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Black Is The New Black
Black Is The New Black
Pairing: Matt Davies-Kreye, Lucas Woodland
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Rubber, mindbreak
Notes: So I had hoped, as always, to get one of the main WIPs out. Indeed it was an intent to get a prompt fic out. However between a certain someone reading through the rubber fics and giving me a suggestion I’m back with a whole new fic (as if I needed more!) but I’d always intended to do more of the ‘rubber verse’ although this wasn’t what I thought I would do.
This is set late 2023 (and I really need to find a pic of Matt but can’t find one quickly). A companion fic is coming too and will probably be the next thing before I go back to the prompts
“I’m sorry what?” Ryan looked at Matt, a dumbfounded look on his face. Matt expected that this would happen but it was still annoying to explain himself again.
“I’m leaving the band. The tour was the last time I’m singing for Funeral.” The rest of the band gave him looks, a mix of confusion and annoyance. “I know you’ve booked festivals, but I didn’t want to do them anyway so I’m not. Don’t worry though I’ll help find a suitable replacement before then.”
As soon as he finished the others started speaking, talking over each other, trying to get him to reconsider. But it was no good, Matt had already made up his mind.
***
Matt smiled as the latest vocalist finished singing for him. He had been trying to discreetly find someone to be his replacement for the band, at least for these last festival shows, but no one he’d seen so far had been a good fit. The latest one was Lucas Woodward from Holding Absence and he’d been reluctant to give him a hearing because he’d been such a fanboy when he first met him. He had come to the conclusion though that maybe that’s what the band needed, at least a fanboy would know all the songs.
And he did. Lucas had been able to sing through each of the three songs he’d chosen for him, which he’d sung along to a backing track Matt had set up. He wasn’t perfect, but at least he had known all of the words which was better than all the others.
Lucas gave him an expectant look as Into Oblivion came to a close.
“You did well.” Matt said with a slight nod and Lucas smiled hopefully. How he’d sound with the band would be a thing for the others to work out. “In fact I think you might be the best person I’ve heard so far.”
Lucas positively beamed, a broad smile on his face. “Oh I’m so glad! I’ve loved you guys for so long so it really would be an honour to play these shows.” Matt was about to give him some sort of response, something polite which would satisfy him but before he could he continued. “But I’ve got to ask, what made you not wanna do these shows? Is something wrong?” Concern flashed over his face, which was quite adorable.
Matt considered his response for a moment, before deciding it was best to be honest. “Nah, nothing’s wrong thankfully. I always wanted the tour a few weeks back to be our last. It was the guys that pushed for the festival dates next year but honestly? I’m just not interested. I don’t wanna play onstage anymore. I don’t have the energy and I just… I can’t be fucking bothered with it all.”
Lucas gave him a look, as if he was crazy, but then he was so much younger than he was. “If it was up to me Funeral would’ve called it a day and said these were the last dates but the guys are adamant to continue.” Matt had to admit, perhaps selfishly that they would reconsider the whole thing, or that the shows would go badly.
A gasp left Lucas’ lips, his eyes wide. It looked like he was about to say something, but thought the better of it. “Anyway, I’ll be in touch, there’s a few other guys that wanna audition and I know you’ve got your own tour in a few days. But like I said, you’re definitely in the running.”
“Thanks.” Lucas whispered, his smile returning. “I’ll guess I’ll be off then.” He offered his hand to shake, which Matt took and then he saw himself out.
***
Matt saw a few more guys after Lucas but none of them were right, either getting lyrics wrong or just plain sounding terrible. He knew he could throw the net out further, getting more people in to audition, but honestly? He really couldn’t be bothered. What was the point just drawing this out further?
Instead he sent Lucas’ name to the band group chat, along with a recording he’d took during the session.
Once he got a positive response from the guys he was satisfied his work with the band was over. He left the chat, turned his phone off and settled down to rest.
***
He was wrong about that being his final act for Funeral. He had one last thing to do, a comment for the official announcement of his departure. He had considered fobbing it off onto one of the guys, but changed his mind before going through with it. After all the fans did deserve some response from him. He wrote something heartfelt, but at the same time vague, hoping he didn’t show how much he was done with being in a band.
A few days later it was posted, along with confirmation that the guys had decided to go with Lucas like he had recommended.
Part of him almost felt sorry for him, for the expectation that he’d have from fans that he’d sound like him. But another part of him hoped that expectation would crush him and he’d screw it up. It wouldn’t be the ending to Funeral that he wanted, but it would be an ending. Then the guys could make something new for themselves instead, which would be better than dragging Funeral on without him.
