"Who am I?" Murdoc asked. His hot, rancid breath blowing into 2-D's ear.
The blue haired man only whimpered. Tears were streaming down his cheeks, his lip bleeding red from were his 3rd teeth had torn the soft flesh, his short fingernails clawing at the tile floor of the studio, and his cock achingly hard between his legs.
The greenish hand tangled in his hair, tugging harshly; not only forcing the singers head back but making easy leverage for the satanist to thrust his member into his victim.
"Who am I!?" Murdoc snapped once again, biting down an already bruising, bleeding bite.
"M-murdoc is God!" The singer wailed he said, sobbing into the tile. Murdoc smirked. "Mhm. Yes." He said, patting the singer's bum roughly. As if rewarding him.
"And what am I trying to do?" He huffed, every other world punctuated by a sharp thrust.
Murdoc had 2-D on the floor of the recording studio. Lying on his chest, ass up. He had one firm grip in the singers blue locks and the other on his shoulder as he tried to force his cock dry into 2-D's tight entrance.
"Trying to fit in!" The blue haired man sobbed trying his very best to relax and sit still. Praying to any higher power that it would all be over soon.
"Right." Murdoc groaned pushing in all the way to the root with a satisfied groan. He yanked back on the singer's hair again, causing a heartbreaking whimper. Murdoc looked into the endless voids that were 2-D's eyes and rumbled in his deep, sand paper voice. Pulling out gently as he did so.
"Now sing it."
The moment the order left his mouth he thrust roughly back inside. The singer opened his mouth wide in a noiseless scream starring up at the ceiling like god would descend down and take him away. No such luck happened that day as Murdoc once again pulled out and rammed back in.
"MURDOC IS GO-D!" 2-D screamed out, forcing himself to twist the pitch so that it sounded harmonious. Murdoc groaned in his ear, clearly appreciating his singer's vocals.
"Again." He ordered, forcing himself forward
"Murdoc is God!" He bellowed out the line again, tears were rushing down his cheeks and dipping to the floor.
"Again."
"Murdoc is God!" His voice burdened with his breath and his cries of pain as Murdoc thrust particularly hard.
"What am I trying to do?"
"Trying to FI-T IN!" He cried out. Then gasping out in pain as Murdoc pulled out suddenly, flipping 2-D around and came on his face and chest. All the while with a sadistic grin on his face.
Once the white stream had ceased
Murdoc stood. Tucked himself in his pants and looked down at 2-D, his expression looking as though he was amused at his usual stupid antics. The blue haired man who lay panting on the floor, numb with pain and pills, starring up at Murdoc like he was a god to be feared as he claimed to be.
Murdoc's grin did not faultier when he leaned down and kissed the singer roughly. He shoved his long tongue passed the singers limp lips and plundered his mouth. He pulled away and stood up.
"Three more verses, love." He growled then sauntered out of the studio. Leaving 2-D on the ground, still hard, and covered in the seamen of a god.
Gosh wow ok guys hey. This isn't my first fanfic but it is the first one I have posted online. It was posted as a result of peer pressure from my wonderful friend. I would greatly appreciate constructive criticism so please rate and review! I think if this fanfic brings forth positive reviews and opinions I might continue to post! Thank you all for reading!
-Zillah
