The Pianist [Chapter 10/?]
Title: The Pianist
Author: zetastation
Beta: matturemuser
Pairing: Belldom
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: language, alcohol.
Summary: He's a man. He's not a child.
Feedback: Yes, please!
Disclaimer: I don't own Muse nor any song mentioned in this story. This is a work of fiction and never happened. No offence intended. The photography from the icon was taken by take_a_bow06 (thank you ( Read more... )
Author: zetastation
Beta: matturemuser
Pairing: Belldom
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: language, alcohol.
Summary: He's a man. He's not a child.
Feedback: Yes, please!
Disclaimer: I don't own Muse nor any song mentioned in this story. This is a work of fiction and never happened. No offence intended. The photography from the icon was taken by take_a_bow06 (thank you ( Read more... )
i promised you i will comment and comment i shall...
but first i just want to say sorry that it took me soooooo much freaking time to do so... i am soooo freaking sorry for the grief that you had to put up with from me...i truely truely had zero (ZERO!) its just sad...ad to that the fact that i dont have a computer and my dad took the laptop to japan and then returned it back to his workplace after he came back home with the promise that he will fix the new computer which he still hadnt and the hardest part was the fact that i had to have a computer because my phone is just plain stupid and makes me go through hell if i want to post a comment that is more than 5 sentences long...forget the fact of quoting text which is just impossible on my phone and is and will be very needed in this comment...ok. enough with my rambling...i am making anyone who will read this bored and theyll start thinking im crazy...which i am but that is not the point right now...
ANYWAY: i am also sorry that apart from CAPS LOCK i dont give a shit about capitalized letters right now, puncuation, appostrophes and so.....you will have to live with what ill give you ok? ok. (i just suck at remembering to use them...sowwy)
soo......to the real comment before i wont have any more space in this one and will have to use another so soon...
ok:
OMG PAM!!!!!!!!!!! OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS CHAPTER IS SOOOO FUCKING PERFECT!!!!!!!!!!!
calm down neta! now. ok. i will do this the "quote by quote" way. let the games begin!
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“Dominic,” someone called me again and my eyes fluttered open to find a grinning Matt sitting alongside me with his body leaning forward - practically above me - and his hands still holding my shoulders.
His face was a bit more than a handspan away from mine and I could easily smell the mint from his calm breath. I could also notice his wonky grin and the brightness in his sapphire eyes. I found myself speechless, amused by the fact that his happy face was the first thing I saw today.
I would like that to happen every day for the rest of my life."
awwwwwwwwwwwww the last sentence made me melt!!!!!!!!! it is just so perfectly sweet it is fabulous and amazingly well decided. it is put in the right place in the right time and the sentence that comes after it:
"After trying to get rid of those absurd thoughts of a utopic future for the two of us, I sighed in realisation, blinked a few times and responded to Matt’s smile with another one. “Good morning,” I said."
successfully broke my heart a little. how can you do that to me so easily and so fast?
"“What’s this?!” He took another comic and showed me.
But that was actually not a comic. Not at all. “Hm, eh, this is, uh… W-well…” I gazed at him and back to the magazine; the naked woman squeezing her own breasts on the cover making me blush heavily. “This is… Porn.” I finally said, trying to look anywhere else but at Matt’s face.
“Porn…?”
“Yes, pornography. Like, hm, material to- to…”
“To…?”
“T-to… Well, sometimes, uh, people need, eh… ‘Visual’ stimulation to… Feel good…? Physically? While, hm, t-touching…” I cleared my throat, seeking the most appropriate words to explain that porn could be useful as wanking material - but without saying it explicitly, of course.
Should I use the word ‘masturbation’ already? C’mon, Matt is not a child! He’ll find out about those things again sooner or later; if he had not done it already…
“Feeling good touching what?” He frowned, tilting his head to one side, visibly confused.
“Oh god… Like, do you remember, hm, that time you woke up with m-me on the couch and you… Felt… Eh, funny stuff happening, uh, down there…?” I discreetly lowered my gaze to his crotch, but I quickly looked up into his eyes.
