Murdoc's Victory

At every chance that he could, Murdoc would tag along with Vicky and 2D. He refused to let that blue haired twit win over the girl he saw first. He knew it bothered 2D but that didn't stop him. If 2D even showed the slightest hint of being upset at his presence, Murdoc would simply glare right back though smirking was still his favorite way to taunt the younger man. He would be lying if he said he didn't get some sort of pleasure at seeing 2D's face every time Murdoc would place his arm around Vicky's shoulder. This alone tempted Murdoc into shoving it into the dullard's face about the delicious kiss he had shared with their American.

Ah yes, the kiss.

A grin spread around his Lucky Lungs cigarettes. He had quite enjoyed toying with her just to have her then sitting on his lap and kissing him. Her lips were warm and full, he could feel them even now. He could feel her pent up sexual energy just waiting to come out and Murdoc was determined to be the one to release and enjoy every bit of it. He laughed, knowing he now had one over the dullard, and opened the door of his winnebago with the intention of looking for a bit of company for the night. All this pondering over hot caramel skin entangled with him was getting Murdoc antsy.

Vicky was lying on her bed, her legs propped up against the wall as she popped grapes into her mouth.

Murdoc made her feel.... Well he turned her on. The dream she had had the night after the kiss was proof enough of that. The whole night her mind was filled with visions of him pressing her up against the corridors of Kong and her apartment, covering her with kisses and touching her in places no one had ever touched before. She had awoken, panting and covered in sweat, tempted to call him over. But, of course, she was too shy, one, and two she really didn't like the idea of becoming some sort of booty-call.

2D on the other hand made her feel appreciated. He was her friend and the type of guy she could see herself in a relationship with. Plus, he was so cute and surprisingly she was more opt to chose him into her bed, just because she felt he would probably make it some type of special. Not that she believed her first time was going to be rainbows and unicorns, she knew that much. But still…

She stared at her purple painted toenails when she heard her phone ring. Turning her head to the side, Vicky lazily reached over after the 4^th ring and grabbed the phone, placing it next to her ear.

“Thank you for calling Vicky's pantyhose factory. How may I help you?”

“'Pan'y'ose'?”

She sat up straight at hearing the voice. “Oh heya 2D. What's crack-a-lackin'?”

“Yew're awrigh' yeh?”

“Yeah yeah, just being silly. What's up?”

“Well, 'onestly not much. Ah haven' talked in a while so, like, ah wan'ed t' say hi or wutevah.”

“Oh, well then. Hi.” She smiled. “How bout you? What's shakin' bacon?”

“Truff is ah was jus' about t' watch the dead series, wan'ed t' know if yew were in'erested?”

“Dude. When am I not?” Getting off of the bed and putting on her pants. “I'll be over in like 30 minutes, cool?”

“Yeh. Ah'll get the popcorn.”

Vicky laughed, giving 2D a final goodbye and heading out the door.

“Oh my god, I love when the doc says that!” Vicky said, picking up her hair to tie it up.

“'ow many earrin's do yew ave, VV?”

“Huh?” She turned to look at 2D. “Oh uh, seven.”

“Can ah see?”

Vicky smiled, putting her hand behind her ear. “Help yourself.”

“Didn' it hurt?”

“Nah, wasn't as bad as you'd think.” She giggled, looking back at him as his hand retreated but paused as she saw his hand was still there. “Um... Hello?”

“D'yew always color yer hair?” He reached over to grab the wisp of purple bang that refused to be tied back.

“Since I was 14. I've gone red, blue, pink, but mostly violet.”

“Is a good color for yew, VV.”

“Does VV stand for something or do you just call me that for shits and giggles?” She glanced at his hand, her excitement growing a little on the inside.

“Violet Vicky. Suits yew.” He kissed her, grabbing her head in her hands.

“D?” She placed a hand over his.

“This is alrigh' yeh? Ah mean, is not weird or nuffin?”

Vicky bit her lip, trying to hide her smile. “I'd very much appreciate it if you did.”

2D could barely contain his happiness and excitement. He finally did it! After a lot of bitching and coaxing from himself he finally grew the balls to kiss her. And the best part, she liked it just as much as he did! 2D leaned over Vicky deepening the kiss, truly enjoying the way her breath was hitching when he nibbled on her lower lip.

“Yew're great VV.”

