murdoc was leant over the kitchen counter glaring down at the paper that 2d gave him.
is he really prepared to get himself into an entanglement like this?
he doesn't normally see the person he's fucked (or planning to) more than once and if he does it would be by accident.
that's how one night stands work after all.
for some reason he doesn't mind the idea of seeing 2d frequently.
definitely not like dating though. there's
no way in hell murdoc is going to start committing to something, especially not a relationship.
but being around 2d sounds..
nice.
he picked up his glass of whiskey from the table and necked it before typing the performer's number into his phone.
better now than never.
~
~ping~
the bluenettes phone buzzed on the kitchen counter.
he abandoned his instant noodles on the stove and went to go and grab his mobile.
unknown - it's murdoc
2ds heart began to beat rapidly. he's been waiting for this text all day.
2d - about time
2d - have u missed me?
the boy squeezed onto his phone waiting for a response.
unknown - you could say that
2d - well i've been pretty lonely. i could do w some company x
2d attended the stove once again, waiting patiently for murdoc's response.
unknown - is 7 a good time for you?
2d - 7 sounds perfect
2d - don't leave me waiting ;)
after that text was sent 2d chucked his phone on the counter. he had less than 30 minutes before murdoc was due to arrive.
he turned off the stove and immediately ran to his bedroom, taking off his clothing on the way.
he searched through his drawers, trying to find a cute pair of panties to wear.
he eventually settled with a frilly lilac thong.
after 2d put it on he began to look in his wardrobe for something to put over the top.
he found his favourite pink silk robe, although he would hate to ruin it.
he sat at his vanity mirror and applied a
little amount of blush to his pale cheeks,
clear mascara and some shimmery lipgloss.
he thought he looked pretty and he couldn't wait for murdoc to see him.
the bluenette began to head back into the livingroom.
~ping~
he looked over to his phone and practically jumped at it to read his new text.
unknown - i'm outside. which floor do you live on?
2d - 2nd
fuck, he's here.
2d felt his heart pulsating inside of his small frame. he took a moment to compose himself before walking over to the front door.
~knock knock~
there was no turning back now.
he unlocked it and before he knew it he was face to face with murdoc.
he actually scrubs up quite well when he wants to.
"well what do we have here" murdoc spoke, voice as smooth as butter.
he looked 2d up and down, admiring him.
"come inside" 2d welcomed him in.
murdoc walked through the door and into the livingroom. 2d noticed he was holding a bottle of vodka.
"this is a nice little place you've got" he sounded impressed.
"do ya really think so? thanks! " 2d chirped.
they moved into the kitchen.
"I brought this over, that's assuming you even drink" murdoc handed him the alcohol.
"yea I do, thanks. i'll get some glasses".
the bluenette ambled over to the cupboard, murdoc watching his every step.
he took out two mismatched cups and set them down on the table.
"you can do the honours" murdoc offered.
2d picked the bottle up twisting the lid off with concentration. he soon poured both him and his guest a shot.
"cheers".
they both downed their drinks.
"bleghhh" 2d stuck his tongue out in disgust. "forgot how harsh it is by itself".
murdoc began to pour the second round.
"suck it up sunshine" he said, picking up his glass.
they both drank another shot. then another, then another..
2d felt tipsy already. he's been known to not be the greatest at handling his alcohol.
he continued to drink anyway.
"you know, I never mentioned how good you look" murdoc said out of the blue.
2d didn't know whether he was trying to sweeten him up or if he was actually being genuine.
he loved the compliment regardless.
"that's very sweet ov you murdoc" he hiccuped.
2d watched him as he stared down at his glass unaware.
it's about time he made a move..
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Private Dancer - 2doc
Fanfiction"his baby pink lingerie piece sat beautifully on his fair skin. he was just so pretty. so perfect. the way he firmly gripped onto the pole. how he gracefully spun around on it with no effort. it sent shivers down the old mans spine. he was in awe...
