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"Selfish pair of.."
Noodle's rant continued in mutters as she stalked off. Murdoc and 2D had been sitting in the living room in shame for the past fifteen minutes while Noodle yelled their heads off, speaking of getting lost or accidents happening and a lack of responsibility, with a stern Russel by her side.
The latter was still standing there, squinting his eyes at them. He then sighed, and shook his head, walking away as well.
"Dumbasses."
When they were finally alone in the room, they sneaked a glance at each other before bursting out in snickers.
"Stop giggling, they'll hear," Murdoc choked out.
"You shut up as well then!" 2D grinned, covering his mouth with his hands.
They stopped short as they heard the slam of a door. They paused, listening for a few moments.
"Is that them out?" 2D asked quietly.
Murdoc shrugged, standing up. "I'll check."
He walked warily into the hallway, checking the kitchen. "Noodle? Russ?"
No reaction. Satisfied, he walked back to 2D, sitting next to him on the couch. He casually draped his arm over the back of the couch behind the singer's head. There was an awkward silence. 2D took a deep breath, turning his head towards Murdoc.
"Muds, I.. I think I'll have a shower."
The bassist raised an eyebrow. "Okay."
2D stood up, pausing. He turned, as if to say something, then shook his head and walked out of the room. Murdoc sat there, staring off into the distance as he heard the water run. The sudden image of a naked 2D standing underneath the hot, streaming water entered his mind. His grip tightened on the arm of the couch and he grit his teeth.
He had thought about this. Many times. About how having sex with 2D would be. And he always mentally kicked himself for having those thoughts.
He remembered how afraid they had both been whenever the subject had been raised and they were in the fake relationship.. both of them shying away from it. He knew why he had been doing it, obviously. But why had 2D?
Had he been afraid then as well? Afraid of feeling things they weren't supposed to be feeling?
Well, that didn't matter now, did it? But evidently 2D was still scared. Of being rejected, maybe? The bassist had no idea, but he knew that whatever it was, he had to go and fix it. Now. He stood up, slowly but determinedly making his way towards the bathroom. He gently pushed the door open. 2D hadn't locked it.
"Huh," Murdoc muttered to himself.
Luckily the sound of the shower covered up his voice. He shut the door, quietly walking towards the shower curtain. He carefully pulled it aside.
2D was standing with his back to him, the stream of water dripping down from his head to his shoulder blades, down his back.. The bassist felt himself freeze.
He never thought he'd ever think this about another man – especially not 2D – and it wasn't at all a Murdoc thing to think, but right now, 2D looked.. beautiful.
His blue hair, darker now because of the water, hung down in wet, sleek locks, sticking to the back of his neck. His pale skin, covered in bruises and scars..
2D glanced back, reaching for the shampoo. Upon seeing Murdoc, he yelped and almost slipped before the bassist put a hand on his shoulder to steady him.
They stared at each other for a while before 2D's heartbeat returned to normal. Murdoc's hadn't.
"Murdoc, what..?"
He made an attempt to cover up his manhood before realising how ridiculous that actually was, considering Murdoc had more than seen it. Still, his hands hovered in front of it. He swallowed, blinking at Murdoc.
"What are you doing here?" he asked quietly.
Murdoc didn't seem to care his shirt was being splattered with stray drops. He gripped the singer's shoulder more tightly.
"2D, I.. I want.."
For someone who would confidently have the last word arguing with God, he seemed incredibly inarticulate. Luckily, the singer understood him. He nodded towards his toilet bag on the sink, and Murdoc strode towards it while hastily pulling off his shirt. He pulled the lube out, throwing it towards 2D who – uncharacteristically – caught it. After having pulled the rest of his clothes off, he put his hand on 2D's shoulder again, stepping into the shower cubicle with him.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" the singer whispered, looking at Murdoc.
"Stu.." 2D shivered.
Murdoc stared at him, his blue locks hanging in front of his eyes, his cheeks slightly pink due to the warmth of the water. His skeletal frame looming slightly over him, pale, soft fingers resting on the bassist's hip.
"Stu," he then growled again. "I want you."
With this he leaned forward, capturing 2D's lips in a hungry kiss. He pushed him up against the cold tiles of the wall, putting one hand next to his head and the other around his waist to steady him. 2D was shocked at first, but responded quickly as his lips moved with the other man's.
Murdoc let out a low groan as 2D sucked his bottom lip gently, then letting his teeth graze over it. The bassist let his fingertips trail down 2D's back, resting on his lower back, making slow circles with his fingertips.
Murdoc's tongue trailed along the seam of 2D's lips, digging his nails slightly into his back. The singer let out a short gasp, and Murdoc used this chance to gently slide his tongue in, the tip of it brushing 2D's before leaving again. The latter's hands crept up into Murdoc's hair, tugging at it slightly as he held on.
The bassist repeated his earlier actions, and 2D responded by flicking his tongue ever so gently against Murdoc's.
Their mouths were now hanging open, lips touching, shallow breaths escaping. 2D now decided to take the lead, his tongue running along Murdoc's lips, pausing at the corner of his mouth. He slowly brushed his tongue against the other man's, pulling back as soon as he began to respond. His hands trailed down from behind Murdoc's head to his neck, then up to cup his face.
Murdoc became a bit frustrated now, pushing his tongue in more firmly. 2D smirked slightly and bit down on it, causing a growl from Murdoc.
