Hi, How Are U?

Hi, how are u? <3

I was wondering if it was okay to request a Mello x fem reader smut? Just an established relationship thing where the reader is Mello’s live-in girlfriend and submissive, and she’s been demanding a lot of attention lately, which annoys him since he just has a lot of work to do. But when he sees how frustrated she gets from not being fucked, he decides to give her what she wants in the roughest way possible. You can include whatever sex act you’re most comfortable with, I’d just like it to have lots of slut-shaming/degradation, and I prefer if Mello is trans and uses a strap-on or other toy :) tyvm!

Hi!! I'm getting better, I got burnt out for a bit there and blanked on almost all of my requests. But, I'm in college now, and I'm writing this to destress lol

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Content: Trans!Mello x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+ content. Minors, DNI. Slut shaming, degradation, Mello being a bitch and calling you a bitch, hand around your throat but not actually choking you.

Notes: My first Mello smut!!! Also, we stan trans Mello in this house. Please don't tell me you can tell I don't know how strap-on sex works-

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You huff, slumping against the couch with your arms crossed. Mello was on his fifth damn call of the day, going back and forth, trying to figure out someone's schedule or some shit. Matt relentlessly mashed the buttons on his controller next to you. You didn't care what he was playing - you didn't even have the slightest idea.

"Right. Understood." Mello spoke his farewells to one of his "colleagues" before hanging up.

Perking up, you look over as he walks into the room. "Mel, can we-"

"No, not now." Mello walked right past you and into the kitchen. "I'm just getting water then going back to work."

You pouted and sighed. "But Mello, we haven't spent any time together in weeks!"

"Calm your shit. I have a lot of work to do and no time for you." Mello spoke harshly before chugging his water.

"Ouch!" Matt chuckled.

You hit the brunette on the head before turning back to the blonde. "But-"

"No fucking buts, (Y/n). I already told you everything I needed to say." Mello sneered, continuing to drink some water.

You scoffed before turning around and "watching" Matt play whatever stupid game he was on. Mello then walked closer to the couch.

"Hey, Matt, c'mon. We gotta go." Mello nudged his brother.

"Yup." Matt then saved his game and turned off the console in no less than a minute, standing to walk with the blonde to the door.

"Wait! I thought you had work!"

"This is work." Mello spoke without so much of a glance towards you.

Then, the brothers left. Huffing again, you felt tears pricking your eyes. This is how it's been lately, Mello brushing you off. At night he goes to sleep after you, and wakes up before you. His work is taking everything over, and he never even so much as touches you anymore.

No matter how much you beg.

Whining to yourself, you surmised that Mello wouldn't be home for a while. The time read 9:04 pm, and he most likely wouldn't be home until 2 am. Huffing once more, you just opted to turn off the lights and turn in for the night. What was another night without Mello...?

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Fucking torturous. Your lower half was bare as you groud your pussy into Mello's pillow. The ridges hit just right against your clit, but it wasn't doing the trick. No matter how much time passed, your body seemed to involuntarily edge itself. Only Mello could do the trick anymore.

And with the past few weeks being like they have, you weren't sure if Mello would ever touch you again.

Trying to go at it again, you could feel heat bubbling up in your lower stomach once more, but it was more painful. 'How long have I been doing this?'

You hadn't been watching the time. Mello had come home, albeit earlier than expected. Matt went straight to bed, tired after driving all night long. Mello, having to chase someone down and get in a few fights, was also admittedly tired. Going to open his bedroomm door that he shared with you, he was greeted with a rather shocking sight.

You, furiously riding his pillow. But, of course you couldn't reach your high, and your hips stopped moving. Sighing to yourself, you took the pillow out from under you and placed it back on Mello's side of the bed.

"Just fuckin' forget it...he wont touch me anyway..."

"No no, baby." Mello spoke. "Keep goin' for me."

Turning, you saw your beloved blonde. "And why should I? You wont give me any fucking attention!"

"I've been busy."

"And I still make time for you when I'm busy! Especially for your damn needs." You glared at him.

Mello took in your figure. Hair disheveled, eyes narrowed, face red with frustration, his shirt covering your torso, and thighs slightly coated in your sweat and slick. The dim lighting seemed to help set the mood, making every part of you seem sexier.