I waited for him to shoot me a million questions about what my point was, or what feeling ‘funny’ had to do with the magazines; but, surprisingly, after a few seconds just staring at each other, he blushed slightly and simply nodded without saying anything.
I wonder if he really knew what I was talking about…
“H-hm, eh, I think we should have lunch now. Right?” I nervously stated, getting up from the bed. “And don’t forget we’re going to see your mother after that!”
“Y-yes! Sure.” He smiled quickly, placing the magazine and comics inside the box again.
“I’ll take a shower.” I started walking towards the door.
“Dominic, wait!” Matt called me and I looked back. “Will you take too long? I’m hungry…” He blushed when his stomach growled and even I heard that.
“Oh!” I laughed. “So we’d better eat now. I was planning a long shower, but I can do it later. I’m just going to brush my teeth now.”
“Alright then.” He smiled."
OMG PAM!!! I TRUELY ADORE INNOCENT MATTHEW! ESPECIALLY WHEN DOM HAS TO TEACH HIM THE RIDDLES OF INTIMACY! ESPECIALLY WHEN ALL DOM WANTS TO DO IS TEACH MATTHEW IN A HANDS ON APROACH BUT IS SCARED OF MATTHEW'S REACTION! this makes for priceless scenes as the one before us and the one that will come right after this snippet that is here to say that this scene is freakig AWESOME!
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"He was holding a white towel wrapped loosely around his waist; his body was covered in a sheen of moisture, with droplets running down his limbs and abdomen. His hair was damp, making it look a dark shade of blond, with some locks stuck to his forehead. I watched in silence when one of the drops of water fell from his fringe onto his upper lip and traced down to the corner of his half open mouth, to his chin and then his neck, until it form a pool on the dip between his collarbones.
I saw his Adam’s apple bobbing when he gulped, visibly nervous; but soon my gaze was locked on another droplet that slipped down from the pool on his collarbone. It made its way down between the subtle muscles on his abdomen, passed his navel and mingled with more droplets on that sparse amount of fair hair that continued downwards beneath the towel.
Maybe I was not supposed to look at him that way; analysing his whole body with my eyes was probably not a polite thing to do. But the truth is that I couldn’t take my eyes off him; Dominic is a truly beautiful man and I couldn’t stop admiring every inch of his body.
Was that wrong? Was it wrong to admire someone else’s body?
Well, no one could deny the fact that Dominic is an attractive guy and, seeing him this way… Oh, okay, there are weird things happening here, as in happening to me right now. Or in me…?!
Could this be what Dominic called ‘visual stimulation’ earlier…? If so, does it mean that seeing someone else’s body is like seeing ‘porn’? After all, is it wrong or not?!
“M-Matt,” Dominic called me and I looked up into his widened eyes. I was surprised to feel my cheeks heating. Why was that? “What are you doing here-?”
And then it was when ‘it’ happened. I had already noticed that the towel was hanging loose around his waist and, when he tried to walk, I think he might have lost his grip on the towel because my eyes followed the exact moment when it slipped down from his hips and revealed his hipbones and his…
Oh, Jesus Christ!
“Oh, my!” I hurried to cover my burning face with my hands and I heard a squeak from Dominic, then the sound of cloth being shaken.
“I’m so sorry!”
“I’m so sorry!” We both said at the same time. “I d-didn’t mean to look at y-your-”
“I know, I k-know!” Dominic cut me off.
“I’m really, really sorry! I should’ve stayed in my room. Sorry!” I got up from the bed, still with my eyes closed, and tried to walk towards the door, but I only ended up bumping into it. “Fuck!” I squeezed my nose in an attempt to ease the pain that quickly bloomed in that area."
are you kidding me? ARE YOU KIDDING MEEEEEEE??????? are you making this in a way that it is sooooo obvious to everyone that matt loves dom except for matt and dom????whyy paaam???? whyy???? hahahahahahahahah matt seeing doms ummm private parts (? for a lack of a better word) is (once again) PRICELESS! i just want to hug him! he really does feel bad about it and its just so sweet and all i want to do is shout at him "YOU LOVE HIM YOU IDIOT! GO MAKE SWEET FILTHY LOVE TO HIM ALREADY!" but thats just me...
pam. i hate gaia. end of sentence end of discussion. next.
