Shrooms day (one-off)
Title: Shrooms day
Author: howardjuice
Pairing: belldom
Rating: NC-17
WARNINGS: language, smut, drugs
Summary: AU. Boys are spending just another night high on mushrooms. But this time something is different.
Feedback: really, really appreciated
Disclaimer: I don't own muse
AN: Funny thing is that I was writing this while being on mushrooms.. so this has formed in my head :D this fic is not beta-ed so i am sorry for my english and everything
I was right in the middle of staying at my friend Dominic's place for a couple of weeks. Both of us are philosophy geeks who spend the majority of our time contemplating truth, morality, techno spheres and other things that you probably think are pointless and boring. Nobody likes us at school; Buffy and Big Brother are not very compatible with Friedrich Nietzsche or Steven Hawking.
We were studying for our Modern History exam like all good philosophy geeks. Actually, what a lie. It only took about five minutes of studying for us to become horribly bored. Rather than spend yet another evening reading about the Boxer Rebellion, we quickly concluded that we would much rather be getting totally fucked up.
Now, Dom grows magic mushrooms. We eat two or three every week or so, it’s good to have a unique perspective on things when we are studying.
So anyway, I wanted to eat some mushrooms and Dom didn’t protest at all so we did so.
3 hours later, we found ourselves lying exhausted on his bed, the crazy hallucinogenic part of the trip already over. I must admit we were both pretty high, laughing at silly things and talking about all the crazy things we were able to see. We went outside for a while, the darkness in our garden making the effect of mushrooms even stronger.
Now, the last hour or so, we were calmly lying side by side, discussing all the things only people on mushrooms can discuss. It’s really hard to explain, but being high brings you absolutely new emotions, thoughts, points of view on everything, and it’s also really hard to even remember these things after tripping. The true is that our mind is too limited in it’s “normal” state so it’s not possible to think about some things in some ways while being sober. And that’s exactly why we like getting fucked up like this time to time. It’s always just me and Dom, our already unbelievable strong relationship getting even stronger under influence of mushrooms.
We’ve known each other since i can remember, being best friends for more than 15 years. Our families, people at school, everyone takes us like the two of us, always together and always inseparable. Of course we’ve had a few arguments, but none of them was important enough to disrupt our friendship in the slightest way.
I was thinking about all these things, how important he is for me and I wanted to tell him, I wanted to tell him so much what was on my mind. But I just couldn’t, that was the influence of mushrooms in my body.
“Dom, I want to tell you something.. But I can’t, it’s too hard to think about it, I can think about it but I can’t name it. But I want to tell you.”, I said after a small comfortable silence.
“Don’t worry, I understand.”, he simply said. Because he understood. He always understands.
There was another silence, both of us lying on our sides, facing and studying each other.
We were still pretty high but in the best phase of our trip - unbelievably calm, happy and satisfied. This feeling I have after a few hours of being on mushrooms is unspeakable, it’s like i don’t need anything else in the world, just enjoy the moment.
“You are beautiful.”, Dom immediately said after a good while of studying my face.
“No, I don’t think so”, I replied honestly.
“Yes Matt, you are. Maybe it’s because of the mushrooms but you are simply perfect. Just.. absolutely beautiful.”
“Yeah maybe it’s the mushrooms. I think the same of you. Just look at yourself, every part of your face just looks like it.. belongs there.”, he laughed a bit while I softly touched his face. “Is this alright?”, I asked him, but he replied just with a soft smile and a small nod, touching my face as well.
His fingertips felt unbelievable on my face, so soft and perfect, that I close my eyes and enjoyed the feel.
“Your cheekbones.. are so sharp. I’ve never noticed it before, they are just.. beautiful”, he drew his fingers along my cheekbones, and continued to my cheeks and jawline. “Could you open your eyes? I want to see them”, he asked me and I did so, our gazes meeting.
“This feels so good, Dom. Shouldn’t it be weird?”, he giggled at my question but never broke the contact between our skin.
