Heyyyy my nameâs Ryder but I also fw Ry, RyRy or Ryebread. 20 years, 11/15/05. I am happily a satanist, and I like to draw! I write about Gorillaz here sometimes, and Murdoc is my fav, but I also love 2D. Feel free to hmu if you want to, but Iâll respond faster on discord or instagram, I keep my notifs here limited to mutuals.
đ 18+ for smut content please,
be mature. I am not your mother đ
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GORILLAZ âźď¸
(If you ship 2Doc stay away from me I will block if I find out)
(I was stoned when i finished this so forgive me if its shit)
Imagine being 2Dâs first real partner (Fuck Paula) and touring with him.
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Everybody knows tour buses are tiny. So being smushed close against your boyfriend in his tiny bed was expected. You were basically curled up into yourself as 2D spooned you from behind, long arms flopped across you. The sounds of rain and rolling tires in the background of the night.
You awoke late one night at the sound of 2D panting in your ear, one of his hands gripping your wrist. Something fluttered in your lower stomach as you realized how he was rolling his hips against your ass.
â2DâŚâ you whispered and nudged him with your elbow.
âMmm fuck⌠sorry luv⌠yer just so warmâŚâ he said.
You shushed him: âHey, donât fucking wake everybody.â Rolling over, you met his lips in a kiss. Making out, his hips still slightly rolling against yours as his tongue explored your mouth. His hand slipped past your waistband, running his finger along your slit, moaning into your mouth as he felt how wet you were.
âPlease luv, need you~â he whispered. Then started to rub your clit slowly, until your hips started to roll against his hand. His hard cock in his shorts pressing against your thigh.
2D wasted no time when you kissed him again and gave him the yes he needed. Pulling your shorts and underwear down before his own. He gave himself a few strokes before running the tip along your slit, pulling a gasp from you as he slowly pushed himself inside you. He bit your shoulder a bit to stifle a groan.
You tugged his hair a bit âShhhhh quiet or we are gonna wake the guys upâ.
2D nodded, before his lips pressed back against yours. Hips rolling against each other as he held you close, rutting into you quick and deep. You clenched around him each time his hair at the base of hit your clit just right.
You nipped at his neck as you came, leaving hickeys. He only moved faster as he fucked you through your orgasm, drawing out his own.
2D then flopped his head down on the pillows âFuck⌠amazinâ Luvâ. He whispered.
You rested your head against his chest, his cock softening, still stuffed inside you. âMmm~ love you Stuâ you whispered.
âLove you too~â 2D hummed before falling asleep, pulling you to sleep with him.
I have a question, what do you think mudz would do if we put him on a sex ban because he pissed us off? Do you think he would last until the day the ban is lifted or would he try to coax us into giving in?
Oooo
18/NSFW Mentions ahead.
- Ooo Murdoc loves sex so if he really pissed you off and you wouldnât let him get anything? He would get pissy. More at himself then anything, heâs not good with apologizes though so he will just hope soon enough you will change your mind
- Murdoc would try and be all sweet to make you change your mind, like soft kisses and touches. But when you donât respond he struggles. He always tries being sweet n cute to get what he wants though, you know this after dating him long enough.
- Murdoc tries jacking off a few times but its not the sameeeee. He needs youuuuu
- sometimes in bed (if ur still willing to share a bed) he will try and pull shit like pressing his clothed hard on against your ass until you kick him in the thigh or worse his balls and tell him to stop.
- when you finally lift the ban he is overjoyed. He will fuck you real good. But he wonât last as long if itâs been days snd he really needs that release ;) take that chance to overstimulate him, till he becomes totally weak and practically whimpering for you.
Heyy! How do you think Murdoc would react to his partner saying the safeword?
Oh LordâŚ
NSFW 18+
- Murdoc would internally panic, he would immediately stop. The last thing he would want is to push you over the edge in a bad way.
- if you wanted to stop completely he would. A little annoyed but he would stop
- If you wanted him to just cuddle you instead, he would, or just roll over away from you instead.
- âBloody⌠luv Did i hurt you~?â
- If you didnât want to entirely stop, he would definitely calm down. I know he doesnât look the type but he could still fuck you slow and passionately instead.
- whatever he did that had you saying the save word he would 100% watch out for now. He understands you have limits!
