TimeOfDay: eh...11 pm-ish

Location: Carpark of Kong Studio, inside the Winnie

Murdoc settled deeper into the worn loveseat, eyes glazed in muted happiness as he stared at the beaten television set. His arm over 2-D's shoulders, watching some random Disney crap they'd rented the night before, Murdoc felt the warm bit of happiness grow. The quiet noise that filled the room was just enough to derail his train of lazy thought, but not enough to distract him from the warmth that he and the lead singer shared.

Stuart was watching with child-like attentiveness, though was snapped back into reality if Murdoc so much as twitched. There was something inside of him that squirmed delightedly at every little movement the bassist produced and it made the boy inwardly chuckle at himself. He watched with a small grin, the character having a joyful childhood flashback. Subconsciously, Stu snuggled closer to Murdoc's side and let his head lay against his shoulder.

Murdoc blinked rapidly at the touch, a smile adorning his face as a tuft of 2-D's hair tickled his nose. His arm tightened over 2-D's shoulder, holding him firm. A second passed before he made up his mind. Burying his face among the bright blue locks, Murdoc deposited a kiss to the top of 2-D's head.

The singer let out a small, breathy giggle; leaning his head back on Murdoc's shoulder and smiling up at him. His heart had lept at the small kiss, not having expected it, and following was a small pink blush. A gap-toothed grin graced his features and 2D happily nuzzled against Murdoc's neck.

Murdoc pulled at 2-D a bit, hoping to coerce him into his lap. "Enjoyin' yerself, D?"

"Yup!" The singer chimed, easily shifting his light weight over to the bassist's lap and turning so his lanky legs were spread off to one side of them. He dared a small peck on Murdoc's lips, adding playfully, "ah mean, dis movie is gweat~!" He motioned towards the TV, glancing over to see if he had any remote idea what was going on and finding he didn't.

A soft dark chuckle escaped Murdoc before he took 2-D's moment of weakness to attack his neck in a searing kiss, nuzzling and sucking until a bright hickey was left in its wake. He sneered at his own handiwork, laughing to himself.

The singer let out a surprised, yet delighted, noise. Regardless of what his brain told it to do, his head hesitated to move back to the bassist; allowing him to finish before doing so. Stuart's previous blush had exploded into a dazzling reddish color and the boy gave Murdoc a more substantial kiss. He wasn't sure what or why, but that seemed to click two little somethings called self-control and common sense off.

Murdoc's lips moved frantically against Stuart's, heat growing in the pit of his stomach as their tongues dueled. Panting, Murdoc pulled away with a wettish sounding smack. "D, luv..." he whispered huskily, dazed...

The singer seemed out of it for a moment, large hands splayed over Murdoc's shoulders to keep him from simply collapsing onto the older man's chest. "Hm..?" He blinked a bit, giving Murdoc a needy look and knitting his brows as though to ask why the kiss had ended.

"Yer in fer it now," he growled nipping hard at his jaw, biting his way up to the thin man's lips once more, capturing them and positively ravishing him. His hands, meanwhile, roamed over 2-D's sides, scratching lightly, playfully, over his ribs to find that certain spot...

Stuart quickly lost himself- hands slipping beneath Murdoc's shirt to caress his back and mouth moving hungrily against the bassist's. Though this hadn't happened many times between them, 2D felt absolutely no hesitation in handing himself over to Murdoc. Deny it as he might, and he doubted he ever would, there simply was no getting over how much he enjoyed these moments. 2D suddenly let out a small, drowned noise into the kiss as a nail dipped into a particular part of his ribs.

"Bed," he groaned, poking 2-D again in that same sensitive spot. He paused a moment to pinch D's hip lightly, prompting him along. "Now."

Stuart shivered and let out a small giggle, pulling out of the man's lap- yet only to bound backward so as to be out of arm's reach. He had a teasing and mischievous grin on his face as he motioned towards Murdoc and himself. "Yeh wont meh, yewr gunna 'ave t' come 'n git meh~!"

Murdoc grumbled loudly, leaning forward in his seat. "Oh, D...yew gonna play games wit me?" He reached out, smirking at the younger man, swiping at the air even though he was well out of reach.

"Maaaybe~" Stu said with a small giggle, taking another step back. "C'mon, Mudsy, yew c'n do i'!" He cheered playfully as the bassist continued to sit.

