Coming Out [Bam/Ryan]
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AN: Idea sorta just came up by itself…ever have one of those?
Summary: Ryan wouldn’t pressure Bam, but Bam’s sure he’s not being pressured.
Coming Out
“Really! I wanna tell them.”
“No you don’t, I feel like an idiot. I know you’re not ready and I’m sorry that I brought it up, I don’t wanna pressure you. We can tell them when you’re ready.”
“I am!”
“You don’t have to pretend, it’s okay. I can wait.”
“I don’t want to wait! We’ve waited for ages, god, I really do want them to know.”
“Bam,” Ryan’s strong hands rested on Bam’s shoulders, their foreheads touching, “it really is okay. I understand. You’re just not ready, we’ll tell them another time.” Ryan placed a small kiss on Bam’s lips before leaving the room, heading down to sit with their joined friends.
Bam and Ryan had been an item for almost seven months, before that they just flirted outrageously. It had been fun, the flirting and the gentle smiles, slaps to the ass and pecks on the cheek. It was like being a kid again. The thrill and the closeness of just playing with someone, it was nice. But Bam always wanted more, and more he got.
A drunken night, a sloppy kiss and then hands everywhere while they struggled to undress each other right there, in Bam’s room where they fell to the bed before lavishing each other in kisses and nips, murmuring endearments while their bodies moved together.
Bam knew that night had been the best of his life, Ryan had been the best of his life too. The connection and the intensity they shared, it out did anything he’d previously experienced. Ryan was just perfect, in every way, shape and form. But Bam had been too nervous to go public, at least with their friends, despite the fact that he knew Ryan really wanted the others to know. Ryan had never been worried about what the others thought, he’d just been happy that Bam was his, and they were each others.
But Ryan never pressured Bam, which was way when Ryan mentioned telling them last night, and Bam went quiet, Ryan now felt guilty. And Bam was trying to convince him that, after thinking it over most of the night, now was the right time to tell their friends. Mainly because Bam intended on confessing to Ryan that, yes, this was love. And Bam didn’t want to pass up this chance.
So now Bam was just going to have to do it the other way around. Tell Ryan he was in love and then tell their friends. Or…two birds with one stone.
Ryan was sitting on the sofa, Raab and Dico on the opposite one and Phil and Ape were standing at the end of it, talking to Novak, who was sanding beside where Dunn was sitting. It was perfect, and Bam wasn’t going to chicken out, like he had when he was going to tell his parents, or when he was talking to Novak about stuff. No, he was going to show Ryan that he was ready, and that this was it.
Bam took a breath before strolling into the room, ignoring whatever it was that Bran said and making a beeline for Ryan, who was smiling at something Novak had just said. Bam moved in front of Ryan before straddling him in front of everyone and sealing their lips together, his hands holding Ryan’s head back as his tongue slid into Ryan’s mouth, pushing against his tongue and coaxing Ryan into the kiss.
Ryan lost himself, his hands coming to rest on Bam’s hips as the younger skater moved to grind against Ryan, both of them completely missing anything that was said around them as Bam moved to nip lightly at Ryan’s neck, moving to nibble on the lobe of his ear Bam licked his lips before whispering softly, ‘I love you.’
Ryan’s response was instantainious, his hand grabbing Bam’s lips back to his and locking their lips together almost brutally. Teeth clashing slightly and lips bruising under the force, but Bam wouldn’t have it any other way.
“I love you too.” Ryan murmured against his lips, their eyes meeting, blue peering into blue and a million things were exchanged in just one look.
Bam looked over his shoulder, noticing that everyone had left the room and he smiled.
“We don’t even need to move.” Bam said, a glint in his eyes as his hands moved down to Ryan’s jeans. “I always wanted to screw you around the house.”
Ryan could do nothing but groan as Bam’s hand slid into his jeans, and he knew that Bam was more than ready for others to know now.
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END
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Oh…I suck. I know I totally suck.
Anyway…yeah…
Feedback is always loved.