You were chilling in his room/Winnebago, just wearing some of his old clothes. Cigarette burns on the shirt and sweats, probably just scrolling on your laptop.
Murdoc stumbles in late at night, and he immediately pulls you close. The gray stubble on his chin tickles your neck. âBloody, luv you smell so good⌠m-missed yaâŚâ he said, groaning as you straddled him. He grabs you by the back of your neck with one hand, pulling you into a feverish kiss. His other hand is holding your hip, pressing you harder against his crotch. He groans into your mouth, tongue tangling with yours âBeen thinkinâ about your pretty face all fucking dayâ. Heâs breathing heavily now as your hips grind against his, his clothed cock twitching as his tongue explores your mouth. The hand on your neck now slips under your his shirt, his rough hands from bass playing sending shivers down your spine, thumb running across your nipple. He's only pressing you down harder against him, until his muscles tighten and he stills with a deep groan, biting into your shoulder, a wet spot seeping into his boxers and jeans.
âMud did you-â you tried to speak but he cut you off.
âShut the hell upâŚâ he grumbled, looking at that stupid smirk across your face.
Murdoc knows he's old and canât get it back up as easily as he could before, so instead he easily flips you over, ripping off your bottoms to give you the best fucking head of your life.
Hello! I'm sorry if you already stated somewhere but just to make sure, are requests open? I want to send in a fluff ask for Murdoc. (I have the biggest crush on this man and I thought I was weird for it but his voice does things to me. I'm so glad I found your blog)
Heyyyy yeah im always taking requests!
I just havenât written in a while mostly because of work, mixed with laziness and no motivation
Murdoc my lovely old man boyfriend <333 canât believe hes gonna be 60 this year
Itâs been a long night. Murdoc convinced you to come to an after-party at a bar. The sun had set a long time ago, and you were at least 4 drinks in. Murdoc was on the other end of the bar counter, watching you talk with strangers. He didnât say or do much until he caught you stumbling. âEyâ luv, câmere would ya?â He shouted, eyes following you as you stumbled over to him.
âW-whats up?â You said, leaning a bit on the counter.
He looked you up and down, a tsk escaping his lips. âYouâre sweating like a hog, and almost shaking. How much did you have? You look queasyâ He spoke. Now Murdoc was drunk too, but he could tell you werenât alright.
âI feel queasyâ you coughed.
Murdoc grumbled, getting a glass of water from the bartender and handing it to you. âDrink this, then yer goinâ home luvâ.
You sat down, sipping the water. âT-the roomâs spinning, I donât trust myself to make it home aloneâŚâ You slurred.
Murdoc sighed âGuess thatâs alright, Iâm bored of this shithole anywaysâ. He nodded, waving down a bartender to call a taxi to take you both back to Kong Studios.
In the taxi, you stared out the window, trying not to barf. You managed to make it into the driveway, stumbling to the outdoor trash bucket, throwing up into it. Murdoc pulled your hair back as you let everything out.
âAlright, luv. Let's go, ya ain't doing anybody any favors spewing out here.â He grabbed your wrist surprisingly softly. Leading you into the Studio and into your room. âLay downâ he let go of your wrist, pointing to your bed. You obliged. âGive me a secâ he said, leaving the room and returning with Gatorade, water, and painkillers. âYouâre gonna drink these, and take those meds in the morning. Understand?â
You looked at him, still slightly dazed from the alcohol. âWhatâs got you like thisâŚ?â
âMe?â He replied âLike what?â
âTakin⌠taking care of me⌠beinâ so-softâŚâ You slurred, eyes drooping.
âFirst, donât ever call me softâ he huffed. âSecond, satan forbid, I want to make sure a pretty bird like you gets home safe. Youâre part of this circus arenât ya? Now good nightâ.
Murdoc moved to leave your bedroom. Stopping as you grabbed his sleeve. âMurdoc⌠stay?â You asked, tired and not wanting to sleep alone.
He looked you up and down âBloodyâ he paused. âFine luv, but donât expect a bloody prince. Iâm only makinâ sure you donât die in your sleep or somethingâ. He grumbled, secretly happy you wanted him there.
Murdoc got under the covers, facing away from you. âGood night,â he said, clicking off the light.
âGood nightâ you yawned, tossing an arm around his shoulders.