“Do you really think anything between us could be weird, Matt? Don’t you feel that connection between us? Because I do. I always did, it’s like.. Sometimes I feel like you were a part of me, a part of my soul which I can’t live without. I would be nothing without you, Matt. And you know it”, he was still looking into my eyes, the trust and honesty I saw there almost unbearable.
I didn’t know what to say. The feeling I have when I am with him, the feeling I’ve always had, is something I could never explain. I want to tell him so much but I don’t know how, I just can’t find the right words.
So instead, I just said: “I love you. I love you Dom, more than anything else. Maybe I don’t even know what love is. Yeah, I don’t know it. But I am sure the feeling I’ve got with you is the strongest feeling I could ever have. I am sure Dom, there is nothing more. I love you with all my heart and soul and if I didn’t have you, I wouldn’t want to live. Like you said, I am nothing without you.”, I finally told him, even though these words were nothing in compare with what I felt. I know it was the drugs again, making us feel absolutely submitted to each other, but these feelings have always been inside us.
He just stared at me and I think I’ve spotted a tear in the corner of his eye. We continued touching each other wordlessly, his hands now on my neck and the collarbone, my hand picking up small strands of his hair.
“You are perfect. Just perfect, Matt”, he whispered just a second before I realised our faces were just inches close, that I could feel his hot breath on my face.
I don’t know who made the first move, neither of us knows. It was so natural, it just went straight from our hearts, that our lips met in a harmony, like they always belonged to each other.
We kissed slowly at first, our lips just brushing and noses touching in a very intimate way.
I wanted it to last forever just like this, slow and hot and perfect, but my instincts were working for me and I slowly pushed my tongue inside of his mouth. He reacted immediately, opening his mouth for me and when our tongues touched for the very first time, we both moaned, almost cried out from the sensation. Our kisses heated, I was exploring his mouth with my tongue, while still caressing his face and neck with my hands.
I have kissed many girls before, I’ve already lost the count. But nothing, nothing in my life has ever felt like this. And Dom thought exactly the same, I just knew it, his kisses, touches and moans increasing.
After a few minutes of passionate kissing our lips parted, and we just continued to stare at each other. Then I’ve realised that there was a painful bulge forming in my pants. How the hell did I get this hard just from kissing?!
“Fuck, Dom.. I am horny”, I motioned at my crotch with a worried look.
“I know, it’s okay. I am fucking horny too,” he laughed a bit, “but we shouldn’t do anything more.. we are not sober and, you know..” he moved closer to me, caressing my cheek with his thumb.
“Yeah, let’s just keep doing this”, I said with a smile and moved my lips to his again.
“Wait,” he interrupted me, “could we.. just take off our shirts? I want to touch you”, he said while looking into my eyes hopefully.
“Yeah of course”, I replied, already taking off the unimportant fabric.
When we were both half-naked, our lips crashed again, hands touching every part of the exposed skin.
After a few seconds I already knew I was losing my control. His hands were everywhere, touching my back, making soft circles all over my chest, our tongues meeting in a passionate dance. When his thumb brushed my nipple and my body twitched, Dom didn’t wait a second and lapped his tongue all over it, sucking and licking softly. I cried out loudly, the sensation like nothing I’ve felt before. I pressed my groin into his, our erections meeting through a few layers of fabric, and we both groaned at the sensation.
That was the time when I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop, the whole world melted and all I wanted to do was give and receive more and more pleasure from him.
He kept sucking and licking both my nipples, my hands twitched in his hair and I didn’t really care about the animalistic sounds I was making at the time.
One look into his eyes and I knew he felt the same. This was our time and we wouldn’t be able to stop any longer.
His hands moved to my belt as he started to work on it, and in a few seconds I found myself lying on his bed all naked and exposed, with my cock standing unbelievably hard between my legs. My body was shaking and I was desperate to feel his next touch, when he took me into his hand, squeezing lightly. Immediately he moved down my body, flicked his tongue and while looking into my eyes, licked the drops of precome I already had on the head of my cock.
