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Fic: Interloper
Title: Interloper
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millionstar
Pairing: Belldom
Rating: R (I think?)
Warnings: None really. Fluff, laced with a ~hint~ of sexytimes.
Summary: There is a new lady in Matt's life. Dominic is not amused.
Feedback: Would be lovely, if you are so inclined.
Disclaimer: I don't own Matt or Dom; the following is pure fiction.
Author's Note: Thank you to the brilliant and lovelydolce_piccante for feedback. You, L, are the best. *hugs*
This is for the fabuloussuperhouse. &hearts
The current object of Matt's affection was sprawled out on the carpet. She stretched her pale legs languidly, arching her back, purring in delight because she knew Matt's eyes were on her. She stood, pausing for effect before sauntering seductively over to the chair where Matt was sitting. She proceeded to launch herself into Matt's arms and began to nuzzle his neck. Matt giggled as he stroked her back.
Dom was sitting a few feet away, tapping his foot against the floor, staring intently at sight before him. He rolled his eyes at yet another public display of affection between those two. She could sense Dom's irritation; to prove that point she turned her head and gazed indifferently in his direction. It was a look that said Oh, it's you. You bore me.
Dom was incensed. How DARE she?!? Fucking cat...
That's right. The current object of Matt's affection was a fluffy white cat he had brought home on a whim five days earlier. Initially Dom had been excited at the prospect of having a pet in the house (after all, he still missed Hendrix terribly) but that soon changed as he came to realize that the cat was, in fact, out to get him.
Day one:
After his customary 30 minute morning shower, Dom turned the water off and opened the door to the shower stall. He was taken aback at what he saw. She was sitting on the back of the toilet, staring at him. Reflexively he put his hands over his crotch in an attempt to cover himself... the thought of the cat staring at him, dripping wet and naked, made him really uneasy. Still, she continued to stare, and Dom continued the staredown with her for a few minutes. Eventually he began to feel silly about feeling so uncomfortable and proceeded to step out onto the tiled floor. The cat chose that moment to dart between his legs, throwing Dom off balance, causing him to yelp as he crashed to the floor.
Dom heard rushed footsteps and looked up to see Matt in the doorway. At his entrance she ran to him, caressing his ankles with her body, meowing pitifully in an attempt to gain her master's favour. Matt raised an eyebrow at the sight of Dom on all fours on the floor.
"Dom? You ok? What the hell are you doing down there?"
"I'm fabulous, thank you," Dom shot back. "Your cat tripped me."
Matt furrowed his brow. "Oh. She did? But... how did she even get in here? I'm sure it was an accident."
Dom wasn't so sure.
Day two:
"Wait, I just need to grab my jacket," Dom called out as he walked into the den. His new black velvet jacket was draped against one of the chairs. So was she. She was lying on the jacket, bathing herself lazily. Dom crossed his arms in frustration at the sight of her. He strode over to the chair, prepared to give her a piece of his mind, stopping in his tracks when she stood and hissed loudly at him, baring her teeth. Dom put his hands out in surrender as he backed away slowly. At the doorway he turned back to her and proclaimed with a whisper, "I'm on to you." To emphasize his stance he pointed one finger sharply in her direction.
She merely blinked at him. Game on, my friend.
Day four:
Dom struggled to catch his breath. He stared at the mirrored ceiling, the sight and feel of Matt's body on his giving him a pronounced case of sensory overload. Soft, yet strong, legs were entangled with his own. Sinfully long fingers trailed down his waist. Ebony hair tickled his chest. A moist, hot mouth kissed its way around his stomach. Looking down at Matt, Dom was greeted with the sight of blue eyes searching his own out, giving him a wink as their owner drifted further south. Dom closed his eyes, licking his lips while running one hand through Matt's hair. The blood rushed in his ears as he arched his back; he was dimly aware of a foreign sound in the distance. He had just managed to push it out of his mind when Matt released him abruptly.
Dom opened his eyes to see her in Matt's arms, meowing obnoxiously, eyes wide.
"Matt."