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"Meeting Chris’ children was already a bit… overwhelming? They obviously had no idea what had happened to Matthew. Yes, they knew about the accident and that Matt had spent a long time in the hospital, but they had no idea about the memory loss; so, when they saw Matt, they ran to hug him and bombarded him with a million questions about everything.
Matt was really unsure about what to do and about who the kids were. Discreetly, I told him who was who. Ava and Alfie were the ones who suspected that something was not right, judging by their faces; but they also didn’t ask anything.
Kelly was amazing. She and Matt talked for quite a good while and he seemed comfortable with her. That was good, too.
I can say the dinner was fun and we all had fun, even if awkward moments had happened due to Matt’s memory. Fortunately, everybody understood whenever he didn’t catch what they were trying to say and they even shared with him at least a tiny part of their experiences together."
i....this part touched me so ch dear! i dont know why....the beginning of it with the fact that you include the kids is somehow even harder to accept that matt really doesnt know them anymore cause theyre kids and its so obvious that in RL matt and dom are the best uncles ever and matt is (i think) such an amazing dad to bing that i dont know.... this touched me waaaay moore deeply than i thought it would...thank you i guess...:)
Pam? again, i hate gaia.
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Matt was already in his fourth glass of wine. Initially I showed him a reproachful look and blamed Tom for trying to be a smart arse, but they only laughed at my face. Damn drunk men!
I sighed in defeat and had no option but join them too.
It was the first time I had gotten drunk since the accident."
awww tom is such a sweetheart (btw so is kelly but i forgot to write about her before but thats another thing...anyway) and hahahahaha getting matt and dom really seems like a stupid idea...great way to reach new adventures!!;PPP
"I might be the worst friend ever. Since I couldn’t have driven after drinking so much, Emma had been kind enough to take Matt and I back home. Maybe she had reproached me a lot during the drive, but I was not really paying attention to what she was saying. But the worst thing was that, when she left us safe and sound at Matt’s, I couldn’t help my big mouth and ended up telling Matt that I knew where he kept his wine.
And there we went to get more alcohol. We picked a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon wine and brought it with us to Matt’s room. We sat on his bed, opened and shared the bottle. We didn’t take glasses with us.
“So…” I started with a groggy voice. “What happened to Gaia?” I hiccupped and we giggled, Matthew leaning closer to me and having some difficulty maintaining his balance, sometimes his face getting much closer to mine than he had intended.
“Want the twuth?” He said funnily.
“Sure!”
He leaned in, put one hand on my shoulder and whispered in my ear, “I dunno!” and giggled once again before resting his forehead on my shoulder.
“Oh, gee! You’re so drunk!” I laughed playfully pushing him away from me, but he just grabbed my wrist to prevent him to lose balance and fall back on the mattress.
“Or maybe I know! But won’t tell you.” He winked, still holding my hand.
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“Why not?” He drank more wine.
“I really dunno, I just don’t like her!” I shrugged.
“She doesn’t like you, either.”
“That’s obvious.” I chuckled, not giving it too much importance. It’s not a secret to anyone. “Remember this afternoon, when she came visit you?”
“Hard to forget.” He laughed, but I just rolled my eyes.
“Naughty.”
“What about it?”
“I didn’t like to see her doing what she was doing, you know?” I said without thinking. Blame the alcohol.
“Why? I was having some fun.” It was his time to shrug.
“I was jealous,” I confessed.
“Jealous?” He looked at me, quirking an eyebrow in a questioning stare. “She’s my girlfriend. Why would you be jealous? Oh… Wait!” He sat straight and held my shoulders, “Do you have a crush on my girlfriend?! Are you jealous of me?!”
“What the fuck?! Of course not! Oh, shit! Never say that again! I hate her!” He loosened the grip on my shoulder and giggled.
“So why the hell would you feel jealous?”
“Never mind,” I sighed and tried to take the wine bottle from his hand, but Matt withdrew it. “What?”
“Nah! Just tell me why you feel jealous and I’ll give you the bottle,” he smirked, lazily.