***
There was a knock on his door and Matt sighed as he got up, heading to the front door and opening it up to find Lucas there, a smile on his face. “Hey man, mind if I come in?”
“Sure.” Matt put on his best smile, stepping aside to let him in. “How are you doing?” He asked as he led him through into his living room. “How was the tour?”
“I’m doing good, thanks. It was a lot of fun.” He smiled, setting his bag down in front of him and taking a seat. “I just wanted to thank you for recommending me to the guys.”
“I’m glad it went well. And not at all, I’m glad they listened to me.” Matt smiled, glad that was the reason he was here. He had figured he’d come and give him thanks, hopefully that would mean he’d not be here long.
“But I’m also here to say something else.” Lucas’ expression shifted slightly, his smile fading. “I just wanted to say that it’s really shitty what you did to the guys. I thought it when you first told me but didn’t wanna say anything, but after talking to the guys it’s pretty clear you really screwed them over.”
Matt snorted in derision, rolling his eyes. “What, cause I didn’t wanna do these stupid festival dates? So what.”
“You should’ve let the fans know these were the last chance to see you play with them it was…”
“Oh please. The band split years ago, this reunion wasn’t meant to go on this long as it was. They should consider themselves lucky we did that last tour at all.” Matt wasn’t sure what made him say what he thought so openly, but there was something about this guy questioning him that got to him. “Besides.” He waved his hand dismissively at him. “They have you now if they wanna keep the corpse of the band going any longer.”
Lucas gasped at that and maybe Matt shouldn’t have used that wording but it was what he really thought. “You really feel that way huh?”
“Absolutely and I’m not ashamed of that. They should do the decent thing and end Funeral now, start their own thing. And maybe they will once these festivals are done and fans can see Funeral is nothing without me. You’re good but you’re not me and the fans won’t accept you.” He almost regretted saying that, almost. But it was better he heard it now, before he got too attached to Funeral.
“I thought the guys might have been exaggerating, but you really are a shit aren’t you?” He was sure he could see Lucas’ eyes shining, almost on the verge of tears. Matt took no pleasure in it, but he didn’t feel like comforting him.
“I’m just telling you the truth. I’m sorry kid, but it’s something you’ll have to deal with.”
“I can’t believe I used to look up to you.” Lucas whispered and Matt wasn’t sure that he was meant to have heard that.
“Well you know what they say: never meet your heroes.” Matt told him, though he did feel a bit sorry for him at this point. “You’d better go before I disappoint you further.”
Lucas gave him a look, then nodded slightly, almost to himself. Matt got up from where he sat heading out to the entrance hall and he heard Lucas moving to follow him.
And then suddenly everything went black as something went over his head. He wasn’t sure what it was, but instantly clung his skin. He reached up with his hands, trying to feel exactly what it was but all he could felt was that it was something smooth covering his face. He started to panic, his fingers feeling over it, trying to find some way of getting it off. “Just relax, it’s easier that way. Or so I’m told anyway.” Lucas spoke from behind him and he turned around, flailing his arms in his direction. The thing over his face meant he couldn’t see, so he was acting blindly, but Lucas clearly saw it coming and moved away.
Giving up on that Matt tried again to feel the hood covering his face. It went to his neck, but he couldn’t mange to grip the edges enough to pull it off. He opened his mouth to try and yell through the hood but when he did he felt it contort and something filled his mouth like a ball gag, silencing him before he could he even utter a word.
He grunted in frustration, trying to force the ball out with his tongue but it didn’t budge, keeping his lips spread wide. And then he felt something on his tongue, something wet and slimy, oozing from the ball. It tasted like rubber, though was slightly salty too and he wondered if it was his sweat mixing with the rubber somehow. Enough of it filled his mouth that he had no choice but to swallow it, though it did no good as more of it kept dripping onto his tongue.
“Why don’t you put your hands down and come with me back into the living room.” Lucas spoke after a few moments, his voice soft but somehow commanding.
Matt’s hands stopped feeling the rubber hood, falling to his sides and he walked back into the living room, or at least where he assumed it would be.
As soon as he was in there he wondered why he had just followed Lucas’ instructions like that, but at the same time it had felt right to do so. He wasn’t as kinky as some of his former bandmates were but he had indulged a bit so he was familiar with being told what to do, but he’d not pegged Lucas as the sort to be like that. If anything he looked like the type that would be following orders, not giving them.
He felt Lucas’ hands on him, nimbly undoing the zipper of his fly and pushing his trousers and underwear down his legs to the floor. He heard Lucas make a little hmm sound before speaking again. “Arms out.” Matt stuck both of his arms out and Lucas worked on removing his t-shirt, leaving him naked apart from the hood that was covering his head.
