Gorillaz Oneshots!!!

2doc (SOFT SMUT TW)

if u don't ship it's told in a first person POV just pretend ur Murdoc :DD

REMINDER: I don't ship everything I write-some of it's just request and things 

((This was made a few years before the Now Now, just wanted to clarify))

Murdoc POV:

"Oi, Mudz!" I heard my blue-haired band mate call. "What is it, face-ace?"I snapped, looking up from the television that was definitely not playing porn. (What? Noodle wasn't home.)

"Where's Noodle an' Russ?" He asked, looking around. 

"Noodle went to take Russel out to eat...Not sure why he went with her, kid's a horrible driver." I muttered.

"She's not a kid, Mudz," 2d said. "She's twenty."

I shrugged, looking back at the t.v. 2d frowned. "You shouldn't be watching that shit," He snapped at me. I raised a brow.

"Hmm? And why not? It's not like you've never watched it." 

"Yeah, but...I don't know..." He rubbed the back of his neck, regretting his complaint. I chuckled softly. 

"You jealous?"

2d and I, well, I'm not sure how to explain it. We'd been sort-of-boyfriends for the past few months. It all kind of happened: He kissed me one night and we'd been hooking up for a while. Though we were more than just friends with benefits, at this point. We'd act like boyfriends (not in front of the others, but alone), we'd hold hands, and, occasionally, exchange I love yous. Sex now wasn't rough and we weren't just doing it because we were both horny anymore. It was more passionate, more soft, more...Loving, I guess.

2d's face went red at my comment. "No! You-you can watch whatever you want...It's just," He walked towards me, suddenly gaining confidence, I noticed. "Why watch that when you could have the real thing?"

I smirked. He wasn't usually this flirty, but sometimes, when he was madly horny, he'd become some kind of really submissive yet dominant bottom. It was sort of odd, but hot as hell.

"Hmm," I muttered, teasing him a bit. "The shit I watch is...Kinda intense." 

"So?" That blue haired angel perched himself on my thighs.  I grinned. I loved seeing him like this. Truth be told, he loved flirting that way, just being obnoxiously hot and such a turn on, but when it actually got to the sex, he was more self-conscious, and I was more gentle. 

"Okay~Let's see just how intense you can get." I hissed. By just my words I felt his pants stiffen. I knew he probably wouldn't actually be up to it, I wasn't too rough on him anymore. In all honestly, I wasn't rough with him that often. Our first time he'd cried and begged me to go gentler, so after that I'd treated his body like a porcelain doll. I feared if I gave him too much he'd break, and never forgive me. The only times it was ever really crazy was when we were drunk.

But we always flirted like two gay porn actors before-hand.

I shifted my body, smiling as even the smallest movement caused him to bite his lip. Suddenly, I buckled my hips, and he couldn't have stopped that beautiful moan if he'd tried, though I doubt he even bothered to.

I'd never wanted to admit it, but my band-mate was sexy. The way he'd casually do the hottest things and not even notice.

Like now, as he bit his lip so hard I saw blood, and he scrunched his eyes up. He was fucking gorgeous, you have to admit.

"You wanna take this to my room?" I asked, leaning in to suck his neck.

"Mmm~There's no point, love. No one's home, anyway..." He put a hand to my face, and said, softly, angel-like, even, "Why not just here, now?"