I'm Dom. 34 (in reality); 18 (in spirit). I'm the drummer for a band called Muse, which I'm sure you haven't heard of. I like leopard print, slightly outlandish clothing, and the band Queen, though that should be slightly obvious.

This is my blog, I suppose. Welcome to it.

(Note: I am not the *real* Dom Howard, just a fangirl over here having a lark. I am in no way associated with the *real* Dom Howard or Muse)

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matthew—bellamy:

And I meant what I said about not wanting to have much to do with you- but - I can’t fucking help myself it seems!

*spins pair, tosses onto bed*

*flops back onto bed*

And you have every right to be, but please don’t leave me, love. Please don’t leave me forever.

*is already reaching for again*

(Source: dominic-howard)

matthew—bellamy:

I really hate that you did that to me, Dom. That you’re doing this to us.

*walks further into apartment, almost dragging by hair as kisses*

I didn’t want to. I hate myself for it. I’m sorry, love.

*follows along, nearly tangled up with*

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matthew—bellamy:

*grips hair impossibly tightly*

*kisses all over*

*rains kisses over whatever skin is in reach*

*clutches desperately at*

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matthew—bellamy:

*tightly wraps arms around neck*

I hate what you’ve done-

*kisses harder, clearly aiming to punish*

*can’t help little moan of pleasure*

*cries out a little in pain*

*doesn’t let go of*

I’m so sorry, my love. So, so sorry.

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matthew—bellamy:

*backs up a little into kiss, doesn’t break it in surprise*

*eyes are still wide and confused*

You broke up with me-

*bites lip, half angrily, half desperately*

*sucks it and releases*

*strangled noise of pleasure*

*shifts hand to small of back and pushes very gently*

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matthew—bellamy:

*leans forward, hesitates*

Fuck it.

*closes gap and kisses lovingly, trying to convey feelings through kiss*

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matthew—bellamy:

*leans forward, almost chases lips*

*whines a little* Oh god, I want to…

*little pained noise*

I want to, too, my love. I do.

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matthew—bellamy:

*rubs nose* That’s surely not conductive to anything…

Not really. But I don’t care.

*pecks lips again, ever-so-gently*

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matthew—bellamy:

*nearly melts* 

*doesn’t move hand away*

You’re never getting rid of me. Mates first.

Just want to pretend we’re something more for just a little longer.

*noses bump together gently*

(Source: dominic-howard)

matthew—bellamy:

Don’t you think we’ve done this too many times?

I don’t even know anymore.

*hand near hip squeezes gently*

I’m just glad I haven’t lost you.

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