"Hold that thought," Matt said, stroking her back in an effort to calm her down.
"Matthew."
"Do you think she's hurt? What should I do? What if she's in pain?" She whimpered for effect, causing Matt to whisper reassuring words in her ear.
Dom stared wide-eyed at Matt. "You have got to be fucking kidding me. She's in pain? She's not the one sporting the-" he looked down for verification, " incredibly impressive hard-on. You are obsessed with that cat, you know. She just wants you all to herself."
Matt laughed. "Dramatic much, Dom? What can I say, I like her. I admit that there is indeed a strange energy between us, but I'm far from obsessed! Why are you so worked up over this?" His eyes suddenly lit up. "Awww, are you jealous, Dommie?" To add insult to injury, she looked at Dom curiously (and Dom would swear that there was a fucking smirk on her stupid face), as if she were interested to see his reaction.
Dom winced at the fact that Matt had nearly caught him out. "I am most certainly NOT jealous of her... speaking of 'her', are you ever going to give her a proper name?"
"I already have, you'll learn it in good time," Matt grinned.
Dom stood up, grumbling, "I'll be in the bathroom."
"Doing what?"
"Finishing what you started. Impressive hard-on, remember?"
"Kinky. Can I come watch?"
"Fuck off."
Dom slammed the bathroom door and began to pace around the tiny room. He could take her occasionally darting between his feet. He could even cope with her leaving long white fur on his clothes. But what he just experienced was a whole new level of humiliation, for he had just been cockblocked by a fucking cat. This called for drastic measures.
After finishing what Matt had started, Dom grinned at his reflection in the mirror as a plan began to form in his mind.
The next afternoon:
Matt was indulging in an afternoon nap when was woken by cries coming from the room down the hall. Jumping up, he ran out into the hallway to be greeted with the sight of Dom leaning against the wall, drumming his hands on his thighs. He smiled as Matt came closer to the room he was guarding.
Matt was horrified at the sound of cries and pained meows that were coming from the room in question. Eyes wide, he demanded, "Dom, what have you done to her?"
"I merely did her a favor," Dom replied, pulling Matt close to place a soft kiss on his lips.
"It sounds like she's being attacked! I'm going in there."
"I wouldn't do that." Dom blocked Matt from entering the room. "Trust me, she's not being attacked. She's being ravaged. Deflowered. Taken, if you like. Shall I draw you a diagram?"
Matt's mouth fell open. "You... you got her laid?"
Dom nodded. "The more I thought about it I realized that it might do her good to get some, that maybe her cranky attitude toward me was due to pent up sexual frustration. Naturally, being the fantastic man that I am, I thought I would help her out. He's a black cat, short haired, named Hendrix II, and," Dom put an ear to the door, "from the sounds of it, they are getting along just fine. Which means you and I can pick up where we left off last night."
As Dom kissed him again Matt breathed, "You blame everything on sexual frustration; when you're hungry, when you can't find your shoes..."
"That's true," Dom offered with a grin and a nod.
Unexpectedly Matt burst out laughing.
Dom was confused. "What?"
"I mean, it is funny when you think about it. Who would have ever thought that, of all things, a little pussy would ever become between us?"
They collapsed against the door in giggles.
That night:
Matt lay awake, curled on his left side, watching Dom sleep. Hendrix II was resting on Dom's pillow. The current object of Matt's affection was curled up asleep against his stomach. One happy family, Matt thought with a smile, Matt, Dom, Hendrix II and DJ.
Yep, DJ. Matt would tell Dom eventually that the cat was named after him, and had been from day one.
Eventually.
Author:
millionstar Pairing: Belldom
Rating: R (I think?)
Warnings: None really. Fluff, laced with a ~hint~ of sexytimes.
Summary: There is a new lady in Matt's life. Dominic is not amused.
Feedback: Would be lovely, if you are so inclined.
Disclaimer: I don't own Matt or Dom; the following is pure fiction.