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Blurry vision, stumbling down porch steps, your partner swinging at you. Thatâs pretty much the last thing you remembered. Now with a black eye and dizziness clouding your head, you stumbled over to a nearby bench. Sitting down, not knowing what to really do. You pulled your phone out of your pocketâa crack in the top right corner from landing on it while being shoved out the door. You called the only person you figured would be up this late⌠Murdoc Niccals. He wasnât really your âfriendâ per se, but you knew each other decently well. He would frequent the music store you worked at, and you hooked up a few times. You told him about your partner a few times. How they got violent sometimes. Murdoc offered space with him if things went south. Now was the time to take him up on it⌠Hands trembling slightly, you called him.
Murdoc picked up on the last ring âEy luv, it's lateâ.
Your voice wavered, as you tried not to cry as you spoke. âI-I know⌠but I need help⌠I got ki-kicked outâŚâ
He picked up on your tone easily âDear satan, are you hurt?â
âI got a little roughed up. I just need a place to sleep tonight. Didnât know who else would be up this lateâŚâ You replied, gripping the phone tightly.
âBloody⌠Iâll getcha alright? And if that fucking twit you call a partner hurt youâ murdoc sighed âI will kill them myself. Youâre such a sweet bird, shoulda left them when I said so before.â
You sniffled, the cold metal of the bench leaving goosebumps across your skin. âI⌠yeah you were right Murdoc⌠youâre always rightâŚâ
âDamn right I am. Be there in 10â he said, hanging up the phone.
You sat on that bench, curled into yourself, waiting for murdoc as it started to rain. It didnât take long for him to pull up, the bass in his car so strong it nearly shook the thing. He rolled down the window âGet in luv. Let's goâ.
You got up, wiping your face on your sleeve before getting in. Neither of you said much in the car, he just let you cry. Murdoc doesnât know much about comforting people, but he wasnât gonna let you sleep outside after being roughed up.
As he pulled into the park, Murdoc turned to you. âYa can stay with me on one condition aight?â
You nodded.
âYouâre dumping that bloody twit alright? Donât like seeinâ such a pretty bird like you hurtinâ ya understand?â
Murdoc led you inside as you nodded again. His place was messy, littered with empty bottles of booze and guitar picks. He picked up a shirt off a chair, giving it a sniff before handing it to you. âIt's clean, and dry, change. Iâll getcha ice for that eye before it swells shutâ.
You took the shirt, changing after he walked out of sight, then sat on the edge of his bed. When Murdoc came back he handed you a bag of ice, letting you take it and hold it against your eye. He got into bed. âCmon luv⌠I wonât bite ya. Unless ya ask~â he motioned for you to come closer, trying to lighten the mood. You got under the covers with him, head resting against his shoulder. Murdoc stiffened. He's never had someone lean on him like that before.
âThank youâ escaped your lips in a whisper.
âDonât worry about it luv. Just, try and get some rest yeah? We will handle the rest of this shit tomorrow yeah?â He responded.
You nodded against his shoulder, snaking an arm around him. Seeking some of Murdocâs warmth. He placed a hand on top of yours, clicking off the light to let you two get some sleep.
Um hi. I'm going to try and make this quick as possible but I was wondering if you could give me some tips on how to write a cheater like Murdoc?. I really want to write fanfics about my Oc's and Murdoc together but since I have only been in this fandom for like 2 years I don't feel qualified enough to write for a charter like Murdoc. so you as an older and more experienced writer could you please share some of your wisdom on to a low life like me? (Please and thank you)
Hi Anon! Muds is my favorite chew toy, I love talking about him haha
I'm assuming you mean a cheater as in adultery? (He's also a bit of a cheater in every other respect, too). I'm going off that assumption, so if I'm wrong, sorry in advance! I may be misreading, so my answer is mostly about writing him as a character in general.
How to write his character would really depend a lot on your OCâwhat kind of person they are, their attitude toward cheating, their age and how experienced they are with other relationships, their trust levels, etc. That would greatly affect how they interact and react to Murdoc and his non-committal tendencies. It would also matter how it happens in the story.
But for just writing Murdoc specifically, I've been writing him for uhhhhh about 15 years (good lord) so I can give a few tips on how I get "in his head". Granted this might be more info than you need, but I think it's important to know WHY he might do anything (including cheat). Because motivation is everything. You need to know why a character does something to know how to write them in a believable way.