Biting his lip and throwing his jacket off, he approached the bed. "Yeah? Fine, then, you fuckin' slut. I'll give you what you want."

Mello crashes his lips on yours, climbing over you and pressing you into the bed. He moulds his lips over yours, running one of his hands over your breasts.

"Mmh, no bra?" Mello chuckles as he tweaks your nippe through your shirt. "Of course you would."

"What's- mmh- that supposed to mean?" You asked between kisses.

"It means you're a fucking slut." Mello kisses you again. "Did you not hear me earlier?"

You opened your mouth to answer, but he plunged his tongue into your mouth. Swirling his tongue around and battling with your own, he slides his hand under your shirt to grope at your chest and pull at your nipples. You moan into the kiss and twist around, loving the pleasure as a result of his hands.

Mello's other hand dipped between your legs to drag up and down against your clit. You moaned louder and arched your back, accidentally breaking the kiss.

"Yeah, yeah you fuckin' like that? Of course you fuckin' do." Mello spits out, watching your face contort into pleasure. "Always demanding my fuckin' attention. Don't you know when to quit?!"

Mello's fingers work faster against your clit, building your orgasm higher and higher. Your speech reduced to moans and mumbles, Mello laughs in your face.

"Look at you, grinding against my fingers like a bitch in heat. What a fuckin' slut for me."

"Y-Yes, Mello! O-only for you!"

"Only for me?" Mello grins, slowing down.

"Yes! Yes! Please!" You grab his wrist, trying to grind against his fingers faster.

That caused Mello to stop. "Nuh uh. Good girls are patient. You're not a good girl."

"Yes! Yes I am! I promise I-"

Mello wrapped a hand around your throat, but being careful not to squeeze. "Shut up."

His tongue was inside your mouth again, swirling around. You whined into the kiss, pawing at his clothes.

"The fuck do you want now, slut?"

You whined, pawing at his pants. Mello made a grunt in response.

"You sure you deserve it? You've been a bad girl."

"I want it! Please, Mello!"

Mello slowly slid his hand off of your throat. Thinking to himself for a moment, he finally huffed, returning his hand to your throat, once more not squeezing.

"Fuckin' beg, like the bitch you are."

"Please! Oh, please, Mello! I want it- no, I need it! I wanna cum, and only you can make that happen! Please, please, I wont beg for your attention anymore, I'll be good! I'll be a good girl, just please-!"

Mello leaned back and moved to open one of the drawers in his nightstand. Pulling out the strap, he laid it on the bed before unzipping his pants and pulling them down.

"Since you begged so nicely..." Mello situated the strap on his hips. "I suppose I can give you this."

He pulled one of your legs over his shoulder, leaning forward so the tip of the strap on touched your entrance. The other leg laid flat so he had something to grind on.

"Are you ready?"

All you could do was meekly nod. Mello pushed in, not giving you time to adjust as he set a faster, rough pace. Gripping your hips to pull you in closer, the rocking motion of him against your leg stimulated his own clit.

Both of your moans mixing together and bouncing off the wall, skin smacking against skin, the feel of him rapidly moving in and out of you, it almost became too much.

"Mel-lo! Slow d-down!"

"Nuh-uh!" Mello moaned. "You wanted it, and I'm- ah!- giving it to you!"

Leaning forward more, Mello's moans grew louder than yours, finding he had more stimulation this way, and the dildo seemed to thrust deeper inside of you. Clawing at Mello's back, you moaned and whined for him, begging him to let you cum.

"Mello! Mel! Ple-please! Please make me cum! Please! Oh~!"

Mello panted between his own moans. "Look at me when you cum. Fuckin' look at me!"

Mello grabbed your jaw and made you look into his eyes as he picked up his already impossible pace. "Let go, let go, cum for me. Cum for me, slut. My slut! Ah~!"

The coil kept wrapping tighter and tighter and tighter, Mello moving his free hand to furiously thumb your clit. Letting out a final scream, the coil burst, and Mello drank in your post-orgasmic state. Grinning down at you as you came all over the dildo, he continued to thrust, grinding himself on your thigh.

"M-Mello...! T-too much!"

"Shut it." Mello whispered, burying his face in the crook of your neck as he furiously ground his clit against your thigh, resulting in the dildo furiously pounding in and out of you.

"M-Mello!"

Clawing at his back again, the coil started to build up again. Mello bit your neck and gripped your sides as he neared his orgasm, trying to silence his moans.

