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In Memory
( PAST CHAPTERS )
Authors: Rissa & M. Dawn
Summary: “I turn the pages on the story of my life, its been by far the worst chapter I could imagine me to write; about a promise for forever, broken then put back together now its safe to say, there is no chance saving you this time, so just walk away tonight and never say goodbye.”
Rated: R (Strong drama, intense scenes, and some sex!)
Disclaimer: Never happened. Everything else is Rissa and MD’s steal it and we’ll stalk you! ;)
AN: This story takes place in the future where Ville is in his 40’s, and he goes into a memory of the past from a certain ‘script’.
Chapter 12 ( With Just One Kiss )
“Y-y-yes…I…I…I’m sorry…” Bam breathed words - his whole body was frozen - frozen in time. He didn’t know what else to say, how else to react.
“Don’t apologize, sweetheart.” Ville answered taking a step closer into Bam’s motionless body.
“I….”
“Shhhh…” Ville’s hand placed over Bam’s lips, tracing their flawless outline.
“I love you.” He whispered with his breath short in a short sigh and he felt himself turning away, afraid for what was to happen next.
Ville tugged Bam's hand and pulled Bam into his arms. He looked down at him with his tantalizing green eyes and Bam was captivated. Bam’s breathe caught even as his gaze traveled from his startling eyes to Ville’s lips - and it was in that moment that Bam knew Ville would kiss him.
Ville hands slid around his waist, to his lower back, Bam felt the fingers of his hands as they spread out pulling him steadily to Ville, pulling their bodies into contact. Their stomachs touched first, then their hips, and their chests. Bam’s hands slid up the fabric of his shirt to rest on his silky-smooth chest as if it was in a form of comfort. He looked again into his eyes, but only for a moment, as their lips finally touched, then Bam’s eyes drifted softly shut.
At first the kiss was soft, like many they had shared throughout their times together. Their lips parted and their tongues intertwined, playing that ever familiar teasing game of cat and mouse. And then something changed, not sure what it is, but Bam felt it deep down inside his soul, the kiss was different. The kiss was the kind that sears the soul, if one allows it to. That was the key, for a moment as if Bam stood on the edge of a chasm - if Bam opened his soul and stepped over the cliff he would fall and he would not know what was at the bottom - he didn’t care anymore.
Hovering at the edge of Bam’s mind this fleeting thought, and then the choice was made and he surrendered himself. As he slid down deeply into the void, the world delicately slipped away from Bam and his mind began to spin. The feeling was akin to slipping down into a pool. But not any pool, in this pool, each drop was pure dreamy pleasure. He felt the liquid tendrils curl through his mind, down his spine, and somehow made it almost impossible to stand. Bam was glad of Ville’s arms supporting him. A momentary thought of whether Ville was affected the same way tickled at the edge of Bam’s mind, and then that too was gone.
As they continued to kiss, Bam felt the pull of the pleasure more strongly with each passing moment. With each and every breath in and out, expanding and collapsing Bam’s world into a single thought, a single indefinable desire. Draining all thought and consciousness down to a single indefinable point. It was like a soft touch in his mind, or a whisper, too faint to hear. The pulling sensation built deeply down inside his mind, opening to the possibilities, the dark delight surrounding him, spinning him down deeper, and he reveled in it.
The kiss had become the world to Bam. Nothing else existed. It was the center of the universe, a sun so bright, it pulled so unyielding that his “self” was eclipsed by its radiance. All awareness of self disappeared as he felt himself slipping deeper into his spell, the dark rapture of the younger man’s mind captured him and he savored in his lover’s submission.
And then it is over. Bam struggled to open his eyes and look into Ville’s and he wondered if Ville realize the effect Ville have had on him. Bam’s mind shuttered as the rest of the world came crashing back into full reality.
He wasn’t able to speak again, he was so captivated and his reality was spinning around him. He had just taken Ville back and they had just kissed, but now it was only just getting started. Their gaze into each others eyes awestruck so many emotions for the both of them.
The look now initiated for the both of them the same exact thought. Bam started and captured Ville’s lips into his and then their bodies were flung to the couch. Bam was no in control, it was going to be him, all him. And how he managed to get them both naked in a matter of seconds, he didn’t want to question it. It didn’t stop him, but he had to stop, he needed to slow down as he laid on top of the man he loved, and stared down.