Despite being shorter than the singer, Murdoc appeared to grow a great deal as he unfurled himself from the couch cushions. He glared scoldingly down on Stupot, the twinkle in his eye letting him know it was all in good fun. "Now, D. It's not nice to tease..."

2D put a hand on his hip and cocked his head slightly, giving Murdoc a look of his own. "Woll ah guess 've been spendin' t'much time wif yew cos ah dun' wanna be nice." He grinned again, sticking his tongue out at Murdoc and stepping back once more to stay out of reach.

"Come 'ere , dullard," he said as he swiped at the teasing bugger.

2D slunk around beside the bassist quickly, managing to pounce on him from behind and wrap his stick-thin arms around Murdoc's middle. He placed a tender kiss on the older's neck before releasing him and trotting back out of reach with a slightly more heated grin.

"Dammit, D," Muds froze under the kiss, pleasure lacing his senses at the sensation.

"Aw, wo's wrong, Mudsy?" The boy asked, a face look of sympathy showing on his face as he tried not to giggle. He was enjoying this, though he didn't plan on holding out much longer. He didn't want to irritate Murdoc and he was rather eager to get things going.

"Yew's bein' a arse, thass wus wrong."

He approached the singer, smirking at the knowledge that 2-D's back was to the mattress and the singer didn't seem to notice.

"Such 'arsh language!" Stuart pretended to be angered by this, hands on his hips and a cute little pout rising on his face. Of course there were obvious hints at a grin and the boy was sure the approaching bassist -whom he made no move to get away from- would notice.

The sight of such a face made heat flash straight to his nether regions. Such actions could do no better to Murdoc's mind. He took two steps closer, each hand flashing out to hold the bed bars fast. Finally, 2-D's back was pressed against the cool metal. Trapped. A cruel grin flashed over his face, long tongue licking his pointed teeth obscenely.

2D glanced over his shoulder, realizing his predicament quickly. "Huh, looky the'e." He mused with a chuckle, noticing how quickly the tables had changed. He thought it best to put thing back the way they'd been, pouncing onto Murdoc and knocking him against the mattress. The singer flashed him a lust-filled, gap-toothed grin before letting his light frame lay flush against Murdoc's and he claimed the bassist's mouth.

Murdoc winced as their teeth clinked together, quickly folding into the routine of the kiss, hips grinding deliciously.

Stu could feel his insides squirm as the wonderful sensation wormed its way through his lithe figure. He was hardly conscious of the fact that he moved to return it, too lost in the deep, needy kiss to really care. His pale fingers delved into Murdoc's raven mop, lost to the world as they worked at his scalp in a rather tender way.

A sensual groan alit the air. Murdoc may have reviled that little sensitivity to the singer some weeks ago, but Murdoc had done his own digging at D's body. His fingers crept down incredibly long legs to the juncture behind Stu's knee, stroking and tickling the sensitive skin there.

2D couldn't stop a coo that was muffled against Murdoc's lips, blushing a bit at himself but not flustered enough to break the breath-taking kiss. His hands took their time trailing down Murdoc's body to his hips, where he slipped his nimble fingers beneath the older man's clothes and felt around for a second. He smiled a bit, drawing back for a breath as he simultaneously applied pressure to the dips of Murdoc's hips.

"Ehhh...fuuk, D..."

The pressure was nothing if not welcome. Murdoc quickly flipped them, sliding down the younger boy's body not unlike a stripper would, looking him dead in the eyes as he did so.

The younger lad gave him a surprisingly heated smile, one you wouldn't expect from 2D. He no longer minded being on the bottom, having known it would happen once things hit a certain point. Though he was a bit unhappy with the loss of his best mate's mouth, he had a feeling it wouldn't be too much longer before he got it back.

Slipping a long fingered grip around the singer's ankle, Murdoc made quick work of the white laces that held 2-D's Chuck Taylor Converse in place. Dragging off both shoes and socks, he pushed gently at his favorite foot (the left, for its tapered toes, some of which Stu could move individually)until it was as flat as the joint could make it without pain. The pose was much like a ballerina might adopt; toes pointed, leg a smooth line to the end. Murdoc ran his cheek along that line, savoring his skin. A peasant to a Goddess. With his idle hand, the bassist ran the opposite way, up the line instead of down, pushing the denim jeans out of the way, up to his knee. His fingers lingered on the previously tortured spot a moment before sweeping down to his foot in one fluid motion.

