Dirty Little Thing

AN: Why is it ALWAYS Matt who gets the toys? Well not with me. :)

Suggested Listening: Dirty Little Thing by Adelitas Way

~Dirty Little Thing~

Matt looked down at his sleeping lover and grinned. His grin however, was something slightly twisted, something dark. Matt had plans for his exhausted lover, plans that he had been making since the third time they had ever had sex all those months ago.

Mello had gotten home, perhaps five hours before, after being gone for almost a week on mafia business. He was getting closer to Kira, closer than ever before, but Matt didn't really care about that.

Mello was sometimes too busy for anything pleasurable, sex included, with the Kira case taking most of his thoughts; and when there was sex it was always what Mello had in mind, what Mello wanted and what Mello's mind had fantasized.

Matt had had enough of simply taking it. He wouldn't exactly call what he had planned revenge, but it was certainly something Mello would have been proud of if it weren't being used on him.

He had everything set up, though he was quiet despite the tired nature of the sleeping blond, and couldn't help but thank Mello for sleeping in the nude which helped him immensely. He pulled out a box that he had been slowly, secretly, adding to for a while and placed it on the side of the bed. What he needed to start everything wasn't even in it.

He grinned as he undid his belt and slid it off his person as quietly as possible. He only had one shot at this, and if he failed, well.. Matt doubted he'd be awake anytime soon to regret it. Mello wouldn't kill him, but he doubted he'd get away unscathed and unbloodied.

He gently grasped one of Mello's wrists and pulled it behind him, the blond shifting in discomfort, and when it looked like he might stir from the building tension Matt quickly seized the other wrist and bound his arms behind his back using the belt; his arms being bound up to his elbows in the thick black leather. Mello's hands were free but he wouldn't be getting out of his restraints anytime soon.

"What the fuck!" Mello snarled, sleep coating his words. "What the hell are you doing Matt?" his voice was rougher, sexier, in his half asleep state and it sent heat pooling directly to Matt's groin.

Matt wasn't looking at Mello though, well not his face. No, his gaze was directed on the flawless, naked, ass he was presented with. He grinned and gave it a good smack earning a low growl from the blond. "Do it again, I fucking dare you, and see what happens."

Matt rolled his eyes, as though threats would get Mello his way, and instead smacked the other cheek, harder than his first hit, and watched as Mello yelped and wiggled in his restraints.

"You don't have the power in this situation Mello." he told the blond as he knelt beside him, one knee beside his hip and the other propped against the edge of the bed as he leaned further.

"You little fucker! I'm going to beat the shit out of you when I get free!" Mello screamed at him and with a quick movement he had gotten onto his back and lashed out, kicking his legs at Matt's unprotected form and catching him in the shin.

Matt took a deep breath as he threw himself across Mello, leaving him slightly winded, and kissed him, holding his face in his hands as he did so. It disarmed Mello as intended and all the fight dropped out of him in confusion.

He used his time to pull out a cow spotted toy, being able to only grab it as he pretended to merely trail his fingers across the blond's stomach, and brought it to rest by Mello's waist. He needed to get it lubed or Mello would be in pain before he intended him to be. He ground his jean covered form against the naked body beneath him and smirked into the kiss as he felt Mello's cock twitch. And once Mello was distracted enough by the tongue in his mouth he let go of the blond's face and craftily snuck the blue tube from his back pocket.

He groaned into Mello's mouth to disguise the 'click' as he popped open the cap and spread the goo over the object on the bed. Mello, despite himself, let Matt fall in-between his legs giving him direct access. He doubted Mello thought him so bold as to even think of topping him, of making him submit.

And that was his downfall.

He teased his fingers along the erect penis nestled in the mound of golden curls as his other hand took hold of the toy and thrust it into Mello's ass.

Mello hissed against his mouth and if looks could kill Matt would be nothing more than a pile of ash. Fuck, Matt loved that look.

He pushed the toy all the way in until it only the small cord at the end hung out. Mello tore his mouth away and spat in his face. "You bastard! Take whatever it is out of me right now!"

Matt wiped the offending substance from his face and instead moved away from the blond and reached into the box to pull out a small remote. He grinned and turned the dial to max and grew hard at the scream of pure shocked pleasure that ripped from the blond's mouth. Oh how Matt loved the vibrating egg. Especially when it was pressed up against Mello's prostate.

"Its time I've had some fun with you. I have always wondered just how you would react to you having to use your own toys."

He shut it off after only a few seconds though; and when he was certain Mello was too preoccupied with gasping for breath he lifted him from the bed and deposited him onto the floor. It was easier to do what he wanted with a more stable ground underneath.

