Son Of A Preacher Man (11/?)
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million_starTitle: Son Of A Preacher Man (11/?)
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millionstar
Pairing: Belldom, AU
Rating: This part, NC-17
Warnings: Language, Sudden Southern Drawls, Tight Blue Jeans.
Summary: AU Belldom, set in the Deep American South. Enough said, y'all.
Feedback: Is welcome & appreciated, if you're so inclined. :)
Archive: Links only.
Disclaimer: I don't own Muse, no $$ being made, and this is fiction. Title taken lovingly from the song of the same name.
Author's note: As always, eternal thanks to my lovely, dear ladiesdolce_piccante, myz_bee and frolicandfall for constant inspiration, love and support. BTW,lalalive23 is uber smexy.
And as always, HUGE thanks to my girl M,captivemuse for her help in all thangs Southern. Your assistance is critical and greatly appreciated, and a case of Cheerwine is headed your way, girl! <3
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The shrill ringing of Matthew's alarm clock cut through the still quiet of the morning.
The brunet groaned and reached blindly for the offending gadget, hitting the snooze button before collapsing back onto his pillow. He smiled when a warm, strong arm wound its way around his waist and pulled him close. That was something new; something that Matthew had never before experienced in his bed, but it was also one that he knew he could get used to quickly.
"Mmm, still dark out," Dominic muttered, Matthew turning to face him. "What time is it?"
"4:15," came the whispered answer, which was followed by a soft kiss to the blond's mouth.
"That's fuckin' early!"
Matthew giggled at Dominic's sudden outburst, Dominic poking his arm playfully in response. "Y'don't have to get up, y'can stay here and sleep as long as ya need."
"But," Dominic replied huskily, "ain't gonna be no fun sleepin' here alone." He bit Matthew's shoulder playfully. "Y'got a few more minutes, yeah?"
"More'n a few for you."
"Then c'mere, blue eyes."
The use of his pet name, here in his bed, in the darkened room, made Matthew tremble as the two of them laid face-to-face and kissed again. Matthew moved even closer and it was only then that he felt something pressing into his hip.
"Y'feel so fuckin' good," Matthew whispered, climbing on top of the blond, Dominic swallowing hard. Just as Matthew's lips began to kiss lightly at the blond's neck they were interrupted by a whimpering outside the bedroom door.
"Shit. Daisy needs to go out I reckon." He leaned in, kissing Dominic softly before hopping up. "Be right back."
Dominic wolf-whistled as Matthew padded away naked, the brunet giggling happily. When the door closed Dominic stretched and turned over, delighted that he could smell Matthew on his pillow; he inhaled deeply. He grinned into the fabric, biting his lip. It was a simple thing, he reckoned, to sleep in a bed - people did it all the time. But this was different.
This was Matthew's bed.
He exhaled shakily.
The door opened quietly and Matthew got back into bed, this time throwing a thin sheet over the both of them. He moved closer, covering the blond's body with his own. "Sorry bout that."
"Ain't nothin' to be sorry for," Dominic replied, rolling them. "I ain't usually up at," he glanced at the clock, "4:22 in the mornin', but ain't no place I'd rather be." Their lips met hotly, their bare legs sliding together. Dominic shifted, their cocks making delicious contact when he did. They both gasped, Matthew wide-eyed, when Dominic paused before slowly rolling his hips experimentally.
"Fuck," Matthew whispered, rocking into the blond, "don't stop."
But Dominic did stop, his brow furrowing. "But I..."
"What?"
"Am I goin' too fast?" The question came softly, Dominic stroking Matthew's shoulder with one fingertip. "I mean, I reckon it's too late to be askin' that. I just... I don't wanna... shit, I don't even know what I mean."
"Hey," Matthew replied, "stop worryin'. Yeah?" He smiled, his eyes searching Dominic's face. "Ain't no need, okay? Promise."
"'Kay," the blond smiled.
They kissed again, eager to continue what they'd started. Dominic rocked gently against Matthew's body, pleasure shooting through his form every time his cock made contact with Matthew's. Finding leverage, though, was hard, and Dominic held tightly to the brunet, intent on creating more friction as well as increasing the speed of his movements.
