| This Chapter was intended to be longer, but I wanted to hurry and release something. Plus, I need to update 'Budge Up' : So the rest will continue on the next chapter (: |
The next day, 2D awoke early to the sound of loud, clashing thunder, which he knew Murdoc hated. Murdoc always complained about storms. He liked cloudy, grey skies, but if thunder was involved, it'd change his whole mood. He'd said this hate was brought up by some of his childhood traumas, or something like that, but then he'd drift of while discussing it. The others knew not to further discuss it.
2D then remembered how he left Murdoc wide-eyed in the bathtub. He really didn't want to see him in Murdoc in his skin after what he'd done just the night before, probably only a few hours ago, actually. He was so embarrassed. He groggily arose from his bed. There were some hardened spots on his sheets from his earlier adventures. He changed his boxers. He'd still smelled like sex, even if was induced by his self. He put his shirt on backwards, too exhausted to care about his appearance. He threw on some flannel pajama bottoms and slowly headed into the depths of one of Kong's many hallways. Looking to his left, he saw that the light from the bathroom was still on, shining vividly. Easy to see since it was so dark from the storm. Hoarse snoring erupted from within the loo. Murdoc sounded as if he had a sore throat, probably from sleeping naked in now-cold water.
Sighing, tip-toeing carefully, he glanced into the brightly lit room, almost gasping when Murdoc came into view. 2D went over to the man's shivering body, the water, now very murky from the grime on Murdoc. Slowly reaching around Murdoc's body to drain the water, 2D lifted Murdoc out. He was freezing and wrinkly. Everywhere. The first thing that came to 2D's mind was to dry him off and put him underneath the electric blanket. Since he's clean, I might as well lay down with him, he thought.Attempting to carry Murdoc into his room, he sighed and leaned on the wall, struggling. Thinking about all the things he needed to clean made his head hurt. Murdoc's door was slightly agape. Without thinking, the blunette kicked the door hard, grunting while doing so. The door backlashed and came back, hitting Murdoc right in on the forehead. It would've hit 2D, but since he was carrying Murdoc, he acted as a barrier. They both fell with a thud.
"Tha 'ell.." Murdoc woke up, responding to the fall. Arching his eyebrows and looking up at 2D with confused and tired eyes.
"You fell asleep in the tub so I-"
SMACK
2D stared at Murdoc with wide eyes as Murdoc slapped both of his hands on his cheeks. Murdoc began yanking and pulling on his cheeks, making 2D's face fly everywhere. He straddled 2D and started poking him everywhere. The taller man didn't know what to think of this..strange behavior.
Russel came out of his room smelling foul. 2D stared up at him while the overly-wrinkled man played with his cheeks in earnest interest. 2D eyed Russel a silent 'help.' Russel shook his head and walked towards the men. 2D began to breathe through his mouth to block out the stench reflecting from Russel's pits. As he began to pull the two men apart, Murdoc thrashed around. Finally giving up, Murdoc got up and walked to his bed, closing the door.
"You feelin' betta', Russ?" 2D asked, either avoiding the previous scene or out of genuine concern.
"..Yeah, 'D, but I'm thinking about taking Noodle to the doctor..it ain't normal that she's sleepin' like this while being so sick."
"B-but Murdoc told us not to ever go to the doctor when we get sick," 2D said, at the same to feeling selfish. He did notice Noodle sleeping a lot.
2D's head still hurt and he was congested, but his most of his stomach pains had ceased the night they came. He thought to himself if Murdoc's gestures were caused by his alcohol withdrawals.
"Yo, man what the hell is in this bathtub! Oh, uh-uh," he heard Russel complain. Not willing to clean the dirt ring, 2D got up and went the kitchen. Retrieving small bottles of gin for Murdoc, he felt like it couldn't hurt. Walking back, he heard the shower being turned on.
"Fank God," 2D mumbled to himself.
He thought he heard something coming from his room, but decided to check up on it after he'd done Murdoc. When he opened the door, Murdoc was not in bed. He looked around for any signs of the man hiding. The room was fairly clean, considering no one is usually occupying it. Realizing that Murdoc wasn't in there at all, 2D ran to hurriedly ran to his room. He was wide-eyed at what he'd seen. Murdoc was sitting on his dirty sheets, facing the door with a smirk on his face. His facial expression made 2D want to melt right there.
"Hey..Murdoc.." 2D stammered, slowly approaching the man.
"Stu," the smug man replied. Stu, he said Stu.
