... meh.
Title: Study Date
Author: Andie May all_wound_up7
Rating: PG-13/R-ish O.o
Pairing: Teen Vam -rolls eyes at self-
Summary: Bam doesn’t know much about French, so he’s got Ville to help him study for his test.
Disclaimer: No ownage of les garcons. Never happened.
… meh.
Study Date
“Pencil.”
“… Stylo?”
“That’s pen.”
Bam bit his lip. “Oh, crayon?”
“Good. Masculine or feminine?”
“Feminine.”
“Masculine.”
“Damnit.”
“Now conjugate the infinitive jouer.”
Bam groaned. “Je n’aime l’étudier pas.”
Ville raised his eyebrows. “You just said ‘I do like the to study not.’ I think. Either that or you just spoke gibberish.”
“Well I’m sorry, Monsieur français treize.”
“Treize means thirteen; trois is three. You have a test tomorrow and you don’t know anything about French. If you fail, you get grounded, and I can’t come over. You’re not getting out of this.”
Bam whined. “Can’t we do something more fun? Like… we could kiss… in French…”
The skater grinned and Ville rolled his eyes. “You’re a moron.”
“J’ai besoin d’un bisou.” Bam puckered his lips and Ville rolled his eyes.
“Memorized that one, have you?”
“One of the few phrases I find important.”
“Maybe you should focus a little more on what le prof finds important, mon petit chou chou.”
Bam scowled. “Stop calling me that. I’m not a cabbage, yours or otherwise.”
“It’s endearing.”
“It’s gay.”
“You’re gay.”
“No… what’s this… I’m turning straight because my Willa won’t kiss me? Oh the tragedy!”
“You’re really a moron.”
“Fucking kiss me already.”
Ville granted Bam his wish, kissing him deeply. Bam shifted so he was hovering over the Finn, kissing him until their lips were bruised.
And then he wanted more.
His lips fell to Ville’s neck and sucked lightly and he rocked their hips together. Ville moaned quietly, feeling himself growing hard.
“Mm... Bammie… Stop… We have to study…”
Bam let his fingers drift down Ville’s chest to the crotch of his pants, which he began to undo. Ville groaned, giving into the lust for his boyfriend. He unbuttoned and unzipped Bam’s jeans as he felt the skater’s fingers wrap around his dick. Bam started jacking Ville off at the same time Ville uncovered his hard-on.
Bam’s jeans and boxers were pushed down to his mid-thighs and Ville pushed his legs apart, moaning as Bam’s hand moved up and down his length. He sucked on his fingers while simultaneously pumping Bam; pausing for a moment to watch his lover moan.
Bam felt two wet fingers press against his entrance and bit his lip as they pushed inside of him, never stopping the pattern of the hand-job he was giving. He closed his eyes and moaned when the fingers stroked his prostate. Every little touch brought him closer to the edge.
“Bammie… Ngh!”
Ville jerked and came into Bam’s hand, pressing Bam’s spot. Bam reached his climax immediately after, collapsing on Ville’s side. Their chests rose and fell slowly as they basked in each other’s warmth.
Bam had definitely worked his way out of studying.
“You won, Bam,” Ville breathed, reaching up to push the skater’s brown hair out of his eyes.
Bam smiled, nuzzling him. “Je t’adore.”
Ville couldn’t hide his wide smile. “I love you too, Bam Bam. But this doesn’t mean you don’t have to study.”
The skater whined. “But Ville…”
“Not yet… right now I just want you to hold me.”
Ville felt the strong arms he loved wrap around his waist and pull him close against his lover’s body.
“Now what’s the word for pencil?”
“… Stylo?”
Ville laughed. “Close enough, baby. Close enough.”
… -shrugs-
I just wanted to write something with French in it.
So here’s a little French lesson for anyone who’s curious:
Les garcons: the boys
Stylo: Pen
Crayon: Pencil
They’re both Masculine.
Jouer: to play
Monsieur français treize: Mr. French thirteen
He’s trying to say Mr. French three, distinguishing that Ville is two years ahead of him in French at their school
J’ai besoin d’un bisou: I need a kiss
Le prof: the teacher
Mon petit chou chou: My little cabbage (-doesn’t understand why it’s endearing to call someone a vegetable-)
Je t’adore: I love you
Annnnd for Bam’s fucked up sentence:
It should be ‘Je n’aime pas étudier’ to say ‘I don’t like to study.’
It’s not a noun, so it shouldn’t have l’ in front of it.
So… yeah.
Thoughts?
