MAHA! UPDATED. I actually had time to write. Much time spent on planes. FINALLY going to my old house in the U.S after what seemed like YEARS in London. Dawn, I hope you don't mind, I had to improvise this chapter, 'cause I forgot what actually happen :P

Chapter Three

The flight wasn't too bad itself. Mello couldn't sleep and he was just dying for chocolate (or taking Near, either would do.) Beside that, the ride was rather peaceful.

Near's head was resting on Mello's lap, sleeping very peacefully. Mello loved the sight of him sleeping, he didn't sleep much at Wammy's, he was beginning to get worried.

Many looks came from people, but Mello didn't mind. He was just glad Near was sleeping, because he would have immediately shot up from his lap if someone where to even glance.

Near was just that timid, but Mello found it cute.

Once they landed, went through all the essentials and did all that shit that Mello found annoying, they finally got to a hotel room. A very nice one, they might have added.

Their second hotel room, and their third night on their own.

Mello was exhausted. His jet lag hit him like a brick. He dropped all his things and collapsed on the bed. He was out.

Since Near spent most of his five hour flight sleeping, (in which Mello thought it was all of it, Near faked some just to get closer, even though it was probably not needed,) he was naturally not tired.

Though, his back ached from the slightly uncomfortable position he was in on the plane, so he laid down next to Mello, and to his surprise, fell asleep again.

. . .

Mello woke up to the feel of someone twirling and feeling his hair. Once Near saw he was awake, he immediately snatched his hand away and blushed.

Mello laughed and pecked him softly. "Good er. . ." He stopped to look at the clock. It read seven fifty-one in the evening. "Evening," he sighed.

"Good evening, Mello." Near smiled.

God, he's so cute. Mello thought.

Mello had a long stretch "Mm. . . That was a long rest."

Near nodded. "That's why you should have slept on the plane."

"It's hard to sleep on the plane, and besides, you looked to cute to just close my eyes." Mello noticed how creepy that sounded. "N-not that I was staring at you, or anything!" He blushed.

Near laughed. "Sure you wern't Mello."

Mello smiled.

"Hey, my I didn't get my sex yesterday, Near."

"You where too tired, Mello. You where out as soon as we walked through the door."

Mello pouted playfully. "I still expect to have sex everyday."

"I'll reschedule you for later on today. I'm not really up for it right now."

"Come on, love." Mello whined.

Near sighed.

"No, Mello."

Mello pinned him down on the bed. "You know you want to."

". . ."

Mello kissed him passionately. Near began to feel as if he where to melt, Mello won this time.

But this wasn't quite over yet. Near rubbed the front of Mello's pants, teasing him."

Mello panted, his erection throbbing painfully. He needed Near. Now.

Mello yanked off both of their pants and thrust sharply into him.

"Aha!" Near buried in face in Mello's chest.

Mello repeated over and over.

Whimpers from Near gradually turned into sighs of pleasure.

Mello thrust harder, hitting his prostate finally.

Near arched his back, moaning loudly.

Mello did the same.

They both came, screaming each others real names for the first time.

Once they where finished, they slept again in each others embrace.

I feel so awkward writing lemons on a plane. OH WELL. It passes the time. As I wrote this, I was constantly glancing around me, making sure people don't look at my screen. (especially my mom Dx) Luckily, no one did, I cleverly made my text really small so only I can see it xP I was listening to Mama by My Chemical Romance while I was writing this. I FUCKING LOVE THAT SONG. Jeez I'm excitable.