The moment they had arrived at the after party Murdoc started drinking and avoiding his band mates. Kong was an extremely large building that sometimes you could get lost in for weeks or even months, but it always seemed like somebody else was constantly around. A lot of the people in the room didn't really approach him, he noticed some of the men asking 2D what happened to his eyes, and began noticing some of the women gathering around the empty headed singer giggling at everything he said.
Murdoc grunted and turned his attention away from the singer. He spotted Noodle seated on a table with a group of people gathered around her and Alan asking her things like crazy, the small girl actually seemed to like the attention. He kind of dreaded what she'd be like once she hit her teen years; she was already getting close to eleven by now….As far as he could figure anyways, fuck he was getting old…
He looked over to see Russel not too far away talking to some people who looked to be in their early twenties. He was probably going on about hip hop or about his usual ramblings of human intelligence and the Earth. Sometimes Murdoc wanted to strangle him for his sessions of talking about such serious topics about as badly as he wanted to strangle 2D and his constant stupidity over the smallest of things.
The bassist noticed a couple of women looking at him curiously, one of them was smiling like mad and the other one kept whispering to her. Murdoc smirked at them which caused both women to giggle. They weren't really too bad looking; the one on the left was rather short with spiked out black hair, purple eye shadow, and pink lipstick. She wore a purple tank top and ripped up tight fitting black jeans. The girl next to her was a good few inches taller with long blonde hair, her skin was tan, and she wore a tight fitting pink dress. Usually the Satanist would grab the opportunity to get with groupies, but he really wasn't feeling it. He'd end up taking them to Kong, there was a chance Russel would have to give his opinion before he could even leave the building, and the next morning the drummer would probably nag at him for his behaviors.
He took another long drink from the bottle of red wine he held tightly in his hand then began looking around for 2D again.
He spotted the singer standing with his hands behind his back and this rather dumb school boy look on his face. He was rambling to a woman with short purple and black streaked hair; she wore thick black eye makeup and red lip gloss, and a short red dress. She laughed at nearly everything the singer would say occasionally reaching out and placing a hand on his shoulder, Murdoc noticed the blue haired man would blush when she'd touch him. The bassist could feel his anger building up inside of him, he didn't know why though. It wasn't like his rage usually had a good reason behind it, but this just felt strange being angry over something like that. He looked away from the two and took another long drink from the bottle. He felt himself calming down and his muscles relaxing again as the alcohol coursed through him. He looked back again just in time to see 2D's fingers in the woman's hair as she leaned in kissing him. The woman placed her hands on the singer's side sliding her hands just a couple of inches up under his shirt. Murdoc felt his temper rise so quickly it nearly knocked him off balance.
He made his way quickly over to the two and grabbed the singer by the back of his shirt roughly pulling him away from the woman. 2D stumbled backwards nearly falling onto the floor, but Murdoc made sure that he remained on his feet. The girl looked at the two of them in confusion. The singer began struggling and finally broke free from the older man's grip, he turned facing Murdoc, glaring at him.
"Wot t'e hell is wrong wit yew?" He asked angrily
"Me, wot t'e fuck is wrong wit yew? Makin' out wit' some chick ya barely know at some fuckin' after party." Murdoc yelled angrily.
He could feel the woman staring at him, but he really didn't care. If she wanted to voice her offense he'd gladly tell her what to do to herself.
"Wot, yew do it all t'e time. Yer always bringin' girls back wit yew and doin' stuff wit 'em."
"Well t'is ain't about me, it's about yew and t'at ugly girl yew were just makin out wit."
"Hey, I'm standing right here."
Murdoc looked at the girl who stood with her arms folded across her chest. He grabbed 2D by his wrist and began dragging him through the room until they were out in the hallway. The singer jerked his hand away and continued giving the older man annoyed looks.
"I liked 'er, she said I look good even wif no eyes and all."
"Fucks sake dullard she only likes ya cause yer in a rock band. She don't care about yew or nothin' like t'at."
He hated how naïve the singer was, it was like he was willing to trust nearly every stranger that he met who didn't look at him like a complete freak. It'd be different if the younger man didn't say he liked the girls or wanted to date them….Right? He wanted to believe that, but something in the back of his mind told him it would never be different, he'd still be dragging 2D off to scream at him.
"N-no she wa'nt she really did like me, yer jus' jealous cause nobody 'ere finks yer attractive." 2D said bitterly as he turned making his way to the elevator.
The doors clanged open and the singer walked in, Murdoc ran in after him. He slammed the taller man back against the wall grabbing hold of his wrists and pinning them against the wall. He heard the doors go shut behind them, 2D looked down at him nervously.