“At kissing? You're awful forward today.” She laughed, causing him to laugh along with her.

“Ah mean overall but yeh, yew're a good kissah too.”

“I appreciate the compliment.”

After sharing another long and deep kiss they finished the movie, Vicky leaning against 2D. It wasn't long before Vicky had fallen asleep and 2D was shaking her awake. Vicky was a heavy sleeper and it wasn't until 2D said her name that she woke up suddenly, startling the blue-haired singer. She sat up quickly, staring at 2D who was on the ground.

“Oh my god, are you ok?” 2D got up from the ground, rubbing his face. “I'm sorry I hurt you.” Vicky looked at him with a worried expression.

“Is awright, VV. Ah'm use t'it fanks to ol' Murdoc.” He shrugged, sitting down next to Vicky on the bed. “Yeh, yeh. Yew star'led me is all.”

“Sorry, the only way people really wake me up is by saying my name.” She leaned against 2D's pillows.

“D'yew wanna sleep ovah?”

“Huh?” Vicky looked at 2D, the request surprising her. “Come again?”

“All ah mean is yew're fallin' asleep. Yew can sleep here.” He shrugged.

“You're cute, you know that?” She crawled over to him. “But I think it'll be better for me to go home.” She kissed him on the cheek and grabbed her things. “I'll see you tomorrow alright?”

“Yeah, awrigh'. See yew.” He waved her off.

Vicky had almost made it to the lobby when she noticed Murdoc standing next to a window with a shot gun in his hand. Not being able to resist, Vicky snuck up behind him, whispering, “What's with the intense spy look?”

“Pirates.”

Vicky groaned, disappointed that he hadn't been startled by her sudden appearance. “Aw come on, I didn't scare you even a little?”

Murdoc smirked, glancing outside and then looking at her. “I heard the lift ring. I assume yah were visiting the dullard downstairs?”

“Why yes, actually.” She paused as she waited for Murdoc response but was surprised when she didn't receive one. “So… What's going on? What's with the gun?”

“I told yah, pirates.”

“Pirates?”

“Oh, Christ… Yes. Are yah deaf?”

She smacked his thin naked arm. “Don't be rude. So why are pirates after you?”

“Eh...” Murdoc grimaced. “I sold some uh, well, y'know big bombs to some pirates. Some of the bombs… They didn't really work very well. Well, none of 'em worked really. So the uh, pirates, they came lookin' for me uh, in the jets and the 'copters. Uh… So, I gave 'em so mo' guns to uh, y'know… Sort of keep 'em quiet and I jus' ran off. But they found me here and I can't seem to get 'em to bugger off.”

That seemed to shut up Vicky who was startled out of her stupor when Murdoc shot at a jet that flew in over head. “You're not all full of shit like I thought then.”

“Nope.”

“But you screwed them over so it's basically your fault that they're after you.”

“Yes, well I didn't think they'd find me here.”

“It's not exactly well hidden.”

“Oh sweet Satan, how do I get yah t' shut up!” He put his gun down when he noticed the last of the jets fly away.

“You didn't say please.” Vicky smirked.

“No I uh, I think I have a better way.” He pushed her up against the wall and just as he was about to kiss her, Vicky turned her head to the side causing Murdoc to only catch her cheekbone. “What the? Why'd yah do that?” He complained, still keeping Vicky in the compromising position.

“Well,” Vicky struggled to get away from Murdoc but he was stronger than his lanky self appeared to be, “I find that I can't simply kiss one of you and then move on to the next one as if nothing happened. No, let me rephrase that. I can't bring myself to kiss you after I just had an interesting moment with your bandmate.”

“No! Yah didn't…” He stared at her grinning face. “Yah did! With faceache, really. Damn…” His expression changed from one of disapproval to one of seduction. “No matter, we can still have our fun.” He tried to kiss her again but she pushed his head away with her hand.

“I said no Muds!” She giggled. “Too late now. You're just gonna have to settle for second best this time.” She smirked as she pushed him away and returned to her route home.

“I can still get yah, y'know! That Tusspot has nothin' on this baby!”

Murdoc was a little upset at knowing that 2D had kissed her but no matter, he could still get into her pants if he played his cards right. What Murdoc wants, Murdoc gets. And right now, Murdoc had his eyes set on that particular chickadee. Her refusal to give in and her constant flittering towards the dullard only made the game that much more fun.