I cried out again, this time even louder, so he took it as a good sign and started to suck on my head. I didn’t know what to do with my hands, actually I didn’t know what to do at all, the pleasure so intensive that I wanted to cry.
I already knew I was about to come every minute, but he started to take me into his mouth really slowly, enjoying every move. I closed my eyes and started to move my hands all over my chest, pinching and squeezing my nipples.
My full length was inside of his mouth and he started to move in a slow rhytm, touching my balls with left hand.
I gave up completely but couldn’t help thrusting into his mouth, so wet and warm on my painfully hard cock.
It didn’t take long till my moans changed into screams and I lost the control of my body completely, thrusting into his mouth with no control.
A short while later, he did a particular hard suck and I emptied myself into him, with the loudest scream of this night.
I wasn’t able to do anything but breathe heavily and whimper with my eyes still closed, until Dom came back up and held me tight.
I cuddled into his neck and wrapped my arms around his body, whispering and babbling silly things into the crook of his neck, still recovering from the most intensive orgasm in my life. He was just holding me and soothing my back, kissing my forehead and hair time to time.
After a few minutes I was able to talk and think, but still not strong enough to return him the pleasure, even though that was the only thing I wanted to do in the moment. And Dom knew, he knew it though I didn’t say anything, because this was us. Always connected with no need of words. I wanted to thank him, to tell him how much I loved him and how unbelievably perfect he made me feel, but I didn’t have to, I was sure he knew.
But there was this thought, like an itch in my brain, so I asked him quietly: “Dom, do you… Do you think we will regret it?”
He just smiled and moved a strand of my hair away off my forehead.
“Matthew, remember one thing. How could you ever regret something what feels so good, something so perfect, what makes us so unbelievably happy? How? There is no way I will ever regret this, Matt. No way,”, and that was all I needed to hear before I fell into a dreamless sleep, holding him tight all the night.
Author: howardjuice
Pairing: belldom
Rating: NC-17
WARNINGS: language, smut, drugs
Summary: AU. Boys are spending just another night high on mushrooms. But this time something is different.
Feedback: really, really appreciated
Disclaimer: I don't own muse
AN: Funny thing is that I was writing this while being on mushrooms.. so this has formed in my head :D this fic is not beta-ed so i am sorry for my english and everything
I was right in the middle of staying at my friend Dominic's place for a couple of weeks. Both of us are philosophy geeks who spend the majority of our time contemplating truth, morality, techno spheres and other things that you probably think are pointless and boring. Nobody likes us at school; Buffy and Big Brother are not very compatible with Friedrich Nietzsche or Steven Hawking.
We were studying for our Modern History exam like all good philosophy geeks. Actually, what a lie. It only took about five minutes of studying for us to become horribly bored. Rather than spend yet another evening reading about the Boxer Rebellion, we quickly concluded that we would much rather be getting totally fucked up.
Now, Dom grows magic mushrooms. We eat two or three every week or so, it’s good to have a unique perspective on things when we are studying.
So anyway, I wanted to eat some mushrooms and Dom didn’t protest at all so we did so.
3 hours later, we found ourselves lying exhausted on his bed, the crazy hallucinogenic part of the trip already over. I must admit we were both pretty high, laughing at silly things and talking about all the crazy things we were able to see. We went outside for a while, the darkness in our garden making the effect of mushrooms even stronger.
Now, the last hour or so, we were calmly lying side by side, discussing all the things only people on mushrooms can discuss. It’s really hard to explain, but being high brings you absolutely new emotions, thoughts, points of view on everything, and it’s also really hard to even remember these things after tripping. The true is that our mind is too limited in it’s “normal” state so it’s not possible to think about some things in some ways while being sober. And that’s exactly why we like getting fucked up like this time to time. It’s always just me and Dom, our already unbelievable strong relationship getting even stronger under influence of mushrooms.