He had placed Mello on his side and loved the site of that well toned stomach heaving in gulps of air as the blond calmed himself. But he was far from done with his catch, far from it. He maneuvered the thick leather strap around the base of Mello's erection and his lips twitched in amusement as ice blue eyes zeroed in on him. Mello opened his mouth, to presumably yell at him, so Matt flicked the dial on the vibrator to low.

A low moan escaped those parted lips and Matt grinned in satisfaction as lust clouded the fury in Mello's eyes.

His jeans tightened and made his position painful though he ignored it in favor of messing with the dial again. "Fucking turn it off!" Mello yelled at him, voice cracking towards the end. He watched as Mello's erection became full and strained, the darkening color sending a thrill down Matt's spine.

And while he was having fun, Matt knew that much more screaming would have the neighbors poking into their business. He switched the vibrator off and left Mello on the floor as he hunted through the box until he found what he was looking for.

Mello glared at him and he knew it would be a fight to get it in his mouth. Well, it would have been a fight had he not had the vibrator. He switched it back on and watched in amusement as Mello clenched his teeth to keep his mouth closed.

"Fine. Have it your way." he told him. He reached out and grasped Mello penis and quickly began to jerk him off; though he would be aloud to cum with the cock ring on. It only took a few strokes, accompanied by the vibrator before Mello's mouth hung open. Matt used the opportunity to shove the black ball into his mouth and quickly fasten the straps behind Mello's head.

Mello glared at him and he couldn't help but laugh a little. "I bet you want to scream at me, curse and spit. But you can't can you?" he grinned as a look passed over Mello's face that clearly said 'I can still kick you in the balls'.

"On your knees." he ordered and raised an eyebrow when his command wasn't followed. He tugged the box closer to him and pulled out an item that Mello had only used on him once, and not even during sex.

Mello choked a little on the ball gag and flinched as he was smacked on the ass with the riding crop. When Mello did nothing more than stare at him in shock he turned and smacked him twice, hard, on his thigh.

Only then did Mello begin to struggle to his knees. But Matt wasn't about to make it easy for him. He turned the vibrators dial to medium and left it there. He watched as Mello trembled and collapsed back to the floor.

"For ever failed attempt you get smacked with this. One for each failure to comply. So you will start off with three." he tapped Mello's penis with the crop as he looked into those glaring eyes; knew he was going to be beaten within an inch of his life when Mello was free, but to Matt the price was worth the payment.

He struck Mello's inner thighs as he started his next attempt and Mello made it most of the way up before his left leg gave out. That leg had always been a trouble spot for the blond ever since he had broken it after falling out of a tree when he was eight.

"You're up to four." he commented and had to retrain himself from sticking his hand down his jeans to touch himself at the sight. Goddamn Mello was driving him insane. Matt gave him two strikes to his ass, one on each cheek, another to his back and the last to his thigh.

Mello shook from the effort but managed to stay on his knees, by sheer will force alone Matt suspected.

He looked down at the pitiful blond form on the ground before him. Mello's hands strapped behind his back with the leather belt, the one from Matt's current jeans, and ball gag shoved into his mouth as he teetered foreword from the quaking of his thighs.

Matt grinned and Mello still glared defiantly at him despite his compliance in kneeling. "You should play nice Mello, or did you forget who has the vibrating egg shoved up their ass?" Matt grinned at the furious look the Mello's blue eyes. He played with the remote and turned the small dial until Mello was choking on the gag in his haste to breath; erection straining from the overstimulation.

"Not so easy is it?" he questioned as he knelt down by his lover. He gently stroked the spit covered chin and slid his fingers down to the blonde's erect penis. Mello leaned foreword against him and rocked into Matt's awaiting hand. He allowed it for a few moments, loving the harsh breathing through the blond's flared nostrils, but Matt wasn't about to let the blond of that easily.

Oh no, not at all. Especially when Mello never let him off without a bit of pain.

He grinned darkly as he stroked the all too trusting blond before adjusting the cock ring and latching it back in place. Mello jerked back with rage plainly decorating his features.

Matt stood and circled the blond for a moment before he shut the vibrating egg off. He didn't want Mello to build up a tolerance for it, which he would if it were left on. And where would the fun in that be? Though perhaps he had simply gotten tired of Mello's reactions to it.

Instead he made to remove the ball gag, after giving Mello a look that reminded him of who was still in control, and tossed the glistening black object off to the side. He would pick everything up later.

