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million_star) wrote2015-01-24 09:16 pm
million_star) wrote2015-01-24 09:16 pm
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Glimmer
Title: Glimmer
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
millionstar
Pairing: Matthew/Dominic
Rating: R
Summary: Three words: Red. Glittery. Spunk. Of course, this is total crack!fic.
Author's Note: If you choose to read, thank you so much, I appreciate it.
Dedication: Formercury973 - <3
Matthew sat on the bed, wide-eyed, one hand over his mouth.
Dominic sat on the bed, equally as wide-eyed, one hand over his mouth.
The key difference here was that Matthew's reaction was one of simple, giddy fascination, while Dominic's was one of simple shock and distress.
"Did that really just happen?"
"Yes. That really just happened. All over the place," Matthew replied. Gingerly, he began to pull back the sheet which was covering the evidence of what had just transpired between them, until Dominic stopped him.
"No, wait. Don't."
"I wanna see it again."
"Why do you need to see it again?!"
"Why do you not need to see it again?"
"Because it's just not right. It's... weird."
"It's not weird... it's pretty," Matthew shrugged, peeling back the cover, revealing a large puddle of red glitter - which, and this was the part that Dominic was having trouble with, had shot out of Matthew when he'd reached orgasm moments earlier.
Dominic practically jumped out of the bed, both hands in his freshly-ebony hair. "It's not pretty! It's fucking fucked up, that's what it is! What is wrong with you?! Spunk isn't supposed to fucking sparkle!" he shouted, jumping up and down at the end of each sentence before crossing his arms and glaring at Matthew.
"Darling," Matthew grinned, "every single thing about me sparkles, and this just proves it." He stood up, shaking his waist, his junk wiggling as he watched it bob back and forth. "I dunno, man, everything looks normal. Crazy as hell."
"You are unbelievable. You need to see a fucking doctor!"
"I wonder why it's red. Like, do you think if I concentrate really hard I can make it change color? Like if we're having angry sex it can be black, if we're having birthday sex it can be rainbow colored-"
"Jesus."
"-or green on St. Patrick's Day."
"Oh my god, it's happened finally. You have lost your goddamned mind. Can't you see that this is not normal?!"
"You're just mad because you swallowed some of it."
"Of course I am! I nearly fucking choked to death, you knob!"
"You always say that when my dick's in your mouth. So dramatic, Dom. It's like I've told you, I'll buy you an over-sized dildo and you can practice on it if you're struggling with giving head. Besides, it was just a bit of glitter."
"It was not just a bit of glitter. It was a never ending, flowing stream of red glitter. And, I don't need lessons in sucking dick," Dominic seethed, "thank you very much.
"Do you think it's some form of super-duper glittery spunk with magical biological qualities? Maybe I can knock you up now and we could have a few glitter babies, yeah?"
"Shut up."
"Do you realize the possibilities this opens up? If either of us takes the urge to put glitter in our hair on tour, BAM! I can just rub one out and we are good to fucking go, my friend."
"Matt. I mean it."
"It's probably a good thing you were just sucking me off. If I'd blown my load inside of you, I wonder what would happen? Like, would your arse turn glittery? Would you start pissing glitter? So. Many. Questions."
"If you don't stop talking, I am actually going to attempt to kill you," Dominic spat, seething.
"I can't wait to tell Chris-"
"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP OH MY GOD WILL YOU FUCKING SHUT UP!" Dominic screeched, reaching for Matthew's throat with both hands and squeezing with all his might. He found it odd that the harder he squeezed, the more that Matthew continued to babble on and on and on, seemingly unaffected by what Dominic was doing to him.
Dominic woke with a start to sit up in bed, his body soaked in sweat.
At a desk next to the bed sat Matthew, who had spent the evening working on more ideas for custom guitars. The guitar he'd designed recently for charity had been so well received that he'd become inspired in his private time to tinker with designs that he might get to bring to life someday. He didn't know if anything would come of his efforts, but he enjoyed the challenge all the same, especially when he couldn't sleep.
Tonight he'd been brainstorming ideas for a second coming of the Glitterati, evidenced by the container of red glitter at the edge of his desk, next to his open sketchbook. He and Dominic had been discussing it over some late night pizza not long before Dominic had turned in.
"Dom? You alright?" he asked quietly, one eyebrow quirked adorably on his brow.
Dominic looked down at the pillow that he had between attempting to strangle between his hands and blushed, dropping it as though it were suddenly hot to the touch. "Yeah, it's nothing."
