Chapter 10

Finally gettin some!One of the longer chapters too, so enjoy!------------------------

That was the most sincere apology to ever leave Murdoc's lips. The look on his face showed that he'd try his best to not hurt me. I reached my hand up to pull him down to me. He kissed me immediately. I tried to forget all fear and doubt, but as hard as I tried it was always still there. I trusted his word, sure, but I knew at times he could... Lose control.

He spread my legs apart slightly, trying to lay between them. My legs were shaking as he unbuttons my jeans, and my hands shook as I reached down to undo his.

"Ya alright?" he asked calmly, after helping me tug off the turtle neck.

I paused before answering, not a hundred percent sure, "... Yeah." I barely whispered, my voice almost cracking. He pecked me cheek, then my jaw. Then kissed at me neck, staying there, ever so gently nipping and sucking under my jaw. He stopped for a moment to pull off his own shirt. I watched as his upside down cross bounced around his neck as he moved. He was extra careful taking off the necklace. Placing it on the side dresser unlike the shirts he threw half way down the hall.

He went back to kissing at my body. His hand moving up my side as the other continued to run circles into my hipbone.

I moaned as his hips pressed against mine. I could tell his jeans made this painful.

"Off," I rasped plainly, pulling at his belt buckle. He smiled slightly, easily willing to basically rip them off. Rolling off me, he quickly stripped before pulling off my jeans. He grabbed the fabric at my ankles, pulling them off in one swift movement.

"No underwea'?" he asked, amused. I blushed in embarrassment.

"Ya nevea lent me a pair..." He chuckled, using my legs to pull my body closer to his. He bent down, kissing the inside of my knee before doing the same up my inner thigh. Rough wet lips teased the skin on one side as his hand soothing rubbed up against my other leg. "M-Mudz..."

He looked up at me, expectantly.

"No... No teeth, yeah?" It felt weird to ask, but I still felt the need to.

"Heh... I'm not gonna bit ya junk. I'm horny, not stupid, Stu," he chuckled, somewhat easing the tension in the air.

"Sorry..." I felt his breath on me. "... sorry..." I continued to mumble as he teased me.

(Murdoc's POV)

I wanna fuck him into the mattress. This weak panting mess of a man underneath me, he was perfect. Already, his still damp hair stuck to his face, and his once cool pale skin was now hot to the touch.

His breath hitched when my lips wrapped around him, and my hand held him still at the base. He whimpered when I sucked... Hard. I took in more, letting him slowly roll his hips. I palmed myself through my boxers, having taken off my pants sometime before. I looked up at him. His hands fumbled together atop his chest, his head tilted back, breath fast and shallow. I took his hands. He quickly looked down at me as I placed them on my head. My eyes met his before going back to looking down as I took in more. I could here him let out a breath, the hands on my hair now having a decent enough hold.

I could easily take in his whole cock, not that it was really that hard. It's not that his wang was small or anything, it's just that... 2D wasn't exactly my first guy.

Or second, or third, or.... You get the point.

"Murdoc!" He almost scream when one of my teeth scraped against him.

"Sorry, luv," I said, pulling off of him gently, but I kept my head between his legs. "Sorry for this too..." I said, looking at his perfect little ass.

"For wha- ah!" I stuck my tongue in his ass. The hands in my hair pulled my head up. "Why the fuck ya do that!?" His face was so red I wanted to bite it.

"I knowingly put myself on an unknown island all alone, for who remembers how long, do ya really expect me to have any lube?"

"... Guess not... Can't ya just use somethin else?"

"This's more fun." I smirked at him, going back down. His hands left my head, now laying flat against the silk sheets underneath us. Classy, I know.

I went in a little deeper, having being blessed with his beautifully long tongue. I went as far as I could until my lips touched his skin, and everything was wet and smooth. Sitting up I saw the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.

2D, head lulled back, black eyes somehow darker, and now half lidded. Him, slightly panting as his hand fisted he sheets. His legs spread with his knees bent as he touched himself...

I did this.

I was able to turn this black eyed god into a puddle of pleasure underneath me...

"Ready Stu?" I asked, pulling off my underwear, exposing my rock hard cock.

"... P-probably not," he squeaked, looking at my size. I wasn't 'that' big. I mean, I wasn't small, but...

"You'll be fine," I told him, lining myself up.

"Wait, don't you have to kinda... Stretch it out?" He looked embarrassed asking. I ran my sharp nails, from his shoulders, down his body, watching him arch up against my touch.

"Do you really want these inside of you?" I asked jokingly, digging my nails in slightly, before going down to rubbing around his base.

It was odd how blue his pubes were. Even weirder how soft and short they where. Me on the other hand, I was smooth. Shaved, waxed, plucked, everything. I was smoother than the silk we lay on.

"... Not really..." He chuckled before moaning when I started to push in. "Oh... fuck..." His melodic moans made me thrust forwards. "Fuck!"

"Sorry, luv," I apologized, pulling out slightly before easing my way back in. "Shh..." I shushed when he whimpered in pain. I captured his lips with mine, taking his mind away from the pain. I pushed in farther, not wanting to hurt him, but I could still see the pain on his face. I pulled his body close to me as I sank all the way in. "Ya alright?"

He nodded with his head burrowed into my shoulder. I waited for him to move. His shaky breaths filled the otherwise silent room, though it was nice. I looked down at his shoulder in front of me. I kissed it once before licking up at his outstretched neck. His body shivered underneath mine before he spoke.

"Hey Mudz... Ya can move now... If you want..." His voice was small. I rolled my hips a few times before actually trying to pull out. For his first time taking it up the arse, he was going well.

His black orbs glassed over with tears at the pain, but I knew it would fade. He let out a moan when I was finally able to hit his prostate. "Mmnn..."

"Better?" I asked, moving his arms to around my neck. He nodded, biting at his lip as best he could. I gently bit the bulging lip between his gapped teeth, kissing him again while I thrusted up, a little harder this time.

"Bloody fuckin..." Fuck.

"You okay?" I asked worriedly. Maybe that was too hard...

"Murdoc," he asked, sounding a little more confident. "I ain't as frail as ya think... You can... Go a little harder..." Oh. I pulled out again, going in a little faster. His whimpers turned into more of a moan with each thrust. With each time I hit that sweet bundle of nerves that brought us both closer to the edge.

Admittedly, we were both closer than we'd like to be, considering we had barely even jerked off since we've been on the island.

Fuck, it's been so long...

I rubbed my thumb over the head of him, more teasing him than actually stroking it, trying to make the moments last longer. Soon enough we were both a moaning mess. 2D's pain wasn't even noticeable, the only look he had on his face was one of pure ecstasy, especially when I grinded up against his sensitive insides. His legs wrapped around me, his feet hooking together behind my back to get closer. My speed had considerably gone up, but Stuart didn't seem to mind, not at all. His hips rolled and his body rocked against mine. He pulled me down into another kiss. I savored his taste, trying not to grunt like an animal. He was somehow able to get tighter around me the closer he got.

"Murdo- ah... Fuck!" He came over his chest and into my hands. His insides squeezed me tight, and the sight of him finally pushed me over the edge. I pulled out, barely having to stoke myself before coming into my hands as well.

"Oh sweet Satan... " I spoke, voice shaky from release. I had lied to myself before, saying that he was the most beautiful thing like that. It's even better like this, drunk with lust and passion, covered in both sweat and cum. Eyes closed and panting hard, legs shaking and relaxing all at once. His toes finally able to uncurl, releasing the sheets. Beautiful. "Fuckin beautiful..."

-------------------------- Am I too gentle? Or is it just me? Want more anyone?