Chris does something he'll probably regret and then... our dear guys celebrate. Hot, horny vamps with very kinky ideas, you've been warned!
Warning: Finally the title of this chapter finds its raison d'être here . Do you know when you plot a story but then the characters do just what they please (Please, authors around, tell me it happens to you, too! XD) ? Well, this is just what happened. The dirty stuff in this chapter is only 'this' Matt' s initiative (and there's no need to say that his eternal mate eagerly approved that!); I tried to reason with him (them) , saying it was too risqué, it could be kitsch, that maybe not everyone would have appreciated it... but it was useless, I suspect that he (or said eternal mate) must have hypnotised me to make me write it. So, if you're going to dislike this part, it's 'these' Matt and Dom's fault! ;P
I just wish you won't be too shocked, but this is the only fic of mines where such a scene could be justified ... *hides from angry crowd*
This is not beta-ed , sorry for that :/
Chapter XXVI II: Deliver your wildest fantasy"I'm just saying that my birthday is coming and this would be a very appreciated gift from you two, much more than the un-wearable stuff I'm sure you bought to me!" the human strikes back, merciless.
"Hey, that's a low blow!" the singer accuses him, insulted.
"We have chosen those T-shirts with extreme attention." the percussionist pouts.
"That's what scares me the most!" Chris grumbles.
"However, we don't do certain stuff!" Dom asserts.
"Oh, c'mon, I'm not asking too much," the bassist insists. "you do that to hundreds of fans or to whoever you meet on your way. You take her to an isolate place, you make her look in your eyes and it's done!"
"Tsk, tsk, shame on you for asking us such a thing." the more experienced vampire shakes his head, indignantly.
"Oh well, it's not that it causes brain damage, is it?" the human makes them notice.
"No, of course it doesn't, but I can't believe that you really want to manipulate just the woman you love!" the less experienced vampire states.
"Well, it's not a real manipulation, it's only for my birthday; then the day after you can give her memory back to Kelly, so she will be even more pissed off with me, but I will deal with her on my own!" Chris explains.
"I don't know, Chris..." Dom babbles, unsure.
"Oh, c'mon, do that in the name of our friendship!" Chris plays the winning card.
"This is a dirty blackmail!" the blond protests.
"You're right, after all, how many time did I rescue your asses back to school days? Let's see.. one hundred, two hundred times maybe?" Chris pretends to ask, caressing his chin thoughtfully.
He just knows he's pushing their right buttons.
"Okay, you won!" Matt gives in. "Come with me, Dom, you'll bring the kids away and I'll do the rest!"
The day after, by night, Chris is linking arms with his very joyful Kelly. She just keeps cuddling him and smiling at him in the brightest way ever.
"Mommy, weren't you angry with daddy?" Ava asks her, tugging her dress.
"Me? Angry with him? I never could, honey!" her mother smiles at her, caressing her head, before turning her whole attention back to her beloved husband.
Tom is too busy filming the whole party night to stop and ponder whether that situation is weird or not.
In the meantime, Matt and Dom are observing their friend from the other side of the room and they raise their glasses. They make a toast to Chris and exchange an understanding gaze with him.
The next morning, after persuading the kids to enjoy a funny day around Brisbane with their uncle Tom; Matt and Dom goes to Kelly and Chris and do what the bassist asked them to do.
"YOU DID TO ME WHAT?!" the woman roars, chasing after her husband who has rushed outside the room.
"Kelly, try to understand... after all I did it for you, too. It wouldn't have been nice if people saw you sulking during my party!" Chris justifies, while he backs off in the corridor.
He couldn't give a damn if people are watching them.
"Ooohh, so you did it for me, how nice of you!" Kelly beams, bringing her hand on her heart, before turning her expression into a even angrier one. "So now, let me thank you properly, honey!" she goes on, taking off one of her shoes and throwing it to her now aching target.
The two vampires enjoyed the whole scene, resting on the jamb of the door.
"Chris is in big trouble, isn't he?" the drummer chuckles.