He had to admit despite the suddenness of it all there was a strange kind of thrill to all this. Being told what to do, being next to naked, not being able to see. His dick twitched despite himself and he heard Lucas let out a soft laugh, no doubt at the sight of it.
“Now let’s get the rest of this on you.” Lucas lifted his feet one at a time and then pulled something up his legs. Like the hood it clung to his skin and he had to assume it was the same rubber. As soon as he thought that it felt like the gag was leaking more onto his tongue and he swallowed it down with a low moan. Lucas continued pulling it up until every inch of his pale skin was covered in the rubber suit.
It felt right somehow, to be sealed away though he wasn’t sure where that thought had come from. He didn’t have time to dwell on it as he felt something slide between the cheeks of his as, prodding at his hole. He wasn’t sure what it was because the suit was sealed, but he found that it didn’t matter as it eased into of him.
It had been awhile since anything had been inside him, and as the thing filled him up that felt so wrong. The thing, which felt like a dildo, sank into him easily, filling him completely and making him let out another muffled moan. It felt so good to be filled by it, so right and he closed his eyes, savouring stretch if it. He realised, dully, that it was expanding inside him, stretching him open even further.
His cock ached against the rubber of suit and he felt more horny than he’d ever felt in his life. He finally understood Darran’s obsession with rubber now that he was fully encased in it. This felt so incredible.
“I’m not sure exactly how this works, but I can tell that it is working.” Lucas spoke and despite the pleasure of being filled he gave him his full attention, or as full as he could without being able to see him. He felt Lucas’ hand on him, running down the chest of his suit. “Soon there won’t be much of you left.”
Matt wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but if it was important Lucas would tell him so and if it wasn’t he didn’t deserve to know.
Lucas shifted his hand lower until he was cupping the bulge of his crotch. Matt let out another moan at the contact and he heard Lucas chuckle. He started to rub at the bulge slowly, the contact sending waves of pleasure through him. He felt the tip of the dildo start to move, like it was thrusting inside him and it felt like it was wet, leaking something inside him.
“I am told that this is usually done to troublesome people.” Lucas spoke, his voice soft as he continued to rub Matt’s bulge. “And I have to admit from what the others said and the things you said today, you certainly qualify.” A few images flashed over his mind then, his arguments with the band about continuing, the things he had said to them about Funeral’s future, the things he had said to Lucas. The intense emotion associated with them felt overwhelming and that felt wrong.
“But you’re not going to be causing anyone anymore trouble ever again.” For a moment Matt wondered what he meant by that, but the thought faded away almost as soon as it crossed his mind, along with those other thoughts that had been bought back.
All that mattered now was the pleasure of being filled and the way Lucas’ touch felt against his dick. The dildo in him spilled inside him, painting ass with something. A hazy part of him wondered if that should matter but that was drowned out by the pleasure as well as a similar spray on his tongue. “Cum Matt.” Lucas whispered, his fingers pressing against his bulge harder. The words made him orgasm, shooting across the inside of the rubber suit that surrounded him. “There we go.” Lucas withdrew his hand from him. “Now we wait.”
***
Matt wasn’t sure how long he stood there. Time had no meaning inside the suit, not just because he couldn’t see any passage of time but because it didn’t matter. There were a few stray thoughts and emotions that crossed his mind, but they were quickly pushed down, discarded as not important. None of those things mattered. Not his past, not his feelings about Funeral, not the songs that he’d written, not even his sense of self. None of that mattered.
There was a sound, a knock at the door followed by movement as Lucas went to answer it. There was sounds of voices, but Matt couldn’t make them out and even if he could it wasn’t important for him to know what was being said. That was followed by Lucas returning with the other person. “So here he is.”
“Oh wow, he certainly looks the part doesn’t he?” The other voice spoke up. It was unfamiliar to him, though he recognised the accent as being American. “What’re you going to do with him? Gift him to the others as stress relief?”
“Maybe.” Lucas replied, sounding thoughtful. “But for now I think we should have some fun with him.” His fingers stroked Matt’s face, where his eyes would be and he spoke up. “You can see now.” The rubber across them shifted slightly, becoming thinner, more like lenses and he could see Lucas standing in front of him.
He looked different now, not wearing the casual gear he had been in, instead wearing leather pants and a tight black t-shirt. Beside him was a man Matt didn’t recognise, even dimly. He had long dyed blonde hair and wore leather trousers along with a matching jacket. The clothing looked more natural on him somehow than it did Lucas and the mystery man smirked at him. “Oh I can tell that we’re going to have a lot of fun with you.”