A soft groan echoed inside Ville as Bam playfully caught his lower lip between his teeth. His fingers kneaded his flesh and his tongue pushed past his lips with its urgency. Ville raised one hand to the nape of his neck, running through his curled hair. Ville could feel a moan rising in the back of his throat but it was as though the air within him had dissipated. His body tried arching upwards against Bam of its own violation, like the attraction between two magnets. Bam could not control himself when he was with him, wanting to give him everything within him and he did not want this to hurry along, he did not want to let the moment he shared with him end so soon. "Oh god," he murmured when Ville’s teeth pressed against his tender shoulder. He tilted his head back, pushing deeper against his chest. At the same time, his hips shifted over his, letting his stiffening cock free to rise up between his thighs; his just has hard, lying against his stomach. The way his hips twisted, Bam knew he was waiting for him to enter him. They were both waiting, but Bam was scared now to rush forward.
"Ville," Bam whispered against his ear, tugging at his earlobe with his lips, his breath sifting through his hair. Sighs slid from Ville into Bam, slid from Bam into Ville. Bam’s hand roamed over his taunt abdomen to furtively cup him from behind. Within the palm of his hand it felt like a soft globe of warmth, and began a zealous tease.
"Please," Ville murmured, his hands pushing up on Bam’s chest. "God, please."
Bam tried to hold back, to enter him so slowly, but he slid down until Bam was buried tight inside him and a vibrant shudder shook his body. His hips rolled up to drive deeper into him, the muscles in his thighs shaking.
Ville’s body trembled underneath him as he looked up at him. Bam reached down and touched his fingertips to Ville’s cheek, then brought his face down so their lips met in a fevered kiss, engulfing the both of them in its heat.
Bam twisted his hips, going slow, drawing all of him in Ville before rising up until only the head of his cock was placed inside. Sinking softly back down until Bam could feel him gyrating against the base of his cock. Ville raised himself up into his thrusts, matching his rhythm, waiting for him to want more. He wrapped his arms around his neck tightly, kissing the soft flesh below his jaw; breathing words against his ear that made him cringe at the thought of letting him go. His name seemed to be carried out on every breath that left Bam’s lips. He looked to where thy were joined, watching his cock sliding in and out of him repeatedly with quick, even thrusts, pausing only when he crashed against his flesh. Ville lifted himself to meet each stroke and each time Bam drove all the way into him, a sharp breath left Ville’s lips and his hands against his cock, stroking, stroking, till he released.
Bam could feel that thickening begin to start, the need to explode coming closer. His mouth seemed to shiver with each breath and his fingers dug deeper into Ville’s skin. Drops of sweat rolled down his cheeks and he could taste him in the air.
Ville groaned.
Bam held himself against the length of his body, trying not to slow down the tempo they had found but wanting to feel the heat of his skin against him when he went over the edge. He felt so perfectly connected with him, as though this was the way life was meant to be. As if this was where he belonged and it was.
Ville’s fingers now burrowed into skin too as he pulled Bam tight against him; his moans hot air burning Bam’s cheek until his lips found his again. At the same moment, Bam’s lungs seemed to refuse any more work and his heart thumped hard one last time against the wall of his chest before seizing up as it always does right then. Muscles strained forward, trying to bring the rest of his body inside him as Bam’s cock found its release. Ville heard incoherent words push their way out of the younger one’s mouth as he slowed his pace. Each thrust dragged his cock against the sides of Ville sending electric trembles through his skin as Ville’s body shuddered in pleasure against him. Bam held him in Ville arms, his warm, soft skin feeling like the only place Bam ever wanted to be. Ville reached him a thank you and kissed his cheek; Bam feeling his breath cool the dampness on his neck, sending more shivers.
Bam wanted to say something more but he didn't know if the words belonged at this moment. He didn't know what Ville would think. He lifted his head to look into his eyes and kiss him and tell him how wonderful he was, but Bam was stopped short - his lips were slightly parted in that content smile of Ville, but tears were running down his cheeks. He looked over to catch him watching him and, though his smile showed his joy and affection, the tears seemed to quicken. Bam brushed his thumb over the wet path and then he was gently able to touch his lips.
"You are so wonderful," he whispered, taking Bam’s hand and clasping it over his racing heart. The pulsing beat found its way into Bam’s skin and felt like it was his own. “Bam,” Ville’s broke the moment’s silence.
“Hmm?” Bam was able to breathe.
“What do you think of moving in together, meaning - you, me, Helsinki, and us equally?” Ville asked, his eyes were serious, his was voice curious.
“I…I’d love to,” Bam found himself in a bit of a stutter.
Ville didn’t need to say anything else…
They laid there staring at each other for a while, letting the silence speak the things they could not say aloud. Their fingertips gently stroked each other's bodies, seeking to make memory out of touch. When the sun finally made its way through the curtains, they were dozing lightly in each other's arms, lost in the contentment they had found in each other…
THE END
(But the epilogue is coming shortly!)
Chapter lyrics inspired by Mikaila “Forever, For Always, For You
--
I hope this was good enough for y'all. ;) Feedback is wonderful and we'll see you with the Epilouge.
