💚𝒯𝓌ℯ𝓁𝓋ℯ 𝒮𝒽𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓈 ℴ𝒻 𝒢𝓇ℯℯ𝓃 （𝐌𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐨𝐜 𝐍𝐢𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐱 𝐎𝐂)

Chapter 12

"It was amazing, lemme tell you love." Posey explained over the phone which was tucked between her face and shoulder holding up the phone as she spead cream cheese onto a mildly burned raisin bread.

"At first it was painful but it was a good one, I think it was his fast metabolism, that's very important." She explained.

"It's good to see you learned from your last sexual encounter." Regan said, referring to when Posey had her first with a slow as hell bloke, he was big and as slow as a ferry on gelatin, and rather unattractive to Posey's standards.

"So what's this Niccal's guy like? Is he a good boy or bad boy?" Regan asked.

Posey sucked some cream off her finger. "About that, bad boy." She replied.

"Ooh, enlighten me love."

"Well, he's absolutely horrid, with a criminal record, but he's not entirely dangerous, just very cunning." Posey rocked her crossed legs as she explained, taking a bite into one of the slices of raisin bread.

"He seems scary, but whatever you say." Regan sighed. "But his appearance is incredible love, he has a viridian tint, it's a little off from when I last saw him." Posey noticed the clock and it was almost time to head out the door.

"Ok darling, gotta go now."

Before Posey left she brought along a pack of camels because she was starting to get used to being around the exterior of Kong, on bright sunny days like today it lacked its eeriest.

When Posey arrived to the studio, only Noodle was in the room when she came, laying on the dusty maroon couch, the monkey was leaning again the top.

"Hi Ms.Kitty." She said, looking up from her little video game.

"Hello, where is everyone?" Posey asked.

"Anywhere, I wanted to play with 2D today but he's going out with a girl today." Noodle explained.

"Oh really, who?" Noodle shrugged, Posey assumed it must have been the girl with the honey colored hair he brought back to Kong the previous day.

There was a knock at the door and Posey answered to see Charlotte.

"Oh hi, you must be Charlotte." Posey greeted.

"Ya, I'm here for Stuart Pot." She said.

"Oh, is that..." Posey forgot that he had a real name other than the stage nickname.

"Heya." Said a wonky voice behind Posey, she jumped a little, and turned her head to see him.

"Oh sorry bout dat, uh me and Charlotte are going on a date, don't tell Murdoc Kay? We were supposed to be recording today but Murdoc's hungover.

"Ooh, ok." Right after Posey left for home, Murdoc got flat out drunk and was still recovering from that heavy stuff.

After 2D and Charlotte left for wherever, Posey went up to Murdoc's room to see how he was. The door to his bedroom was left ajar, upon peaking she noticed the blinds curtains were closed leaving the room slightly dark minus the sunlight peaking through the tiny holes in the stitchings, the room smelt strongly of something hard and effective.

Inside she saw her bassist beau on his back on the bed, not under the covers, still wearing the clothes from the previous day. When Posey opened the curtains to let the sun rain down on him, he groaned a bit but didn't wake up, Posey wanted to go on the bed and check on him herself, but her attention was caught off guard by the contents on the desk.

There was a book, that looked like a bible with a ribbon bookmark, but Murdoc was far off from Christianity. Maybe it was for journaling or even a dairy, without a lock too and left in the open for someone to read it, someone like Posey who couldn't hold back her urges. It was what was on top of the journal that made her even more intrigued.

It was an ink pen drawing of a woman with voluptuous hips and breasts, she appeared naked and despite being a good drawing, shared and uncanny appearance to Posey.

"Oh, so he's having fantasies about me already?" She thought, picking up the drawing and turning around to where it said

Posey Alista Katts, old friend and hottest chick in the UK, all natural

Posey's eyes widened, damn this guy was horny for her. Now she really needed to read the book.

She sat down in the wicker chair reading passages, exploring the part of Murdoc Niccals that only she knew now, his personality in the public eye was funny arrogant, but his journal entries were like a memoir to her. He wrote about what the dinner lady did to him when he was nine, Posey hadn't met Murdoc yet, but he told her, she was the only person who knew at the time other than his older brother.

Posey swore to herself whilst reading that part of the journal, there were dried up teardrops on the paper, the tiny wrinkle dots could prove it. She was so indulged that she didn't realize Murdoc's hangover started to wear off.

"Ugh... Oi love... aye what'ya... oh." He balanced on his elbow leaning towards Posey, looking at her with big eyes, she closed the book  quickly, but with her hand on the cover he knew exactly what she was doing. She stood up fast, he was staring at her but because of his bangs she couldn't see the rage in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize you were waking up, imma leave right now!" Posey apologized, attempting to go, but Murdoc sprinted up out of his former drunken state and grasped onto her. "Oh! No don't!" Posey gripped onto his wrists.

"What'ya gonna do love? Huh?" He teased. Posey swatted at his face, accidentally scratching him with her nail, an itty bitty cut appeared.

"Ok love your on." Before Murdoc could retaliate, Posey shoved him down and leaped onto him. A cat fight which quickly turned into another excuse to spice things up between them, it ended with her lying over his sprawled out body, holding onto his hand and running it across her chest.

"Alright, I don't think we're strangers anymore." He said. "Never were." Posey replied, controlling his hand like a little puppet, before proceeding to crack his knuckles.

"Where's facea... I mean, where is dents, 2D where is he?" Murdoc asked, slurring his speech.

"He's out." Posey replied. "What do you mean out?" "He's just out." Posey stretched back and smiled. Murdoc furrowed his brow before just concluding to whatever Posey was saying.

"Oh, well ok." Murdoc looked back at the journal on the desk. "Did you like the drawing?" He asked. "Yeah, was that me?" Posey asked. "Did you become erect while drawing it?" She added.

He skipped the question and asked. "Why were you reading that book, it's private."

"It be more private had you locked it or hid it away." Posey rolled her eyes. "I'm not gonna tell anyone what is said." She promised.

"Sure, ya not gonna run to the British tabloids and tell them Murdoc Niccals did this! He had sex with his housekeeper!" They both laughed.

"They'd bring up more attention to you years later." Posey said, staring up at the ceiling, Murdoc's hand went free from Posey's now loose grip, and slid it down into her bra squishing her breast.

"Your so soft love, ya skins like dough."
Posey cringed in the face but the comment also made her crotch burn with excitement.

Them burnin sensations