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The moon light shines over the shallow waves as they wash over Plastic beach. It almost feels peaceful to an outside observer but deep under this view lies a quiet storm.
2D stared at the ceiling. He doesn’t remember when he started trying to fall asleep. It was this way every sleepless night. Even when he fell asleep he could not find peace as the nightmares popped out of the deep corners of his mind.
He was restless. Rolling from side to side while trying to find a new comfortable sleeping position that maybe would help him drift away to sleep.
His struggle came to a sudden stop. Muffled noise was ringing in his ears, It came from the metal door. 2D hoped deep in his heart that it would only be one of those feisty sewer rats. But soon the noise became clear. Those were footsteps, and they clearly came from wooden heels.
It was him.
A wave of anxiety washed over the young singer.
As he started to hear the door beginning to open, 2D immediately shut his eyes and pretended to be a sleep.
The sound of the metal door hitting the wall send shivers down his spine. Light wooden steps were making their way to him.
“2D..? Are you still awake?” A soft rasp came from the menacing figure above.
Then he felt a gentle tag on his shoulder.
“Please. I need you to be with me. Please. Stu..”
Murdoc started to gingerly shake him.
Still. Something about his touch wasn’t threatening to 2D. It almost felt… desperate.
2D decided to look into that odd little midnight situation and slowly opened his eyes.
“Mhh.. Murdoc? Is everything alright?” His voice was a bit sluggish yet soft.
The bassist sat on the cackling bed. He got even closer to 2D’s face.
“Stu.. I need you..” Murdoc repeated and looked into the younger man deep bleak eyes.
“Need me to what?” 2D raised an eyebrow.
“I need you to tell me that you would never leave. Please. Please 2D, stu. I need you here.”
Oh. 2D thought for himself.
Maybe it’s one of those sad meltdowns Murdoc would have when he got drunk enough for his feelings to resurface.
He usually plays along when those happen. But this felt different, not quite drunk. There was a certain tone 2D couldn’t quite put his finger on.
Then out of it all Murdoc laid down next to 2D’s back and hugged him from behind. His forehead pressing against 2D’s shoulder. It took 2D by a light surprise but he didn’t push him away.
“I don’t know what would I do without you.. everyone. EVERYONE. They always leave me. But you’re different. Right? You always come back and I always find you.”
Murdoc breathes were rapid. He held 2D tight like a starving men who just found a loaf of bread. 2D felt the bassist’s chest rising and falling against his back.
The same man who holds him hostage in this nightmarish prison, who beats and berates him, is now crumbling apart next to him. It was odd yet 2D felt a rush of something unfamiliar going through his mind.
Control.
He didn’t have it in such a long time. And with Murdoc in this fragile state it came rushing back.
2D turned around and looked at the shivering man’s face. He took one of his hands and gently pushed away some of Murdoc’s greasy hair over his forehead. Then He moved carefully and rubbed Murdoc’s cheek with his thumb.
“Of course Murdoc. I’m here. Don’t I ?”
The bassist took a deep breath. Such a simple touch yet he’s crumbling.
And it was satisfying for 2D to watch.
But Murdoc needed more of it. He moved away from 2D’s thumb and planted a soft kiss on the singer’s dry lips. 2D reciprocated and puts his hands on both sides of Murdoc’s face.
Sooner enough Murdoc tries to deepen the kiss with a desperate move. 2D teases him and moves his face a few inches away. Murdoc lets out a quiet whine. The warmth of the singer’s face could drive him into an even deeper madness. He needs all of him.
Finally, after what felt like an agonising hour 2D opens his mouth and deepens the kiss. Murdoc tastes like a cocktail of stale rum, cigarettes and morning breath. It was absolutely disgusting. 2D loved it.
2D despite the late hour and fatigue, moves with a certain level of finesse as he lets Murdoc explore his mouth. Unlike him, Murdoc’s moves with a complete lack of grace. Hunger and desperation around his every move.
