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You have bewitched me, body and soul.

WHO: Murdoc and Bro
TONE: Apologetic
RATING: M for Manly
WHEN: 19th, evening.
WHERE: Bro's quarters.
WHAT: Murdoc done goofed and is finally apologising for it, as he should.
STATUS: Ongoing

Murdoc had never expected the fight to last so long. Stupid of him, really, given that he hadn't at all attempted to apologise or fix it. It wasn't that he expected it to blow over, or that he expected Dirk to make the first move. It's more that he expected Dirk to reject any apology that he made. This fight has already exposed Murdoc for the prideful creature he is. His values, as dated are they are, were part of who he is. He's begining to see what little value they have to him, really. It's just so difficult to re-evaluate prejudices you've been raised on. He's lived his whole life feeling superior and better by virtue of his birth and... it hasn't really gotten him anywhere. He doesn't have a wife for his kids and he certainly isn't living the dream. He'd wanted to be an auror as long as he remembered, but where did that get him? Not fucking far, that's for sure. Now that he can't have what he wanted all along, he's starting to see what's better for him in the long run. Maybe it took a few punches to the face and a severely messed up back to see what was there all along, but he could see it now.

Above all things, it's not power or wealth or superiority above others that he wants. What he wants, more than any valueless belief, is to be loved. He hadn't realised it before, but now he knows that deep down the only thing he desperately seeks is companionship. If he's not alone for the rest of his life he'll be far better off than the bitter, lonely and prejudiced version of himself he could very easily become. He knows what he needs to do to stop that from happening, and it's going to take a lot more than an apology to fix what keeping his mouth shut could have prevented. He can see it. He was wrong. He knows he was wrong. It feels so god damn weird to admit it to himself, but it doesn't make him feel as weak as he imagined it would. It makes him feel strong and it fills him with zeal. If he can admit it to himself, surely he can admit it to Dirk of all people. Right?

He hadn't expected to grow so close to the other man. He was a childish brat who could be weirdly stubborn about things Murdoc couldn't comprehend. He made him flustered and bothered him to get reactions and he doesn't always seem to think about what he's saying. He could be overbearing and clingy and maybe just a little bit more like Murdoc than Murdoc would care to admit. He can't easily recall hating the other man, but he did. He hated the reactions he could get from him and really, he hates it now. He doesn't want to admit it, but Dirk has him by the collar as far as feelings go. He is a source of immense frustration for Murdoc that is, in the end, entirely worth it for the rush he gets from being close to him. He's had a few partners over the span of his lifetime, but he's never felt as mutually wanted and accepted with any of them like he has with Dirk. That alone was a precious feeling, something he would be a fool to throw away. He can feel his heart ache just thinking of Dirk, let alone thinking of losing him. He can feel himself falling and it's embarrassing as it is absolutely amazing. Hell. He's already fucking fallen. He fell flat on his fucking face. He needs to pick himself up and be the kind of person Dirk deserves.

That's why he's at Dirk's door tonight. That's why he's knocking. That's why knocking is taking too long and he's barging in anyway. Locks are of no consequence to an auror. Maybe it's invasive to barge into the other man's room, but can he really turn him away when he's giving him the most utterly pathetic yet equally adoring look he's ever given anyone? No, no you can't. He's going to speak before Dirk can anyway.

"I am an absolute moron and the most remarkably stupid man to ever make your acquaintance." He's just going to let that hang in the air for a moment before he continues. "I was wrong."

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Oh, Murdoc. It's good that you appreciate him for this. Not just anyone would be willing to give you a handjob the night you made up after a nasty fight. It takes a special kind of person to be so willing- or rather, it takes a very perverted kind of person to be so willing. You hooked a perv, Murdoc, he hopes you're happy.

Murdocs reactions have him smirking, and he can't help the way his ego grows at how easy it is to get reactions out of Murdoc. He teases his hands along the shaft some more, before he finally presses his fingers inside the waistband and pulls it forward and down slowly, freeing Murdoc's dick.

"Looks like Murdoc Jr. sure has missed me, eh?" he raises an eyebrow, giving Murdoc a devious grin. Lightly, teasingly, he wraps his hand around the base, not doing much more than that for now.

Bro has no idea how much Murdoc appreciates having a perverted boyfriend. It makes him feel so much less judged about his insane libido and his perfectly adequate kinks. In fact, Bro can make him feel just a little bit INadequate in that regard. Though he feels like he could grow fond of a great deal of the things Bro is into.

He is lucky. He's the luckiest man in the world. He has a gorgeous and lovely boyfriend and he's still confused as to how he could have allowed himself to push him away like that. He swears that is never going to happen again. He's going to be stuck on him for a long time.

