Hello again! It is I, your wonderful Emmy! And I'm back with a new chapter!
It took me a while, yes, and I do apologize for it. But, hopefully, it will be worth the wait! I'm really glad this story has come this far. Originally, it was meant to be a one-shot. But, being the readers that you are, you wanted more. Wanting more just means that you liked the story and I'm glad you did.
So, here it is: Chapter 3's coming your way!
Enjoy,
Emmy~
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I'm Not Waiting Anymore
Mello was reading his note for the 126th time. By now, he had already memorized every word that was written in the well-known handwriting that belonged to the blonde's misplaced male lover.
Mihael
I know this is the worst way to say goodbye. But I must be on my way.
We'll see each other again.
I Love You.
Mello completely agreed with Matt. It was almost the worst possible way to say goodbye, behind the way that is just the person in question leaving without a single word. But reading and re-reading the letter that was left behind by Matt weeks ago didn't make him feel better. He wanted to cry every time he picked up the piece of paper.
Remorse filled the blonde as he read the letter again in his living room. He dropped onto his dark leather couch and stared at the sheet of paper that was obviously worn out from the amount of time Mello spent from gazing at the written words on the page. As the fair haired man focused his haze onto his lover's name, he was soon filled with a fire that couldn't even compare to the heat of a thousand suns. Mihael Keehl was pissed as fuck!
Why in Hell should I wait for that no good, ambling fucktard? I deserve better than a few flings whenever he feels like showing his stupid ass face! You know what? Slamming his hand on the armchair on the couch, Mello threw the paper onto the coffee table in front of him and sprang up. Briskly, he stomped his way over to his closet that laid in his bedroom. I'm going out tonight. I'm going to get drunk. And I'm going to find a fine ass man and I'm going to fuck him. Who cares about a bastard anyway? He can go fuck himself whenever he feels like doing it.
Deciding on his most alluring leather pants, he yanked his shirt off and zipped up his leather vest and posed in front of his full body mirror. He nodded to his reflection and grabbed his leather jacket on his way out the door.
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Mello strutted down the street, very aware of the glances he was receiving from both men and women. Ahead of the blonde, he saw a building with flashing colors and loud, cool music that was easy to dance to. From a single glance, anyone had the ability to see that it was a gay bar. Mello smirked. Perfect.
As the blonde walked in, a certain goggled-eyed redhead hadn't missed the unmistakable blonde leather clad male, so he followed him all the way to the bar and, although no one saw it, he narrowed his eyes into slits and he growled under his breath, following his lover inside.
Mello didn't have a clue about his shadow, for his shadow stayed just that. Matt had followed him in, but he didn't approach the blonde. The oblivious blue eyed man paraded his way across the dance floor that was covered with sweaty bodies that were grinding and rubbing on each other. As he sat on a bar stool, he glanced at the bartender that was so obviously checking him out. Smirking, he placed his offer for a vodka.
Once the drink was in his hand, Mello downed it in one swing. He tapped the side of his glass, indicating to his admirer that he wanted another. The man nodded and winked as he took the vodka from the shelf behind him and twisting its top off. The blonde grabbed his now filled glass, winked at the man behind the counter, and turned around to see what men was there for him to choose from.
In the back, there was a man sitting in a corner booth with vibrant red hair. Mello almost feel over. How can someone have the same hair as Matt? No. No way. The blonde shook his head from side to side. There's no way. It must be a hallucination. Deciding on his decision, he turned away from his 'hallucination' and looked around the room. Not seeing anyone special, Mello downed his second glass and set it down, making his way to the dance floor.
Time passed and Mello couldn't stop dancing. He had many people come up behind him and he danced with them all, some grinding here and there, but he shook them off casually. As he swayed his hips, he felt someone come up behind him again. He was about to do the same to this guy, but the blonde couldn't somehow. The man behind him, Mello molded into his body perfectly. The blonde couldn't shake this guy off, even if he wanted to.
Mello leaned his head back against the man behind him and kept his eyes shut. Mystery Man seemed to move with the blonde's body just perfectly and Mello loved it. The way he moves, it kind of reminds me of… The blonde didn't even finish his thought before he heard a low growl coming from the Mystery Man.