"Luv, yer divine," he whispered huskily, nuzzling the round knob of D's ankle bone and touching at the hollow just before his heel. A kiss was planted to the supple flesh that was the top of his foot before a wickedly long tongue lavished the underside with one quick lick. Teasing? Murdoc would show him teasing.

Stu shivered and couldn't help a small, pleased noise. He didn't understand how Murdoc always knew just where to hit to make him react -he didn't know himself where those spots were- but that only made it that much better. 2D's toes automatically curled as Murdoc's tongue came into contact with the sensitive skin, eliciting another breathy sound from the lad.

Murdoc bit his lip to stifle another bout of laughter, moving to administer the same treatment to the other foot, constantly keeping a wary eye on the man under him, watching for any discomfort.

2D's reactions didn't differ highly until Murdoc's claw unwittingly traced over a cut he'd gotten earlier. He jumped a bit, blinking down at Murdoc with a chuckle- his expression saying he'd startled himself more then he'd startled the bassist. He shook his head at himself before flopping back into his previous position, his self-teasing grin still in place.

"A'righ', luv?" he inquired gently, looking over the half-healing wound with some interest before working his way back up D's body, plating a hand against the mattress on either side of 2-D's hips, hair mussed and face flushed slightly at their actions.

With pale fingers ruffling through Murdoc's hair, 2D replied, "'m foin, Mudsy." He had a certain excitement lacing his voice that he hoped would encourage Murdoc to move along. Although Stu was all for playing around, he also liked to get down to business.

Murdoc growled lightly, nipping along from 2-D's wrist to his shoulder. His lips met cloth, bringing forth a snarl of irritation. He pushed at the hem of the Free Tibet shirt, freeing Stuart's concave stomach. "Off," he groaned, impatient.

2D let out a small giggle at Murdoc's frustration, easily tugging his shirt off and tossing it to the side. His thin frame show mostly faded marks of abuse, or love, though some shone rather angrily as only been inflicted a short while before. The singer seemed unaffected, giving Murdoc's collar a tug and giving him a feisty kiss.

The heat pooled in his stomach, trying to scratch together enough smarts to kiss as good as he was getting while fumbling to unfasten 2-D's jeans. There was a bit of muffled cursing on Murdoc's behalf, but he was soon worming his hands along 2-D's newly exposed hips.

2D, too caught up in the kiss to stop himself, shivered and moved his hips up against Murdoc's gruff hands. The friction between smooth and rough produced a small coo that found itself tossed carelessly into Murdoc's mouth. Stuart only broke away from the kiss to catch his breath and relieve Murdoc of his shirt; quickly pulling him back down after.

"Stu," Murdoc murmured, most of the noise becoming swallowed by the kiss. His hands dipped lower, frantic with lust now.

Stuart could feel his hands going steadily lower and tried to kiss with all the more heated passion. His boney fingers moved along Murdoc's back, stopping to investigate each little dip and protrusion with dull nails and shaky movements. He could feel the desire flaring up inside of him with every touch and noted vaguely that it felt a hell of a lot different than with any bird or girlfriend he'd had in the past.

"D...Stu, listen..." Murdoc pulled away from the kiss slowly, eyes hazed over with passion. He bit his lip, hoping the other's feelings weren't hurt.

The singer's lips hung open slightly, vast, soulless eyes blinking slowly up at him. "W-wot?" His voice slurred and he had to reach up and wipe away a thin trail of saliva that'd started at the corner of his mouth- though which it belonged to, he wasn't sure.

A moment passed as Murdoc both fought to catch his breath and tried to remember what it was he was going to say. "I luv yew, Stu," he whispered, nuzzling at his jaw, licking at the hickey he'd left earlier and feeling a pang of guilt for every bruise he saw.

The lustful haze that'd settled over the younger lad's mind subtly cleared away as the words began to register. His dark eyes flickered down to the shaggy, dark hair that loomed over his fragile neck and he forced himself to swallow. "Y-yeh wot..?" 2D asked, almost disbelievingly.

