You Can Bet On It Chapter 41
Chapter 41
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this chapter or story!
You Can Bet On It
WARNING: LIME AND LEMON
Completion
Matt’s POV
Mello attacked my mouth hotly and I groaned and grabbed his hips. He has really girly hips. Said hips pinned mine to the door and ground into my crotch. I pulled back for air and let out a breathless groan of, “Fuck good, so good.” He began to give me a hickey and if I wasn’t already hard that would have done it. I loved the idea of everyone knowing I was his for some reason. Probably because I was. I realized B was right. He is the one for me. That thought was abruptly cut off when he grabbed my erection. I let out a whine. He smirked and grabbed my belt then began walking backwards, leading me to his bedroom. He climbed on the bed and began to take his shirt off with an absolutely sinfully erotic expression. He grabbed my shirt and pulled me into a more heated kiss. I frowned and pulled back as his filthy bandages came loose. I realized he hadn’t changed them since before we had the fight. I unwound them with a grimace and he hissed. There was pus and blood leaking out and, come to think of it, I saw some blood in his hair and I lifted to see his facial burn wasn’t much better. “A little shower foreplay and groping doesn’t sound too bad for a delay.” He smiled at me with a look of pure love in his eyes. I winked even though I was wearing my goggles as I picked up his bandages. “I’ll throw these out, you get naked.” As I retreated to the kitchen I heard his beautiful laugh. I tossed them bandages in the kitchen wastebasket and went back to his room where I heard the shower running in the bathroom next to it. Without thinking I undressed and entered.
The room wasn’t really steamy and the water was running gently because of his injury so I got a good look at his ass the second I walked in and I drooled a bit. He looked so much cleaner that I worried about all the junk that had been there for two days. I realized he was singing something beautifully most likely in Slovene and probably unaware of it. His voice sounded even more gorgeous out of the falsetto. I hated to interrupt but my happy sigh made him turn to me. I noticed his lack of pubic hair that when I was helping him with his burns the day of the accident made me think he shaved. Now though I figured it was genetic. I noticed his head hair grew at an abnormally slow rate as well. I saw his eyes on my groin and I realized I had never been naked in front of him before. I resisted the urge to cover my groin as he blatantly stared at it.
“Preséksi,” he purred.
I swallowed hard. “What does that mean?”
He smirked. “Join me and I’ll tell you.” I hesitantly walked into the gentle lukewarm spray and he pulled me to him and breathed against my lips, “It means very sexy.”
“Really?” I squeaked and my face lit on fire. He made no reply other than to chuckle and train his fingers down my chest. When he cupped my groin I gasped and groaned as I quickly became hard. I looked around and saw his shower was one of those box ones but it had a bench along one wall. A bench he was currently pushing me against until I sat. He placed nibbles and licks down my chest until he was kneeling in front of me. “M-Mello?” He made no reply other than to part my legs and nibble and suck inside my thighs until he reached my erection. He looked up at me and winked before taking the head in his mouth and swirling his tongue sensuously around it. I cried out and instinctively grabbed his hair, using all of my willpower to not force him down on my erection. It just felt so good. He suddenly deepthroated me and I cried out. As I looked down at him working me I drew rapidly close and tried to push him away. “M-Mello… I-I’m-” He didn’t move and I screamed his name and orgasmed harder than I ever had and shuddered as I felt him swallow it all. When he released me he licked some of the cum that had dribbled down his chin off and I started to grow hard again.
“I believe you promised some dry groping?” He asked arching his remaining eyebrow. I nodded and got up on shaky legs as he turned off the water. I managed to get out and dry myself off then dry him off gently. I wrapped him in the bandages in the medicine cabinet and he gently led me to his bed. I hesitated. I had never been naked in a bed with someone since I was old enough to remember. I took a deep breath and climbed in. He took my face and covered it in butterfly-soft kisses and I clung to him and felt safe. “We don’t have to if you’re not ready.” I looked at him. Was I ready? Despite the foreplay and the fact that we were both hard enough to hunt was I ready? I bit my lip then saw the love in his eyes. The support. He meant what he said that we didn’t have to. But he was wrong.
How do I do this. Do I ask to top him or- it hit me that topping him would be the easiest role for me but the one to get me to know I was safe with him in bed would to let him dominate me. To let him be in control. If I felt safe anyway then I had no doubt I would never be afraid again. “Take me.” He blinked in surprise.
