((A long one this week, hope you guys enjoy it. I would love to hear your guy's suggestions so feel free to comment them on this story. Smut and blood warning

Murdoc had managed to drag the gang to one of his favorite places. A warehouse in the middle of nowhere that held illegal cage fights; his paradise. They had been very apprehensive at first but after promising he would start on the next album as soon as he was sober, they agreed. He had secretly been hoping Noddle would fight for him but at the mention of it, she punched him in the throat. He pulled the Geep up to the warehouse; cars and motorbikes already surrounding it in the cornfield, and barked at everyone to get out. The last few times he had been here he overheard some of his songs blasting over the speakers, yet not one chick had asked if they could suck his cock, it was starting to get annoying, to say the least. So he brought Face-ache with him this time, in hopes they would notice him and in turn notice Murdoc, which would lead to a brilliant orgy that 2D was not invited to. But 2D had wanted Noddle to come along, something about being a wing-man, and in turn, Russel came with to make sure no one, mostly Noddle, got hurt or hurt anyone else.

Murdoc gave the code and they were let in. Murdoc immediately grabbed 2D's arm and took him to a bar near the "main event" cage and ordered three beers for himself. It wasn't long until two barely dressed girls came over asking if it was 2D from Gorillaz. Murdoc tried getting into the conversation, but the girls kept shutting him down, more interested in getting 2D alone. They each took an arm of the blue-haired boy and led him to a closed-off room behind the cage. Murdoc growled in annoyance and ordered five more beers. Just as he was going to open the bottle the music cut out and a voice boomed over the crowd.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, the fight you have been waiting for all night!" The crowd roared and Murdoc quirked an eyebrow. In all the times he's been here he's never actually watched a fight, might as well start now. "Our contender," the announcer continued as the cage doors opened and a large, hairy man entered the ring, "El Diablo!" The man ripped off his shirt to show off a tattoo of a pentagram that took up most of his chest. Murdoc rolled his eyes and sat upon the bar counter to get a better view. "Tonight he will be facing our champion!" The crowd cheered louder, some boos were thrown in as well. "Tigress!"

The doors opened once again and a cloaked figure stepped in. The crowd cheered again as they swiftly removed their cloak; Murdoc spat out his drink, it was a woman. It was you. You climbed up the cage bars, showing off the stripes tattooed across your back, arms, and legs in some strange exotic dance. Your golden costume-like armor made you look like an Amazonian Warrior. Murdoc wiped his chin as he watched you show off your body, he was starting to get hard. The men, and some women, whistled at the display, Murdoc joined in and he swears your eyes met his for a just split second.

A bell sounded and you hopped down, landing crouched in front of El Diablo. Another bell and the fight began. You instantly leaped at Diablo and wrapped your arms around his neck in a chokehold, using your feet to push him forward. All the while the crowd chanted, "Tigress! Tigress!" and Murdoc leaned forward to get a better view of your body. Diablo twisted his arms around and picked you off him. You struggled in his grasp, but he held you tight then threw you against the bars. You recovered quickly and launched yourself at his legs, pulling them out from him and jumping onto his chest. You landed blow after blow to his face until blood began trickling out of his nose and mouth. But he wasn't done yet and rolled over, effectively pinning you to the ground. His blood dripped onto your face and armor as he began choking you out.

Murdoc clenched his drink so hard it shattered in his hand. He didn't mind the glass cutting into his skin, as he watched you getting pummeled. He felt a surge of protectiveness for you, he had half a mind to go into that cage and beat the big oaf himself, but you were far from done yet.

You punched as hard as you could at Diablo's gut, causing him to let go of your neck for just a moment. But a moment was all you needed; you took hold of his wrist and brought it to your mouth. As soon as you could reach you lashed out and bit down hard. He stumbled back in pain and you used the opening to land a swift upper kick to his jaw. You crouched down again as he wobbled on his knees, and before he could even start to get his bearings you pounced and wrapped your legs around his waist. Taking hold of his head you bit into the crook of his neck, not enough to kill him but enough to win. His body crashed to the ground and you jumped to the bars to take in the cheers from your fans. You went back to the ground and a guard helped you out. He ushered you to the backroom; while looking around you saw a strange green man staring at you. Right as the door closed he gave you a wink and flashed his sharp teeth.