"Wotcha doin' in my room?" The vocalist stammered. He casually walked over to the bed. 2D eyed the flesh jack that barely peeked from beneath, sticking out his foot to hide it further. His foot met with the bassist's. Their feet stayed mid-air for a few seconds before Murdoc grunted and kicked the flesh jack out from under. Exposing it to its consumer.
"Stuart, I'm bored. Why don't we play with your toys for a bit, eh?"
2D's face flushed a bright crimson color, his throat became parched. He stayed hushed as Murdoc bent down to retrieve the play thing 2D had been toying with not too long ago. Murdoc prodded with the thing, seemingly unknowing how it's used.
"What issit?" Murdoc asked with eager interest.
"Uh..uh..i-it's a flashlight! Yeah! Yeah.." 2D turned even redder for coming up with such an obvious lie.
"Where's the switch?"
"…"
"Where's the light supposed to be?"
"…"
"How the fuck to I turn it on, yew twit!"
Eyes were darting everywhere as Murdoc began to stick his finger in the small slit.
"Wait!" 2D rushed over and snatched the sex object. "I brought you some gin..I know it's small but you're still sick and all so-"
"I ain't sick, you're sick, yew bastard."
Murdoc straddled 2D, taking back article, smirking like a maniac. After a few seconds passed, he slowly slid down, making 2D gulp and lowly hyperventilate. Murdoc noticed the bulge quickly erupted from 2D's loose pajama pants. Getting up, he threw the object on the bed and stood 2D up, taking him by his hands. 2D arose stiffly, too stunned to even hide his pride.
"I'm bored," Murdoc said again.
"'M sorry.." 2D managed to say.
"Come show my how to use this, ya?"
"I don't fink that's a good idea.."
"It's a flashlight right? Where'd you get a flashlight shaped like a mouth?"
".."
Murdoc was growing impatient.
"Okay, use your hands to show me then. Like puppets." He smirked.
2D unwillingly sat on the bed next to the determined man. He both hands up and folded them, looking down.
"O-ok.. Dis is the flesh- flashlight! .. And dis is..me."
"Mhmm."
"And it only works when you're excited enough.. cos' then it ain't no fun.."
"Mhmm."
"This ain't da type you can switch on.." 2D realized that he could no longer hide the fact that his toy wasn't a flashlight. He sighed.
"So when I get excited like dis," he pointed to his growing erection, obvious since his pants hung so loosely.
"Keep yer hands up and tell me with words." Murdoc chimed in.
"When I get a bona' I just put it on and move it up and down on myself and it feels real good, Murdoc." 2D said quickly, ears hot and face red.
"Show me."
"I don't wanna do dat in front of you..dat's private.."
"Wit yer hands, imbecile!"
2D scrunched up his fingers and placed his opposite hand on it. He slowly moved one up and down on the other. He was almost teary-eyed from being so mortified.
"Make noises."
"Wot?"
"When yew do that do yew do it silently?"
"Well, no-"
"So, make noises."
"Muds, I don't wanna!"
Murdoc gave 2D a stare that he knew would make him comply. 2D's nose was now burning as he let a tiny tear slip from his now closed eyes. He began to make dull moaning noises. Murdoc wasn't having any of that. He brought his foot up slowly, and pushed it up to 2D's groin. His dull moan of awkwardness turned into a loud moan of pleasure, making him shiver roughly. His eyes shot open, and he saw Murdoc just sitting there. Luckily, Murdoc was quick enough to bring his foot back before 2D's shivers ceased. No longer caring, 2D rocked back and forth with his hands still joined together. He was too excited as he threw his head back and pushed himself down hard on the bed, trying to get any type of release. He was thrusting so hard that his pants had slipped off from his crotch area. Murdoc took this as a chance to help him, but as soon as 2D opened his eyes slightly and saw Murdoc reaching, he finished. 2D doubled over on the bed, breathing harshly from the pleasurable aftershocks. His breath was still coming out as moans, and after a few minutes, his noises ceased and his breathing was more relaxed.
A 5/4 tempo beat came from outside. 2D knew Russel wouldn't open the door without permission, so he stayed in his folded position.
"'D, I'm taking Noods to the doctor,"
Murdoc sneered.
"Don't tell Murdoc."
"Mnnn.."2D groaned into the bed sheets.
"Yeah, yeah, I know you're tired, but we'll be back soon." Russel assured the man, assuming he'd been sleeping.