(WARNING!! STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT!! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!)

-2 Years Later-

~{Y/N}'s POV~

"Okay, so where exactly are you taking us?" I asked Mello.

He had made Matt and I pack up all of our bags and leave our apartment. We had been living there for a long time, until Mello suddenly told us that we were moving. The only info he gave either of us was that we were going to be moving to an actual house. I wonder how he's going to get us a house.

"I already told you, you'll see when we get there. Jeez. Just wait." He said. We were all crammed into the back seat of the same mafia car from the day we were reunited with each other.

"I'm not too keen on that. Just tell us." Matt said, and Mello sighed.

"My boss said that it was inappropriate for {Y/N} and I to live in an apartment , so he gave us his beachfront house. It was supposed to be a surprise for {Y/N}, Matt."

"Holy shit!!" I yelled. "A beachfront house?! Damn, Mello, I could kiss you!!"

"I wouldn't mind a kiss..." He muttered, and I kissed him full-on the mouth.

"Happy now, Yellow Mello?"

"Yeah. Always."

"Ew, you two are gross. I don't wanna see you guys make out." Matt complained, and I smirked.

"And yet you were fine seeing me 90% naked."

"T-that was different. You were high as fuck. And that was two years ago."

The car pulled into a parking lot in front of a large, modern house. It was visually appealing, and I immediately fell in love with the place. Mello picked me up and carried me inside like a princess.

"What're you doing, idiot?!" I asked, looking at him with an embarrassed look.

"I'm carrying my bride into our new house." He smirked, and I blushed.

"W-we're not married, Mello. Put me down." I ordered, and he obliged.

There were furniture and appliances already there. In fact, there was everything we needed up to food in the freaking fridge.

"Boss really likes the two of us, huh?" I said, and Mello nodded.

"Yeah. And he also invited Matt to join the pack too. We're all going to be part of the mafia, I guess."

"Yeah," I agreed. "I guess."

Matt walked into the kitchen and sat on the counter. "Who gets which bedroom, Mel?"

We all went upstairs and saw the bedrooms. The master bedroom was a typical married couples' bedroom; with a king sized bed, a walk in closet, and a bathroom inside of it. The next bedroom and the last one we're basically the same; the only difference was that one had a walk-in closet. I want either the master or the second bedroom.

Mello and Matt both looked at me. "Well, Princess, which one do you want?" Mello asked, and I blushed.

"The... The master bedroom." I said. What? I was being honest.

"Good. Matt, I'm taking the second bedroom. You get the last one. Let's start unpacking." He said, and Matt's jaw dropped.

"But I want the second bedroom!!" He complained.

Oh, God. Here it comes...

"Well, Matt, that's just too damn bad. I need the closet. I have way more stuff than you do."

"No you don't. Dude. I have tons of clothes and videogames with me."

As they argued back and forth, I felt my patience wearing thin, until finally I cracked. "STOP IT, BOTH OF YOU!!" I yelled, and they stared at me in annoyance. "Jeez, you know what, Mello, take the master bedroom, and Matt, take the second one. I'll sleep in the last one."

"No." Mello said. "I refuse to have you sleep in the smallest bedroom. Besides, you need the space. Matt and I will sleep in the smaller bedrooms."

"...or you could sleep with me..." I suggested, and Mello's face lit up.

"R-really?!" He asked.

"Not in the kinky way, but yeah. Just to sleep. Absolutely no sexual stuff. And if you start to snore, you sleep in the back room. Deal?"

"Deal." Mello said, clinging to me.

I just dug my own grave, huh? Me and my big ass mouth.

"So I can have the middle room?!" Matt questioned, and I nodded. "HELL YEAH! I LOVE YOU GUYS!!"

"Yeah, yeah," I dismissed, heading back downstairs to get all of my stuff. I pulled my luggage up the stairs and into the master bedroom.

Okay, so now that I'm sharing a room with Mello, I'll have to be more discreet about my stuff, huh? No more chilling in my room naked, or leaving my clean panties on the dresser for when I need to change. Ugh. Getting my period is gonna suck when it happens for the first time while we're here.

Mello followed behind me a few minutes later, with boxes of all of his stuff. "Want me to help you unpack?" He asked, and I shook my head.