Strong hands wound around his back and caressed the skin there, drifting south until they were cupping Dominic's cheeks. Matthew tried to grind upward into Dominic's movements but couldn't seem to create a satisfying rhythm. He blushed, not knowing how to proceed.
"Show me?" he panted into Dominic's mouth. "Show me what to do."
Instantly the blond wrapped his arms around Matthew and turned onto his side, bringing Matthew's body with him. He gripped Matthew's ass and pulled him forward sharply, the brunet moaning as their hard, wet cocks made contact again. Dominic gave an answering thrust of his own and waited for Matthew to do the same. "Like this. Move against me."
Matthew did as instructed, his eyes fluttering shut as his cock slid against Dominic's again. Dominic gritted his teeth, wrapping one leg around Matthew's, grinding furiously.
"Fuck! Ohhh, do it again."
"L-like this?" Matthew gasped as he began to move faster. He moaned in pleasure, Dominic kissing his lips again, the bedsprings beginning to squeak with effort.
"Just like that. Faster," Dominic panted, "y'feel so good."
They moved together, increasingly faster, whispered words of instruction and desire filling the air between them. Being face to face allowed them to watch each other as they came. Dominic came first, Matthew finally getting an up close look at wide, light-filled grey eyes for a fleeting moment, until they fluttered shut in ecstacy. That, paired with the feeling of Dominic coming wet and hard against Matthew's chest was all that the brunet needed to trigger his own orgasm. He pushed Dominic over, onto his pillow, and pumped his hips even harder, the blond watching, wide-eyed, loving the look of Matthew on top of him, riding out his orgasm.
Finally, Matthew stilled, collapsing, their come-soaked fronts sliding together. Dominic held him tight, kissing his ear.
"That," Matthew panted into Dominic's mouth, sweat dripping from his brow, "was... I've never... ohhhh."
"Matthew," Dominic said quietly, his chest still heaving. The brunet looked up.
"Yeah?"
"Thank you. I," he shook his head with a bashful smile, "I love this."
"So do I," Matthew whispered, kissing his mouth lightly.
Dominic glanced at the clock. "I bet you gotta go soon, don't you?"
"Yeah, I'd better get in the shower now."
"Want some company?" Dominic teased, wiggling his eyebrows. Matthew laughed.
"If you come in there with me I'll never get to work! Be right back." The blond stretched and closed his eyes.
Once Matthew emerged from the bathroom, a cloud of sweet-smelling steam following him, Dominic forced his eyes open.
"I should go, I don't feel right bein' here when you ain't."
"Nah, it's so early, just sleep as long as ya like, yeah?" Matthew said, grabbing Stella's keys and running his hand through his freshly-washed hair. He paused, cocking his head.
Dominic's lips curled in a sleepy smile. "What?"
The brunet sat down next to Dominic and leaned down, kissing him one last time, taking his hand. "Y'look damned good in my bed, is all." Dominic inhaled the sweet scent of Matthew's soap and groaned.
"Stay."
"Can't, sorry."
"Fine," Dominic pouted, curling against his pillow, "can I call ya later on?"
"Y'better," Matthew replied with a grin, kissing Dominic's open palm gently. He released the blond's hand and stood. "Get some rest. And don't worry, I'll take Daisy with me to the store."
"Good!" Dominic said, louder than he'd intended to. Matthew raised an eyebrow, the blond backpedaling. "I just.... hell, Matty, I'm scared of her!" Walking to the door with a giggle, Matthew stopped once he'd reached it and turned around.
He couldn't help but be taken with the sight of Dominic, naked, lying in his bed, a sleepy yet sexy smile on his gorgeous face.
He didn't want to leave. But he had responsibilities; he had to.
"Talk later," he whispered, forcing the door open.
"Damn right," came Dominic's reply as he watched Matthew walk away.
As soon as the door closed Dominic turned onto his belly and got comfortable. He pulled Matthew's pillow close and held it to his chest. Eyes closed, he let his body relax as he listened to Matthew gathering Daisy, listened as they descended the steps, and listened as Stella came to life and took the two of them into town.
