The Pleasure Principle (Twenty-Four/?)
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Title: The Pleasure Principle (Twenty-Four/?)
Author:
millionstar
Pairing: Belldom, AU
Rating: NC 17 overall, to be safe
Warnings: This part: slight smut, language.
Summary: Our boys are porn stars. Wait, why are you laughing?
Feedback: Is lovely, if you're so inclined. :)
Archive: Links only.
Disclaimer: I don't own Muse, no offense intended, this never happened, and no money is being made. 'Tis fiction, after all. Silver Star Studios and its inhabitants, however, are all mine. Eternal thanks to
dolce_piccante,
myz_bee,
captivemuse &
lalalive23 for support & general badassness. You all mean so much to me. &hearts
Prologue | One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten | Eleven | Twelve | Thirteen | Fourteen-a | Fourteen-b | Fifteen | Sixteen | Seventeen | Eighteen | Nineteen | Twenty | Twenty-One | Twenty-Two | Twenty-Three
"Morning, Matthew, dearest!" Carson booms the instant I get out of my car.
"Good day, sir, good day," I bow, winking.
Carson laughs easily and falls in step beside me. "Caffeine?" he asks, nodding in the direction of the cafe one block from Silver Star that most of us visit in the mornings for a fix. I nod eagerly and we make our way down the street.
"How the hell are you? Haven't seen you in a few days. Kinda miss you, you know."
"Miss me? Oh! Like, you mean, in the three minutes every day you aren't attached to Tom's hip?" I tease.
He blushes. "Can't help it. Our Mr. Kirk is, well, something else. But seriously, I miss us, you know? You and me and-"
"And David," I finish quietly. "I know. I miss it too." Actually, before one Dominic Howard came along, we were pretty much inseparable, the three musketeers. The three musketeers of porn, that is. Or something. I just hope that we can get back to that sense of friendship that we shared for so long. I feel like we can.
"Yeah. He's okay, though. Said to tell you hi."
I trip over the curb in my shock at the news that Carson's heard from David so quickly.
"You talked to him? Is he okay? Where did he go? Do you-"
Carson looks at me sheepishly, putting both hands up. "He just shot me a quick text. I didn't pry."
"Oh. As long as he's alright..."
"Exactly," Carson smiles, looping one arm through my own. The friendly gesture warms me deeply, and I put one hand on his arm protectively as we walk. "So, I've spent alot of time at your flat lately, and I couldn't help but notice that you've been mysteriously absent. Spill. Is Dominic a moaner or a grunter?"
"Stop it."
"Does he like it rough?"
"Carson," I hiss, blushing furiously as we pass an elderly couple in front of the newsstand. The gentleman nods at us and Carson straightens up and bows to the woman, both of them giggling.
"Good morning, lovely lady!" he smiles. I have to shake my head; Carson is, as always, a charmer. Kind and wonderful; actually, a perfect match for Tom. He again links our arms together and we continue walking toward the cafe.
"Now, where was I? Right, Dominic! Does he like to be spanked and called daddy? To be fucked on all fours while he calls you Stanley?"
"Will you stop it!" I laugh, punching him in the arm.
"What?" he says innocently. "Just wanted to take some notes! I may have to, one day, fuck him senseless myself. One never knows! Or hell, he may have to fuck me senseless. Which reminds me, I need to get waxed again, and soon."
His words stop me in my tracks, my heart hammering in my chest. Not the words about his pubes; no, the other words.
"Matthew? What's up?"
I look at him, swallowing tightly with a shrug.
"Hey," he says softly, "I was just kidding around."
"I know. Don't pay me any mind, I'm being ridiculous," I sigh. "I'm being a jealous idiot, not to mention an unprofessional one." Carson releases my arm to hold the door to the cafe open for me. As the two of us get in line, he turns to me, worry dotting his face.
"You do realize, though, that it's a possibility, right?"
"Of course." I glance quickly at him once, then aim my gaze squarely at the black and white checkerboard floor.
"How serious are you guys? If I can ask, I mean?"
"I've fallen pretty fast here, Carson. I'm smitten."
"And Dominic?"
"I- I don't know. I'd like to think he's interested in me. Hell, he brought me Happy Cocoa Stars in bed. That has to count for something, yeah?"
"Hell yes, it does," he grins. "And your instinct is screaming out to you to keep him all to yourself, to not share him. Believe me, I understand." He chuckles for a beat and looks away.
"What?"
"I was just thinking."
"Aboooooout?" I tease. "My mind-reading skills aren't up to par today."
"I mean, that well, you and I have... you know."
"I remember."
"And, I mean... we managed okay, you know? I know it's different, we were never a couple, but still, we had just met and I knew I wanted you to be my friend. And I never told you this, but I did wonder if maybe it would prevent that very thing from happening. I'm glad it didn't, though."
I smile again, resting my head on his shoulder. "I'm glad too." A lady standing in the line next to us sniffs disapprovingly at me; in response I raise one eyebrow and smirk.
That's right, Carson and I have, in fact, been intimate onscreen.
The first scenes I ever filmed at Silver Star were with him, actually. We'd known each other only two days before the script called for me to sink to my knees and wrap my lips around his cock.
I've got him pressed against the wall, the two of us writhing against each other. For maximum effect I try to remember not to cover his arse with my hands, seeing as how the cameras are going in for a close-up.