"Me-Mello, I'm gonna...!"

"I know, I know, me too...!" Mello panted, keeping his pace.

Pushing your leg back as far as it could go, he pounded into your pussy, thumbed your clit once more, while furiously grinding his own clit against your thigh.

Finally, you both came together with a loud scream of each other's names. You felt lightheaded as he slowed to a stop, but also fulfilled. Both of you panted and gently let go of each other, Mello slowly pulling out and pulling off the strap.

Lazily dropping it on the ground, making you laugh, he opted to just lay on top of you.

"That was...ah..." Mello spoke.

"I...I'm sorry f-"

"Nah. Don't even. I was pent up, too." Mello panted. "You're fine, baby."

Mello gave you a kiss before playing with your hair, returning his face to your neck. Letting out one last sigh before nuzzling into your boyfriends embrace, you closed your eyes, ready to fall asleep.

"Next time, shut the goddamn door!" Matt yelled from down the hall.

Nibbles, Vol 1; Vol 2

He’s a ten, but he is condescending and lies quite often. He also sits weird, baths in a washing machine, pee squatting, and generally looks like a frog.

Hello<3 may I request Mello x fem reader fluff/comforting hcs of him comforting reader because he’s been so busy and not making any time for her? Also can reader have a very sweet and caring personality to the point she didn’t even confront Mello about it instead someone had to point it out for him to realize?<3

Hiii! <3 Omg I love talking to y'all. And yes ofc I can!!! Quick question tho: Are you the same Mello anon as the one I just posted? :O

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Content: Mello x Fem!Reader

Warnings: neglect from Mello's end, but it gets sorted out :3

Notes: I finally finished my homework, so I hope this doesn't display how absolutely braindead I am from homework rn lol

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Sighing to yourself as you scroll through the messages you last sent Mello, detailing how you wished his day would go okay, that you loved him and offered your support if he needed it. Although, with how silent he'd been recently, you doubted he needed it.

He hadn't responded to you in three days. And before that, a simple "okay." And before that? More days of radio silence. He hadn't even read your messages. You'd been with him long enough to spot the signs of his life getting too hectic and busy to keep up with you.

But, as you read through your messages to him, you'd noticed you gradually sent less and less. You were sad that Mello wasn't replying, or even attempting to reach out to you or make it up to you...had he stopped caring?

'No,' You thought. 'He'd tell me if he did...'

But what if he didn't? What if he figured this was the easiest way? A shuddering sigh made its way out of your mouth at the thought, and so you opted to just close out of the text conversation all together.

"No, no, stop that...he'll...he'll get back to me eventually." You rested your head back against the couch. "Right...?"

Sitting by yourself for a moment, you pondered what to do now. You didn't want to text Mello again in fear of getting in the way of something. Looking towards the window, you noticed the sun was setting. This would be prime time for Mello's group to act on whatever devious plan they may or may not have set. It wasn't a good idea to text him right now anyways.

A ping came from your phone, and you felt your heart skip a beat in excitement. Was it Mello?! You opened your phone, but your smile fell as you saw it was your friend, Ike, instead.

Ike: Hey (Y/n), wanna hit the town with me tonight? :3

(Y/n): Couldn't hurt. Stuck at home doing nothing.

Ike: Again? Where's that blonde bombshell of yours?

(Y/n): No clue

Ike: Oh :( Well, I'll come pick you up in an hour for dinner and drinks, alright?

(Y/n): Thanks, Ike. See you soon.

You figured it was okay to do this. It wasn't like Mello was around to say no. Even if he was, who was he to tell you no? Cleaning yourself up to look at least a little decent for a night out, you waited patiently for Ike. While constantly checking your phone for any sign of Ike or Mello. Mello still hadn't read your messages, which hurt, but you were forced to brush it off.

Finally, Ike texted you that he was outside, and you promptly left your apartment. He brought you to a nice bar and grill, the both of you catching up and talking about your respective relationships. Once Ike finished telling you about his plans to propose to his boyfriend, he asked you again about Mello.

"Oh, we're fine." Shrugging it off with a small smile, you took a sip of your wine. "He's just been a little busy is all."

Ike's own smile fell a bit. "Y'know, he's been a little more um...busy than usual. Every time I text you these days, he seems to not be around."

