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Murdoc's Victory	By : HellsFunnyHome Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Gorillaz Views: 1744 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Damien Albarn and Jamie Hewlett are the rightful owners of the Gorillaz. I don't know them, own them, or make any money from them. I also do not know any characters from the band Gorillaz. This is a creation of pure fiction, made up from

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Vicky sat behind the lounge at the entrance of Kong, her legs propped up on the counter to give her feet some relief from her heels. With a drink in hand and a cigarette in the other, she lazily watched the crowd of people she had never met before as they chatted away and mingled. Taking a sip of her tequila sunrise, she looked around hoping to find 2D to let him know she was beginning to convince herself that it was time to go– it was getting late and she was never much for partying.
"Tha's a very pretty drink yah got there, uhuhuh. Can't handle to stronger stuff huh?" came the charismatic voice that urked Vicky.
"I was never much of a drinker in the first place." She shrugged. "Happy Birthday." She tilted her head to follow his movement as Murdoc made his way to the counter next to her legs.
"Yah look like yah ate a rotted egg or something, the way it's scrunched up like that."
"Gee, thanks." Vicky rolled her eyes, wishing that he would go away and 2D would appear.
"Yah know," Murdoc said as he leaned over to take her drink and finish it in one swing. "We haven't really got on lately. What's wrong? Don't like ol' Mudsy anymore?" He grinned his infamous womanizing grin and looked at her with a predatory gaze.
"Oh come off it. You know why." Vicky looked him straight in the eyes.
"Yah mean because of our, uh, disagreement in the car park some time ago? Yah really need to let thin's go love."
"I'm sorry I don't find your treatment of my boyfriend amusing and your treatment of me is even less tolerable. Why are you such an ass all the time?"
"I think I explained meself to yeh once before and I don't like to repeat myself. Only top, that's my motto, uhuhuhuh." He grinned pervertedly, to which Vicky could only begin to hide her chuckle through her cigarette.
"Don't you have any groupies to bang right now or people to impress with your stories of how great you are?"
"Oh yes! I have tooooons of people ready to jump when I say so but quite honestly they're all boring tarts and farts. I'd much rather come here and see if I could convince yeh to give me a proper birthday present." He looked at her with dark seductive eyes.
"Birthday present huh?" Vicky maneuvered her foot over to Murdoc's bare chest. "What were you thinking? Something with a bit more of a seductive tone?" Her voice lowered to a sultry tone. "As her leg moved down she could feel Murdoc beginning to breathe heavier. Right as he was about to touch her stocking covered leg she stood up and made her way to sit right next to where he was. She ran two fingers across his shoulder and turned his face to look at her. Murdoc's eyes were glazed over with both a lustful and intoxicated shine. "Pfft. Yeah right." Vicky hopped down and back into her seat again. "Birthday or no birthday, you ain't gettin' none from this mujercita. That would only happen if I was lacking in a man, which I'm not. 2D happens to be a very talented and interesting individual who also happens to know how to take care of any carnal needs I might have. Sorry bud, you might as well go get a hooker or a groupie, since there seems to be enough of both tonight."
Murdoc merely chuckled. "It was worth a shot, though I did enjoy that little display yah put on. Almost made me believe we were back in yehr apartment swappin' tongue, wouldn't yah agree?"
"I have absolutely no idea what your talking about." Vicky closed her eyes with a very pleased look on her face.
"Of course yah don't Queenie. While I did enjoy our interaction I must say the night isn't getting younger and neither am I. I'm off to see if I can beat my own record in number of ladies I can get through by the end of the night."
"What's your magic number so far?" Vicky couldn't help but ask.
"13." Murdoc stated proudly.
"Holy hell that's a lot." Vicky whistled. "In one night?"
"Mhm." Murdoc licked his lips yet again as he waggled his eyebrows. "Yah sure yah don't wanna help break the record?"
"Positive." Vicky took a long drag of her cigarette and blew it in Murdoc's face.
"Shame." And with that Murdoc walked away leaving Vicky to herself.