“Don’t be silly! Give it to me!” I tried again.
“Nope! Tell me first!”
“This is not worth it! You know what? Keep the bottle,” I pretended nonchalance and looked away, leaning my back against the headboard again.
“You know, she’s not that bad,” He chuckled. “I mean, she knows how to do some things.” Matt tapped his forefinger on his lips, looking mischievously at me.
“Oh, god! Who said I wanted to know that?” I sighed, annoyed.
“I have some questions,” He suddenly said, “and I’m curious.”
“About what?”
“I’ve been thinking for a while now… How would it have felt to…”
“To…?”
“Remember that day, when we fought?”
“Which one?” I smiled, smugly and Matt rolled his eyes, but couldn’t help a grin.
“About the piano thing!”
“Oh, yes, sure. What about that?”
“You certainly remember that you almost kissed me.”
“W-what?! I-I didn’t!” I stuttered. Even if I was drunk, that subject was definitely something I was aware of.
“Our lips touched, that was an almost kiss.”
“A p-peck, you mean…”
“Whatever,” he smiled. “Since that day I can’t stop thinking how it would’ve felt if I hadn’t panicked,” Matt said simply.
He’d simply confessed to me one of his deepest thoughts. Thoughts that would never been said aloud in a normal situation.
“Matt, I’m drunk, you know?”
“Sure! I’m drunk as well!”
“You don’t know what it means.”
“What?”
“You’re telling me this, but… you’re drunk. If you really want me to know about it, you should tell me when you’re sober. I can’t take this seriously.”
“Why not? I’m telling you because it’s been in my mind for some time now and I just can’t stop thinking about it!”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about, Matt. You can’t just go and do the first thing that comes into your mind. It’s not appropriate and-”
I couldn’t finish my sentence because I was silenced by Matt.
Matt’s lips to be exact.
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I couldn’t stop looking at him with widened eyes, surprised by his move. He didn’t hesitate to bring both of his hands to cup my face, his thumbs caressing my heated cheeks. I held both his wrists, but didn’t dare to pull him away. I just waited and thought, enjoying the wonderful sensation of that contact.
There were so many things in my head by that time. I wanted to do a million things, but at the same time, I was afraid and uncertain. I was mostly afraid of hurting, getting hurt or regretting anything we would do.
Even if he meant what he said - that he was curious - there was no way to be sure of his reaction in the next day, when he’d realize what we did. If his wish hadn’t been expressed while sober, it’d be because he has reasons. And for god’s sake! I’m his friend, the person who must help him, not make him even more confused and definitely not the person to take advantage of him.
Even if it was just a simple kiss, that was not right.
“Dominic, tell me,” he whispered, his deep voice filling my ears, “It’d happened before, am I right? The kiss, I mean.”
“Why do you ask?” I asked back, my eyes now fluctuating from his eyes to his mouth.
“Because that time didn’t feel like the first one. And I’ve been dreaming confusing dreams, too.”
“Dreams?”
“Like memories. Have we ever kissed under a mistletoe?”
“Twice,” I revealed. Could it be possible for Matt to dream of real memories?
“And how many times overall?”
“A few.”
“The first one?”
“We were fifteen.”
“The last one?”
“The night of the accident.”
Every word came out without a second thought and, after my last reply, Matthew stopped brushing his thumb on my face and just stared at me. One of his hands slipped down to my neck, holding it gently, and the other rested on my shoulder.
“And you don’t want me to feel it again?” He asked.
“I do.”
Matthew didn’t wait much to lean forward, pressing his mouth against mine once again, carefully. He lingered there for a while, not moving, just feeling; until I decided to take the next step, licking on his bottom lip and nudging between his sealed lips, quietly begging for entrance. He obeyed quickly and let out a loud gasp when he parted his mouth and allowed my tongue in, the soft muscle immediately searching for Matt’s.
I felt the hand that was holding my neck pulling me even closer to him, so I wrapped my arms around his neck and gave in to the sensations.
He felt soft and warm, invitingly and pleasant. He tasted like the wine, sweet and fresh. Our tongues danced together, tangled, reaching every corner of our mouths; a special contact where both of us felt good.
