Satan's Scar And An Angles Tear. (Noodle X Murdoc)

Chapter 3

Murdoc finished up his shower. It felt like ages due to his mind racing. All he could think about was the awkward incident that happened with Noodle earlier. The image of her flushed cheeks and jittery figure trying to cover her most innocent parts flooded his mind. He struggled through the rest of this shower. Turning the nobs and drying his hair. He wrapped the towel around his waist and walked to his room.

   While he walked he passed a shocked 2D standing in his own doorway. Assumingely shocked at the fact that Murdoc was freshly showered for once in his life. He's stares did not go unnoticed, "Ehh! Keep staring and I'll punch out yeh lights!" All he got in response was a door quickly shutting, meaning he had gotten his point across loud and clear. He chuckled to himself as he kept walking.

   He made it to his room and finally could relax. He swiftly shut his door and sat down on the edge of his bed leaning back and closing his eyes to a few deep breaths, and there they where again. The thoughts of Noodle. The feeling of her soft skin against his chest.

   He became flustered and overwhelmed by his lustful thoughts of her. He felt himself stiffen under his towel. He chuckled at himself for being so excited. He soon gave into his excitement, leaning back closing his eyes he grabbed his member and began stroking himself.

   As he went thoughts of her popped into his head. He wanted nothing more than to be ravishing her sweet pale supple skin with his lips and tongue. He wanted her. He wanted her badly!

   He felt his wet hair dripping on his shoulder and sticking to his forehead, but he didn't care. All he could think about was her. Her perfect figure, her small and round breast, her squishy thighs, even how her hair smelt surged his brain. The feeling of his hand made him ache for her. To be inside her. To hear her small moans and to have her nails dig into his back. He wanted her to want him. His chest heaved and his muscles tensed. He was close, very close!

   His door swung open quickly. Without even thinking he covered himself with a near by blanket and prepared to rain Hell down on whatever poor sole had just intruded on his blissful moment. He quickly froze and rethought that plan when he saw it was a quite embarrassed and red Noodle in his doorway holding his clothes from the bathroom. He cleared his throat to cover up his blushing. He felt quite nasty for all the dirty thoughts he was just thinking about her.

   "I-I'm sorry" she said as she blushed deeply, "You just left your clothes in the bathroom. I thought you weren't in here." She meekly spoke as she tossed his clothes on the floor next to his door before quietly shutting the door and walking away flustered. He was dumbfounded. Shocked by being caught in the action. That shock turned into frustration as the sexual tension from the last two days had almost been released, but at the last second he got stopped. By her of all people!

   He grumbled before laying back down and rolling over to take an afternoon nap. He was in no mood to socialize or do anything productive. His mind was only filled with thoughts of her. Even in his quite dreams.