"I could get wit any bird in t'at room; I'm just lookin' out fer yew." He said before releasing his grip.
Murdoc turned away from the vocalist and hit the lobby button, he felt light headed from all of the booze, and his sudden rage fit. He leaned back against the wall closing his eyes tightly trying to keep himself from falling over.
"Ya really mean t'at?"
"Mean wot faceache?"
"T'at yer lookin' out fer me or yew jus' sayin' t'at."
He opened his eyes looking at the younger man who no longer looked angry just his usual awkward self with that general sadness to him.
"Look ya saw wot happened wit' Paula, 'ow she treated yew and all….I jus' really don't wanna see ya goin' through all t'at again."
He was being honest when he said it; 2D was very likely to get with another woman just like the last one. He knew something that started as a one night stand could easily turn into a relationship where some trashy girl would be taking everything she could from the vocalist knowing that it'd be years before he'd catch on.
"I know…Yew really did 'ate 'er a lot…..I still don't really know why yew 'ad sex wit her if yew 'ated her so much."
"I don't know, I told yew before I really don't know why I did it….Just happened, t'at's all." He said shrugging it off like it wasn't a big deal.
"Yew weren't t'e only guy she cheated on me wit, t'ere were a few before yew….I don't know why I got so mad wit yew over it actually, guess just cause yer me best mate and all…Didn't fink yew of all people would do wot yew did, but yew weren't t'e first." 2D said sounding sad as he remembered it.
The doors opened before Murdoc could say anything in reply. They walked out into the nearly empty lobby making their way out the double glass doors and into the cold night air. They got into the van and drove off on their way back to Kong, he probably should have told Russel and Noodle that they were leaving, but he didn't care. He didn't want to go and tell them or try to drag them with him, plus he really just wanted the time alone with 2D for a bit.
"Why didn't yew dump 'er if she did all t'at to yew?"
Murdoc looked over at the blue haired man who had his head leaning against the window staring forward blankly.
"I loved 'er, kinda figured at first she would stop doin' all t'at to me, but she never did…After t'at I didn't say nofink because I was scared she'd walk out on me, I didn't fink anybody else would love me wit t'e way I look and all…Like yew said t'ey don't really care about me or anyfink….I know it was dumb and all, but I couldn't help it…..She never loved me back, I coul' tell 'ow'd she'd look at me and treat me….It was neva nice…Sometimes I still get sad 'bout it, t'inkin' about 'er….I don't want to, but I do…I kinda got yew sometimes t'ough so it's not as bad."
The Satanist didn't reply, he just tried to focus on his crazed driving. He was happy nobody else was out tonight, the last thing he needed was a car wreck. He was amazed when he pulled into the parking garage without one incident.
The two men sat in silence for awhile; 2D still had his head leaning against the glass with that same blank stare on his face. Murdoc reached over placing his hand on his inner thigh squeezing lightly, the blue haired man looked over at him blushing slightly. He couldn't help, but smirk at the younger man's reaction.
"I probably shouldn't 'ave done wot I did back t'ere, but I jus' couldn't help it…Fuck if I know why, yew aren't ugly or anything like t'at so stop sayin' t'at about yerself all the damned time. Yew'll probably get some girl just as stupid as yew are and have dullard kids together….Until t'en ya need to stop wantin' to date every bird t'at shows interest in ya."
The younger man nodded, he never took his eyes off of the hand gripping his thigh.
"C'mon D let's get inside"
Murdoc leaned over kissing him quickly before getting out of the car. He pulled the key to the Winnebago and unlocked the rickety metal door that always seemed like it was going to fall off of the hinges. He stepped inside of the cluttered mess he called home; he turned around to see 2D standing at the entrance looking up at him nervously.
"Wot is it?"
"Can I come in or do yew wan' me to jus go into t'e house?" He asked shyly.
The bassist rolled his eyes at the question.
"Yes yew can come in fer once dullard."
The singer smiled as he made his way into the small space making sure the close the door behind him. Murdoc kicked his boots off and removed his shirt; he could feel the blue haired man's eyes on him the whole time.
"Like watchin' me get undressed?" Murdoc asked smirking as the taller man began blushing.
"I jus….Um….Y'know I was jus' standin' 'ere t'at's all." He said sounding embarrassed.
The Satanist placed his hands on the younger man's hips pulling his body against his, 2D's eyes widened as he looked down at the older man. He wrapped his arms loosely around the bassist neck and leaned down kissing him passionately, this was how it was supposed to be. Murdoc liked the way the younger man worshipped him, how eagerly he always kissed him, and the way his body felt pressed up against his.
