When Mello woke up, he was immediately disoriented. He appeared to be in a bed, not his own, but reaching out, he found the familiar presence of both Matt and Near.
"What happened?" He asked, and Matt groaned sleepily, but Near answered in the same monotone as always,
"You came in late and extremely exhausted. I bathed you and Matt dressed you before we went to bed." He smirked. "It was very disappointing after all that talk about us waiting for you naked." Mello yawned, not up to that mental image yet, until Near started absently licking his side like a cat, and he decided maybe he was up to that mental image.
He pulled a white hand up and started licking the fingers, sucking the spaces between them and carefully submerging each in his mouth before leaving a kiss on the tip of each. Near moaned, squirming against the loss of composure he only gave into for Mello and Matt, and Mello adored the flush on his white skin, the random spasms of legs that were usually his only still part. Matt woke up and Mello immediately noticed, leaving Near temporarily to straddle the gamer and pull on his goggles. He leaned down and kissed Matt, fervently, forgetting everything else until Near got impatient and slipped his wet hand down in between the two, reminding Mello forcefully of all the moments he spent honing those hands to perfect skill and coordination, and Mello called out a silent prayer, thanking God for dice and cards, as his rosary slapped against Matt, a testament to his instinctive rocking.
"N-Near…" He moaned, and Matt flipped him over with a force he would never dare outside of the bedroom, dominating Mello's body and beginning to prepare him with suspiciously slippery fingers. Mello noticed a bottle of lubricant, and realized Matt had been awake all along, but had chosen to bide his time. He was almost angry, almost, until two slender fingers reached directly into him and with one calculated stroke, made him whine for more. A third finger was added and withdrawn, and suddenly, it was Near who was straddling him, while Matt had taken Near's place, licking up Mello's side. The albino entered him in a fluid movement that somehow conveyed such nobility, that Mello could only stare up at him wondering when the small albino had become so commanding, taking Mello like it was his right.
Ah, and there was that spot again, and thoughts of pretty albino boys and strong, gaming-obsessed men left his mind and it was just the feeling coursing through every vein and pulsing so strongly underneath his skin, he wondered if the other two could see his heart, straining to leap out of his chest at them.
Matt's eyelashes fluttered against his skin as he switched angles to lick, and when Mello looked down at him, the sight was so incredibly erotic, the devotion so evident in every line of his body, already quivering just from his proximity to Mello that he took pity on the gamer and reached down to hold him firmly and begin pumping him slowly. Matt's back arched, and suddenly, he was the confidant man again, actively thrusting into Mello's hands and demanding more, more, as he fought Near for possession of Mello's lips. Mello kissed as much of both of them as he could reach, wet sloppy kisses, but he didn't care, and they didn't care, because it was contact, and contact was so good. He suspected he would have markings later from Matt's teeth, which sunk down from his kisses with every smooth movement of Mello's hand, but he would wear them with pride like he always did, perhaps leaving the zipper down on his vest a few extra notches so everyone could see, and Matt could know Mello was his, as much as he was Mello's.
With the thought of people seeing them, and knowing, Mello came over Near's stomach, splashing them both with his seed, and Near took the moments of bliss and extreme sensitivity to thrust at him wildly, no longer concerned for Mello's well being. Sated, Mello no longer percieved Near's movements as fire, but as a deep and powerful heat, like embers from a fire, applying pleasure still, but mostly teasing up his satisfaction into bliss. Matt moved, and filled Mello's mouth, and in his state, Mello didn't protest, other than a token
"Mgmph" to document his preference for other methods, before he pulled him in and out of his mouth, applying little bits of suction and scrapes of teeth to the gamer. He swirled his tongue around, again aiming for maximum contact to reward Matt, and heard the panting over him muffle as Near and Matt kissed, long and so passionately that they both actually slowed a little, and Mello rocked his hips onto Near to remind them both that they couldn't stay all day. Near pulled back and contented himself with leaving frantic little kisses all over Matt's chest before coming into Mello, filling him with heat, and collapsing onto him, where he stayed for almost a full minute before sliding up to Mello's face and helping him attend to Matt. Mello's eyes opened for a moment, and calculated understanding flashed between the two. They flipped Matt over in unison and worshipped his body with their mouths. Matt closed his eyes, and guessed which touch belonged to whom, there, those nips up his thigh had to be Mello, because Near was the gentle but capable touch sliding down his navel to "Ah!" Mello again, now with his tongue, because teeth now would be painful, taking him all the way down, and the ever strange, but wonderful feel of Mello swallowing the tip of him, enveloping him in an even tighter warmer heat.
