Shivering in anticipation, Matt watched as Mello grabbed the lube, getting ready. Debating on the answer and trying to reign in his breathing, Matt sat up a little, leaning over to kiss Mello; heated and possessive. Moaning against his mouth, Matt tugged on him a little, hand drifting down over his chest to brush his thumb over his tip. Barely ending the kiss, Matt whined a little, whispering against Mello's mouth. "None." He kissed him quickly. "Want it to hurt." Just a bit of a masochist.