Author's Note: Thank you to the brilliant and lovely
dolce_piccante for feedback. You, L, are the best. *hugs* This is for the fabulous
superhouse. &hearts The current object of Matt's affection was sprawled out on the carpet. She stretched her pale legs languidly, arching her back, purring in delight because she knew Matt's eyes were on her. She stood, pausing for effect before sauntering seductively over to the chair where Matt was sitting. She proceeded to launch herself into Matt's arms and began to nuzzle his neck. Matt giggled as he stroked her back.
Dom was sitting a few feet away, tapping his foot against the floor, staring intently at sight before him. He rolled his eyes at yet another public display of affection between those two. She could sense Dom's irritation; to prove that point she turned her head and gazed indifferently in his direction. It was a look that said Oh, it's you. You bore me.
Dom was incensed. How DARE she?!? Fucking cat...
That's right. The current object of Matt's affection was a fluffy white cat he had brought home on a whim five days earlier. Initially Dom had been excited at the prospect of having a pet in the house (after all, he still missed Hendrix terribly) but that soon changed as he came to realize that the cat was, in fact, out to get him.
Day one:
After his customary 30 minute morning shower, Dom turned the water off and opened the door to the shower stall. He was taken aback at what he saw. She was sitting on the back of the toilet, staring at him. Reflexively he put his hands over his crotch in an attempt to cover himself... the thought of the cat staring at him, dripping wet and naked, made him really uneasy. Still, she continued to stare, and Dom continued the staredown with her for a few minutes. Eventually he began to feel silly about feeling so uncomfortable and proceeded to step out onto the tiled floor. The cat chose that moment to dart between his legs, throwing Dom off balance, causing him to yelp as he crashed to the floor.
Dom heard rushed footsteps and looked up to see Matt in the doorway. At his entrance she ran to him, caressing his ankles with her body, meowing pitifully in an attempt to gain her master's favour. Matt raised an eyebrow at the sight of Dom on all fours on the floor.
"Dom? You ok? What the hell are you doing down there?"
"I'm fabulous, thank you," Dom shot back. "Your cat tripped me."
Matt furrowed his brow. "Oh. She did? But... how did she even get in here? I'm sure it was an accident."
Dom wasn't so sure.
Day two:
"Wait, I just need to grab my jacket," Dom called out as he walked into the den. His new black velvet jacket was draped against one of the chairs. So was she. She was lying on the jacket, bathing herself lazily. Dom crossed his arms in frustration at the sight of her. He strode over to the chair, prepared to give her a piece of his mind, stopping in his tracks when she stood and hissed loudly at him, baring her teeth. Dom put his hands out in surrender as he backed away slowly. At the doorway he turned back to her and proclaimed with a whisper, "I'm on to you." To emphasize his stance he pointed one finger sharply in her direction.
She merely blinked at him. Game on, my friend.
Day four:
Dom struggled to catch his breath. He stared at the mirrored ceiling, the sight and feel of Matt's body on his giving him a pronounced case of sensory overload. Soft, yet strong, legs were entangled with his own. Sinfully long fingers trailed down his waist. Ebony hair tickled his chest. A moist, hot mouth kissed its way around his stomach. Looking down at Matt, Dom was greeted with the sight of blue eyes searching his own out, giving him a wink as their owner drifted further south. Dom closed his eyes, licking his lips while running one hand through Matt's hair. The blood rushed in his ears as he arched his back; he was dimly aware of a foreign sound in the distance. He had just managed to push it out of his mind when Matt released him abruptly.
Dom opened his eyes to see her in Matt's arms, meowing obnoxiously, eyes wide.
"Matt."
"Hold that thought," Matt said, stroking her back in an effort to calm her down.
"Matthew."
"Do you think she's hurt? What should I do? What if she's in pain?" She whimpered for effect, causing Matt to whisper reassuring words in her ear.
Dom stared wide-eyed at Matt. "You have got to be fucking kidding me. She's in pain? She's not the one sporting the-" he looked down for verification, " incredibly impressive hard-on. You are obsessed with that cat, you know. She just wants you all to herself."