"I really don't understand him. I mean, if we had a fight and I could erase the memory of that from you, I'd surely do nothing to make you remember again." Matt states, crossing his arms.
"Oh, is it so?" his Childe coldly questions him. "Do you realise what horrible thing you just told me?"
"Oh c'mon, baby, it was only an hypothetic speech..." The brunet babbles.
"Oh, I see. Well, let's say that I'll hypothetically refuse to sleep with you tonight!" the blond snaps, leaving before his partner has even the time to open his mouth.
Thanks to god only knows which persuading art, just like Chris managed to reconcile with Kelly before she leaves with the kids; even between Dominic and Matt the harmony is back, right in time for a very special event.
After the huge success of the second night at Brisbane Entertainment Center, a proper birthday party for the drummer has started from the after show, but in Matt's opinion too many girls are surrounding the celebrated guy.
Maybe it's the reason why the frontman is a bit harsh when it's the moment too feed from some of those girls.
"Matt! Do you realise that the staff called the ambulance?" Dominic makes him notice, while – with the singer's big relief – they are waiting for a taxi to bring them back to their hotel.
"So what? Baby, you have this effect on your fans!" Matt innocently justifies
"Bells..." the blond tries again, with a tone of reproach.
"Try to understand, she has left such a ugly lipstick mark on the corner of your mouth ... you should thank me if they just call the ambulance... and not a hearse!" Matt snaps, making his mate laugh.
"Words coming from the one who taught to me self-control!" the drummer makes fun of him, whilst they can see the taxi coming from afar.
"So I see that this hasn't spoiled your celebration mood." his Sire states.
"Quite the contrary, I guess it just increased it!" his Childe smirks, giving him a very quick kiss, not visible by human eyes.
"However, poor dear Tom, when he saw the ambulance coming he figured everything out and he was terrified!" Dom informs him, while they get in the taxi.
"He'll recover. Look at Chris, he didn't mind at all." Matt shrugs, before giving the direction to the driver.
"It's just because he knows he owns us a very big favour!" the blond recalls.
Once they leave the taxi, the two lovers head towards their room.
"Well, well.. are you my gift and now I can unwrap you?" Dom murmurs sexily, shutting the door with a kick and pulling Matt by the collar of his white jacket.
"Nope, I'm sorry to upset you, but this is not what I'm planning for tonight." Matthew smirks mysteriously, breaking free, even if unwillingly.
"Okay, but where's my gift?" the blond asks him, eagerly.
"And then I was the materialist, right?"
"Don't you even dare change topic, Bells!"
"Your gift is not here." the brunet explains.
"Huh? It's not here like you're about to find an excuse to go out, jump on a taxi and come back with the first thing you manage to find in a store, because you forgot to buy me a gift?" the blond hints, very disappointed.
"It's so touching the way you trust your boyfriend!" Matt ironically says, a bit insulted. "Nope, it's more a 'It's not here' like it's in a place we'll go to later, because I couldn't hide it here without you noticing that." the younger clarifies.
The elder eyes are shining more brightly.
"Oh, Matteh... did you really buy me a..." he dares to wonder, but he can't finish his question, because the other puts a finger on his mouth.
"Hush, we'll think about that later. Or do you have all this rush to leave now?" he teases him.
"It depends on what you're planning, honey." the other challenges him, passing his tongue on his upper lip.
Like a magnet, an instant later he's involved into a passionate kiss with Matthew who couldn't resist to such a vision.
"Yep, this is definitely a very good incentive to make me stay." the blond chuckles, parting from him.
Matt smiles at him, while he opens a drawer of the night table, drawing out something unexpected.
"Is it a good incentive, too?" he sneers, waving in front of Dom's eyes two pairs of stuffed handcuffs, one hot pink and the other leopard-printed.
"Oh, fuck!" is Dom's very satisfying reaction.
He stares at Matt with tons of expectations. And Matt is determined to go even beyond his expectations.
"Sure, making you stand up and chaining you to a wall would be even more intriguing, but we can try that stuff at home, we must arrange here." the guitarist explains, fixing an handcuff on the iron headboard, before doing the same at the other corner with the other pair of handcuffs.
