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Screw Mello making the first move, he wasn't going to do it. I had to.
And it felt fucking good.
At first he didn't move, standing completely frozen and stiff. His lips felt like heaven, tasted like chocolate. Chocolate and metal. I lifted my hand to tangle into his hair and god strike me dead if it wasn't as soft as I always thought it would be. As soon as I did that it seemed like he snapped back into reality, pushing me away and slamming my back into his bedroom door.
"Fuck Matt what the fuck are you doing?" He was terrified. Mello. Scared.
"Exactly what I want. Don't tell me you don't want to Mello. Don't." I wanted my voice to come out demanding and forceful like his always did, instead it sounded even to my own ears more like a plea. Don't reject me.
"I...fuck Matt…" He ran a hand through his long blonde hair and I licked my lips. Chocolate. I tasted like Mello.
"I love you." God I didn't even know what I was doing anymore. Why the fuck would I say that? It was true but…If this didn't work…thankfully it did. Within seconds his lips were back on mine. This kiss was hard, bruising even. And this time his lips did move. They moved with mine perfectly, my heart almost pounding out of my chest, my pants growing tighter. My hands buried themselves in his hair pulling him closer, making sure he didn't pull back. Although I didn't think he was going too. I opened my eyes to see his squeezed shut, as if he was in pain.
Hands ghosted themselves up my sides, tentatively; he was still fighting with himself. Touching me without actually touching me. It just turned me on more. My heart completely stopped as his tongue pushed it's way into my mouth. I was more than willing. Our tongues slid together a few times before he pulled back, I groaned at the loss.
"Fuck Matt…we can't." It was like going any deeper caused him to come to his senses again, but he was still leaning on me and pinning me to the door.
"Mel…"
"Don't call me that." He seemed out of breath.
"Don't reject what you want!" I never raised my voice to Mello. Never. He was in shock…so I kissed him again. This time it didn't stop. Our lips and teeth attacked each other until we were both so out of breath our chests were heaving like we had just ran 20 miles. Mello had finally given in. His fingers pressed themselves into my hips, probably leaving bruises. I thrusted forward rubbing us together creating one of the most amazing feelings I had ever had. Mello felt the same.
"Ahhh, fuck." His mouth broke away from mine and he moaned. I wanted to hear it again. I rubbed our hard-ons together again and this time I could not keep my own moans in. His hands slid down from my hips to my ass and he pushed me into him, hard.
"Damn it Mel…" I swallowed hard. This was the Mello I knew and loved.
"Mmm, fuck. Matt, come on." He moved his hips into a hard circle one more time before dragging me over and falling onto the mattress. I was on his bed. He flipped himself so he was on top of me and began to attack my neck with little nips and kisses as his hands worked themselves down my chest and ghosted over my erection.
"Ahh!" I bucked up into his hand and he just smirked. "Just take them off Mello…"
"No." He was breathing hard and every time he spoke his voice left vibrations on my neck. "You tortured me for years, I think you can last a little longer." His voice lacked sarcasm. He was serious. He had wanted me. Before I knew what was going on he had my t-shirt ripped over my head. He was then leaving kisses and bites all the way down my chest. My hands reached down to bury themselves into his hair and try to push him lower to where I really wanted him to be.
With a speed I knew he had but had completely forgotten about he hand my hands pinned down to each of my sides. I tried bucking up to give him a hint of what I wanted. Oh he knew what I wanted.
"I guess if I'm going to hell I better do it right." He mumbled into my chest and his hands began to unbutton my jeans. My breathing sped up and I thought I was going to explode.
"Yeah, right…fuck. Please Mel." He had the jeans unbuttoned and ripped them down my legs as fast as he could.
"I told you not to call me that!" His long fingers had wrapped themselves over my boxer-covered length and I just couldn't hold it in. I bucked up.
"Oh gods Mello…please…" It came out as more of a moan than real words. I think he understood though. I really think he understood as he ripped my boxers off and looked at me with an intensity only Mello could have. He leaned down and kissed right below my belly button, I felt something hit my hip.
That damned rosary.
"Ready?" He asked, mouth hovering over my erect length.
"Wait…" I wiggled one hand out from under his grip and took hold of the little wooden token. I looked deep into his eyes before speaking. "Take this thing off." I lifted it over his head and flung it onto the floor next to the bed. His eyes followed it.
Please don't let him change his mind.
