14th March
Title: 14th March
Author: zetastation
Beta: pwopahnetazeta
Pairing: Belldom
Setting: Showbiz era
Rating: R-15
Warnings: bad written shitty silly smut.
Summary: 14th March - mark this day on your calendar.
Feedback: Yesssss! <3
Disclaimer: I don’t own Muse. This is a work of fiction and it never happened.
Author’s Note: First: I suck at picking titles and summaries; second: I can only blame pwopahnetazeta for making me write this drabble. She tweeted me *something* and TADAM! I wrote this. It was written in 30 minutes or so, when I was about to leave work. If you're expecting a well written, hot smut, HA! You won't find it here LOL You should go and read nuraicha 's new fic, Tu Non Mi Basti Mai instead (seriously, it's one of the hottest fics I've ever read sdjlajlak I'm still recovering *breathes*). This drabble is really short (506 words) and it's just 'meh', really, nothing special lol Also, I always have difficulty to write smut, even if it seems simple; but I wrote this for my friend and, if you decide to read this, I hope you enjoy it too :)
P.S.: it's still 14th March in my time zone lol
***
“Hm…” I mumbled, still waking up. Something was… different. It was something I usually don’t feel when I wake up. But it was also something I knew very well.
And it felt so good…
I wriggled on the mattress, feeling the cool sheets moving underneath my skin. Oh, god… it felt amazing…
My body was slowly waking up and after a few minutes, I realised where exactly I was feeling good. That was when I quickly opened my eyes, hurrying to prop myself up on my elbows.
Then, I saw that blue haired head going up and down between my legs; Matthew’s thin, moist lips wrapped around my cock. I couldn’t help but moan every time I received a hard suck from him, so I threw my head back and closed my eyes again, just to enjoy that good sensation of the wetness of Matt’s warm mouth around me.
I started hearing Matt’s soft, low moans and felt his slim fingers heading down to my balls, fondling them. I bucked my hips forward and his mouth went deeper down; I thought I had hurt him when I felt I had hit the back of his throat. I planned to whisper an apology, but I just didn’t have the chance as I felt him scrapping my length with his teeth, his tongue tracing up a vein. I clutched the sheets and decided to just keep enjoying.
When I realised I was already too close to the edge, I tugged at his blue hair and let my hips move in the rhythm of Matt’s mouth. After a while I couldn’t focus on my thrusts anymore, I started losing the pace as I was getting even closer to the apex.
I was a moaning mess when I finally came into his mouth, arching my back, a wave of pleasure assaulting me; my own lips ‘O’ shaped as I threw my head back and lost my grip on Matthew’s hair.
Panting, I looked down as I felt him freeing my cock. Matt was smirking and wiping off the remains of my come from his mouth. “Did you enjoy it?” he asked, scooting closer to me, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“How do you dare even ask?” I replied, a half smile on my face.
Matthew kissed me deeply and I savoured my own taste on him. “Now, could you tell me what that was for?” I asked.
“What do you mean?” he looked confused at me.
“You know, the blow job.” I chuckled. “I don’t think you ever had woken me like that before.”
“Oh!” he laughed and kissed my face. “Today is Blow Job Day!”
“What?! You can’t be serious!”
“I am! Really! I saw it on the internet.”
“Gosh, what else are they going to invent?! Sex Day?” I winked and Matt smirked.
"Oh, there is already a Sex Day on the calendar." he informed me cheekily.
"Really?" I asked in mock innocence. "And when exactly is it?"
“Everyday.” he placed his mouth on mine once again.
***
Author's Note 2: Seriously, 14th March is the Steak & Blow Job Day. This is real LOL
Author: zetastation
Beta: pwopahnetazeta
Pairing: Belldom
Setting: Showbiz era
Rating: R-15
Warnings: bad written shitty silly smut.
Summary: 14th March - mark this day on your calendar.
Feedback: Yesssss! <3
Disclaimer: I don’t own Muse. This is a work of fiction and it never happened.
Author’s Note: First: I suck at picking titles and summaries; second: I can only blame pwopahnetazeta for making me write this drabble. She tweeted me *something* and TADAM! I wrote this. It was written in 30 minutes or so, when I was about to leave work. If you're expecting a well written, hot smut, HA! You won't find it here LOL You should go and read nuraicha 's new fic, Tu Non Mi Basti Mai instead (seriously, it's one of the hottest fics I've ever read sdjlajlak I'm still recovering *breathes*). This drabble is really short (506 words) and it's just 'meh', really, nothing special lol Also, I always have difficulty to write smut, even if it seems simple; but I wrote this for my friend and, if you decide to read this, I hope you enjoy it too :)
P.S.: it's still 14th March in my time zone lol
***
“Hm…” I mumbled, still waking up. Something was… different. It was something I usually don’t feel when I wake up. But it was also something I knew very well.
And it felt so good…
I wriggled on the mattress, feeling the cool sheets moving underneath my skin. Oh, god… it felt amazing…
My body was slowly waking up and after a few minutes, I realised where exactly I was feeling good. That was when I quickly opened my eyes, hurrying to prop myself up on my elbows.
Then, I saw that blue haired head going up and down between my legs; Matthew’s thin, moist lips wrapped around my cock. I couldn’t help but moan every time I received a hard suck from him, so I threw my head back and closed my eyes again, just to enjoy that good sensation of the wetness of Matt’s warm mouth around me.
I started hearing Matt’s soft, low moans and felt his slim fingers heading down to my balls, fondling them. I bucked my hips forward and his mouth went deeper down; I thought I had hurt him when I felt I had hit the back of his throat. I planned to whisper an apology, but I just didn’t have the chance as I felt him scrapping my length with his teeth, his tongue tracing up a vein. I clutched the sheets and decided to just keep enjoying.
When I realised I was already too close to the edge, I tugged at his blue hair and let my hips move in the rhythm of Matt’s mouth. After a while I couldn’t focus on my thrusts anymore, I started losing the pace as I was getting even closer to the apex.
I was a moaning mess when I finally came into his mouth, arching my back, a wave of pleasure assaulting me; my own lips ‘O’ shaped as I threw my head back and lost my grip on Matthew’s hair.
Panting, I looked down as I felt him freeing my cock. Matt was smirking and wiping off the remains of my come from his mouth. “Did you enjoy it?” he asked, scooting closer to me, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“How do you dare even ask?” I replied, a half smile on my face.
Matthew kissed me deeply and I savoured my own taste on him. “Now, could you tell me what that was for?” I asked.
“What do you mean?” he looked confused at me.
“You know, the blow job.” I chuckled. “I don’t think you ever had woken me like that before.”
“Oh!” he laughed and kissed my face. “Today is Blow Job Day!”
“What?! You can’t be serious!”
“I am! Really! I saw it on the internet.”
“Gosh, what else are they going to invent?! Sex Day?” I winked and Matt smirked.
"Oh, there is already a Sex Day on the calendar." he informed me cheekily.
"Really?" I asked in mock innocence. "And when exactly is it?"
“Everyday.” he placed his mouth on mine once again.
***
Author's Note 2: Seriously, 14th March is the Steak & Blow Job Day. This is real LOL