Matt felt sure that he was right, despite not really knowing what he meant.
Pairing: Matt Davies-Kreye, Lucas Woodland
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Rubber, mindbreak
Notes: So I had hoped, as always, to get one of the main WIPs out. Indeed it was an intent to get a prompt fic out. However between a certain someone reading through the rubber fics and giving me a suggestion I’m back with a whole new fic (as if I needed more!) but I’d always intended to do more of the ‘rubber verse’ although this wasn’t what I thought I would do.
This is set late 2023 (and I really need to find a pic of Matt but can’t find one quickly). A companion fic is coming too and will probably be the next thing before I go back to the prompts
“I’m sorry what?” Ryan looked at Matt, a dumbfounded look on his face. Matt expected that this would happen but it was still annoying to explain himself again.
“I’m leaving the band. The tour was the last time I’m singing for Funeral.” The rest of the band gave him looks, a mix of confusion and annoyance. “I know you’ve booked festivals, but I didn’t want to do them anyway so I’m not. Don’t worry though I’ll help find a suitable replacement before then.”
As soon as he finished the others started speaking, talking over each other, trying to get him to reconsider. But it was no good, Matt had already made up his mind.
***
Matt smiled as the latest vocalist finished singing for him. He had been trying to discreetly find someone to be his replacement for the band, at least for these last festival shows, but no one he’d seen so far had been a good fit. The latest one was Lucas Woodward from Holding Absence and he’d been reluctant to give him a hearing because he’d been such a fanboy when he first met him. He had come to the conclusion though that maybe that’s what the band needed, at least a fanboy would know all the songs.
And he did. Lucas had been able to sing through each of the three songs he’d chosen for him, which he’d sung along to a backing track Matt had set up. He wasn’t perfect, but at least he had known all of the words which was better than all the others.
Lucas gave him an expectant look as Into Oblivion came to a close.
“You did well.” Matt said with a slight nod and Lucas smiled hopefully. How he’d sound with the band would be a thing for the others to work out. “In fact I think you might be the best person I’ve heard so far.”
Lucas positively beamed, a broad smile on his face. “Oh I’m so glad! I’ve loved you guys for so long so it really would be an honour to play these shows.” Matt was about to give him some sort of response, something polite which would satisfy him but before he could he continued. “But I’ve got to ask, what made you not wanna do these shows? Is something wrong?” Concern flashed over his face, which was quite adorable.
Matt considered his response for a moment, before deciding it was best to be honest. “Nah, nothing’s wrong thankfully. I always wanted the tour a few weeks back to be our last. It was the guys that pushed for the festival dates next year but honestly? I’m just not interested. I don’t wanna play onstage anymore. I don’t have the energy and I just… I can’t be fucking bothered with it all.”
Lucas gave him a look, as if he was crazy, but then he was so much younger than he was. “If it was up to me Funeral would’ve called it a day and said these were the last dates but the guys are adamant to continue.” Matt had to admit, perhaps selfishly that they would reconsider the whole thing, or that the shows would go badly.
A gasp left Lucas’ lips, his eyes wide. It looked like he was about to say something, but thought the better of it. “Anyway, I’ll be in touch, there’s a few other guys that wanna audition and I know you’ve got your own tour in a few days. But like I said, you’re definitely in the running.”
“Thanks.” Lucas whispered, his smile returning. “I’ll guess I’ll be off then.” He offered his hand to shake, which Matt took and then he saw himself out.
***
Matt saw a few more guys after Lucas but none of them were right, either getting lyrics wrong or just plain sounding terrible. He knew he could throw the net out further, getting more people in to audition, but honestly? He really couldn’t be bothered. What was the point just drawing this out further?
Instead he sent Lucas’ name to the band group chat, along with a recording he’d took during the session.
Once he got a positive response from the guys he was satisfied his work with the band was over. He left the chat, turned his phone off and settled down to rest.
***
He was wrong about that being his final act for Funeral. He had one last thing to do, a comment for the official announcement of his departure. He had considered fobbing it off onto one of the guys, but changed his mind before going through with it. After all the fans did deserve some response from him. He wrote something heartfelt, but at the same time vague, hoping he didn’t show how much he was done with being in a band.
A few days later it was posted, along with confirmation that the guys had decided to go with Lucas like he had recommended.
Part of him almost felt sorry for him, for the expectation that he’d have from fans that he’d sound like him. But another part of him hoped that expectation would crush him and he’d screw it up. It wouldn’t be the ending to Funeral that he wanted, but it would be an ending. Then the guys could make something new for themselves instead, which would be better than dragging Funeral on without him.