“Are you sur-”
“Positive. I want you to take me.” He swallowed and nodded then reached in one of the bedside table drawers and pulled out lube and a condom. I took the condom and put it back. “I want to feel you” was all I said. He swallowed but nodded. I saw him open the lube and coat his fingers then he reached across me and gave my skin tiny nips and licks while his other hand stroked my erection. I barely even noticed him put in the first finger. The second on the other hand was uncomfortable and a bit painful when he scissored them. He reached various spots inside me until I screamed and saw stars. It was by sheer willpower alone I didn’t orgasm right then. He added the third finger and it hurt but he kept soothing me and I realized when I relaxed it hurt less. I figured he must have thought me figuring that out on my own would be easier than me trying to force myself to relax. I swallowed. “I’m ready.”
He nodded and lubed himself with a hiss and I figured it was cold. He looked me in the eyes with his uncovered eye. “Ljubim te.”
“I love you too.” He nodded and entered slowly. It hurt even with his preparations but he cupped my face and planted butterfly-soft kisses interspersed with small statements of love until he was all the way in. I could tell it was very hard not to just pound into me but he only moved when I made a tentative thrust against him. He pulled back and, I’m not sure if it was a lucky guess or he somehow figured out where it was by remembering where it was with his hands, but he hit my prostate dead on and I screamed his name and begged him to go harder. He did and we were both panting and kissing heatedly and as I saw his flushed face and sweaty hair and visible eye showing pure love to me I felt at peace. I felt safe. I felt more in love than I ever had been. I also felt close to orgasm. “Mello I’m really close” I panted.
He nodded and panted back, “Me too. I’m-MAAAAAATTTTT!” I screamed his name too as I came but the look of pure ecstasy on his face would forever be etched into my brain. I realized I got cum all over his bandages but even if he had bottomed that was unavoidable. Actually we probably shouldn’t have been having sex while he was in this state in the first place. He shakily reached over to the nightstand and got some tissues from a box on top of it and did his best to wipe us off then threw the used tissues in a waste bin below the nightstand he had apparently forgotten about until now. He curled in a ball against me even though I was lying on my back and laid his head on my chest. “I love you more than my own life Matt” he mumbled sleepily as he curled a hand against my chest just like a sleepy kitten. He was asleep before I could repeat the sentiment.
I love you more than my own life… I remembered the ring I had bought him a while ago. I realized we had been through our first test after the secret and survived with flying colors. To me it was a sign we would survive more. I lifted the left hand he had curled on my chest and kissed the ring finger. Tomorrow I will ask the biggest test so far.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this chapter or story!
You Can Bet On It
WARNING: LIME AND LEMON
Completion
Matt’s POV
Mello attacked my mouth hotly and I groaned and grabbed his hips. He has really girly hips. Said hips pinned mine to the door and ground into my crotch. I pulled back for air and let out a breathless groan of, “Fuck good, so good.” He began to give me a hickey and if I wasn’t already hard that would have done it. I loved the idea of everyone knowing I was his for some reason. Probably because I was. I realized B was right. He is the one for me. That thought was abruptly cut off when he grabbed my erection. I let out a whine. He smirked and grabbed my belt then began walking backwards, leading me to his bedroom. He climbed on the bed and began to take his shirt off with an absolutely sinfully erotic expression. He grabbed my shirt and pulled me into a more heated kiss. I frowned and pulled back as his filthy bandages came loose. I realized he hadn’t changed them since before we had the fight. I unwound them with a grimace and he hissed. There was pus and blood leaking out and, come to think of it, I saw some blood in his hair and I lifted to see his facial burn wasn’t much better. “A little shower foreplay and groping doesn’t sound too bad for a delay.” He smiled at me with a look of pure love in his eyes. I winked even though I was wearing my goggles as I picked up his bandages. “I’ll throw these out, you get naked.” As I retreated to the kitchen I heard his beautiful laugh. I tossed them bandages in the kitchen wastebasket and went back to his room where I heard the shower running in the bathroom next to it. Without thinking I undressed and entered.
The room wasn’t really steamy and the water was running gently because of his injury so I got a good look at his ass the second I walked in and I drooled a bit. He looked so much cleaner that I worried about all the junk that had been there for two days. I realized he was singing something beautifully most likely in Slovene and probably unaware of it. His voice sounded even more gorgeous out of the falsetto. I hated to interrupt but my happy sigh made him turn to me. I noticed his lack of pubic hair that when I was helping him with his burns the day of the accident made me think he shaved. Now though I figured it was genetic. I noticed his head hair grew at an abnormally slow rate as well. I saw his eyes on my groin and I realized I had never been naked in front of him before. I resisted the urge to cover my groin as he blatantly stared at it.
“Preséksi,” he purred.
I swallowed hard. “What does that mean?”