He had just drifted back to sleep when he heard the front door opening; he was dimly aware that he should be happy and wake up, because clearly Matthew had forgotten something. At least, he was certain to get another kiss out of it! The bedroom door opened and the sound of a sharp gasp woke Dominic up completely. He turned over, grinning, and stared into Annie Bellamy's eyes.
"Oh shit!"
Matthew's mother was holding a basket of laundry, an amused look on her face.
"Mornin', sunshine."
He scrambled; the realization that Matthew's mama had just walked in on him sleeping, naked, in her son's bed. In his haste to wrap the sheet around his body to cover himself he slid off the side of the bed, landing on his head. Luckily for him, though, he recovered quickly and was soon perched at the end of the bed, crossing his legs primly, his hands folded in his lap.
"Mornin', ma'am," he squeaked nervously.
"I didn't mean to pry, I was bringin' Matty's clean clothes up for him, sorry 'bout that!" She cocked her head suddenly, much the way Matthew had a few minutes earlier; if Dominic hadn't been so nervous he'd have found that quite sweet. "So, no tan lines, huh? I mean, I couldn't help but see just now!"
Dominic's cheeks turned purple. He thought he might actually die of embarrassment; then again, death might be better than his boyfriend's mama seeing his bare ass.
Boyfriend? Is that what he was? Dominic liked to think so already; he shook his head, forcing himself to concentrate on the situation at hand.
"I'm sorry you had to see my, I mean-"
"Please, boy. You think I ain't seen my fair share of ass? Believe me, I have!" Much to his horror, she sat down next to him on the bed, the clothes basket still in her lap. "I always wanted to try sunbathing in the nude," she began.
"Erm..."
"Mind you, I've sunbathed topless before..."
"Oh God, please stop," Dominic whispered to himself, horrified.
"Anyway!" she said brightly, standing, "I'd better get down to the shop and start breakfast! You get some rest, Dominic." She put the clothes basket on the chair in the corner and waved to the blond. "Talk to you soon!"
"Okay!" Dominic replied, much louder, again, than he'd intended to. It was only when he heard the front door shut that he fell back onto the bed with a groan, his hands over his face.
Outside, Annie Bellamy sat on the bottom step and laughed harder than she had in a long time. She had to admit that it was a little surprising that Matthew and Dominic were going as fast as they seemed to be, but she was just happy for her son - and she knew, she just knew that it was gonna be fun teasing Dominic every chance she could. He made it too damn easy.
She wiped her eyes and walked toward her car.
* * * *
Jacob patted him on the shoulder. "Matty! How'd it go? You have a good time out with Dominic last night?"
"Yeah, I did, daddy," he smiled. "A real good time!"
"I'm glad, son, real glad." The older man beamed as a customer came in the front door. He squeezed his son's shoulder with a grin and went to wait on the woman at the counter. Matthew, still daydreaming about they way he'd woken up this morning, didn't hear his mother come up behind him.
"So, does he snore?" Annie smirked.
Matthew dropped the case of Cheerwine he'd been holding.
"Mama!" he hissed, blushing fiercely.
"Okay, okay!" She held her hands up. "Ain't none of my business!"
"Mama, please."
"I was surprised to see his truck outside when I got up this mornin'."
"Oh," Matthew began, "well-"
"Listen, son," she said, smiling, "it's none of my business. You're an adult, you can do whatever you see fit. Okay? You don't owe me any explanations. Ever." She looked up. "Ah, I need to talk to your daddy, be right back."
Impulsively, Matthew hugged her suddenly, tightly. "Love you, mama."
"Love you more, baby," she smiled.
He leaned down, picking up the bottles, placing them on the shelves. He heard his father shout "What?" and raised his head curiously. He could see his mother whispering furiously to his father, then the two of them bursting out in giggles. Jacob actually had to pull the handkerchief from his overall pocket and wipe his eyes.
"The hell?" their son muttered.
"But wait," Annie giggled, "it gets better!" She whispered to him again and that was when the giggles turned into full-blown hysterical laughter. They both fell into the counter, their laughter carrying across the store, Annie pounding the counter top with her fist.
