Matthew was so focused on his task: his lips were forming his trademark pout and he was slightly frowning, his long fingers removing the old strings very carefully in order not to cut himself with the hard material, paying attention not to make any jump out of his grasp. based on real events hahaha
It was quite mesmerizing, thinking he was in such symbiosis with his instrument that he knew any part of it by heart, and treated it with such reverence and caring. I can feel Matt! I can!! :'D It's the same with me and Bellamy's Scream (don't laugh plz.... It's the name of my baby guitar .-. really... I think I've never told you before *shush*)
However, the way Matthew touched his guitar could only be defined as reverently: his hands caressed its body like it was the one of a lover and the sense of completion he gave to anyone who observed him playing it was frankly enviable. Dominic had lost count of all the times Matthew had indeed grinded against his guitar as it was the desirable body of a woman, moving his hips as he was lost on the brink of release.
He could also be capable of all the opposite: he was famous because all the guitars he had destroyed, slammed against his drums or just throwing them in the air, carelessly; those times always reminded Dominic of a tough break up, when all your fury could be shown. Nevertheless, he still could see the sheer love Matthew had towards his instrument, even if it was reduced to pieces: raw passion, a threesome between music, talent and guitar. Like it was the result of a long night of wild sex: torn buttons, ripped garments and damaged headboards. OMG! Perfect descriptions!!! Really! You was able to put in a few words the whole relationship between Matt and his instruments! :'D
“It’s kind of difficult to explain what I mean. Just… I love seeing you with it. You’re like only a one being, it’s mesmerizing”, he explained absently, looking at the instrument in Matthew’s hands. aww Irene!! I love the way you can describe feelings so well! This was short but also touchy and idk! I can feel a deep meaning, idk! I'm confused! Hahaha I just love this fic so much! <3
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Date: 2013-11-19 06:38 pm (UTC)It was quite mesmerizing, thinking he was in such symbiosis with his instrument that he knew any part of it by heart, and treated it with such reverence and caring. I can feel Matt! I can!! :'D It's the same with me and Bellamy's Scream (don't laugh plz.... It's the name of my baby guitar .-. really... I think I've never told you before *shush*)
However, the way Matthew touched his guitar could only be defined as reverently: his hands caressed its body like it was the one of a lover and the sense of completion he gave to anyone who observed him playing it was frankly enviable. Dominic had lost count of all the times Matthew had indeed grinded against his guitar as it was the desirable body of a woman, moving his hips as he was lost on the brink of release.
He could also be capable of all the opposite: he was famous because all the guitars he had destroyed, slammed against his drums or just throwing them in the air, carelessly; those times always reminded Dominic of a tough break up, when all your fury could be shown. Nevertheless, he still could see the sheer love Matthew had towards his instrument, even if it was reduced to pieces: raw passion, a threesome between music, talent and guitar. Like it was the result of a long night of wild sex: torn buttons, ripped garments and damaged headboards. OMG! Perfect descriptions!!! Really! You was able to put in a few words the whole relationship between Matt and his instruments! :'D
“It’s kind of difficult to explain what I mean. Just… I love seeing you with it. You’re like only a one being, it’s mesmerizing”, he explained absently, looking at the instrument in Matthew’s hands. aww Irene!! I love the way you can describe feelings so well! This was short but also touchy and idk! I can feel a deep meaning, idk! I'm confused! Hahaha I just love this fic so much! <3
So fluffy!!!