A/N: Well fangirling is officially an everyday thing now. Before I begin chapter seven, I just want to say thank you to the people that left such nice reviews about us and our story. We really appreciate it and we scream every time we get a new one. :) Hopefully this chapter satisfies you.

-Noodle

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-Chapter 7-

I was lying completely still, trying not to make a sound, hoping that Alphie would stop fussing and finally fall asleep. I felt a shift in the bed and figured that Murdoc was still awake. I figured that I would just let him handle this one considering he was more skilled with getting Alphs to sleep anyways. He refrained from saying anything at first, but then he directed his words towards me.

"Stu, I'm naked." Oh God, it took every ounce in my being not to stir, and took even more so to not become aroused. Murdoc thought that I was asleep, so I figured he was making sure that I was. I wondered to myself what it could possibly be that he would be so worried about. After a few moments, I figured out what was on his mind.

Alphie immediately became quiet as Murdoc's luscious voice cascaded around us, filling me with desire. I could almost feel the bad feelings in the room disappear and I would have smiled if it wasn't for the fact that he thought I was sleeping. I realized how badly I wanted him, how much I desperately wanted to crash his body against mine and kiss him with everything I had. We had been so close to kissing two weeks ago. It felt like it was only yesterday when I mustered up the courage to take his hand in mine and lean in for the kiss. If only that stupid camera hadn't gone off. Speaking of which, Alphie had been acting a little strangely. He was starting to point at things that weren't there. Sometimes he would announce that it was Del, which usually didn't make sense considering we could only see him when Russel was asleep. His red eye would glimmer each time and it gave me chills that maybe my precious angel could see the dead. Sounds kinda like a good zombie flick I saw one time with Noodle.

Noodle.

I had nearly forgotten about her throughout the past seven months. I missed her so much. What am I doing to her? I've been getting all friendly with Murdoc lately when I loved Noodle. At least I thought I still loved her. My feelings for Murdoc had grown so much throughout the course of time. He was always so kind, and he was all that I could think about. Did I love Murdoc?

Just then, his voice ceased to utter his melody and I was saddened. I felt him move around and I felt the covers go up, presumably him tucking in Alphie, and then I felt his breath on my face. My heart was racing and then his lips were on mine. Not frantic, but gentle, as if he didn't want to wake me. I didn't pull away or kiss back. I just laid there and took it, enjoying every second of it. Shortly after it started, it ended and I almost cried out for more, but I was once again calmed by his voice, whispering quietly in my ear.

"Always." He then retreated back to his side of the bed and fell asleep soundly. There were so many feeling flowing through me and I couldn't explain any of them. I think I was falling for him.

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"Happy birthday!" We all screamed in excitement as the man in question walked into the room. The day had finally arrived! Murdoc's birthday! He was going to be 42 this year and we were all extremely excited for it. We would have thrown a surprise party for him, but we didn't want to anger him on accident. A giant smile spread across his face as he made his way towards us and his giant cake.

"You made a Pazuzu cake? Damn, man, that looks incredible!" He looked over at me and smiled and of course I returned the favor without hesitation. Alphie was jumping up and down madly.

"MUMA! MUMA! MUMA!" All of a sudden Russel started busting out laughing from the other side of the table. He hadn't ever heard Alphie refer to Murdoc as mama before.

"Did dat kid jus' call you mama? Awe man! I'm gonna pass out!" He was in hysterics and was maniacally laughing on the floor. He was laughing so hard that tears were coming out of his eyes. Murdoc looked positively pissed but decided to ignore it for the time being and waltzed over to Alphie, picked him up, and tossed him into the air and caught him. His smile had come back for the time being and I was glad.

"Wot do yew say Mudsy? Wanna cut the cake?" I asked him as sweetly as I could and his smile disappeared before returning moments later, but bigger. Shit, it seemed that the damned drunken butterflies in my stomach had found some friends to invite to the party.