"Fuck, you're a big boy, aren't you?" I purr, trying to conceal the fact that I'm so fucking scared I could puke. I close my eyes as Carson and I kiss, trying to just go with the flow. I actually succeed for a few moments as I continue to stroke him slowly. "You feel so good in my hand."
"But," he replies, his lips ghosting softly against my own, "I I'd feel even better in that wet mouth of yours." I shiver when he grins against my face, placing a few hot kisses to my cheek, enabling me to fall further into the moment. "In fact, I fucking know I would. So how about you open up and drink me down, gorgeous?"
"Every fucking drop," I whisper, sinking to my knees.
"I don't know how you put up with me, really. I was so damned nervous!" I reminisce, collecting our lattes from the counter.
"Yeah, you were. I was there when you bit my dick while attempting to suck me off. That's the kind of horror that stays with a man."
I spit coffee everywhere, Carson nodding politely to a young woman sitting alone at the table next to us. I have to think that he winked at her by the way she's blushing and giggling.
"You swore," I hiss dramatically, "to never speak of that again!"
Carson's doing everything perfectly, moaning my name (which, that day, was Lance) as he fucks my mouth with a gusto I've never encountered before. Through the nerves, in the back of my mind I realize that if I'm keeping him turned on like this then I must not be too bad at it. Advantage, Matthew. I mean, Lance.
But then he angles his hips a certain way and I take him even deeper down my throat. Even though I knew already that he was a good eight inches, I'm not prepared for it and I not only gag, but I bite down on him as I try to catch my breath, Carson yelping and backing away from me, doubled over.
"Oh my holy fucking god he bit it! My dick! I can't look. Is it okay? Get me to make-up!"
"Hmm, does Dominic know you have dickbiting tendencies? Has that come up yet? Pun intended, by the way."
I'd like to be able to tell you that I handled this situation with grace and aplomb. I wish I could tell you that. Instead, I ran and hid in the dressing room, still naked ,and tried to breathe. In no time at all, though, the door opened and Carson came in.
"Matthew, what are you doing?"
"I'm so sorry. I'll get my things."
"Why?"
I ignore him and walk over to the closet with the intent of finding something to wear but he's right behind me, his hands on my shoulders as he spins me around.
"Mate, listen, you can't let what just happened stop you from doing this. It's fine, I promise!"
"It's humiliating," I mumble, my eyes on his nipples; I can't seem to make myself meet his eyes just yet.
"I know, it's a little overwhelming, isn't it?" He pauses then sighs dramatically. "My cock, I mean."
I try not to burst out laughing, but it's no good, and before I know what's happened the two of us are giggling like schoolboys. Carson lifts my chin with his fingers and smiles.
"C'mon, let's go do this."
I clear my throat loudly and roll my eyes at him, but he can't be stopped.
"But, look at you now," he goes on, "sucking cock like a pro. Brings a tear to the eye, it does. I'm just so proud!" He leans in, and much to my increasing horror levels, pinches my cheeks. "That's my big, special boy!"
"You have lost your fucking mind, you know."
"Perhaps. But I did take your mind off your little issue, didn't I?" he says cheekily. "Don't worry about Dominic and who he's with onscreen. Yeah? This is new, you and him. Don't overthink it, just enjoy it, my friend."
I open my mouth to say something devastatingly witty in response, but soon realize I've got nothing to come back with. He's right; he did distract me from the unwelcome thoughts that were bouncing around in my mind. His advice is sound and it's best to take it to heart.
"As badly as it pains me to say it, you're a smart cookie, Carson."
"Not true," he replies, taking my arm yet again with a grin as we walk out the door. "I'm a fucking genius!"
We part when we make it back to the studio, Carson strutting into make-up while I head to the dressing room to read through my lines for the day. Today I'm shooting scenes for a little project titled Afuckalypse Now, and I recline on the couch, leafing through the script when the door opens and much to my surprise, Lou walks in. He's decked out in lime green trousers, a bright orange shirt, and for some reason, lei of orchids around his neck.
"There's my boy!"
"Lou? Are you okay?"
"Course I am, love." He sits down in the chair across from me and runs a hand through his grey hair. "I just thought since Morton was gone that perhaps I'd better pop in here at the studio and see how things were going."
"Bored, huh?" I ask, smiling sympathetically at him.
He taps his foot impatiently against his chair and sighs. "Yes. God, yes. I'm losing my mind at the mansion."
"Nice lei. What's the occasion?"
Lou looks at me, blinking. "No occasion. Does a man need a reason to wear gorgeous flowers around his neck?"
We both turn to the door just in time to see Dominic enter the room. He smiles widely as we make eye contact, but as soon as he notices Lou's presence the smile is replaced with a look of hesitation. He actually takes a step backwards, his hand still on the doorknob, until Lou speaks up.
"Hello, Dominic! Come in!"
"I don't mean to interrupt," Dominic answers him politely. "I can talk to Matthew later."
"Don't be absurd! Come in, I said!"
"No, it's-"
"Get in here, boy," Lou spits, "now!"
Dominic jumps and slams the door, crossing the room. I don't even have to think about it, I instantly sit up and make room for him to sit down next to me. I steal a quick glance at him; I can't help myself, he's just gorgeous this morning. His eyes meet my own and we both smile. As he sits down next to me I notice that our hands, resting at our sides, are mere inches apart. Dominic's twitches nervously and I wonder if his hand is itching to reach for mine the way mine is itching to reach for his.
"What's this now?" Lou asks softly, glancing at me, then Dominic, then back to me.
