A/N

Yay for new Beatrice. Everyone thank my wonderful Daddy :)

Disclaimer: We do not own Death Note

-Mello-

I was asleep, curled into Matt's chest where I refused to move from the night before. However it seemed my phone had other plans.

"Turn it off!" Matt whined as he covered his face with a pillow. Groaning I covered my head with my arms burying my face in his chest.

"Then give me the damn phone" I could hear him knock things over before I felt the plastic on my arm.

"What?"was my terse (if more polite than I intended) reply.

"Misa Misa has a job for Mello-kun and Matt-kun!"

"At…" I trailed off when I saw the actual hour. Damn. It was after noon. Two PM to be exact. Sighing I rubbed my temples. I could feel the beginning of a headache.

"Fine. When and where?" She squee'ed. Not squealed. Squee'ed. Onomatopoeia at its finest; or worst, your choice.

"At three at the coffee shop Misa-Misa likes!" She chirped.

"We'll be there." She was cheering as I hung up on her.

"What now?" Matt was petting my hair again and it felt wonderful, not to mention it was doing wonders for my headache.

"Mmmm, Gotta be at the Joe Mug's in an hour." God that felt nice. I hummed leaning into the touch.

"Joe Mug's?" My eyes were closed, but I could hear the blank stare I was getting.

"The coffee shop attached to Books-A-Million. Misa likes to go there because God knows no-one would look for her in a book store." I became even more distracted as his hand moved from the sides of my head to the base of my skull, lightly pulling my hair. Fuck. I could feel his chuckle.

"You're such a cat." The fuck?

"A cat." Ok so either I said that out loud or I'm becoming predictable… He must have seen my death glare because he quickly clarified.

"You're spoiled…erm, in a good way…High class and all that…" …Decent cover. I won't kill him…yet. "You love to be petted, you're aloof and graceful, no-one can boss you around…You're a cat."

"…"

"It's a complement I swear." I glared before kissing him roughly.

"Don't know about that. May have to prove it to me."

"H-how?" Smirking I pulled him to the bath. Oh, small, square shower. This was going to be fun. I turned on the water pinning him to the wall not waiting for the water to heat up.

"W-what are you doing?" I just kept marking his neck, mumbling against the skin.

"Saving water, save the planet and all that shit."

"The erection gives away you're true intent." I ground against him causing him to moan.

"It is morning Matt. Maybe it has nothing to do with you." His snort let me know he didn't think it was all that convincing a lie either. Shrugging I turned around pressing against him purposefully.

"I'll just take care of this then since you don't want to…" I stroked myself lazily as his hands ran down my hips. Shivering I pressed closer, moaning when he began to kiss my neck.

"When did I say that?" Speeding my hand up I tilted my head giving him better access to my neck.

"I-Implied it." He hummed into my neck, replacing my hand with his. I melted against him. Fuck. I couldn't hold back the moan as his other hand moved from my hip to my thigh, his thumb running circles over it, just barely brushing the skin that would be between my legs. I lay limp in his arms, his mouth on my neck and shoulder while his hands searched for the spots that made me moan. He was talented, and I was quick to finish. Turning around mischievously I toyed with his hard length.

"Poor baby. So hard." I loved the groan I received.

"P-play fair Mello."

I licked a drop of water off his neck. "Who said I was playing?" I kneeled down kissing his knee.

"Mello what are you…" His sentence drowned in a moan as I kissed my way up his inner thigh. Teasingly I ran my tongue down him. Loving the response I took him into my mouth. He must not have expected me to follow through because he gasped in shock and pulled my hair. I let out an involuntary moan. Damn if that didn't feel nice. Panting he yanked my hair again, thrusting into my mouth. I gasped choking a bit, before pinning his hips down and bobbing my head. He continued to pant and moan, yanking and petting my hair. Before long he too, found release. He was kind enough to let me know so I could pull away. I may be a man-whore, but I have standards. I don't swallow. …Not yet anyway, I'm not even sure I love him yet… That I'm not a fling yet.

….Don't give me that look, yes I'm aware it's been months.

Standing I picked up the shampoo bottle.

"Come on, we're going to be late." Matt grumbled but pulled away.

At exactly three ten we pulled into the parking lot. Sighing I wrapped an arm around him as we made our way to our doom…I mean meeting. As expected, Misa was in one of the chairs bouncing up and down, drinking coffee, and reading some shojo manga. That's right, forgot she was from Japan. Not like it isn't popular elsewhere anyways. She beamed as she saw us. I ignored her in favor of getting my food first. Coffee and chocolate scone in hand I reluctantly sat across from her.

"What Misa?" Matt was oblivious. He had found some gaming book or other.

"Misa-Misa has a job for Mat-kun and Mello-kun!" I calmly drank my coffee.

"What Misa?" She huffed.

"Misa-Misa found an ad company that wants both Matt-kun and Mello-kun!" She handed me a piece of paper. Oh hell no.

"Did you read this Misa? Please tell me you didn't agree?" Pouting she put a finger to her lips.

"Should Misa-Misa not have?" Groaning I banged my head on the table. Where is fucking Yagami when you need him.

"You already signed a contract?" She nodded enthusiastically. Apparently my violent "no" last time wasn't emphatic enough for her small brain to understand.

Misa had just signed Matt and me up for an "erotic shoot" with mother fucking playgirl. Someone kill me now.