***
There was a knock on his door and Matt sighed as he got up, heading to the front door and opening it up to find Lucas there, a smile on his face. “Hey man, mind if I come in?”
“Sure.” Matt put on his best smile, stepping aside to let him in. “How are you doing?” He asked as he led him through into his living room. “How was the tour?”
“I’m doing good, thanks. It was a lot of fun.” He smiled, setting his bag down in front of him and taking a seat. “I just wanted to thank you for recommending me to the guys.”
“I’m glad it went well. And not at all, I’m glad they listened to me.” Matt smiled, glad that was the reason he was here. He had figured he’d come and give him thanks, hopefully that would mean he’d not be here long.
“But I’m also here to say something else.” Lucas’ expression shifted slightly, his smile fading. “I just wanted to say that it’s really shitty what you did to the guys. I thought it when you first told me but didn’t wanna say anything, but after talking to the guys it’s pretty clear you really screwed them over.”
Matt snorted in derision, rolling his eyes. “What, cause I didn’t wanna do these stupid festival dates? So what.”
“You should’ve let the fans know these were the last chance to see you play with them it was…”
“Oh please. The band split years ago, this reunion wasn’t meant to go on this long as it was. They should consider themselves lucky we did that last tour at all.” Matt wasn’t sure what made him say what he thought so openly, but there was something about this guy questioning him that got to him. “Besides.” He waved his hand dismissively at him. “They have you now if they wanna keep the corpse of the band going any longer.”
Lucas gasped at that and maybe Matt shouldn’t have used that wording but it was what he really thought. “You really feel that way huh?”
“Absolutely and I’m not ashamed of that. They should do the decent thing and end Funeral now, start their own thing. And maybe they will once these festivals are done and fans can see Funeral is nothing without me. You’re good but you’re not me and the fans won’t accept you.” He almost regretted saying that, almost. But it was better he heard it now, before he got too attached to Funeral.
“I thought the guys might have been exaggerating, but you really are a shit aren’t you?” He was sure he could see Lucas’ eyes shining, almost on the verge of tears. Matt took no pleasure in it, but he didn’t feel like comforting him.
“I’m just telling you the truth. I’m sorry kid, but it’s something you’ll have to deal with.”
“I can’t believe I used to look up to you.” Lucas whispered and Matt wasn’t sure that he was meant to have heard that.
“Well you know what they say: never meet your heroes.” Matt told him, though he did feel a bit sorry for him at this point. “You’d better go before I disappoint you further.”
Lucas gave him a look, then nodded slightly, almost to himself. Matt got up from where he sat heading out to the entrance hall and he heard Lucas moving to follow him.
And then suddenly everything went black as something went over his head. He wasn’t sure what it was, but instantly clung his skin. He reached up with his hands, trying to feel exactly what it was but all he could felt was that it was something smooth covering his face. He started to panic, his fingers feeling over it, trying to find some way of getting it off. “Just relax, it’s easier that way. Or so I’m told anyway.” Lucas spoke from behind him and he turned around, flailing his arms in his direction. The thing over his face meant he couldn’t see, so he was acting blindly, but Lucas clearly saw it coming and moved away.
Giving up on that Matt tried again to feel the hood covering his face. It went to his neck, but he couldn’t mange to grip the edges enough to pull it off. He opened his mouth to try and yell through the hood but when he did he felt it contort and something filled his mouth like a ball gag, silencing him before he could he even utter a word.
He grunted in frustration, trying to force the ball out with his tongue but it didn’t budge, keeping his lips spread wide. And then he felt something on his tongue, something wet and slimy, oozing from the ball. It tasted like rubber, though was slightly salty too and he wondered if it was his sweat mixing with the rubber somehow. Enough of it filled his mouth that he had no choice but to swallow it, though it did no good as more of it kept dripping onto his tongue.
“Why don’t you put your hands down and come with me back into the living room.” Lucas spoke after a few moments, his voice soft but somehow commanding.
Matt’s hands stopped feeling the rubber hood, falling to his sides and he walked back into the living room, or at least where he assumed it would be.
As soon as he was in there he wondered why he had just followed Lucas’ instructions like that, but at the same time it had felt right to do so. He wasn’t as kinky as some of his former bandmates were but he had indulged a bit so he was familiar with being told what to do, but he’d not pegged Lucas as the sort to be like that. If anything he looked like the type that would be following orders, not giving them.
He felt Lucas’ hands on him, nimbly undoing the zipper of his fly and pushing his trousers and underwear down his legs to the floor. He heard Lucas make a little hmm sound before speaking again. “Arms out.” Matt stuck both of his arms out and Lucas worked on removing his t-shirt, leaving him naked apart from the hood that was covering his head.
