Dribble 6 of 100
6/100
Break Away
Finally got this one done and actually added another one to my 100 drabble thingy. Took me forever and a day to write this one. DAMN PROCRASTINATION! Anyways, this one was inprised by the song "Dont Make Me Come To Vegas" by Tori Amos and actually, I used two of her lines in my fanfic. I used "and the Ranches and the mustangs" Thats the first one, but I changed it to say "The house, the cars, and the land." Then the second line was "You can have all this, except for me - you see Lady Luck is my mistress and you'll have to play second to her wish" except I changed it to say, "You can have all this, but you cant have me. You see, this green eyed devil is my master and well, you’ll have to play second to his wish.” Ooh and I also used the "the prince, Prince of Black Jack." So, thats all I have to say, now go on and read. ^___^
He laid in his large custom king sized bed running his fingers lazily through soft blond hair. His mind was else where, for today was February 1, 2008, his 18th birthday and already he had a small fortune. In Vegas he was known as the prince, Prince of Black Jack. And though it started when he was 16, fake IDs, smooth talking, and sweet bribes allowed him to slip into Casinos without any trouble. Soon gaining powerful acquaintances so he could just stride into any given Casino without any one stopping him.
The blond at his side rolled, climbing on top of Matt’s chest. “Happy Birthday.” The blond leaned forward and started kissing the redhead’s bare chest. He sighed inwardly, already knowing what was coming. His blond always wanted just one thing. Sex. Even with the pretense that it was for his birthday. Matt knew better, this had nothing to do with him.
Within 5 minutes the redhead was thrusting into the blond. He always hated how short the foreplay was. Really, he didn’t know why he chooses to stay with the blond; he can easily have his pick of anyone. With the fame and riches that he has, who wouldn’t want to be with him. As the blond under him writhed and moaned in pleasure, Matt’s mind began to wonder again. Why was he still here? Why was he here have sex with this blond? Sex was supposed to feel good. No, amazing, pure ecstasy, but he was feeling nothing at all. He needed to break away.
Just then his cell phone rang. Matt knew that if he stopped moving the blond would start bitching and yelling at him, so with practiced grace, he kept up his rhythm while reaching over to at least see who was calling. Matt’s eyes went wide when he saw the caller ID. “That name.” He whispered to himself. In mid thrust he stopped and answered the call.
“Happy Birthday.” Said the voice on the other line.
“Aww, you remembered.” Matt teased.
“Yeah yeah, whatever. Hey, go to that hill just outside of Vegas. You know the one I’m talking about. Be there no earlier or no later than 1 hour.” With that the line was cut.
Matt was beaming; it had been a while since he last heard that voice. “Mattie, don’t stop.” whined the blond under him. The redhead just ignored the blond as he quickly got up and started dressing. When the blond noticed that Matt wasn’t planning on continuing they sat up. “Where are you going?”
The redhead didn’t reply until he had his boots on and was slipping on his vest. “I have to go.” He said. Matt went over to the bedside table, picked up his cell phone, PSP, keys, wallet, and his carton of cigarette. “Stop ignoring me!” Yelled the blond. Matt just ignored the out burst. “The house, the cars, and land, you can have it all, but you can’t have me.” Matt said before walking out of the bedroom. The blond quickly got out of the bed and ran after Matt completely naked.
“What do you mean?” The blond asked desperately, clinging on to Matt’s arm. “You see, this green eyed devil is my master and well, you’ll have to play second to his wish.” Matt pulled his arm free from the death hold that the blond had on it. He winked at his now ex-lover and left the house; planning on never returning, no matter how things went with his green eyed devil.
It took Matt 45 minutes to make the drive out to the hill, making him already late, since the blond took up some of his time and, on top of all that, he still had to climb the rather steep hill. “This better be worth it.” Matt mumbled to himself when he was half way up the hill. From his spot, he couldn’t see what could possibly be waiting for him up there. He stopped for a moment to catch his breath. “Damn, I really should stop smoking.” he continued to mumble to himself as he pulled a cigarette from the carton and lit it. The redhead took a long soothing drag, and then started climbing the hill again.
Once at the top of the hill Matt noticed that a figure was standing a bit of ways away, with his back facing Matt. “Hey!” the redhead called out as he walked toward the mysterious person. The figure turned around, green eyes falling on Matt’s orange lens covered blue eyes. “What took you?” asked Matt’s green eyed devil. The redhead threw his wasted cigarette on the grass and stomped it out. He gave the devil a smirk. “Women. You know how they are. So, what’s my birthday surprise? Well, asides from seeing you here, Mello.”
Mello approached Matt, quickly pulling him into a harsh bruising kiss. Matt returned the kiss just as violently. Their tongues pushed into each other’s mouth, fighting for dominance. It had been quiet some time since they last held each other. With Mello the passion was so different than with that blond idiot that now owns everything that he worked for, not that he really gave a damn. No, with Mello everything was real and fuck was the sex truly amazing with him. Eventually they both pulled away, gasping for air. Matt was a bit dazed and weak at the knees, Mello always did that to him.
“Your surprise is,” Mello paused to catch his breath, “that you get to finally come with me.”
Finally, it was those words that Matt had been waiting for since he was 15 years old and found Mello in London, soon after Roger took it upon himself to close down Wammy’s House. Back then Mello had protested on letting Matt get involved in his dangerous life, but he allowed them to communicate and on occasions they would meet up, sometimes for hours, days, weeks, and that one time even for months. But now it was for real. He finally was able to stay with Mello forever.
“Hey, you bring any vehicle? I got dropped off here.” Mello asked Matt, causing the younger boy to snap out of his thoughts. “Yeah yeah, I have a Camero parked on the bottom of the hill.” Matt led the way, smiling to himself. He finally was breaking away and going back to his best friend and hopefully lover; his green eyed devil.