there’s nothing i want but you [a mello / near wammy’s-era oneshot]

hi there! i have been intending to start using dreamwidth more often, and now that i have a new computer, it's a bit easier for me to actually do that :-) this piece is a oneshot prequel to my current main work-in-progress, i want to hold you (hostage), which at some point i will try to cross-post here as well. i would rate this particular piece as teen with no particularly large warnings but with notes for possessive behavior, mentions of bullying, and jealousy.

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“You like that,” Mello whispers, his face just centimeters from Near’s, his hands cupping the younger boy’s cheeks. “How I kiss you. You like it, don’t you?”

Near stares into his half-lidded eyes, gripping the back of Mello’s shirt and breathing heavy.

“Yes,” he says, dutiful. “I like it a lot.”

Mello kisses him again, twice in quick succession.

“Cute,” Mello says. “You wouldn’t let anyone else kiss you. Right?”

They’ve been through this routine enough times that Near’s answer is waiting on his tongue before Mello even finishes the question.

“Of course not.”

“Only me.” Mello claims Near’s mouth again, nipping at his lips gently.

“Only Mello,” Near agrees when the older boy allows him the space to speak.

“Yeah.” A shuddery breath and a soft curse, then fingers sliding into Near’s hair. “You’re mine.”

“I’m yours.”

“My Near. Îngerașul meu.” Mello pecks him on the nose. “No one else is allowed to do this. Not ever. Okay?”

“Okay,” Near says. “Are you going to…?”

Mello shushes him. “I’ve got you,” he says, and pulls Near in again.

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