Two wrongs don't make a right. ( 6 / ? )
Pairing: Bell/Dom
Chapter Summary: Matt finally tells the truth.
Disclaimer: I do not and never will own MUSE. No offence is ever intended.
Warning: This story on a whole contains rape, violence and extremely strong language
Authors note: It gets really steamy in this chapter and I felt like a complete dork writing the smutty bits. I just hope it comes across well. * crosses fingers and hopes people don't abandon me for being whorish*
Previous Chapters: One / Two / Three / Four / Five
Sat in a nearby café, I cant believe my eyes.
That’s Dominic sat opposite me slowly sipping a coffee while flicking through his newly brought comic books. I want to talk, to say anything but I don’t know how to start.
“So.” we both say at the same time.
“ No you go first.” I say softly nodding my head.
“ Okay thanks.” he says before taking a massive gulp of his coffee and a really deep breath.
“ Why did you punch me Matthew?” he asks completely calmly.
He looks me straight in the eye and waits and waits and waits.
I can’t. I don’t want too. Shit I’m going to be sick.
He reaches out and grabs my hand, stroking the back softly with his thumb.
“ It’s okay Matthew. You don’t want to tell me do you?” he says, still holding my hand across the table.
“ No, not really.” I say honestly. His eyes droop slightly with sadness. Then he squeezes my hand a little tighter.
“ Matthew, I know Stuart’s a complete prick and what ever he did, I hope you know that I’m truly sorry yeah.”
“ You don’t have to be sorry Dominic. It‘s not your fault.”
“ No really Matthew, I am sorry. I’ve gotten smacked in the face more times than I care to remember because of that dickhead but this time it’s different. I know it’s different. I can feel it in my bones." he whispered.
" This isn’t about some scummy drug dealer he owes money too or someone he’s picked a fight with and then legged it again leaving me to pick up the pieces." he continued.
"You’re not some pissed off dude looking to break balls because Stuart’s stolen his car again. It’s much deeper than that, isn’t it?” he took another deep breath before he added.
“ Seriously Matthew, What the fuck did Stuart do?”
A single tear runs down my cheek.
I didn’t even know I was crying. I’m shaking. I’m going to be sick. It hurts. I’ve got to got. I try to stand but he wont let go of my hand.
I can’t do this.
Please Dominic let go, I secretly plead. I’m going to be sick.
He looks so lost, just like I’m feeling.
“ Please Matt. Tell me. What did he do?” he begs me quietly.
I can’t. It hurts too much. My heart.
“ He. He.” I sob, choking on my own words. Am I really about to say this out loud?
I have too. I need to end this pain. I need to tell Dominic everything.
“ He fucking raped me Dom. Stuart fucking raped me.” I whine quietly, suddenly bursting into tears and dropping my head into my hands.
He slides out of his side of the booth and sits down next to me. Wrapping his arms around my waist and rocking us slowly he whispers.
“ Shh Matty, shh. Please babe. Shh. It’s going to be okay. I‘ve got you.”
My heads a fucking blur.
Did that just happen?
Did I just tell Dominic his brothers a rapist?
Did he just call me babe?
Is he hugging me?
He’s really holding me but I can’t stop crying. Why can’t I stop crying? Just then the waitress walks up to our table.
“ Is everything okay sweetheart?” she asks kindly trying to look at my face but I’m buried deep in Dominic’s arms.
“ Um not really.” he answers for me. “ Come on Matty, lets go yeah.”
He slides us out of our seats and walks us both out of the café.
My legs feel like jelly as we climb into a cab. I rest my head onto his shoulder still whimpering as he strokes my hair calmly.
Pulling up out side of a tower block he pays the taxi driver and pulls me out of the cab by my hand. I’m not thinking straight.
Why the fuck am I doing this? I need to go home. I don’t feel well.
He leads me through the lobby and into the lift still holding my hand tightly. I don’t even look up to see which floor we’ve stopped on. I don’t care. I just want this to end.