He had to admit despite the suddenness of it all there was a strange kind of thrill to all this. Being told what to do, being next to naked, not being able to see. His dick twitched despite himself and he heard Lucas let out a soft laugh, no doubt at the sight of it.
“Now let’s get the rest of this on you.” Lucas lifted his feet one at a time and then pulled something up his legs. Like the hood it clung to his skin and he had to assume it was the same rubber. As soon as he thought that it felt like the gag was leaking more onto his tongue and he swallowed it down with a low moan. Lucas continued pulling it up until every inch of his pale skin was covered in the rubber suit.
It felt right somehow, to be sealed away though he wasn’t sure where that thought had come from. He didn’t have time to dwell on it as he felt something slide between the cheeks of his as, prodding at his hole. He wasn’t sure what it was because the suit was sealed, but he found that it didn’t matter as it eased into of him.
It had been awhile since anything had been inside him, and as the thing filled him up that felt so wrong. The thing, which felt like a dildo, sank into him easily, filling him completely and making him let out another muffled moan. It felt so good to be filled by it, so right and he closed his eyes, savouring stretch if it. He realised, dully, that it was expanding inside him, stretching him open even further.
His cock ached against the rubber of suit and he felt more horny than he’d ever felt in his life. He finally understood Darran’s obsession with rubber now that he was fully encased in it. This felt so incredible.
“I’m not sure exactly how this works, but I can tell that it is working.” Lucas spoke and despite the pleasure of being filled he gave him his full attention, or as full as he could without being able to see him. He felt Lucas’ hand on him, running down the chest of his suit. “Soon there won’t be much of you left.”
Matt wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but if it was important Lucas would tell him so and if it wasn’t he didn’t deserve to know.
Lucas shifted his hand lower until he was cupping the bulge of his crotch. Matt let out another moan at the contact and he heard Lucas chuckle. He started to rub at the bulge slowly, the contact sending waves of pleasure through him. He felt the tip of the dildo start to move, like it was thrusting inside him and it felt like it was wet, leaking something inside him.
“I am told that this is usually done to troublesome people.” Lucas spoke, his voice soft as he continued to rub Matt’s bulge. “And I have to admit from what the others said and the things you said today, you certainly qualify.” A few images flashed over his mind then, his arguments with the band about continuing, the things he had said to them about Funeral’s future, the things he had said to Lucas. The intense emotion associated with them felt overwhelming and that felt wrong.
“But you’re not going to be causing anyone anymore trouble ever again.” For a moment Matt wondered what he meant by that, but the thought faded away almost as soon as it crossed his mind, along with those other thoughts that had been bought back.
All that mattered now was the pleasure of being filled and the way Lucas’ touch felt against his dick. The dildo in him spilled inside him, painting ass with something. A hazy part of him wondered if that should matter but that was drowned out by the pleasure as well as a similar spray on his tongue. “Cum Matt.” Lucas whispered, his fingers pressing against his bulge harder. The words made him orgasm, shooting across the inside of the rubber suit that surrounded him. “There we go.” Lucas withdrew his hand from him. “Now we wait.”
***
Matt wasn’t sure how long he stood there. Time had no meaning inside the suit, not just because he couldn’t see any passage of time but because it didn’t matter. There were a few stray thoughts and emotions that crossed his mind, but they were quickly pushed down, discarded as not important. None of those things mattered. Not his past, not his feelings about Funeral, not the songs that he’d written, not even his sense of self. None of that mattered.
There was a sound, a knock at the door followed by movement as Lucas went to answer it. There was sounds of voices, but Matt couldn’t make them out and even if he could it wasn’t important for him to know what was being said. That was followed by Lucas returning with the other person. “So here he is.”
“Oh wow, he certainly looks the part doesn’t he?” The other voice spoke up. It was unfamiliar to him, though he recognised the accent as being American. “What’re you going to do with him? Gift him to the others as stress relief?”
“Maybe.” Lucas replied, sounding thoughtful. “But for now I think we should have some fun with him.” His fingers stroked Matt’s face, where his eyes would be and he spoke up. “You can see now.” The rubber across them shifted slightly, becoming thinner, more like lenses and he could see Lucas standing in front of him.
He looked different now, not wearing the casual gear he had been in, instead wearing leather pants and a tight black t-shirt. Beside him was a man Matt didn’t recognise, even dimly. He had long dyed blonde hair and wore leather trousers along with a matching jacket. The clothing looked more natural on him somehow than it did Lucas and the mystery man smirked at him. “Oh I can tell that we’re going to have a lot of fun with you.”
