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Unexpected survival, Mello and Matt survive the Takada job somehow and take a night to relax together after it. Lots of drinking, either one or both being very drunk, resulting in sex.
Rough!sex, relief, biting, bondage, sex over a table, in a public place... all or some of these would be great!
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He wasn't supposed to live.
They had his name, he knew they did, and he was supposed to die in one last "fuck you, I win" to Near and everyone. He waited in the cab of the truck, counting the seconds he had left by his best guess: thirty-nine, forty.
Nothing.
Mello's alive and he doesn't know what to do with himself, which might be why he's here in the back room of a restaurant that looks cheap but isn't, knocking back sake after sake with Matt.
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Matt reached the church in time to see it go up in flames, and she and Mello stood under the dubious cover of the trees and watched, close enough to touch, but in their own separate worlds.
"My car," Matt said, eventually. "I had to ditch my fucking car."
And Mello laughed, because that was so Matt. He knew what she was doing: trying to anchor him back to earth with small, even stupid, concerns. "I'll buy you a new ( ... )
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Matt sets her hands on his thighs and kneels up so she's above him, so her hair tickles his face as her kisses get skittery and breathless. That's good, but it seems like an even better idea to take her by the waist, sweep a space clear with a clatter of trays and chopsticks, and lift her onto the table ( ... )
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Matt whimpers and mouths something that looks a lot like "Please."
"Or. D'you want me to fuck you?"
"Oh, God, all of it ( ... )
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Faster, the lights sparkles now at the edge of his vision. Mello whispers drunken endearments and encouragement. "Matty... you feel amazing..." She croons a little half-moan to each, twists her hands to dig her nails into his wrist, and the sting just kicks the heat higher. He's suddenly shockingly close to the edge, but he'll be damned if he isn't going to send Matt over it first. He gets his free hand between them and Matt arches up at once, her eyes going wide. "Fuck, you're gonna make me-"
That's the idea, Mello would say if he could catch his breath, but Matt's shaking and biting her lower lip to keep from getting too loud, and when he feels her start to come, he's right there with her, any thought of gentleness long forgotten. The room seems to spin and right itself. He thinks that's Matt going to his head more than the booze, and then he can't think at all ( ... )
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I don't usually like het but GOD this was hot!
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Late anon is late, but this was AWESOME.
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