He takes his key out of his pocket and lets me walk into his flat first. Throwing his bag to the floor in the hallway he pulls me down on to his sofa. All this way and I’m still crying. My whole body aching from the effort of just breathing now.
Wrapping me into his arms he slides us down on the sofa until he’s nuzzling my neck, his chest pressed tightly to my back. He throws his arm over the sofa and pulls down a blanket wrapping us up together.
“ Shh Matty. You’re going to be okay.” he whispers, warm breath ghosting over once injured skin. He leans in and I know where he’s going with this. My whole body tenses. I freeze. The memories of the pain shooting through my whole body.
“ Please Dom. I…I cant.”
“ Relax. You’re safe now baby.” he purrs placing a warm soft kiss to my neck.
Oh fuck. Dom don‘t kiss me please. This is all wrong. So wrong. It doesn’t feel wrong though. Somehow I want to kiss him too but I cant look at him, not now.
He rubs his hand slowly up and down my stomach. Then he slips his hand under my shirt and I can feel his smooth fingertips upon my bare pale skin. I jump up from the sofa sending the blanket and Dominic flying.
“ I cant fucking do this.” I squeal running for the door.
He grabs me around the waist just as I reach the front door. He spins me around and then pushes me against the door frame.
Holy shit. I panic. I’m so scared.
“ No. Don’t.” I scream out as he grabs onto my face with both hands.
I’m going to pass out. I’m going to die.
“ Matthew fucking look at me.” he yells. “ Really fucking look at me.”
“ I can’t.” I sob loudly. “ Please let me go. I can’t. I can’t.”
But he wont let go of my face, his hips pushing against mine keeping me pinned to the door. My eyes are glued tightly shut because I don’t want to look.
I can’t look.
“ Please Matty. Please look at me.” he begs, tears pouring now he’s crying too.
His voice broken and raw. This is killing me but it's killing him too. I can feel it. I open my eyes to look upon his face. His eyes red rimmed and blurred, his jaw tensed, the veins in his neck standing out even more so now.
My heart breaks.
“ Dominic. I’m so sorry.” I sob loudly.
Dominic not Stuart.
Beautiful, funny, sweet, grey eyed, comic book reading and wide smiled Dominic.
My Dominic.
His hands drop from my face to his sides as he turns to walk away. I grab his waist and pull him towards me. His eyes widen in surprise as I place my hot wanting mouth on to his. My eyes falling shut once more as I enjoy the feeling of Dominic pulled against me completely. Kissing him much deeper, his words are lost to my lips.
“ I'm so sorry Matthew.”
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“ We should go and lie down.” I try to say calmly, breath still hitching from the frantic crying I‘d been doing.
Dominic just nods and leads me into his bedroom.
We fall on to the bed together. Our limbs intertwined. Kisses frantic and emotional. Both still missing a breath or two from crying so hard only moments before.
He pulls my t-shirt up and over my head and I do the same to him. I press my chest to his. I just want to feel his skin against mine. My face suddenly nuzzling into his neck and kissing just behind his ear.
“ Matty I want you so badly.” he purrs into my ear as he reaches into my jeans. My cock suddenly jumping to attention.
Shit I want him too, so very much. I need him.
There's no more waiting as I pull down his jeans and grab onto him firmly. Oh my god yes.
“ Oh Matt. I.. I want you to do me. So, so much.” he whispers.
Did he just say he wants me to do him? What? Seriously.
“ Dominic are you sure?” I ask completely unsure of myself.
He nods as he looks at me with those big grey puppy dog eyes, still red from crying but still completely beautiful to me.
How can I resist that look? I can’t. So I push two of my fingers into my mouth, wetting them completely before pushing them into Dominic’s tight warmth. He gasps and then bites his bottom lip.
Oh, so good. Everything's moving so quickly.
“ Are you okay?” I whisper.
