I assure you can tell me what you think, I don't bite, lol, only 'these' Matthew and Dominic do ;P
Summary:
Celebrations (and crazyness) go on
Chapter XXVI II B: Deliver your wildest fantasy
"You two started killing a little too much!" Rachel states.
"But... what are you saying?" Matt pretends to be naive.
"Oh please, burned bodies, broken necks, they're classics. News travels fast and we know it was you!" Michael corners him.
Their silent assent is the only response the older vampires get.
"But... you may have also heard that they weren't innocent!" Dom justifies, after a few seconds.
"Sure, but that doesn't authorize you to take all this initiative. Too many multiple and short-term kills could arouse suspicion and you don't want that, do you?" Rachel warns them.
"Nope." mutter the two Englishmen, annoyed like two children being punished.
"That is why we are forced to impose a limit on you: you must not exceed twelve kills a year." the Spanish asserts impassively.
"Each?" Dom asks, full of expectations.
"I don't think so, puppy!" the vampiress disenchants him.
"I understand. Great, then before December is over we can still kill eight more times and…" Matthew perks up with enthusiasm.
"No, guys, it doesn't work like that, I mean a whole year since you started." Michael specifies peremptorily.
"Ugh!" Dom snorts annoyed.
"What if I buy you a new car? I offer you first-class travels, five-star hotels, just choose the destination! What if I gave you passes to any concert you want? Any band?" suggests Matt, who has a penchant for buying influence.
"Could you really do that?" ventures Rachel, intrigued.
"No, Matthew, I'm adamant, my decision is unquestionable. And you know that if you disobey me I will find out. And there will be unpleasant consequences!" replies the more experienced vampire, in a tone so menacing that he was able to terrify the two new vampires even if only through the telephone.
"O-okay. We will respect the limit." Dom stammers, trying to put as much firmness into his voice as possible before Matthew hangs up.
"Phew, but maybe we could get passes for an exclusive event and.."
"Rachel, not you, too!" Michael rolls his eyes, exasperated.
"Happy Vampiversary!" Dom exclaims, waking his partner up with a kiss, in their hotel room in Melbourne.
"Mpff… thanks, but… it's not today!" Matt disputes, stretching and opening his eyes.
"Yeah, I know, technically it was after midnight, so December fourteenth, but it was a year ago that we had that concert in Los Angeles that led to that meeting that changed you forever." specifies Dom.
"You're right. Well then one year today I was having my very last day as a human, if you like we can celebrate this!" Matt retorts, stubborn.
"No, you fussy moron, I won't celebrate a damn thing with you anymore!" grumbles Dom, annoyed, burying himself under the covers and pretending to want to go back to sleep.
"Come here!" Matt chases him under the covers. "Who did you dare to call fussy?" he growls jokingly, involving him in what becomes a playful fight made up of punches, kicks, tickling blows and even a few bites, human or vampire, whatever happens.
Playful or not, it's a fight from which Matthew emerges victorious, trapping Dom under him and forcing him to surrender.
"Take back what you said!" imposes on them.
"Okay, you're not fussy!" Dom rolls his eyes. "And least of all you're touchy!" he adds with marked sarcasm, snatching a smile from the other.
"What a torment these dates in Australia! If only we were still in Sydney... Do you remember when I had already decided about us?" Matt chuckles, now that he can laugh about it, as he lies back down on the mattress.
"Oh yeah, and I also remember how quick I was to ditch you and get on the first available plane!" counters Dom. "Honestly, what was there to celebrate in that city?" he makes him think, snuggling close and resting his head on his chest.
"You are right. Stupid Sydney! If only we didn't have to be here, we'd be flying to Los Angeles by now and once there I would have taken you with me to that famous abandoned house where it all happened." reveals the frontman, passing an arm around his shoulders.
"And why would you want to take me there? You yourself told me that it was a gloomy, bare and cold place." the blond grimaces.
"It was intimate and cozy in its own way. And then, if you think about it, that's where my... second life began, the one that brought me to you." Matt smiles, giving him a quick kiss.
"You're right, honey, it would have been romantic." Dom kisses him back, tenderly, while the frontman's mind is already processing thoughts at the speed of light.
And it has nothing to do with his vampire powers.
"Uhmm, 'The 2nd Life'…that's what I should call our next album!" ponders.
Dom lifts his head, eyeing him with concern.
"No, Matteh, it's a bit too showy as a title and no one would understand it!" he tries to make him give up. "But I like a title that starts with 'The 2nd ... ' work on that a little more!" he advises him, rather intrigued.
"Run, quick, let's go!" Dom exclaims impatiently, dragging Matthew away with him from the Rod Laver Arena, as soon as he hears the last note of the last song rehearsed for the sound-check of the first of the two concerts that will be held there on the two consecutive days.
"I know you understand…" he glances at Chris, Tom and Morgan.
"No, we don't understand!" grumbles Chris, grouchy.