Murdoc grinned as the door shut, separating you from him. You were the one, he knew it, he was gonna fuck you senseless tonight. He got up from the bar, noticing Russel had passed out and Noodle flirting with some gal as he made his way to the door you had disappeared behind. There was surprisingly little security around the door and he was able to open and slip inside easily. As he made his way through the dimly lit hall, his feet kicked through broken beer bottles, cigarette butts, and possible throw-up. The ball was lined with doors that be assumed led to other fighters. He was nearing the end of the hall and getting pissed he hadn't seen you yet. Suddenly a door flung open and he was dragged in. It took him a second to fully realize what bad happened and he sprang into defense mode, slamming his kidnapper against the now-closed door. It took him another second to notice you smirking up at him. He stayed there, hands holding your wrists next to your head and a leg pinning your hips; a smirk started to form on his lips. He slowly leaned down to start biting at your neck, but you pushed him off. His arse landed in a chair and he sat for a moment trying to comprehend what just happened.

"That's not how we do things around here, big guy," you spoke, "If you want something, you gotta fight for it. You want sex?" Murdoc nodded his head. "Beat me in a fight," you finished confidently. With your hands on your hips, waiting for his response, his eyes took in every inch of you.

The magnificent armor you wore was actually two pieces of jewelry. The top piece was connected to the studded collar around your, very bruised, throat. A thin chain coasted over the slope of each shoulder and from that loops and loops of chains hung down. They covered your breasts entirely but delicately outlined the shape.

The bottom piece was attached to a belly button ring, and it imitated the sensual loops of chain to cover your privates.

Murdoc wasn't sure what to focus on. He kept looking at your hips, the fuckable flare of them before they disappeared under the chain made it impossible to think. And the chains on your chest seemed to beckon his hands. But he slowly absorbed what you had said and growled out an answer, "I'm gonna tear you to pieces, Tigress."

You allowed him to approach but just as he touched you, you swept his feet out from under him. "Gonna have to try harder than that sweetie," you teased.

"Oh I'll show you hard," he promised while ripping his shirt off. Before you could react he grabbed your ankles and pulled you to him. You used the momentum to deliver a hard blow to his face; his head snapped back but he kept his hold on you. He clawed at your back, scratching and pulling you even closer. Using the proximity, Murdoc began biting and sucking at your neck. Before he could find your sweet spot, however, you quickly pushed him to the ground and rolled off him. You got into a crouched position, and Murdoc knew what was coming next. You pounced at him and he landed a hard right hook to your chin. To his surprise, you rolled with it and with no hesitation kicked up into his stomach. Stumbling back, he grabbed your foot and yanked you to the left. You pulled him to the ground and rolled on top of him. Blow and blow you landed, he eventually took hold of your wrists again and held them behind your back while simultaneously pulling you to him. He aggressively kissed you, biting your lip hard enough to draw blood.

You moaned into the kiss and tried to free your hands, he let go and ran one hand into the chains on your back and another scratched at your side. Both your hands went into his hair, tugging and pulling at it. He pulled back from the kiss panting. "Clothes. Off. Now." He demanded and you quickly obliged. While you undid the collar and ring, he yanked off his pants and boots. He pulled you to him and started biting at your neck while you wrapped your legs around his waist and rubbed against him. He dropped down into the chair and you straddled him, pushing against him harder. He dug his nails into your hips and, without warning, buried himself into you. You moved in sync, moaning and grunting.

"Ohh, Tigress..." he growled into your neck.

"(Y/N), call me that," you begged, lips against his ear.

He shivered and rammed into you again. "Oh, (Y/N), you're a bloody wonder you are." He could feel his release building up and his thrusts became rougher and faster. As your nails dug into his shoulder blades and your teeth scraped against his ear, he came undone and released into you. You weren't far behind and rode out your orgasm, shivering against him. You lifted off him and slowly laid down in his lap between the arms of the chair. His hand trailed lazily between your breasts and down your stomach. "Do you have any more fights tonight?

"No, I'm cleared."

"Wanna go for round two?" He smirked at you challengingly.

You copied his gaze. "None of my opponents ever last more than three, I'll have you know."

"You'll find I have much more... vigor than others." You curled up to his chest and let out a sound like a purr.

His hand dipped down to get you ready when the door burst open. And who should it be, 2D and those two whores from before. "Mudzzzz, I'm not going home!" The girls dragged him back out and left you giggling into Murdoc's neck.

"Nice company," you joked.

"Ya, well now I have something better." His head dipped down to bite your neck and things escalated from there.