Matt laughed. "Dramatic much, Dom? What can I say, I like her. I admit that there is indeed a strange energy between us, but I'm far from obsessed! Why are you so worked up over this?" His eyes suddenly lit up. "Awww, are you jealous, Dommie?" To add insult to injury, she looked at Dom curiously (and Dom would swear that there was a fucking smirk on her stupid face), as if she were interested to see his reaction.
Dom winced at the fact that Matt had nearly caught him out. "I am most certainly NOT jealous of her... speaking of 'her', are you ever going to give her a proper name?"
"I already have, you'll learn it in good time," Matt grinned.
Dom stood up, grumbling, "I'll be in the bathroom."
"Doing what?"
"Finishing what you started. Impressive hard-on, remember?"
"Kinky. Can I come watch?"
"Fuck off."
Dom slammed the bathroom door and began to pace around the tiny room. He could take her occasionally darting between his feet. He could even cope with her leaving long white fur on his clothes. But what he just experienced was a whole new level of humiliation, for he had just been cockblocked by a fucking cat. This called for drastic measures.
After finishing what Matt had started, Dom grinned at his reflection in the mirror as a plan began to form in his mind.
The next afternoon:
Matt was indulging in an afternoon nap when was woken by cries coming from the room down the hall. Jumping up, he ran out into the hallway to be greeted with the sight of Dom leaning against the wall, drumming his hands on his thighs. He smiled as Matt came closer to the room he was guarding.
Matt was horrified at the sound of cries and pained meows that were coming from the room in question. Eyes wide, he demanded, "Dom, what have you done to her?"
"I merely did her a favor," Dom replied, pulling Matt close to place a soft kiss on his lips.
"It sounds like she's being attacked! I'm going in there."
"I wouldn't do that." Dom blocked Matt from entering the room. "Trust me, she's not being attacked. She's being ravaged. Deflowered. Taken, if you like. Shall I draw you a diagram?"
Matt's mouth fell open. "You... you got her laid?"
Dom nodded. "The more I thought about it I realized that it might do her good to get some, that maybe her cranky attitude toward me was due to pent up sexual frustration. Naturally, being the fantastic man that I am, I thought I would help her out. He's a black cat, short haired, named Hendrix II, and," Dom put an ear to the door, "from the sounds of it, they are getting along just fine. Which means you and I can pick up where we left off last night."
As Dom kissed him again Matt breathed, "You blame everything on sexual frustration; when you're hungry, when you can't find your shoes..."
"That's true," Dom offered with a grin and a nod.
Unexpectedly Matt burst out laughing.
Dom was confused. "What?"
"I mean, it is funny when you think about it. Who would have ever thought that, of all things, a little pussy would ever become between us?"
They collapsed against the door in giggles.
That night:
Matt lay awake, curled on his left side, watching Dom sleep. Hendrix II was resting on Dom's pillow. The current object of Matt's affection was curled up asleep against his stomach. One happy family, Matt thought with a smile, Matt, Dom, Hendrix II and DJ.
Yep, DJ. Matt would tell Dom eventually that the cat was named after him, and had been from day one.
Eventually.
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Being a cat lover, I just kept nodding and thinking "Yep, my cat does that" or "My cat acts just like that" etc.
This bit had me in stitches:
At the doorway he turned back to her and proclaimed with a whisper, "I'm on to you." To emphasize his stance he pointed one finger sharply in her direction.
She merely blinked at him. Game on, my friend.
And one of the best lines ever (poor Dom)
"[...]cockblocked by a fucking cat."
PRICELESS! Hahahaha.
I laughed through the whole thing. Thanks for writing something different, and so funny!
*hugs* xxx
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i was so shocked when i realised it was a CAT you were talking about that i had to immediately scroll up and re-read lol!
loved the breaks in terms of time,how it was like the cat knew how to infuriate dom (especially 'interrupting' private time!) but honestly,arranging her a shagging session?? that was the best bit of it all BWAHAHA!
the 'pussy coming between them' line worked amazingly well and it finished perfectly with discovering the name of the cat and why :)
it was clever,funny and i wish we saw more of this genre more often!
