Cold World Chapter 2
Title: Cold World
Chapter: 2: A Kink In The Plan
Title: Cold World
Chapter: 2: A Kink In The Plan
Pairing: VAM, Bam/AC, Ville/AC (The Vammage will accure after the other pairings)
Summery: In a world filled with hate, violence and carnage a pair of men on completely different sides of the spectrum are destined to change eachothers ways, but how will everyone else take the news of their scandlous love? (Supernatual fic consisting of such creatures: Vampires, werewolves, elves, witches, warlocks, fairies, nimphs, mermaid/men and some others I have yet to think of yet)
Rating: Pg-13 to NC-17 (In later chapters for sexual action. Don't worry I don't lack in the boy on boy smut. I hope >.>) Mostly Pg-13 in this chapter for language and mild suggestions.
Disclaimer: I own no one in this story except Tristan, Kaapo and Sakari and a few select other characters nor do any of their actions and thoughts reflect on what they actually think and do. None of this ever happened and it never will. Please don't sue...I have no money to give you anyway >.<
A/N: I'm so sorry it took me so long to update, but my internet has been funky whenever I sign on and I have some personal issues. I also took a hiatas and chose to be lazy for my birthday which was the seventh. I also had finals all this week v.v'. Hope you all can forgive me for the horrific wait. Enjoy my lovilies! ^-^
Chapter: 2: A Kink In The Plan
The persistant knocking was going to drive me more insane than I already am. So I rose with a great big sigh I heaved my too light, lithe milky white body off my warm, comfortable bed and snatched my black silk robe off of my large oak dresser. I pulled it on as I left my room and padded silently down the cold hallway and down the stairs of my three story manor. Only the best for the Kings toy aye?
I let out another hefty sigh as I tied my robe to conceal my naked form from plain view. More rapid, insistant knocking brought my attention back to why I had left the safty of my bed in the first place.
"Hold on for a fucking second!" I yell with quite a bit of annoyance adn make my way through the foyer to my large oak, crimson painted front door.
I unlocked about eight different locks I had installed for my piece of mind and flung the door open, glaring down pointedly at my impatient visitor.
"What?" I gorwled upon seeing my good friend and fellow conspirator, Jussi. He just raised his black brow and smiled that not so innocent smile he's oh so famous for.
"I was stopping by for a drink, but I think I'll help myself to something quite a bit more satisfing." He practically purred as his smile grew and morphed into a cocky smirk.
Jussi reached out and grabbed the thin strip of silk that is tied around my narrow waist. Before he or even I knew what hit him, I gripped his wrist and twist hsi arm behind his back as I whip him around and pin him to the wall just inside the doorway.
I then press Jussi's body into the wall roughly with my weight, using my immence strength and good extra five inches of height to overpower him without a struggle. I wasn't taking him up on the offer of sex, no. Instead I was reminding him of who I am. That I don't want him sexually and that i have the capabillity to do away with him as I see fit. Not to mention I am still beyond sore from the Kings latest ravishings of late last night.
"This is your last warning..." I growled lowly into his ear, snapping my sharp teeth together in a nashing manner to create a grinding, clicking noise to emphasize my threat.
That seemed to make Jussi's blood run cold. I felt him tense up and heard him stiffle a sob. Perhaps I have gone too far? I asked myself. I then instantly loosen my grip and turn him around to face me.
Jussi wouldn't look up at me, but I knew even as he hides beneath his spikey bangs, that he's crying. that his sparkling ocean blue orbs were filling up quickly with tears.
"I'm sorry, Jussi. I didn't hurt you too much did I?" I questioned worriedly, returning to my usual self. Guilt plagued me. I hated this side of myself.
He whimpered slightly in responce. I realized I hadn't hurt him physically, I hurt him emotionally. I knew Jussi saw what I knew I was starting to become.
I carefully cupped Jussi's smooth tearstained face in my thin, slender, seemingly delicate, smooth hands and gently made my fellow Fin look me in the eyes. His were glossy and filled with tears of almost hatred. Not hatred for me, but the monster that the King has caused to fester inside my soul.