He grabbed hold of the blue haired man's shirt tugging at it; 2D pulled away and quickly removed his shirt dropping it onto the small table next to him. Murdoc shoved the younger man back against the bathroom door; he leaned in kissing and biting at his neck creating newer bruises over the old ones. He felt short nails digging into his back and pressed himself against the singer causing him to moan as he arched his back trying to get more contact with the older man. He moved back up kissing the younger man roughly, he tangled his fingers in his blue hair tugging roughly causing him to whimper. He grabbed onto 2D's hand placing it over his crotch, after a few seconds the singer got the hint and began rubbing at the Satanist growing erection through the material of his jeans.
There would most likely be a day in the future when the singer had a smart moment long enough to realize Murdoc was trying to own him and he'd probably run after that. Until then though Murdoc wasn't going to worry about it, his band was finally getting off of the ground with their first show, and soon their first record, and 2D didn't seem to care about their unstable relationship.
The taller man broke away from the kiss breathing heavily, his face was flushed. Murdoc reached up stroking at his cheek, he kissed him quickly, and couldn't help but moan at the feeling of that hand rubbing at him.
"C'mon, bed" The older man growled before pulling the younger man to the back part of the home on wheels.
He shoved 2D back on the bed; he sat straddling the singer's lap. He leaned down kissing him hungrily, the blue haired man placed a hand on the middle of his back and another on his crotch picking up with the steady rubbing and groping he'd been doing just a minute ago. Murdoc ran his tongue down the younger man's body biting at his lower stomach before pulling away completely. He sat on the bed with his back pressed against the wall and looked at the now confused vocalist.
"Wot is it, did I do somefink wrong?"
"No luv, c'mere"
The younger man crawled over to him on his hands and knees. He looked up at the older man curiously waiting for him to say something, Murdoc smirked and reached down caressing his cheek then running his fingers back through his hair. The taller man leaned into his touch smiling softly.
"I want yew to give me a blow job."
"I've neva done t'at before" 2D muttered, sounding embarrassed and nervous.
He smiled wickedly at the reaction, he liked when he got nervous over talking about sex. It was cute in a weird way, which was how most things about the singer were cute.
"Jus' do wot I usually do ta yew." He said as he continued petting the younger man's head.
Murdoc reached down unfastening his pants and pushing them down to his knees. The younger man gave him another nervous glance before taking the head of the bassist dick into his mouth sucking lightly. He gave a light tug at 2D's hair; the singer took more of the older man's length into his mouth. He looked up keeping his eyes focused on the black haired man's face as he began bobbing his head slowly up and down his dick.
He had to admit that the missing front teeth made it feel strange, but it wasn't in the bad way.
"Yer doin' great luv, jus' fucking perfect."
2D mumbled something causing vibrations to go through the older man's body making him moan loudly. He noticed the curious look in the singer's eye and two seconds later he began humming softly as he continued moving his mouth up and down. Murdoc leaned his head back against the wall moaning and cussing; he couldn't help thrusting his hips just a little when he felt the tip of the blue haired man's tongue go over the tip of his dick. He felt fingers digging into his hip and looked down at the singer who was going at a slightly faster pace now, his tongue working him.
"Fuck, yer just fuckin' perfect luv." Murdoc mumbled before falling into another string of moans and low growling sounds.
The muscles in his stomach began to tighten as he came closer to his climax; he pulled at the singer's hair giving him warning. The younger man pulled back keeping only the head of the other man's dick in his mouth flicking his tongue back and forth over the tip which drove the bassist over the edge. His back arched and he tried his best not to pull too hard at the taller man's hair as he came inside his mouth. He came muttering the singer's name over and over again, his muscles slowly began to relax, and he opened his eyes looking down at the other man who pulled off of his now flaccid dick.
He grabbed hold of the singer's arm lightly tugging at him, the singer moved up so that he was now sitting on his lap. 2D wrapped his arms around the older man's neck and leaned in kissing him lazily.
"So 'ow'd I do?"
"Excellent" Murdoc managed out before kissing him again.
"Do yew fink I could sleep 'ere tonight?" 2D asked shyly.
"Sure, Russ and Noodle ain't 'ere so I don't see why not."
The vocalist smiled up at him and nodded.
Murdoc wondered for a moment if he even realized they ditched their band mates back at that hotel with no real way home. He'd surely hear about it the moment they did get home, but until then he didn't care. He lay down with the singer's shirtless form pressed against him already sleeping. He kissed the younger man on the top of the head holding him closely as he fell asleep.