Mello's POV of the previous chapter. The same italic and bold rules still apply here. The story is smexii in this chapter. (O.o) lol
Disclaimer: I don't own jack shit! :P
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Chapter 3
By the time I get to my room I am pissed off.
' This is all Near's fault. That little bitch!'
I angrily unwrap a bar of chocolate.
'Mmmm….'
Whenever I eat chocolate it always calms me down. I hate Near! I hate his face. I hate his eyes and I hate his mouth which is always set in a blank expression. I take another bite of chocolate. The more I think about Near the more I seem to get aroused.
' What the fuck is wrong me. Must be the chocolate'
' Chocolate doesn't make you get hard over a boy'
' Shut the hell up!'
I look down and see how painfully aroused I am.
' Now I have another problem on my ever overflowing plate of troubles…'
I take off my shirt. (Authors Note: Mmmm. Yum, Yum! :P). The cold air of my room doesn't help this situation at all. I turn switch on the light next to my bed. I can't a damn thing in this room! I slowly start to rub my stomach. I let out a loud moan because you shouldn't mix good stomach rubbing with chocolate.
' What if someone heard me…'
The thought quickly flees my mind. I put the bar in my mouth so I could struggle to get out of my pants.
' This is what I get when I choose to wear leather.'
When I finally free myself from my tight and getting tighter clothes, my hand automatically latches on to my even harder dick. My back arches at the slightest touch of my hand. A gasp escapes my lips before I can stop it.
' Good thing everyone is still playing in the living room or else this would be an awkward situation.'
I slowly slide my hand over the length of myself.
' This feels too good.'
I pull my other hand up and take a bite of chocolate. A loud groan escapes my lips from pleasure. My starts to wander and it latches on to a picture of Near.
' Why the fuck an I thinking of that little bitch?!'
I slowly start to pick up speed, adopting a steady rhythm. I throw my head back in pleasure. The picture of Near creeps back into my mind, but this time he has his mouth wrapped around me. I didn't think that a person can do that with their tongue.
' What the fuck am I thinking. I hate him'
' Fuck it, I'm too close to stop now…'
"Oh my-fuck", I say. I feel the pressure start to increase. I pick up speed imagining Near's head bobbing up and down. As I grip tighter time semms to have slowed down. Before I can stop myself I shout Near's name. I automatically shove my chocolate-covered fingers in my mouth and start to suck the chocolate off. The pleasure I feel is too much. After I reach my peak I feel the energy from my body slowly starts to drain. I fall to my bed sweating and tired. When I hear a groan at my door I shot up from my bed. Which is very difficult coming form someone who is dead tired. Panic starts to shoot through my body.
' Oh shit. Someone heard me. What if it was Near? Why do I automatically think of him?! Stop panicking and calm down.'
I go to my bathroom to wash my hand off. When I get back to my room I hear a knock on my door. I over to the door avoiding tripping over my clothes. I pull it open and see a white head of hair. "What do you want, Near", I say. I notice him take sniff of me.
' Did he just smell me?'
"Roger said that it's time for dinner.", he says. I look at my clock and notice that it is after six. Out of nowhere he asks, "Why are you sweating?" I think of excuses for why I am sweating.
'Exercising
No…'
'Eating
no dumbass!'
"That's none of your fucking business!", I yell.
' Good idea, stupid'
' Shut the fuck up!'
I slam the door when he walks away.
' What if he saw me…'
'Mmmm, what if he did…'
' This isn't good. He could use this against me. I'll get that little white-haired freak before he says anything.'
I walk towards the dining room with an evil smile on my face.
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Watch out Near! I really love this chapter because Mello is such a smexii beast. Ch.4 is coming soon
:P