AN: Uhm. Yes this took longer than expected. Not because I didn't translate it immediately. Its just because I kinda forgot to update.. I'm sorry! But here is the final chapter! Thanks to GingerificFabulousTime for being my beta!

Soon I will translate more fanfics :)

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Chapter 2

The bitterness, which I saw on a daily basis in his eyes, vanished as he leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine.

A warm feeling flooded through my veins. For an instant it felt like an out of body experience. It felt like such things couldn't happen to me, but... they did.

Not until he let go of my lips and I could feel his breath ghosting over my face, did I realise, that this just happened.

"Sorry..." He whispered and I understood, that I didn't returned the kiss, because I was so taken aback. I shook my head and kissed him by myself. I couldn't have imagined that it would feel so right to kiss an almost-stranger. I exerted more pressure at his lips and he did the same.

The blood seemed to rush faster through my veins and my heart pounded quickly. It was incredible. Inevitably, I started to compare myself to a school girl who kissed her crush for the first time. I felt so dumb. I lifted my hand, placed it on his scarred cheek and caressed it with my thumb. His left hand found its way in my hair and gripped it tenderly. I opened my mouth a bit, took his bottom lip between my teeth and pulled at it gingerly. In the meanwhile, he rested his hands over my still covered chest and moved them downwards. It's got warmer suddenly…

I stopped what I did with my teeth, kissed him again and got more demanding. Slowly I let my tongue touch his lips, and instantly he opened his mouth. I wasn't sure why I did that, but I suddenly began to smile and he wrapped his arms around my neck. He kissed back at first, very carefully he stroked my tongue with his. I began to push him backwards, bend over him and pressed his back to the cushions. He pushed my head a few inches back and for a short time we let off of each other. Then he opened his eyes and looked at me with an unreadable look. Was I too fast? Did I rush everything?

But it came different, then I expected, because he just smiled and pressed his lips against mine. The kiss became passionate and very intense while my fingers found a path under his shirt. Tenderly, I stroked his pale skin. I let go of his lips, kissed his neck instead. He threw his head to the side, allowed me this way better access to his throat. At first a bit insecure, my tongue slid over his skin, tasted it. I bit it carefully, sucked it. He gasped and I realized that I wanted to hear so much more of this noises. Scared of rejection, I slid my hand to his black shirt, caressed his stomach and pulled it up. He was very pale, probably paler than me. I saw the goosebumps on his arms and his gaze seemed insecure.

"Can I continue?" I asked.

"Only if you won't run away afterwards." Was he serious?

"Do you mean... like a one night stand or something similar?" He nodded and I smiled at him reassuringly."I don't plan to piss off this fast" I explained. Instead of an answer, he took off his shirt and threw it beside the couch at the floor. The first thing I noticed was the scar, which was wider than I expected at first. The scar covered his shoulder and parts of his chest. Probably it extended even over his back.

He wasn't looking at me while I looked over him. I kissed a straight line over his chest, beginning at his collarbone and ending at his navel. He was breathing heavily and sighed totally relaxed. My hands wandered curiously over his hips, caressed the warm skin. Shortly after I pulled the shirt I was wearing over my head, pressed my lips on his again.

While kissing, he pressed his knee between my legs. I moaned quietly, as he stroked my now existing erection and created more friction.
"Mello," I whispered, while I placed my forehead on his.

I didn't want him to think that I talked to him today just to seduce him.

"Just to let you know, I'm not only interested in this kind of thing. You know what I mean?" I felt kinda dumb. So incredibly dumb. And when he looked at me with this totally confused expression, I felt even dumber.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"Just...that..uhm...I don't know how you feel about this, but I'm not doing this just for the sake of getting laid." This time it was him, who had a big grin on his face.

Mello placed his hands on the back of my head and pulled me closer, let his lips touch mine. In the meantime his hands pushed the rim of my pants down. I stood up, helped him to take them off by myself and helped Mello to get out of his clothes too, except of his underwear. He looked away and I wasn't sure, if I interpreted too much into things, but it looked like he had a faint blush on his cheeks. I sat on his stomach, just wearing my shorts.

"Look at me" I demanded softly.

He turned his head and did what I wanted. Now I knew for sure, that I hadn't imagined things as I saw his red cheeks. He was so cute...

I leaned my head down and kissed his neck. Enjoyed the feeling of his soft skin. His hands caressed my chest, wandered in my hair. Without any warning he lifted his hips and grinded against my erection. A wide grin was on his lips, as he heard me gasping.

I moved away and played with the rim of his underwear.

"Can I?" I asked, just in case.

"Do it..." He replied and I pulled his boxer-shorts down with his help.