Boldly, I reach for Dominic's hand and grasp it tightly. I can hear Dominic sigh when I do, and after a beat he squeezes my hand in kind. I bring our joined hands to my lips and kiss his knuckles lightly.
"Oh, how lovely," Lou whispers. "Just lovely. I had no idea!" A series of happy giggles escapes his lips and he actually claps his hands. "Brilliant!"
"Yeah," I reply, glancing at a blushing Dominic, "it kinda is!"
"Oh, I can't wait to tell Mort!"
"No, wait-"
"Whatever for? This is a happy occasion! I think we could use more of that around here!"
"I don't think Mort will be very happy when he realizes that we're seeing each other, Lou," Dominic offers gently.
Lou puts his phone down and stares at the two of us, confusion evident on his face. "Why would you say such a thing?"
"He's not exactly one of Dominic's fans, Lou," I begin.
"I'm sure he thinks Dominic is a fine actor! He's practically our biggest draw!"
"No. I didn't mean that kind of fan."
"Then what do you mean?"
"The man practically poisoned me," Dominic mutters beneath his breath.
"What?"
It's safe to say that I am prepared for none of this. I feel like someone's suckerpunched me in the gut, or kicked me in the balls, or used the last of my watermelon scented shampoo. Fuck, I hate when that happens.
"Lou, let me explain," I begin, only to be cut off by a very hurt Lou.
"How dare you, you... you Philistine!" he exclaims, pointing at Dominic "How can you say something so hateful and false?"
Dominic actually looks taken aback; he looks at me, his mouth open and winces. "I just-"
"Just nothing, boy!" Lou huffs and pouts in our direction. "Listen to you, you should be ashamed. And, you too Matthew?"
I blush under his scrutiny and clear my throat.
"I'm sorry," Dominic replies. "I meant no harm."
"But you've meant harm in the past, haven't you?"
Dominic pauses, his face turning a shade of bright pink. "I can explain though."
"What are you talking about, Lou?" I mumble.
"Morton didn't drug you with anything, Dominic," Lou announces calmly, inspecting his fingernails. "Damn, I need a manicure."
"How can you be so sure of that?"
"Because I did it, my dear boy."
Remember how I said that I wasn't really prepared for this? That fact is made evident yet again as my stomach rumbles audibly and, much to my horror, I burp loudly. Fucking coffee. Dominic turns to me, his face scrunched up in confusion before turning to Lou.
"Do what now?"
"I told you, I'm the one who dosed Dominic's juice that morning."
"But Lou!" I exclaim, eyes wide, "why?! You could have really hurt him!"
"Pish posh." He turned to Dominic. "You were in no real danger."
Dominic, to his credit, tries to remain calm as he answers Lou. "Perhaps, but the fact remains that they stuck a needle in my fucking dick, and it fucking hurt! What the hell did I ever do to you?"
"I loved that orchid."
"This is about Toppy?" I exclaim.
Dominic opens his mouth to speak, but closes it abruptly and turns to me slowly.
"It wasn't Mort," he whispers. "It wasn't Mort."
"Why would you have thought it was Morton?" Lou asks. "I don't understand."
Dominic and I exchange looks but remain silent.
"Would you two please trust me?" Lou pleads. "You won't talk to me, Mort won't talk to me. I'm trying to just trust you all, believe me, but do you know how frustrating this is? I don't know what's going on here, but I'm getting really tired of feeling like an outsider around my own family. I am begging you, both of you. Please. Maybe I can help in some way."
Dominic turns away at the word 'family', and Lou doesn't let that go without commenting on it.
"I mean you as well, when I say my family, Dominic. You're clearly important to Matthew, and that's good enough for me."
"So, you go around putting male enhancement drugs in your family members drinks?"
"Sticks and stones, Dominic," he replies softly. "If I recall correctly, I could have had you arrested for stealing documents from my home. I think it might be fair to say that the two of us have both done things we aren't proud of, don't you agree?" He stands suddenly, dialing a number on his phone.
"Of course it goes to his voice mail," he mutters, pacing around the small room. He looks me in the eye, pointedly, as he leaves his message. "Morton. Come back to us. Please. I'm done playing this game on your terms. This bullshit ends now. I'll give you two days to come home. After that, don't bother." He ends the call, sliding phone back into his pocket and walks away. At the door he turns back to a stunned and confused Dominic and myself, winking.
"Stay fabulous, boys."
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Pairing: Belldom, AU
Rating: NC 17 overall, to be safe
Warnings: This part: slight smut, language.
Summary: Our boys are porn stars. Wait, why are you laughing?
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Archive: Links only.
Disclaimer: I don't own Muse, no offense intended, this never happened, and no money is being made. 'Tis fiction, after all. Silver Star Studios and its inhabitants, however, are all mine. Eternal thanks to
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Prologue | One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten | Eleven | Twelve | Thirteen | Fourteen-a | Fourteen-b | Fifteen | Sixteen | Seventeen | Eighteen | Nineteen | Twenty | Twenty-One | Twenty-Two | Twenty-Three
"Morning, Matthew, dearest!" Carson booms the instant I get out of my car.
"Good day, sir, good day," I bow, winking.
Carson laughs easily and falls in step beside me. "Caffeine?" he asks, nodding in the direction of the cafe one block from Silver Star that most of us visit in the mornings for a fix. I nod eagerly and we make our way down the street.
"How the hell are you? Haven't seen you in a few days. Kinda miss you, you know."
"Miss me? Oh! Like, you mean, in the three minutes every day you aren't attached to Tom's hip?" I tease.
