One Bullet (Gorillaz fanfic) (2D x Murdoc)

Chapter 11

More or less of a filler chapter but, meh this is how I'm ending it...
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(2D's POV)

I woke up, once again, in Murdoc's bed. This time though, I was greeted with a surrounding comfort and warmth, instead of the cold ground. I liked how his room was dark, so in the morning it didn't hurt to open my eyes, or what I guess still count as eyes. It was nice to have the first thing I see be Murdoc's sleeping face. It was so much more calm and peaceful than it usually was when he was awake. It was nice seeing him like this when I had the chance.

Oddly enough, our bodies were tangled together when I woke up. Murdoc was never one for cuddling (normally kicking out his bird after they've fucked), but I wouldn't complain. His leg rested in between mine, and my leg did the same, though mine was higher up and seemed to press up against him. Our chests pressed together tight, the now dried cum from my chest now making it slightly uncomfortable. I pulled back slightly, just enough to unstick my torso from his, but his arms stopped me. They wrapped around my waist even tighter, but still stayed loose enough for me to slip out underneath...

(Murodc's POV)

I felt him trying to move beside me, and subconsciously pulled him closer, but when I realized he probably wanted to clean himself up, I let him go. But what he did next... Surprised me (to say the least).

(2D's POV)

As odd (or random) as it might have seemed, I did want to try it. I felt how deep he could take me in last night, how good it made me feel, and I wanted to see how far down I could get on him... To make him feel the same pleasure I had...

I slid my face down to his hips, biting my lips, not wanting to make a sound to wake him up. Holding down his hips, I started licking at his flaccid cock.

"Stu, what're ya-" he started to mumble, waking up. He stopped taking when I took all of him in my mouth at once. It was easy, mainly because he wasn't hard yet though. He moaned, just loud enough for me to hear it. I used my tongue for the most part, only starting to bob my head when he got harder. The harder he got, the more difficult it became to take him all in. It came to the point where I gave up trying and just stroked him as I sucked on his tip. My missing front teeth helped keep me from accidentally biting him. For once I was actually glad they were gone.

I felt his hands grip my hair, his long nails lightly scratching my scalp. I felt pressure on the back of my head, every time I went down he forced me down just a little farther than I though I could go. I felt him hit the back of my throat, and I jumped back, though I still kept his tip barely in my mouth. The pressure on my head lightened, and his hands lightly rubbed against my head. His moan told me to keep going...

I think I could feel him getting close. He was almost pulsating on my tongue, and he could barely control how his hips rolled.

Without warning... He slammed me down onto him, releasing down the back of my throat. The taste was... what's a good word?

Putrid.

He held my head down never the less, keeping me from spitting it out.

"Fuck..." he sighed, letting me go. I tried to swallow, I really did. But I just couldn't keep it down. I ran to the bathroom (as best I could), vomiting into the sink. "Ey, ya alright?" he asked apologetically.

"... Yeah," I rinsed out my mouth, sticking my head under the faucet. "Yeah, I'm fine I guess. Ya jus' coulda' warned me!" I said, trying not to sound angry, even if I sorta was. It was still nice to know I gave him pleasure though...

"That..." He paused. "Was the best way ever to wake me up..." He pressed his head against the back of my neck, chuckling. I felt his nude body press up against mine once again. I hadn't noticed as much until now, how much my ass hurt. And back. And legs. I had to use the sink to keep holding myself up. My legs turned to jelly for too many reasons.

(Murdoc's POV)

"Murdoc..." he mumbled weakly.

"W-what?" Was he in pain? Was... was he regretting sleeping with me? Was he-

"Could ya take me back to bed... M-me legs don't work too well..." he spoke weakly. I agreed to help him and put one of his arms around me, with my arm around his waist. He was lighter than I remembered...

He practically fell onto the bed, his legs seemingly giving out underneath him.

"Ey, Mudz," he questioned. I looked over to him and hummed a response. "Is my lower body 'pposed ta hurt this much...?"

"Does ya arse hurt?" He nodded, slightly embarrassed. "Eh, that's normal..." I went and sat down next to him. "Need some a ya pain killas?"

"Nah, I should be fine..." He layed back, trying to move back under the covers. With every lower movement he whimpered in pain. Every sound broke my heart, but he didn't want any killers and I couldn't do anything else...

I grumbled, not liking how I couldn't do anything to help him. I tossed a pillow at him, letting it hit his head. He chuckled a little, pressing the pillow against his head.

"Warm..." he mumbled, I could here the smile in his voice, and it somehow warmed my gut. I walked back over to where he lay and put my hands on the pillows.

"You lovable idiot sandwich," I said, using the pillows to smoosh the sides of his face. I managed to put my head between the pillows as well, giving him a quick chaste kiss, before dropping his head back into the bed and leaving to make breakfast. Once again, Cyborgs batteries were dead, and I didn't intend on charging her until I had checked her again. And find out why she was still so... Rude.

Simple eggs and bacon wasn't hard, but it was difficult to not burn myself when I made the bacon. Grease is painful when you try and cook buck ass naked.

I crawled back under the covers next to 2D and turned on the tele, noticing Stuart had fallen asleep again. I took back the pillow, still on top of his head, putting it behind me before starting to eat my half of the food. I looked back over to Stu every now and then. Moving the hair out of his face so I could see that sweet sleeping smile.

"M... Murdoc..." he mumbled sleepily, waking up again. "I smell bacon."

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The funny thing for me writing this, is that: I don't even like bacon!

Welp, this is how I'm ending this. If you enjoyed then... I don't know re read it or something.

I may continue this as another story in the future, but I'm sick of having a nice Murdoc... Let's let them get a little more violent! (Look for the other story - 'Plastic Prison')