This one's a bit longer. It's also got mostly Murdoc/2D. Rated R for badly written lemon. Enjoy!_
Murdoc resisted the urge to vomit all over himself. The way Russel's eyes gazed at 2D was sickening and even more so infuriating. The bassist was, dare say, jealous. That stupid dullard was his ,and watching him get all flustered over Russel's staring made a familar dark smoke coat his heart. What made it even worse were the quick, anxious glances the huge African American shot at Mudz and the sleeping Noodle. Murdoc sneered; he was being asked to leave the room and he loathed it. There was absolutely no fucking way he was leaving Russ alone -Purposely none less- so he could have his way with the boy. Absolutely no fucking way.
Murdoc let a light smirk slide into place. He noticed the way 2D blinked a bit too much and how he slowly slid his thumbs over one another. At least now he knew 2D was just uncomfortable. And to think he actually believed the pale man was falling for Russ' lovey-dovey looks...
And yet, Murdoc couldn't stop the low growl that erupted from his throat as the drummer looked over at Stu-Pot with the same obnoxious look as before. Naturally, Mudz wanted to stick around as long as possible to annoy the drummer, but he so wanted to see how everything would play out without him in the room. In the end his dark humor won and he forced himself to pick up Noodle and trudge out of the eerily lightened room.
Murdoc took the small girl to her room and went down to Stu's room. He'd be there for when 2D shuffled to his room after...Well, he didn't exactly know what would happen. He just knew that Stuart'd leave the living room early to try and awkwardly hide out in his room for the next two days. Or something.
Murdoc lightly shook his head and blinked his bloodshot eyes. Weird. Usually his plans were much more complicated and likely to succeed than this. He blamed it on the drugs he had inhaled not too long ago. Now that the olive-skinned man thought about it, what the hell was he gaining by doing this? A tiny voice began shouting all the things he didn't want to hear; all the things he had tried to make himself deaf to.
Murdoc growled. He didn't fucking love Stu! And he certainly was not testing 2D's loyalty. The boy knew who he belonged to!
As the hour passed, the man nonchalantly smoked a fag, his red eye twitching. If he was correct - and he was positive he was-, the movie would end any moment. So where the hell was Stuart? As if planned, Murdoc heard the flump flump of 2D's bright sock-clad feet come in contact with the cold, grey steps leading to his sanctuary. The black-haired man flicked ashes onto the singer's floor, smirking as 2D shuffled in, pausing only a moment to look at Murdoc before changing into his pajamas. It consisted of lenghtly black and neon red flannel pants that hung loosely on his hips and no shirt.
Murdoc watched him all the while with a look of mild amusement. Was he really expected to fucking ask?
"Russ, er...He...uhm...He kissed me...Just now..." Ah, there we go
Wait, what?
Murdoc shot up and growled; 2D flinched away immediately. "What do you mean he kissed you?" Stuart tapped his finger tips together nervously.
"W-we...We was watching the last bit o-of Dawn of the Dead a-and he started sniffink my hair and touching my hand..." The older man gave an impatient look to continue. His eyes were blazing with rage. "...And then 'e turned my head and kissed me." 2D quickly recognized Murdoc's 'I'm-gonna-beat-the-shit-outta-you' face and panicked. "I didn't kiss 'im back or nuffink! I swears! I..." He trailed off and hung his head. Murdoc watched him curiously. He obviously thought he was going to get beaten either way. The older man was angry as hell, but not as much as he was disgusted. He swore he could see the dark-skinned man's germs and cells on the boy, on his boy.
Murdoc pushed 2D onto the bed and climbed on top of him, chuckling lowly as 2D squeaked."What are you doing?" He piped, confused. The black-haired man smirked down at him and licked his lips.
"Claiming what's mine," Murdoc muttered before lowering his head to 2D's neck and working the skin between his teeth as he sucked. 2D wrapped his arms around the man's neck and massaged his nape. Murdoc growled and sucked harder, and recieved the expected effect. Stuart moaned and shuddered in his arms.
Mudz only had a second to lift his head and look at the dark hickey he had created before 2D captured his lips in a semi-deep kiss. Murdoc deepened the kiss and nearly had a heart attack when 2D ground his hips up against his. It was weird like that. The dullard was always quite a prude when it came to talking about sex, but when actually doing it, he seemed eager and let '2D-Junor' do most of the thinking.
Both men gasped at the delicious friction. 2D wiggled his flannel pants off and couldn't help but blush a light pink when Murdoc laughed as if to say "First one to drop your trousers again, mate?" Stuart silenced the older man's chuckles with a kiss. Murdoc growled, grabbed 2D's chin and dominated the kiss as his calloused palm rubbed 2D's bulge.
2D pulled on the back of the darker Brit's shirt and whined into the kiss. Murdoc understood, taking off his shirt and pressing his chest against the other man's. He almost forgot 2D was a considerate and affectionate lover. He loved to be skin close and always made sure his partner climaxed first. The older man trailed wet kisses down Stuart's neck to his collar bone, bit the jutting bone and continued his way to his knobby pink nipples.
Stu-Pot arched his back, hands still cupping Murdoc's nape, and groaned as his nipples were softly nipped and sucked. The black-haired man looked up at 2D's face and found it to be flushed a cute shade of light salmon. His breathing was heavier and his black-hole-eyes were half closed. Mudz decided he was bored messing with his chest and ripped 2D's skivvies off. He sucked and bit all around Stu's slick penis and tight balls, feeling the man shake with anticipation. Finally choosing to do something about the erection pressing into his cheek, the bassist took his drooling cock head into his mouth and ran his tongue along the slit.
Stuart, who looked as if he had zoned off and gone to a different world, widened his dents and moaned. He let out a cry of pleasure as Murdoc took half of his hot penis into his mouth and twisted his tongue around it.
Murdoc shifted to take off his dark, stained jeans and would have gasped had his mouth not been preoccupied. He was painfully hard. 2D was only making things worse with the faces and noises he made. He looked as if he were indulged in a fantasy and sounded even more feminine than normal. Mudz deep throated the lanky man until he felt he was about to cum.
Usually, he'd get 2D to slobber on him and they'd do without lube, but Murdoc didn't know if he'd be able to take a blow job at the moment without orgasming. He wanted to cum at the same time as 2D. He searched through Stuart's bedside table for lube while the aforementioned man zoned out seemed he had taken too many pills earlier that day.
The older man covered his penis in strawberry scented lube and slowly slid in. He definetly did not have enough patience to stretch 2D first. The zombie man's mind seemed to be somewhere else at the moment anyway. Well, until Murdoc was all the way in to his balls, that is. Stu-Pot wrapped his arms and legs around Murdoc, threw his head back and let out a musical moan. He arched his back, breathing heavily and wailing in pleasure as Murdoc pounded into him.
Murdoc moaned and bent down to lap at 2D's collarbone where sweat had collected. He dug his unkempt nails into 2D's bony hips and sped his pace up quite a bit. He was close, and he was pretty sure Staurt was too by the way he was tensed up.
"Nnnng!...S-s-AH!...S-slow down!" 2D tried to control himself, but as Mudz' hand reached around and pumped him, he climaxed with a scream, the bassist cumming only seconds later. They collapsed onto the soiled sheets and worked on catching their breaths.
Eventually they did, and the two men shared one last passionate kiss before Murdoc clutched 2D's jaw in a bruising hold and stared hard into his void eyes. "Ever kiss someone else other than me again, and you'll bloody get it."
2D smiled nervously and nodded, "I love you" hanging off of the end of his tongue.
The end. Well, for now. It's up to you guys now since I'm all out of ideas, lol.