Oh baby, light's on

But your mom's not home

I'm sick of laying down alone, hey

With this fever, fever, yeah

My one and own

I wanna get you alone

Give you fever, fever, yeah

Matt drove down the dark streets only lit by the waning streetlights. The crappy broken down apartments flittered by his sight. He rolled down his window and lit a cigarettes. It glowed red in the darkness and gave of his wafting smoke. He was speeding and he loved the feeling of going faster then the speed limit deemed necessary. As he came further and further out of his turf and into the more prominent wealthy area he slowed down. His crappy beat up Camaro would draw enough attention, he didn't need to get pulled over tonight he had much more important things to do.

He pulled onto the long road into a heavily wooded area. He pulled the car over to the side into the small empty lot to a small stable. He parked the car and opened the door not bothering to lock the door. Who would steel his piece of shit when there were so many nicer cars for the pickings? He could smell the horses and hear their noises. Matt didn't trust horses why would you ever get on something with a mind of its own? He began the short walk up the road. He saw the clearing in the trees. He went around the corner and continued his trek. He could see it off in the distance. Keehl estate, a large white mansion with a long stone drive way complete with large black gates around the perimeter. He couldn't help but let a smile come to his face. He knew his Mr. Keehl was in England wheeling and dealing for his company. As for Mrs. Keehl she often enough drove the black convertible Mercedes and it just so happened to be missing from the protected lot. Mrs. Keehl often had book club on Thursdays, yes Matt had done his research. All the lights were on in the house, which could only mean one thing. Mihael was home all-alone…

Matt approached the gate without fear. He placed his hands around the cold iron before using all his strength to pull himself up the gates walls. Once at the top he swung his legs over and dropped down on the other side in a crouch position. He stood and began walking softly toward the mansion. He knew Mihael's room was the third window on the right side of the house. He went around and looked up. His breath caught in his throat when he saw him threw the window. He was drying his hair with a towel completely shirtless. His tiny but muscled body causing Matt's mouth to go dry. He watched as he put on a shirt and pulled a book from the desk in front of the window and Matt assumed he walked to his bed to study.

"You're not getting any work done tonight my little Mello." Matt whispered and smirked.

He bent low and retrieved a small stone. He hurled it at the window. He heard it hit with a light smack. Nothing happened so he got another one and chucked it with more force. He waited a few moments. And then he was it Mihael approaching the window slowly. He peered out into the darkness with a look of confusion. He glanced around into the woods before gazing down to the ground. His eyes became wide with shock and fear just as they had earlier. Matt smirked. Matt gestured for him to go around to the back door. Matt didn't wait for a response before making his way around back.

Matt came into the well-lit back and approached the door. He stood in the light and waited. A few minutes went by and Matt frowned beggining to have the sinking feeling that he wouldn't come and let him in. That he'd just wait for Matt to get bored and leave. Then he heard the sound of a lock twisting slowly. Matt's smile returned. The door slid back slowly and Mihael came around looking gazing up at Matt with his wide angel like eyes.

"What are you doing here?" He hissed crossing his arms over his chest.

"You've been avoiding me." Matt said looking down at him moving forward a step.

"I have not. I'm just not interested in what ever game your trying to play." He looked up defiantly.

"Who says it's a game Mellow Yellow." Matt said moving to thread a hand threw his still slightly wet hair. He smacked his hand away.

"Don't call me that!" He said his voice taking that childish edge to it. "And of course it's a game what other reason would you have for basically stalking me!"

"Oh Mihael you just don't get it." Matt smiled moving forward in one quick swoop pressing him to the open door. "I want you. I want you so bad it's killing me." He whispered in his ear. Mihael's eyes went wide. "I want to old that tight little body next to mine as we fall asleep, I want to be inside you, I want you to be mine." Matt licked his lobe taking it between his teeth and nibbling.

"But-but." Mihael stuttered.

"But nothing my little Mello, because…" Matt pressed his hand to the prominent bulge in his tight leather pants. "You want to be mine equally as much." Matt kissed down his jaw kneading his cock through his pants.

Mello whimpered before gasping out. "My room. Let's go to my room."

Matt couldn't help but feel so much joy and arousal from those gasped breathless words.

AN/ AHHHH sorry its so short but I'm in a bit of a time cruch lately, but if I get some reviews hint hint I might force myself to make some time ;)