2D trailed his hands down to the bassist's chest, abruptly rubbing his nipples. Murdoc gave a sharp moan, and the singer leaned forward, kissing him properly now, his tongue exploring every corner of his mouth. Murdoc hand pressed 2D forward by his hips, their erections rubbing against each other, causing them both to gasp.
The blue haired man let his hands continue their journey south, not before rubbing the sensitive spots a few more times, revelling in the shudders it caused. Murdoc moved away from his mouth, trailing kisses and bites along 2D's jawline, leading up to his earlobe. He bit into it gently, making 2D let out a groan and make his knees tremble. The bassist trailed down his jaw again, now leading down to his neck.
2D leaned his head back, closing his eyes and exposing more of the pale, soft skin as Murdoc began to claim it. By the time he was finished with it, bites and bruises covered his throat. But 2D didn't seem to mind. He stared down at him with half lidded eyes, mouth still slightly open from his unheeded moans.
"Murdoc.." he choked out.
The bassist shivered slightly, pushing his body against 2D's more roughly.
"Murdoc.. I don't want to wait," he then groaned, reaching for the lube desperately. "I need you. Now."
Murdoc looked at him for a moment, then grabbing the lube without hesitation, covering his member with it. He held 2D steady against the wall, warm water streaming onto them as he picked the singer up slightly, his legs wrapped around his waist. Slowly, he entered 2D. He felt his back arch at the friction, using all his strength to fight the impulse to thrust. 2D tensed around him, fingernails digging into his shoulder blades.
"Stu, you have to relax..just relax, okay?" Murdoc muttered into his ear, chin resting on his shoulder.
Slowly but surely, the singer started to relax and Murdoc entered him completely. He pulled out slightly, allowing them both some breathing time, before pushing in again, a bit more roughly this time. 2D let out a startled moan and eventually he started wrapping his legs more tightly around the bassist's waist, forcing him to go deeper.
"Fuck.." he let out a strangled moan as he clawed Murdoc's back, arching up with every thrust.
Murdoc's nails scratched along his sides and ribs, forming little scratches, the blood immediately being washed away by the water. It stung, but it was a good kind of sting. The kind of sting that made 2D shiver, and made his head fall back.
The bassist gripped the singer's hips now desperately, thrusting harder and harder, his groans and growls becoming louder with every thrust.
"Stuart.." the name came out in a husky growl. 2D could have come there and then.
"M-Murdoc.. please," he groaned, clinging onto his neck. "Harder."
Murdoc kissed him harshly, quickening his thrusts. They both had to break away then, lips still touching as growls and moans and whimpers left their mouths. Murdoc moved his hand to 2D's member then, stroking it in time with the thrusts, almost making 2D cry out.
"Oh, fucking.." 2D didn't manage to finish his sentence, his own loud whimper interrupting himself as Murdoc's thumb stroked the tip.
It wasn't long before the singer came, and almost immediately after that, so did the bassist, the water washing away all evidence. They stayed still for a long time, leaning against each other and panting heavily. Murdoc pressed a kiss on 2D's nearest body part – his shoulder – before pulling out. 2D's legs slid back down onto the white tiles, and Murdoc's arms circled around his neck, pulling him closer. The singer wrapped his arms around his waist.
They held each other for a long time, not speaking, not moving. Finally, 2D trailed soft kisses up Murdoc's neck and jawline, reaching the corner of his mouth. He pressed a gentle kiss on his lips, fingertips trailing along his cheek.
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A few hours later they were sitting on the couch, wrapped up in towels, 2D holding a hot mug of tea and Murdoc holding a hot mug of some kind of alcoholic beverage. They were curled up into each other, watching some crappy television show. They hadn't really spoken much since their "shower", both of them being a bit too dazed and giddy to be honest. Murdoc spoke up first.
"2D?"
The latter looked up. "Hmm?"
"Are you.. do you regret.. anything?"
2D frowned a little, sitting up more to see Murdoc's face clearly. It was guarded, his eyes stubbornly on the television while his attention was obviously not on it.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean.. do you regret doing this?"
The bassist's face tensed up, afraid for the answer. 2D stared at him for a couple of seconds before scoffing.
"Murdoc, it was perfect. Why the fuck would I regret anything? Do you regret anything?" he retorted.
"No!" Murdoc said firmly, making 2D jump a little.
He chuckled, leaning forward and pressing a kiss on the bassist's lips. "Then what are you worrying for?"
Murdoc gave him a grin, putting his mug down and putting his hand on the back of 2D's head, stroking through his still-damp hair.
"I was just.. worried, I suppose. I mean, you were afraid to do anything before.."
2D blinked as he remembered what he was talking about. "That was different, Muds. You know that."
"Yeah," Murdoc agreed, satisfied and happy.
The singer smiled at him and curled up into him again, head resting on his chest. They were silent again for some time.
"Hey, Muds?" he suddenly piped up after a while.
"Yeah?"
"What do we do if Noodle and Russel come in before we're gone? What if they see us?"
Murdoc shrugged. "Let 'em see," he grunted. "It's what they've been bloody waiting for for who knows how long."
"True." With that word, 2D snuggled back into Murdoc.
They were happy, at peace, and completely at ease with each other for the first time in months. It was wonderful.
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