I was fooling around tonight, so...
❗ strong language below and, you know, slash❗
⚫(the end is in comments)
⚪#dominichoward #matthewbellamy #muse #belldom
⚫as always, sorry for my language
“Dominic” Matt poked him but Dom ignored the gesture. “Dom” Matt frowned. “Dom. Dom!” No reaction. “Dom…” Matt hissed but Dominic has been playing with dog -- with the fucking pug -- for at least four hours and Matt hated every second. He cursed himself for hundred time because he knew, he fucking knew how all this oh so great and vice idea will end up. And he was against it with all his heart. He didn’t want a dog in the house. Why? Because he was in the exact same situation several years ago. He was forgotten, lost, abandoned and left behind with toys and porn and all of this happened because of another one black and white piece of shit, god damn all their kind! Matt loathed the thing. He looked at it and imagined how good it would look as a doormat. Every time the pug took a shit Matt was praying for its eyes to pop out of sockets as in Total Recall. Every day Matt leaved front door open, hoping the nature’s mistake will just go outside and fucking get lost for Matt’s sanity. Other -- mostly bloodlust -- thoughts he tried to suppress because he was afraid he’d do something very, very awful with bloody beast which certainty wouldn’t work as aphrodisiac to Dom. Quite contrary, actually. But Matt was horny as fuck and as if his situation wasn’t bad enough, for their last gigs Dom took the little piece of shit with them. That’s why Matt loved their last tour so much because the pug was left in LA, but now fuck, fuck, FUCK! there was no tour in a long time.