"Thanks." He said before wrapping his mouth around the tip of my length, tongue laying flat on the head. He sucked. Hard.
"Ahh shit Mello…god…more..." I was dying, he was going too slowly. "Hurry." I tried to thrust up into his mouth but he held me down with his legs. He was stronger than me so there was nothing I could do. Just wait and let him torture me in the most delicious way possible.
His mouth went slowly down engulfing more and more of me into that wonderful heat. My nails dug into the sheets under my hands, mouth hanging open. I couldn't speak. It was better than I could have ever imagined it and all I wanted to do was grab onto his hair and force myself deeper.
Mello wouldn't allow that.
He began to slowly move his head up and down, eyes looking up at me. Just the look he was giving me was probably enough to make me cum. His tongue began to move up the vain on the underside of me making my entire body shiver. I tried to hold in my moans.
"Don't hold it in Matty. I want to hear you." He said, lifting his head off my member long enough to take some breaths. He was panting.
"O…ok…don't stop Mello." He smirked.
"It's your turn Matt."
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Oh good lord, I had never felt anything as amazing as the feeling of Matt underneath me. Panting and flushed. When he took off my rosary it was like he was taking off a weight. Finally, what I had wanted since I was 16 years old was underneath me and ready for the taking.
I wanted to make him suffer.
Tasting him in my mouth, it was better than chocolate. I had a new addiction.
The look on his face when I told him it was his turn. I knew he had never done it before but fuck, neither had I and from the looks of him I had done a pretty fucking good job.
"Come on Matty." I looked him up and down taking in everything, his slightly toned chest, his muscular legs, strong hands, and his dick.
Oh his dick.
It was a lot bigger than I had expected.
"Ok." He said, smashing his lips onto mine, tasting himself in my mouth. I moaned into his mouth and went down onto my back, giving him a good view of me. I still had jeans on though and that was going to have to change. I began to unbutton them but he stopped me. Hands over mine and slightly laying on top of my erection, making me even harder. "I want to do it."
He unbuttoned them and slid them slowly down my thighs, mouth crashing back onto mine. He tasted like…Matt. Nothing could describe it. It was purely Matt. And I wanted more. His hands finally reached down to my now naked length, taking it into his skilled gamer hands and moving up and down slowly.
"Fuck Matt, faster." I grabbed his hand and made him move at a quicker pace, he got on top of me and slowly moved down my body, letting go of me. "Fuck…"
"Patience, remember?" He was mocking me.
"Just fucking do it before I change my mind." He knew I wouldn't but he did it anyway.
A part of me died right there in my crappy hot bedroom as his mouth wrapped around me, tongue moving around me as fast as he could. I ripped my hand out of his grip and shoved my hands into his hair, shoving myself farther down his throat and making him slightly gag.
Hell is so worth this.
"Mello!" He sat up and panted, I felt bad for a second.
"Sorry…just…fuck you felt so good." I was out of breath and ready to pounce on his ass.
"Ok…" He looked down at me again as if he was trying to figure out how to approach his task. I was getting fucking impatient.
"Screw it." I lifted myself back up and our mouths met once again. It was like I was finally exactly where I was supposed to be. Kira, Near, none of it mattered.
Nothing but Matt mattered.
I slowly pushed him down until I was over top of him and began to pump his length slowly. He moaned into my mouth, our tongues intertwining and tastes mixing. I then used my other hand coated with my own spit and slowly start to prepare him. I had watched enough porn over the years to know how this was done.
"Damn!" Matt yelled, ripping his mouth from mine. I held him down.
"Shh Matt. If I don't do this it's gonna hurt, so just relax." He lay back down and I began to pump his length once again and kiss him until he was seeing stars. God he felt so good. My finger returned to his entrance and pushed in with little difficulty, his muscles contracting around me.
I couldn't wait to be inside him.
His face began to contort into a painful mask; I felt sort of fucking bad so I began pumping faster in time with my fingers. Then my fingers hit that spot inside him that made his entire body convulse and his voice scream until it was raw.
"Shit Mello! There, something…. there…!" I smirked while leaning over him and figured he was ready. Ok, I didn't care if he was ready. If I didn't get inside him soon I was going to die.
"Are you ready?" I asked him, he was still panting.
"If I'm going to feel like that again…then yes I'm ready." I nodded and positioned myself at his entrance, spitting on my hand and pumping myself a few times and then kissing him deep to take his mind off it.
