The Bet

Jan. 4th, 2016 08:19 pm
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Title: The Bet
Author: hannah_chapter
Pairing: Belldom
Rating: 18/NC-17
Summary: Sometimes it's better to lose than to win.
Feedback: Hit me.
Disclaimer: I don't own Muse and these events only occured in the diseased swamp that is my imagination.

This is one half of space_blackout's birthday gift. Bit late, but better late than never.

It's getting late, they're on their fourth (or is it fifth?) game of pool. They're pretty evenly matched and the atmosphere grows thick with tension, infecting everyone in the bar. The blond, whose name Matt hasn't stopped to ask, slides a hand up and down his pool cue before flashing Matt a wicked grin.

"Let's liven this up, make it interesting," he says.

"What did you have in mind?"

The other man pulls a fat roll of cash from his pocket and places it on the pool table.

"I can't match that," Matt says, "I just don't have that kind of money."

"You don't need money."

"If you say so. You're not playing for money. What are you playing for?"


Matt blinks.

"I don't understand."

"It's simple. You win, you get all my money. I win, I get to fuck you. Right here, in this bar, on this pool table."

"You cannot be serious."

"But I am. Are you in?"

Matt considers his options. He could refuse. That would be the sensible choice, and the one the blond and everyone else in the bar probably expects him to go for. Just say no and run away with his tail between his legs while they all share a good laugh at his expense.

Fuck that.

"Alright," he tells the blond and the bar at large, "it's a deal."

The blond's smile widens.

"I was hoping you'd say that. Let's play."

It's the closest game yet. They're evenly matched to the end and Matt puts up one hell of a fight. Then he misses a shot - the shot - and the blond takes the opportunity he's been given and runs with it, crushing Matt in roughly thirty seconds. He drops his cue on the table, then turns to Matt and holds out a hand.

"Shall we?"

Matt could still run. He doubts anyone would try and stop him. But a bet's a bet and he knew the terms when he agreed to them. The two men stand perfectly still, looking at one another. The bar is completely silent as the crowd waits for Matt's next move. Matt breathes deep, takes the blond's hand and allows himself to be drawn into the other man's arms.

"Ever been fucked by a man before?" the blond asks.

"Yeah," Matt replies as the stranger backs him up against the pool table, "but never in front of a live studio audience."

"Well, you know what they say, first time for everything."

Any response Matt might give is smothered by the blond's lips, impossible soft, pressing against his own.

Matt clutches the edges of the pool table as the blond deepens the kiss. His head begins to swim, partly from lust and partly from the sheer insanity of the situation he's found himself in.

He can't be doing this, can he? Can't be letting a complete stranger kiss him and feel him up right in the middle of a crowded bar.

He can. He is.

And yet, this really shouldn't be happening. Somebody should be putting a stop to this; kickling them out of the bar or just plain kicking the shit out of them.

But they don't.

Even as Matt pulls the stranger's hands from beneath his shirt and guides them to his belt buckle, even as the stranger opens Matt's jeans and exclaims happily at Matt's lack of underwear, theY just sit.

And watch.

Matt is soon bent over the pool table, palms pressed against the felt. Did the blond bring the lube with him, or did he get it from someone in the crowd? Matt doesn't know, but he's grateful for its presence as the other man gives him a thorough and expert fingering.

A collective gasp goes up from the audience as the blond eases into Matt and starts to fuck him, slowly at first, then with steadily increasing speed and force as he finds his groove.

The smaller man moans and sweat drips from his brow, turning the green felt black. It's unbelievable: he's being fucked in public by a complete stranger and it is, without a doubt, the best sex he has ever had. The tension coils within him, tighter, tighter....

Their audience claps and cheers when Matt comes, moaning and biting his lip hard enough to draw blood. Then the blond comes, mostly inside Matt but pulling out at the last and letting the last of it drip between Matt's gaping cheeks - and they give him a standing ovation.

The blond accepts their applause as he tucks himself away and buttons up. Then he's gone, pushing through the crowd and out of the bar. It occurs to Matt that he should probably do the same, before this public fuck turns into a gangbang.

He finds the blond outside, leaning against his car, waiting for him.

"That ..." the stranger says, "that was really something."

"It was, wasn't it?"

"You want to get out of here? Go somewhere private and get to know each other better?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

They climb into the blond's car and drive away.
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