A/N: YES! Continuations~! Thank FragilePuzzle, for her amazing stories which provided inspiration for me, and for her requesting another chapter! This is gonna turn into an all-out story plot thing for me. Oh boy. Work..

This chapter was named after the song Moan by Cute Is What We Aim For, by the way. :3


Chapter 2, Moan

Near sat in the center of the common room, feeling Mello's relentless stare piercing through the back of his skull. It was annoying. He tugged his sleeves down just as he had all day in an attempt to conceal the markings on his wrists that had been made the previous night during the little birthday rendezvous he had arranged just for the blonde. The albino sighed, standing. He looked down at his puzzle. The pieces were scattered all across the wooden board, not one piece in place. Near bit his lip and shuffled out of the common room, toward his bedroom. Concentration was out of the question.

Mello licked his lips, watching Near leave the room. His was basically eye-humping the poor boy and not doing too god of a job hiding it, provoking a few odd stares from by-standers. He left the kids he had sat with and followed Near, shoving his chocolate bar into his back pocket. It would be of use later..

Near turned the corner of the hallway that lead to his room. He had his very own hallway to himself but it wasn't because he was particularly favored over the other children. It was the opposite of that; no child wanted to room close to the boy. It was like he was a disease.. But Near took that as an advantage. He did not have to bother dealing with other children, and right now he needed that. His mind was a mess right now. Shuffling into to the washroom, Near walked up to one of the sinks. Pulling up his sleeves, the boy stared at his wrists. Until those marks faded off his body, he could not risk getting caught. If it meant he be more distant than so be it. The title of L was more important than anything.

Mello stalked Near like a fucking hawk. He took quiet footsteps, ducked when necessary, and still remained close enough to be able to faintly smell the boy's lavender shampoo.. Eventually Mello had watched Near go into the washroom. A grin flashed onto his face as fond memories were brought back to his mind. The washroom was where he and Near had first.. Well, you know.

Near turned on the faucet, splashing his face with water and letting out a silent sigh as he watched the water drip from his white curls. He began to think about Mello. Mello, the boy who was supposedly his rival. Mello, the boy who once hated him and once tried to avoid like he was HIV in its purest form. Now he was being stalked, his body was being used, and yet he could not find himself to hate the boy.

He never did, even when Mello did choose to bully him.. and hit him.. And stuffed his head in a toilet..

Near turned around and was barely able to refrain a yelp. The blonde menace himself was behind him, smiling ear to ear with a glint in his eye that Near did not like. He tried to back away but the sink digging into his hips refused to be budged. Mello's smile widened (something which Near thought defied the laws of physics) as he took ahold of still sore wrists in his hands, grasping them firmly. He put his lips by the albino's ear and whispered softly, in a voice laced with undeniable want, "...Afternoon, Snowflakes."

Near whimpered. The feel of Mello's breath against his ear sent shivers down his spine and he bit back a moan, simply droning out his response as apathetically as he could. "Good afternoon, Mello.."

Mello grimaced. He wanted emotion. He could see the physical affect he had on Near, but he needed to hear it. He needed to know how much his rival would crack, how loud he would scream.. Mello pushed the boundaries farther. He sat Near on the sink and pried his thighs open, positioning himself on his knees.

Near's eyes widened and his face turned red. He let out a soft moan as he felt Mello's mouth press over the cloth that covered the most sensitive part of his body that separated his bare skin from an eager tongue that wanted to taste and savor every single drop of Near.

"Nghh.." Slender, pale, shaking fingers gripped the porcelain sink. The pleasure was overwhelming.. He had to keep the sounds in. He just had to; he wouldn't let Mello undo years of training himself to not show emotion.. Dignity was the least he could preserve. And dignity was something Mello was very good at ruining.

The blonde smiled at the sound. "Louder.." Still sucking on the cloth making it damp, Mello reached a hand up and unbuttoned Near's shirt with his forefingers. As soon as N's chest was halfway bare, the chocoholic reached his forefingers up to pinch the small pink nubs of Near's nipple. Crying out, the small boy threw his head back. His eyes were glassy and his breathing was becoming labored. It felt too good.. It was all too good...

He smiled, tasting the slightest bit of pre-cum through the cloth. He pulled his mouth away and kissed Near who eventually opened his mouth reluctantly, letting Mello's tongue invade his mouth. Mello pulled off Near's baggy cotton pants and his underwear in one movement and unbuttoned his own jeans eagerly. The pressure against his boxers was unbearable, so he pulled those down too.

Wide eyes met Mello's throbbing member and pale thin legs were pushed up, revealing a tight entrance. Mello eased his body foward and Near let out a heated groan as the blonde boy's length was pushed into him, dry. Right now, Mello was in no mood to prepare Near. He needed to get used to the feeling anyway.

"Mello..!!" The sound of his name being shouted out sent shivers up Mello's spine. He urged himself farther into Near. The tightness was almost painful. Almost.

