Another whimper slipped past Matt's lips as he shuddered, sweat beading on his forehead and rolling down. When had it gotten so hot in there? Whining a little, he rocked his hips a bit, lifting himself off Mello's cock an inch or two before moving back down again. Breathing hard, he bit Mello's neck rather roughly before rocking his hips again, nails raking down over Mello's chest; the sensory overload of everything Mello made it hard to concentrate. Even harder to move. Nuzzling up under his ear, Matt licked across the lobe, moaning against it quietly. "Feels so fucking good, Mello. Sh-should've fucked me more often back home, you know." He nuzzled up along his head, nipping at the shell of his ear. "You should have fucked me right into the bed, hard enough to make the entire bed rock. Bet that's what you want to do now." He moved his hips again, although just barely. "Bet you're desperate to do it."