"Hmm. S'weird," Matthew mused with a shrug before going back to work.
Author:
millionstarPairing: Belldom, AU
Rating: This part, NC-17
Warnings: Language, Sudden Southern Drawls, Tight Blue Jeans.
Summary: AU Belldom, set in the Deep American South. Enough said, y'all.
Feedback: Is welcome & appreciated, if you're so inclined. :)
Archive: Links only.
Disclaimer: I don't own Muse, no $$ being made, and this is fiction. Title taken lovingly from the song of the same name.
Author's note: As always, eternal thanks to my lovely, dear ladies
dolce_piccante, myz_bee and frolicandfall for constant inspiration, love and support. BTW,lalalive23 is uber smexy. And as always, HUGE thanks to my girl M,
captivemuse for her help in all thangs Southern. Your assistance is critical and greatly appreciated, and a case of Cheerwine is headed your way, girl! <3 One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten
The shrill ringing of Matthew's alarm clock cut through the still quiet of the morning.
The brunet groaned and reached blindly for the offending gadget, hitting the snooze button before collapsing back onto his pillow. He smiled when a warm, strong arm wound its way around his waist and pulled him close. That was something new; something that Matthew had never before experienced in his bed, but it was also one that he knew he could get used to quickly.
"Mmm, still dark out," Dominic muttered, Matthew turning to face him. "What time is it?"
"4:15," came the whispered answer, which was followed by a soft kiss to the blond's mouth.
"That's fuckin' early!"
Matthew giggled at Dominic's sudden outburst, Dominic poking his arm playfully in response. "Y'don't have to get up, y'can stay here and sleep as long as ya need."
"But," Dominic replied huskily, "ain't gonna be no fun sleepin' here alone." He bit Matthew's shoulder playfully. "Y'got a few more minutes, yeah?"
"More'n a few for you."
"Then c'mere, blue eyes."
The use of his pet name, here in his bed, in the darkened room, made Matthew tremble as the two of them laid face-to-face and kissed again. Matthew moved even closer and it was only then that he felt something pressing into his hip.
"Y'feel so fuckin' good," Matthew whispered, climbing on top of the blond, Dominic swallowing hard. Just as Matthew's lips began to kiss lightly at the blond's neck they were interrupted by a whimpering outside the bedroom door.
"Shit. Daisy needs to go out I reckon." He leaned in, kissing Dominic softly before hopping up. "Be right back."
Dominic wolf-whistled as Matthew padded away naked, the brunet giggling happily. When the door closed Dominic stretched and turned over, delighted that he could smell Matthew on his pillow; he inhaled deeply. He grinned into the fabric, biting his lip. It was a simple thing, he reckoned, to sleep in a bed - people did it all the time. But this was different.
This was Matthew's bed.
He exhaled shakily.
The door opened quietly and Matthew got back into bed, this time throwing a thin sheet over the both of them. He moved closer, covering the blond's body with his own. "Sorry bout that."
"Ain't nothin' to be sorry for," Dominic replied, rolling them. "I ain't usually up at," he glanced at the clock, "4:22 in the mornin', but ain't no place I'd rather be." Their lips met hotly, their bare legs sliding together. Dominic shifted, their cocks making delicious contact when he did. They both gasped, Matthew wide-eyed, when Dominic paused before slowly rolling his hips experimentally.
"Fuck," Matthew whispered, rocking into the blond, "don't stop."
But Dominic did stop, his brow furrowing. "But I..."
"What?"
"Am I goin' too fast?" The question came softly, Dominic stroking Matthew's shoulder with one fingertip. "I mean, I reckon it's too late to be askin' that. I just... I don't wanna... shit, I don't even know what I mean."
"Hey," Matthew replied, "stop worryin'. Yeah?" He smiled, his eyes searching Dominic's face. "Ain't no need, okay? Promise."
"'Kay," the blond smiled.
They kissed again, eager to continue what they'd started. Dominic rocked gently against Matthew's body, pleasure shooting through his form every time his cock made contact with Matthew's. Finding leverage, though, was hard, and Dominic held tightly to the brunet, intent on creating more friction as well as increasing the speed of his movements.