Murdoc sat in his Winnie waiting for the random woman he picked up on his way back. She had given him a wink as he walked past her and he, wanting to get his party really going, took her to the infamous bathroom stall where he proceeded to shag her senseless. As they walked out, she offered to get him another drink and he gladly accepted, letting her know he'd be waiting for her in his Love Shack on wheels. The alcohol running through his veins was no seemingly catching up to him as he felt his head fall backwards onto his pillow. He kept his eye closed but kept his ears open for the return of that woman.
Murdoc turned his head in the direction of his door when he heard the familiar sound of heels clicking. His vision now blurry, he grinned lustfully at the figure of the well-endowed woman in front of him.
"There you are Murdoc. Did you miss me?" Murdoc squinted, her voice not being quite the same as the one from the bathroom.
"I was getting' ready toooo invite someone else for some fffffffffun, uhuhuh." He said, turning his face up to the ceiling and closing his eyes.
"Awwww poor baby is drunk." The woman pouted and walked closer to the satanist. "But is he too drunk for poor me I wonder? You won't let me hangin' now will ya?"
"Of cooooourse not love! Now c'mere!" Murdoc slurred, moving himself to an upright position. "Where's m' drink?" He had trouble keeping his eyes open and as he moved to grab it the strange woman grabbed his wrist.
"Let me." She whispered huskily, taking a swig and placing her lips upon his. Their tongues moved together as the alcohol traveled from mouth to mouth. He was so close he could smell her perfume which smelled strangely of coconuts. Murdoc pulled away to get a chance to swallow the strong drink. He tried to blink away his blurred vision and nearly choked when he took notice of the woman on top of him. It was Vicky! She moaned, hiking her dress up and taking hold of her breasts.
"C'mon Murdoc, let's really celebrate your birthday."
"I didn't think yeh'd come down."
"That makes you an idiot, but a sexy one at that." She leaned forward, taking his large green hand and leading him all over her body. "No more talk. I just want you to fuck me hard and fast, please Murdoc."
Murdoc slammed his lips against hers, running his fingers through her unruly hair, holding her tight against him as if to not let her go. All those nights of plotting how to get her away from the Dullard were thrown away but he never expected her to come to him so willingly. Murdoc groaned as he felt her drag her nails across her back and whisper naughty words to him. He couldn't wait any longer and slipped off the clothes on his lower body, plunging into her quickly.
"Ooo Murdoc…" She moan loudly, which Murdoc quite liked. Yes, he enjoyed the sound of his name on her lips and he was determined to make it happen again.
"Say it again." He commanded.
"Muuuurdoooc… ah! Fuck me fast…"
He complied, thrusting into his exotic lady and reveling in the feel of her walls around him. His speed increased as her voice grew louder and louder, he wanted the idiot to hear her. He wanted 2D to know that he had won, just like he always did. Vicky was his now and, though he didn't quite know why, he wasn't willing to let her go back. 'Mine…' This though caused him to pull her shoulder forward in a forceful kiss as his hips continued to work. 'Mine!' Murdoc grabbed her hips and slammed them onto himself, grinding against her pelvis and causing her to cry out loud.
"…ine…" By this point Murdoc was grinding his teeth together at the sensation of having Vicky riding so forcefully against him. He felt her spasm around his member and, knowing he brought her to an orgasm, he felt his cock twitch in excitement, ready to blow. "… mine…" He groaned against her chest, flipping them over so he was now above her. He opened his eyes, the alcohol still affecting his senses, and took one final look at her impassioned face before kissing her deeply and pulling out to cum all over her lower belly.
He dropped next to her and pulled her against him. He took a deep breath and got a strong whiff of her sweat and coconut perfume. He moved her frizzed hair under his chin and took one breast into his hand, massaging it gently to hear her moan as she panted.
"Never woulda pegged you– mmm– for a cuddler…" She said, drifting off to sleep. "Mind if I stay the night?"
"Oh yeah, yeah…" Murdoc mumbled, surprisingly satisfied. "Nothin' would please me more, Queenie."
Murdoc wanted to stay away but by then both the sex and the amount of alcohol had worn him out. At least he had finally got what he wanted.
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