That felt right.
“You’re different,” Matt pointed out almost in a whisper as we parted to catch our breath.
“Different?” I panted.
“With her it only felt fun, with you it feels like so much more… It feels both good and right…” he licked his lips before pressing our mouths together again, this time with a bit more fervour.
One of his hands slipped beneath my shirt to squeeze my waist, and he used the other one just to stroke up and down my back. But then I felt him pushing his body against mine, slowly laying me back. He kissed the corner of my mouth, my cheeks, my ear…
Everything felt so good…
But I had to stop him.
“Matt… We need to stop…” I said and he dragged his lips back to mine, kissing me briefly.
“I don’t want to. Neither do you,” His warm breath tickled my skin.
“We need to. We need to stop and go to sleep. Remember, we’re drunk, it won’t be good…”
“But it feels good…”
“Sober, maybe. Not drunk,” Matt looked into my eyes, pleading, but nodded anyway.
“Will you at least stay with me? Here?” He asked.
“It’s not a good idea.”
“Dominic!” He frowned and I sighed.
“Alright…”
Matthew smiled and laid beside me, dragging the duvet to cover us. “Dominic.”
“Hm?”
“I don’t think you’re easily forgotten. That’s why I feel so good around you, because deep inside I know the good person you are.”
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IM SORRY FOR THE GAIGANTIC QUOTE! I REALLY REALLY AM! BUT I * HAD * TO QUOTE IT ALL! IT IS JUST SOOOO PERFECT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i mean....DUDE!!! are you kidding me??? F I N A L L Y ! ! ! matt you genius man!!! he took the feelings he knew he had in him all along and ACTED!!!! this is written in such a sweet sweet wway pam!!! i love it!!! LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT!!!!
pam, this chapter is absolutely AMAZING! i am having the privlage to read and comment on it as it is written (the story not this particular chapter...ehm ehm) and i am truely astonished about the way you continue to grow as a writer and ontinue to grow your characters as the story goes along1 your writing has truely become more cohesive now and your english level is amazing! i salute you wholeheartedly! i akso thank you so so much for giving me and up the opportunity to read this amazing fic and for giving me the opportunity to help as it goes along...
hun? dont you dare think that all my comments will be always this long cause they wont....i love you! but writing a 40 minute comment is just too hard for me...
again, amazing amazing AMAZING FABULOUS WONDERFUL chapter!!!!
luv ya hun!!!
me:)
ps- 7 parts for one comment....fuck me i am amazing!!!(tho half of it is quotes....
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THANK YOU SO MUCH NETA!!!!! YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH HAPPY I AM RIGHT NOW AND I'M FLATTERED BY YOUR COMPLIMENTS!!! YOU'RE JUST TOO GOOD TO BE REAL AND SO KIND WITH ME I DON'T KNOW HOW TO THANK YOU ENOUGH!! YOU GOT ME GRINNING MADLY HERE I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!!
I HAD NO IDEA YOU'D LIKE THIS CHAPTER SO MUCH!!! THANK YOU VERY MUCH AGAIN!!! I THINK THIS IS MY FAVOURITE CHAPTER SO FAR AND I'M SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HAPPY YOU LOVED IT TOO!!! <333
I KNOW RIGHT?! FINALLY!!! Thank god you didn't think that I was rushing things xD That's my biggest fear here xD
Omg!!! Thank you again!!! Your compliments are making me blush heavily here and I'm not even that white you can see my red face LOLOL I'm happy you're enjoying the way this story is going and also, I'm happy you've noticed my improvement and part of it I owe to you and the girls for helping me correcting my silly mistakes and helping me brainstorming too <3 (but of course, there are always the help of the betas <3)
THANK YOOOOOOOOOOOU!!!
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They'll make sweet filthy love #SOON :P
I hate Gaia too :X
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P.S.: innocent Matt is the best <3
Hold on girl! Be patient, maybe Dom will teach a few things to Matt ;D
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Omg Neta!!! It's okay it's okay!!!! I accept your apologies! :P and you put so much effort in writing these comments and omg! I still can't believe it!!! I can't express how much I'm grateful!!! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU
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