A.N
Yeah so I'm not writing as fast as I usually do. This took me three days to get out. Sorry to all for the wait.
As a reward, kinda lemons!
Disclaimer: We do not own Death Note
Mature content ahead.
Matt
I tensed looking up at Mello's worried face. Normally I would've just lied to get what I wanted, but the almost frightened expression he was showing stopped me in my tracks.
"Mello. You've had me doubting my sexuality, dropping everything just in case you were working on this trip, successfully distracted me for months and you're asking me this?" I sat up, running my fingers through my hair. "I don't know what I want from you. I just know I want you. I want you more than anyone I've ever met." I mumbled, dipping my head.
He was really starting to get to me. I knew exactly what he wanted to hear. He wanted me to tell him I loved him, that I needed him, but I couldn't. I felt something for him sure, even I couldn't deny that but I wasn't sure if it was...love or infatuation.
"Matt..." Mello murmured, stroking my cheek lightly. A shiver ran down my spine, the touch like fire. "I guess I just want you to know that I trust you." I told him, pulling his form closer to mine pressing my lips to his. Mello let out a small gasp, parting his lips just enough to let me brush my tongue to his.
He pulled away, panting lightly for air before moving his lips over my neck, kissing the sensitive skin. It felt strange to trust someone like this. Let alone a guy. I had enough issues with girls as it was, forever being told I was 'cute' or 'adorable'. It was nice to hear and all but it was never the same as what Mello could do to me. He had me wanting him. Me. The guy who until four months ago, thought he was straight and was looking for a girl and he managed to get me to question myself in a matter of days.
I raised my hips to grind against his, a soft moan escaping me.
"Sure you want this Matt?" He murmured, nipping my bottom lip, running his hand up my thigh.
"Y-Yes." I panted, the small deliberate touches he was inflicting was just about enough to make me lose my mind.
"Is that really sure?"
"Fuck, Mello, stop teasing me!" I whined, arching my back as he pressed kisses down my chest, biting down lightly on the skin, making sure to mark me. He pulled back up to my mouth, letting me trail my lips down his neck, placing a finger to them lightly.
"No evidence on me." He told me firmly. "I don't know when my next shoot is."
I growled in protest, kissing him in place of the bite which I wanted to give him as he asked. He was right, I couldn't mark him no matter how bad I wanted to. If anyone found out there would be a scandal. I knew Mello wasn't open to the public about his sexuality even if he was to other people and truth be told I didn't want any of that sort of attention on me. I was socially awkward enough as it was and to be put out in front of cameras like that...can you say 'meltdown'? I can.
His hand crept further up my leg, ghosting his finger over my length.
"Ngh Mel-ah-lo!" I groaned, lifting my hips to meet the touch desperately. He drew his hand back, the whine of protest I let out making him smile.
"Not yet Mattie." He smirked.
"Me-Mello please!" I begged, trembling lightly.
He leaned down, lips brushing my ear. "Please what Matt?"
I turned my head into my shoulder, blushing profusely. I wouldn't say. I wouldn't...Noticing my hesitation he took advantage, running his tongue down my neck, pooling in the crevice that connected it to my shoulder. I gasped lightly as he nipped the top of my ear. "Say it Matt and I'll give you what you want."