Hi Silvia and Lum, You just wanted short stories that involved MxMxR didn't you? I've written a few, but they don't follow on as stories. They are just random drabbles. Different themes. Different everything, just to give you some choices. I've not written specifically for stories to be turned into panels of artwork before, but I've tried to keep that in mind. I've gone less for the psychological and more for the visual, which is a weird state for a writer to be in. :p Hope something fits what you had in mind. yours Matti xxxxx ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Mello unlocked the front door of his apartment, glancing up at the Capo beside him. Rod was huge. He dwarfed the blond teenager in height and girth; a fact made all the more stark by the slenderness and natural shortness of his companion. But what Mello lacked in stature, he made up for in personality. The door flung open, Mello strode first into the open room, startling the redhead at his computer. "Matt! I'd like to introduce you to a very special man." He smirked with a serpentine grace. "Who wondered if there were any more sexy creatures spawned from the same place as me. I, of course, said yes." Matt stared back, his expression hidden beneath goggles and a long fringe. Mello had suspected that it might come to this. The redhead rallied quickly, watching his blond lover carefully. All of his cues would come from him and the object would be to secure permission to use the missile, while also not getting killed. The stakes were high, but when were they not? Mello held out a hand and, without preamble, Matt joined him. The blond wrapped himself around him, possessive, nipping at his throat, while a hand trailed suggestively down Matt's back. It spoke loudly of their relationship, but they were also putting on a show. Matt understood that, as he submitted without question into Mello's administrations. Rod had closed the door behind him and stood now watching the couple before him. A huge grin cut his features, before a belly-laugh erupted from the pit of his stomach out into the air. "Two of you? Both as dirty as you are, Mello?" Mello's tongue slithered over his top lip. "Put us together and we're far worse." He stood behind Matt, hands draped over the redhead's chest. "Do you want to watch us or would you prefer to play too?" Mafia money had brought a huge bed and Rod sat on it now, a glass of whisky in his hand, as he watched the couple standing a few feet away from him. Mello stripped the striped shirt off his partner revealing the evidence of previous rough sex. Occasionally, Rod chuckled. Mello whispered, under the guise of nipping at Matt's ear, "You're a genius and a whore. Improvise." Mello danced, shedding leather as he did so; his movements loose and sultry. On the bed, the naked redhead moved behind Rod, his jacket already pulled off and fingers working nimbly to unhook the buttons on the shirt beneath. Rod watched Mello and submitted to being stripped by Matt. The Capo was already in an obvious state of arousal. <<<<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> I've just looked up 'drabble' and realised that these are supposed to be 100 word in length and reflect a single moment in time. kk Back to the drawing board. Drabble One