He blushes. "Can't help it. Our Mr. Kirk is, well, something else. But seriously, I miss us, you know? You and me and-"
"And David," I finish quietly. "I know. I miss it too." Actually, before one Dominic Howard came along, we were pretty much inseparable, the three musketeers. The three musketeers of porn, that is. Or something. I just hope that we can get back to that sense of friendship that we shared for so long. I feel like we can.
"Yeah. He's okay, though. Said to tell you hi."
I trip over the curb in my shock at the news that Carson's heard from David so quickly.
"You talked to him? Is he okay? Where did he go? Do you-"
Carson looks at me sheepishly, putting both hands up. "He just shot me a quick text. I didn't pry."
"Oh. As long as he's alright..."
"Exactly," Carson smiles, looping one arm through my own. The friendly gesture warms me deeply, and I put one hand on his arm protectively as we walk. "So, I've spent alot of time at your flat lately, and I couldn't help but notice that you've been mysteriously absent. Spill. Is Dominic a moaner or a grunter?"
"Stop it."
"Does he like it rough?"
"Carson," I hiss, blushing furiously as we pass an elderly couple in front of the newsstand. The gentleman nods at us and Carson straightens up and bows to the woman, both of them giggling.
"Good morning, lovely lady!" he smiles. I have to shake my head; Carson is, as always, a charmer. Kind and wonderful; actually, a perfect match for Tom. He again links our arms together and we continue walking toward the cafe.
"Now, where was I? Right, Dominic! Does he like to be spanked and called daddy? To be fucked on all fours while he calls you Stanley?"
"Will you stop it!" I laugh, punching him in the arm.
"What?" he says innocently. "Just wanted to take some notes! I may have to, one day, fuck him senseless myself. One never knows! Or hell, he may have to fuck me senseless. Which reminds me, I need to get waxed again, and soon."
His words stop me in my tracks, my heart hammering in my chest. Not the words about his pubes; no, the other words.
"Matthew? What's up?"
I look at him, swallowing tightly with a shrug.
"Hey," he says softly, "I was just kidding around."
"I know. Don't pay me any mind, I'm being ridiculous," I sigh. "I'm being a jealous idiot, not to mention an unprofessional one." Carson releases my arm to hold the door to the cafe open for me. As the two of us get in line, he turns to me, worry dotting his face.
"You do realize, though, that it's a possibility, right?"
"Of course." I glance quickly at him once, then aim my gaze squarely at the black and white checkerboard floor.
"How serious are you guys? If I can ask, I mean?"
"I've fallen pretty fast here, Carson. I'm smitten."
"And Dominic?"
"I- I don't know. I'd like to think he's interested in me. Hell, he brought me Happy Cocoa Stars in bed. That has to count for something, yeah?"
"Hell yes, it does," he grins. "And your instinct is screaming out to you to keep him all to yourself, to not share him. Believe me, I understand." He chuckles for a beat and looks away.
"What?"
"I was just thinking."
"Aboooooout?" I tease. "My mind-reading skills aren't up to par today."
"I mean, that well, you and I have... you know."
"I remember."
"And, I mean... we managed okay, you know? I know it's different, we were never a couple, but still, we had just met and I knew I wanted you to be my friend. And I never told you this, but I did wonder if maybe it would prevent that very thing from happening. I'm glad it didn't, though."
I smile again, resting my head on his shoulder. "I'm glad too." A lady standing in the line next to us sniffs disapprovingly at me; in response I raise one eyebrow and smirk.
That's right, Carson and I have, in fact, been intimate onscreen.
The first scenes I ever filmed at Silver Star were with him, actually. We'd known each other only two days before the script called for me to sink to my knees and wrap my lips around his cock.
I've got him pressed against the wall, the two of us writhing against each other. For maximum effect I try to remember not to cover his arse with my hands, seeing as how the cameras are going in for a close-up.
"Fuck, you're a big boy, aren't you?" I purr, trying to conceal the fact that I'm so fucking scared I could puke. I close my eyes as Carson and I kiss, trying to just go with the flow. I actually succeed for a few moments as I continue to stroke him slowly. "You feel so good in my hand."
"But," he replies, his lips ghosting softly against my own, "I I'd feel even better in that wet mouth of yours." I shiver when he grins against my face, placing a few hot kisses to my cheek, enabling me to fall further into the moment. "In fact, I fucking know I would. So how about you open up and drink me down, gorgeous?"
"Every fucking drop," I whisper, sinking to my knees.
"I don't know how you put up with me, really. I was so damned nervous!" I reminisce, collecting our lattes from the counter.
"Yeah, you were. I was there when you bit my dick while attempting to suck me off. That's the kind of horror that stays with a man."
I spit coffee everywhere, Carson nodding politely to a young woman sitting alone at the table next to us. I have to think that he winked at her by the way she's blushing and giggling.
"You swore," I hiss dramatically, "to never speak of that again!"
Carson's doing everything perfectly, moaning my name (which, that day, was Lance) as he fucks my mouth with a gusto I've never encountered before. Through the nerves, in the back of my mind I realize that if I'm keeping him turned on like this then I must not be too bad at it. Advantage, Matthew. I mean, Lance.
But then he angles his hips a certain way and I take him even deeper down my throat. Even though I knew already that he was a good eight inches, I'm not prepared for it and I not only gag, but I bite down on him as I try to catch my breath, Carson yelping and backing away from me, doubled over.
