We have another Mello POV chapter here! What can I say? Even though I'm obsessed with Matty, I still love Mello too!

This one's kind of short, sorry, but I plan on making the next chapter long so do not depair!

Love you guys! Mwa!

I let Matt take a nap in our room while I read books, tidied up and paced until it was time for Matt to take his second dose of happy pills (His words, not mine). I brought them to our room with a bottle of Mountain Dew (his favourite) (A/N For those of you who don't know what Mountain Dew is, it's a lemony-lime carbonated drink that's super yummy :3) At first, Matt turned his head and refused to take it, but I climbed on him and begged him, using my soft voice that I reserved for serious situations and post-sex cuddling. He took his pill and continued to sip his drink for a while, letting me stroke his hair. I kissed his cheek and went back into the living room to watch TV, waiting for it to be late enough for bed time. About two hours later, Matt joined me, sitting beside me and curling up to my side. I put an arm around his shoulders and he cuddled closer, stroking my legs softly.

"Feeling better?" I asked, playing with his hair. He looked up at me and smiled a bit.

"Yeah." He kissed my neck, where my scar was and said, "I'm sorry for worrying you." I shrugged.

"That's okay. I'd be the same way if I ever stumbled upon one of my siblings. Especially 'cause mine would be zombies." I laughed and Matt smiled. "Just do me a favor and never refuse your pills again."

"Okay." Matt cuddled closer, and I kissed his head, resting my cheek on top of his head. I rubbed his shoulder and he hummed, moving so I could reach better. Eventually, we changed positions so Matt was sitting between my legs, and I was massaging his shoulders. I wasn't as good as Matt when it came to massages, but I learned a few things from him.

"So," I murmured after a while. "Do you want to talk about it?" Matt sighed and started talking.

"Well, as you know, my mom was really sick when I was young, so I had to be careful around her, and my dad would take out a lot of his frustration about mom's condition on me, since it was my birth that made her so sick in the first place. Mm, move up a bit." He suggested, and I rubbed near his collarbones, making him sigh. "Oh, and Jamie is about six years older than me so that makes him… twenty-seven right now. Anyways, I guess to keep himself out of trouble with dad, he would- Ahh yes right there!" he was interrupted as I worked my fingers between his shoulder blades. "You're getting better at that, Mels." I thanked him and urged him on with his story. "Anyways, to keep out of trouble, he would… um… Help him I guess, in punishing me. Nngh, to the left. Yesss…" Matt hissed in pleasure and tilted his head back as I rubbed down his spine. I laughed and kissed the side of his exposed neck.

"So is that why you were so scared when you saw him again?" he sighed and shivered as my hands crept forward to massage his sides.

"It's like… Pretend I'm a full grown man who was raped when I was six. It's like being me, an adult, and seeing my abuser again. When you see them, it's like being that little kid again, and I felt helpless. And scared. Just like I did when I was little." He sighed again, this time out of sadness. I softened my motions with my hands, caressing him.

"Maybe he's changed." I whispered. He shrugged.

"I feel bad for running out on him like that, but I couldn't help it. Now that I think about it, I have my big scary mafia man to protect me if he wants to hurt me. So I think it might be good if we went back tomorrow, so I can say sorry?" he ended his sentence as a question, asking for my permission.

"If you feel up to it." He laughed a bit and leaned against me.

"Thanks, Mihael." I trailed my fingers up his back and gently rubbed the nape of his neck with my fingertips, causing his breath to catch. "Mmm, Melly…" I moved his hair away and breathed across the back of his neck, laughing gently as goose bumps covered his arms. I brought my hands around his chest and brushed my hands across his collarbones and lower to his nipples. He moaned softly and melted against me, letting me run my hands down his stomach and brush against his hips. I teasingly avoided his, er, nether regions and instead started rubbing and brushing his inner thighs with my fingertips. Matt was a shivering, moaning mess and I loved it. He whispered, "Mels, that's not fair. You can't target all my erogenous zones like that, it's rude." I laughed innocently and said,

"Who said I couldn't? My ass still hurts, so it's your turn tonight." I licked his earlobe and nudged him up, pulling him to the bedroom. "Come on! Sexy time!" he laughed and grabbed me from behind in the hallway, making me yelp and curse him out as he closed the door behind us and tossed me on the bed.

"Don't worry, baby. You can dominate me once I get naked." I yanked him onto the bed and rolled over so he was under me, stroking down his chest and then un-doing the zipper of his jeans.

"I don't think that'll be a problem."