wii with a large grin. He should have known his nice evening was blown then.
It was some trivia game—Trivial something or other.
Mello hated it.
Simply because his competitive nature refused to admit defeat, even in categories he had no business knowing. It stung his pride that he missed so many questions. Matt on the other hand, seemed to be the king of useless information. Mello told him as such.
The bastard had only laughed and handed over the Wii-mote, telling him it was his turn.
Some days he wondered why he loved Matt at all.
By the time Mello was finally able to catch up, Matt had all of the game wedges needed to get and correctly answer the final question. The blaring victory music left Mello feeling just a tad bitter. Only a tad, because Matt kissed him after.
"Thanks for indulging me." Matt grinned and pecked him on the cheek with a wink.
Mello, unimpressed, nodded. "Next time we shoot things."
Matt laughed. "I hope no one is listening in, that sounds so incredibly bad."
With a roll of his eyes, Mello stood from the couch and stretched, "Well it's only bad if you go out and do it rather than keep it in your own home." He smirked, fully aware that Matt's eyes followed his every move, every inch of that stretch.
"You're terrible." Matt frowned.
"I know." Mello continued to the kitchen with his smirk, and let it drop as he contemplated a bottle of water or the can of soda that had been calling his name all night.
"How about a movie next? And can you bring me a coke?" Matt added the last part sweetly so Mello had no real reason to refuse him. He grabbed the water for himself. At least someone's teeth should get a break from acid.
"Sure. As long as its not one of your animated ones." Mello called back, sighing as he remembered the one time Matt had gotten him to watch ones of those.
Upon reentering the living room Mello was surprised to see Matt laid back on the couch, television and Wii off with the laptop on his knees.
"I thought you wanted to watch something?" he handed out the can of coke and received a smile in thanks.
"I do. Contrary to belief you cant buy everything off the tv, nor do I own a video store." Matt continued to scroll around the site he was on until he found what he wanted and clicked on it. Mello missed what the title was.
Mello's gaze flickered to the shelves containing what he would consider, video store quantity of movies. "If you say so." He shrugged, and carefully—so as to not disturb the laptop—settled down beside Matt. To see the screen Mello would need to sit very close to him.
As if the redhead had not known this.
Pfff.
Matt grinned as he pulled him close, making Mello settle snuggly against his side. Mello rolled his eyes and conceded to leaning there for the duration of the movie. If Matt wanted to be a dork, who was he to complain?
"Ready?" Matt asked, fingers ready to mash the Play button..
"What are we watching?" Mello countered. Matt shook his head and Mello knew he would not tell him. "Alright fine, keep your secrets. Just start the damn thing."
Matt laughed and the movie began.
Close to three hours later—mostly because there were multiple stops during the movie to get a drink, go to the bathroom or grab something to munch on—the credits rolled.
The movie, Byzantium, was a not your run of the mill vampire movie, about two women who were born two hundred years earlier and drank blood. It had been pretty good, all things considered. Mello was happy nothing sparkled.
"OK, so it wasn't a hit but I thought it was good." Matt told him as he exited the movie player and went about powering down the laptop.
Mello sat up so that Matt could lean over and place the laptop onto the coffee table and watched as the redhead stood. "The laptop was getting too hot for another movie. Think of what you want to do and i'll be right back."
Mello watched as Matt meandered over to the bathroom and averted his eyes once the door was shut and nothing of interest was there any longer. Mello then glanced at the clock only to frown. When had it become so late? He was not particularly tired and yet the thought of laying in a comfortable bed under thick covers sounded inviting.
Though, as Matt requested, his mind drifted from comfort to what they could do next. He really did not want another movie, or game or TV. That left very few choices given how late it was. Most places they might have been able to go to—should they want to—would be closed or closing very shortly.
"Yeah, I had the same expression when I looked at the time."
Mello looked over at Matt's voice and noted the redhead had changed into just a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. They had the same idea then.
"We have plenty of time to chill tomorrow. But I think we both know its time to head off to bed." Matt told him with a slow amused smile as he spoke the very thing in the blonds mind. Had he really been that transparent?
Still, Mello unfolded his leg from the couch and stood with slow movements. Tiny pinpricks scattered across his leg and with a frustrated sigh he realized that his leg had, at least partially fallen asleep. "I hope you have something a bit more exciting planned for tomorrow."
"What, my company isn't enough?" Matt asked in a hurt tone, though the fact he was grinning ruined the effect.
Mello snorted. "No," and walked passed him and into the bathroom to take care of his own needs. He was happy, not for the first time, that he had his own toothbrush there or the lingering taste of dinner would have been in his mouth until he went home. He wrinkled his nose at the thought.
