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::Closed RP for Mello and Near::

((Likely to get NSFW))

It was the first time Near had been in the position of getting birthday presents for a boyfriend, and it was somewhat baffling.

After all, if Mello wanted something, wouldn't he just get it?

Still, Near wanted to at least try to celebrate. While Mello was out, he had a house elf bring in a chocolate cake, and stacked the neatly wrapped gifts he'd gotten on the bed; the obligatory high-end chocolate, several rare tomes on spell research, a few new floggers and other interesting 'toys'...

...and Near himself, dressed in only a black leather bow.

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I kiss him. "My little bondage slut," I whisper, kissing a trail from his lips to his ear. I bite his ear lobe gently, enough for him to feel teeth but not really hurt him. I suck on the flesh a moment and then move so I can whisper in his ear, "It really turns me on that you like being tied up so much."

"Nnhh..." Near moans, eyelids fluttering at the faint scrape of Mello's teeth. "It's so good, feeling how passionate you are, your fire."

"Are you happy, my Near?" I ask, kissing below his ear. "Even with things being difficult recently, are you happy we're together?" I keep kissing. I'm sure I know what his answer will be and I know what mine is.

"I'm very happy with you," Near murmurs. "We compliment each other. We fit."

"I'm glad," I whisper, continuing to kiss down his neck. I reach over and pick up one of the toys, the pinwheel and draw it down his side lightly.

Near sucks in a quick breath and holds very still. It feels so sharp, a needly prickling...

"Mello, ah god, that's intense!"

"So sensitive," I purr, sitting up so I can draw it over his stomach and chest and watch him. I try it just a little harder. "Very nice toy," I say. "Thank you, my Near."

He yelps; that drew a few thin streaks of blood. "Very, oh, it's very." He controls his breathing, recognizing the raggedness in it.

I lean over again and lick his body. "What should I try next?" I wonder aloud. "Does my little slut have a preference? Riding crop or prostate stimulator? Or both?"

"Oh," Near moans softly. "What do you want to see? What do you want to watch?"

I think a moment and then lift the prostrate stimulator. "I've never used one of these," I say, drawing it down his stomach. "Though, I've heard they're quite good." I smirk at him. "As I recall, someone questioned the value of toys before..."

Toys still seem vaguely silly to Near, but what's important is that Mello likes them.

"But you value them," he points out. "And I value you."

I kiss him lightly before sliding away from him so I can get the lube and adjust his legs so they're over mine. I smile at him "Let's see if this will change your mind about toys. One would think you'd like them, given the number you have," I say, waving my free hand at his legos and cards. I then rub his leg and push the stimulator in gently until it is all the way in. I rub his legs. "Well?"

"Can't build things out of... oh." It was harder than Mello, unyielding in its alien shape, the curves pressing against sensitive areas Mello's cock usually only brushed during sex. "That's different."

I laugh. "That's the point, my Near." I run my finger along the edge of the toy. "This type even lets you control it, from what I've read about them. You can contract your muscles and this part," I press on the front part, just under his balls, "will move, as will the part inside." I rub my hands on his legs. "Try it."

Curious, Near flexes, feeling the toy move within him. It is odd, but it feels good too, and Near shivers with pleasure.

"It's not warm like you are," he insists, "but it does feel nice."

"So," I say, leaning over to kiss him again. "I'm not going to replace myself with a toy and we can still enjoy them." I draw my hands lightly down his sides. "Now, would you like to feel it move while I beat your ass?" I ask, hovering over his lips.

Another delighted shudder at that, and Near steals a slow, lingering kiss.

"Would you like to watch that? Would you like to use your birthday gifts like that?"

I smile. "I love watching my Near squeal and enjoy himself." I move off him, standing beside the bed. I think I'm a little over dressed, though. "Strip me, then get on your hands and knees," I order him. It'll be interesting to see how he does it with his hands tied together.

Awkwardly, Near rolls onto his knees, his bound hands groping in front of him. "You're going to be hard to undress," he admits, reaching clumsily for the zipper of Mello's vest.

"If you really want, I'll untie you," I say, reaching up and brushing my fingers along his shoulders. "And, then, I'll just have to make sure to tie you again, probably your wrists to your ankles, when you're finished." I reach down and stroke his cock.

"Ohhhh..." Near leans into the touch, continuing his fumbling attempts to remove Mello's clothes. If Mello wants to hogtie him, he will, but he's still going to try to do what he's told.

I think about untying him, but I'm enjoying watching him and I know he really enjoys being tied up. "Before I retie you, though, I do have to decide just how I'm going to play with you after I test out the riding crop. Should I fuck you or ride you after I try and turn your ass as red as the end of that riding crop, Near?"

That's an easy one to answer, at least, with that curved little toy bobbing inside him at every twitch and movement.

"Fuck me," he says quietly. "I'd like you to fuck me."

I smirk at him. "That toy not enough for you, my Near?" I pull him closer to me, one hand reaching around behind him to fiddle with the toy. "Or, do you want to lose yourself?" I whisper. "Lose yourself and be mine, completely," I add, bending to kiss him.

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