"You're becoming like the king, Ville." He whispered horsely through his tears. His words stung me harshly, more so than intended. We both knew that I was being tainted little by little over the years since I was forced into the kings service, but we never spoke of it.
"I'm sorry, Jussi. I'm trying to resist it." I say softly, tears welling in my own emerald hued eyes.
"I know, kulta. It's ok, I know you would never hurt me or anyone else purposely. Don't cry, Ville. I brought someone along." Jussi says with a small smile and wipes away his tears. I couldn't help but feel curious despite my overwhelming guilt and self hatred.
"Who'd you bring?" I ask as I back away to give him space and to get away from the wall, my curiousity growing by the second as he takes his time with dusting himself off, "Well?" I insist impatiently.
"Look in the doorway. He's come along to help with an insite on the Lycans rebellion plans, to help make a joint force to upheave the evil reign." Jussi finally says and nods to the door.
I look over immidiately, eager to see whom is willing to help overthrow the cruel bastards who've poisoned the free world. To my surprise my breath caught in my throat. The man standing there was a little shorter than I, his thin well built form endorn with loose fitting blue jeans, a faded blue Element tee shirt as well as a pair of old, faded, scuffed up Adios. His ear length, curly chocolate brown hair framed his beautiful face perfectly, hidden partially under a black beanie. His eyes stood out the most to me; such a brilliant sapphire hue. They sparkled with mischief and life. That was uncommon to see in these dark days. His plump, pink lips curled into a smile and he stuck his large, rough looking hand out to me.
"I'm Brandon Margera, but call me Bam." He says in a strange American accent. His voice sounded that of an angel to me. I eagerly took his outstretched hand, but instead of shaking it, I bent and kissed his rough knuckles. I almost jumped at the spark that stung my lips so wonderfully.
"Ville Valo." I introduced myself as I drew back.
"Vil...Villeh..Vil..."He tried as he must to pronounce my name but couldn't get it quite right. he pursed his lips into a thin line and furrowed his brown brows, his cheeks growing crimson with embarrassment,"I'm just going to call you Willa, if that's alright." He says finally.
"That's perfectly fine Bam Bam." I comfirm with a chuckle, coming up with a nickname of my own for this beautiful man. I couldn't take my eyes off of him and that seemed to make him slightly uncomfortable. Bam shifted from foot to foot and looked away.
"Forgive poor Ville. He tends to stare at new aquantances quite a bit." Jussi comments with a sly smile and ushers Bam in past us and closes the door, being sure to lock all the deadbolts on my door. As bam walked past me I caught his scent. Musky and flowery all at once mixed with his own scent, almost like a beast. I realize that he is indeed a Lycan or a werewolf as humans like to call them. That did not bother me in the least. I liked the smell and found it comforting oddly enough.
"Go get showered and dressed Ville. You reak of the foul one." Jussi ordered with a slight sneer.
I pouted and smelled myself, nearly gagging from the pungent oder of the King. It didn't smell horrible or ghastly, no it was worse than that. It smelled like pure evil. I hated it as much as I hated him so with a flash I was upstairs and behind my closed door.
I sigh and take off my robe as I make my way to my attached master bathroom. As I ran the water for my shower so that it would warm to my liking, I can't help but wonder what Jussi and Bam are doing downstairs by themselves. I feel some forelorn emotion run through my body and mind as I step into the shower. An ugly emotion I haven't felt for centuries. Jealousy. I push the thoughts out of my head as I stand beneath the heted mini bullets of water and wet my body and hair, making the Kings scent all that much worse. I can't be jealous, not now. Not when I'm so close to achieving our goal in the malitia. Not over a man I just met. I can't let my emotions put a kink in all our painstaking efforts. I can't put a kin in the plan now when we're so close that I can taste it. Taste the sweet victory I so hope for as do many others. I can't let them down. I can't be weak.
A/U: That's it for now sweethearts. Again I'm sorry it took so long. I hope I didn't just kill the story for you, but don't worry I have plot bunnies hard at work. I should have another chapter out in a few days tops. Love you lots! COMMENTS=VAMMIE LOVE!!!