I'm keeping it as PG as possible, since I'm not sure of your age. I added a read more because I yapped a lot, so here's my thoughts âŹď¸
Murdoc is a very layered and complex character. He's extremely morally grey, and is certainly not a saint, but he's also not evil. He CAN be benevolent, when it suits him. These are my interpretations of his character that I use to direct the way I write him, which could be used for any general writing reasons:
First of all, he's a compulsive liar, and extremely unreliable. Sometimes he lies to get out of unpleasant situations, sometimes he lies because it's fun, and sometimes he has to lie to himself to "protect" himself (whether from unwanted feelings or memories, or just because he can't face facts that he's done something to hurt himself or others, or wriggle out of personal responsibility). There's always some truth to the lies he tells, and unless you knew him well you might not know when or if he's lying at all. That would make many characters who know him not trust him at all. Some more naive characters might not be able to tell that he's lying in the first place until he's proven to be false. He lies to himself as much as he does to others.
He's also emotionally unstable. He can flit between being aloof one minute, then jealous the next. Sometimes he wants to be left alone, and sometimes he is terrified to be alone. And those changes can happen minute to minute. His emotions might not even make sense to him, and he might lash out to avoid seeming "weak". That being said, he's fully capable of being pleasant and affable. He likes to joke around, and he likes being liked. He's a fun person to be around if you don't have to count on him. But his instability and unpredictability can be off-putting and might make others frustrated with or even afraid of him.
He also loves (needs) to overindulge. He thinks and feels too much, even if he says he doesn't. He needs constant distractions, whether that's to ignore his own feelings, or to keep from delving too much into his own thoughts. He needs to lie to himself. He's an alcoholic, and an "ex-speed-freak" as Cass put it, and tends to "get around" (or at least he says he does).
And he's obsessed with his own image. He wants (needs) to be famous and loved, even if he says he doesn't, and will do almost anything to maintain that. He doesn't really have anything to prove anymore, but he can't take being seen as less than what he wants to be seen as. He both loves and hates himself, as Russel put it. He wants to be liked, and might like flirting for this reasonâit's an ego boost.
He's also a bit of a car salesman. He puts on a show, and he knows how to manipulate people. He's very intelligent and keenly observant. He can sell water to a fish (at least most of the time) and might behave in whatever way he feels will have the best outcome for him. Though if he truly doesn't care enough or is inebriated, he might do whatever is the most fun for him, instead. But, his own show can get in his way, and might not see if he's pushing his act too far to be believed.
The great thing about writing Murdoc is that he's malleable. You can write him lots of different ways and make him fit, especially depending on what age he is in your story.
Is he in his early 30s? He's eager to prove himself. He's in the hedonistic throes of early stardom, and overindulges in the luxuries he's felt were wrongly denied to him for so long. He's "lost in the sauce" and doesn't really have the capacity or forethought to care about how his actions affect others. Like with Paula, he might cheat on someone to get back at them, to prove he can, or to lash out. He wouldn't be more than a one night stand at this age, and would feel confined to be looked at as more than that. He's much more volatile and easier to anger in his younger age.
Is he in his late 30s or early 40s? He doesn't trust the people around him. He's paranoid. The gilded veneer of the music industry has worn off and he's too in his own head. Commitment both enthralls and scares him. He thinks he'll be betrayed and can't let himself get attached. And nothing can get in the way of maintaining his fame. He'll self-sabotage to see if someone really wants him, or he might not be able to resist indulging to keep himself level. He's at his most unpredictable, here.
Is he in his late 40s or early 50s? He's lonely. He feels his power slipping away from him in his middle age and feels his relevancy waning. His other band members are younger and frankly more well liked than him, and they know he's not trustworthy. He wants attention, and he wants love (even if he doesn't say it). And that means compassion as well as physical contact. He'll look for both in whoever will give it, at this point. He's retrospective now more than ever, and might more easily regret his actions, both long and short term.
Now, what does all that have to do with cheating? None of that by itself necessarily means he would, but it does influence how he behaves, and why he might. It influences his motivation. It could be as simple as "he's a rock star and he sleeps around", but that's kind of too flat of a reason and not all that interesting. The motivation gives him reason.
And how he behaves will largely be influenced by your character. If he's confronted, he might try to placate them, or lie, or get embarrassed and angry, or he might just leave. It's up to you! But if you understand him as a character, as well as your own, you'll be able to guide his behavior accordingly.