As they continued kissing 2D moved Murdoc so he was sitting just above his waist. The bassist tried to clumsily sit down without breaking the kiss, hips shivering from exhilaration. After they break apart for a sudden breath of air 2D could not help but notice the prominent bulge from his bassist’s jeans and the needy look in his eyes.
“Come closer” the singer commanded as he sat up. The bassist obliged, his knees on each side of 2D’s waist. 2D puts his hands over Murdoc’s shoulders and starts to gently kiss his jawline. Murdoc puts his head up to let 2d have better access as he nibbles on his skin and rolls down his turtleneck.
2D licks the length of Murdoc’s neck and leaves a trail of saliva. He then proceeds to carefully bite him just across the base of his neck. Murdoc starts to grind against 2D’s thighs, taking a deep breath through his nose. “Bite harder Stu..” the older man Mummers under his breath.
“Gently, Muds. You could ask me more nicely.” He continues to saviour the feel of his skin.
“Please Stu. Please Bite me harder.”
Then he bites deeper. It would surely leave a mark. A reminder of this oddity of a night.
Murdoc breath hitched as he feels 2D’s erection poking him. He gets closer and starts to grind against it, whimpering in the process. 2D gulps from the sudden sensation and returns the gesture.
They both grind against each other while the younger man continues to plant love bites on his whimpering lover.
Murdoc then moves away and tries clumsily to take off his jumper, now it’s completely dumped with sweat. Meanwhile 2D starts to play with the jeans waistband that sits tightly around Murdoc. He moves his hands around it and slowly caps Murdoc’s arse.
The bassist yelps from the tight cold hands. “I need all of you.” His raspy voice rang in 2D’s ears. “Only when I feel you’re ready.” 2D whispered in his ear. It sent shivers down the bassist spine.
2D then pulled out of his jeans and went to sit on the edge of the bed. He pointed Murdoc to come to the floor. And so he did. Murdoc sat on his knees and looked up at the deep, gloomy eyes of his star.
The singer started fiddling with his joggers. He pulled them down and his silly SpongeBob boxers were at full view. His prominent bulge visible with a tiny dump spot right at Spongebob’s nose.
“Suck.” 2D said with a definitive tone.
Murdoc was way far off to dedicate any mind to the idiotic view or the fact that he has to make eye contact with the bob. He laid down and began to lick the dump spot on the boxers. 2D groaned as Murdoc pulled it off his lanky legs and begin to lick the swollen tip. He swirled his serpent tongue all around his shaft and then pulled it into his mouth with a small whine of pleasure.
”fuck- dear god muds-“ The singer started to pant and whine quietly, he still wanted to be in control of it all. He put his hand over his lover’s head and pulled a handful of his raven hair. The older man quickly built a pace, he took him all in until it almost touched his throat, all out and then jerked him while he fiddled with his balls.
2D started to feel that he comes undone and shoves Murdoc away. He can’t let this end yet. Murdoc lets out a noise of disappointment. “Take off your jeans. Now.” 2D orders. The same wave of disappointment quickly disappears and is replaced with anticipation.
“You did such a great job Muds. Now it’s time for your reward.”
“Satan Please.” He whined.
Murdoc looks at him with anticipation and desperation. He’s dying to feel 2D’s warmth inside of him.
He pulls his jeans and dirty crusty underwear off, Murdoc was left with nothing on. Not even his dignity, which left 20+ years ago. He sat on his knees butt naked.
2D took three of his fingers and hovered them above Murdoc mouth. Murdoc immediately understood the command and started sucking on them eagerly, wrapping his long tongue around them.
“That’s enough.” Murdoc took them out with a little ’pop’ sound
2D gesture to the bed. “C’mere.” Murdoc sat up and laid on his back next to the pillow. His legs completely open and his cock is swollen, begging for attention.
“Put your legs up.” 2D puts his hand on one of Murdoc’s thighs as he moves up, then he slowly starts to push one of his long wet fingers.