"No matter how appealing the plan for home sounds, I guess I won't mind arrange either!" Dom winks at him, before Matt walks towards him with catlike attitude.
"You don't like this shirt much, do you, baby?" He murmurs, caressing his shoulder through the blue shirt.
A resounding warning growl is the only answer he gets.
"Ok, you do!" Matt snorts, unbuttoning it with extreme care, until he opens it and takes it off Dom, letting it fall on the carpet.
"But you aren't fond of these jeans..." Matt makes another attempt, letting two finger slip into the belt loops and pulling Dom closer.
The drummer growls again, even more threateningly than before.
"Okay, okay!" Matthew rolls his eyes, taking off the jeans without spoiling them. "But you're a pain in the neck, Tom wouldn't have made such fuss!" he grumbles.
"So go to do certain stuff with Tom!" Dom pretends to be insulted, turning his back and crossing his arms.
"I don't fucking think so!" Matt chuckles, pushing him on the bed, where he immediately reaches him.
"Hey, Mister, aren't you wearing too many clothes for my liking?" the drummer protests, but he lets his partner grabs his wrists and cuff him to the bed.
"Oh, no, Dommeh, forget my body for a while. Now we're going to think only about you." the singer informs him with silky voice, getting rid of his boxers, too, the last obstacle to his complete nakedness.
"Uhmm, I'm not so sure that I'm going to like it." Dominic complains.
"I'm sure you are." Matthew says with s knowing smile, toying with the handcuffs around his wrists. "You know, baby, a few days ago I saw 'The deer hunter' again and it gave me a certain idea."
"There's no scene like this in 'The deer hunter'!" his boyfriend makes him notice, a little puzzled.
"Nope, but it was the Russian roulette scene to inspire me."
"Matteh, honey, you have confused ideas about that. First, you don't have to be naked to play at the Russian roulette; second... it's not that only because I can do that without any irreversible consequence... I'm going to place a gun on my temple and shoot or..."
Matt confines himself to pinching his lips between his fingers, making the blond shut up.
"Will you let me talk?" he asks him and the percussionist nods.
"No gun, no temple shooting." he informs him, setting his mouth free. "Although you have a thing for bullets!"
"Matt..." Dom resorts to his warning tone again.
"I was only joking!" his partner chuckles. "The basic of the Russian roulette is to take a risky decision, letting fate guide you. Isn't that fascinating?"
"Sure it is, but what's the point?"
"Let's play to 'Kiss or Bite?'!" the brunet declares.
"Huh? 'Kiss or Bite' did you say? How do you play at it?" the blond grow curios.
"It's simple: you must tell me if you want a kiss or a bite, but you don't know in which zone of your body you're going to get it. Any zone." Matt explains, with a lustful sparkle in his eyes.
"Uuuuh, I like it! But... aren't you going to change your mind at the last moment, whatever my choice is?" Dom questions him, while his eyes sparkle with his lover's same light.
"I never will." the other assures.
"Good. Let's start then!" Dom approves, thrilled.
"Kiss or bite?" the brunet sensually whisper in his ear.
"Mm... kiss." the blond requires, a second before he feels his mate's soft lips on his right eyelid, for a delicate kiss.
"You've been lucky." Matt chuckles.
"Do you mean that you would have bitten my eye?" Dom asks him, stunned.
"I gave you my word that I would never change my mind in front of anything. After all, there's nothing you can't heal in a heartbeat!" Matt shrugs.
"You have a point." Dom recognizes.
"However, it would have been like a piercing on your eyebrow...oops, I forgot, you have no eyebrows!" the other makes fun of the drummer.
"Bells!" Dom growls, bothered, trying to throw himself on his mate, before being reminded that his freedom to move has been remarkably reduced and it wouldn't be nice to break the headboard of a bed that's not even theirs.
"Oh, c'mon, touchy guy, let's go on." Matt urges him. "What do you want now?"