We’ve known each other since i can remember, being best friends for more than 15 years. Our families, people at school, everyone takes us like the two of us, always together and always inseparable. Of course we’ve had a few arguments, but none of them was important enough to disrupt our friendship in the slightest way.
I was thinking about all these things, how important he is for me and I wanted to tell him, I wanted to tell him so much what was on my mind. But I just couldn’t, that was the influence of mushrooms in my body.
“Dom, I want to tell you something.. But I can’t, it’s too hard to think about it, I can think about it but I can’t name it. But I want to tell you.”, I said after a small comfortable silence.
“Don’t worry, I understand.”, he simply said. Because he understood. He always understands.
There was another silence, both of us lying on our sides, facing and studying each other.
We were still pretty high but in the best phase of our trip - unbelievably calm, happy and satisfied. This feeling I have after a few hours of being on mushrooms is unspeakable, it’s like i don’t need anything else in the world, just enjoy the moment.
“You are beautiful.”, Dom immediately said after a good while of studying my face.
“No, I don’t think so”, I replied honestly.
“Yes Matt, you are. Maybe it’s because of the mushrooms but you are simply perfect. Just.. absolutely beautiful.”
“Yeah maybe it’s the mushrooms. I think the same of you. Just look at yourself, every part of your face just looks like it.. belongs there.”, he laughed a bit while I softly touched his face. “Is this alright?”, I asked him, but he replied just with a soft smile and a small nod, touching my face as well.
His fingertips felt unbelievable on my face, so soft and perfect, that I close my eyes and enjoyed the feel.
“Your cheekbones.. are so sharp. I’ve never noticed it before, they are just.. beautiful”, he drew his fingers along my cheekbones, and continued to my cheeks and jawline. “Could you open your eyes? I want to see them”, he asked me and I did so, our gazes meeting.
“This feels so good, Dom. Shouldn’t it be weird?”, he giggled at my question but never broke the contact between our skin.
“Do you really think anything between us could be weird, Matt? Don’t you feel that connection between us? Because I do. I always did, it’s like.. Sometimes I feel like you were a part of me, a part of my soul which I can’t live without. I would be nothing without you, Matt. And you know it”, he was still looking into my eyes, the trust and honesty I saw there almost unbearable.
I didn’t know what to say. The feeling I have when I am with him, the feeling I’ve always had, is something I could never explain. I want to tell him so much but I don’t know how, I just can’t find the right words.
So instead, I just said: “I love you. I love you Dom, more than anything else. Maybe I don’t even know what love is. Yeah, I don’t know it. But I am sure the feeling I’ve got with you is the strongest feeling I could ever have. I am sure Dom, there is nothing more. I love you with all my heart and soul and if I didn’t have you, I wouldn’t want to live. Like you said, I am nothing without you.”, I finally told him, even though these words were nothing in compare with what I felt. I know it was the drugs again, making us feel absolutely submitted to each other, but these feelings have always been inside us.
He just stared at me and I think I’ve spotted a tear in the corner of his eye. We continued touching each other wordlessly, his hands now on my neck and the collarbone, my hand picking up small strands of his hair.
“You are perfect. Just perfect, Matt”, he whispered just a second before I realised our faces were just inches close, that I could feel his hot breath on my face.
I don’t know who made the first move, neither of us knows. It was so natural, it just went straight from our hearts, that our lips met in a harmony, like they always belonged to each other.
We kissed slowly at first, our lips just brushing and noses touching in a very intimate way.
I wanted it to last forever just like this, slow and hot and perfect, but my instincts were working for me and I slowly pushed my tongue inside of his mouth. He reacted immediately, opening his mouth for me and when our tongues touched for the very first time, we both moaned, almost cried out from the sensation. Our kisses heated, I was exploring his mouth with my tongue, while still caressing his face and neck with my hands.
