By Emily Lafary

We lay there, panting hard. I had my right arm over my eyes with a small smirk on my face. I glance underneath my arm to the blond next to me. His black shirt was sticking to his body from sweat; his dark pants still down to his knees. He had his eyes closed while he was catching his breath. Another minute passed when I felt weight on my stomach. I remove my arm to see the blond on top of me.
"Yes Mello?" I ask. There was some sort of sparkle in his blue eyes.
"You’re 13 today, right Near?" he asked.
I raise my eyebrow a bit, slightly confused. "Yes."
"You know how people give other people birthday hugs and stuff like that?" I nod, a little annoyed by him. If he was going to be on top of me, at least do something. (I blame my hormones for my short patience.) "Instead of 13 hugs, I’m going to fuck you 13 times." Mello had a smug smirk on his lips.
I sigh through my nose. I’ve should have seen this coming; Mello’s been coming to my room and… doing this for the past few months. "Joy," I say, monotone as always. Mello’s eyes filled with lust, seeing my seductive tone in my dark eyes. He kissed my lips hard and we started all over again.