Title: Mouths of Decadence, Part VIII
Characters: Chris Cornell and Eddie Vedder
Rating: NC-17 (oh yes, slash and het)
Word Count: 2977
Summary: Call my name/Through the cream/And I'll hear you/Scream again


Even though he had listened to Eddie’s side of the story as well as read his thoughts regarding such, Chris still couldn’t get over the fact his girlfriend was driving their getaway car from the warehouse. The fact she kept looking in the mirror at the still naked blond woman beside him didn’t bother him at all; her being alive did. She was dead. So was Beth. So was Eddie. He really shouldn’t have touched the food that Scott brought him. It was probably laced with some of his fancy mind altering drugs. Though come to think of it, if this was what drugs brought him, Chris was okay with it.

“So where do we go now?” Susan’s calm voice interrupted his musings, her eyes finding his in the rearview mirror. “And what do we do with her?”

He shrugged, “You can fuck her if you want. I’m not gonna.”

“Um, okay,” she responded. “You didn’t answer the first question.”

Chris shrugged again, looking out the window, “You got a cigarette? I really need a smoke.”

Beth dug a pack out of the glove compartment, handing it to him in the back seat before searching out a lighter. Deeply inhaling the smoke, he leaned backwards, his head resting on the neck support of the backseat. He felt like he had been completely mind-fucked and for someone whose special ability was reading minds, this was a very big deal to him. He sucked down three cigarettes in succession, letting the images of the city blur by as Susan drove. He knew she wanted some destination, but he had no idea where. They’d try to find him again, especially now that he had the golden goddess. There was no where they could hide.

“Go back to the house,” he muttered.

“You sure about that, babe?” Susan asked.

He nodded, “Might as well. They’ll come for us wherever we go. I’d like to die in my own bed.”

“We could go to my place,” Eddie suggested.

Chris shook his head, “Not big enough for the five of us. Least my house has a bit more room.”

The car pulled into the driveway not too much later. The five climbed out of Susan’s car, no one making any moved to cover the woman still. Chris smirked, hearing his neighbor’s thoughts from across the street. He practically wanted to grab the nude woman and fuck her in the lawn for all to see, since apparently as a rocker he was already bad influence. Oh if only they knew.

He heard Susan lock the door and deadbolt behind them and couldn’t help but laugh at her action. As if a deadbolt was going to keep them out. They would still come, they would still get in. He was still going to bring down the black hole sun. No. Let Susan and Beth play around with the blond. That wouldn’t cause any troubles and then she would feel desired like she apparently needed to feel. Actually the thought of watching his girl get it on with the goddess was a big fucking turn on and he was already getting slightly aroused at the prospect.

“Chris?” Eddie’s voice interrupted his thoughts of pushing the three women together.

“Yeah?”

“What should we do now?”

He shrugged, pulling out the cigarette package again, “Wanna fuck?”

The other man stared at him, his eyes and mouth wide. They were still standing with the women, with their girlfriends and Chris was asking him to fuck? It was one thing to fool around when the girls didn’t know. It was one thing to fool around with their knowledge. How could he—

“Beth’s okay with it,” Chris declared, lighting his cigarette. “She’s hoping we leave her alone so she can bury her face in blond bitch’s pussy.”

“You need to stop doing that,” Eddie said softly.

“What?” he blew the smoke out the side of his mouth. “Reading your mind? Sorry, babe, I can’t. Not any more than you can stop thinking about how much you like my cock.”

Eddie gasped like a fish out of water, causing Chris to smirk. Turning away he headed into the kitchen, deciding since it was their last day on earth, he might as well get drunk before he got laid, because he was certainly getting laid. He needed to reward Eddie for rescuing him, however awry that went. And because he was hornier than he had been in awhile. He blamed the naked blond and the images of his girlfriend with the naked blond. Oh wait, he just picked up on Susan’s and Beth’s thoughts; they had the girl on the couch and were feeling her up. Least he wasn’t the only one thinking sex before death.

