Death Note Fan Fiction ❯ The Walk ❯ Staring ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Mellofan 
The walk starts
Anime/Manga: Death Note Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 05.19.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 750 | Visits: 397 | Status: Work In Progress
The walk starts
Anime/Manga: Death Note Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 05.19.2008 | Pages: 1 | Words: 750 | Visits: 397 | Status: Work In Progress
They were just walking. It was obvious Mello was either upset or confused, which meant Mello was mad, so Matt just walked alongside the huffy blond. Sometimes Mello got like this, and walking helped to clear his head. So he just walked, and Matt usually went with him. Matt knew he would get no answers if he asked, so he just walked, next to Mello.
Why couldnÕt he think? Mello could always figure things out, so why was this such a problem for him? Having the red head at his side was not making things easier for him either. Mello knew it was just MattÕs way of comforting him, since Mello would be furious if anyone tried to coddle himÉeven Matt. This time, MattÕs presence just made things worse. It was no that he was doing anything in particular. Mello just could not concentrate. The gamer looked too temptingÉtoo delicious. Mello knew he had it bad. He had been MattÕs since they met. There was just one problemÉhe was not MattÕs.
Pretending to concentrate on a particularly difficult bit in his game, Matt paused. He took advantage of his position behind the blond. His eyes drifted from the back of MelloÕs head past the tight leather vest. He took an extra moment to admire the pearly flesh visible where the vest ended. Then he moved on to his true goalÉMelloÕs ass. MelloÕs taste for tight leather always provided Matt with a marvelous view of the other manÕs firm backside. How he wished he could touch the man in front of him. He wanted to run his hands through his silky tresses and remove his vest to lavish attention on his nipples. To have Mello writhing in pleasure beneath him would be a dream come true. Unfortunately, Matt did not notice when he stopped completely, too wrapped up in his daydream to see Mello turn his head. This would not be so bad if Matt had not still been staring at MelloÕs perfect ass.
Mello turned just in time to see the redheadÕs tongue dart out to wet his pink lips. Mello could not help the slight blush that rose to his cheeks. Fortunately, he was able to quickly quell his desire to pounce on the man in front of him. ThatÕs when he noticed. Was Matt staring at his ass?
Matt dragged himself out of his daydream when he realized that he had stopped and Mello had stopped with him. More scared than he could ever remember being in his life, Matt raised his eyes to see Mello staring at him with a shocked look on his face. Fear took over him as he realized exactly where he had been staring. There was no way Mello did not know what he had been doing. He shifted his weight nervously from foot to foot, waiting for Mello to kill him, but Mello just continued to stare at him. Very uncomfortable now, Matt took a deep breath, readying himself. He did not know how to explain to Mello, but he just had toÉhe just had to tell himÉwait, was that a blush on MelloÕs face?
Realizing that he was just staring at the other man, Mello opened his mouth to scream at him. Before he could so much as make a sound, Matt smirked. Mello faltered. How could he not? The man of his dreams was staring at him intently with an undeniably sexy look on his face. All Mello could was continue to stare. Matt really was beautiful with his soft red hair framing his gorgeous green eyes which were still fixated on him. Mello could not breath.
Matt continued to smirk as he noticed the longing in MelloÕs eyes. If Mello was looking at him like that, it could only mean one thing. Mello wanted him as much as he wanted Mello. Without warning, Matt advanced on Mello, effectively pinning the leather-clad man between him and the brick wall. They were on the back roads since there were always less people. Now, the lack of people worked to MattÕs advantage. He brought his face so close to Mello that their hurried breathing mingled, before capturing MelloÕs lips in a kiss.
Why couldnÕt he think? Mello could always figure things out, so why was this such a problem for him? Having the red head at his side was not making things easier for him either. Mello knew it was just MattÕs way of comforting him, since Mello would be furious if anyone tried to coddle himÉeven Matt. This time, MattÕs presence just made things worse. It was no that he was doing anything in particular. Mello just could not concentrate. The gamer looked too temptingÉtoo delicious. Mello knew he had it bad. He had been MattÕs since they met. There was just one problemÉhe was not MattÕs.
Pretending to concentrate on a particularly difficult bit in his game, Matt paused. He took advantage of his position behind the blond. His eyes drifted from the back of MelloÕs head past the tight leather vest. He took an extra moment to admire the pearly flesh visible where the vest ended. Then he moved on to his true goalÉMelloÕs ass. MelloÕs taste for tight leather always provided Matt with a marvelous view of the other manÕs firm backside. How he wished he could touch the man in front of him. He wanted to run his hands through his silky tresses and remove his vest to lavish attention on his nipples. To have Mello writhing in pleasure beneath him would be a dream come true. Unfortunately, Matt did not notice when he stopped completely, too wrapped up in his daydream to see Mello turn his head. This would not be so bad if Matt had not still been staring at MelloÕs perfect ass.
Mello turned just in time to see the redheadÕs tongue dart out to wet his pink lips. Mello could not help the slight blush that rose to his cheeks. Fortunately, he was able to quickly quell his desire to pounce on the man in front of him. ThatÕs when he noticed. Was Matt staring at his ass?
Matt dragged himself out of his daydream when he realized that he had stopped and Mello had stopped with him. More scared than he could ever remember being in his life, Matt raised his eyes to see Mello staring at him with a shocked look on his face. Fear took over him as he realized exactly where he had been staring. There was no way Mello did not know what he had been doing. He shifted his weight nervously from foot to foot, waiting for Mello to kill him, but Mello just continued to stare at him. Very uncomfortable now, Matt took a deep breath, readying himself. He did not know how to explain to Mello, but he just had toÉhe just had to tell himÉwait, was that a blush on MelloÕs face?
Realizing that he was just staring at the other man, Mello opened his mouth to scream at him. Before he could so much as make a sound, Matt smirked. Mello faltered. How could he not? The man of his dreams was staring at him intently with an undeniably sexy look on his face. All Mello could was continue to stare. Matt really was beautiful with his soft red hair framing his gorgeous green eyes which were still fixated on him. Mello could not breath.
Matt continued to smirk as he noticed the longing in MelloÕs eyes. If Mello was looking at him like that, it could only mean one thing. Mello wanted him as much as he wanted Mello. Without warning, Matt advanced on Mello, effectively pinning the leather-clad man between him and the brick wall. They were on the back roads since there were always less people. Now, the lack of people worked to MattÕs advantage. He brought his face so close to Mello that their hurried breathing mingled, before capturing MelloÕs lips in a kiss.