By that point Matt was already painfully hard, having a difficult time controlling himself with the odd power trip he was on, and popped the button of his jeans open. Letting the zipper fall on its own he eased himself out of the opening in his boxers.

Mello bared his teeth like an enraged animal and snarled at him as he stepped closer.

"If you bite me I will leave you tied up in the hallway like this until the neighbors find you." Mello glared at him but complied when he was forced to encase Matt's dick in his mouth. Matt's eyes fluttered shut as he thrust into that hot mouth. Fuck it was so damn good, no wonder Mello always had him do that.

He yanked Mello's head back by the hair and listened to him choke as his penis went further inside to caress the back of the blond's throat. Matt thrust hard and didn't care if Mello could handle it or not. He felt teeth graze him ever so slightly and he dug his nails into the blond's scalp as a warning. The feeling of teeth vanished and he was allowed to finish mouth-fucking the blond until he came with a shuddering gasp. He made no move to pull back, other than to continue to thrust, and watched in fascination as cum oozed out the sides of those bruised lips when Mello couldn't get enough air to swallow it all.

He yanked Mello's head back further as he slid away, Mello's throat exposed for him, and brought his tongue out to slither across the trail of bitter tasting cum that dripped down from the corners of the blond's mouth. "Matt..." Mello moaned slightly, though Matt could tell it was mostly pained.

He grinned and dragged his nails across the sensitive scar tissue of Mello shoulder, hearing him yelp in surprise; it had him hardening again despite his post orgasmic state.

Matt let go of the blond suddenly, stepping away from him and watched as Mello swayed and tipped foreword to collide brutally with the floor, his jaw bashing against the floor with a harsh crack. Mello hissed and made no move to right himself. He would have a large bruise there come morning, if nothing else.

But Matt's eyes had already refocused on the pale skin of the blond's ass that hovered in the air. Mello's eyes had slipped shut and Matt took the chance to silently grab the next set of toys he wanted to use.

Mello was still uncooperative with him, even as he gently pulled the egg from his body, and he had to slap him on the thigh to make him stay still. He had other plans for the blond and perhaps he would return to that beauty later on, should he decide he wasn't fulfilled after everything.

"Matt what the fuck are you doing?" Mello growled, startled, as he shoved a lubricated finger inside of him. Mello probably wouldn't enjoy this, as Matt had never really like it and he had a higher tolerance for that sort of thing, but then again he would be doing something slightly different to the blond.

But Matt would enjoy it, that was for certain.

The lube he used was different for starters. It was a special lubricant, one that Matt had bought specifically for Mello, and from the slight squirming the blond was already feeling the effects of it. It was a heated lube. The longer it was left inside the hotter it got. It would be burning by the time Matt was done with him, and probably even sooner with the amount he had used.

He shoved a second finger inside, with a large glob of the lube, and barely scissored the blond before moving them and wiping his fingers clean. "F-fuck that stuffs warm!" Mello swore and wiggled a little in discomfort.

Matt ignored him as he picked, at random, a toy from the box he had brought over. He licked his lips and without any warning shoved the hard black object into Mello's burning hole. "Ah! Get that damn thing out of me you cock sucker!"

"Don't make me gag you again." Matt warned the blond, punctuating each word with a hard thrust of the black dildo that had Mello panting like a cheap whore. "You b-bastard!" he watched, for a moment, in amusement as Mello's fingers curled as his body clenched around the hard latex.

While he worked Mello with the plastic dick he lubed himself up with a normal lube and kindly released the catch on the cock ring, freeing Mello's more than strained erection.

Mello sighed in slight relief and couldn't seem to control his moans as they echoed off the walls of the sparsely covered bedroom. Matt worked two of his fingers into Mello's ass alongside the dildo and watched as Mello's expression turned from pleasure to pain. He really wouldn't like what was next, at least not in the beginning.

It was something even Mello had forgone doing to Matt, but Matt wasn't about to waste his, possibly only, chance to do it. He kissed along Mello's lower back, going lower still to lick along his tailbone; Mello gave a great shudder beneath him as he was distracted by the pleasant sensations.

Matt grinned, a toothy and almost twisted grin as he removed his fingers and positioned himself behind the blond. He spread Mello's legs further apart on the floor and listened to the soft groan Mello gave as his cheek scrapped against the gritty surface of the cheap blue carpet.

And when Mello had finally adjusted to the new position, enough that he was assured he wouldn't crack Mello's neck from the movements, he shoved his erection inside Mello's hole without having removed the dildo.