-doesn’t expect many reviews but will feel somewhat reassured if she gets them-
Author: Andie May all_wound_up7
Rating: PG-13/R-ish O.o
Pairing: Teen Vam -rolls eyes at self-
Summary: Bam doesn’t know much about French, so he’s got Ville to help him study for his test.
Disclaimer: No ownage of les garcons. Never happened.
… meh.
Study Date
“Pencil.”
“… Stylo?”
“That’s pen.”
Bam bit his lip. “Oh, crayon?”
“Good. Masculine or feminine?”
“Feminine.”
“Masculine.”
“Damnit.”
“Now conjugate the infinitive jouer.”
Bam groaned. “Je n’aime l’étudier pas.”
Ville raised his eyebrows. “You just said ‘I do like the to study not.’ I think. Either that or you just spoke gibberish.”
“Well I’m sorry, Monsieur français treize.”
“Treize means thirteen; trois is three. You have a test tomorrow and you don’t know anything about French. If you fail, you get grounded, and I can’t come over. You’re not getting out of this.”
Bam whined. “Can’t we do something more fun? Like… we could kiss… in French…”
The skater grinned and Ville rolled his eyes. “You’re a moron.”
“J’ai besoin d’un bisou.” Bam puckered his lips and Ville rolled his eyes.
“Memorized that one, have you?”
“One of the few phrases I find important.”
“Maybe you should focus a little more on what le prof finds important, mon petit chou chou.”
Bam scowled. “Stop calling me that. I’m not a cabbage, yours or otherwise.”
“It’s endearing.”
“It’s gay.”
“You’re gay.”
“No… what’s this… I’m turning straight because my Willa won’t kiss me? Oh the tragedy!”
“You’re really a moron.”
“Fucking kiss me already.”
Ville granted Bam his wish, kissing him deeply. Bam shifted so he was hovering over the Finn, kissing him until their lips were bruised.
And then he wanted more.
His lips fell to Ville’s neck and sucked lightly and he rocked their hips together. Ville moaned quietly, feeling himself growing hard.
“Mm... Bammie… Stop… We have to study…”
Bam let his fingers drift down Ville’s chest to the crotch of his pants, which he began to undo. Ville groaned, giving into the lust for his boyfriend. He unbuttoned and unzipped Bam’s jeans as he felt the skater’s fingers wrap around his dick. Bam started jacking Ville off at the same time Ville uncovered his hard-on.
Bam’s jeans and boxers were pushed down to his mid-thighs and Ville pushed his legs apart, moaning as Bam’s hand moved up and down his length. He sucked on his fingers while simultaneously pumping Bam; pausing for a moment to watch his lover moan.
Bam felt two wet fingers press against his entrance and bit his lip as they pushed inside of him, never stopping the pattern of the hand-job he was giving. He closed his eyes and moaned when the fingers stroked his prostate. Every little touch brought him closer to the edge.
“Bammie… Ngh!”
Ville jerked and came into Bam’s hand, pressing Bam’s spot. Bam reached his climax immediately after, collapsing on Ville’s side. Their chests rose and fell slowly as they basked in each other’s warmth.
Bam had definitely worked his way out of studying.
“You won, Bam,” Ville breathed, reaching up to push the skater’s brown hair out of his eyes.
Bam smiled, nuzzling him. “Je t’adore.”
Ville couldn’t hide his wide smile. “I love you too, Bam Bam. But this doesn’t mean you don’t have to study.”
The skater whined. “But Ville…”
“Not yet… right now I just want you to hold me.”
Ville felt the strong arms he loved wrap around his waist and pull him close against his lover’s body.
“Now what’s the word for pencil?”
“… Stylo?”
Ville laughed. “Close enough, baby. Close enough.”
… -shrugs-
I just wanted to write something with French in it.
So here’s a little French lesson for anyone who’s curious:
Les garcons: the boys
Stylo: Pen
Crayon: Pencil
They’re both Masculine.
Jouer: to play
Monsieur français treize: Mr. French thirteen
He’s trying to say Mr. French three, distinguishing that Ville is two years ahead of him in French at their school
J’ai besoin d’un bisou: I need a kiss
Le prof: the teacher
Mon petit chou chou: My little cabbage (-doesn’t understand why it’s endearing to call someone a vegetable-)
Je t’adore: I love you
Annnnd for Bam’s fucked up sentence:
It should be ‘Je n’aime pas étudier’ to say ‘I don’t like to study.’
It’s not a noun, so it shouldn’t have l’ in front of it.
So… yeah.
Thoughts?
-doesn’t expect many reviews but will feel somewhat reassured if she gets them-