"Mmh." Is all he can manage in response, but the soft chuckle that follows it confirms he is enjoying it. He raises his hands to Bro's face, cupping it and stroking his cheeks with his thumbs. He leans down to kiss him, pushing his hips closer as he does.

It's alright, honestly. Bro makes just about anyone feel inadequate in the kinks department. He's open to so much. On the bright side, though, they never have to worry about their sex life getting boring. The chances of that ever happening are so laughably small that to think about it is completely stupid. Bro is lucky in that regard, because any normal person would probably be put off by him and his weirdness. So he really is lucky to have someone with a libido like Murdoc's.

Bro returns the kiss slowly and teasingly, as he begins to stroke Murdoc. He doesn't want it to be over too fast, so his strokes are slow as well, the goal to work Murdoc up until he's putty in Bro's hands. More so than he already IS. Because it's pretty clear that Murdoc wants this badly, so Bro is pretty sure it won't take too much to get him worked up. He won't make him beg for it, though. That would just be cruel given the circumstances, and he isn't that big of an asshole.

So he strokes Murdoc as a fairly slow speed as he kisses him lazily, sucking at Murdoc's bottom lip every now and then as he lets out a satisfied hum against the other man's lips.

Between them, they could slowly make their way through a very long bucket list of kinks. Murdoc is happy to try most things so long as he doesn't feel humiliated, he's only really shy about the fact that he's very nearly insatiable. He can't help it. He likes sex, it hits all of his vital points. Those being his intense need for attention, devotion and satisfacton, all of which Bro provides.

Despite Bro's slow pace, Murdoc is pushing down into the kiss quite eagerly. He's missed the way Bro's mouth tastes and feels. He's wanted to grab him by the collar of his shirt and kiss him for weeks now. He's not dillydallying with it now, his tongue is already slipping into Bro's mouth to explore.

He lets out an impatient moan, shifting his hips upward and moving his hands to stroke Bro's chest. He grips the fabric lightly, sighing into the kiss and teasing at Bro's tongue with his own.

Bro is quite determined not to get too worked up. He doesn't want this to end in sex, and if he gets too into it, it probably will. His willpower is only so strong, after all. So that's why even though Murdoc is eager and needy, he's still determined to kiss him slowly and lazily. He does at least pick up the pace of his hand though, when Murdoc moans impatiently and bucks into the touch. He also lets out a chuckle and breaks the kiss after a moment, pressing his forehead against Murdoc's.

"Somebody's impatient today." As he speaks, he gives Murdoc a squeeze and an expert twist of his wrist on the upstroke.

The fact that he isn't getting worked up is just a tiny bit frustrating. He knows he's been a prick, but god he wants to do something mutually satisfying right now. He wants to hear Bro groan and watch him squirm and know he's enjoying it as much as he is. But he knows this is all he deserves, so he resists the urge to push him over and take this to the next level.

"My apologies." He grunts, letting out a strained chuckle. "It's hard not to be eager." It's been WEEKS, Bro. WEEKS.

Not gonna happen, Murdoc. Unfortunately. But soon- he'll probably not be able to last too long. He is a man of certain needs himself, after all. But for now, he's entirely comfortable just being a tease and giving Murdoc a nice handjob. "Don't apologize. I think it's cute." He smirks and then picks up the pace a little, stroking harder and faster.

Murdoc is going to rely heavily on Bro's love and need of sex to keep himself hopeful. If Bro doesn't come around soon he's going to be paranoid that he's getting something on the side. And Murdoc would probably deserve that too after what a jackass he's been.

Though even thinking about that makes him feel weirdly guilty, like he's betraying Bro's honor by even thinking that. He lets out a small sigh, leaning his forehead against Bro's and moving his hips upward.

"I'm glad someone does." He says, just a little sulky about it. He hums as Bro picks up the pace, moving to bury his face into his neck and groan against it, trying to refrain from nipping him too hard. He has no idea if he wants to be marked after all.

Of course, he doesn't last much longer with all of this attention being paid to his dick, it's only maybe a few more minutes before he's muttering frantically about being close and climaxing into the other man's hand.

Bro doesn't mind the closeness, and he reaches out to wrap around Murdoc's neck as Murdoc buries his face in his neck. He hums softly, letting his eyes close as he works Murdoc's cock. This is pretty nice, he thinks. It feels somehow more intimate than sex would right now. Or at least to him. And that feels pretty damn good.

He tilts his head a little to press a kiss against Murdoc's forehead, breathing in the scent of his hair and letting the lust wash over him as he does so. He's not overly horny right now, at least, but he'll probably quietly jerk off in the bathroom when he's done here.