Matt felt sure that he was right, despite not really knowing what he meant.
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i dont think i've read all your rubber fics so i might be lacking in the lore but im curious about the stuff he was forced to swallow :o im assuming it was some kind of aphro or brainwashing drug?? bc he went from WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING to oh this is a sex thing cool im down rq like that was a wild switch up LMAO IDK IM CURIOUS ABOUT THE SUIT MECHANICS because it almost seems like a kind of sci fi thing??? dont mind me being a nerd about worldbuilding in this leather kink fanfiction im lame sgjklsgjh also curious about like the end goal, i assume it's a kind of sex slave thing (the "stress relief" line made me think that, although i suppose he could also be a living punching bag LMAO if i was his ex bandmates i'd love to beat the shit out of a mindless leather version of him bc he's a proper cunt BUT THATS JUST ME. i also noted lucas's style/vibe change (him wearing leather at the end, which makes me think the shy boy act is fully 100% fake and he's a sinister guy with Ulterior Motives beyond just turning his ex idol into a leather suited doll) which makes me wonder if we're gonna get more into his motives and backstory in the companion fic 👁️👁️ idk that might be wishful thinking on my part bc he's the character that interests me the most and he's adorable so yk. (no idea who blondie at the end is im guessing another guy from a different band? IM SHIT AT KEEPING TRACK SORRY 😭
anyways i'll stop yapping but this was really good!!! it was great to see you post a piece of writing again and you really managed a lot of mystery, characterisation, and mechanics in a short fic! ik this is a piece of a full universe/series but as someone reading it as essentially a standalone, it absolutely works as its own thing!!! like, its equally a satisfying story on its own as well as making me wonder and think a lot about the broader universe and the characters!!! it may not be my fandom or my kink but i LOVED this either way and honestly that's what makes an impressive fic imo — if someone can enjoy it with no prior knowledge or expectation :3
amazing job as always, and thank u for the gift of stuiefic on this rainy saturday afternoon 🩷
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I dunno if you have either! I think you’ve read at least one of them!
But anyway the lore vibes! The basic vibe is the suit mind controls the wearer, but it’s not complete until they both swallow and get some shot inside them. Then it takes over, making them lose themselves to become obedient and mindless. (Amd upyes used as sex slaves/toys)
And that’s ok I don’t mind answering at all🖤 but yeah I did envision the stress relief thing being a punching bag too👀 the companion stuff is about him yeah (and the first part is up now!)! And I’d say the shy boy thing is mostly real👀 yeah that is another guy from another band but not one I’ve known for too long so don’t worry about not knowing!
That’s ok I love your yapping it’s sweet!awww thank you so much! Ahhh you’re so kind and seeet I’m so glad you thought so! That’s honestly all so nice I’m so😁
Awww I’m glad you read!🖤🖤
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It feels right that Matt chose his 'replacement' and considered Lucas, even though he is just a filthy little fanboy 😅😆 And I love that Lucas doesn't clock him right away...he's really happy to get Matt's praise/approval, and is just worried whether everything is okay with Matt. And then instantly just gets a thud down to reality. I get the impression that maybe Matt had a bit of a 'front' when they did their CDADIC/Hours/TDTT tour with them because the way Lucas reacts gives the impression he feels this is out of character for Matt. Also the way he looks down on him for being younger, viewing him as naiive. Well damn, haha.
I also enjoyed the perspective from Matt's side. He doesn't want to play with the band any more, but he still wants to be the centre of attention despite everything. How he feels he has to give a statement about his departure, and "feels sorry" for Lucas because he can't measure up to him, hoping that he'd be crushed under the pressure.
And then Lucas' return 👀 The way he speak to him, upset but doing his best to hide it, as he tells Matt his behaviour was shitty. He's cool with the torch being passed to him and taking over, but you can really see his perspective as a fan of the band, really pissed off at Matt for not doing anything as a way for fans to say goodbye.
And then bless him. He *still* wants to believe there's good in Matt. How Lucas says that he thought the other guys were exaggerating when they'd spoken to him about Matt's poor attitude, and how even though he has come with a solution, he is still crushed when Matt just continues to exhibit shitty, selfish behaviour. Telling him he's worthless, that the fans won't accept him. I choose to believe Lucas showed up still not entirely convinced he was going to go through with everything, that he wanted Matt to prove to him that he wasn't a shitty person. But he just digs himself deeper and deeper, making things worse if anything.
Loved that you went with my suggestion for the hood. It really worked! :D How Matt is immediately clawing at it and Lucas just remains calm, saying to relax because it's easier that way 👀 And how as soon as he opens his mouth, he becomes gagged. It's kind of like the reverse of the others, with him being gagged first and filled later.