"Wha'? I do, D. I know I neavah said it much befor'...bu' I do." He backed up enough to look 2-D in the eyes. "Yew okay wif dat, righ'?"

2D's eyes widened a bit, and, though his lips were moving, no sound left them. He wanted to say something, yet his vocals were far too shocked to work with him and create something. His hands remained still on Murdoc's back and his gaze set on his eyes, though it was nearly un-readable how he felt. He wasn't even sure.. hearing that may have induced a minor heart attack that he was simply delayed feeling. "U-uhm.." He finally managed to utter.

"Stupot? Stuart?" Murdoc's brow furrowed, pulling away, afraid he'd done the worst for their relationship. He sat up, heart hammering in his bare chest.

The boy shook himself out of it, following Murdoc into a sitting position and letting out a weak smile. "S-sowwy, jus', er.. supwised." He said softly, pulling closer to Murdoc and adding quietly, "yew should awready know ah love yew too, Mudsy."

Murdoc ducked his head bashfully, color flushing his face. "Yeh, D, I do." He glanced up into his eyes quickly, suddenly shy. "Mehbe yew could prove it to me?" he said with a smirk.

Stuart nuzzled against Murdoc's cheek, drawing back and flashing a gap-toothed smile. "Ah coul' twy, at leas'." The boy chimed quietly, moving his chin up and pressing his already parted lips to Murdoc's. Though it still contained his heated passion, his movements seemed a bit more loving and a bit less lust-driven.

Murdoc kissed back slowly, hands threading their way through 2-D's blue locks delicately. "I luv yew, D."

Stu reply was muffled by his mate's lips as he said, "ah love yeh mo'e den yew know, Mudsy~" He pressed his thin front to Murdoc's and tipped his head to deepen the kiss, enjoying the sensation of the older's claws on his scalp. His own pianist fingers played along Murdoc's exposed back; halting as they reached the edge of his jeans and giving them a questioning tug.

"HmmMmmm..." Murdoc mumbled into 2-D's mouth, lifting and rolling his hips, offering the front of his jeans to 2-D's eager hands.

2D's hands followed the rather familiar path down Murdoc's fronts, taking the button between his thin fingers and popping it open. He pulled down the zipper and smirked a bit into the kiss as he pulled the denim over Murdoc's hips and exposing the top of his olive thighs. Stuart took a moment to trace a finger over the surprisingly smooth surface.

A hiss escaped his lips as Murdoc tore away from 2-D's lips. Biting the inside of his cheek, Murdoc gave D's shoulder a gentle nudge. "Lie down, luv," he murmured sweetly, enraptured by 2-D's presence.

2D grinned teasingly, laying back on his elbows and giving Murdoc an expectant look. He was rather amused by the older's reaction and decided on trying his thighs again later; anything to try and get even for all the teasing Murdoc had done to him times previous.

A hard bite was administered to 2D's collar bone as Murdoc wriggled his way out of his pants. Licking and nipping his way down, the bassist grinned up at his lover upon reaching his hips, pressing down just as 2D had to him. "Ready, luv?"

Stu squirmed a bit under the pressure but nodded and gave him a rather lust-high smile. He found himself momentarily entranced by Murdoc's eyes- the foggy set of ruby and onyx seemed to peer straight into him and he squirmed delightedly at the feeling.

There was a moment of hesitation as Murdoc caught his breath. Then, all at once, he slipped D into his mouth, creating a friction and warmth he'd probably never experienced before. Unless Paula... His heart skipped a beat and he redoubled his efforts, determined.

The singer let out a melodic hum, his hands fleeting to Murdoc's dark hair in a near automatic fashion. Unbenounced to Murdoc, Paula had done something similar once, but Stuart had despised it as she'd- he was quick to push the details from his mind as Murdoc seemed to start up twice as passionate as before, drawing another noise from the younger lad.

A brief thought flickered through Murdoc's mind to bring a recording mic to the Winnie next time. Such delicate sounds could earn them millions...though most likely Murdoc would have kept the tape all to himself. He suckled softly, swallowing hard around D's flesh and groaning. Murdoc used both hands to slide over Stu's chest and stomach. The touch was warm, electric...

Stuart's breathing was short and quick and his beautiful pale face flushed red. He had the subtle feeling of the bones in his legs turning to jelly and he was sure, had he been standing, he wouldn't have been able to stay on his feet. Dark eyes cracked open enough to give Murdoc a lust-clouded yet grateful and loving gaze.