"I think I've got it." I said, and I began taking out my clothes and other belonging and putting them where they needed to go.

~2 Hours Later~

"Sweet baby Jesus we're done!" Mello yelled, laying back on the bed.

"Well, you still have tons more to do but yeah." I agreed.

"Is Matt done?"

"Yeah. He's playing with his DS."

"Then we should do something to celebrate. Any ideas?" He said, grinning.

"Well, I did notice some alcohol in the cabinet..." I said.

"Hell yeah!! Okay, MATT!! COME DOWNSTAIRS SO WE CAN CELEBRATE OUR NEW CRIB!!"

I heard a faint grunt as Mello and I walked out of the bedroom and downstairs to the cabinet. Inside were pictures of all three of us that Matt had developed and Mello had framed. There were even pictures from back at Wammy's, with Near and L. L... I thought. He'd be so happy to see the two of us together. He always said that we were like a married couple.

Mello dug deep into the cabinet and found a huge bottle of red wine. "Will this do, {Y/N}?"

"Sure," I said. "It's not like we know what everything in there tastes like."

He shrugged and went back to the kitchen to find a corkscrew. I followed behind and at the same time, Matt finally came downstairs. "What're you two doing?"

"We're gonna celebrate. With red wine. Get your ass over here, Matty." I said.

Mello used the corkscrew to open the wine and I got 3 glasses. He poured each of us about 3/4 of a glass and I raised mine in a toast. "It's been a great 3 years. We separated, reunited, and have finally settled in one place. I love it. Matt, you're my close friend and I adore you, and Mello, my baby, you're my man and my best friend in life. I love both of you so much. Cheers!!" I said, and we all touched our glasses together and drank the wine.

Holy shit!! This is really good.

"Oh, my God." Mello said. "Who in hell created this? This is really good!"

"Yeah..." Matt agreed.

I poured more wine into our glasses and we all kept drinking and drinking until we finished the bottle. I drank about 8 glasses. Matt had stopped at 4, and Mello stopped at 5, but I couldn't stop. I got completely and hopelessly drunk.

~Mello's POV~

Well, after all of us, or rather, {Y/N} finished the bottle of red wine, we decided to have a little more fun. "How about we play some music or something? {Y/N}, where's your speaker?" I asked, and she giggled.

"In my rooooooooooom, Mellooooooo." She slurred, and I sighed.

She's so fucking drunk.

I went upstairs and got the speaker. It was a Beats Pill that L had bought her when we were at Wammy's. When he was still alive. Shaking off the memory, I went downstairs and grabbed {Y/N}'s phone, plugged it into the speaker, and played {Y/N}'s favourite song: "Mirrors" by Justin Timberlake.

"Man," Matt said, "Don't play this song!! It's so fucking slow and romantically depressing."

"AW SHIT THIS IS MY JAM MOTHERFUCKERS!!" {Y/N} yelled, "MELLOOOOO. DANCE WITH MEEEEEEEE BABYYYYYYY."

She grabbed me and began leading me in a drunken farce of a waltz. Oh, my God. {Y/N}, I love you, but you're so goddamn hyper when you're drunk.

Then Matt grabbed the phone and changed the song. The beat to "GDFR" played, and {Y/N} let go of me. Finally. "MATTYYYYYY..." She whined, "I WAS DANCING WITH MELLOOOOO."

"Well, I hate that song. Dance with him to this." He said, and I sighed.

"What's another song you like, Princess?"

"THAT SONG FROM MAGIC MIKE. PONYYYYY." She said.

God, just kill me now. L, if you're in heaven; which I'm 99% sure you are, can you help me out here?

"Okay, okay. The one by Ginuwine, right? Hold on." I found the song and played it. As soon as the intro played, {Y/N} pinned me down and sat down on my waist. I was laying flat on the floor and she was making it impossible to get up.

"Mello..." She muttered. "I want you..."

Oh, God. No. Keep your self control. She's a virgin. She's still innocent. Stay calm. You can't do it with her while she's drunk. That's like the ultimate betrayal.

"{Y/N}," I said, "Get off of me. Come on. Let's get you to bed."

She pouted and bent down, her nose touching me. "No, Mello. I want you now." She said, kissing me while Matt watched in horror.