"Oh my holy fucking god he bit it! My dick! I can't look. Is it okay? Get me to make-up!"
"Hmm, does Dominic know you have dickbiting tendencies? Has that come up yet? Pun intended, by the way."
I'd like to be able to tell you that I handled this situation with grace and aplomb. I wish I could tell you that. Instead, I ran and hid in the dressing room, still naked ,and tried to breathe. In no time at all, though, the door opened and Carson came in.
"Matthew, what are you doing?"
"I'm so sorry. I'll get my things."
"Why?"
I ignore him and walk over to the closet with the intent of finding something to wear but he's right behind me, his hands on my shoulders as he spins me around.
"Mate, listen, you can't let what just happened stop you from doing this. It's fine, I promise!"
"It's humiliating," I mumble, my eyes on his nipples; I can't seem to make myself meet his eyes just yet.
"I know, it's a little overwhelming, isn't it?" He pauses then sighs dramatically. "My cock, I mean."
I try not to burst out laughing, but it's no good, and before I know what's happened the two of us are giggling like schoolboys. Carson lifts my chin with his fingers and smiles.
"C'mon, let's go do this."
I clear my throat loudly and roll my eyes at him, but he can't be stopped.
"But, look at you now," he goes on, "sucking cock like a pro. Brings a tear to the eye, it does. I'm just so proud!" He leans in, and much to my increasing horror levels, pinches my cheeks. "That's my big, special boy!"
"You have lost your fucking mind, you know."
"Perhaps. But I did take your mind off your little issue, didn't I?" he says cheekily. "Don't worry about Dominic and who he's with onscreen. Yeah? This is new, you and him. Don't overthink it, just enjoy it, my friend."
I open my mouth to say something devastatingly witty in response, but soon realize I've got nothing to come back with. He's right; he did distract me from the unwelcome thoughts that were bouncing around in my mind. His advice is sound and it's best to take it to heart.
"As badly as it pains me to say it, you're a smart cookie, Carson."
"Not true," he replies, taking my arm yet again with a grin as we walk out the door. "I'm a fucking genius!"
We part when we make it back to the studio, Carson strutting into make-up while I head to the dressing room to read through my lines for the day. Today I'm shooting scenes for a little project titled Afuckalypse Now, and I recline on the couch, leafing through the script when the door opens and much to my surprise, Lou walks in. He's decked out in lime green trousers, a bright orange shirt, and for some reason, lei of orchids around his neck.
"There's my boy!"
"Lou? Are you okay?"
"Course I am, love." He sits down in the chair across from me and runs a hand through his grey hair. "I just thought since Morton was gone that perhaps I'd better pop in here at the studio and see how things were going."
"Bored, huh?" I ask, smiling sympathetically at him.
He taps his foot impatiently against his chair and sighs. "Yes. God, yes. I'm losing my mind at the mansion."
"Nice lei. What's the occasion?"
Lou looks at me, blinking. "No occasion. Does a man need a reason to wear gorgeous flowers around his neck?"
We both turn to the door just in time to see Dominic enter the room. He smiles widely as we make eye contact, but as soon as he notices Lou's presence the smile is replaced with a look of hesitation. He actually takes a step backwards, his hand still on the doorknob, until Lou speaks up.
"Hello, Dominic! Come in!"
"I don't mean to interrupt," Dominic answers him politely. "I can talk to Matthew later."
"Don't be absurd! Come in, I said!"
"No, it's-"
"Get in here, boy," Lou spits, "now!"
Dominic jumps and slams the door, crossing the room. I don't even have to think about it, I instantly sit up and make room for him to sit down next to me. I steal a quick glance at him; I can't help myself, he's just gorgeous this morning. His eyes meet my own and we both smile. As he sits down next to me I notice that our hands, resting at our sides, are mere inches apart. Dominic's twitches nervously and I wonder if his hand is itching to reach for mine the way mine is itching to reach for his.
"What's this now?" Lou asks softly, glancing at me, then Dominic, then back to me.
Boldly, I reach for Dominic's hand and grasp it tightly. I can hear Dominic sigh when I do, and after a beat he squeezes my hand in kind. I bring our joined hands to my lips and kiss his knuckles lightly.
"Oh, how lovely," Lou whispers. "Just lovely. I had no idea!" A series of happy giggles escapes his lips and he actually claps his hands. "Brilliant!"
"Yeah," I reply, glancing at a blushing Dominic, "it kinda is!"
"Oh, I can't wait to tell Mort!"
"No, wait-"
"Whatever for? This is a happy occasion! I think we could use more of that around here!"
"I don't think Mort will be very happy when he realizes that we're seeing each other, Lou," Dominic offers gently.
Lou puts his phone down and stares at the two of us, confusion evident on his face. "Why would you say such a thing?"
"He's not exactly one of Dominic's fans, Lou," I begin.
"I'm sure he thinks Dominic is a fine actor! He's practically our biggest draw!"
"No. I didn't mean that kind of fan."
"Then what do you mean?"
"The man practically poisoned me," Dominic mutters beneath his breath.
"What?"
It's safe to say that I am prepared for none of this. I feel like someone's suckerpunched me in the gut, or kicked me in the balls, or used the last of my watermelon scented shampoo. Fuck, I hate when that happens.
"Lou, let me explain," I begin, only to be cut off by a very hurt Lou.
"How dare you, you... you Philistine!" he exclaims, pointing at Dominic "How can you say something so hateful and false?"
