Wicked Games - Chapter 4
Title: Wicked Games - Chapter 4
Rating: R
Dicslaimer: No characters, only plot
Summery: Bam suffers a rough breakup and Ville struggles with who he loves.
A/N: links to previous chapters are inside.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4 - Bam -
Ville nodded his head in the direction of the restrooms. This can’t be good. This has to be something serious if he needs to get me away from the crowd to tell me. Why is everyone dumping all of this bad news on me at once?
I drunkenly stumble across the bar and towards the bathroom. Ville’s walking in front of me, and turns around before opening the door to make sure that no one sees us going in together. What is he worried about?
He pushes open the door and steps in, I follow behind him and he pivots and slams it hard.
I look at him, but I’m surprised by the look on his face. He’s grinning?
He glances down at the floor and raises his hand to his mouth, playfully biting his nails. He looks deep into my eyes, searching for a reaction, but I have none, I don’t know how to react to this.
Approaching me he puts one arm above me, supporting himself against the door. He leans in towards me and whispers with a thick, sexy Finnish accent, “Maybe… someone like… myself… could give you what you need.”
He rolls his eyes to the side so that they meet mine. I stand there, rigid. Horrified and overwhelmed with pleasure all at the same time.
“Ville, I just… I just… Jenn and I,” he cuts me off, putting a finger up to my lips to silence me.
“I know that you and Jenn just broke up… and I guess if you’re really uncomfortable… and you don’t want this…”
“NO!” I blurt out. I don’t want to lose my chance. Even if he is just drunk. I can’t pass this up, this is so much that I’ve hoped for.
“Good.” He says softly. He moves closer and begins to kiss my neck. I can feel his sticky lips drag across my skin, his tongue tickling me. I squirm, it feels so good. My arms and legs feel like they’re going to cave out from underneath me.
His cold fingers crawl up my side and he gently touches my chest, running his fingers across my nipple and then sliding his hands back down my rib cage. He reaches around and wraps his arm around my back and pulls me up against him - hard. Grabbing the back of my head with his other hand, he kisses me passionately. I’m about to melt. This is it. I’m in heaven.
I stick my tongue in his mouth and find his. They meet and we are intertwined with each other. Our arms wrapped around one another, lips locked, bodies pressed tightly together. We’re one for a moment.
----same time---- Ville
I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe that I’ve forced myself upon him like this, especially when he’s so vulnerable. All of these thoughts race through my head as I kiss him.
I should have waited.
I moved in too quickly.
My timing was off.
But by GOD - he’s enjoying himself. I pull away with a smile. I begin to kiss his chest and playfully nip at his skin with my teeth. I move further down his stomach and trace my fingers along his sides and slowly move them in towards his belt buckle and -
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Abruptly I stand up and look towards the door. Some drunken asshole is screaming that he “needs to use the shitter.” Perfect timing. Great, and how do I explain this to them. They’ll see me walk out with Bam. That’s just slightly suspicious.
I turn on the sink faucet, wet my hands and throw some water on Bam’s face.
”What the fuck?!” he yells.
“Shush!” I say, “Quick bend down over the toilet and pretend to throw up!” Bam does as I say and I open the door and turn to find Dunn leaning up against the wall with a hand covering his mouth. “Sorry man, Bam’s not feeling so well.” I walk over to Bam and pull his arm around my shoulders, pretending to help him walk.
It’s all out in the open between Bam and I. So what now? Where do we go from here?
Rating: R
Dicslaimer: No characters, only plot
Summery: Bam suffers a rough breakup and Ville struggles with who he loves.
A/N: links to previous chapters are inside.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4 - Bam -
Ville nodded his head in the direction of the restrooms. This can’t be good. This has to be something serious if he needs to get me away from the crowd to tell me. Why is everyone dumping all of this bad news on me at once?
I drunkenly stumble across the bar and towards the bathroom. Ville’s walking in front of me, and turns around before opening the door to make sure that no one sees us going in together. What is he worried about?
He pushes open the door and steps in, I follow behind him and he pivots and slams it hard.
I look at him, but I’m surprised by the look on his face. He’s grinning?
He glances down at the floor and raises his hand to his mouth, playfully biting his nails. He looks deep into my eyes, searching for a reaction, but I have none, I don’t know how to react to this.
Approaching me he puts one arm above me, supporting himself against the door. He leans in towards me and whispers with a thick, sexy Finnish accent, “Maybe… someone like… myself… could give you what you need.”
He rolls his eyes to the side so that they meet mine. I stand there, rigid. Horrified and overwhelmed with pleasure all at the same time.
“Ville, I just… I just… Jenn and I,” he cuts me off, putting a finger up to my lips to silence me.
“I know that you and Jenn just broke up… and I guess if you’re really uncomfortable… and you don’t want this…”
“NO!” I blurt out. I don’t want to lose my chance. Even if he is just drunk. I can’t pass this up, this is so much that I’ve hoped for.
“Good.” He says softly. He moves closer and begins to kiss my neck. I can feel his sticky lips drag across my skin, his tongue tickling me. I squirm, it feels so good. My arms and legs feel like they’re going to cave out from underneath me.
His cold fingers crawl up my side and he gently touches my chest, running his fingers across my nipple and then sliding his hands back down my rib cage. He reaches around and wraps his arm around my back and pulls me up against him - hard. Grabbing the back of my head with his other hand, he kisses me passionately. I’m about to melt. This is it. I’m in heaven.
I stick my tongue in his mouth and find his. They meet and we are intertwined with each other. Our arms wrapped around one another, lips locked, bodies pressed tightly together. We’re one for a moment.
----same time---- Ville
I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe that I’ve forced myself upon him like this, especially when he’s so vulnerable. All of these thoughts race through my head as I kiss him.
I should have waited.
I moved in too quickly.
My timing was off.
But by GOD - he’s enjoying himself. I pull away with a smile. I begin to kiss his chest and playfully nip at his skin with my teeth. I move further down his stomach and trace my fingers along his sides and slowly move them in towards his belt buckle and -
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Abruptly I stand up and look towards the door. Some drunken asshole is screaming that he “needs to use the shitter.” Perfect timing. Great, and how do I explain this to them. They’ll see me walk out with Bam. That’s just slightly suspicious.
I turn on the sink faucet, wet my hands and throw some water on Bam’s face.
”What the fuck?!” he yells.
“Shush!” I say, “Quick bend down over the toilet and pretend to throw up!” Bam does as I say and I open the door and turn to find Dunn leaning up against the wall with a hand covering his mouth. “Sorry man, Bam’s not feeling so well.” I walk over to Bam and pull his arm around my shoulders, pretending to help him walk.
It’s all out in the open between Bam and I. So what now? Where do we go from here?