Blue Lithium

Chapter 4: The Ones That Connect To Us

In one smooth movement, 2D wrapped his long lanky arms around Murdoc, tangling his long fingers in the bassists jet black hair, and pressed his lips up against his own in a rough domineering lust filled kiss. Murdoc's eyes widened when he was released and was for once, too stunned to speak. The drugs had taken effect on the singer, the chemicals pumping through his blood. He felt incredibly, stupidly horny.

Looking at the almost psychopathic smile plastered on 2D's face, Murdoc began to feel weary. The singer's pitch black eyes were dripping with a lonesome, hungry craze as he licked his chapped pale lips. Murdoc's eyes followed his every movement as he felt a burning pool of desire stir low in his stomach. 2D leaned in close again begin to speak, his voice husky and lust filled.

"You've got no idea 'ow long I've wanted to do tha'."

2D's hair brushed against Murdoc. The singer smelt like cigarettes, various unnamable drugs and thick, musty cologne, an odd mix that only 2D could pull of as endearing. He chucked wildly at the satanists inability to move or speak and began to make a weird noise, like a half-hum as his long pale fingers danced up and down the bassists rigid spine.

For someone who was so skinny and usually so timid, Murdoc found that his front man had an extraordinary amount of strength, mostly motivated by the sudden burst of lust. The singer pushed him down, straddling him, still with the same psychotic smile and hungry eyes. The bassist finally managed to find his words.

"Stuart, get the fuck off me," Murdoc said, not fully meaning it.

2D's smile disappeared momentarily, only to be replaced not a second later by a diabolical smirk.

"No. I've got you now, and I'm not gonna let you go."

"Faceach-"

"You always beat me up, 'old me down, and I take all of 'it. Don't even complain. 'Ave you even noticed tha'?" The singer growled angrily into the older man's ear. "Of course you 'aven't!"

Murdoc stared at the man looming on top of him, stunned. Despite the bluenette' smile, tears ran tracks down his stained cheeks, the contradictions creating an image that only 2D could pull of as attractive.

"They told me I was crazy. Mentally ill. They said Stockholm syndrome or some shit like tha'."

The satanist's eyes widened. Stockholm Syndrome.... Shit, you've done it now Muds, turned him into this...

Murdoc tried to say something, tried to apologise, tried to say it wasn't his fault, but he didn't get the chance to even begin to form words. 2D leaned forwards and pressed his warm dry lips against Murdocs, tears still dripping down his face and seeping their way into the kiss. The sweet salt of heartbreak.

Murdoc could feel it.

He hadn't felt in a while, to be honest.

He felt the hectic chaos in the kiss, the sadness, the happiness the loneliness, the connection between them. He felt the passion, the fiery love and the burning hatred.

Never in his life would he ever had thought this would happen.

Murdoc wanted more.

He groaned in protest as 2D pulled back, longing for the contact between them, only to start moaning at a volume that was embarrassingly loud when the singer began to kiss his neck, leaving a burning trail as he moved down lower.

Murdoc felt like he was in heaven.

2D pulled away again and Murdoc whined, not wanting it to be over quite yet.

"Relax," the bluenette sighed, his voice low and rough. In one swift movement he lifted his shirt off and threw it on the ground, turning back not a second later to dispose of Murdoc's shirt as well.

The tears and finally stopped streaming from eyes down his face, but when the bassist leaned forward and licked his face he still tasted salty.

The second he did it though 2D shook his head.

"No. It's my turn now. You're always the one 'olding me down and now I've finally got you. And this time I'm in control," he growled.

Murdoc's eyes widened. He had never seen 2D act so aggressive before. He never would have imagined how appealing it would be.

The bassist wanted this to never end.

But there was just one thing that he needed to do before they got started.

Murdoc liked to be in charge.

Before 2D had time to realise what was going on Murdoc acted, flipping him over so that he was the one straddling the singer.

The bluenettes eyes widened as he realised what happened but before he could open his mouth to protest Murdoc struck again, attacking his lips with his own in rough and domineering kiss before pulling away, leaving the singer a speechless breathless mess.

Before 2D could fully recover he leaned forward again and attached his mouth to the singers ear, sucking, scraping, biting a trail downward towards his pale neck.

As he pulled back again one hand reached towards the bedside table, grabbing a red piece of cloth. Murdoc considered it for a second. He supposed it would do.

In one swift movement grabbed both of 2D's long, skinny, pale arms and tied his wrists together, tight enough that there was no way he would escape it.

The bluenettes eyes widened and breaths became shorter and more erratic, but he made not a sound of protest.

Murdoc smirked.

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Noodle walked down the hall to her room, guitar in one hand, phone in the other. She had just shared a selfie of her and Katsu, and her followers were blowing up about the cuteness of the photo. She smiled happily.

Her thoughts were interrupted by a quiet moaning from behind 2D's door. She stopped for a bit, saddened by the fact he was still crying about something or other. Another moan came from the room. Noodle frowned. It sounded too... sexual... to be a cry. Noodle blushed, and shook her head, realising what 2D could be doing in there by himself.

She started walking again, trying to shake the thought from her head, but stopped suddenly as she heard a third moan. 2D doesn't make that noise... could it be...

Murdoc?...

She put her things down, and strode right up to the door.

Ear against scratched wood, she listened in, frowning. What the hell could be happening in there?
She'd only heard Murdoc make those sounds when he brought home some girl from a bar...

Noodle gasped silently. 2D's song... what he said to Murdoc in the studio... the crying, the staring, that strange hunger in his eyes nobody seemed to notice but her...

She burst through the door, and screamed.

I'm glad to see that you guys are enjoying this! This is my first time writing Le Sexy Times but I hope you guys enjoy this.

See you next chapter!

Xxx