All that being said, this is just how I see him, and that doesn't make it inherently right. This is just "my version" of Murdoc based on both canon and personal interpretation. He's been written by several canon writers and has gone through several personality changes depending on who wrote him. And there's a lot to dig into about his past (he was extensively abused as a child, was in and out of prison, was canonly bisexual in an era where that wasn't accepted, lived in poverty for most of his life, etc.) that all might influence how he acts now. There's no "wrong" way to write him.
Anyway, the most important thing is to know why he does what he does (even if he doesn't know). And you need to know your own character and their motivations as well to make their interactions believable.
I love to talk shop about Muds, so I hope I didn't ramble too much, and I hope that helped!
Thank you so much for responding! And don't worry about rambling for too long it was actually really interesting to read and very helpful for me. For my age I'm 16 Turning 17 this September and English isn't my first language and plus I have dyslexia so if there were some things that you didn't understand in my ask I'm sorry :').
I'm very grateful that you responded to my ask and I hope to see more great stuff from you:)
Murdoc x GN!Reader (used They/Them), angsty, but happy ending cuz im a sucker :3
Part 3 to goodbye song, and Promises, Promises, broken frames. Read those 1st! Used more lyrics from goodbye song by MKTO! LYRICS IN RED
You slept in pretty late that day, phone off and door locked. Getting up that morning, still wrapped in a blanket, you made coffee. Walking past the front door, there was a note shoved under the door. Picking it up, it was still dampâeither rain, or tears. You didnât know, or care to be honest. The note was barely legible. Murdocâs handwriting was naturally messy, but this rushed and smudgy note was barely legible, yet it read:
"I fucked up Y/N. I know I did... but I need you. Please contact me....â
Reading the note, a sigh escaped your lips. Sitting on the couch, you finally powered your phone back on. A frown crossed your face as you looked at the lockscreen looking back at you. It's a photo with friends, Murdocâs smug smirk in the center. There was a litany of notifications on it. All from Murdoc⌠a stack of texts, 6+ missed calls, and voicemails. Listening to the voicemails, they were all different. Some were angry, blaming you. Some sad, almost begging. Almost like he was going through the stages of grief. One particularly stood out though.
The voicemail started with Murdoc's wavering voice âCmonâŚ. Luv please just say something, anything to me. Love me, hate me, anything.
Then a voice from far away piped up, mustâve been 2D.
âMurdoc⌠youâve been doinâ too much. Quit wit it, leave them alone. Yer only making it worseâ
Then the sound of a beer bottle slamming against a desk.
âShut up ya nit-wit. I wasnât askin' ya nothinâ! If they ainât gonna listen to any of this, Iâm gettinâ ma keys back and talk face ta face.â
âMurdoc no! Youâre only makinâ it wor- *click*â
Putting the phone down on the kitchen counter with a sigh, there was a heavy knock at the door, then the click of the door lock. Good thing you hooked the chain lock on the top of the door too, it could only open an inch or so. Rushing to the door, your eye met Murdocs. His eyes were glossy and red, almost like he was⌠crying? That seems almost unbelievable. He was clutching something tight in his hands.
âListen⌠listen luv, know you probably donât want to see me. But just give me a minute yeah?â Murdoc said, handing you what he had in his hands. It was a bag of your favorite snack, and a photo strip, like one you would get at a photo booth. It was crinkled and folded, as if it were stuffed in a wallet. The photos were of you and him, both tipsy out on a night out.
Murdoc cleared his throat, getting your attention back so he could speak. âListen, whatever ya thought I did that night⌠I didnât okay. Got too wasted⌠went to puke in the bathroom at the bar, hit my head, and passed out.â
You rolled your eyes, arms crossed and not believing him. âHowâd you even get back?â
âManager or whatever the fuck called me a taxi⌠or some sorta ride back here⌠then i had to find my own home, wasnât gonna freeze sleepinâ on ya doorstep like a puppyâ he said a bit nervously, feeling you didnât really believe him.âI swear to satan luv⌠I know I aint a good man⌠but I canât lose youâŚâ his eyes were wide, tears pricking the edges, practically pleading. Yet when you glanced between the photo strip in your hand and his face, he felt a flicker of something in his eyes. Hope?