"Why don'tcha help me, Stu-Pot?" My heart was doing backflips as I walked to where he was standing and stood waiting. He then proceeded to pull our bodies together and wrapped our hands around the handle of the blade. I swear that he could feel my heart nearly leaping out of my chest as we cut the first piece. Finally, we had cut enough pieces for everyone and we all sat down to dig in. Murdoc sat down next to me, making sure to drag his chair to the right of me and I wondered what he was up to. He also made sure that our chairs were sitting close to each other. He sure was a confusing fellow. Then I felt it. I realized why he had sat on my right side. I was left-handed and he knew it, and he wanted to make sure that I was eating with the same hand as usual so that Russel wouldn't suspect anything. He laid his hand down on my leg feeling higher, and higher. He stopped before he got to far up and then he pulled away. He must have seen the obvious disappointment on my face because he lightly snickered to himself before putting his hand back on my knee.

And I decided that it just wouldn't do. I placed my hand on top of his and pulled his hand up so that it was resting on my inner thigh before I let go again. I sighed in delight and he blankly stared at me before grinning and once again snickering to himself. What was it that he found so damn funny? He then grabbed my hand and placed it directly on his junk, clearly not wanting to be outdone, before returning his hand back to my thigh. He smiled teasingly at me and a look of determination spread across my face. Now this was war. I pressed his hand against my own junk and became aroused, and he definitely noticed because he tensed up. I could tell that he was trying not to lose control but he was failed and finally he broke. He pulled away as to prevent anything else from happening. It was my turn to snicker as he put both hands in his lap and stared straight down at his now empty plate and began to blush. I ate cake while my boner went down before quickly standing up. Murdoc looked up in shock because of my sudden moment and I grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the kitchen and led him to my bedroom.

Once we got to my door I opened it and yanked him inside before abruptly shutting it. Then I slowly turned around and put my back to the door. We just stared at each other for a few minutes before Murdoc strode over and was so close that our bodies were touching. I felt myself get aroused again. Dammit, why was it so easy for him to get me excited? He noticed but instead of snickering like usual, he pinned me and my arms against the door, desperation pouring out of him and me. I wanted him so damn bad. He slowly flicked out his extremely long tongue and began licking my jugular and sucking on my neck with passion. Why did this feel so familiar? So right? I let out a moan and let him run his hands down into my pants. God it felt so good, I never wanted him to stop. He then ran his hands back up under my shirt and dug his fingernails into my back. I followed his lead and now we were face to face again, panting from all the excitement. He leaned in slowly. It was finally going to happen. We would finally kiss and God would it feel good. But we could never have what we wanted could we? His lips were mere centimeters from mine when his bastard of a bird cawed and flew between us, separating us from each other.

GOD DAMMIT!

"Cortez! What the bloody 'ell do you think you're doing you motherfucking cocksucking poultry?!" Murdoc looked like he was about to strangle the bird but before he had the chance it flew out of the open window, escaping into the darkness. He sighed and spoke once again.

"We had better head back so they don't worry about us." I reluctantly nodded and we made our way back to the kitchen. Russel stared holes into us as we walked in but we acted as if nothing ever happened, even though I knew that he was replaying what happened in his head just like I was. Murdoc went over to Alphie and picked him up, declaring that it was his bedtime and that they were going to turn in for the night. I must have looked sad as they left because Russel did a thorough inspection of me while I was looking at the door.

"Is dat a hickey?" I jumped at the sound of his voice and then I turned and began to clean up. I felt my face heat up almost instantly and I could see him nod out of the corner of my eye. I cleaned faster trying to distract myself.

"I's obvious you love each other. You two don' need to hold back." And with that he left me standing over the sink frozen in the middle of washing the dishes. I heard the door shut and I was all alone. I stared at my reflection in the bubbly water and imagined being with Murdoc forever.

I imagined him hugging me when I was sad and wiping my tears when I cried. I imagined him kissing me and cuddling with me and sleeping with me. I imagined our family. Murdoc, Russel, Alphie, and me. I imagined the perfect life and happy images filled my sight and I started crying tears of joy as I thought about how happy he made me and how much I cared for him. I started doing the dishes again and I was smiling like an idiot as I did so. I was just so happy and I stayed that way all night. It was official.

I had fallen for a demon.

A/N: Well it's getting sexual all up in here! Haha, I think I just made my own day. Hope everyone enjoyed the chapter and Psyke will be back again shorly! Stay tuned, my strange friends. Peace!

-Noodle