"Ok." I grabbed onto his hips and thrust. I couldn't hold it in even if I wanted to. I groaned loudly, it was the most amazing thing I had ever felt. His muscles squeezed around me holding me in every time I thrust. I made sure to do it as slow as possible until he was adjusted to my size.
"Fuck…hurts…" his eyes were squeezed tight but it just felt so fucking good.
"Shh…fuck…just…relax." and he did, and within 30 seconds I had worked up a rhythm, pumping him in time with my thrusts. Then I hit that little bundle of nerves again that made him wrap his legs around my waist and scream bloody murder. It was a delicious sound, him screaming my name. I had been hearing it in dreams for years and now it had finally come true.
Waves of pleasure washed over us both, we were in perfect time with each other. I couldn't believe how good this felt. Then, sooner than I wanted it to be, it was coming to an end.
"Damn Mels, I'm going to cum…" Matt growled out as I thrust into him a few last times. Then I felt something hot and sticky spray itself onto my stomach and his muscles clench around me like a vice grip. I came too, harder than I had ever cum before.
"Matt! Ahh, shit…" I thrust a few more times before pulling myself out and laying on the mattress next to him. The only sound in the room was the fan and our labored breathing.
I was at peace.
000
The morning after.
Whoever said it was a bad thing had never been fucked by Mello.
Yeah sure, my back and ass killed but god; I finally got what I wanted. No, not the sex.
I was waking up in bed with Mello. His arms were wrapped around my waist and his mouth pressed into my neck. I had never seen him like this in all the years we had been friends, and I never wanted him to wake up.
What would he do?
Would he kick me out, say I ruined him. Would he pretend it never even happened? I couldn't see this ending any way but badly but I had to hope. Especially when he started to wake up.
"Matt?" he sounded confused. "What are you doing in my-" he stopped mid sentence and flung himself over to the other side of the bed. I turned to see him looking confused and panicked, not like Mello at all. He reached for his rosary only to find it gone.
It was on the floor where I threw it.
"Mello…I…" Before I could finish he was up and out of the room. He was pissed.
Shit.
I decided to go out for a walk so I went to my room to get dressed. Shorts and a T-shirt because it was still nasty hot out. But when I got out of my bedroom Mello was waiting for me.
"Hey…"
"Hey…"
"Matt…I."
"You don't have to say it Mello." I couldn't stand for you to say it. "I will leave you alone forever now."
"No!" He sounded angry. "Was that all that was to you. A fuck?" he stormed over like he was ready to kill me.
"No! Of course not! I just…I couldn't stand the though of…" of you rejecting me, not after last night.
"Of what…being with me. Fuck, and I thought-." I stopped him mid sentence.
"You thought what Mello!" I was yelling again. Then I realized he wasn't wearing his rosary. "What did you think?" My voice was softer.
"You said you loved me. Last night…before we. Fuck, I don't know what I'm saying." He turned around but I grabbed his arm.
"Your saying you do too…"
"Yeah, I guess I am." We looked at each other for what seemed like forever before he finally closed the space between us. This kiss was different from last nights. There was no passion, no lust. Just emotion. We both pulled back to look at each other, I was smiling. He was smirking.
"Do you think your going to hell now Mr. Catholic?" I asked him. I had to know, was he going to resent me.
"No…I don't think anything that makes me this happy could be bad. Anyway, after all the shit I do for the big man he can give me this one little bit of happiness…right?" He wasn't smiling.
"You should write greeting cards…" I had to be an ass about it. I had to make him smile again.
"Come on fucktard." He said, going into the kitchen and grabbing a half melted chocolate bar. "We have to meet a contact at 1. Bring your laptop." He walked out the door, but not before looking back at me and smiling. Not smirking, smiling. I ran to get my case and then meet him at the door.
It happened. It finally happened.
"So am I like your new Jesus now?" I said, he looked at me and glared, then punched me in the arm.
"You're a dumbass you know that." I smiled my goofy smile and adjusted the goggles on my head. Mello grabbed my face and kissed me, hard. "But your mine now…" And he walked down the stairs to our shitty car. I was his huh?
I didn't mind at all.
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Sooo, was it good people. I worked on this for DAYS I tell you DAYS. Your first lemon is always the most awkward to write I think…
I had a lot of extra scenes that just didn't fit so if anything is confusing message me and I will fix it.
PLEASE REVIEW.
And if you have any ideas or requests I am willing to take them! You will be credited.