*So what am I to do? (What am I to do)
I'm still in love with you (I'm still in love with you)*
You blinked, slowly reaching to unlatch the chain lock on the door, Murdoc's eyes averting from yours to follow your hand. As soon as the chain fell, hitting the doorframe, he had you in his arms. One hand in your hair, the other running up and down your back. âDear satan⌠youâre everything to me.â He said, feeling your arms hesitantly wrap around him. âTell me I can stay tonight⌠I want to⌠I bloody need to be here with you.â
Your head hit his shoulder, a sigh escaping your lips. âYeah⌠guess so. Do that shit again and I will kill you. Answer your goddamn phone sometimesâ.
âYouâre right⌠Bloody hell I will luv. Promise you thatâ he said, snaking a thumb up, lifting your chin, and turning your head enough so his lips could meet yours.
so this concept has been in my head for a while and Iâm happy to finally get it out đâ¨. it was meant for Halloween, but I think it fits true crime or horror vibes as well.
type ( warning ) : 001 / 002 / 003 / 004 / 005
type ( dark content ) : 001 / 002
type ( trigger ) : 001 / 002 / 003
feel free to use; please like, reblog, and credită
On discord I had a lot of fun writing a love little letter as Murdoc Niccals for them.
So I have a proposal.
Would anyone want a custom love letter from one of the gorillaz members? I can do any of the 4. They will be private n just for you, and would be an image looking like an actual letter!
Feel free to message me here or on discord if youâre interested
I would just need some info to go off of:
- Your name/sonas name & gender/pronouns
- Which member and your relationship with them
- any shared hobbies/things you do w whatever member you choose
Summary: After 3 months of being on vacation and visiting your family, you come back home to Kong Studios, where your best friend 2-D is there. And they want to show how much they miss you.
Warnings!~
Smut, Biting Kink, a bit of possessiveness from 2-D's part, and swear words!
Other than that, Enjoy~
Even thought you just came back from your trip from over the summer you were immediately greeted by your best friend 2-D, and got busayy.
Over this past June, you have decided to go visit your family and stay with them for a month. It was a much needed vacation from all the craziness, that Kong Studios have always been full of. You were most excited to see 2-D! You guys have been the best friends since you two have met. You couldnât help but feel a bit bad throughout though. They were always calling you and texting you frequently, every day while you were away. Some days you couldnât respond because of some the events your family planned.
You came a day early to surprise them, only to find that Murdoc was out with Noodle trying to find a new guitar, since Murdoc accidentally broke it, whilst drunk.
You took the elevator to the basement and knocked on 2-D's door. You were very nervous, yet you didn't know why.
âY/N!â
You snap back into reality as 2-D hugs you.
âGod, Iâve missed you,â
âI missed you tooâŚâ
âCome in!â 2-D basically is beaming at you, happy that youâre finally here.
âSo, how was the trip?â They said as you both sat down on their bed
âGreat! I got to go to the spa and talk with my cousins! And eat at that one place I'm always raving about,â
âSo, no trouble at all at the roads?â
âNope!â
âNo turbulence?â
âNo!â You said giggling, âGod, 2-D its almost lime you were worried about me or something.â
âWell, kinda,â they say sheepishly. You canât help but blush at the comment.
He grabs your hand.
âBut I'm really glad you're here thoâ,â
âYou know I missed you too.â You said softly, cradling their face with your hand. This making them turn a little red too.
âIâm gonna be honest, was mostly worried that someone was going to hit on you,â
âPftt-.â You scoffed, letting go of their face in disbelief. âReally?â
They put their hand on yourâs.
âYeah.â He pauses. âReally.â
Trying not to malfunction on the spot, you said in a soft tone, âWell, Iâm right here.â
They gazed at you with those dark eyes, before you knew it they leaned in to kiss you.
You were shocked yet melted into the kiss. You straddled their lap as they started to explore your body.
You felt their hands roam all over you, their lanky fingers gentle on your skin. Yet they seem to linger over your breasts as they gave you sweet pecks on your neck. You hummed moans as the kisses started getting longer and wetter.
âI donât want anyone to think that youâre single,â
They laid you down on their bed and took off their shirt. They got on top of out and started to kiss you again but this time the kisses were longer and sloppier as if they were a type of need. You broke the kiss only to take off your shirt, and then continue as you started taking their pants off. They tasted like those sweet crunchy candy canes that youâd get over the holidays, you wondered how you tasted like.
And you werenât talking about mouth-on-mouth.
