Title: Close Yet Far
Author:
the_heartless69Pairing: Vam
Rating: NC-17! Swearing and a failed attempt at you know what.
Summary: Kinda AU. Ville and Bam have barely known each other for six months, but they are already the best of friends. What could possibly come between them as they explore their relationship and discover brand new feelings and emotions?
Word count: 561
Disclaimer: Everyone in this fic owns his or herself, and CKY own the title Close Yet Far.
Authors Notes: Righto speghettios. This chapter is REALLY short, but it's only the first part. I figured I would post half of it now, just to remind you all that I'm still here. I hope people are still reading this. I'm sorry for the lack of updates during the last few months. Things have been very stressful with my Mum being so sick and whatnot and I haven't much felt like writing.
I'm not happy with this chapter. But let me know what you all think :)
Previous Chapters here! “Mmm,” Ville groaned quietly as Bam placed soft kisses along his collarbone. He trailed a hand up Bam’s spine, grabbing a fistful of Bam’s hair and tugging as Bam thrusted into him, trapping the Finn between himself and the mattress.
“Bam!”he cried as Bam finished with one final thrust, moaning his name in a husky voice.
Knock, knock, knock.
Ville gasped and sat up in bed, eyes darting around the bedroom in shock.
Knock, knock, knock.
Ville cleared his throat. “Yes?”
“Whaddya doing, Vil’? You locked me out!” Bam complained.
“Uhh, sorry, Bam...” Ville trailed off, staring down at what was going on beneath the material of his boxers. He rolled his eyes at himself.
“Are you going to let me in?”
“Umm... Give me twenty minutes, Bam. I just... Need to make a phone call.” Ville replied, slipping out of the bed and padding on the hardwood floor towards the ensuite, half closing the door behind him.
He stood before the sink and turned the water on, splashing icy cold water on his face, trying to wipe all thoughts of the dream out of his mind. Sighing, he sat down on the edge of the bathtub and shook his head at himself, cradling his head in his hands, water dripping off his chin onto his bare knees.
It’s not like he hadn’t had these kinds of dreams before; he had had plenty. More than plenty. Probably more than all of Bam’s fangirls put together. But this was the first one he had since he and Bam had... kissed the day before, and for some reason it made it seem so much more real.
But just because they kissed doesn’t mean that Bam actually wants to sleep with him, right?
Right?
Ville stood with a sigh, stepping towards the shower, turning on the water and stripping off his boxers, and stepped into the scalding hot water. He leaned against the glass of the shower and closed his eyes, his hand wrapping around his hard length, giving it a short, teasing tug.
He took a deep breath and bit his lower lip in an attempt to hold back a moan as he imagined Bam’s hands roaming all over his body, his lips kissing up and down his neck, along his collarbone and down his chest. He reached a hand up and tweaked a pink nipple, rolling it between his thumb and forefinger as he began tugging slowly but steadily on his cock, tracing his thumb over the slit.
“Mmm,” Ville moaned. He thought of Bam’s sweet lips trailing across his chest to his nipple, grazing his teeth over the bud before continuing down lower, kissing his bellybutton before stopping and looking up at him.
“What do you want me to do for you, Ville?”
“Unng,” Ville reached his free hand behind him to tease his own entrance. “Uh, Bam!” he cried, not realising how loud he was.
He jerked his hand harder and faster, steaming water cascading down his body leaving his skin pink. Just as he was about to come, he felt a hand wrap around his own, guiding him to his orgasm, and a pair of lips attach themselves to his neck, marking his pale flesh.
“Fuck, Bam!” He gasped, his eyes snapping open as his stomach lurched, Bam pulling away from his neck to look up at him.
“Hey, Ville.” Bam grinned.