I have kissed many girls before, I’ve already lost the count. But nothing, nothing in my life has ever felt like this. And Dom thought exactly the same, I just knew it, his kisses, touches and moans increasing.
After a few minutes of passionate kissing our lips parted, and we just continued to stare at each other. Then I’ve realised that there was a painful bulge forming in my pants. How the hell did I get this hard just from kissing?!
“Fuck, Dom.. I am horny”, I motioned at my crotch with a worried look.
“I know, it’s okay. I am fucking horny too,” he laughed a bit, “but we shouldn’t do anything more.. we are not sober and, you know..” he moved closer to me, caressing my cheek with his thumb.
“Yeah, let’s just keep doing this”, I said with a smile and moved my lips to his again.
“Wait,” he interrupted me, “could we.. just take off our shirts? I want to touch you”, he said while looking into my eyes hopefully.
“Yeah of course”, I replied, already taking off the unimportant fabric.
When we were both half-naked, our lips crashed again, hands touching every part of the exposed skin.
After a few seconds I already knew I was losing my control. His hands were everywhere, touching my back, making soft circles all over my chest, our tongues meeting in a passionate dance. When his thumb brushed my nipple and my body twitched, Dom didn’t wait a second and lapped his tongue all over it, sucking and licking softly. I cried out loudly, the sensation like nothing I’ve felt before. I pressed my groin into his, our erections meeting through a few layers of fabric, and we both groaned at the sensation.
That was the time when I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop, the whole world melted and all I wanted to do was give and receive more and more pleasure from him.
He kept sucking and licking both my nipples, my hands twitched in his hair and I didn’t really care about the animalistic sounds I was making at the time.
One look into his eyes and I knew he felt the same. This was our time and we wouldn’t be able to stop any longer.
His hands moved to my belt as he started to work on it, and in a few seconds I found myself lying on his bed all naked and exposed, with my cock standing unbelievably hard between my legs. My body was shaking and I was desperate to feel his next touch, when he took me into his hand, squeezing lightly. Immediately he moved down my body, flicked his tongue and while looking into my eyes, licked the drops of precome I already had on the head of my cock.
I cried out again, this time even louder, so he took it as a good sign and started to suck on my head. I didn’t know what to do with my hands, actually I didn’t know what to do at all, the pleasure so intensive that I wanted to cry.
I already knew I was about to come every minute, but he started to take me into his mouth really slowly, enjoying every move. I closed my eyes and started to move my hands all over my chest, pinching and squeezing my nipples.
My full length was inside of his mouth and he started to move in a slow rhytm, touching my balls with left hand.
I gave up completely but couldn’t help thrusting into his mouth, so wet and warm on my painfully hard cock.
It didn’t take long till my moans changed into screams and I lost the control of my body completely, thrusting into his mouth with no control.
A short while later, he did a particular hard suck and I emptied myself into him, with the loudest scream of this night.
I wasn’t able to do anything but breathe heavily and whimper with my eyes still closed, until Dom came back up and held me tight.
I cuddled into his neck and wrapped my arms around his body, whispering and babbling silly things into the crook of his neck, still recovering from the most intensive orgasm in my life. He was just holding me and soothing my back, kissing my forehead and hair time to time.
After a few minutes I was able to talk and think, but still not strong enough to return him the pleasure, even though that was the only thing I wanted to do in the moment. And Dom knew, he knew it though I didn’t say anything, because this was us. Always connected with no need of words. I wanted to thank him, to tell him how much I loved him and how unbelievably perfect he made me feel, but I didn’t have to, I was sure he knew.
But there was this thought, like an itch in my brain, so I asked him quietly: “Dom, do you… Do you think we will regret it?”
He just smiled and moved a strand of my hair away off my forehead.
“Matthew, remember one thing. How could you ever regret something what feels so good, something so perfect, what makes us so unbelievably happy? How? There is no way I will ever regret this, Matt. No way,”, and that was all I needed to hear before I fell into a dreamless sleep, holding him tight all the night.