"Okay, today, to be precise, it will be in a few hours, it's exactly one year since... everything changed!" Matt explains patiently.
"Uh.. oooh! Then I understand that… it is a very important evening for you." Tom mumbles, nervously.
"Oh yeah, it is!" sneers Dom, who has precise plans for that evening. "With your permission .." He greets everyone, disappearing with Matt.
"How cute, they want to celebrate their first year together!" comments Morgan, smiling.
"Oh, yeah, that's right, such two cuties..." the media manager pretends to agree with him.
-Blessed innocence!- He silently pities their naive friend..
******************* (At the same time)
Dom stops the first available taxi and gets inside with Matt, giving the necessary directions to the driver.
"Hey baby, what's all this rush?" chuckles the singer.
"You'll see." replies the drummer, with a mysterious attitude.
"But don't we even go feed first?"
"It won't be necessary" winks the blond.
"Oh!" grins Matt, who already has it all figured out, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
Once they leave the cab, Dominic leads Matthew along a wooded path, which leads to what appears to be a farmhouse.
"You know, Matteh, it's good that we came to this stage a few days earlier. Two days ago, when we arrived, in the afternoon you were busy sightseeing with Chris, Morgan and Tom, while I was wandering around the hotel and I heard a woman screaming in the distance. Someone was hitting her." says the drummer, as they walk.
"Really? And how did you manage..." Matt gets curious, but the other doesn't even give him time to hear the question.
"Not far from me there was a group of older ladies and, it's a classic, isn't it? Ladies like that always know what's going on in the whole city. Luckily they didn't know who I was," Dom explains.
"Something tells me he's not a nice guy, huh?" winks sly Matt.
"So it turned out that this is a man who is always drunk, who beats both his wife and his young daughter. He lost his job and that just made it worse. What's more, his wife would like to report him, but she doesn't have the courage, much less to run away with her daughter ... in short, do you understand what I'm getting at?" continues the blond.
"I have a vague idea." the brunet nods.
"So last night when you all went out, can you understand why I didn't follow you? I had my work cut out for me. Enticing that human trash was a piece of cake, as was knocking him out, after which… do you think I couldn't find an abandoned farmhouse nearby with this precious tool?" the other struts around, waving his trusty iPhone with a fake arrogant attitude.
"An abandoned farmhouse like this?" Matt smiles as they get closer and closer to their destination.
"And I'll tell you more, when I brought him here and he recovered I questioned him a bit…my way… and it turns out he's a fan of My Chemical Romance!" the percussionist informs him, knowing he is hitting the right keys.
"Where is he? Where?" Matthew growls, impatient, emitting blue fluorescent sparks from his eyes.
"Bells, at least tell me you want to kill him for the above reasons!"
"Obviously!" confirms the frontman, with aplomb, before reflecting more on his words.
"Why ' you want to'? Why just me? You do not..."
"No, Matt, I'll leave him all up to you. After all, it's your party. I'll enjoy watching you." Dom smiles at him, opening the door beyond which their prisoner is hiding, who, although tied up, is awake and is glaring at them.
"You're back huh? And did you even bring yourself company? What the fuck you think you're doing, you son of a bitch? Let me go now or I..." he yells, slurring, due to the drunk state he's still in.
"Or you what?" Matthew challenges him, while he scrutinizes him carefully, they will be more or less the same age, but age is the only thing they may have in common.
The stranger jumps, sort of enlightened.
"Hey, wait a minute, but... I figured out now who you are! You are that band who thinks they are so cool and important, well, fresh news: you've just copied Radiohead and in the worst way possible!" he blurts out, venomous, looking at them with ill-concealed contempt.
Matthew bursts out laughing coarsely, and then turns in the direction of Dom, who is comfortably seated on a sheaf.
"Oh yes, love, I really think I'm going to have a lot of fun!" the frontman grins wickedly, before his features undergo a creepy change.
About an hour later, certain that they have disposed of the body without leaving any trace, Matthew and Dominic leave that farmhouse, heading for the first available taxi.
"Oh, Dommie, how will I ever repay you for that?" Matthew asks, satisfied as ever.
"I prefer girls, especially I have a particular feeling with the psychopaths who shoot at me." the blond makes him laugh. "Do you think we will find another one?"
Matt winks at him.
"Never say never!"
"Anyway, Dominic, do you realize that despite the limit they have imposed on us, of the few kills we have left, you wanted to give a whole one to me?" sums up the pianist, moved.
"Never made a better choice." Dom smiles languidly, before a rumble in his stomach interrupts that idyllic moment.
"But now you come with me and keep me company while I go hunting, I'm starving!" his Childe whines.
Once Dom's needs are satisfied, the two lovers return to their hotel.
"I still can't believe it, Dommeh. First, you lend me your favorite leather jacket all day." summarizes the guitarist, gazing proudly in the elevator mirror, inside that garment that gives him even more charm.