You were so distracted by your thoughts, that you were snapped back into reality as 2-D, stopped only go more downwards. You both were in our underwear, with the outline of 2-Dâs erection being prominent. Their hands went towards your breasts as theyâre soft kisses started to travel towards your navel.
Had they read your thoughts from earlier? You started to feel tense, this was all so sudden. He seemed to notice.
âYou ok, dear?â
âPlease..â You hesitated before saying.
âI need you,â
They eyes went darker that you thought they could go
They slid off you panties slowly, as if wanting to make you wetter in anticipation. 2-D grinned to themselves as they saw how excited you were, He slowly pushed in they middle finger as they were getting you accustomed.
âMmph!â
2-D chuckled at your noise as their finger started to go in and out of you. As much as you hated to admit, it was enough to make more sounds come out of your mouth. So you could imagine your surprise when they added their index finger.
âAhh!~ St-StuartâŚâ
âWhatâs the matter luvâ? Want me to go faster?â
Your brain stopped for a split second, still you nodded.
You felt their fingers fill you up, rubbing that sensitive part near your clit on the inside. You gripped the sheets as 2-D picked up pace. You didnât know that they were enamored by your sound, the tightness around their fingers, how warm you were inside.
As your moans got more high pitched and your breathing quickened, they pulled out.
âW-Whatâs wrong? Why'd ya stop?â
âI donât want you to come just yet. You think you can just leave me alone for that long and get away with it?â
They pulled down their boxers and got a condom. You never felt so nervous about this yet excited about it in the same time. You looked down at his member and did not expect him to be that, well⌠big.
âYou like whatcha see luvâ?â
You turned red, embarrassed form staring, even though you were just moaning your heart out a few seconds ago. 2-D put on the condom and laid you more down into the bed pushing your legs back and getting on top of you.
They gently kissed your face down to you neck. They positioned himself right in line with your entrance, towering over you.
âAre you sure you wanâ this?â
They slowly entered you, trying not to make it painful for you. You felt their dick fill every inch that it could and stretch you out. It did hurt a bit, you werenât accustomed to someone their size. Luckily, your wetness made it an easier entrance for them. They groaned softly as they put it all the way in.
âYou okay?â They looked at you with those dark eyes of theirs. Though covered with lust still had this overwhelming care for you.
Even though you felt your heart-beating out of chest you nodded.
They slowly started moving their hips back and forth. Soon, the pain was masked by the pleasure you felt. You tried your best not to moan as loudly this time.
2-D, however noticed this.
âIs it ok if I can go faster?â
âPlease baby~â You practically begged.
âI love it when you need me,â
They picked up the pace, making your whimpers more louder and frequent.
âFuck, please keep making those soundsâ
âShit-shit-shit-shit!â You cursed as 2-D went deeper into you. Suddenly, you felt them biting the area between your shoulder and neck.
You couldn't contain it and let out all of your sounds of pleasure, you back arching uncontrollably.
They licked the bite mark as he continued going on still, making your pleasure even more intense.
âI want everyone to know how much you mean to me,â they says seductively.
They proceeded to give you hickeys up and down on the side of you neck, while at the same time going faster. You felt your face scrunch up as they hit your sensitive spot. Whimpers turning into moans.
âAhh~!â Fuck, shit, right there!â
They leans into your ear, never stopping his pace, as they whispers, âI also want everyone to see my marks on you to show that youâre mine~â
âFuck, please!â
You heard them whimper as at your moans. Wanting more of those delicious sounds, they started to bit softly against the areas above your collarbone. Your body complied to their wishes making them start to fuck you harder.
â2-D!~â, you practically scream as you felt them fuck you harder. Your walls starting to grip on their dick at the speed theyâre going at. Your hands scratching their back, as the pleasure starts to become to much to you to handle.
âIâm gonna cum,â you moaned out. âIâm gonna-â Your sentence cut out as 2-D rubs your clit, giving their all as your reached you climax.
âThatâs right baby. Cum for me,â he says before kissing you deeply.
Legs trembling uncontrollably as they made you orgasm, moaning into their mouth. This made their rhythm then start to falter as he also reached their high.
âShit,â they mumbled out as they came, laying on top of you as they finished. They pulled out and rolled over next you on the bed, their face filled with care for you as they mumbles, âYou look so beautiful with my marks on you,â
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