Lovestruck Criminal (Murdoc x Reader)

Chapter Seven

"Yes..yes, I do still have the bottle..Alright then, thank you." Murdoc had just gotten off the phone with the manager of that bar, leaving quite a foul complaint. He was promised his money back, he would just have to return the bottle tomorrow as proof, though, the manager hadn't thought Murdoc was lying to him, as he could practically feel how livid he was. Closing his bedroom door behind him, The green skinned fellow had walked back to the kitchen, only to find the bottle about empty. "What the blazes?! Ow' did this happen?" He said to himself, the first thought that popped into his head that someone must of drank the damned thing, but who in their right mind would be stupid enough to do that, so another thought came to mind and he assumed someone must of poured it down. At this, he growled. That was money going down the drain. Quiet shuffling broke him out of his thoughts and his head shot towards the livingroom (which is next to the kitchen) he walked closer to the couch and saw your peaceful sleeping figure. His anger almost completely vanished away and his look softened as he saw you gently breathing. It then hit him. "Wait a minute..wasn't she in er' room before I left? Why is she out ere' with no pillow or blanket..?" She wasn't the one who poured down the bottle..She didn't DRINK from it either, right? He was extremely confused, frustrated, annoyed and tired all at once that he couldn't focus on his logic or thinking correctly. He decided he would settle everything in the morning, but tonight he was going to keep an eye on Y/n. He felt the strange urge to do so for some reason, but he wasn't fighting it. He left the room but came back with two pillows and two blankets. He gently adjusted your head comfortably on the pillow and tucked the blanket over you. Afterwards, he sat on the recliner, stretching it out before he layed down, fluffing his pillow and pulling his blanket over him. He soon drifted off to sleep.

Half an hour later, you woke up, letting your eyes adjust to the darkness a bit and getting confused on your surroundings. "How'd I end up on the couch.." You mumbled sitting up. As you did, you let out a small gasp. Your whole body was hit with a wave of strange warmth and fuzziness despite it being cold. The strangest thing though, you felt even  warmer in your lower stomach and between your thighs. Wait a sec.

The fucking drink.
What the hell did you consume earlier? You wondered why it tasted off. The warmth in your lower region was soon starting to turn into arousal and you were overwhelmed with the strong need to relieve yourself. You were pissed, but nonetheless, you were about to put your hand down towards your underwear when you heard a loud snore. You jumped and immediately pulled your hand back, finally noticing Murdoc asleep on the recliner chair. You sighed in relief when you knew he wasn't awake, though, you still weren't going to relieve yourself here, there was no way in hell you were with the chance of waking him. You went to stand up, but your legs gave out on you, making you fall to the ground with a big thump. What the fuck just happened just now? You were stunned. Murdoc was a light sleeper, so this had woken him up in no time. He groggily mumbled and yawned as he adjusted his eyes to set on you after his vision was less blurry. As he saw you on the floor, it woke him up a bit more. "Y/n? What are yah doin? You al'rite there?" He questioned, slight concern hinted in his voice as he started to get up. This was the last thing you wanted.

"No no no, I-I'm fine. I jus tripped cos I couldn't see. Just go back to s-sleep" you replied with a cracked voice. You cursed yourself for stuttering like a damn idiot, giving out your position. Murdoc had seen right through your lie and came closer to you, now completely awake. "Are you sure bout that love? Tell me whats really the matter." He said, now getting cranky as he helped you up. Your skin had gotten sensitive to his touch in a strange way, like as if it felt good, and you quickly withdraw from his grip in a fleeing action. But you had clumsily crashed back into his body, making you both fall to the ground. He had enough time to wrap an arm around your waist as you landed on his chest instead of the ground. You looked at him, heat rushing to your face and you go to get off of him, he doesn't know how you guys are positioned, so when he raises his leg slightly to get ready to get up, he unintentionally collided it with your lower entrance. A soft moan was emitted from your lips.

Oh my god. Fucking kill me, right here, right now, please.

You had quickly clamped a hand over your mouth, regretting you even let that slip out of you. Your were wide eyed and shocked, you didn't know what to say that would possibly cover you up. Murdoc was twice as shocked than you, was that what he thought it was? Not even thinking, he moved his leg again to double check and a whiny moan vibrated into your hand as your head fell back onto his chest, your eyes squeezed shut out of embarrassment. You wish the drink would of got you vomitting, anything would be better than this situation. He knew now, what had happened to the drink. Now, if you weren't drugged, Murdoc would be taking this opportunity to ravish your body, but as much as the sex god everyone knew he was, he still had somewhat respect, and you having a close bond with him, he wasn't planning on taking advantage of you tonight. But he was going to help you with your little "problem".