Murdoc unfortunately had to break the incredible feeling for his lover, enough to lift his head and sigh, panting softly. His one hand tangled in the blue mess of hair as he smashed their mouths together, hungry for more.

Stuart eagerly returned the kiss, pulling Murdoc up a bit more so the bassist covered his thin, nude body. Despite the burning pleasure that coursed its way throughout him, 2D was rather chilled by the cool Winnie air. Murdoc's taste was tainted with his own and he couldn't help but think that they were perfect together.

Murdoc shivered lightly at the raw contact, leaving tiny pinpricks of pleasure down his spine. "D, luv...?" he whispered around the harsh, fast movements of their lips.

His eyes drifted open half way to give Murdoc a questioning gaze. He drew back enough to free the older's lips from his own kiss-swollen ones so he could say whatever it was he needed to.

"I d-..." Murdoc caught a glimpse of silver from the corner of his eye. He snapped his attention to the window beside them, wary.

Stu gave him a confused look, turning his head to stare out the window as well. He was dazed and felt high as a kite, so he had to really focus to see the seemingly far off window. "Wot is i', Mudsy?"

"Nofin', D. Don' worry 'bout it; I alre'dy forgot whut I was gonna say, luv." He rolled his hips, desperate to get 2D's mind off their current topic. Murdoc's length pressed against the younger boy's, causing the perfect friction.

2D was caught off guard by the sudden attention to his nether regions, unable to stifle a breathy, singing moan. He blushed at himself and tried to hold down another as he gave Murdoc's shoulders a tug down and reclaimed his best mate's mouth.

Murdoc put his all into the kiss, trying to distract him from the hand lifting his thigh, the preparation being done. He smirked happily, hoping to have succeeded so far.

2D, though unaware of what Murdoc was doing, cooperated with lifting his thin legs. His arms were wrapped snugly around Murdoc's neck, keeping the kiss firm and deep- giving him a gloriously light-headed feeling.

"Ahh, Stu, yer luvly..."

He nuzzled against his face gently, an eskimo kiss of sorts, though it would have been much easier had his nose been of normal features. He nibbled and bit at those thin lips. "Did yew know tha'?"

The younger boy smiled a bit, blushing in a sweeter way over his already flushed features. "Fanks, Mudsy~" 2D said in a soft voice through his almost forgotten panting. "'n yewr fockin' amazin', mate," he breathed against Murdoc's ear as he nuzzled against his cheek.

Murdoc gasped softly at the quiet curse. 2D suddenly going from silly and shy to heated and bad-boy made Murdoc impatient. He could wait no longer. Having drawn up his left thigh, Murdoc gave him a final sweet kiss. "Ready, luv? This may 'urt at firs', but try tah relax, eh?" His hip rolled again, showing 2D's clouded mind what he meant.

The boy gave Murdoc's earlobe an affirmative nip between gums and teeth, whispering, "yeh, ah twust yew." He'd been through plenty of pain in his life, especially involving Murdoc, so he was sure this wasn't going to be anything to sweat over- or so he reassured himself as a bit of a sweat gathered beneath his bangs.

It was sudden. Tight heat and pleasure and pain all at once. Murdoc couldn't help but groan at the sensation. His eyes closed tight, he thrust inside his lover as softly as possible without throwing himself over the edge of pleasure. The moment he had the sense to open mismatched eyes, he gazed down upon 2D's face lovingly, seeing...

Stuart's expression was pinched in a look of forced calm as he tried not to move. He blinked his dark eyes open once he felt Murdoc's gaze on him, trembling hands moving through the shorter bits of hair on the back of Murdoc's neck to show that he was, overall, doing okay. It hurt, of course, -feeling as though he was being torn in two, especially considering his slim build- but it was something he could endure for Murdoc.

The peace in 2D's face was too artificial. Murdoc held himself in place, waiting for 2D to adjust to the intrusion, knowing that he must find that certain place inside him that would white out everything else. "Easy, Stuart," he murmured, using his free hand to stroke 2D's hair, kissing his brow and accidentally tasting the salty sweat that lied there. He focused on 2D, never looking up as he caught a second glimpse of that silver whatever. Probably nothing anyways; fluorescent lighting on a bit of broken glass in the carpark, probably.