Strong hands wound around his back and caressed the skin there, drifting south until they were cupping Dominic's cheeks. Matthew tried to grind upward into Dominic's movements but couldn't seem to create a satisfying rhythm. He blushed, not knowing how to proceed.
"Show me?" he panted into Dominic's mouth. "Show me what to do."
Instantly the blond wrapped his arms around Matthew and turned onto his side, bringing Matthew's body with him. He gripped Matthew's ass and pulled him forward sharply, the brunet moaning as their hard, wet cocks made contact again. Dominic gave an answering thrust of his own and waited for Matthew to do the same. "Like this. Move against me."
Matthew did as instructed, his eyes fluttering shut as his cock slid against Dominic's again. Dominic gritted his teeth, wrapping one leg around Matthew's, grinding furiously.
"Fuck! Ohhh, do it again."
"L-like this?" Matthew gasped as he began to move faster. He moaned in pleasure, Dominic kissing his lips again, the bedsprings beginning to squeak with effort.
"Just like that. Faster," Dominic panted, "y'feel so good."
They moved together, increasingly faster, whispered words of instruction and desire filling the air between them. Being face to face allowed them to watch each other as they came. Dominic came first, Matthew finally getting an up close look at wide, light-filled grey eyes for a fleeting moment, until they fluttered shut in ecstacy. That, paired with the feeling of Dominic coming wet and hard against Matthew's chest was all that the brunet needed to trigger his own orgasm. He pushed Dominic over, onto his pillow, and pumped his hips even harder, the blond watching, wide-eyed, loving the look of Matthew on top of him, riding out his orgasm.
Finally, Matthew stilled, collapsing, their come-soaked fronts sliding together. Dominic held him tight, kissing his ear.
"That," Matthew panted into Dominic's mouth, sweat dripping from his brow, "was... I've never... ohhhh."
"Matthew," Dominic said quietly, his chest still heaving. The brunet looked up.
"Yeah?"
"Thank you. I," he shook his head with a bashful smile, "I love this."
"So do I," Matthew whispered, kissing his mouth lightly.
Dominic glanced at the clock. "I bet you gotta go soon, don't you?"
"Yeah, I'd better get in the shower now."
"Want some company?" Dominic teased, wiggling his eyebrows. Matthew laughed.
"If you come in there with me I'll never get to work! Be right back." The blond stretched and closed his eyes.
Once Matthew emerged from the bathroom, a cloud of sweet-smelling steam following him, Dominic forced his eyes open.
"I should go, I don't feel right bein' here when you ain't."
"Nah, it's so early, just sleep as long as ya like, yeah?" Matthew said, grabbing Stella's keys and running his hand through his freshly-washed hair. He paused, cocking his head.
Dominic's lips curled in a sleepy smile. "What?"
The brunet sat down next to Dominic and leaned down, kissing him one last time, taking his hand. "Y'look damned good in my bed, is all." Dominic inhaled the sweet scent of Matthew's soap and groaned.
"Stay."
"Can't, sorry."
"Fine," Dominic pouted, curling against his pillow, "can I call ya later on?"
"Y'better," Matthew replied with a grin, kissing Dominic's open palm gently. He released the blond's hand and stood. "Get some rest. And don't worry, I'll take Daisy with me to the store."
"Good!" Dominic said, louder than he'd intended to. Matthew raised an eyebrow, the blond backpedaling. "I just.... hell, Matty, I'm scared of her!" Walking to the door with a giggle, Matthew stopped once he'd reached it and turned around.
He couldn't help but be taken with the sight of Dominic, naked, lying in his bed, a sleepy yet sexy smile on his gorgeous face.
He didn't want to leave. But he had responsibilities; he had to.
"Talk later," he whispered, forcing the door open.
"Damn right," came Dominic's reply as he watched Matthew walk away.
As soon as the door closed Dominic turned onto his belly and got comfortable. He pulled Matthew's pillow close and held it to his chest. Eyes closed, he let his body relax as he listened to Matthew gathering Daisy, listened as they descended the steps, and listened as Stella came to life and took the two of them into town.