Chapter: 2: A Kink In The Plan
Title: Cold World
Chapter: 2: A Kink In The Plan
Pairing: VAM, Bam/AC, Ville/AC (The Vammage will accure after the other pairings)
Summery: In a world filled with hate, violence and carnage a pair of men on completely different sides of the spectrum are destined to change eachothers ways, but how will everyone else take the news of their scandlous love? (Supernatual fic consisting of such creatures: Vampires, werewolves, elves, witches, warlocks, fairies, nimphs, mermaid/men and some others I have yet to think of yet)
Rating: Pg-13 to NC-17 (In later chapters for sexual action. Don't worry I don't lack in the boy on boy smut. I hope >.>) Mostly Pg-13 in this chapter for language and mild suggestions.
Disclaimer: I own no one in this story except Tristan, Kaapo and Sakari and a few select other characters nor do any of their actions and thoughts reflect on what they actually think and do. None of this ever happened and it never will. Please don't sue...I have no money to give you anyway >.<
A/N: I'm so sorry it took me so long to update, but my internet has been funky whenever I sign on and I have some personal issues. I also took a hiatas and chose to be lazy for my birthday which was the seventh. I also had finals all this week v.v'. Hope you all can forgive me for the horrific wait. Enjoy my lovilies! ^-^
Chapter: 2: A Kink In The Plan
The persistant knocking was going to drive me more insane than I already am. So I rose with a great big sigh I heaved my too light, lithe milky white body off my warm, comfortable bed and snatched my black silk robe off of my large oak dresser. I pulled it on as I left my room and padded silently down the cold hallway and down the stairs of my three story manor. Only the best for the Kings toy aye?
I let out another hefty sigh as I tied my robe to conceal my naked form from plain view. More rapid, insistant knocking brought my attention back to why I had left the safty of my bed in the first place.
"Hold on for a fucking second!" I yell with quite a bit of annoyance adn make my way through the foyer to my large oak, crimson painted front door.
I unlocked about eight different locks I had installed for my piece of mind and flung the door open, glaring down pointedly at my impatient visitor.
"What?" I gorwled upon seeing my good friend and fellow conspirator, Jussi. He just raised his black brow and smiled that not so innocent smile he's oh so famous for.
"I was stopping by for a drink, but I think I'll help myself to something quite a bit more satisfing." He practically purred as his smile grew and morphed into a cocky smirk.
Jussi reached out and grabbed the thin strip of silk that is tied around my narrow waist. Before he or even I knew what hit him, I gripped his wrist and twist hsi arm behind his back as I whip him around and pin him to the wall just inside the doorway.
I then press Jussi's body into the wall roughly with my weight, using my immence strength and good extra five inches of height to overpower him without a struggle. I wasn't taking him up on the offer of sex, no. Instead I was reminding him of who I am. That I don't want him sexually and that i have the capabillity to do away with him as I see fit. Not to mention I am still beyond sore from the Kings latest ravishings of late last night.
"This is your last warning..." I growled lowly into his ear, snapping my sharp teeth together in a nashing manner to create a grinding, clicking noise to emphasize my threat.
That seemed to make Jussi's blood run cold. I felt him tense up and heard him stiffle a sob. Perhaps I have gone too far? I asked myself. I then instantly loosen my grip and turn him around to face me.
Jussi wouldn't look up at me, but I knew even as he hides beneath his spikey bangs, that he's crying. that his sparkling ocean blue orbs were filling up quickly with tears.
"I'm sorry, Jussi. I didn't hurt you too much did I?" I questioned worriedly, returning to my usual self. Guilt plagued me. I hated this side of myself.
He whimpered slightly in responce. I realized I hadn't hurt him physically, I hurt him emotionally. I knew Jussi saw what I knew I was starting to become.
I carefully cupped Jussi's smooth tearstained face in my thin, slender, seemingly delicate, smooth hands and gently made my fellow Fin look me in the eyes. His were glossy and filled with tears of almost hatred. Not hatred for me, but the monster that the King has caused to fester inside my soul.