Finding no beer in the fridge, slightly remembering that was the last thing he had asked Susan for before she died, Chris rummaged through the cupboards for something stronger. Finding some mostly empty bottles of booze, he quickly drank what was left of them, resulting in a couple of shots if anything, before finding the motherlode. With a bottle of 151 in his hand, he headed back into the living room. Stopping in the entrance, he twisted off the cap, breaking the seal, his blue-green eyes going to the ladies on the couch. For a minute he stood there, watching Susan and Beth stroke the naked woman, their mouths dancing over her ivory flesh. Smirking he looked to Eddie who stood nearby completely mesmerized. Taking the few steps to the other man, Chris thrust the bottle of high proof rum into Eddie’s hands, chuckling when he drank without even looking at what he was handed and coughed a moment later.

“What the fuck?”

“Yes, precisely,” Chris grinned, taking a drink himself, loving the way it burned down his throat. “Thanks for saving me, Ed. I wish there was some way I could show you my appreciation.”

“Uh huh,” he responded, eyes widening as his girlfriend kneeled between the blonde’s open legs. “Dude, I gotta get out of here.”

“You don’t want to watch?” Chris teased.

“Uh, no.”

“You’re a better cocksucker than Susan any day. Come on,” he replied, motioning the other man to follow him upstairs.

Once they reached the landing, Chris handed the bottle to Eddie again, feeling his resistance waver slightly as the alcohol began to dance in his veins. His hand closed over Eddie’s and he pulled him close, his mouth crushing upon the other man’s. At first Eddie resisted, but the longer Chris’s lips were against his, the more that fell away. Before long, the Soundgarden frontman’s tongue was plunging into Eddie’s mouth and oh how it turned him on.

Pulling abruptly away, Chris turned from Eddie and headed into his bedroom. He didn’t ask Eddie to follow, but was absolutely positive that Eddie would follow. A minute later the two sat on his bed, drinking the 151, a buzz jumping through their bodies brought on from the booze and the other’s presence. Capping the bottle, Chris tossed it aside and pulled Eddie into a deep kiss. Slowly Eddie reached up, his fingers weaving Chris’s hair just as he was doing to him.

“Fuck, Ed,” he muttered pulling away.

Before Eddie could say anything back, Chris pushed him backwards onto his bed. His fingers quickly tore off Eddie’s flannel and the pervading tee shirt underneath. His mouth fastened upon Eddie’s nipples as he fingers quickly went to pull the other man’s pants off. Pulling away briefly, Chris quickly disrobed, his ears picking up the soft sounds of feminine moans drifting up the stairs. With a smirk, his eyes went to Eddie’s, challenging him wordlessly to best the women’s sexy efforts.

Stretching up to kiss Eddie before he could protest or say anything, Chris’s erection bumped into Eddie’s, causing it to throb and stiffen more. The singers’ hands wandered each other’s bodies, avoiding each other’s cocks surprisingly. Chris however didn’t wait long and broke out of the kiss, sliding down Eddie’s body. Without hesitation he sucked the other man’s penis into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it just like he liked it himself. Eddie moaned something that sounded like his name, but Chris didn’t really care. He was far more focused on the task at hand. His fingers slipped underneath the cock in his mouth, tickling and caressing Eddie’s balls.

“Oh fuck, Chris, I’m cumming,” he groaned, his body tensing.

Pulling off quickly, his fingers circled the bottom of Eddie’s erection, keeping him from cumming just yet. His tongue flicked the tip of Eddie’s penis, lightly tracing around the head. He grinned devilishly as the other man squirmed, wanting to cum so badly but unable to with Chris’s tight grip.

“Chris... fuck... lemme cum,” Eddie whined.

“You cum when I say you do,” he declared, kneeling on the floor, his free hand shifting Eddie’s hips.