-rissa
( PAST CHAPTERS )
Authors: Rissa & M. Dawn
Summary: “I turn the pages on the story of my life, its been by far the worst chapter I could imagine me to write; about a promise for forever, broken then put back together now its safe to say, there is no chance saving you this time, so just walk away tonight and never say goodbye.”
Rated: R (Strong drama, intense scenes, and some sex!)
Disclaimer: Never happened. Everything else is Rissa and MD’s steal it and we’ll stalk you! ;)
AN: This story takes place in the future where Ville is in his 40’s, and he goes into a memory of the past from a certain ‘script’.
Chapter 12 ( With Just One Kiss )
“Y-y-yes…I…I…I’m sorry…” Bam breathed words - his whole body was frozen - frozen in time. He didn’t know what else to say, how else to react.
“Don’t apologize, sweetheart.” Ville answered taking a step closer into Bam’s motionless body.
“I….”
“Shhhh…” Ville’s hand placed over Bam’s lips, tracing their flawless outline.
“I love you.” He whispered with his breath short in a short sigh and he felt himself turning away, afraid for what was to happen next.
Ville tugged Bam's hand and pulled Bam into his arms. He looked down at him with his tantalizing green eyes and Bam was captivated. Bam’s breathe caught even as his gaze traveled from his startling eyes to Ville’s lips - and it was in that moment that Bam knew Ville would kiss him.
Ville hands slid around his waist, to his lower back, Bam felt the fingers of his hands as they spread out pulling him steadily to Ville, pulling their bodies into contact. Their stomachs touched first, then their hips, and their chests. Bam’s hands slid up the fabric of his shirt to rest on his silky-smooth chest as if it was in a form of comfort. He looked again into his eyes, but only for a moment, as their lips finally touched, then Bam’s eyes drifted softly shut.
At first the kiss was soft, like many they had shared throughout their times together. Their lips parted and their tongues intertwined, playing that ever familiar teasing game of cat and mouse. And then something changed, not sure what it is, but Bam felt it deep down inside his soul, the kiss was different. The kiss was the kind that sears the soul, if one allows it to. That was the key, for a moment as if Bam stood on the edge of a chasm - if Bam opened his soul and stepped over the cliff he would fall and he would not know what was at the bottom - he didn’t care anymore.
Hovering at the edge of Bam’s mind this fleeting thought, and then the choice was made and he surrendered himself. As he slid down deeply into the void, the world delicately slipped away from Bam and his mind began to spin. The feeling was akin to slipping down into a pool. But not any pool, in this pool, each drop was pure dreamy pleasure. He felt the liquid tendrils curl through his mind, down his spine, and somehow made it almost impossible to stand. Bam was glad of Ville’s arms supporting him. A momentary thought of whether Ville was affected the same way tickled at the edge of Bam’s mind, and then that too was gone.
As they continued to kiss, Bam felt the pull of the pleasure more strongly with each passing moment. With each and every breath in and out, expanding and collapsing Bam’s world into a single thought, a single indefinable desire. Draining all thought and consciousness down to a single indefinable point. It was like a soft touch in his mind, or a whisper, too faint to hear. The pulling sensation built deeply down inside his mind, opening to the possibilities, the dark delight surrounding him, spinning him down deeper, and he reveled in it.
The kiss had become the world to Bam. Nothing else existed. It was the center of the universe, a sun so bright, it pulled so unyielding that his “self” was eclipsed by its radiance. All awareness of self disappeared as he felt himself slipping deeper into his spell, the dark rapture of the younger man’s mind captured him and he savored in his lover’s submission.
And then it is over. Bam struggled to open his eyes and look into Ville’s and he wondered if Ville realize the effect Ville have had on him. Bam’s mind shuttered as the rest of the world came crashing back into full reality.
He wasn’t able to speak again, he was so captivated and his reality was spinning around him. He had just taken Ville back and they had just kissed, but now it was only just getting started. Their gaze into each others eyes awestruck so many emotions for the both of them.
The look now initiated for the both of them the same exact thought. Bam started and captured Ville’s lips into his and then their bodies were flung to the couch. Bam was no in control, it was going to be him, all him. And how he managed to get them both naked in a matter of seconds, he didn’t want to question it. It didn’t stop him, but he had to stop, he needed to slow down as he laid on top of the man he loved, and stared down.