"Y-yeh.." Stuart bit his lip as it came out more of a whimper then a word, swallowing hard. He gently pulled Murdoc down and placed a small, shaky kiss on his lips. He hoped to distract himself -and Murdoc- from the tearing pains until he could adjust. Admittedly, it wasn't as bad after a moment, but the thought of movement made it flare up once more.

"Shhhhh..." Murdoc placed a series of quick, light kisses over 2D's face. "Need to get yer mind off it, luv." He flicked his tongue over the pained man's lips, holding firm to that tiny strand of sanity he had left that told him not to move. And, Christ, it was hard to. 2D's body unknowingly pulsed around Murdoc's length, torn between drawing him deeper and pushing him out. "Try somethin' that'll occupy yeh." Murdoc nuzzled against his neck. "Sing fer me, Stu, eh?"

The singer returned the nuzzle, nodding slightly against Murdoc. "D-dweams a'en' bad, ah t-tu'ned back.. ah love the-" he muffled teh word, not wanting to say 'girl' but not wanting to offset the song, either. "But God o-only knows i's gettin' 'a-ard t'see the sun comin' frough.. ah love yew, b-but wot a'e we goin' t' do..?" His words trembled but held a certain sort of strength that the lad used to try and encourage Murdoc to just get it over with. It couldn't be half as bad once things got going.. he hoped.

Murdoc moved a bit inside him as he sang, hoping it was enough cover to distract 2D. "'S a'righ', D." He brushed a tuft of navy hair from the boy's face, straining to be as careful as possible.

He felt it clearly, but made no obvious reaction. He pulled closer to Murdoc, placing a tender kiss against the base of his neck. He didn't want his vocals to betray him and let the song trail off into the near-silence of the Winnie; marred only by their heavy breathing and a strange click from near the window.

"I'mma move, a'right?" Murdoc cradled 2D's head to the juncture of his shoulder and neck, holding him tight. The pressure was almost unbearable. He'd remained still for as long as his patience could muster. Now, he had to find that spot for D, to make all the pain vanish in a fit of pleasure.

"C-cou'se." He returned simply, as though Murdoc had the choice all along. The lad was completely at his mercy and would of done anything so long as it pleased his mate. He'd been like that since the moment he met Murdoc- the moment he fell in love. Anything and everything for him..

His toes curled in anticipation, eyes closed tightly and arms still wrapped around Murdoc as he buried his face in the crook of the older's neck.

Murdoc wished he could have made the pain evaporate. He'd caused enough for 2D, now it happened every time they made love. He thrust in a quickly as he could, hoping to strike his goal in one blow, but judging by the look on 2D's face, he'd missed, though not by much. Sweat beaded at his brow as he tried to concentrate on the pace he was trying to create between them, but it was difficult under the current feeling of guilt making a hole in the pit of his stomach. He didn't even attempt to mask his emotions, hoping that by putting them on display, 2D would be able to forgive him for the pain. Sometimes, Murdoc wished 2D was a woman, just so they'd be compatible in moments like this. Then again, he found it to be the most atrocious idea in the world. Changing 2D? Not possible.

2D, forcing his eyes open so he could meet Murdoc's gaze, could see all the raw emotion on his face. He swallowed hard, managing to lean up and place an insubstantial kiss on his lips. "S-s'okay.." He whispered against his lips, though the slight glitter of tears gave him away. Granted the pain was nearly unbearable, but he meant it. He hated seeing Murdoc so unprotected and vulnerable because of guilt, in turn making him feel bad for doing this. He shuddered with each thrust but didn't deny the next, instead reaching up and shakily brushing his hand through Murdoc's hair.

"I'm gettin' there, luv," Murdoc groaned, relishing in the feel of 2D's hand in his hair, but torn at the sight of his tears. Setting him down (but following as to keep 2D's hand in place), Muds thumbed away the glistening water with patient hands. "Soon," Murdoc began, hopelessness creeping into his voice. The strange click was lost among their panting.

The singer made a small noise of acknowledgement, giving Murdoc a weak smile. He wanted to comfort Murdoc above all else, seeing his turmoil. "S'foin, love.." 2D was aware of how hard Murdoc was trying and it warmed his heart- though the warmth was nearly lost as he came to the sinking realization that he couldn't show how much it meant to him quite yet.