He had just drifted back to sleep when he heard the front door opening; he was dimly aware that he should be happy and wake up, because clearly Matthew had forgotten something. At least, he was certain to get another kiss out of it! The bedroom door opened and the sound of a sharp gasp woke Dominic up completely. He turned over, grinning, and stared into Annie Bellamy's eyes.
"Oh shit!"
Matthew's mother was holding a basket of laundry, an amused look on her face.
"Mornin', sunshine."
He scrambled; the realization that Matthew's mama had just walked in on him sleeping, naked, in her son's bed. In his haste to wrap the sheet around his body to cover himself he slid off the side of the bed, landing on his head. Luckily for him, though, he recovered quickly and was soon perched at the end of the bed, crossing his legs primly, his hands folded in his lap.
"Mornin', ma'am," he squeaked nervously.
"I didn't mean to pry, I was bringin' Matty's clean clothes up for him, sorry 'bout that!" She cocked her head suddenly, much the way Matthew had a few minutes earlier; if Dominic hadn't been so nervous he'd have found that quite sweet. "So, no tan lines, huh? I mean, I couldn't help but see just now!"
Dominic's cheeks turned purple. He thought he might actually die of embarrassment; then again, death might be better than his boyfriend's mama seeing his bare ass.
Boyfriend? Is that what he was? Dominic liked to think so already; he shook his head, forcing himself to concentrate on the situation at hand.
"I'm sorry you had to see my, I mean-"
"Please, boy. You think I ain't seen my fair share of ass? Believe me, I have!" Much to his horror, she sat down next to him on the bed, the clothes basket still in her lap. "I always wanted to try sunbathing in the nude," she began.
"Erm..."
"Mind you, I've sunbathed topless before..."
"Oh God, please stop," Dominic whispered to himself, horrified.
"Anyway!" she said brightly, standing, "I'd better get down to the shop and start breakfast! You get some rest, Dominic." She put the clothes basket on the chair in the corner and waved to the blond. "Talk to you soon!"
"Okay!" Dominic replied, much louder, again, than he'd intended to. It was only when he heard the front door shut that he fell back onto the bed with a groan, his hands over his face.
Outside, Annie Bellamy sat on the bottom step and laughed harder than she had in a long time. She had to admit that it was a little surprising that Matthew and Dominic were going as fast as they seemed to be, but she was just happy for her son - and she knew, she just knew that it was gonna be fun teasing Dominic every chance she could. He made it too damn easy.
She wiped her eyes and walked toward her car.
* * * *
Jacob patted him on the shoulder. "Matty! How'd it go? You have a good time out with Dominic last night?"
"Yeah, I did, daddy," he smiled. "A real good time!"
"I'm glad, son, real glad." The older man beamed as a customer came in the front door. He squeezed his son's shoulder with a grin and went to wait on the woman at the counter. Matthew, still daydreaming about they way he'd woken up this morning, didn't hear his mother come up behind him.
"So, does he snore?" Annie smirked.
Matthew dropped the case of Cheerwine he'd been holding.
"Mama!" he hissed, blushing fiercely.
"Okay, okay!" She held her hands up. "Ain't none of my business!"
"Mama, please."
"I was surprised to see his truck outside when I got up this mornin'."
"Oh," Matthew began, "well-"
"Listen, son," she said, smiling, "it's none of my business. You're an adult, you can do whatever you see fit. Okay? You don't owe me any explanations. Ever." She looked up. "Ah, I need to talk to your daddy, be right back."
Impulsively, Matthew hugged her suddenly, tightly. "Love you, mama."
"Love you more, baby," she smiled.
He leaned down, picking up the bottles, placing them on the shelves. He heard his father shout "What?" and raised his head curiously. He could see his mother whispering furiously to his father, then the two of them bursting out in giggles. Jacob actually had to pull the handkerchief from his overall pocket and wipe his eyes.
"The hell?" their son muttered.
"But wait," Annie giggled, "it gets better!" She whispered to him again and that was when the giggles turned into full-blown hysterical laughter. They both fell into the counter, their laughter carrying across the store, Annie pounding the counter top with her fist.
"Hmm. S'weird," Matthew mused with a shrug before going back to work.
