For starters MattNip made me think of Catnip and Matt needing some sort of weird Catnip specially designed for him...
He turned around to the singularly spectacular sight of Dominic standing behind Christopher, his hands squarely on the bassist's arse.
Christopher cleared his throat. "Dom."
"Chris," Dominic said nervously, his hands squeezing Christopher's backside, moulding the firm flesh with his fingertips.
Matthew's eyes widened; he choked on his bite of Galaxy caramel bar.
"Your hands are on my man globes."
"I noticed that."
"Any reason why?"
"I... honestly don't know?" Dominic looked utterly confused, yet he made no effort to remove his hands from his bandmate's backside. One eyebrow lifted in confusion as he turned to Matthew and mouthed 'what the fuck?'. "I just saw you and had this burning urge to feel you up and oh my god you're going to kick my arse aren't you?"
"And yet, you still haven't let go," Christopher commented.
"I know," Dominic answered, making no move to remove his hands.
The bassist blinked and glanced at Matthew. "Have you stopped putting out or something?
Lol at Dom groping Chris. He was just so adorably confused. They both were. Loved that.
Can't say I blame Dom though... The WolstenManGlobes are just so damn... gropable...
"So what that it's three o'clock?" Morgan merely shook his head slowly, having lost the ability to be shocked by anything these two could possibly do years ago. "You two are unbelievable. You do realize that I'm standing right here?"
"Won't take long, no worries!" Dominic replied cheerfully, trying to yank Matthew's jeans down his legs, Matthew batting his hands away with a girly yelp. "If Matt doesn't get his blowie on time he might turn into Mister Cranky Pants, and trust me, you do not want that," Dominic groans.
"Oh my god you have a schedule?" Morgan laughed. "Mister Cranky Pants, eh?"
"Fucking hold still, Matt!" Dominic yelled, growing frustrated at Matthew, who was trying to get away and wondering precisely how the hell he'd gotten them in this predicament in the first place.
"How do you know when Matt wants a good rimjob? Oh wait, is there an app for that? I bet there is," Morgan continued, "could be a real time saver."
Matthew smiled anxiously as he continued to slap at Dominic's hands.
"No! No! No blowies, Dom, NO BLOWIES IN FRONT OF MORGAN!! NO
I wish there WAS an app for that. And then Dom became the blow job fiend and in front of Morgan too! And blowies...
The next morning, Matthew woke first, content to watch Dominic sleep, to lay his head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat beneath his thin t-shirt. To reach for one of Dominic's hands and press kisses to the inside of his wrist. To revel in the warmth of his body.
To ponder on how lucky he was to be able to share his life with, and give every bit of the love in his heart to, his best friend.
When Dominic finally opened his eyes, he smiled sleepily at the pixie perched atop his chest. "Hi."
"Hi."
"I love you so much," Dominic whispered suddenly, as though he were so overcome with affection that he'd simply die if he didn't say it right then. Even after all these years together, the proclamation made Matthew's heart skip a beat.
It was all he'd ever need.
This was really amazing. And actually came as a surprise.
And this especially--> To reach for one of Dominic's hands and press kisses to the inside of his wrist.
This was so sweet and so tender and so so beautiful and the fact that Dom doesn't even know because he's asleep and Matt just loves him. Just one line but it's somehow among the most romantic things I've read...
And I also love how Balls, Chinbeards and nipples more often than not find a place in your fics...
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He turned around to the singularly spectacular sight of Dominic standing behind Christopher, his hands squarely on the bassist's arse.
Christopher cleared his throat. "Dom."
"Chris," Dominic said nervously, his hands squeezing Christopher's backside, moulding the firm flesh with his fingertips.
Matthew's eyes widened; he choked on his bite of Galaxy caramel bar.
"Your hands are on my man globes."
"I noticed that."
"Any reason why?"
"I... honestly don't know?" Dominic looked utterly confused, yet he made no effort to remove his hands from his bandmate's backside. One eyebrow lifted in confusion as he turned to Matthew and mouthed 'what the fuck?'. "I just saw you and had this burning urge to feel you up and oh my god you're going to kick my arse aren't you?"
"And yet, you still haven't let go," Christopher commented.
"I know," Dominic answered, making no move to remove his hands.
The bassist blinked and glanced at Matthew. "Have you stopped putting out or something?
Lol at Dom groping Chris. He was just so adorably confused. They both were. Loved that.
Can't say I blame Dom though... The WolstenManGlobes are just so damn... gropable...
"So what that it's three o'clock?" Morgan merely shook his head slowly, having lost the ability to be shocked by anything these two could possibly do years ago. "You two are unbelievable. You do realize that I'm standing right here?"
"Won't take long, no worries!" Dominic replied cheerfully, trying to yank Matthew's jeans down his legs, Matthew batting his hands away with a girly yelp. "If Matt doesn't get his blowie on time he might turn into Mister Cranky Pants, and trust me, you do not want that," Dominic groans.
"Oh my god you have a schedule?" Morgan laughed. "Mister Cranky Pants, eh?"
"Fucking hold still, Matt!" Dominic yelled, growing frustrated at Matthew, who was trying to get away and wondering precisely how the hell he'd gotten them in this predicament in the first place.
"How do you know when Matt wants a good rimjob? Oh wait, is there an app for that? I bet there is," Morgan continued, "could be a real time saver."
Matthew smiled anxiously as he continued to slap at Dominic's hands.
"No! No! No blowies, Dom, NO BLOWIES IN FRONT OF MORGAN!! NO
I wish there WAS an app for that. And then Dom became the blow job fiend and in front of Morgan too! And blowies...
The next morning, Matthew woke first, content to watch Dominic sleep, to lay his head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat beneath his thin t-shirt. To reach for one of Dominic's hands and press kisses to the inside of his wrist. To revel in the warmth of his body.
To ponder on how lucky he was to be able to share his life with, and give every bit of the love in his heart to, his best friend.
When Dominic finally opened his eyes, he smiled sleepily at the pixie perched atop his chest. "Hi."
"Hi."
"I love you so much," Dominic whispered suddenly, as though he were so overcome with affection that he'd simply die if he didn't say it right then. Even after all these years together, the proclamation made Matthew's heart skip a beat.
It was all he'd ever need.
This was really amazing. And actually came as a surprise.
And this especially--> To reach for one of Dominic's hands and press kisses to the inside of his wrist.
This was so sweet and so tender and so so beautiful and the fact that Dom doesn't even know because he's asleep and Matt just loves him. Just one line but it's somehow among the most romantic things I've read...
And I also love how Balls, Chinbeards and nipples more often than not find a place in your fics...