Fic - Spatula
Title - Spatula
Prompt - #46 - Spatula
Author - Valorose (aka Syre)
Pairing - Vam
Rating - NC17
Summary - one shot, Bam attempts to make breakfast.
Word count - 541
Disclaimer - don't own characters, didn't happen (well not to my knowledge)
Author's note - I finally decided to start writing some stuff from my prompt table. The table can be found here http://valorose.livejournal.com/12075.html
Ville had the hangover from hell and didn’t appreciate the noise that was coming from downstairs in castle Bam. The banging was getting louder, so Ville decided to investigate what was going on. He made his way downstairs and into the kitchen and nearly wet himself laughing at the site in front of him. Bam had attempted to cook breakfast and as far as Ville could tell, he was covered in most of the ingredients. As for what he had got into the pan, well it was burnt to a crisp and totally caked on to the pan. As for the banging, well that had been Bam attempting to get the burnt crap off the pan.
~†~
Ville couldn’t hold it in any longer and started pissing himself laughing at the state of Bam holding the ruined frying pan and the kitchen. Bam started to pout and Ville began to feel sorry for him. He put his arms around the skater, wiped some of the goo off his face and kissed him gently.
“I wanted to make you a nice breakfast Willa,” Bam said.
“Never mind Bammie,” Ville replied. “I’d rather have you than food any day”.
Bam stopped pouting and smiled. Ville took the frying pan off him and threw it in the bin.
“That’s no use now love, how about I make you feel better?” He said.
~†~
Bam found himself pressed up against the counter with Ville kissing him hungrily. He felt himself grow harder and his trousers started to feel a bit too tight. Ville’s hand snaked down Bam’s chest and rested on his cock. He started rubbing it gently, Bam moaned for more. He wanted more, he needed more, he deserved more.
~†~
“You want more Bam Bam? Then you can have more.”
Ville flipped Bam round so he was bending over the counter. He pulled down the skaters trouser and boxers and began to caress his ass. Bam moaned in anticipation as Ville trailed a finger down his crack and slowly parted the cheeks. He pushed his finger at Bam’s entrance.
“Need lube”. Bam managed to choke out.
Ville’s hand went towards the cooking oil. Bam closed his eyes and waited. The last thing he expected was a sharp slap across the ass. Bam opened his eyes and saw that Ville had the spatula in his hand. He squirmed to try and get away but Ville had him firmly against the counter, he was going nowhere.
“W…w…w…why?” Bam finally managed to say.
“Because you’ve been a bad boy”. Ville said.
Whack
He winced as the next slap hit his ass.
“That’s for making a mess”.
Whack
“That’s for ruining the frying pan”.
Whack
“That’s for making all that noise”.
Whack
“And that’s for waking me up!”
Bam braced himself for the next slap, but it didn’t come.
“You can pull your pants up now that you’ve had your punishment”. Ville said.
“That’s the last time I make you breakfast”. Bam mumbled, blushing as he quickly left the kitchen. Although not before Ville had noticed the bulge in his trousers. Smirking to himself he knew Bam had enjoyed it really and made a mental note to buy a spatula for his kitchen.
~†~ THE END ~†~
Would love to know what you all think.
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Prompt - #46 - Spatula
Author - Valorose (aka Syre)
Pairing - Vam
Rating - NC17
Summary - one shot, Bam attempts to make breakfast.
Word count - 541
Disclaimer - don't own characters, didn't happen (well not to my knowledge)
Author's note - I finally decided to start writing some stuff from my prompt table. The table can be found here http://valorose.livejournal.com/12075.html
Ville had the hangover from hell and didn’t appreciate the noise that was coming from downstairs in castle Bam. The banging was getting louder, so Ville decided to investigate what was going on. He made his way downstairs and into the kitchen and nearly wet himself laughing at the site in front of him. Bam had attempted to cook breakfast and as far as Ville could tell, he was covered in most of the ingredients. As for what he had got into the pan, well it was burnt to a crisp and totally caked on to the pan. As for the banging, well that had been Bam attempting to get the burnt crap off the pan.
~†~
Ville couldn’t hold it in any longer and started pissing himself laughing at the state of Bam holding the ruined frying pan and the kitchen. Bam started to pout and Ville began to feel sorry for him. He put his arms around the skater, wiped some of the goo off his face and kissed him gently.
“I wanted to make you a nice breakfast Willa,” Bam said.
“Never mind Bammie,” Ville replied. “I’d rather have you than food any day”.
Bam stopped pouting and smiled. Ville took the frying pan off him and threw it in the bin.
“That’s no use now love, how about I make you feel better?” He said.
~†~
Bam found himself pressed up against the counter with Ville kissing him hungrily. He felt himself grow harder and his trousers started to feel a bit too tight. Ville’s hand snaked down Bam’s chest and rested on his cock. He started rubbing it gently, Bam moaned for more. He wanted more, he needed more, he deserved more.
~†~
“You want more Bam Bam? Then you can have more.”
Ville flipped Bam round so he was bending over the counter. He pulled down the skaters trouser and boxers and began to caress his ass. Bam moaned in anticipation as Ville trailed a finger down his crack and slowly parted the cheeks. He pushed his finger at Bam’s entrance.
“Need lube”. Bam managed to choke out.
Ville’s hand went towards the cooking oil. Bam closed his eyes and waited. The last thing he expected was a sharp slap across the ass. Bam opened his eyes and saw that Ville had the spatula in his hand. He squirmed to try and get away but Ville had him firmly against the counter, he was going nowhere.
“W…w…w…why?” Bam finally managed to say.
“Because you’ve been a bad boy”. Ville said.
Whack
He winced as the next slap hit his ass.
“That’s for making a mess”.
Whack
“That’s for ruining the frying pan”.
Whack
“That’s for making all that noise”.
Whack
“And that’s for waking me up!”
Bam braced himself for the next slap, but it didn’t come.
“You can pull your pants up now that you’ve had your punishment”. Ville said.
“That’s the last time I make you breakfast”. Bam mumbled, blushing as he quickly left the kitchen. Although not before Ville had noticed the bulge in his trousers. Smirking to himself he knew Bam had enjoyed it really and made a mental note to buy a spatula for his kitchen.
~†~ THE END ~†~
Would love to know what you all think.
X-posted to __vam vamfictions vmbm himfanfics finsins