His tongue once more darted out, this time softly tracing over Eddie’s ass. Eddie’s hands reached down, trying to pry Chris’s hand from his cock as well as pull Chris back up to him. Instead Chris slapped both of his hands away, his mouth still gently lapping Eddie’s ass, slowly working towards his rosebud.

“OH GOD!” Eddie moaned when Chris’s tongue teased him, his hips twitching.

Smirking, Chris began to move up Eddie’s body. While he knew he hadn’t lubed Eddie’s ass enough with his tongue, he also knew if he didn’t getting moving soon, his window of opportunity would pass. Hand still motionless on Eddie’s cock, his mouth met his, devouring the other singer with a passionate kiss.

“Eddie,” he pulled out of the kiss, “there’s lube in the nightstand drawer. Get it.”

Without even a moment’s hesitation, Eddie’s hand shot to his left. The drawer slid open, the lube flying out and slapping into his palm. Holding onto the tube while Chris twisted the top off, he looked up at the other man through desire-heavy eyelids. Squeezing the tube without being asked, his eyes watched as the clear liquid filled Chris’s palm. He continued to watch as the other man rubbed it all over his own cock before reaching up for more. Without another thought, Eddie squeezed again. This time Chris lathered Eddie’s ass with the lube, paying generous attention to his puckered hole.

Lining up his cock with Eddie’s ass, Chris leaned up and kissed the other man, “If we weren’t about to die, I’d use a condom.”

“Whatever. Let me fucking cum, asshole,” Eddie grunted.

“Not yet,” he smiled, guiding his cock closer.

Slowly he pressed the tip of his penis forward. Eddie groaned, but didn’t fight it. With a soft pleading by Chris to relax, Eddie inhaled deeply. And suddenly he was full of all of Chris. A gasp passed his lips, his hips jerked, his cock twitched. He had never felt so violated and so full in all his life. Nor so fucking turned on.

“Lemme cum,” Eddie pleaded.

“Not....” Chris eased himself partially out “.....yet...”

The dominant man soon found a rhythm and Eddie was wiggling to match it. Oh how he wanted to cum, his balls seemed to be boiling. But Chris would not let go of his cock, would not allow him that release. Over and over he thrust, not increasing pace, not increasing pressure. Long, solid strokes slid into his ass. Chris’s mouth played with Eddie’s nipples, lips, tongue. And then suddenly Chris’s hand left Eddie’s cock, going instead to his hip. The other hand found Eddie’s other hip and Eddie knew what was coming. The thrusts suddenly became more intense, deeper, quicker. Eddie’s cock rubbed against Chris’s stomach, a sensation far more erotic than he expected.

“Oh fuck, Ed,” Chris groaned, sinking deeply into him.

Feeling the other man pulse into him and finally being unrestricted himself, Eddie felt his body tense. But he didn’t cum and he didn’t understand it at all.

Until Chris leaned to his ear, licking it, and whispered, “Cum for me, Eddie.”

“Fuuuuuuuuuck.”



Cradled in Chris’s arms, his sore ass pressed against the other’s man’s front, Eddie smiled lazily. They had fucked far more than he thought possible and Chris penetrated him from every angle. It surprised Eddie that after their initial coupling, he hadn’t been able to cum until Chris said he could, regardless of whose hand was where. Even when they flipped and sucked each other, Eddie couldn’t cum until Chris did and gave him permission to.

He was so Chris’s bitch.

Lips touched his shoulder, indicated his lover was awake. Surprisingly an erection didn’t blossom between them. Had they finally defeated the horny monster that had overtaken Chris? Turning slowly onto his back, Eddie’s eyes met Chris’s and their mouths met in soft, tender kisses.

“I’m going to go and check on the girls,” Chris stated, slowly sliding off the bed. “Oh and Eddie?”

“Mmmhmm?”

“You can cum while I’m gone,” he winked and walked away.

“Fuck you, Cornell,” he groaned, folding his hands under his head as he watched the other man leave the room naked.

