The First Step Is Admitting (4/10)
Tittle: The First Step Is Admitting
POV: Third
Pairing: Vam!!! (I mean, if it wasn't, do you really think I's be posting on this comm?)
Comments: Are love, as always. (Yes, even ones of "You are so evil.")
Rating: R
Notes: SMUT!!!! It's the end to the smut cliffhanger in chapter three.
Disclaimer: Not mine. *cries*
Previous chapters:
Chapter one: http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/3136111.html#cutid1
Chapter two: http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/3137169.html#cutid1
Chapter three: http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/3138196.html#cutid1
Ville arched his back. Bam’s big eyes looked up at the beauty before him. The beauty he had completely under his spell.
His Prince of Darkness. His lover. His life. His everything. Ville was his, and he was Ville’s, and nothing could change that.
Bam removed his cock-swollen lips from Ville’s member and moved back up. So that his head was resting on the singer’s smooth chest, just over his heart.
“Bed?” Ville muttered, stroking Bam’s hair.
Bam shook his head, “Absinthe.”
Ville laughed and pulled Bam on top of him. Bam sat up and positioned himself so that he was sitting in Ville’s lap and Ville sat flush with the nearest wall.
“Fuck me,” Ville murmured his Bam’s ear, biting down on Bam’s neck.
“Ouch!” Bam pouted, “What are you, a vampire?”
“Just so you don’t forget about who you belong to.”
Bam scowled. “Two can play at that game. Bed, I think.”
Ville and Bam stood up in unison. Their lips met in a feather-light kiss, which quickly turned into a battle for dominance as they walked towards the bed.
They landed on the bed in a tangle of limbs. Without breaking the kiss, Ville reached behind him to find the handle of a bedside cabinet draw. He pulled the draw open, put his hand in and pulled out a condom and a bottle of lube.
Bam broke away from the kiss and put the condom over his very stiff, dribbling cock. He slicked his fingers with lube and placed a hand over Ville's entrance. He skipped the whole "one finger-two fingers-three fingers-cock" thing and pushed his cock into Ville's tight hole.
The singer gasped as Bam's member hit his prostate. They both came within seconds of each other. They collapsed, panting.
"Absinthe?" Bam managed to gasp out.
Ville nodded and got up, finding his clothes tangled with Bam's clothes in the same pile. He managed to extract his boxers and Bam's boxers, he threw Bam his boxers and Ville pulled on his own.
Bam walked over to Ville and Ville's tattooed arm snaked around his waist. Just as he had promised, Bam bit into Ville's neck, even though he had to stand on tiptoe to reach it.
"Just so you don't forget about who you belong to," he said, repeating Ville's earlier words.
"Drink?" Ville asked as they walked into the kitchen.
Bam looked at him with glazed eyes, "I want Absinthe."
Ville grinned, "woah, drunk and hallucinating from one thing? Count me in."
He found two shot glasses and an unopened bottle of the stuff lurking behind the cookie jar. Pouring Bam and himself a glass each, he said: "I love you, Bammie. I'll never leave you."
Bam smiled, "and I love you, Willa. You're my Prince of Darkness now."
"And you're my skater boy."
Nodding to each other, they drank the Absinthe down. They felt the effects very soon.
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Hehe, hope you liked it. The next chapter will have them under the influence of Absinthe
xx
POV: Third
Pairing: Vam!!! (I mean, if it wasn't, do you really think I's be posting on this comm?)
Comments: Are love, as always. (Yes, even ones of "You are so evil.")
Rating: R
Notes: SMUT!!!! It's the end to the smut cliffhanger in chapter three.
Disclaimer: Not mine. *cries*
Previous chapters:
Chapter one: http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/3136111.html#cutid1
Chapter two: http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/3137169.html#cutid1
Chapter three: http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/3138196.html#cutid1
Ville arched his back. Bam’s big eyes looked up at the beauty before him. The beauty he had completely under his spell.
His Prince of Darkness. His lover. His life. His everything. Ville was his, and he was Ville’s, and nothing could change that.
Bam removed his cock-swollen lips from Ville’s member and moved back up. So that his head was resting on the singer’s smooth chest, just over his heart.
“Bed?” Ville muttered, stroking Bam’s hair.
Bam shook his head, “Absinthe.”
Ville laughed and pulled Bam on top of him. Bam sat up and positioned himself so that he was sitting in Ville’s lap and Ville sat flush with the nearest wall.
“Fuck me,” Ville murmured his Bam’s ear, biting down on Bam’s neck.
“Ouch!” Bam pouted, “What are you, a vampire?”
“Just so you don’t forget about who you belong to.”
Bam scowled. “Two can play at that game. Bed, I think.”
Ville and Bam stood up in unison. Their lips met in a feather-light kiss, which quickly turned into a battle for dominance as they walked towards the bed.
They landed on the bed in a tangle of limbs. Without breaking the kiss, Ville reached behind him to find the handle of a bedside cabinet draw. He pulled the draw open, put his hand in and pulled out a condom and a bottle of lube.
Bam broke away from the kiss and put the condom over his very stiff, dribbling cock. He slicked his fingers with lube and placed a hand over Ville's entrance. He skipped the whole "one finger-two fingers-three fingers-cock" thing and pushed his cock into Ville's tight hole.
The singer gasped as Bam's member hit his prostate. They both came within seconds of each other. They collapsed, panting.
"Absinthe?" Bam managed to gasp out.
Ville nodded and got up, finding his clothes tangled with Bam's clothes in the same pile. He managed to extract his boxers and Bam's boxers, he threw Bam his boxers and Ville pulled on his own.
Bam walked over to Ville and Ville's tattooed arm snaked around his waist. Just as he had promised, Bam bit into Ville's neck, even though he had to stand on tiptoe to reach it.
"Just so you don't forget about who you belong to," he said, repeating Ville's earlier words.
"Drink?" Ville asked as they walked into the kitchen.
Bam looked at him with glazed eyes, "I want Absinthe."
Ville grinned, "woah, drunk and hallucinating from one thing? Count me in."
He found two shot glasses and an unopened bottle of the stuff lurking behind the cookie jar. Pouring Bam and himself a glass each, he said: "I love you, Bammie. I'll never leave you."
Bam smiled, "and I love you, Willa. You're my Prince of Darkness now."
"And you're my skater boy."
Nodding to each other, they drank the Absinthe down. They felt the effects very soon.
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Hehe, hope you liked it. The next chapter will have them under the influence of Absinthe
xx