"Hmmm. I've been watching you the last few minutes. It got really interesting when you started throttling the pillow with your bare hands."
A glance at the bedside table told Dominic it was two in the morning. He sighed, the details of his bizarre dream continuing to swirl around in his brain. His head was pounding; he laid back down, exhaling.
With a click of a light switch, the room went dark. The bed dipped as Matthew crawled in beside him. Dominic turned to him, Matthew's arms pulling him close. His cheek rested against Matthew's pec as Matthew's fingers carded through his hair. Dominic began to calm, his breathing slowing down.
"So. What were you throttling me for in your dream this time?" Matthew whispered, amused. He pressed a kiss to the top of Dominic's head.
Dominic blushed again, thankful for the darkness which ensured that Matthew couldn't see him doing so. "You really wanna know?"
"Of course. It amuses me."
"You won't get mad?"
"Mad?" Matthew laughed, his body gently shaking the bed. "Dom, for all our little petty arguments, and there have been a lot, I have never, in my life, been truly angry with you. I love you too much for that."
Dominic smiled sleepily, his cheek rubbing against Matthew's nipple. "Okay. You asked for it."
In the end, Matthew cackled for at least five minutes, which did not help Dominic's headache in the least, but Dominic didn't mind too much. The sound of Matthew's laughter was one of the things he lived most for in life. He simply rode it out, his arms winding tighter around Matthew's body.
"If you want, I'll totally buy you the dildo, though - I'd love to watch you practice on it.
He yelped when Dominic bit down on his nipple.
Author:
millionstarPairing: Matthew/Dominic
Rating: R
Summary: Three words: Red. Glittery. Spunk. Of course, this is total crack!fic.
Author's Note: If you choose to read, thank you so much, I appreciate it.
Dedication: For
mercury973 - <3Matthew sat on the bed, wide-eyed, one hand over his mouth.
Dominic sat on the bed, equally as wide-eyed, one hand over his mouth.
The key difference here was that Matthew's reaction was one of simple, giddy fascination, while Dominic's was one of simple shock and distress.
"Did that really just happen?"
"Yes. That really just happened. All over the place," Matthew replied. Gingerly, he began to pull back the sheet which was covering the evidence of what had just transpired between them, until Dominic stopped him.
"No, wait. Don't."
"I wanna see it again."
"Why do you need to see it again?!"
"Why do you not need to see it again?"
"Because it's just not right. It's... weird."
"It's not weird... it's pretty," Matthew shrugged, peeling back the cover, revealing a large puddle of red glitter - which, and this was the part that Dominic was having trouble with, had shot out of Matthew when he'd reached orgasm moments earlier.
Dominic practically jumped out of the bed, both hands in his freshly-ebony hair. "It's not pretty! It's fucking fucked up, that's what it is! What is wrong with you?! Spunk isn't supposed to fucking sparkle!" he shouted, jumping up and down at the end of each sentence before crossing his arms and glaring at Matthew.
"Darling," Matthew grinned, "every single thing about me sparkles, and this just proves it." He stood up, shaking his waist, his junk wiggling as he watched it bob back and forth. "I dunno, man, everything looks normal. Crazy as hell."
"You are unbelievable. You need to see a fucking doctor!"
"I wonder why it's red. Like, do you think if I concentrate really hard I can make it change color? Like if we're having angry sex it can be black, if we're having birthday sex it can be rainbow colored-"
"Jesus."
"-or green on St. Patrick's Day."
"Oh my god, it's happened finally. You have lost your goddamned mind. Can't you see that this is not normal?!"
"You're just mad because you swallowed some of it."
"Of course I am! I nearly fucking choked to death, you knob!"
"You always say that when my dick's in your mouth. So dramatic, Dom. It's like I've told you, I'll buy you an over-sized dildo and you can practice on it if you're struggling with giving head. Besides, it was just a bit of glitter."
"It was not just a bit of glitter. It was a never ending, flowing stream of red glitter. And, I don't need lessons in sucking dick," Dominic seethed, "thank you very much.
"Do you think it's some form of super-duper glittery spunk with magical biological qualities? Maybe I can knock you up now and we could have a few glitter babies, yeah?"
"Shut up."
"Do you realize the possibilities this opens up? If either of us takes the urge to put glitter in our hair on tour, BAM! I can just rub one out and we are good to fucking go, my friend."
"Matt. I mean it."
"It's probably a good thing you were just sucking me off. If I'd blown my load inside of you, I wonder what would happen? Like, would your arse turn glittery? Would you start pissing glitter? So. Many. Questions."