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AN: Idea sorta just came up by itself…ever have one of those?
Summary: Ryan wouldn’t pressure Bam, but Bam’s sure he’s not being pressured.
Coming Out
“Really! I wanna tell them.”
“No you don’t, I feel like an idiot. I know you’re not ready and I’m sorry that I brought it up, I don’t wanna pressure you. We can tell them when you’re ready.”
“I am!”
“You don’t have to pretend, it’s okay. I can wait.”
“I don’t want to wait! We’ve waited for ages, god, I really do want them to know.”
“Bam,” Ryan’s strong hands rested on Bam’s shoulders, their foreheads touching, “it really is okay. I understand. You’re just not ready, we’ll tell them another time.” Ryan placed a small kiss on Bam’s lips before leaving the room, heading down to sit with their joined friends.
Bam and Ryan had been an item for almost seven months, before that they just flirted outrageously. It had been fun, the flirting and the gentle smiles, slaps to the ass and pecks on the cheek. It was like being a kid again. The thrill and the closeness of just playing with someone, it was nice. But Bam always wanted more, and more he got.
A drunken night, a sloppy kiss and then hands everywhere while they struggled to undress each other right there, in Bam’s room where they fell to the bed before lavishing each other in kisses and nips, murmuring endearments while their bodies moved together.
Bam knew that night had been the best of his life, Ryan had been the best of his life too. The connection and the intensity they shared, it out did anything he’d previously experienced. Ryan was just perfect, in every way, shape and form. But Bam had been too nervous to go public, at least with their friends, despite the fact that he knew Ryan really wanted the others to know. Ryan had never been worried about what the others thought, he’d just been happy that Bam was his, and they were each others.
But Ryan never pressured Bam, which was way when Ryan mentioned telling them last night, and Bam went quiet, Ryan now felt guilty. And Bam was trying to convince him that, after thinking it over most of the night, now was the right time to tell their friends. Mainly because Bam intended on confessing to Ryan that, yes, this was love. And Bam didn’t want to pass up this chance.
So now Bam was just going to have to do it the other way around. Tell Ryan he was in love and then tell their friends. Or…two birds with one stone.
Ryan was sitting on the sofa, Raab and Dico on the opposite one and Phil and Ape were standing at the end of it, talking to Novak, who was sanding beside where Dunn was sitting. It was perfect, and Bam wasn’t going to chicken out, like he had when he was going to tell his parents, or when he was talking to Novak about stuff. No, he was going to show Ryan that he was ready, and that this was it.
Bam took a breath before strolling into the room, ignoring whatever it was that Bran said and making a beeline for Ryan, who was smiling at something Novak had just said. Bam moved in front of Ryan before straddling him in front of everyone and sealing their lips together, his hands holding Ryan’s head back as his tongue slid into Ryan’s mouth, pushing against his tongue and coaxing Ryan into the kiss.
Ryan lost himself, his hands coming to rest on Bam’s hips as the younger skater moved to grind against Ryan, both of them completely missing anything that was said around them as Bam moved to nip lightly at Ryan’s neck, moving to nibble on the lobe of his ear Bam licked his lips before whispering softly, ‘I love you.’
Ryan’s response was instantainious, his hand grabbing Bam’s lips back to his and locking their lips together almost brutally. Teeth clashing slightly and lips bruising under the force, but Bam wouldn’t have it any other way.
“I love you too.” Ryan murmured against his lips, their eyes meeting, blue peering into blue and a million things were exchanged in just one look.
Bam looked over his shoulder, noticing that everyone had left the room and he smiled.
“We don’t even need to move.” Bam said, a glint in his eyes as his hands moved down to Ryan’s jeans. “I always wanted to screw you around the house.”
Ryan could do nothing but groan as Bam’s hand slid into his jeans, and he knew that Bam was more than ready for others to know now.
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END
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Oh…I suck. I know I totally suck.
Anyway…yeah…
Feedback is always loved.
^_^