"Um, im just gonna go..." Matt said, utterly embarrassed and traumatized.

"No, wait!!" I called after him, but it was no use. He walked out the front door. I was stuck there with {Y/N}, who was grinding on my pants to the beat of the music.

"Mello, I want you. Mello. Mello..." She kept saying, and my self control began to wear away. If this continues, I won't be able to hold back...

"I got it. Get off me, {Y/N}. C'mon. Let's go upstairs." I said, and she got off of me. Finally...

I picked her up again and went upstairs. Then I dropped her down on the bed and tucked her in.

"Go to bed. You're drunk. Sleep." I said, and I kissed her on the forehead and turned to leave. But {Y/N} grabbed hold of my shirt and pulled me back.

"NO!" She yelled. I looked at her with a face of disapproval and she began to cry. "Mello, do you hate me?"

My eyes widened and I sat down on the edge of the bed. "No, of course not. Why would you even think that? I love you."

"Well, then why haven't you tried to have sex with me?!" She asked boldly.

What? Wait, wait, go back. Did she just ask why I haven't tried to have sex with her? Oh, God.

"You're young. I just... Don't want you to waste your first time. That's special. It should be with someone you love." I said, and she pulled me by the collar again.

"Mello, get it through your thick skull!!" She exclaimed. "The one I love is you!! I love you!! No one else, just you, Mello!! The only one I want is you!!"

That's it. Goodbye, self control. I'll see you when I regain you.

I pinned {Y/N} down on the bed and kissed her. It tasted like wine and chocolate. I bit on her bottom lip, begging for entrance. With quick obedience, she opened her mouth just enough for me to slip my tongue in, entwining it with hers. She let out a small moan, and it turned me on. It was so sexy.

Oh my God. I'm gonna lose it.

"Take off your clothes. They're in the way." I ordered, and {Y/N} slipped everything off in less than 30 seconds.

Okay, Mello. Don't forget that it's her first time. Don't go crazy. She's never done this. Well, neither have you... But you don't have to take something into your body. Take it nice and slow. Be gentle.

Slipping a finger into her, I slowly moved it back and forth.

"Ah, Mello..." She moaned, and I grinned.

I could get used to this... This is so erotic!!

I kept at my actions for a while, adding a finger every once in a while. Finally she sat up and whispered in my ear. "Mello, I don't want your fingers. I want this."

She reached down and rubbed my pelvic region and I blushed. Okay, Mihael. This is the moment of truth. Don't fuck this up.

{Y/N} layed back down and spread her legs, and I slowly pushed myself into her. "Mel...lo!!" She screamed, and I paused.

"Are you okay?" I asked, noticing that she looked pained.

"It's fine, Mel, just move." She ordered, and I pulled out up until the tip. Then I began thrusting in and out, making her scream in pleasure. "Ah, Mello!! More!!"

I began to move faster, making every minute, no, every second worth our first time. And for me, it was.

It was one of the best things I'd ever done.

"{Y/N}," I said, panting in sync with her, "I love you. I love you so much."

I moved more quickly and furiously until the both of us climaxed. I pulled out of her and fell to her side, and she moved my blonde hair out of my face. "I love you, too, Mello." She whispered, and I smiled.

I'm happy that she was my first.

"Y'know, that was my first time ever having sex..." I told her, and she looked at me, shocked.

"No way. Are you serious?" She asked, and I nodded.

"Yeah, why? Is it really that hard to believe?"

"No, it's just that you're so promiscuous around girls, so I thought... Never mind. It was my first time, too."

"Yeah, I knew. Else then I would've been way more ruthless and brutal." I said and she smiled.

"Aw, thanks for thinking of me. You're so sweet."

"No, it's fine. It's common sense to be gentle when it's someone's first."

"Whatever. I'm so tired. Ugh."

"Yeah, me too, let me just-" I began, but was then cut off by the sound of light and gentle snoring.

And she's asleep.

I glanced down at her and sighed, a smile spread across my face. "Unbelievable. Well, goodnight." I said, giving {Y/N} a small kiss on the forehead. "Love you."

And I stayed in the bed with her, both of us naked and exhausted from everything. I laid down beside her and fell asleep.

And it was the most peaceful sleep I'd had in an extremely long time.