Matt lifted up his arms, revealing his erection.
Mello sometimes forgot that Matt was a 19-year-old still learning to control his sex drive. Personally, sex was no big deal to him. It was simple routine of kiss, fuck, come, and done. Matt still had a lot to learn and Near..., well, he wasn't even sure if he even had a sex drive.
"Matt, you have to learn to control yourself. I mean, seriously, getting an erection from Near?" Although, he had to admit, degrading Near was particularly arousing and he looked sort of cu-- fuck, now he was getting turned on too.
Mello definitely hadn't expected this would happen. He thought Near would look awkward, ugly, and stupid with the makeup and that cheap nightgown, making for some great comedic material. Instead, he felt like a pre-pubescent boy starting to 'discover' girls for the first time.
Near looked beautiful. The clothing lovingly embraced his form revealing his taut, pink nipples and pale skin. The stockings gave Near a bit of feminine edge in that it gave more form to his legs and thighs. The makeup application was terrible, but it was so unlike boring Near that it was sexy. Also, humbled, embarrassed, and flushed, Near looked very cute, and corruptible.
Mello eyed the boy once more, hungrily tracing his legs, thighs, waist, chest, arms, neck and lightly-pinked face.
Fuck, he wanted to make the boy scream.