He nods and then lets out a small moan as I twist my fingers slightly . The sight of him writhing beneath me is just to much. His eyes closed and his mouth opened wide as he gasps and moans. I dig a little deeper looking for that one perfect spot I know lies within. He shudders and then pants hotly as I find it. His beautiful blonde hair splayed out on the crisp white pillow behind his head. He looks like an angel.
My beautiful blonde angel.
Oh god I can’t wait anymore. I need him completely.
“ Can I?” I ask sucking gently on his neck, leaving little rosey pink patches in my wake.
“ Yes. Just do me already.” he smirks playfully, the small glint of cheekiness shining in his eyes.
He passes me a small bottle of lube from off the bedside table and slicking myself up I line myself up against his entrance. He nods his head and bites his lip as I move closer towards him. I look deep into his eyes as I slowly push into his tight willing warmth. His eyes snap shut as he arches his back high off the bed, moaning beautifully.
Gorgeous, absolutely perfect
. I try to push a little futher but his muscles tighten gloriously around me.
“ Fuck Dom.” I growl, finally forcing myself a little deeper. He moans deeply as I rock my hips softly back and forth.
Oh Dom.
I bite my lip hard as I quickly find a rhythm while he wraps his legs around my back, hand frantically scratching up and down my shoulders. I grab onto his hips, pushing down slightly and then tipping him up. As I change my angle, his moans turn into panting as he nears the edge.
Wild animalistic yelps mix with hot hard breaths as he shoots hard into my stomach. Clenching his jaw and then gasping loudly he pushes me over with him. His tight hot muscles clenching so rapidly around me that I can’t help but scream out….
“ Dominic!”
Riding out the waves of pleasure I kiss him over and over again, all along his jaw and up and down his neck. Finally I fall onto him, my arms dithering and shaking with the pressure of holding my weight for so long.
His legs slide from around me and I slowly pull out. We lay there just panting in each others arms.
Complete bliss.
Nothing in the world matters now.
Just me and Dominic.
In his bed, covered in glistening sweat, cum and tears.
Everything is perfect.
We don’t even move to clean ourselves up and without another word we fall asleep.
It’s the best nights sleep I’ve ever had.
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Chapter Summary: Matt finally tells the truth.
Disclaimer: I do not and never will own MUSE. No offence is ever intended.
Warning: This story on a whole contains rape, violence and extremely strong language
Authors note: It gets really steamy in this chapter and I felt like a complete dork writing the smutty bits. I just hope it comes across well. * crosses fingers and hopes people don't abandon me for being whorish*
Previous Chapters: One / Two / Three / Four / Five
Sat in a nearby café, I cant believe my eyes.
That’s Dominic sat opposite me slowly sipping a coffee while flicking through his newly brought comic books. I want to talk, to say anything but I don’t know how to start.
“So.” we both say at the same time.
“ No you go first.” I say softly nodding my head.
“ Okay thanks.” he says before taking a massive gulp of his coffee and a really deep breath.
“ Why did you punch me Matthew?” he asks completely calmly.
He looks me straight in the eye and waits and waits and waits.
I can’t. I don’t want too. Shit I’m going to be sick.
He reaches out and grabs my hand, stroking the back softly with his thumb.
“ It’s okay Matthew. You don’t want to tell me do you?” he says, still holding my hand across the table.
“ No, not really.” I say honestly. His eyes droop slightly with sadness. Then he squeezes my hand a little tighter.
“ Matthew, I know Stuart’s a complete prick and what ever he did, I hope you know that I’m truly sorry yeah.”
“ You don’t have to be sorry Dominic. It‘s not your fault.”
“ No really Matthew, I am sorry. I’ve gotten smacked in the face more times than I care to remember because of that dickhead but this time it’s different. I know it’s different. I can feel it in my bones." he whispered.
" This isn’t about some scummy drug dealer he owes money too or someone he’s picked a fight with and then legged it again leaving me to pick up the pieces." he continued.
"You’re not some pissed off dude looking to break balls because Stuart’s stolen his car again. It’s much deeper than that, isn’t it?” he took another deep breath before he added.