Near's teeth clamped down on his chest, and at last, the redhead burst as well, seeing colors and little red shaped darting in and out of his vision as he arched and twisted and finally fell, limp beneath the two, who kissed each other gently, tasting him on each other's tongues, sweat and semen, before relaxing into a tangled heap.
They held each other closely, with more love than any would dare show in public, and more simple adoration than any would ever admit outside of their room. Near, the shortest, strained up a little, like a flower seeking the sun, to plant a kiss on the underside of Mello's chin. Mello rubbed little comforting circles onto both of their backs, rubbing out what little tension was left, and also just enjoying the simple touch. Matt simply basked in the closeness of the two boys he loved, with a little satisfied smile on his face, still recovering from his orgasm. He could have lain there forever, but it was Near who finally separated himself, giving each a kiss before starting the conversation none of them wanted to have.
"Light Yagami is Kira." declared Near, conversationally. Mello froze next to him, lips brushing Near's side and spluttering against his skin. Near tried not to squirm from the feeling.
"Then why'd he call us in?"
"He called Matt in to fake an electronic trail of evidence against someone else so Light can go free." Mello's eyes lit up in understanding.
"Oh, yeah, he's sleeping with him. Shit, he can't do that!"
"Mello, we are being blackmailed. L knows about your involvement in the Mafia, and if he hadn't been sure, that display yesterday would certainly have convince him."
"Shit." Matt's voice came slightly muffled from under Mello.
"Not just that, but the dude is crazy."
"What do you mean?"
"I attempted to diagnose him yesterday. In addition to obsessive compulsive tendencies and a god complex, he also exhibits signs of either dissociative identity disorder or schizophrenia. Kira is not a part of his Light Yagami personality, but is present enough to emerge yesterday and attack L."
"He did what? You should have told me this yesterday!"
"As I recall, we did promise to fill you in when you returned, but you decided sex was a higher priority. We would have told you at lunch, but you decided your criminal activities had a higher priority. And we could have told you last night, but you stumbled in exhausted and covered in grime and blood so we decided cleaning you up and letting you sleep was a higher priority."
"How can you say those things are higher priority? He's fucking Kira!"
"Yes, he most likely is. But that fact wasn't going to change over a period of a couple days, was it?"
Matt took his goggles off of Mello's head and slipped them back around his neck.
"Mello, if you had only been satisfied working with me instead of going on a mad rush for your own power-"
"That's easy for you to say. Near, you're number one, and Matt, you could be one, but you don't give a shit! You're gonna be L, no matter what! I need these…connections to be of any use to anyone."
"Mello, this goes beyond your inferiority complex." Matt spoke up, saving Near.
"Oh yeah, that reminds me. Also, as punishment, you've been moved to third place. I'm second."
Down in the office, the task force heard a scream of,
"WHAT?" coming from an unseen room. They looked up from fervently pretending not to notice Light's conspicuous absence. L had told Soichiro with barely disguised glee that his son had "had an exhausting night" and couldn't join them. With the second genius missing, and the first preoccupied thinking about the second, not much had been accomplished. So it was with great interest that they all watched as Mello burst into the room, shirtless- well, vestless- covered in sweat and red-faced. Near and Matt trailed in behind him, looking bored and resigned respectively. Near was wearing a furry vest, and Matt wore white pajama pants.
"YOU MOVED ME TO THIRD PLACE? I'VE BEEN SECOND FOR YEARS!" He screamed at L, who responded coolly,
"Yes, I did not believe you deserved to maintain second place after blowing up my lobby."
"CALEB BURNED DOWN A WHOLE FUCKING WING OF THE ORPHANAGE ONCE AND HE STAYED 8TH PLACE!"
"Caleb had a chemistry accident. You are involved in illegal activities."
"YOU CAN'T DO THAT, YOU-"
"I can do that. I am L. Do not forget it. Now either remove yourself, calm down, or I will make you fourth place."
"B-behind Shay?"
"Yes, behind Shay."
"But what if you die?"
"Then there will be three capable people ahead of you in line." Mello looked defeated, and Near and Matt each wrapped an arm around him and steered him out.
At lunch, L went upstairs to bring food to Light. Soichiro waited a moment, and then followed.