When he was done he found Matt draped across the bed waiting for him.
"If you want me in bed you are going to have to move over." Mello told him, amused as Matt's eyes popped open almost comically.
"Or you could just lay on me?" Matt gave him a cheeky grin and patted the bed beside him.
Mello walked around the opposite side of the bed and shoved Matt's legs out of the way. "Or, I could lay on my own side." He pealed back the covers, and after fiddling with the prosthetic for a moment to remove it, slid into bed.
Matt rolled over quickly, and almost off the bed in the process.
Mello shook his head in mirth and watched as Matt yanked his shirt overhead, balled it up, and tossed it across the room onto the dresser. Matt settled under the covers beside him and turned the light out. For long moments he waited for his eyes to adjust to the dark before he attempted to roll to his side.
Matt's eyes met his and though he could not quite see it as his form blocked the faint moonlight peeking in from the blinds, he knew Matt was smiling.
A clumsy kiss was placed on his lips, as well as a soft "goodnight".
Feeling unsatisfied by the quick gesture, he reached out to Matt to pull him closer for a proper "goodnight" kiss.
He only intended for a few simple kisses—more than a peck on the lips that had been given, but the moment he had Matt closer, he no longer wanted them to part. The feel of warm breaths against his mouth, and the even more heated feel of where Matt's shirtless skin touched him, had his heart quicken like it had so many times before.
Matt brazenly reached between them with wandering hands, and sleep was suddenly not on the menu.
He gasped, quite unexpectedly at the skilled set of fingers that drifted beneath his boxers and he forgot to protest as Matt shifted above him. It was not the first time Matt had touched him, or him Matt—same for hand jobs or oral, but something felt different. More sensual. The kisses became hotter, mouth wet on his neck and chest, yet scorching where each were placed, and his entire being ached to touch more of Matt's exposed skin.
Matt caressed Mello's thigh, the area above the wound that would never leave him, and for once he did not flinch, arching closer to the contact—Matt grinned against his lips.
Mello exhaled softly, keeping utterly still as his cock was gripped and stroked with long, slow movements. "Damn it," he hissed. Matt love to tease him, touch him so soft and slow when all he wanted was the opposite.
He had no chance of forcing the pace into something quicker either, not with Matt's other hand keeping his hip in place. He reached out, fingers gliding over Matt's smooth skin, and when he found a particularly sensitive bit, pinched him.
"Ow!" Matt flinched away from his touch, glaring.
"I hate when you tease," Mello grumbled. He did not need instant gratification, but if left up to his own devices Matt could become downright torturous with his ministrations.
Instead of the irritation he expected, Matt sent him a purely devious grin and pushed himself farther down the bed. They locked gazes for a brief moment, and then Matt dipped his head…..
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….Mello stilled, motionless in the aftermath long before Matt had. He could only hear his heartbeat in his ears for long moments, with his body sensitive to the slightest touch. He only became aware of the hand gently running the length of his outer thigh from the slight tremors the sensation caused.
Damn. He felt ridiculously pleased.
"You good, Matt?" He murmured lazily.
"Mmmm. I love you." Matt grinned against his lips, and Mello rolled his eyes. Why had he even bothered? Still, he savored the light kisses given. Sex with Matt...needed a cool-down period.
He eventually lifted his hips, hissing as Matt slid free of him, and flopped to the bed beside Matt. He stretched, pointing his toes down and waited until the last bit of tension had left him before releasing the pose. He felt great, tired, but great.
"Love you too, you know?" Was his belated reply as he tugged the covers out from under himself. He would regret not washing up, but that was a problem he would deal with in the morning.
Matt laughed, "I know." He leaned in for a kiss, and snatched half the blankets in the process. He brushed stray strands of hair from Mello's face with a smile. "If we get up in time I will make you an epic late lunch."
"Sounds good to me." Mello yawned as Matt cocooned them in the blankets. It was a bit too warm, but he knew the night would be cold so he allowed it without complaint. Face hidden by the fluffy fabric, he smiled wide. He would be tired, sore and probably some version of sticky in the morning, but he was happy.
He drifted off to the soft murmurings of Matt's voice.
And if hours later, when the sun was bright in the sky, Mello woke to a very hard cock pressed against his thigh, and kisses at his neck, he could not complain.
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-End Part 14-
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AN: I hope you enjoyed this chapter, it gave me such a headache when editing XD seriously I would have like to brain myself for the wording I had...
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Special thanks to: K-anipop, Amour en Rayures, Keono, Louise, LissaT3rror, Lotta Devon, Nazlyn101, Deadly Nightshade1395
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