Mello gave a choked scream but all Matt felt was bliss. Matt pulled back and rammed into him, listening to Mello's cries as he was fucked and stretched beyond pleasurable capacity. Mello's teeth went through his bottom lip, blood pooling instantly and dribbling to the carpet beneath, in his attempt at silencing himself.

Matt forced himself deeper, something dark rising to the surface at Mello's pained whimper, and rocked against his bound lover. He closed his eyes and dug his nails into the soft flesh of Mello's hips at the excruciatingly tight feeling that enveloped.

He groaned softly and thrust himself harder into the gorgeous body before him.

He was so close, the tightness of Mello's body and the friction from the dildo more than enough to do him in, but despite that he forced himself to stop; he didn't want to share his orgasm with a toy. He thrust just once more before pulling himself out.

He shoved Mello off to the side and onto his back, his bound arms being crushed beneath his weight. Matt snickered a little as the black dildo popped out of Mello's clenched and puckered hole to flop ungracefully to the floor.

Matt took in the entire sight before him; Mello lying panting, tears slipping from the corners of his eyes, blood dripping from his anus and bruises on his mostly unblemished skin and he couldn't think of a time where the blond had ever looked so fucking sexy.

He forced Mello to the side and removed the belt from his arms; dark bruises and raw lacerations decorated his forearms and a finger was already swollen and purple, though Matt couldn't remember him having landed on it hard enough to have injured it. Mello complied, rather docile in comparison to before, as Matt laid him flat onto his back and spread his legs.

He absently wondered if Mello would dare kick him, or try to escape his grasp, as he knelt in front of him, but the blond only watched him through blurry eyes, nothing showing in his expression other than pain. Mello's teeth were grit and he didn't need any cues to tell him Mello was at his limit for that type of pain. Cuts and gunshots were one thing, but sexual pain was a whole new brand of thing the blond had never experienced. Had never let himself experience.

He dipped his head lower and passed the blonde's half erect penis and poked his tongue out to slide it across the curve of Mello's balls. He sucked one into his mouth as he carefully held back one of Mello's legs for better access, his hand gripping and pushing Mello's thigh towards his chest.

Matt knew from the slight hitch in breathing that the pain was at least somewhat being abated. He hummed around the sac and Mello tensed; fingers scrapping uncertainly at his hair but never gripping it in his fist.

Matt smiled slightly as he released the sac and trailed his tongue lower still until he lapped at the bloody entrance of Mello's ass.

"Matt don't-"

He pushed Mello's other leg out of the way and sunk his tongue inside. The heat was incredible, as was the odd taste of his own pre-cum mixed with the all too metallic flavor of blood. And though Mello hadn't wanted him to do so in the first place, he gently rocked against his face as his tongue swirled along his insides.

"Fuck Matt... just... just finish me!" Mello moaned pathetically, though Matt was even more pleased to hear that he had brought pleasure back into the blond's tone. He worked Mello's orifice for a few more minutes, enjoying the growing moans before he could no longer ignore Mello's request or his own erection which had been neglected and denied release since it had hardened for a second time.

And unlike earlier, he guided himself gently inside Mello rather than simply forcing himself, and the blond had sighed in relief. As much as he loved turning the tables and hurting the blond, he loved pleasuring him in equal amounts.

His hips rolled foreword, carefully rocking against the body beneath him. Mello's hands crept up, of their own accord, and tugged Matt down for a kiss and Matt was fascinated by the tenderness in it.

Perhaps Mello had only needed a dose of his own medicine, to let himself calm down enough to actually feel something other than anger and frustration.

As his penis stroked the pleasure spot inside the blond he applied more pressure and loved the way Mello growled, a gasping sort of growl, against his lips and tried to force Matt closer.

Their chests heaved with the effort, sweat slicking their bodies and Matt couldn't help but want it to always be like that between them.

Mello's breath caught and he came hard; fingers clenching Matt's hair painfully and his muscles tightening around his penis like a vice. Even had Matt not been so damn close and deprived he doubted he could have withstood the mind blowing feeling of Mello writhing beneath him as he screamed out his climax.

Matt groaned into the blond's neck and collapsed atop him once their rocking motions had come to a stop, both completely and utterly spent.

Matt doubted that Mello would ever let this happen again, despite the arms snaking their way around his torso. He being on top that is, not the sex. Even Mello couldn't resist the pull between them, and that was what Matt had counted on.

The softer breathing and closed eyes assure him that Mello had gotten just as much out of it as he had. And Matt supposed that no matter what had started it, that was all that mattered.

-end-

AN: holy crap! I never thought I would write or be able to write something like this. XD. Its taken me nearly three months to finish though. *facepalm*

how did I do? Was it enjoyable?