"A bite." his interlocutor asserts.
He laughs for the tickle when Matt rushes to his nose, biting the tip and licking away the few drops of blood he has drawn.
"This game is stupid!" Dom grumbles, but truth s that he's having a lot of fun.
"It's not stupid, it's just unpredictable." Matt strikes back, ruffling his hair. "Kiss or bite?"
"Kiss." Dom decides, after pondering for a while.
Matthew mutters something unintelligible, very disappointed, before kissing his left lobe, but kiss after kiss he lets it go too much and before he can realise his pointy canines are scratching the soft skin.
"Hey! I have said 'kiss'!" Dom pretends to scold him, but he's not disappointed at all.
"Sorry, I couldn't resist... your ears are so bloody biteable!" Matt justifies. "Let's go back to business. Next round, baby."
"Okay. Now I want a bite... ouch!" Dom jolts, feeling Matt biting and piercing his lower lip, before sucking the blood, but without turning it into a kiss.
"Mm... this wasn't so bad." Dom murmurs, satisfied. "I'm almost afraid to make next request, but... kiss."
Just the time to say that and Matt starts to place wet kisses on his neck, starting from the juncture with his shoulder.
"No way, Bells! Are you fucking kidding me?" the drummer lively protests.
"Nope, my love, I swear that I'm holding back as much as I can. I'm just respecting your choice and I'm so disappointed as well; I'd really like to give you a big, pwoper bite, but rules are rules!" Matt strikes back, without parting from his neck.
"I know, but... at least a hickey shouldn't be against the damn rules, am I wrong?" Dom dares to ask.
"No, I guess it's not." Matt smiles, before pleasing Dom and pleasing himself, too, in the process.
"I have a feeling you're going to pick a good choice now. Kiss or bite?" Matt asks him, once he's done.
"Bite. WOW!" Dom moans ecstatic, feeling Matt biting him deeply, next to his right nipple. "Why didn't you do to me anything like that before?" he questions his mate between moans.
"Because I didn't know if you would have liked it." the brunet replies, licking the little wound clean.
"Hell yeah I like it, fuck! I want to receive one once a day." Dom informs him, while he tries to recover from the sort of orgasm he nearly has had.
As that kinky game goes on, Dom finds himself with a kiss on his buttock, an ankle, a thigh, a wrist and a cheek, while he has bites on his shoulder, hip, elbow and his left pinkie.
"Kiss or bite?" Matt asks him once more.
"Bite!" Dom orders without a second thought.
Matt draws a scarf out of the pocket of his jacket, rolls it into a ball and push it inside his boyfriend's mouth.
"You're going to need it." He warns him, before accomplishing his request.
"OuchGoddammitMattWhatTheFuckAreYouFuckingNuts?" is Dom's muffled reaction, otherwise he would woke the whole hotel up.
After all, Matt has just bitten his throbbing. hard cock, half of his length, making Dom wriggle madly.
"OhhhhFuckFuckFuckOhGodItsAmazing!" he adds, as soon as the initial pain turns into the most intense pleasure he has ever felt.
"Huh? I think I'll want a bite there, too… sooner or later." Matt smiles, taking the scarf from his mouth and placing it on a certain zone that now needs it more. "No, wait, I want to try the whole game on me." he adds, while he watches his lover worn out by the strong orgasm he caused to him.
"Damn right, you must!" Dominic advices him, as soon as he recovers.
Matt sets him free from the handcuffs.
"Now, love, go have a quick shower, so then we can leave. There's your gift waiting for you!" the pianist asserts.
"Aren't you going to join me?" the drummer pouts, while he goes to the bathroom.
"I said quick!" the other chuckles.
TBC
In next chapter, beyond Dom's gift (I bet all of you guessed what it is ;) ) there will be so much more, all the stuff I was supposed to write in this chapter, lol
- I really think Matt and Dom buy very questionable stuff to wear to poor Chris XD
- I really think Dominic growls if someone messes with his clothes!
Ok, now feel free to tell me anything, even insulting me XD
*runs away*