Dominic actually looks taken aback; he looks at me, his mouth open and winces. "I just-"
"Just nothing, boy!" Lou huffs and pouts in our direction. "Listen to you, you should be ashamed. And, you too Matthew?"
I blush under his scrutiny and clear my throat.
"I'm sorry," Dominic replies. "I meant no harm."
"But you've meant harm in the past, haven't you?"
Dominic pauses, his face turning a shade of bright pink. "I can explain though."
"What are you talking about, Lou?" I mumble.
"Morton didn't drug you with anything, Dominic," Lou announces calmly, inspecting his fingernails. "Damn, I need a manicure."
"How can you be so sure of that?"
"Because I did it, my dear boy."
Remember how I said that I wasn't really prepared for this? That fact is made evident yet again as my stomach rumbles audibly and, much to my horror, I burp loudly. Fucking coffee. Dominic turns to me, his face scrunched up in confusion before turning to Lou.
"Do what now?"
"I told you, I'm the one who dosed Dominic's juice that morning."
"But Lou!" I exclaim, eyes wide, "why?! You could have really hurt him!"
"Pish posh." He turned to Dominic. "You were in no real danger."
Dominic, to his credit, tries to remain calm as he answers Lou. "Perhaps, but the fact remains that they stuck a needle in my fucking dick, and it fucking hurt! What the hell did I ever do to you?"
"I loved that orchid."
"This is about Toppy?" I exclaim.
Dominic opens his mouth to speak, but closes it abruptly and turns to me slowly.
"It wasn't Mort," he whispers. "It wasn't Mort."
"Why would you have thought it was Morton?" Lou asks. "I don't understand."
Dominic and I exchange looks but remain silent.
"Would you two please trust me?" Lou pleads. "You won't talk to me, Mort won't talk to me. I'm trying to just trust you all, believe me, but do you know how frustrating this is? I don't know what's going on here, but I'm getting really tired of feeling like an outsider around my own family. I am begging you, both of you. Please. Maybe I can help in some way."
Dominic turns away at the word 'family', and Lou doesn't let that go without commenting on it.
"I mean you as well, when I say my family, Dominic. You're clearly important to Matthew, and that's good enough for me."
"So, you go around putting male enhancement drugs in your family members drinks?"
"Sticks and stones, Dominic," he replies softly. "If I recall correctly, I could have had you arrested for stealing documents from my home. I think it might be fair to say that the two of us have both done things we aren't proud of, don't you agree?" He stands suddenly, dialing a number on his phone.
"Of course it goes to his voice mail," he mutters, pacing around the small room. He looks me in the eye, pointedly, as he leaves his message. "Morton. Come back to us. Please. I'm done playing this game on your terms. This bullshit ends now. I'll give you two days to come home. After that, don't bother." He ends the call, sliding phone back into his pocket and walks away. At the door he turns back to a stunned and confused Dominic and myself, winking.
"Stay fabulous, boys."
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Date: 2011-03-07 01:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-07 01:54 am (UTC)I love the relationship that Matt and Carson have. The closeness is so perfect. I mean..you really have to love someone if you're bffls with the guy who bit your dick LOL Which btw was AMAZING. I already told you that the image of dear Matthew running down a hall naked to curl in on himself is fucking erotic as hell. Yeah, I know he's vulnerable. What are you gonna do, stop me from pouncing on his little body? HO HO I think not.
Also - HOW FUCKING CUTE ARE MATT AND DOM? Hand holding gets me, I swear. That shit is so intimate it breaks my soul into threes. And he kisses his knuckles, wth!! I don't even know anymore. I just want them to fuck forever and never leave the bedroom.
I feel bad for Lou. WTF IS MORT DOING? No one can be incognito for that long. Doesn't his mobile have gps or something? I CALL RESCUE MISSION!
I love this story so much and I love you more. Fucking perfect <3
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Date: 2011-03-08 07:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-07 01:55 am (UTC)I mean, what Lou did was horrible, obviously, but at the same time I really can't help but feel bad for him. He sounds so left out and confused and hurt. :(
But those scenes with Matt and Carson - SO CUTE. Clumsy Matt. <3 I love it.
So glad you updated, miss! I've missed this story!
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Date: 2011-03-07 02:13 am (UTC)Seriously, I will be back later, but just know that if my phone dies IT WAS WORTH IT.
<3
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Date: 2011-03-08 12:08 am (UTC)Or just this:
Our Mr. Kirk is, well, something else.
YES, HE IS.
His words stop me in my tracks, my heart hammering in my chest.
Oh, sweetie. Matt's so...human. (That's a good thing, I promise.)
"How serious are you guys? If I can ask, I mean?"
"I've fallen pretty fast here, Carson. I'm smitten."
First: AWWW!!! <3 And Matt and Carson are just adorable. I want to cuddle them.
Instead, I ran and hid in the dressing room, still naked ,and tried to breathe.
*snort* I actually feel kinda bad for Matt. You're magic.
Boldly, I reach for Dominic's hand and grasp it tightly. I can hear Dominic sigh when I do, and after a beat he squeezes my hand in kind. I bring our joined hands to my lips and kiss his knuckles lightly.
EEP. Like
"Stay fabulous, boys."
Oh, Lou. I love Lou. (Mort, get your act together.)