He smirked. “Join me and I’ll tell you.” I hesitantly walked into the gentle lukewarm spray and he pulled me to him and breathed against my lips, “It means very sexy.”
“Really?” I squeaked and my face lit on fire. He made no reply other than to chuckle and train his fingers down my chest. When he cupped my groin I gasped and groaned as I quickly became hard. I looked around and saw his shower was one of those box ones but it had a bench along one wall. A bench he was currently pushing me against until I sat. He placed nibbles and licks down my chest until he was kneeling in front of me. “M-Mello?” He made no reply other than to part my legs and nibble and suck inside my thighs until he reached my erection. He looked up at me and winked before taking the head in his mouth and swirling his tongue sensuously around it. I cried out and instinctively grabbed his hair, using all of my willpower to not force him down on my erection. It just felt so good. He suddenly deepthroated me and I cried out. As I looked down at him working me I drew rapidly close and tried to push him away. “M-Mello… I-I’m-” He didn’t move and I screamed his name and orgasmed harder than I ever had and shuddered as I felt him swallow it all. When he released me he licked some of the cum that had dribbled down his chin off and I started to grow hard again.
“I believe you promised some dry groping?” He asked arching his remaining eyebrow. I nodded and got up on shaky legs as he turned off the water. I managed to get out and dry myself off then dry him off gently. I wrapped him in the bandages in the medicine cabinet and he gently led me to his bed. I hesitated. I had never been naked in a bed with someone since I was old enough to remember. I took a deep breath and climbed in. He took my face and covered it in butterfly-soft kisses and I clung to him and felt safe. “We don’t have to if you’re not ready.” I looked at him. Was I ready? Despite the foreplay and the fact that we were both hard enough to hunt was I ready? I bit my lip then saw the love in his eyes. The support. He meant what he said that we didn’t have to. But he was wrong.
How do I do this. Do I ask to top him or- it hit me that topping him would be the easiest role for me but the one to get me to know I was safe with him in bed would to let him dominate me. To let him be in control. If I felt safe anyway then I had no doubt I would never be afraid again. “Take me.” He blinked in surprise.
“Are you sur-”
“Positive. I want you to take me.” He swallowed and nodded then reached in one of the bedside table drawers and pulled out lube and a condom. I took the condom and put it back. “I want to feel you” was all I said. He swallowed but nodded. I saw him open the lube and coat his fingers then he reached across me and gave my skin tiny nips and licks while his other hand stroked my erection. I barely even noticed him put in the first finger. The second on the other hand was uncomfortable and a bit painful when he scissored them. He reached various spots inside me until I screamed and saw stars. It was by sheer willpower alone I didn’t orgasm right then. He added the third finger and it hurt but he kept soothing me and I realized when I relaxed it hurt less. I figured he must have thought me figuring that out on my own would be easier than me trying to force myself to relax. I swallowed. “I’m ready.”
He nodded and lubed himself with a hiss and I figured it was cold. He looked me in the eyes with his uncovered eye. “Ljubim te.”
“I love you too.” He nodded and entered slowly. It hurt even with his preparations but he cupped my face and planted butterfly-soft kisses interspersed with small statements of love until he was all the way in. I could tell it was very hard not to just pound into me but he only moved when I made a tentative thrust against him. He pulled back and, I’m not sure if it was a lucky guess or he somehow figured out where it was by remembering where it was with his hands, but he hit my prostate dead on and I screamed his name and begged him to go harder. He did and we were both panting and kissing heatedly and as I saw his flushed face and sweaty hair and visible eye showing pure love to me I felt at peace. I felt safe. I felt more in love than I ever had been. I also felt close to orgasm. “Mello I’m really close” I panted.
He nodded and panted back, “Me too. I’m-MAAAAAATTTTT!” I screamed his name too as I came but the look of pure ecstasy on his face would forever be etched into my brain. I realized I got cum all over his bandages but even if he had bottomed that was unavoidable. Actually we probably shouldn’t have been having sex while he was in this state in the first place. He shakily reached over to the nightstand and got some tissues from a box on top of it and did his best to wipe us off then threw the used tissues in a waste bin below the nightstand he had apparently forgotten about until now. He curled in a ball against me even though I was lying on my back and laid his head on my chest. “I love you more than my own life Matt” he mumbled sleepily as he curled a hand against my chest just like a sleepy kitten. He was asleep before I could repeat the sentiment.
I love you more than my own life… I remembered the ring I had bought him a while ago. I realized we had been through our first test after the secret and survived with flying colors. To me it was a sign we would survive more. I lifted the left hand he had curled on my chest and kissed the ring finger. Tomorrow I will ask the biggest test so far.