A soft groan echoed inside Ville as Bam playfully caught his lower lip between his teeth. His fingers kneaded his flesh and his tongue pushed past his lips with its urgency. Ville raised one hand to the nape of his neck, running through his curled hair. Ville could feel a moan rising in the back of his throat but it was as though the air within him had dissipated. His body tried arching upwards against Bam of its own violation, like the attraction between two magnets. Bam could not control himself when he was with him, wanting to give him everything within him and he did not want this to hurry along, he did not want to let the moment he shared with him end so soon. "Oh god," he murmured when Ville’s teeth pressed against his tender shoulder. He tilted his head back, pushing deeper against his chest. At the same time, his hips shifted over his, letting his stiffening cock free to rise up between his thighs; his just has hard, lying against his stomach. The way his hips twisted, Bam knew he was waiting for him to enter him. They were both waiting, but Bam was scared now to rush forward.
"Ville," Bam whispered against his ear, tugging at his earlobe with his lips, his breath sifting through his hair. Sighs slid from Ville into Bam, slid from Bam into Ville. Bam’s hand roamed over his taunt abdomen to furtively cup him from behind. Within the palm of his hand it felt like a soft globe of warmth, and began a zealous tease.
"Please," Ville murmured, his hands pushing up on Bam’s chest. "God, please."
Bam tried to hold back, to enter him so slowly, but he slid down until Bam was buried tight inside him and a vibrant shudder shook his body. His hips rolled up to drive deeper into him, the muscles in his thighs shaking.
Ville’s body trembled underneath him as he looked up at him. Bam reached down and touched his fingertips to Ville’s cheek, then brought his face down so their lips met in a fevered kiss, engulfing the both of them in its heat.
Bam twisted his hips, going slow, drawing all of him in Ville before rising up until only the head of his cock was placed inside. Sinking softly back down until Bam could feel him gyrating against the base of his cock. Ville raised himself up into his thrusts, matching his rhythm, waiting for him to want more. He wrapped his arms around his neck tightly, kissing the soft flesh below his jaw; breathing words against his ear that made him cringe at the thought of letting him go. His name seemed to be carried out on every breath that left Bam’s lips. He looked to where thy were joined, watching his cock sliding in and out of him repeatedly with quick, even thrusts, pausing only when he crashed against his flesh. Ville lifted himself to meet each stroke and each time Bam drove all the way into him, a sharp breath left Ville’s lips and his hands against his cock, stroking, stroking, till he released.
Bam could feel that thickening begin to start, the need to explode coming closer. His mouth seemed to shiver with each breath and his fingers dug deeper into Ville’s skin. Drops of sweat rolled down his cheeks and he could taste him in the air.
Ville groaned.
Bam held himself against the length of his body, trying not to slow down the tempo they had found but wanting to feel the heat of his skin against him when he went over the edge. He felt so perfectly connected with him, as though this was the way life was meant to be. As if this was where he belonged and it was.
Ville’s fingers now burrowed into skin too as he pulled Bam tight against him; his moans hot air burning Bam’s cheek until his lips found his again. At the same moment, Bam’s lungs seemed to refuse any more work and his heart thumped hard one last time against the wall of his chest before seizing up as it always does right then. Muscles strained forward, trying to bring the rest of his body inside him as Bam’s cock found its release. Ville heard incoherent words push their way out of the younger one’s mouth as he slowed his pace. Each thrust dragged his cock against the sides of Ville sending electric trembles through his skin as Ville’s body shuddered in pleasure against him. Bam held him in Ville arms, his warm, soft skin feeling like the only place Bam ever wanted to be. Ville reached him a thank you and kissed his cheek; Bam feeling his breath cool the dampness on his neck, sending more shivers.
Bam wanted to say something more but he didn't know if the words belonged at this moment. He didn't know what Ville would think. He lifted his head to look into his eyes and kiss him and tell him how wonderful he was, but Bam was stopped short - his lips were slightly parted in that content smile of Ville, but tears were running down his cheeks. He looked over to catch him watching him and, though his smile showed his joy and affection, the tears seemed to quicken. Bam brushed his thumb over the wet path and then he was gently able to touch his lips.
"You are so wonderful," he whispered, taking Bam’s hand and clasping it over his racing heart. The pulsing beat found its way into Bam’s skin and felt like it was his own. “Bam,” Ville’s broke the moment’s silence.
“Hmm?” Bam was able to breathe.
“What do you think of moving in together, meaning - you, me, Helsinki, and us equally?” Ville asked, his eyes were serious, his was voice curious.
“I…I’d love to,” Bam found himself in a bit of a stutter.
Ville didn’t need to say anything else…
They laid there staring at each other for a while, letting the silence speak the things they could not say aloud. Their fingertips gently stroked each other's bodies, seeking to make memory out of touch. When the sun finally made its way through the curtains, they were dozing lightly in each other's arms, lost in the contentment they had found in each other…
THE END
(But the epilogue is coming shortly!)
Chapter lyrics inspired by Mikaila “Forever, For Always, For You
--
I hope this was good enough for y'all. ;) Feedback is wonderful and we'll see you with the Epilouge.
-rissa