“ Seriously Matthew, What the fuck did Stuart do?”
A single tear runs down my cheek.
I didn’t even know I was crying. I’m shaking. I’m going to be sick. It hurts. I’ve got to got. I try to stand but he wont let go of my hand.
I can’t do this.
Please Dominic let go, I secretly plead. I’m going to be sick.
He looks so lost, just like I’m feeling.
“ Please Matt. Tell me. What did he do?” he begs me quietly.
I can’t. It hurts too much. My heart.
“ He. He.” I sob, choking on my own words. Am I really about to say this out loud?
I have too. I need to end this pain. I need to tell Dominic everything.
“ He fucking raped me Dom. Stuart fucking raped me.” I whine quietly, suddenly bursting into tears and dropping my head into my hands.
He slides out of his side of the booth and sits down next to me. Wrapping his arms around my waist and rocking us slowly he whispers.
“ Shh Matty, shh. Please babe. Shh. It’s going to be okay. I‘ve got you.”
My heads a fucking blur.
Did that just happen?
Did I just tell Dominic his brothers a rapist?
Did he just call me babe?
Is he hugging me?
He’s really holding me but I can’t stop crying. Why can’t I stop crying? Just then the waitress walks up to our table.
“ Is everything okay sweetheart?” she asks kindly trying to look at my face but I’m buried deep in Dominic’s arms.
“ Um not really.” he answers for me. “ Come on Matty, lets go yeah.”
He slides us out of our seats and walks us both out of the café.
My legs feel like jelly as we climb into a cab. I rest my head onto his shoulder still whimpering as he strokes my hair calmly.
Pulling up out side of a tower block he pays the taxi driver and pulls me out of the cab by my hand. I’m not thinking straight.
Why the fuck am I doing this? I need to go home. I don’t feel well.
He leads me through the lobby and into the lift still holding my hand tightly. I don’t even look up to see which floor we’ve stopped on. I don’t care. I just want this to end.
He takes his key out of his pocket and lets me walk into his flat first. Throwing his bag to the floor in the hallway he pulls me down on to his sofa. All this way and I’m still crying. My whole body aching from the effort of just breathing now.
Wrapping me into his arms he slides us down on the sofa until he’s nuzzling my neck, his chest pressed tightly to my back. He throws his arm over the sofa and pulls down a blanket wrapping us up together.
“ Shh Matty. You’re going to be okay.” he whispers, warm breath ghosting over once injured skin. He leans in and I know where he’s going with this. My whole body tenses. I freeze. The memories of the pain shooting through my whole body.
“ Please Dom. I…I cant.”
“ Relax. You’re safe now baby.” he purrs placing a warm soft kiss to my neck.
Oh fuck. Dom don‘t kiss me please. This is all wrong. So wrong. It doesn’t feel wrong though. Somehow I want to kiss him too but I cant look at him, not now.
He rubs his hand slowly up and down my stomach. Then he slips his hand under my shirt and I can feel his smooth fingertips upon my bare pale skin. I jump up from the sofa sending the blanket and Dominic flying.
“ I cant fucking do this.” I squeal running for the door.
He grabs me around the waist just as I reach the front door. He spins me around and then pushes me against the door frame.
Holy shit. I panic. I’m so scared.
“ No. Don’t.” I scream out as he grabs onto my face with both hands.
I’m going to pass out. I’m going to die.
“ Matthew fucking look at me.” he yells. “ Really fucking look at me.”
“ I can’t.” I sob loudly. “ Please let me go. I can’t. I can’t.”
But he wont let go of my face, his hips pushing against mine keeping me pinned to the door. My eyes are glued tightly shut because I don’t want to look.
I can’t look.
“ Please Matty. Please look at me.” he begs, tears pouring now he’s crying too.
His voice broken and raw. This is killing me but it's killing him too. I can feel it. I open my eyes to look upon his face. His eyes red rimmed and blurred, his jaw tensed, the veins in his neck standing out even more so now.
My heart breaks.