At least I wasn't the only aroused one. I took the rest of my clothes off and stood completely naked in front of him. Of course, I noticed how he stared curiously at me. Of course I had nothing to complain, as I placed my lips at his nipple and caressed it gently with my tongue.

My hand slipped between his legs and began to massage his penis. He moaned in surprise. Suddenly he got up and pointed to his bedroom, when I looked at him with confusion. I followed him immediately and threw him on his bed, which creaked. My heart was pounding so fast..

"Do you have some sort of lubricant?" He nodded and pointed at his commode, which was standing beside his bed.

"Should be in the second drawer" He announced. I nodded while I opened the dark brown wood commode and got out a half used lubricant out. I really didn't want to know why it was already used. I didn't want to imagine him sleeping with other people.

Meanwhile he laid on his back and spread his legs. He must have noticed himself that I was behaving way more dominant than him, but he didn't seem to mind. I sat beside him and looked intensely at his face. My face felt warm, probably because I was red, too.

I opened the tube, squeezed a load on my palm and spread it generously at my fingers. After I finished, I guided my finger to his entrance.

"Sure you want to go on?" I asked again. Just to be completely sure, but he just looked a bit annoyed of this question.

"We wouldn't have gone this far if I didn't want to, would we?" He answered. He got a point, so I started to insert the first finger. I watched his reaction, noticed the way he wrinkled his eyebrows but didn't say anything. So I pushed further, until the finger couldn't get any further in and started moving it. The tension disappeared in his face after a while, so I inserted the second finger. I repeated what I did, but must have stroked his prostate by accident, because his gasp was followed by a loud moan.

"Matt please...hurry..." He pleaded.

"Just a moment... I don't want to hurt you."

He didn't reply so I pushed a third finger into him and went on preparing him.

Once he stopped grimacing and I was able to move the fingers without any problem, I removed them. His face was red and some of his hair was stuck to his forehead. I couldn't stop thinking how cute he was...

He sat up and spread the lube on his own palm. At first I was bewildered, but then he placed it around my proud erection and started moving his hand. I bit my bottom lip and enjoyed this feeling, although the lube was quite cold.

He stroked back and forth and I adjusted the movements of my thrusts to his hand-job.

After I while I was panting and slowly pushed his hand away. I felt like on fire.

"I won't make it long if you keep going..." As a result he let his back hit the bed again, smiling. I placed myself between his legs. I looked at him, as my tip rubbed at his entrance.

"Ready?" He nodded and his eyes closed in tension, before I got the opportunity to enter. But nevertheless I believed him and started pushing into him, watching his every move and every reaction.
Once I was completely in him and felt his tight heat around me, I remained still. He opened his eyes and looked at my baffled.

"This...almost doesn't hurt..." He said, like he didn't know this was even possible.

"Um... I tried..."

"Thank you..." He whispered and I tried not to show him my confusion. What the hell?

"Now move..." He demanded. Slowly I pulled out and thrusted carefully into him. He tilted his head and panted as much as I did. I thrusted faster, I tried to go deeper. After a while he began to moan loudly and I assumed to have hit this special spot in him. More and more sweat covered our bodies, mixed together. I felt the heat coming from his body, it welt wonderful. More of his blonde strands stuck to his forehead than before and his lips were parted. I supported myself with my hands, left and right to his body, so he didn't have to carry my whole body weight

I placed my lips on his throat and kissed him gingerly. The only thing being heard in our room was our heavy breathing, the soft creaking of the bed and skin hitting skin. Panting, moans, and the sound of soft kisses...

"You're gorgeous..." I whispered into his ear. Again, I placed my forehead on his. And again, our sweat mixed. At first our gazes connected, then our lips. After a short while our tongues played together and I had the desire to moan. Everything was perfect. The atmosphere, the whole situation...

It was how it was supposed to be. It felt like all the tension and the passion, which were between us the last months and years, finally got together.

After a while I took his erection in my hand and began to move my hand. His eyes rolled back and his whole body shook. He arched his back while he came with an uncontrolled whimper. After some more thrusts I reached my orgasm too and fell on top of him. I couldn't contain the soft moans escaping my lips.

We laid there for a while, panting. And now? Suddenly he wrapped his arms around me and nuzzled into my chest. I smiled, as I placed my chin over his soft hair.

"And.. about this stalking thing..." He began after a couple of minutes, after our breathing has calmed down, "You've got a nice car, Jeevas."

I needed some time to realize, what he had said. After I did, a shit-eating grin was placed on my face. I knew it. I knew all along that he was different. And this made him even more impressive than I already thought he was.

AN: Thanks for reading and for your kind reviews! Please tell me if you understood everything and what I can improve in the next translation? Criticism is always welcomed!