Near whimpered. He knew it was physically impossible, but it felt as if Mello was going to break him in half. Helplessly, Near wrapped his arms around his counterpart's neck and gave up. He began moaning and shifted his hips, unwittingly pushing himself farther onto Mello's erection.

"A-aahh..~!" The cry that broke from Near's lips was a sweet taste. Mello thrusted again, pressing himself fully inside of Near. Grabbing Near's wrists which were still sore from their previous encounter, Mello began thrusting roughly inside the albino. He never held back before, so why start now?

His body was shaking. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't see, but he still couldn't get enough. The thin, pale arms wrapped around his companion. Although he was drifting in and out of consciousness, the whimpers and moans kept coming all the same.

Mello let out a soft moan, smiling. It was heaven inside Near and once one encounters heaven, they often become addicted. Yes, that was it. They were addicted off of each other. Neither of them could stay away from the other for too long and if they were ever forced to, when they met again they did not hold back.. In any way. Was that all Near was to him? A drug? Mello groaned loudly and was snapped out of his thoughts as he felt Near tighten around him, which made him come deep inside of the boy.

N orgasmed along with M. He panted heavily and tried to regain his composure. His body was tired and his breathing eventually calmed down. The boy's eyes drifted onto his counterpart's, studying him carefully.

"..It would've been better with handcuffs," Mello stated with a small chuckle when his body finally calmed down and he noticed Near staring at him. He reached forward to wipe Near's cheek off with his shirt, which shamefully held Near's own cum. Mello smirked, stopping himself and decided to lick the spot, which made Near blush and look away, curling a silvery lock between his fingers.

"Mello should not tease me like that."

"Who said anything about trying to tease you?" Mello joked. He smiled at Near and motioned toward the showers. "But now that you speak of it.. Do you wanna get cleaned up properly?" Nodding, the blush was still prominent in his face and his body was still flushed with the aftermath of lovemaking. Unbeknownst to the genius Nia, it made him look more irresistible to Mello than he could have ever tried to comprehend. Near got up off of the sink and shoved off his white button-down shirt then headed toward one of the washroom's showers. Mello followed suit, but blushed intensely when he had shed his own clothes as his gaze drifted down onto Near's.. Uhm.. Heiny.

The blonde bit his lip. Watching the pantsless albino walking away just made him want to play with the boy more.. To push something inside of him and see how loud he would scream, or if he would even go so far as to cry. He winced at the erection he had given himself and cursed under his breath. Damn Near..

Nia gasped as Mero pushed him against the shower's wall, sucking at his neck eagerly. "Mello..!!" The name came out as a high-pitched mewl, which was responded to by a tongue sliding across the pale white chest.

"I'm having fun, Near." He kissed up the boy's neck and grinded himself against Nia, showing him what he had done, what he was responsible for.

"H-harder.." The small plea was so beautiful coming from who it did come from. Mello obeyed and thrusted his hips again. Mello's lips pushed hungrily against Near's. They remained like that for what seemed like eternity, which really wouldn't have been unpleasant for either for them. Instead of going farther Mello pulled away, much to Near's dismay. He turned on the shower then stared at his little sheep cripple, who was pouting and looking in Mello's words, 'so damn rapable'.

Mello let the water run down his body and smiled at Near. "..Do you like what you see?"

Near slowly nodded, pre-occupied with eye-humping Mello. Mello was an active boy, so his body corresponded with that. Although underdeveloped, his muscles were toned, yet subtle. His body was slim, yet not sickly frail like Near believed he himself was. Mello was powerful and Near knew not to underestimate him. He had never before got the chance to study Mello's features.. At least, not like this.

Mello bit his lip and waited for Near to notice the part of his body he wanted him to focus on. Though he was not patient in any sense of the word, he would wait. In the meantime, he was amused by the soothing feeling of water running down his back and the delectable albino gawking at him.

Near almost died. His face turned an almost indescribable bright red, his mouth dropped and a feeling of lust hit his groin. He pushed his legs together awkwardly as he covered his eyes, only to peek through his fingers to look at the sight laid out before him. And oh, what a sight it was.

Mello was aroused. Near stared at the full length in amazement. He had no idea Mello was actually that, um.. Big. He whimpered softly at the notion that Mello had fit all of that inside of him. Suddenly, his tush became very sore.

A/N: wf[wvnw AWKWARD NEAR IS AWKWARD. (And rapable.)

I know this was a bad place to end at but I'm planning something fun for the next in an attempt to not make this whole series a plotless lemon. xD

I wanted so bad to write "Near shit bricks when he saw Mello's boner", but I decided against it. xD It would've made for an interesting line though, would it have not? :P

By the way, I'm so sorry for keeping you all waiting. I'm a lazy ass. Hm.. I'll start making a schedule to update my stories so I can be more organized. Until then..

Mello and Near forever~!