“ Dominic. I’m so sorry.” I sob loudly.
Dominic not Stuart.
Beautiful, funny, sweet, grey eyed, comic book reading and wide smiled Dominic.
My Dominic.
His hands drop from my face to his sides as he turns to walk away. I grab his waist and pull him towards me. His eyes widen in surprise as I place my hot wanting mouth on to his. My eyes falling shut once more as I enjoy the feeling of Dominic pulled against me completely. Kissing him much deeper, his words are lost to my lips.
“ I'm so sorry Matthew.”
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“ We should go and lie down.” I try to say calmly, breath still hitching from the frantic crying I‘d been doing.
Dominic just nods and leads me into his bedroom.
We fall on to the bed together. Our limbs intertwined. Kisses frantic and emotional. Both still missing a breath or two from crying so hard only moments before.
He pulls my t-shirt up and over my head and I do the same to him. I press my chest to his. I just want to feel his skin against mine. My face suddenly nuzzling into his neck and kissing just behind his ear.
“ Matty I want you so badly.” he purrs into my ear as he reaches into my jeans. My cock suddenly jumping to attention.
Shit I want him too, so very much. I need him.
There's no more waiting as I pull down his jeans and grab onto him firmly. Oh my god yes.
“ Oh Matt. I.. I want you to do me. So, so much.” he whispers.
Did he just say he wants me to do him? What? Seriously.
“ Dominic are you sure?” I ask completely unsure of myself.
He nods as he looks at me with those big grey puppy dog eyes, still red from crying but still completely beautiful to me.
How can I resist that look? I can’t. So I push two of my fingers into my mouth, wetting them completely before pushing them into Dominic’s tight warmth. He gasps and then bites his bottom lip.
Oh, so good. Everything's moving so quickly.
“ Are you okay?” I whisper.
He nods and then lets out a small moan as I twist my fingers slightly . The sight of him writhing beneath me is just to much. His eyes closed and his mouth opened wide as he gasps and moans. I dig a little deeper looking for that one perfect spot I know lies within. He shudders and then pants hotly as I find it. His beautiful blonde hair splayed out on the crisp white pillow behind his head. He looks like an angel.
My beautiful blonde angel.
Oh god I can’t wait anymore. I need him completely.
“ Can I?” I ask sucking gently on his neck, leaving little rosey pink patches in my wake.
“ Yes. Just do me already.” he smirks playfully, the small glint of cheekiness shining in his eyes.
He passes me a small bottle of lube from off the bedside table and slicking myself up I line myself up against his entrance. He nods his head and bites his lip as I move closer towards him. I look deep into his eyes as I slowly push into his tight willing warmth. His eyes snap shut as he arches his back high off the bed, moaning beautifully.
Gorgeous, absolutely perfect
. I try to push a little futher but his muscles tighten gloriously around me.
“ Fuck Dom.” I growl, finally forcing myself a little deeper. He moans deeply as I rock my hips softly back and forth.
Oh Dom.
I bite my lip hard as I quickly find a rhythm while he wraps his legs around my back, hand frantically scratching up and down my shoulders. I grab onto his hips, pushing down slightly and then tipping him up. As I change my angle, his moans turn into panting as he nears the edge.
Wild animalistic yelps mix with hot hard breaths as he shoots hard into my stomach. Clenching his jaw and then gasping loudly he pushes me over with him. His tight hot muscles clenching so rapidly around me that I can’t help but scream out….
“ Dominic!”
Riding out the waves of pleasure I kiss him over and over again, all along his jaw and up and down his neck. Finally I fall onto him, my arms dithering and shaking with the pressure of holding my weight for so long.
His legs slide from around me and I slowly pull out. We lay there just panting in each others arms.
Complete bliss.
Nothing in the world matters now.
Just me and Dominic.
In his bed, covered in glistening sweat, cum and tears.
Everything is perfect.
We don’t even move to clean ourselves up and without another word we fall asleep.
It’s the best nights sleep I’ve ever had.
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