Guilty Pleasure || Murdoc x Reader (COMPLETED)

✶ Date Night ✶ Chapter 6

You wake up to your alarm going off the hook.

"Shit!" You groan.

You look at your phone.

A lot of Snapchat notifications...

The time reads '5:00 pm'.

Damn... you slept for a while. I mean, you are jet lagged and all...

You carefully set your phone back down on your nightstand, throwing the covers off of you.

Murdoc's coming to pick you up in two hours, so you need to get ready.

Two hours later, you're wearing a lose black dress, able knee length.

Just as you're applying your lip gloss, you hear a soft knock at the door.

"Coming!" You chimed, running as you're putting your flats on.

You opened the door to see Murdoc holding a bouquet of red roses.

"Hello, my dear." He says in a deep tone.

You smile. "Hello, daddy." You throw back.

His eyes widen, tongue slowly slipping out...

"I-I guess you saw the contact name..." he said, blushing.

"Uhm... Murdoc Niccals stuttering??" You say.

He looks down, blushing even more.

"Now, don't make fun of me, love. I will get you back." He smirks.

"Mhm." You cross your arms.

He looks you up and down. "Hot damn." He says, licking his lips.

"Gross." You say, turning back inside to get your purse.

"No, really, I mean it. You're beautiful." He says.

You look down. "You really think so?" You ask.

Murdoc steps closer to you, pulling your chin up.

"I know so."

...

After dinner at some fancy ass restaurant, Murdoc takes you back to his black sedan.

"Where are we going now, Murdz?" You ask, nearly tripping over the curb.

Murdoc catches you.

"Woah! Easy there! I don't want you dying on our first date." He says.

"First date? You mean, there'll be more?" You ask, nervously playing with your fingers.

"Of course." Says Murdoc.

You smile, hugging him. "You're so great." You whisper.

"Eh, say it again." He says in a seductive tone.

You let go of him.

"You're so great, Murdoc Niccals." You say, a big smirk spread out across your face.

He grabs you, gently pushing you up against his car.

He then slaps your ass.

"Damn right I am." He says, spitting out his cigarette and squishing it with his black dress shoe.

"Mmm... you don't seem to mean those words, eh?" He says, tracing his finger along the lines of your thigh.

You smirk again.

"You're so fucking great Murdoc Niccals." You say again, more enthusiasm.

Murdoc spanks you again. "Call me by my other name." He whispers into your ear.

"You're so fucking... great... daddy." You say.

He grins and thrusts himself into you, keeping you up against the car in a bit of a bent over position.

You can feel him getting hard.

His hand on your thighs, nails digging into you...

You begin to quietly moan.

"You're a weak one, eh?" He says.

You shake your head. "Fuck no. I can handle more." You say confidently.

You're very tipsy right now.

He laughs, moving your hair to one side, revealing your right ear.

"Show me... how much you can handle." He growls in your ear.

And with that, Murdoc gets off of you, allowing you into his car.