No Strings Attached (Murdoc x Fem!Reader)

Chapter 2: Dressing Room

(continuing the smut)

"Well what do we have here~" he chuckles, moving closer. "Mind if I help with that?"

Your face lights up all shades of red as you back up, ending up against a wall. He puts your arms either side of you and chuckles as you squirm.

"I heard you moaning my name, love~" he speaks, moving closer to your ear as he does so, leaving a little kiss on it. "So this is what you do to yourself? At the thought of me? Aren't you a little slut." He exaggerates the word slut as you feel him smirk against your neck, leaving shivers down your spine. You can't help but try to thrust your hips up against your leg as he spoke. "Oh you like that, don't you?"

He starts sucking on your neck, leaving you whimpering. You couldn't quite register in your brain what was happening, and for all you knew it could be a fever dream, but what you did know is you needed it.

He grasped your hand, bringing it to his bulge. "You caused this, I hope you know you're fixing it." He grinded your hand against it and let out a grunt, causing you to gasp lightly, looking away. "You're fine with this, right?" He asks, stopping the movement until you nod as if your life depended on it.

He pulled his pants down, taking his boxers with it. You gaze at his length, your eyes rolling back at the sight. "Look at you, so needy~ so needy for me, yeah?"

You nod furiously, your face practically glowing red. You probably looked like you were about to explode. You take your shaky hands and pull your pants and underwear down too. "Please-.. please put it in-.." you somehow get out, bringing your hand to cover your mouth afterwards.

"Oh boy, you're such a mess for me, aren't you~" he chuckles, you can barely muster out a half hearted 'whatever.' he lifts you up against the wall and pulls out a condom from his pocket; go figure he'd have one ready. What shocked you is he also pulled out a small bottle of lube, how nobody noticed it was in his pocket really intrigued you. He poured some lube onto his hand and jerked off a bit to get it on his dick before sliding the condom on, he put some on that too.

Then he took what was on his fingers and took them to the outside of your hole, making you squirm and whimper like crazy. He stuck them in and curled them inside you, lubing you up. You thrust your hips to the motion he was doing, but he abruptly stopped. You were confused for a moment and we're about to say something but he flipped you around and slammed you on the table. In the corner of your eye you saw him pull out his phone, type something, click send, and then threw it to who knows where before thrusting into you.

You can't help but let out a loud moan as he pounds into you, not letting you adjust. Good thing you like it rough. He relentlessly goes at it, trying slightly different angles until he finds that spot that drives you crazy. And trust me, he knew when he found it because you moaned the loudest you ever had, not having time to process what was happening to hold it in. He kept at that spot, going faster and harder as the moments flew by like nothing.

The room was filled with skin slapping and loud moans as he clawed into your hips for stability. You couldn't help but enjoy that feeling. It made you feel so fucking good. Murdoc kept muttering things like, "You're so tight," "moan my name," and other miscellaneous swears. You couldn't help but moan, the poor attempts of holding it in like holding your breath, biting your lip, or covering your mouth, were all stopped ammediately by Murdoc with the words "Let me hear you darling~". I mean, who could say no to that?

As Murdoc continued thrusting hard into you, he brought his hand down and massaged your clit as hard as he could, sending you over the edge. You started releasing with a loud string of moans, your tongue hanging out. It went all over Murdocs hand, his dick, the side of the counter, everywhere. The sight pushed Murdoc to cumming, "HAIL SATAN!", he shouted as he came, letting out a loud groan as he rolls his hips to ride out his orgasm. He pulls out, discards the condom into the nearby trash, and looks you in the eye.

(Smut over)

"Fuck.. you're so good for me." He chuckled as you tried to stabilize yourself but ended up falling into his arms. "It's alri' baby." He spoke, lifting you up bridal style and setting you on the counter. "Whatdaya say we uh.. do this again?" He asks, more begging with his eyes. And again, how could you say no to that voice.

"H-hell yeah we should.." you stutter out, looking at him intently.

"Good, but nobody knows about this. It's more fun in secret~ and this doesn't mean a relationship, just two people tryna get off, got it?" He half asks half threatens, you couldn't tell what his mood was in that moment.

"Yes sir." You chuckle and grasp onto him. "Do you think they left without us?"

Murdoc grabs his phone from the floor and says, "oh I told em too. Don't worry, I have my car here. We can take that to the party, if youre up to it. Eheh. Someone can't walk."

"Hey! I can walk if I wanted to!" He told you to prove him wrong and you did just that, standing up, walking two feet, and then collapsing in his arms once more.

"How about I just bring you to my car and I'll help you walk around while you're there. Okay? Okay."