”mhm..” Murdoc starts to squirm around, it’s nice to finally start getting filled but he needs more.
2D adds another finger as he expertly moves in and out. “Shit Songbird- I need you. I need all of you.” Murdoc started to beg.
Then 2D slowed down. “What is it Murdoc?” He asked with a curious yet cruel tone.
“Satan don’t stop! Please, Please. Don’t stop.”
2D hummed and returned to his business, he also noticed Murdoc’s neglected dick. He quickly lies down and gives his tip a little nibble. “Hmph..” The bassist begins to shiver at the sensation.
As the pianist adds a third finger and hits just right spot the bassist loses it. He whimper and squirm at the wave of pleasure.
2D quickly pulls out. “You think you can take me Muds?”
“Fuck- Yes. please! I need you!” Murdoc whined.
2D takes one of Murdoc’s legs and puts it up his shoulder. He lines his wet shaft next to Murdoc’s well stretched hole. Then agonisingly slow he starts to push his tip in. Murdoc gasps as he tries to get used to the feeling. Slowly 2D pushes the rest of his length in. Murdoc moaned, absolutely ragged and desperate “Shit- Stuuu you’re so big- satan-“ 2D let out a small grin. He likes to be reminded of that.
“Hahn you fit me so well Muds-“ 2D gasped and continued with his slow thrusts.
The bassist whimpered and kept with the agonising rhythm. But slowly 2D started to pick up the pace.
“Stuuu-“ Murdoc let out a small shameful whimper. “Please, I need you.. I need you-“ he continued to say that over and over again between each thrust.
“I’m here-“ 2D said breathlessly. “I’m here muds-“
A flash of a thought fragrance went through his mind. Why? Why is he trying to comfort this man? This monster? Why those two words slip through his tongue so easily? He had half a mind to try and figure it out at this moment, trying to forget it with another thrust.
Murdoc let out an especially loud moan as felt his star hitting his sweet spot. Tears started to pile in his eyes. “Stuart- Songbird, please. Please tell me you would never leave me.” He whined loudly. It took 2D a bit off guard but he didn’t slip from the rhythm.
“I need you to tell me that you’ll never leave. Stu- don’t leave me. Please.” Tears started to flow down his face, his breathing was rugged and uneven. “Don’t… Don’t be like everyone else. Songbird. I can’t do this anymore-“
“Stay on the island. You’re all I got left- from us, from Gorillaz-“ Murdoc let out a hiccup between each couple of breaths.
“I’m here Murdoc- I’m here” 2D repeated that between each thrust but it didn’t helped to calm Murdoc from his messy state.
He started to jerk Murdoc to try and drive his attention elsewhere and planted a light kiss on his mouth, tears smearing on his cheek.
Murdoc kept with his ‘I need you’ mantra until he came on 2D’s hand with a long loud whine.
The singer pulled out as he felt he reached his peak and came over Murdoc, cum drops smear all over his stomach and torso some even on his face.
2D was out of words. He tried to keep the flow of the night but Murdoc just kept unraveling, it’s started to freak him out. Murdoc was a complete mess, panting loudly. 2D took some tissue from the box on his nightstand and cleaned his hand and some of Murdoc.
The singer knows that even if he said that he’d stay it would be a lie. The first thing he wanted to do when he got to plastic beach is to leave. But he doesn’t know if he can.
He hates Murdoc. Hates him so much. But, he needs him. He doesn’t understand why. His life would be better off without him. So why he covets his touch so much? Why when he’s having fun Murdoc is the one he wants to talk to? he felt so confused and angry. But he wasn’t sure if it was all towards Murdoc.
By this point Murdoc started to half heartedly get up and dressed. He didn’t said a single word yet. 2D hoped he wouldn’t at all.
He put his jeans on and went towards the door, then he looked back at 2D with his broken eyes. His glance was unreadable.
The door was opened and Murdoc was gone as soon as he arrived. Leaving an even bigger storm at the trenches of plastic beach.