Well, Lou took my parting words, so... ♥ ♥ ♥
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Date: 2011-03-07 02:17 am (UTC)jealous Matt is jealous and me likey xD but I'm sure it will be hard for him? we'll find out.
god, I giggled like a loon through the flashback. he bit his dick? but Carson is so fabulous. love him. ♥
wtf Lou? rly? I mean, Dom kinda deserved it for some... things... but he had a needle in his dick! I don't even wanna think about it >.<
and Mort needs to come back, like, nao! loved the voice mail xD
and did I read watermelon scented shampoo? D: JEALOUS! hide yo shampoo, Matthew!
thahaha, it makes no sense at all. but: I LOVED IT! as always. can't believe it's chap 24 already. :)
fucking LJ died twice while posting this. gaaah.
♥
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Date: 2011-03-07 02:31 am (UTC)Flashback scenes are always brilliant, and it was lovely to see an insight into Carson and Matthew's history together. They are such sweeties; Carson unfortunately reminds me of my good friend back home with the way he behaves ^_^ That friendship of Carson, Matthew and David... I hope it does come back and remains as strong as it used to be, they deserve that much.
Lou is such a fascinating person, I never would have suspected him for spiking Dominic's drink for a second... but then again, he did love that Orchid. I was always curious as to who did it, you've kept us on tenterhooks, sweet D!
Mort better come back, he'll be losing someone truly special if he lets Lou go. The family as well, Matthew and Dominic, the whole of Silver Star studios... I wouldn't give up good friendships like that ever. I'm going to be eagerly awaiting the next update, my dear, but I know it's going to be fierce, sexy, and as always fabulous.
Love it, and love you <3
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Date: 2011-03-07 02:39 am (UTC)Dear Carson,
Love you dearly. That is all.
-me
I was there when you bit my dick while attempting to suck me off. That's the kind of horror that stays with a man."
does Dominic know you have dickbiting tendencies? Has that come up yet? Pun intended, by the way."
*giggles madly* You always manage to put a smile on my face.
Another intriguing and wonderful update. Thank you x
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Date: 2011-03-07 02:44 am (UTC)ABSOFUCKINLUTELY PERFECT. I love that Matt was able to air his feelings, and that Carson was so great about it. The dick biting was HILARIOUS, and I love that they're still friends after all of that.
I also like the way Lou handled the whole thing about Dom's being dosed up. "Oh, you just killed Toppy, NBD, NBD"
BRILLIANT, D. Just like I knew it would be <333
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Date: 2011-03-07 02:45 am (UTC)I LOVE THIS SO MUCH.
IT'S SO PERFECT.
AND YOU ARE EVEN MORE PERFECT, AND AMAZING, AND TALENTED, AND LOVELY, AND JUST.... PERFECT!!!
<3
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Date: 2011-03-07 03:07 am (UTC)Absolutely loved the whole Matt/Carson exchange :)
I really can't wait for more. Great chapter!!
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Date: 2011-03-07 03:09 am (UTC)I was seriously just talking about this story earlier this morning. I absolutely adore your writing and it has been a pleasure (lol) reading this story. I can't tell you how much I've missed it.
And I just wanna reiterate what Shay and M and everybody above me said already - THIS IS AMAZING AND HILARIOUS AND SEXY AND WITTY AND CREATIVE AND I LOVE YOU SOOOOO MUCH!
Stay fabulous, girl! :)
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Date: 2011-03-07 03:36 am (UTC)carson! argh! i fucking love him. he's such a witty and loving guy, i could just bundle him up and run off with him for some shopping and gossip! he might take offense though, he does have his pride. *smirks*
aww...poor matthew being so nervous to get it on with a near stranger on camera. if i had my way i'd like to know more about how he got into the business. maybe i asked that question for an interview thing? i can't remember. eh..*shakes off the thought*
glad matthew and dominic aren't having to be in hiding at work. i like that matthew was confident enough to just go for it in front of lou <3
bitchy lou getting his revenge on dom like that. tsk tsk...although he did have a point about dominic's thievery. lol
wonder what's up with mort??? surprised me a bit that lou gave him such an ultimatum.
whoop! keep it up girly...pun intended.
<333
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Date: 2011-03-07 03:55 am (UTC)Matthew's reminiscence of his first scene with Carson was hilarious, though. Dickbiter, lmao. Well. I suppose it's not funny, considering how painful it is, but the idea of him running away naked and terrified is hysterical. xD
So happy to see another chapter of this story, D! And I'm so excited for the next. :D
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Date: 2011-03-07 04:50 am (UTC)"I've fallen pretty fast here, Carson. I'm smitten."
Aww! <3
(Long time lurker coming out. I've read the rest of the series and it's just brilliant and super sexy.)
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Date: 2011-03-07 04:57 am (UTC)Seriously mindfucked..
Man, I so didn't see that one coming.. But then.. I dunno.. Queens can really hold a grudge..
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Date: 2011-03-07 05:41 am (UTC)I loved this chapter, hun. Thank you! <333
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Date: 2011-03-07 07:29 am (UTC)He likes dick that much, he literally wants to eat it all.
So it was Lou who drugged Dominic. *sniggers* Fear the revenge of the orchid!
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Date: 2011-03-07 09:33 am (UTC)I was so shocked when Lou admitted he spiked Dom's drink, but I don't know whether to be mad or feel sorry for him, he's usually so nice.
Carson and Matt- I just kept chuckling at their whole exchange, that was fabulous. :D And I love your on set scenes so much. Can't wait to see how Matt and Dom handle their job now.
Fabulous chapter honey!! <333
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Date: 2011-03-07 12:28 pm (UTC)The flashbacks were a lovely insight to Matthew and Carson's friendship. They seem like such good friends in spite of the kind of profession they have. I hope they stay that way.