"Mello. What the Fuck do you think you're doing here?" Blue eyes shot open and bent his backwards even more to see narrowed green eyes, hidden behind orange tinted goggles. For once, Mello was speechless. Matt smirked at the dumbfounded man that was still leaning against himself.
Grabbing the blonde's hand, he twirled him around and dragged him out of the bar. Along the way, Mello had seen looks of disappointment that lingered on the faces of his admirers. But, Mello did not fight with the redhead that held his wrist, tighter than what was needed. As they continued out the building and down the street, the blonde noticed the stares that they were receiving. Normally, he would ignore it, but his wrist was beginning to hurt, so he tried to pry Matt's fingers off.
"Matt! I'll follow you, so… let go, please," the blonde had pleaded, but the redhead just tightened his grip. He knew he couldn't stop, so he just let himself be dragged. Mello soon registered that the man was leading them to his own apartment complex.
Upon getting to his apartment door, Matt finally turned around and faced him. Mello knew the moment he made eye contact. He's beyond pissed. The blonde froze when the redhead stepped closer to Mello and slid his hand into his back pocket and slid it back out, only now, he had his keys inside his hand. Matt slid the key into the keyhole and opened the door, holding it for Mello.
The blonde was utterly confused. First, he was dragging me down the sidewalk while digging his nails into my flesh; and then, he's holding my apartment door for me. Lost in his thoughts, Mello walked inside, followed by the redhead who took the key out and slammed the door behind them. Blue eyes were soon facing Matt. The look that was on Mello's face made the redhead smirk.
"What's wrong, Gorgeous? You think I'm going to punish you for going to a gay bar to hook up with an ignorant Neanderthal that has no idea about your true worth?" Mello almost shivered from his tone of voice and the glint of something sadistic that lingered in his darkened green eyes that was currently uncovered by the orange tinted googles. Matt smirked.
"If you thought so, then you were right."
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Mello's ice blue eyes were so wide, they looked like they could pop out. How in Hell did I get in this situation? The blonde was in a situation no one thought he would be.
At this moment, Mello was handcuffed to the head of his bed. Not the sissy, fur covered handcuffs, it was tight black leather handcuffs, used for S&M hobbies. Not only that, his ankles were also bound in the black leather. The contraption that held his ankles had a unique design to it; the leather held his ankles tightly, while the strap that was connected to the ankle holders buckled up just below the knees. Not only that, the top of the strap had a bar attached to it, making his legs raise higher than his torso, exposing the naked, pale skin that was Mello's.
"Oh Mels. I always thought you looked best in leather." Matt groaned above him.
"What leather? The only leather I have on is around my wrists and ankles, which hurt, by the way." The blonde grabbed the chain that connected the handcuffs, which had found its way through the bars on the headboard of his bed. The redhead smirked down at the man below him.
"You're correct. There is a reason for that. I'm going to dress you up like a doll, Mels. Be happy!" Mello's eyes grew wide with fear and excitement. The tone of Matt's voice was sadistic and it turned Mello on to no end.
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The blonde whimpered at the sudden movement. The dildos that were stuffed into his rear end had just gotten comfortable, when Matt suddenly shifted one and then the other. How he snuck the dildos in his apartment, Mello had no clue, because the blonde really had no interest in adult toys. The gag ball that covered Mello's mouth was uncomfortable and it stopped the blonde from talking and making any other sound.
Watery blue eyes met orange tinted green ones. The sight of the blonde could arouse any man. The man below him was double-stuffed with fake penises and bound by black leather and chains. Add on his watery, ice blue eyes and muffled whimpers, it didn't take long before Matt pitched a tent in his washed out blue jeans.
Matt shook his head from side to side. Now isn't the time to get aroused. He still hasn't been punished enough. The redhead smirked at his lover below him. He leant over the left side of the bed and grabbed the bag he had kept hidden from the blue eyes of Mello.
Mello followed Matt's movements and looked at the dark blue bag that was now in the hands of the redhead above him. Not soon after, the blonde discovered the purpose of the bag. After diving his hand into the pack, his hand reappeared with a think, leather braided whip.