Bro's hand grips a little tighter when Murdoc starts cumming and strokes him through it, lips quirking in a faint smile. Once he's finally done, he pulls off Murdoc's dick and then promptly wipes his hand on Murdoc's pants.

The closeness makes everything so much better. He feels like they're safe and, because of that, he feels safe. He doesn't know what he'd do if Dirk decided he wanted to end it instead of giving him a chance. He doesn't handle rejection well, it wouldn't have gone well at all.

He disregards the what-if thoughts and chooses to focus on how good it feels to be experiencing a wonderful after glow whilst nested against Bro. He's pressing more of his weight onto him at this point, his knees are still weak from his orgasm and he's resisting the urge to collapse ontop of Bro.

It's his irritation from the wipe that wakes him up a little. He raises his head away from Dirk's shoulder so he can scowl down at his pants before scowling at Dirk. "Was that necessary?" He asks dryly, moving to tuck himself back into his pants with a small amount of difficulty. Whatever. "What now?" He asks, unsure if Dirk is going to allow him back into his bed.

Murdoc's scowl is met with nothing more than an amused look and satisfied look. Consider that 'revenge' of sorts. He feels oddly happy with himself for having done that. "Yeah," is all he says to it, leaning in to press a kiss to Murdoc's cheek like the obnoxious little shit that he is. When Murdoc asks that question, he raises an eyebrow. What's he mean what now? And then it hits him that Murdoc doesn't actually want to leave. After a few seconds of thought, he just shrugs lightly.

"Well... if you wanted, the couch is free," he offers. "I don't mind."

The offer of the couch seems to cut Murdoc's line of thought off at it's roots. It seems fairly heavily implied that he isn't wanted in his bed and it would hurt way too much to ask for a sincere answer right now. It's a little saddening and it's a damper on the warmth of his afterglow.

He hums, pressing a kiss back on Dirk's cheek and nestling up against him as best he can. He really doesn't want to be seperated from him right now, so if the couch is as close he can get he'll take it.

"Alright." He presses a kiss to his neck. "I'll be here, then."

Bro can tell that the answer has deflated Murdoc a little, and there's a pang of guilt, which is why he wraps an arm around Murdoc's waist as the other nestles up against him. There's a small part of him that wants to change his mind, but at the same time he feels like he has to hold his ground just this once. So after a moment of holding Murdoc close, he pulls away and gives him a nod. "See you tomorrow, then."

Except the problem? It's an hour and a half or so later of Bro laying in bed, unable to sleep. Now that he's made up with Murdoc, the bed feels emptier than it has in a long, long time. Knowing Murdoc is just a few feet away in the other room on the couch just makes it even more difficult to deal with. He figures maybe Murdoc has suffered enough. He knows he himself has, at least. So... He finally just decides to get up, making his way out of his room. Whether or not Murdoc is asleep yet or not, Bro is going to slide onto the couch with him despite the limited space, and press close to him.

Murdoc has fallen in and out of sleep a few times, it's kind of hard to get a goodnight's sleep when this couch isn't nearly as comfortable as his bed. He's begining to think it was a mistake to linger, he might even have to call on Dolores for a massage, but somehow knowing he's a little bit closer to Bro puts him at ease.

He's a light sleeper but Bro is pretty damn light on his feet. He's having a brief moment of sleep as the other man approaches, and he continues to pretend as if he is up until Bro presses against him. He lets out a soft huff of a laugh, scooching backward and pulling Bro up onto him so they're both more comfortable. Other than that, he doesn't call him out on it or bring attention to it, he just buries his face against his neck and lets out a content sigh.

"I love you so much." He grumbles in a soft voice before slowly letting the warm, content feeling ease him into a much better sleep.

Bro allows Murdoc to pull him against him, not fighting it at all. It... feels really good to be so close to him again. He knows he shouldn't be so readily accepting of how good it feels, but he can't help it. He's missed it, and after so long, it feels nice to be able to do this again.

"I know," he whispers back, bringing a hand up so he can run it across his cheek slowly, before letting it fall back down. He's quiet after that, allowing Murdoc to fall asleep. It's only when he's absolutely sure that Murdoc is asleep that he speaks. "I love you too, asshole." It just kind of comes out, but he can't find it in him to really care. Murdoc is asleep, and he doesn't have to worry about him hearing. It's the truth and he can't deny it, either. Why else would it all have hurt so much, if it weren't?

But saying it to him when he's conscious is a whole different thing than saying it to him while he's sleeping. He isn't quite sure when he'll be able to do that, but at least this is a start. And with that, he allows himself to drift off to sleep too, almost feeling like a weight's been lifted off his chest.

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