Boldly, I reach for Dominic's hand and grasp it tightly. I can hear Dominic sigh when I do, and after a beat he squeezes my hand in kind. I bring our joined hands to my lips and kiss his knuckles lightly.
Oh my lawd! When Matthew does things like that I can't control my emotions. The boys have become so intimate and close that I would hate for anything bad to happen to them now.
Now, I was actually kinda pissed off at Lou for spiking Dom. Okay it was his favourite orchid but still! No one hurts my Dommeh! But what's going on with Mort? Gah the suspense is killing me! I'm eagerly awaiting the next chapter from you, D!
Brilliant as always!
Love this and you! ♥
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Date: 2011-03-07 02:06 pm (UTC)I can’t wait for more :D
Hugs <3333
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Date: 2011-03-07 04:48 pm (UTC)Carson and Matt's banter = <33333333 absolutely love it, and how they're so sweet and friendly, omg :3 :3 :3
Lou! Nasty man! But then again, Dom's been a dick (excuse the pun) in the past, so he kinda maybe deserved it, but.... but Mort... gah why won't he come back?! *pouts*
*is still wishing for a Belldom on screen moment :P*
wonderful, my dear! *hugs tight* ♥
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Date: 2011-03-07 05:30 pm (UTC)What? Lou?? Wow, I would never have guessed. And I still giggle like mad at namning an orchid Toppy lol!!
But really, I have nothing else to say but: I love this fic and it made my day seeing it back again! And it continues being intriguing, I really can't wait for Mort to come home and everybody can have The Talk. And, of course, for our two turtle doves to be all adorable. And sexy. Which is exactly what this fic is.
Thank you! <3
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Date: 2011-03-07 07:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-07 07:54 pm (UTC)Boldly, I reach for Dominic's hand and grasp it tightly. I can hear Dominic sigh when I do, and after a beat he squeezes my hand in kind. I bring our joined hands to my lips and kiss his knuckles lightly.
AWWW how cute are those two, seriously :3
A wonderful chapter! Oww poor Carson, having been bitten by Matthew, haha. I had been wondering who it was who drugged Dominic. Interesting... also, 'Afuckalypse Now' made me giggle :')
And Mort, come back D:
So happy to see this updated :) <3
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Date: 2011-03-07 08:38 pm (UTC)But anyway, these sort of details are what makes you such an incredible writer - how each piece falls into place beautifully, whether it's humorous, emotional or sexy as hell.
Every update from you is a treat, so I'm off to savor this one... for the fourth time...
<33333333333
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Date: 2011-03-07 08:57 pm (UTC)Heeeeeeeee so glad this is back! :D I loved it, D. :3 More sooooon! *hugs* <3
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Date: 2011-03-08 01:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-09 06:14 am (UTC)But this was a great chapter! :DDDD I think it was important to see that despite his recent liaisons with a certain Mr.Howard, Matt isn't intending on shirking his friendships or responsibilities- Your characterization of him is so down-to-earth and honest... As always, I feel like I'm reading about real people, not merely characters...it's very pure and beautiful :3
A few of my fave lines:
"Now, where was I? Right, Dominic! Does he like to be spanked and called daddy? To be fucked on all fours while he calls you Stanley?"
ahahahahahahahaha! Oh D, you are so good at dialogue, I can't even...XD
"Oh my holy fucking god he bit it! My dick! I can't look. Is it okay? Get me to make-up!"
AWW MATTEH! XDDD I feel like I should be more horrified but I'm both cackling at the humor and smiling at sweet little Bellamy's naiveté :3
Boldly, I reach for Dominic's hand and grasp it tightly. I can hear Dominic sigh when I do, and after a beat he squeezes my hand in kind. I bring our joined hands to my lips and kiss his knuckles lightly.
oh. oh. ohhhhhhhhh. How delightful was that?! The perfect hint of sweetness despite the tenseness of the scene... Just beautiful, sweets <3
Dominic turns away at the word 'family', and Lou doesn't let that go without commenting on it.
"I mean you as well, when I say my family, Dominic. You're clearly important to Matthew, and that's good enough for me."
YES. I like the idea of Dominic finally being integrated into their little lovenest- the man may be a diva, but he's a hawt bitch with a heart of gold :3
As always, everything you write is perfect ♥
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Date: 2011-03-09 12:19 pm (UTC)And Lou!! Lou is quite an amazing man! He cracks me up and I love his personality... Of course he's devoted to Mort, but he's not blind, and that is something to look up to.
I missed this story so much!! You have no idea =)
*hugs tightly*
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Date: 2012-05-12 10:45 am (UTC)I actually though for a second, that you decided to turn Lou into villain. Wow... I think my heart just stopped.
Can't wait to see Mort's reaction to Dom and Matt. Also... where is he? Hm...
P.S. Carson is such a wonderful person. Just as you are! ;)
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Date: 2013-11-14 10:10 pm (UTC)Stay fabulous boys.
Then how could he have done that? I'm shattered.
But still, what's up with Mort? He'd better come home now ...
And Matty, biting poor Carson's dick. That must have been horrifying for both of them. On his furst
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Date: 2013-11-14 10:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-11-14 10:11 pm (UTC)Stay fabulous boys.
Then how could he have done that? I'm shattered.
But still, what's up with Mort? He'd better come home now ...
And Matty, biting poor Carson's dick. That must have been horrifying for both of them. On his first shoot and all.