Backdated Log! Who: Duo and Mello (bitterrosary) What: Smutful plottings of smut. >.> Where: Mello's room When: The last day of the Loli Curse Why: . . . because it's Duo in a dress. : | Warnings: Lolnekkid!Mello, pantyless!loli!Duo, and some fingering at the very end
Duo: *Has done up his hair in curly little pigtails to match the ruffly white lolita dress the closet insisted he wear and clasps his gloved hands behind his back, trying to look innocent after knocking on Mello's door*
Mello: *frowns and gets up to answer the door, since only a few people know where he lives, arches an eyebrow at the sight of Duo* Well hello. *lolnekkid*
Duo: *Grins at the lolnekkid* Hey- . . . *and then sees the bruising* What the hell happened t'you? *drops the "innocent" act and goes to brush his hair away from his face*
Mello: *almost winces back from the contact but stays manly, grinning a little* Near's a pissy little brat that's what.
Duo: . . . Near did that?
Mello: Mmhm.. apparently he got stronger as well as taller. *rolls eyes and steps aside to let Duo in, doesn't feel like talking in the hallway*
Duo: *Steps inside and takes his hair down while he waits for the door to close before grabbing Mello's wrist and dragging him over to the light so he can see better* So what'd you do t'piss him off?
Mello: *a little annoyed at being pulled but lets him* Completed a dare.
Duo: *Eyebrow* Which one?
Mello: *smirks* I gave him a haircut. *makes snipping motion with fingers*
Duo: . . . *smirk* Seriously?
Mello: Seriously. *walks over to desk and picks up a small knot of white curly hair* See?
Duo: *Shakes his head and walks over to the closet to get a first aid kit, still smirking* So he did all that over that little lock o'hair . . .
Mello: Pistol whipped me even, he really is a brat no matter how old he gets. *sits on the bed, licking his lips idly and tossing the hair to the side*
Duo: *Grins, pulls off the gloves, pushes him back so he's lying down, and straddles him, making his lack of underwear rather obvious* How old is this one anyway? Haven't seen him yet. *applies a couple of small, adhesive cooling strips to the worst of the bruises*
Mello: *slips his hands up to hold onto Duo's hips, grinning* Mm, twenty-two, or something like that. Older than me anyway. *frowns*
Duo: *Shrugs and wiggles his hips a little, grinning* Not like age means that much anyway. *wink*
Mello: Doesn't piss me off as much as how tall he is. *strokes hips, making a soft appreciative purr at that*
Duo: *Grins* Size doesn't matter much either, man.
Mello: its how you use it~?*snickers, pulling Duo's down by the front of his dress*
Duo: That's the idea. *runs a hand up his side and kisses him hard*
Mello: Mmm *kisses back, fisting a hand in Duo's hair* Lets get to that then shall we.
Duo: *Reaches over to grab a bottle of lube "conveniently" included in the first aid kit and shoves it into Mello's hand* What about retaliation? Don't tell me you're just gonna let him get away with that. *smirk*
Mello: *twirls in between his fingers* Of course not, just couldn't then because he was pointing the gun at me. *still owes him for the vampire thing too*
Duo: Got anything in mind?
Mello: So far 'beat the shit out of him' about covers it. Why? *trails fingers over Duo's arm* Having some inspiration?
Duo: *Grins* Oh, I was just thinkin'. *Rubs against him, slowly* It's been a while since I got t'use any o'my hard-earned breakin' and entering skills. *Grin widens a bit* And we don't really get t'gether that much . . .
Mello: *lets out a small groan, leaning up and biting at Duo's neck* ... *pauses, then barks with laughter* I think you're on to something there.
Duo: *Arches his neck and keeps up the movement of his hips* 'Course we'll hafta time it just right. Don't wanna take the chance that the building'll clean up before he gets there . . .
Mello: *Guides them with one hand, licking and nipping at Duo's neck* Nope... we'll just have to make sure he's suitably diverted. or find out when he will be.
Duo: *Groans breathlessly and reaches to guide Mello's free hand back behind him and under the dress* Should be easy enough . . .
Mello: *coats it in the lube, slipping it under the dress and resting against Duo teasingly* Mmm... it'll be fun. *bites hard at a spot*
Duo: *Shivers and presses back against his fingers* The best kinda revenge~
Mello: Brat won't know what hit him~ *slides one in*
Duo: *Stiffens just a bit and smirks down at him* Neither'll you if ya keep teasin' me like that.