"If you don't stop talking, I am actually going to attempt to kill you," Dominic spat, seething.
"I can't wait to tell Chris-"
"SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP OH MY GOD WILL YOU FUCKING SHUT UP!" Dominic screeched, reaching for Matthew's throat with both hands and squeezing with all his might. He found it odd that the harder he squeezed, the more that Matthew continued to babble on and on and on, seemingly unaffected by what Dominic was doing to him.
Dominic woke with a start to sit up in bed, his body soaked in sweat.
At a desk next to the bed sat Matthew, who had spent the evening working on more ideas for custom guitars. The guitar he'd designed recently for charity had been so well received that he'd become inspired in his private time to tinker with designs that he might get to bring to life someday. He didn't know if anything would come of his efforts, but he enjoyed the challenge all the same, especially when he couldn't sleep.
Tonight he'd been brainstorming ideas for a second coming of the Glitterati, evidenced by the container of red glitter at the edge of his desk, next to his open sketchbook. He and Dominic had been discussing it over some late night pizza not long before Dominic had turned in.
"Dom? You alright?" he asked quietly, one eyebrow quirked adorably on his brow.
Dominic looked down at the pillow that he had between attempting to strangle between his hands and blushed, dropping it as though it were suddenly hot to the touch. "Yeah, it's nothing."
"Hmmm. I've been watching you the last few minutes. It got really interesting when you started throttling the pillow with your bare hands."
A glance at the bedside table told Dominic it was two in the morning. He sighed, the details of his bizarre dream continuing to swirl around in his brain. His head was pounding; he laid back down, exhaling.
With a click of a light switch, the room went dark. The bed dipped as Matthew crawled in beside him. Dominic turned to him, Matthew's arms pulling him close. His cheek rested against Matthew's pec as Matthew's fingers carded through his hair. Dominic began to calm, his breathing slowing down.
"So. What were you throttling me for in your dream this time?" Matthew whispered, amused. He pressed a kiss to the top of Dominic's head.
Dominic blushed again, thankful for the darkness which ensured that Matthew couldn't see him doing so. "You really wanna know?"
"Of course. It amuses me."
"You won't get mad?"
"Mad?" Matthew laughed, his body gently shaking the bed. "Dom, for all our little petty arguments, and there have been a lot, I have never, in my life, been truly angry with you. I love you too much for that."
Dominic smiled sleepily, his cheek rubbing against Matthew's nipple. "Okay. You asked for it."
In the end, Matthew cackled for at least five minutes, which did not help Dominic's headache in the least, but Dominic didn't mind too much. The sound of Matthew's laughter was one of the things he lived most for in life. He simply rode it out, his arms winding tighter around Matthew's body.
"If you want, I'll totally buy you the dildo, though - I'd love to watch you practice on it.
He yelped when Dominic bit down on his nipple.
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"Do you think it's some form of super-duper glittery spunk with magical biological qualities? Maybe I can knock you up now and we could have a few glitter babies, yeah?"
"Shut up."
I cackled long and hard. This is wonderful and thank you dedicating it to me and thank the Bellamys' and Howards' for having the dorkiest, funny, smart talented boys
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Love you and this so much jfc <333333
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Crackfic is just so much fun. But you pinned Matt perfectly with the crazy hypothesising!
"Check out this crazy shit!!! What can we do with it?"
You are so good at this style. xxx
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Wonderful work!
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Hahahaha, what a great thing to wake up to. Red, glittery spunk 😂. And all the possibilities Matt thought of. Glitter babies. Genious.
The cuddling was really sweet though and yeah, I totally get Dom for not minding Matt's cackling at his expense. I would love to make Matt cackle.
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Glittery red jizz ftw!!
Have I ever mentioned that I love you?
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Poor Dom, it must be tough dealing with that crazy little twerp, the fact that their reactions to the red glittery mess were polar opposites is just too brilliant! I could totally picture it all!! XD And the fact that Dom woke up throttling a pillow and that Matt's seen this on occasion before, was just too damn funny! Guess one can't exactly blame the poor blond (now ebony-hiared god ;P)
Brilliant stuff, I adored the giggles and cuddles at the end :3 thanks so much for sharing! <333
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Thank you for making me laugh, I loved the bit where Matt was going to get Dom an oversized dildo to practise, cos of course, a normal one would be no good at all XD
Love you bb! <3
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Excellent. I love that it seems to happen frequently that Dom throttles Matthew in his sleep. :P