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My Big Ox	By : Susiebeeca Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Gorillaz Views: 4217 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Gorillaz. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclamer: Slippery when wet, do not operate heavy machinery, if you think I own these characters you probably don't deserve to live, do not leave children unattended, Gorillaz belong to the guy from Blur and the guy who drew Tank Girl. Ta.

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"Russel?" Noodle was standing at the top of the stairs in her pyjamas, leaning over the banister.

"Yes, sweetheart? What is it?" he called back.

"Can you come here a minute, please?"

Russ shrugged and folded his newspaper. His mind felt very quiet without Del inside him; the ghost had left for the day to meet up with his old gang, and Russ hadn't wanted to join him. He'd sensed that Del had wanted to go alone, anyways. He was alone in Kong Studios with Noodle, who had been reclusive and moody all day, which was quite unlike her.

"Took you long enough," she said when he reached the top of the stairs. Then, tugging at his shirt, she added "Come here, will you?"

He followed her into her room with her small hand in his. The gesture would have felt sweetly innocent to him if it weren't for the way her thumb was tickling the inside of his palm, the way an old girlfriend used to do.

Noodle closed the door behind him with a soft click. "I want to ask you something," she said, her back against the door. She folded her arms over her chest, and smirked when she saw Russ' eyes dart down and then hurriedly back up again.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing's wrong. I just want to know..." She pushed her hair out
of her face, and brought her thumbnail up to her mouth to chew. "Do you....do you think I'm attractive?" she asked.

"W-e-l-l, uh..." Russ scratched the back of his head. He could feel his cheeks warming. "Did someone tell you you weren't? Cause I would kill them if they did, I swear I'd break their—"

"Russel, it's a yes or no question."

He cleared his throat, unable to tell if she was fishing for compliments or looking for an honest answer. "You're...yes, you're attractive. You have a very pretty face and a sexy accent, and you carry yourself well."

She stared at him for a long moment, twirling glossy strands of hair in her fingers. "Okay," she said finally, "Let me rephrase that. Are you attracted to me?"

Russ gaped at her. So that's what she wanted! He shook his head fiercely and pushed his words out in a rush: "No, no, Noodle, I would never do anything to hurt you, and I'd never take advantage of you, and—"

She stepped forward so that her flat stomach pressed against his rounded one. "You didn't answer my question."

Russ stepped back, seperating them. "I don't think that's an appropriate question, princess."

Noodle took another step forward, and he another step back, except this time something hit the back of his knees. His legs buckled and he sat down heavily on Noodle's mattress.

"Well, I think you're very sexy," she said, and her eyes were glittering. She reached out to touch the shell of his ear, but Russ' broad hand stopped hers and pushed her arm away.

"Listen to me, Noodle," he began, scooting away from her on his rear, "I don't know what you're doin' here, but—man, it ain't right!"

She giggled and rested her chin on her fist, never breaking eyecontact. "Oh, sweetie, relax already! I didn't mean to freak you out."

"Oh. Um. That's okay." His heart was still thudding.

"I, uh, have another question," she said. She crossed her legs to sit facing him, and her pyjama pants pulled up slightly to show the curve of her calves, a tanned golden colour with speckles of darker spots. Russ considered putting his hand on her knee, but decided it would probably be misinterpreted.

"Fiway.way."

Noodle smiled and leaned forward to whisper "Do you trust me?" in his ear.

He blinked. "What?"

"Do you trust me?" she repeated, and moved so that her breasts touched his shoulder.

Russ shifted, uncomfortable with the closeness. "Of course I do."

In three snapping motions, she had him flipped on his belly and pinned one arm under the other. "Bad idea," she murmured.

Russ heaved and tried to throw her off, but she'd anchored his arms so that he couldn't get up without popping his elbows out of joint. The soft giggling started again as Russ wriggled back and forth, trying like a pinned worm to extricate himself from the grasp of the girl one-third his weight.

"Say Uncle!"

"What? No!"

Noodle tightened her grip, and Russ groaned in pain. "Say Uncle!" she demanded, pushing his arms farther.

"Ow! Okay! Uncle! Uncle!!"

She made an amused little grunt, and let his arms fall back into a more comfortable position without breaking the hold she had over him. "I knew you would," she crowed.

"Okayodleodle," Russ puffed. "What do you want?"

"Oh, nothing much," she said sweetly. A drawer opened and closed beside him, and Russ tried to crane his neck around to see.

Noodle's hand whistled through the air and came down with a crack on Russ' meaty buttocks. He yelped.

"Did I say you could look?" she snapped.

"Noodle! What—I—"

Crack! "Now hold still, will you?"

Russ lay, frozen, not sure what he should do. Noodle pulled both arms straight and clicked something cold around his wrists, tested to see that he was stuck to the bedposts, and sat back, satisfied.

Noodle's weight shifted off his back and she moved to stand in Russ' limited line of sight. "I'll be right back," she said, grinning. Then, touching her fingertip to his lips, she added "Don't go anywhere."

She skipped out, laughing, and closed the door. Russ twisted his neck around and saw that she'd cuffed him with studded restraints. They were lined with leather but seemed to be made of metal, and a few test pulls showed they would not give easily. His rear still stung from those slaps, and yet... Beads of sweat formed on his forehead. He was halfway erect, and he could feel it pressing into the mattress beneath him.

Russ squirmed, and the cloth of his underwear chafed against his still-swelling privates. He knew very well that Del always managed to find him, no matter where he was. How long would it take this time? And what exactly was Del going to do if he found him like this? Russ grimaced; no, he knew exactly what Del would do, and it wouldn't be pretty. Maybe Del was in on this. Maybe Noodle was downstairs, congratulating herself on a prank well done. Maybe—

He tried to sit up, but his arms were pulled too tightly for him to lift his belly off the mattress. Now he was scared. Maybe, he thought, if I can get my feet on the ground I can drag the be the the door and...and what? Call for help? ...But to who? No one else is here! Oh hell, he realized, she's got me completely trapped.

The doorhinges squealed, and Russ jumped in surprise. Noodle was in the doorway, leering, outlined in a halo from the bright hallway lights. She was strapped into a skin-tight dom outfit, with thigh-high boots, a sculpted brassiere, and a corset that tapered to a point just over her vulva. She also had a long riding crop jutting out from her fist.

"Oh, shit," Russ said under his breath.
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