I like to think that sweet, submissive Lucas doesn't speak in a particularly 'commanding' way to Matt, but due to the rubber taking control of Matt's brain, he hears it as such when he tells Matt to come with him into the living room? Same with when he instructs him to stick his arms out and he undresses him...he's just talking to Matt, but Matt can't help but obey and view him as domineering. I really loved that 😍
And you can tell that it has a quick effect on him, maybe the hood is more overpowering so it's a little quicker for Matt to fully obey because unlike others, he's pleased and happy to be encased before it even properly happens. How he immediately felt that it was wrong he hadn't had anything inside him in so long, how it felt right that he was completely covered...and also how he understands it's weird there's something 'filling' his ass from inside the rubber but doesn't question it in the slightest.
The mention of Darran's rubber kink, and how Matt understood the appeal. Heh. It just has to be done 😍😂😂
“Soon there won’t be much of you left.” Matt wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but if it was important Lucas would tell him so and if it wasn’t he didn’t deserve to know. - BEST LINE IN THE WHOLE FIC. I love this so much, you can see he is completely gone at this stage...his only 'thoughts' being of obedience towards Matt, and knowing that is the only thing of importance to him. He doesn't need to think for himself any more if Lucas is thinking for him!
AND FINALLY THE ENDING OF HIM WITH ANTHONY. I have to admit, when I first read this I was really hoping it would be him, heh. Especially of the description of him looking so natural in his 'kinky' look whilst Lucas is still a bit of a duck out of water. I'm sure Anthony is a very good teacher for him though, heh.
This was great, loved it so much, and I'm really looking forward to the next bits!
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Matt dles feel it’s his responsibility to get someone to replace him for the last shows cause he does still care about the band in his own way, he just doesn’t want tobe a part of it. (And doesn’t see it lasting without him). But yeah Lucas is kinda wide eyed about it all and of course he’s worried that Matt took a step back due to heath reasons and is disappointed that’s not it. And yeah Matt does look down on him cause of his youth and cause he’s a fanboy but he doesn’t wanna say it at least not then!
He does feel that Funeral won’t last without him and I’m not sure if ipthats him being self centred or just being realistic. Part of him is hoping he’ll be proved right and it’ll happen fast so Funeral’s memory isn’t tarnished.
Yeah Lucas exactly! He’s heard about how he’s acted and he’s so upset with how the situation has been handled by him.
He absolutely does feel there’s good in Matt, he wants to believe everything is an exaggeration but at this point Matt’s totally done with it and just snaps at him and says things he shouldn’t. And you’re absolutely right it’s that which makes Lucas decide to use the suit on him. I do think Matt would have regretted what he said and apologised later but it was just the wrong thing at the wrong time!
Yeah thanks for that! I couldn’t decide a way to go with it and a way I did try didn’t really fit, so this felt much better. And yeah that’s a good point! I feel him getting hooded first allows it to take over a bit faster, especially once he’s gagged.
I feel Lucas is saying it in a commanding way as possible but if a regular person heard it they wouldn’t buy it! But because of the suit Matt has no choice but to follow his instructions.
Yeah! Again cause it’s reverse of usual because his head is covered the control is quicker. And yeah not being covered or filled feels so wrong to him so he’s glad the suit can provide both😏
Of course! I have to include it!😂
Oh thank you! I’m really pleased with that line too! It really does encapulate what’s left of his ‘thinking’
I’m so glad you liked his inclusion! Originally the thought was it would end with one of the Funeral guys, but when I was looking into the timeline sand saw Holding Absence and Dark Devine’s tour was around when Lucas was announced it seemed to fit perfectly. And yeah! Anthony just owns his look and Lucas is so new to it👀 and yes he really is!
Oh im so glad! I hoped the rest ends up being good! This whole thing has just… expanded 😅
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I'm pretty sure Lucas knows he is looking down on him as a fanboy but doesn't say anything because he's too polite 😅
Yeah, it's kind of like this weird paradox. He wants to wash his hands of the band, wants to leave, but doesn't like that they will be carrying on without him because he still wants the attention. I'm truly fascinated by this version of Matt, haha.
I think you're right, whilst Matt believes what he said to Lucas I do feel it was a spur of the moment kneejerk response because he's fed up of this fanboy telling him that he's disappointed in him, heh.
"As commanding way as possible" haha bless him, he is trying but I think we all know where his true calling lies ;)
Yeah I found it really cool that having the hood on first sped it up!
Haha totally. It just sums up Matt's mind so perfectly now!
And I'm sure the rest of it will be great too!