Murdoc knew he hit it when the singer's body clenched around him. Murdoc let loose a string of curses and half-arsed vows to god, relief washing over him now that he was sure the worst was over.

2D released his own tightly held breath in the form of a breathy moan, the transition from pure pain to pleasure sending amazing waves of warmth throughout his thin limbs. There was still pain, but he was oblivious to it as he focused solely on Murdoc and the pleasure he created.

2D released his own tightly held breath in the form of a breathy moan, the transition from pure pain to pleasure sending amazing waves of warmth throughout his thin limbs. There was still pain, but he was oblivious to it as he focused solely on Murdoc and the pleasure he created.

Murdoc reveled in the sounds his lover created, thrusting numbly and finally letting go of that strand of sanity. He lost himself in the sensations he was experiencing, careful to avoid any bruised skin as he grasped at 2D's hip with one hand, the other planted firmly in the mattress just under 2D's shoulder to keep himself aloft. Though drunk on lust and love, he kept a careful ear out for any demands or protests.

Once Stuart was able to catch his breath enough to break into a steady pant, moans and coos mixed lovingly in, he tried to meet Murdoc's movements with his own. The pain was almost completely dissipated by this time, so he simply lost himself in the pleasure. "F-fock.. ah love yeh, Muds.." He breathed against his lover's collarbone, placing a few heated kisses on it.

"Yew...too...Mgghhh! Stu!" Murdoc gasped, clutching the frail boy closer, lost to the motion between the two of them. "Fuuk, Stu...more..."

2D's pants were now veiled with small vocalizations of the passion he felt between them; thin arms wound tighter around Murdoc's lower back and dull nails digging slightly half-moons into him. He was trembling with all the wonderful feelings, kissing up Murdoc's neck and capturing his lips with a subtle show of pure love.

"I'm...fuuk, Stu...I'm close..." he muttered around the kiss, preparing 2D for what was sure to be an endorphin-high inducing end. He dove deep into the kiss, nipping at the very tip of his tongue, running a hand down to the favored foot to press into the arch and play with curling toes. He couldn't resist the noises 2D made, rewarding him with sensitive touches and a searing kiss.

2D nodded in feverish agreeance, feeling the same sex-high rush. He was nearly singing against Murdoc's mouth with each thrust- far past self-control or flat out caring. The fact that Murdoc seemed to be doing everything, touching every sensitive area of him all at once, nearly pushed him over the edge and that gruff, gravely voice finally did it for him.

Their cries mingled as it all came crashing down upon their frantically trembling frames; the perfect cover for a dozen or so clicks of a button. Murdoc's arms threatened to buckle under him, but he never collapsed, lest he fall directly onto a gasping 2D, who lied in the very midst of the mattress with the sheets rumpled around him, naked and innocent, like baby Jesus himself. Murdoc smiled at the irony of it all, tucking damp (*and surprisingly long) locks behind his ear. "'Ow...wus it...luv? he panted, thoroughly worn out.

He let out a breathy giggle, arms using what little tension he had left to pull Murdoc down beside him and nuzzle close. "W-wonde'ful~" He chimed through his quick pants, placing a final kiss on Murdoc's salty lips -he was just as sweaty as the singer, no doubt- and ruffling his dark hair. It was more than worth the pain.

"Thas' good then," he chuckled, licking his lips clean of 2D's taste and nuzzling into his neck. "I try. Fer yew at leas'." His voice began fading with exhaustion, arms grasping Stu round the chest to hold him close. "Try to...keep away the pain...fer yew..." He chuckled softly, blinking slowly. "Cuse I love yew."

A soft, loving smile crossed Stu's face as he cuddled against Murdoc's raven hair. "Muds.. ah love yeh too, mate.." He was close to speechless, especially considering how spent he was feeling both physically and mentally. He nosed Murdoc's bangs out of the way and placed a tender kiss on his forehead.

A sigh escaped his lips before he was dragged off to sleep...

Noodle let out a positively diabolical giggle, pulling her camera from the window of the Winnebago with a plot for some serious relaxation. Having 3 older brothers: awesome! Having two of those brothers fall in love and offer up some intense blackmail information: priceless!