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Prompt: Phone
Pairing: Murderface/Knubbler



The spikes from his Dethphone dug into Murderface’s palm with the comfort he was used to receiving from minor pains. The screen was dark at the moment but any second now…

Guitar riffs rendered into a jangled melody by the tinny speakers echoed around the dim cavern of his room and Murderface checked the Caller I.D. before he raised it to his ear.

“Yallo,” he said, voice clear and confident the way it only was when he was completely alone.

“William.” His name carried, nasal but clear and, intriguingly breathy as if his caller had been running or something. “Are you alone?”

Now THAT was an interesting question and Murderface grinned as he settled more deeply into his mattress. “Maybe. Why?”

“I’m alone.” The voice on the other end took on a plaintive note, pitch rising through clogged sinuses. “And lonely.”

“Oh really? You misshin’ me?”

“Mmmhmm…” There was a faint rustling noise, clothing stirring. “I wish you were here.”

“I am here.” Murderface shifted on his bed, reaching down with a hand to open his shorts. “You can here me. You jusht relacksh and turn off your eyesh and I’ll make you forget I’m not right there nexscht to you.”

Unlike the rest of Dethklok, who tended to merely tolerate their Dethphones when they weren’t using them as weapons or dropping them into toilets, Murderface was practically welded to his. No one could see him over the phone; no one could see his chubby gut, his gapped teeth, his greasy hair, or the myriad cuts and scars that covered his ugly form. And his speech, while still slurred, didn’t get spittle all over his conversation partner. Effectively invisible, Murderface felt free on the phone. He had power and control and it was much easier to express himself than he had ever found in person. Heh, one day he’d record Planet Piss over the phone. He knew a producer who was good enough to make it sound great.

“Okay.” The voice sounded expectant now, the breaths that washed over Murderface’s ear audible and more rapid.

“You comfortable? Good, now, I want you to lift the bottom of your schirt, let your fingersh schkim over your schtomach. Pretend it’sh me. Your schkin’s sho shoft and schmooth. It feelsh sho good under my fingersh…”

As he spoke, knowing his commands were being obeyed by the listener on the other end of the line, Murderface followed suit himself, letting his calloused fingers slide beneath the edge of his stained t-shirt to trace circles around his navel before slowly, slowly, traveling lower.

Fifteen minutes later, satisfied panting bathed Murderface’s ear and he lay sprawled, one corner of his sheet damp from his half-hearted efforts to clean himself up. And then, without warning, all he heard was a dial tone. For half a second he panicked, but then his caller appeared, naked and with his eyes aglow in the doorway of his bathroom, and Murderface grinned and made room on the bed for his lover.

Date: 2008-12-18 11:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] irrelevant.livejournal.com
You know, I've never even watched this show (although I pretty much cut my teeth on Metallica, Megadeath and AC/DC) but I still loved this drabble. *grins*

Date: 2008-12-18 04:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] riverotter7.livejournal.com
Oh damn, you're so good with this pairing. I adore Will/Dick! They're just meant for each other! <3<3<3

Date: 2008-12-19 12:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] riverotter7.livejournal.com
Thank you! It's Snooch from Two Lumps (www.twolumps.net) a lovely comic about two Russian Blues, one who wants to eat as much as he can and one who'd like to take over the world, sort of a Pinky and the Brain, yet as Cats.

Can I send you some snow? We're due to have 8" up here with 30 mph winds and a windchill of 20 below.
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Date: 2010-01-11 06:13 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cdrhom.livejournal.com
OK, The phone solution to the communication problem is positively inspired! Four bananna stickers!

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