"Everything's fine, Ike. Just work dragging him away again." You chuckled lightly. "Now, back to this proposal of yours..."

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Matt and Mello were finally done for the night, riding back home on Mello's motorcycle. Stopping at a stoplight, Mello kept his eyes on the light, itching for it to turn green.

"Um, Mello?" Matt mumbled.

"What?"

"Look." Matt pointed to the restaurant next to them.

Mello turned to look, and saw you and Ike sitting in the restaurant. It made Mello's chest tighten up in jealousy, but he had to remind himself that Ike was with someone.

"So? It's her friend. Whatever."

"But what if Ike and his boyfriend broke up?"

"No, she'd tell me."

"Would she? I mean, you haven't been giving her any attention lately."

"What do you mean? Been giving her plenty of fuckin' attention." Mello grunts.

"Really? Dude, check your messages."

Sighing, Mello dragged his phone out, wondering why the light was taking so long to change. Of course, he saw missed texts from you. But they were less than they were usually. You'd only texted him once today, and yesterday only three texts remained. The day before, four of them.

"Better be careful, she might be losing interest from your neglect..." Matt whistled.

Looking back up at the two of you in the restaurant, Mello growled again. Once the light finally turned, he revved his bike before riding away.

"Wha-" Matt turned to watch the restaurant disappear quickly behind them. "What are you doing?! Don't you want her?"

"I do! But I'm dropping you off first!"

Matt sighed, secretly disappointed. He wanted to see how Mello would worm his way back into your heart.

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When you and Ike were leaving, you felt a little sad to be going home alone again, even if the ride back home would still be in Ike's presence.

"Hey, are you sure you're alright? You can spend the night with me and Cameron if you'd like." Ike offered a small smile.

"Thanks, but...I don't wanna intrude." You gave another small smile, even though you wanted to.

"Oh, you wouldn't be-" Ike started, genuinely trying to comfort you.

"She said no." Mello sneered, stepping into the dim light outside the restaurant.

"Mello?" You perked up.

"Hey. I um...I need to talk to you."

That made your heart drop to your stomach. This is when he breaks up with you, right? Ike looked down at you before patting your shoulder and walking into the parking lot. However, he wasn't going to drive away, in case Mello really did leave you and you needed a ride home.

"Look, I um..."

You looked down at the ground. "Just get it over with already, Mello..."

"Huh?"

"You're breaking up with me, right?"

"What? No! I'm trying to apologize for not being around lately!" Mello grabbed your shoulders, then dropped his volume. "Who said I was breaking up with you? I'll kill them!"

"No, calm down, nobody did. I just assumed..."

"Oh. No. Baby, I love you. I'm...I'm really, really sorry that I haven't been able to get back to you or see you often lately. Work's been dragging me down, swamping me and forcing me to make it my first priority."

When Mello was sure you weren't going to say anything, he continued, pulling you closer.

"I should have texted you more, let you know what was going on...I didn't even know how much I was neglecting you until Matt pointed you out in this restaurant tonight. I'm really, really sorry. And I...I can understand if you can't forgive me."

"Mello..." You sighed. "Just...please make sure to at least let me know you're okay, just busy?"

"I will, I promise, anything you want." Mello put his hands on your cheeks.

"Alright..." You put your hands on his wrists. "Alright, I forgive you."

Mello kissed you before leading you to his motorcycle, helping you get situated before driving off. Ike smiled softly at the sight before driving home himself.

Once you and Mello got home, you moved to the couch to sit, but Mello stopped you.

"What are you doing?"

"You've got some other work, right?" You were so used to his busy schedule now, you just kind of assumed.

"No. Tonight's all about you, hon." Mello wrapped an arm around your shoulder, dragging you to your shared bed.

Mello spooned you in the bed, placing chaste kisses along your cheek, neck, and shoulder. His hands resting at your stomach, fiddling with your shirt as he tells you all the shit that went down over the few weeks.

After he finished, he then told you about stupid shit Matt did, and Mello reveled in your tired laugh. Moving you to face him, he laid on top of you, looking into your eyes before leaning down to kiss you on the lips.

You, of course, returned the kiss, and smiled comfortingly at Mello when he pulled away.

"I love you."

"I love you too, Mello."

Not quite a super fun fact, but not one that everyone is aware of. L never truly liked the guy.

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