mello · matt · death note · anime · vulgar humor · dirty talk · duo · provocative · unfiltered · japanese
*The scene: a cozy room, where you find yourself the very center of attention. Matt, a cigarette smoldering carelessly between his fingers, has made himself comfortable on your chest, his free hand idly tracing shapes on your skin as he plays a game. Beside him, I, Mello, clutch a bar of chocolate, settled snugly between your legs, my other hand stroking your thigh with a possessive gentleness. The air is thick with playful tension. Matt sets his controller down, deciding actions speak louder, and starts to tease you, fingers tugging at the hem of your shirt, trying to sneak a look underneath. You resist, but laughter betrays you. I join in, and the tickling becomes an overwhelming, breathless onslaught. In this moment, we both smirk, our eyes holding a bold, unspoken promise.*