Murcock || A Murdoc x Reader NSFW book

What Now?!

WARNING!
I don't know why I decided to write this, maybe to vent some real life feelings into my writing lol. Oh well, this isn't exactly what you think it's going to be, so maybe be prepared for disappointment! SORRY IN ADVANCE <3

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This was the 6th time you've tried to call Murdoc, and it was getting damn near impossible to keep trying anymore. Whatever he's done to land himself in jail, it has made getting in contact with him a lot more difficult than you ever expected.

But finally after another hour of being on hold, you heard that familiar automated voice system.

"You have a call coming from ___ prison from Murdoc Niccals. All 15 minute calls will be subject to monitoring, as to prevent any criminal outside activities. You will be reminded of this throughout your phone call. You will be transferred over momentarily."

You waited until you heard a click, and an obnoxiously loud background atmosphere.

"Hello? Babe?"

That was the voice you had been looking for. Despite not seeing him, or even talking to him for some time, your brows furrowed at his rough tone.

"Murdoc Niccals what on earth have you done to land yourself in jail...AGAIN!?"

"I.....sorry babe I can't really remember what I did, but not to worry, once I get out I'll be back to making your legs shake...uahahahaa"

You scoffed, embarrassed in the fact that he didn't even care that your message was being recorded, and still turned it sexual.

"We are being recorded Niccals. If anything it'll be you shaking while I'm suffocating the life out of you, you git!"

You heard him chuckle again across the line, and a momentary fuzzy message played.

"Remember all 15 minute calls will be subject to monitoring, as to prevent any criminal outside activities."

"Bah, stupid prison and their stupid interruptions." He grumbled.

"You know this wouldn't be happening at all if you had just behaved yourself."

"You know I can't do that darling, especially around you..mmmmm"

With cheeks flustered you bit your lip to resist the urge to yell at him more, this was one of the only chances you would be able to speak to him for a good while.

"Can you knock it off!"

"Why? Worried that that police will get hard to my dirty talking? Who knows, if I get em off enough maybe they'll let you come here so they can watch us fuck..."

The idea of police jacking off to you was disgusting, but that didn't stop the slight shock of arousal from going down your spine. You did desperately want to be in bed with him again. None of this however made your anger at him any less real, actually it made it worse.

"You're awfully quiet love, thinking about me taking you in a prison with everyone watching? What a sight that would be....I could even ask to borrow official handcuffs?"

He laughed again, and you growled into the receiver.

"Are you done?"

"Hmm now that I think of it I don't want everyone to see you're pretty little ass riding me. Best to save it for when we can have a little privacy at home."

"Well you're going to be waiting a long time for that thanks to you being irresponsible, who knows you could be in there for months!"

You yelled at him again, and could almost hear his frown forming. A sudden click again, another interruption...

"Remember all 15 minute calls will be subject to monitoring, as to prevent any criminal outside activities."

It was silent for a moment, before Murdoc spoke up again.

"Look whatever I did, it wasn't my fault. Don't make me out to be the shit guy."

You paused, unsure if you should say what was on your mind, but your mouth spoke faster than you had time to process.

"You're always are the shit guy."

There was a long pause. The background noises of restrained yelling and banging on several steel bars echoed into your end. Maybe you shouldn't have said that, was it too far?

Another interception by the automated message played. Thankful to both of you that it interrupted that uncomfortable silence growing.

"You have 5 minutes left. Remember all 15 minute calls will be subject to monitoring, as to prevent any criminal outside activities."

After the message played, the silence started again. You chewed manically on your bottom lip, awaiting any response he would give. When nothing came, you spoke up.

"I guess I'll go then. Goo-"

"Will you be there when I get out?"

A sort of struggled answer came from his end. Seemingly hopeful, but you could still picture his frown clear as day as you thought harder than you should have. Would you be there? Were you going to wait, just to end up in the same situation again later on?

"I don't know."

Your answer was a lot more monotoned than you would have like, and you swore you almost heard a sigh from him, but before you could hear the rest of what he was going to say, you heard a ringing noise, and a click.

"You have reached your 15 minute time limit. Your next call will be limited to a period of one week. Thank you, enjoy your day."