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arranging her a shagging session?? that was the best bit of it all BWAHAHA!
YES. Was that decision based on convoluted logic on Dom's part? Despite what Matt might think, I don't think so - clearly he knew precisely what she needed.
Thanks again. :)
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I admit that Hendrix II was thisclose to being modeled after a certain cranky male tuxedo cat I know. Every now and then I'll enter a room and McKay is just... staring at me. It's creepy at times.
*hugs back* Thank you!
xxx
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Oh D, you are fucking hilarious. I laughed so wildly this, I cackled especially loudly at,
At the doorway he turned back to her and proclaimed with a whisper, "I'm on to you." To emphasize his stance he pointed one finger sharply in her direction.
She merely blinked at him. Game on, my friend.
LOLSX10.
*more mature*
Yes, this was fantastic, why didn't you start writing sooner? D:
I am so favouriting this, this had made my day D, I hope you realize that!
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BUT - I wanted to make you smile, because, well, you know why. So, mission accomplished.
Love you, girl.
&hearts
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"Kinky. Can I come watch?"
I would give anything to have Matt say this to me, LOL.
I was halfway through day one before I realized "Hey, this isn't a girl he's talking about just calling a cat, it's an actual cat." *FACEPALM*
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:-D That made me smile like you would not believe.
*bows* Thank you for such a lovely comment!
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Poor Dommeh.
Just another point why I prefer dogs. :p
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I thought about using a puppy, but I couldn't think of a suitable dog for Matt to have for some reason? But, a fussy, bitchy cat... well, I can see him with one of those easily. I'm not sure what that says about me...
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Oh dear, just imagine a big dog like that and Matt flying after it when walking the dog. XD
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Oh dear, just imagine a big dog like that and Matt flying after it when walking the dog. XD
... and Dom pointing and laughing while not making a single move to help him.
*snort*
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Dom would just trail behind with Hendrix.
Your avatar. *points*
Where from?!
Looks like the Making of?
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I posted a spam of caps from the Making Of last night (full of Bellamy pr0n)... and the lovely
Here (http://millionstar.livejournal.com/67208.html)
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(Icon love.)
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Jealous, angsty Dommy kicks ass, that's for sure. So does DJ *snorts* and horny Hendrix II. (funny how each cat actually seem to take after and resemle their master :p)
Love these kinds of fluffy pieces, this one no exception, and it make me all smiley and happy! ^^ Thank you SO much for sharing this! :D
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Doesn't he, though? I can imagine writing Matt that way, but it's just more damned fun to put Dom in that position. (Apologies, Dominic!)
(funny how each cat actually seem to take after and resemle their master :p)
Indeed! Thanks very much.
&hearts
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So so SO cute, I was smiling the whole way through. :)
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Also, this line: "cockblocked by a fucking cat". Brilliant!
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*bows* Thanks alot; I admit I had alot of fun with that whole passage... Dom so incensed and humiliated that he was forced to take action!
Thanks for commenting. :)
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At the doorway he turned back to her and proclaimed with a whisper, "I'm on to you." To emphasize his stance he pointed one finger sharply in her direction.
Hilarious image, written to perfection.
(and Dom would swear that there was a fucking smirk on her stupid face)
Cats can smirk. I'm sure of it.
But what he just experienced was a whole new level of humiliation, for he had just been cockblocked by a fucking cat.
One of the most classic lines ever in a piece of Belldom. And that it leads to Dom pimping out Matt's cat is even funnier.
It takes a true cat lover to see that they're capable of evil. :-)
Really, really good stuff, D!
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Very glad you liked it!
Hell hath no fury like a cockblocked drummer. *nods*
&hearts
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Thank you very much for your comment, it made me smile. I don't know why it's so easy to write Jealous!Dom, but it's damned fun. :D
more please?
Hmmm. That's an interesting thought. You never know... ;)
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Luckily Hendrix II took Dom as his person though, else Dom would have a serious problem.
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