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Title: Tearing Apart
Chapter: 6
Author:
slasher48/
bad_bad_books
Rating: Finally some NC-17 goin on in this bitch :)..
Pairing: VAM of course :), a little implied Bam/Jonne that was quickly taken care of by dear Ville ;)
Disclaimer: Don't own them, don't remind me >.<
First Chapter
Second Chapter
Third Chapter
Fourth Chapter
Fifth Chapter
I sigh heavily. "Bammie......we need to talk."
*****
"What? What about?" He looks almost fearful, so I put a hand on his shoulder and stare into his eyes to calm him down. I forget those words usually don't precede anything positive.
"Why I left."
He looks scared; Bam is never scared, not ever, no matter how many stupid stunts he does or friendships he fucks up. He must care about me more than I've realized.
"Darling, don't look so frightened. I'm not going to tell you I hate you or something like that." He relaxes a little bit, still wary though, I can tell.
"Then..why would you just...leave like that? You certainly seemed like you were pissed..."
"Bam, love, there are things about me you really don't want to know about, and one of those things is why I left." I watch him silently as he takes it all in, and I can see the minute the wheels start turning in his head. Bammie's not stupid, not by any stretch of the imagination, and he's thinking about what I could mean, thinking hard.
"Was it 'cause you wanted to kiss Jonne and I kissed him instead?" I want to say yes, but I know he'll see the truth in my eyes. He'll know I'm lying, and Bam hates being lied to.
"No, not that." His eyes close and he wrinkles his nose and all I can think about is how cute he looks doing that and how much I'd like to kiss him right now.
When those pensive blue orbs are revealed and he looks into mine, I can see the recognition, the shock, the awe. My eyes reveal everything to him and he swallows, hard.
"W-was it 'cause I was kissing Jonne...and not you?" He looks like he might shatter if I answer the question wrong, his eyes so liquid and fragile.
I nod, gulping down my nervousness. "Yeah..I..I got kinda jealous." I look away from those swirling pools of blue, not able to stare into them with so many fearful thoughts running through my head.
I close my eyes and wait for the rejection, the laughs, the jeers that the pathetic little Finn has fallen for the amazing boy skating prodigy with the crystal eyes, but they don't come. With my eyes closed and no sound, I can almost tell myself he's smiling and wondering how to make the first move.
But, when I open my eyes, I'm surprised to find...that's what he's doing. His lips are stretched into a playful half-grin and his eyes are glittering again; his gaze keeps on moving to my lips and he keeps on licking his own, and I just know he wants to kiss me.
Then...he does. He leans over and presses his lips to mine and god, it's like heaven does actually exist and I'm there and I'm flying with my angel. Then he does this thing with his tongue that should be illegal, it feels so good, and I realize I'm not, I'm on the couch with my Bammie and he's kissing me, and damn can he kiss.
When he pulls away, I know I'm flushed and panting and my eyes must be black with lust, but he doesn't seem to be bothered by it. "You are the biggest n'idiot," he says, chuckling as he lays his head on my shoulder and stares up at my face.
I laugh nervously. "Why do you say that?"
"'Cause you should have told me this a long fucking time ago, Ville. We could have stopped wasting time and just done this, shit, four years ago?" He gives me a mischievous grin and lays a soft kiss on my neck.
The grin is back, but this time, I can let him know exactly what's making me grin like that, not hide it, not suppress it, just enjoy the fact that that boy that makes me smile so much is in my arms and he loves me too.
"I kinda, sorta..ahem...love you, Bam." I say, blushing slightly, eyes turned to the coffee table a little way away from us.
He squeaks in surprise, and then he's plastered against me and we're kissing again, and did I mention he can kiss? But, oh, oh fuck, no, I can feel heat going in places where I don't want it to go right now and soon my body is reacting to his closeness, its excitement poking him in the thigh.
He giggles (Yes, Bam Margera giggles.) and grinds against my hips, but his eyes are innocent and beautiful and shy. "I um, I kinda love you too, Ville." He blushes and I just have to lay one gentle, soft kiss on his lips, floored by how utterly adorable he is.
Only then do I allow myself to move, grinding upward against his short thrusts on my pelvis, taking his lips in a long, slow, tender kiss and moaning into his mouth as he begins to press that much harder.
He smirks against my lips and flips us over so I'm on top, looking up into my eyes with a wicked smile that says he knows exactly how much I want him and is glorifying in it. "I want you, Ville," he purrs, gripping my hips with his calloused fingers and giving me a long glance full of lust.
It's not even a conscious thought, my lips are spilling the words, "God, I want you, too, Bam, so much." before I've even pondered saying them.
"Did you mean what you said about liking a cock up the ass?", he asks, eyes twinkling.
I nod, flushing deeper red than I already am. "Yeah," I say embarrassedly, looking anywhere but at him.
But he gets my attention and then some when he presses his palm against the bulge in my jeans. I draw a sharp breath as he lifts his hips to brush us together. "That's too goddamn bad then, baby, 'cause I'd rather have it the other way around."
I gasp in surprise. "You...you want to be....I mean, you want me to fuck you...?"