"So stop calling me a fop, selfish dandy!" Dom snorts. "And it was good that you didn't get it dirty or crumpled, otherwise you would have spent the rest of your life in an ashtray, love!" he growls, possessive, taking back what's his, since Matthew has shown it enough by now.
"Then, not happy, you also let me find that wonderful surprise at the farmhouse." continues the singer, as they walk down the corridor.
"And who knows, maybe the surprises aren't over yet." Dominic announces, slowly opening the door. "Of course, maybe now it will seem less unexpected, but..."
"The Glittery Silver Coffin!" Matthew exults, jumping like a child. "Oooh, Dommeh, you spoil me!" he continues, running to examine it closely. "It's beautiful, just how I wanted it!"
"I won't hide from you that it wasn't easy to get it." chuckles Dom.
"But you didn't even need to find another hotel to hide it, how did you do it?"
"I have my tricks ... and the hotel owner's children who are our big fans, to whom I gave backstage passes!" the blond reveals with a mischievous smile. "But you've already given me the real surprise, now this seems obvious." he mutters immediately after.
"Don't even say that as a joke, baby. Nothing you do is taken for granted." his Sire murmurs, kissing him.
"And look here!" Dom separates, heartened, to lift the lid, where red glitter interiors are hidden.
Matt goes into raptures.
"Am I in heaven?" he asks with eyes shining with happiness.
"I knew you would like it!" the other smiles.
"I want to make love. Inside it. With you. Now." commands the brunet.
"Wh-what?" the blond gasps.
"You understood very well. We don't seem to have any claustrophobic problems anymore, do we?" smiles the pianist.
"It's not that, it's that… it's more suited to sleep in it. Wearing clothes. It's glitter, Matt..." Dom tries to change his mind, but in vain.
"Exactly, Dom. You and glitter. The two things I love most united in the same purpose: to make me, the birthday guy, happy!" Matt insists, grinning like someone who knows he's just made the winning move, as he starts to undress his lover.
As a matter of fact, Dominic just has to do the same and prepare to please him.
Eager to begin, Matthew lies down inside the coffin, inviting his beloved to join him.
"It's the first and last time this happens!" the drummer comes out of the aforementioned coffin, after the sex, rather angry.
"No, Dommeh, why do you say that? It was wonderful!" Matthew protests, mimicking his actions.
"Something like this is not designed for sex. Do you have any idea how rough the damn glitter is? Shit, yes you do, you were with me in there. Look here!" Dom complains, his body all scratched.
"But weren't you the one who said we vampires like pain?" the brunet puts him in difficulty, admiring the scratches and the considerable glitter on his body, feeling proud.
"Yes, maybe, but it's not just that, look how I shine. Do you have any idea how many showers it will take to send it off?" Dom mutters, who as well as his partner is covered in red glitter everywhere.
Matt yanks him by one arm before the other can reach the shower.
"And who said I want to send it off?" He growls sensually, kissing him voraciously and ending up with him on the floor.
"It definitely went better this time." comments Dom at the end, while both seek some well-deserved rest on the bed, now at least partially dressed.
"I wouldn't say so." disputes Matt.
"Shut up, Bells! It's already decided, we'll only make love in my coffin, yours will only be used for sleeping!" the percussionist states, authoritative.
"Or maybe we can use it as a bedside table, in the living room, or as a food holder when we watch TV." suggests the Moor.
"Bells, are you crazy? It's a coffin! It cannot become a piece of furniture! It's not something that you can then expose as if nothing had happened and other people can come to our house!" try to reason with him the blond.
"That's the point, can't you see that touch of originality? It would also be appreciated by guests. I mean, have you seen how beautiful it is?" insists the frontman.
"Enough, I regret having given it to you, now I'll dismantle it and.." Dom pretends to get up, but Matt immediately puts him back down.
"Don't you even dare, on the contrary, tomorrow you have it embarked on the first available plane so it can reach the one that is already at our house!" the singer instructs him.
"I would have done it anyway." smiles Dom, then frowns. "Honey, how did you justify the presence of a coffin in the hotel or even earlier the fact that you needed a coffin like this when you ordered it?" he questions him.
"It couldn't be easier, baby: I said it served as props for a future video." Matt confesses.
"Exactly what I said." reveals Dom. "Damn, Matt, now we're actually going to have to use them in a video!" the blond gasps.
"Don't worry." his Sire reassures him, who already has the situation under control. "One day we are going to make a video so eccentric, out of the ordinary, colorful and with so many visuals that the last thing you notice will be the two coffins we place in the middle!"
TBC
Notes:Raise your hand who will try to locate the two coffins in the next passage of the 'Panic Station' video XD
Raise your hand if you really believe that the original name of 'T2L' was 'The Second Life' XD
If I have amused or disturbed or bored you ... whatever it is, let me know, pwetty please, even a quick word can really improve my day ^^