Trotting down the steps, a silly grin on his lips, Chris froze on the last step. His eyes fastened upon Beth first. She was sprawled out on the floor, a look of elation on her face. He couldn’t tell if she was breathing or not, but in the moment didn’t care. His gaze flicked to Susan, who was also lying upon the floor. Both still had their clothes on too, something he considered odd knowing how long he and Eddie had fucked. This only meant the golden goddess had something to do with it.

His eyes went to hers and he was momentarily lost in the light depths of her cold eyes, “What did you do to them?”

She said nothing, just beckoned to him. Without any real desire to, Chris found himself descending that last step, heading towards her. His toes bumped into the body of his girlfriend, stopping him once more. Somehow by touching her, Chris was able to resist the golden woman. He couldn’t turn from her, but he could stop moving forward.

“Come to me, Chris,” her silken voice requested, her legs splayed wide, glistening with either her juices or the other women’s saliva, he was uncertain.

His right foot shifted forward, colliding with Susan’s leg. He could not move. Without much thought, he quickly tossed his thoughts to Eddie, pleading for him to come downstairs, to stop him from doing whatever he was about to do. His mind-reach was successful for he heard the other man’s footsteps on the steps a minute later. As much as he wanted to, Chris could not look over his shoulder and look at Eddie. He couldn’t even really warn the man about what he was stepping into. He just knew that he needed Eddie to be there, to break her spell on him.

It did. Chris was suddenly no longer entranced with the golden bitch. But Eddie was. Oh what a mistake that had been. Chris knew Eddie was weaker, especially under hypnotic sexual powers. Before he could even reach out for him, Eddie stumbled forward, kneeling between the woman’s legs. Chris’s eyes widened as Eddie dove into her, his mouth fastening upon her sex.

“Eddie... stop,” he whispered. “Stop before she.... stop...”

As he watched Eddie lap at her, Chris was once more pulled towards her. However this time it was Eddie’s naked ass that he was after. Each shaky step brought him closer, made him harder. Before he knew it, Chris found his hands on Eddie’s ass, his erection bumping him again. Eddie paused in his cunnilingus to reach behind and guide Chris back into him. Both men groaned at the contact. The golden goddess giggled, her voice ever so intoxicating.

“That’s right, my pretties,” she muttered.

Wasting no time, Chris thrust hard and fast into Eddie. Euphoria began to churn in his veins, his eyes looking up and getting lost in the woman’s once more. His thrusting slowed as her wicked smile crept across her face. Eddie was completely oblivious as he lapped at her nectar, his own orgasm close.

“Fuck, Chris. Can I?” he groaned into her pussy.

“Yeah, babe. Yeah,” he replied, his thrusting still even and slow.

Eddie’s body tensed, his semen splashing on the couch and the golden bitch’s legs. He slumped forward, his nose dragging down her wet slight before he collapsed onto the floor. Chris pulled out of him, not caring as he stepped over the clearly dead man.

His mouth greedily kissed the bitch’s, the first one actually allowed to kiss her above the waist. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him into her quickly. He felt some resistance, like a virgin barrier, but the way her body made his tingle quickly cast aside any such thoughts. Twice he thrust into her before she began to tremble. Her legs tightened, holding him deeply, letting her spasms trigger his. Suddenly Chris’s body tensed and he sputtered within her golden womb. Both screamed out, one in pain, one in ecstasy.

Bodies no longer pulsing, the golden goddess pushed Chris off of her. He slumped down to the floor, his body covering Eddie’s. As his body molded around the other man’s, it appeared as if they were cuddling. The golden woman got to her feet. Reaching down for a pillow that had fallen off the couch, she wiped Eddie’s cum off her legs and went to search for something to wear.

After all she had a lot to do in the next nine months in preparation for the day of reckoning. For that day her black hole son would be born and end all the fighting between natural and supernatural. Too bad his father would never see that day. He had been a good fuck.