*****
I am so a vam whore lol...like..12 hours maybe, between posts? But, it's all for you, darlings, all for you. Comments, pretty please?♥
Chapter: 6
Author:
slasher48/
bad_bad_books
Rating: Finally some NC-17 goin on in this bitch :)..
Pairing: VAM of course :), a little implied Bam/Jonne that was quickly taken care of by dear Ville ;)
Disclaimer: Don't own them, don't remind me >.<
First Chapter
Second Chapter
Third Chapter
Fourth Chapter
Fifth Chapter
I sigh heavily. "Bammie......we need to talk."
*****
"What? What about?" He looks almost fearful, so I put a hand on his shoulder and stare into his eyes to calm him down. I forget those words usually don't precede anything positive.
"Why I left."
He looks scared; Bam is never scared, not ever, no matter how many stupid stunts he does or friendships he fucks up. He must care about me more than I've realized.
"Darling, don't look so frightened. I'm not going to tell you I hate you or something like that." He relaxes a little bit, still wary though, I can tell.
"Then..why would you just...leave like that? You certainly seemed like you were pissed..."
"Bam, love, there are things about me you really don't want to know about, and one of those things is why I left." I watch him silently as he takes it all in, and I can see the minute the wheels start turning in his head. Bammie's not stupid, not by any stretch of the imagination, and he's thinking about what I could mean, thinking hard.
"Was it 'cause you wanted to kiss Jonne and I kissed him instead?" I want to say yes, but I know he'll see the truth in my eyes. He'll know I'm lying, and Bam hates being lied to.
"No, not that." His eyes close and he wrinkles his nose and all I can think about is how cute he looks doing that and how much I'd like to kiss him right now.
When those pensive blue orbs are revealed and he looks into mine, I can see the recognition, the shock, the awe. My eyes reveal everything to him and he swallows, hard.
"W-was it 'cause I was kissing Jonne...and not you?" He looks like he might shatter if I answer the question wrong, his eyes so liquid and fragile.
I nod, gulping down my nervousness. "Yeah..I..I got kinda jealous." I look away from those swirling pools of blue, not able to stare into them with so many fearful thoughts running through my head.
I close my eyes and wait for the rejection, the laughs, the jeers that the pathetic little Finn has fallen for the amazing boy skating prodigy with the crystal eyes, but they don't come. With my eyes closed and no sound, I can almost tell myself he's smiling and wondering how to make the first move.
But, when I open my eyes, I'm surprised to find...that's what he's doing. His lips are stretched into a playful half-grin and his eyes are glittering again; his gaze keeps on moving to my lips and he keeps on licking his own, and I just know he wants to kiss me.
Then...he does. He leans over and presses his lips to mine and god, it's like heaven does actually exist and I'm there and I'm flying with my angel. Then he does this thing with his tongue that should be illegal, it feels so good, and I realize I'm not, I'm on the couch with my Bammie and he's kissing me, and damn can he kiss.
When he pulls away, I know I'm flushed and panting and my eyes must be black with lust, but he doesn't seem to be bothered by it. "You are the biggest n'idiot," he says, chuckling as he lays his head on my shoulder and stares up at my face.
I laugh nervously. "Why do you say that?"
"'Cause you should have told me this a long fucking time ago, Ville. We could have stopped wasting time and just done this, shit, four years ago?" He gives me a mischievous grin and lays a soft kiss on my neck.
The grin is back, but this time, I can let him know exactly what's making me grin like that, not hide it, not suppress it, just enjoy the fact that that boy that makes me smile so much is in my arms and he loves me too.
"I kinda, sorta..ahem...love you, Bam." I say, blushing slightly, eyes turned to the coffee table a little way away from us.
He squeaks in surprise, and then he's plastered against me and we're kissing again, and did I mention he can kiss? But, oh, oh fuck, no, I can feel heat going in places where I don't want it to go right now and soon my body is reacting to his closeness, its excitement poking him in the thigh.
He giggles (Yes, Bam Margera giggles.) and grinds against my hips, but his eyes are innocent and beautiful and shy. "I um, I kinda love you too, Ville." He blushes and I just have to lay one gentle, soft kiss on his lips, floored by how utterly adorable he is.
Only then do I allow myself to move, grinding upward against his short thrusts on my pelvis, taking his lips in a long, slow, tender kiss and moaning into his mouth as he begins to press that much harder.
He smirks against my lips and flips us over so I'm on top, looking up into my eyes with a wicked smile that says he knows exactly how much I want him and is glorifying in it. "I want you, Ville," he purrs, gripping my hips with his calloused fingers and giving me a long glance full of lust.
It's not even a conscious thought, my lips are spilling the words, "God, I want you, too, Bam, so much." before I've even pondered saying them.
"Did you mean what you said about liking a cock up the ass?", he asks, eyes twinkling.
I nod, flushing deeper red than I already am. "Yeah," I say embarrassedly, looking anywhere but at him.
But he gets my attention and then some when he presses his palm against the bulge in my jeans. I draw a sharp breath as he lifts his hips to brush us together. "That's too goddamn bad then, baby, 'cause I'd rather have it the other way around."
I gasp in surprise. "You...you want to be....I mean, you want me to fuck you...?"
*****
I am so a vam whore lol...like..12 hours maybe, between posts? But, it's all for you, darlings, all for you. Comments, pretty please?♥