Mello widen his eyes at the sight of the whip. He glanced back up at the green eyes that held a sadistic lust in them. A smirk covered the redhead's face as he brought down the whip.
Crack!
The stinging sensation across Mello's stomach was painful, but at the same time, it brought pleasure to the blonde. He whimpered as the feeling left his skin. Although, there was a new feeling, his erection became evident and Mello felt embarrassed immediately. Though his vision was blurry from his watered eyes, the leather bound blonde could make out the smirk that played on the lips of his sadistic lover.
"Mphr!" Mello tried to say, but had failed because of the gag in front of his mouth. Matt removed the gag and bent over the man that laid below him, in pain and in pleasure.
"What was that, Mels?" A line of saliva followed the gag as it was removed from Mello's face. His clouded ice blue eyes looked up at the redhead.
"…or," he whispered in a hushed voice.
"A little louder, Mels. I can't hear." Matt had guessed what he wanted, but he couldn't pass the moment. His smirk just got wider as Mello answered him again.
"I want… more… you asshole!" The blonde answered again; this time, he was furious! Smirking, the redhead brought the whip down again.
Crack! Crack!
Mello moaned arched his back off the bed, but was soon pushed back down with brute force and it turned the blonde on. It was rare for Matt, the geeky chain-smoking gamer, to become forceful and whenever he did, Mello was no match for the redhead, but that wasn't the extent to it; when Matt was riled up, he made a passionate lover.
"Matt… please! I don't want these toys… I want your… Please!" Mello whimpered. A smiled spread across the redhead's lips as he pulled the toys out of Mello's rear. Shuddering from the sudden movement, Mello climaxed all over his own chest. He closed his eyes and twitched with aftershocks as he rode with his ecstasy.
He reopened his eyes as he came down from his high. The blonde looked up at the redhead above him and grasped the chains that held his handcuffs.
"It's not enough… Mail…" Matt shuddered at the man below him. He smiled at him.
"I know it isn't enough. Let me give you more." With those words, the redhead thrusted into him easily. The toys have definitely made him loose. Let's see if he can tighten up… Matt slapped his right cheek and he was almost instantly tightened up. His walls squeezed him tightly, but didn't strangle him. He began to rock his hips back and forth.
Mello's sweet moans encouraged the redhead to continue. Every thrust and every moan drove the two crazy. They hadn't seen each other in weeks and they wanted each other, needed each other. Hands roamed the already known body of the other. Mouths connected, whether it be on skin or on lips, they were on the other person the whole time.
It wasn't long until the two climaxed. One on the stomachs of the men, the other inside the man he was on top of. Matt and Mello panted heavily until they came down from their high of ecstasy. Matt smirked at the blue-eyed blonde that laid below him.
"If you think that this is the end, then you're definitely wrong." Mello smirked back at the redheaded man.
"Good. I'd be disappointed in you if you stopped here." The smiled at each other before they tumbled about, starting their round two.
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Mello laid on Matt's chest, round six completed. Ice blue eyes fixated on emerald green ones.
"I'm not going to wait for you anymore. You know that, don't you?" Mello's face stayed calm and collected, taking extra precaution not to let any emotion show on his face. Matt, however, didn't stop his emotions from taking over his facial muscles; he smiled.
"You don't have to anymore." With those words, the redhead pulled Mello closer to him and kissed him. The kiss was filled with such emotion, Mello couldn't help but cry. The tears of joy flowed down the blonde's cheeks as he hugged his lover and felt arms wrap around him as well. They stayed still, until Mello spook up.
"I love you, Mail."
"I love you too, Mihael."
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Wow. Chapter 3!
Sorry it took so long to put up. I'm not really into S&M, so I had to do some extensive research for this specific chapter. But I thought I could spice it up. Who likes waiting for their lover? Mello hates it, so I thought a nice scenario of Mello forgetting Matt and finding a new guy, but it's Matt and Mello! They are just together forever, so I couldn't do that. So, I took the first part and added the punishment part afterwards. I hope you liked it!
Question for all my readers! Should there be a Chapter 4? Yes or No?
If yes, give me some ideas! I would love to know what my readers want to read!
You'll hear from me again!
Yours Truly,
Emmy~