One Night's Slumber

[Murduck]

*smiles softly at her*
Your welcome.. *leans over and kisses her once again, wrapping my arms around her waist, pressing up against her*

[Lissachoa]

*the emotion from before felt even deeper and more alive, feeling my new heart beat against his chest, gently closing my eyes, embracing what I have missed for so long.*

[Murduck]

~ He felt his heart beat faster and faster, feeling more alive. He caresses her slowly, as the kiss becomes more deeper and powerful. He lays her down against the bed gently; he knew what he was doing this time. Her skin felt delicate and soft, as he brushed it with his finger tips. He lays down next to her, looking over at her, stroking her soft hair ~

Do you want to continue..?

[Lissachoa]

*bites my bottom lip in thought for a moment before rolling over to my side facing towards him*

well, I dont wanna take too big of a step....*kisses his chin*

[Murduck]

Alright then.. *kisses her lips, moving down to her neck, caressing her gently**I pull away, and lay on my stomach, and shut my eyes, slowly drifting into deep sleep*
(( lol i'm going to sleep as well. Goodnight. ))

[Lissachoa]

(( night night))

*curls up next to him and smiles*

finally asleep...you did good......I think I can rest easy myself now...

*closeing my eyes and eventually fall's asleep as well*

[Murduck]

~ They slept in peace till the morn. He woke up sore, and still in pain. Leaning over her, he brushed the hair off her face, gently and kissed her on the cheek and neck. He slid off the bed slowly and shuffled his feet to the bathroom. Shutting the door behind him, he peeled off the wet bandages from his body and dropped it on the floor carelessly. The scars were dry and frightening. Removing his clothes, he slipped into the shower and allowed the hot steamy water to beat against his back, washing away the dry blood.

The steam built up, forming a fog like warmness around him. He tilted his head back, allowing the water to beat against his body and chest. Peace. It was almost like ecstasy even. Never had he felt so good. It has been years since he felt it.

He should have left her years ago. He could have. He wanted to but he chose to believe that there was something more to it, and that things would get better. Was it guilt that lead him to believe he loved her? Perhaps.

It was still hard for him to trust anyone, even lissachoa. The very idea of being abandoned once more could only be so bearable.

Was she feeling the guilt he felt years ago?

Perhaps. ~

Mmmmm *brushes my wet hair back, shutting my eyes and enjoying the water beat against my face*

[Lissachoa]

*rolling over back and forth on the bed as though fighting to stay asleep, Lissachoa was never a morning person, yet in the end she never had much of a choice but to get up. getting tangeled in the sheets she pulls a pillow over her head and grumbels a bit, it's been a long while since she slept in like this and she wanted to keep it that way however the sound of the shower water kept sturing her from her sleep, causing her to roll off the bed...*

*thud!*

owie....geezzz.....

*sits up and rubs my head a bit*

[Murduck]

~ The blood dripped down his back slowly, and fell to the floor, getting sucked down the drain. He leaned his head against the tiled walls, the water, slowing cleaning the wounds on his back. The rotten smell of death was finally removed and it lingered no more. It was a relief and refreshing. A fresh new start. Thoughts and ideas rushed into his head.

No more drowning in self-pity and loathe. He is Murdoc Niccals. He is strong. He is bad. He's a conniving prick and a bastard brought in from the depths of the underworld to wreak havoc upon to unsuspecting world, with his intrepid skills in music, his devilish charm and his oh-so-seductive ways. To hell with empathy. To hell with depression. Make the most out of life. Be greedy, selfish and hedonistic. Be who you want to be and be who you are.

Luxuria
Gula
Avaritia
Acedia
Ira
Invidia
Superbia

The seven deadly sins downtrodden by society, and avoided. We live in contrary to these acts, but is what we're doing truly an act of virtue? Living the life of ancient laws. Where is the respect of human dignity and logic in that? Does it not degrade us all, and demean man's ability to decide and judge for ourselves what is right and wrong? Does it not falsify us, and transform us into something we are not?

The biggest sin is to lie to yourself..~

*lathers myself with a bar of soap*

~ And yes, he is taking a bath. ~

[Lissachoa]

*standing up a bit I take a look ariubd my surroundings, remembering every second of what happened since I walked up to the Bago, I could not help but smile for myself a bit. still though, best if no one finds out about this, away from the band and the media, it would probebly ruin his bad ass figure.*

[Murduck]

~ He finally finished his shower. Sticking his hand out from the shower, he fished for a towel, but to non-avail there was none left. ~

Great.. *mutters to myself**gets out of the shower, flicking my wet hair*
*walks out of the bathroom, and digs into the cupboards, searching for the towel, not noticing Choa, awake*

[Lissachoa]

*blinks*

.....umm....morning.....

*blushes as I looks away a bit, trying to act casual*

[Murduck]

*still digging through the cupboards*

Err hey morning, right.. Bugger where the bleeding hell did it..Aha!..Wait no...
*continues digging*

[Lissachoa]

*rolls my eye before turning around then tossing a towl over to him*

[Murduck]

..*picks it up and wipes my body with it, then wraps myself with it*

*smirks at her* Don't pretend as if you didn't like what you saw.