"You're becoming like the king, Ville." He whispered horsely through his tears. His words stung me harshly, more so than intended. We both knew that I was being tainted little by little over the years since I was forced into the kings service, but we never spoke of it.
"I'm sorry, Jussi. I'm trying to resist it." I say softly, tears welling in my own emerald hued eyes.
"I know, kulta. It's ok, I know you would never hurt me or anyone else purposely. Don't cry, Ville. I brought someone along." Jussi says with a small smile and wipes away his tears. I couldn't help but feel curious despite my overwhelming guilt and self hatred.
"Who'd you bring?" I ask as I back away to give him space and to get away from the wall, my curiousity growing by the second as he takes his time with dusting himself off, "Well?" I insist impatiently.
"Look in the doorway. He's come along to help with an insite on the Lycans rebellion plans, to help make a joint force to upheave the evil reign." Jussi finally says and nods to the door.
I look over immidiately, eager to see whom is willing to help overthrow the cruel bastards who've poisoned the free world. To my surprise my breath caught in my throat. The man standing there was a little shorter than I, his thin well built form endorn with loose fitting blue jeans, a faded blue Element tee shirt as well as a pair of old, faded, scuffed up Adios. His ear length, curly chocolate brown hair framed his beautiful face perfectly, hidden partially under a black beanie. His eyes stood out the most to me; such a brilliant sapphire hue. They sparkled with mischief and life. That was uncommon to see in these dark days. His plump, pink lips curled into a smile and he stuck his large, rough looking hand out to me.
"I'm Brandon Margera, but call me Bam." He says in a strange American accent. His voice sounded that of an angel to me. I eagerly took his outstretched hand, but instead of shaking it, I bent and kissed his rough knuckles. I almost jumped at the spark that stung my lips so wonderfully.
"Ville Valo." I introduced myself as I drew back.
"Vil...Villeh..Vil..."He tried as he must to pronounce my name but couldn't get it quite right. he pursed his lips into a thin line and furrowed his brown brows, his cheeks growing crimson with embarrassment,"I'm just going to call you Willa, if that's alright." He says finally.
"That's perfectly fine Bam Bam." I comfirm with a chuckle, coming up with a nickname of my own for this beautiful man. I couldn't take my eyes off of him and that seemed to make him slightly uncomfortable. Bam shifted from foot to foot and looked away.
"Forgive poor Ville. He tends to stare at new aquantances quite a bit." Jussi comments with a sly smile and ushers Bam in past us and closes the door, being sure to lock all the deadbolts on my door. As bam walked past me I caught his scent. Musky and flowery all at once mixed with his own scent, almost like a beast. I realize that he is indeed a Lycan or a werewolf as humans like to call them. That did not bother me in the least. I liked the smell and found it comforting oddly enough.
"Go get showered and dressed Ville. You reak of the foul one." Jussi ordered with a slight sneer.
I pouted and smelled myself, nearly gagging from the pungent oder of the King. It didn't smell horrible or ghastly, no it was worse than that. It smelled like pure evil. I hated it as much as I hated him so with a flash I was upstairs and behind my closed door.
I sigh and take off my robe as I make my way to my attached master bathroom. As I ran the water for my shower so that it would warm to my liking, I can't help but wonder what Jussi and Bam are doing downstairs by themselves. I feel some forelorn emotion run through my body and mind as I step into the shower. An ugly emotion I haven't felt for centuries. Jealousy. I push the thoughts out of my head as I stand beneath the heted mini bullets of water and wet my body and hair, making the Kings scent all that much worse. I can't be jealous, not now. Not when I'm so close to achieving our goal in the malitia. Not over a man I just met. I can't let my emotions put a kink in all our painstaking efforts. I can't put a kin in the plan now when we're so close that I can taste it. Taste the sweet victory I so hope for as do many others. I can't let them down. I can't be weak.
A/U: That's it for now sweethearts. Again I'm sorry it took so long. I hope I didn't just kill the story for you, but don't worry I have plot bunnies hard at work. I should have another chapter out in a few days tops. Love you lots! COMMENTS=VAMMIE LOVE!!!