This Update Is Long Overdue
Title: The House That Man-Love Built
Author: myforgottenpain
Pairing: Vam, Johnny Knoxville/Ryan Dunn… actually multiple pairings might be more appropriate…
Rating: R for content and ES for Excessive Smut.
Summary: What brought Bam, Ville, Johnny, and Ryan together….
Disclaimer: I don't own anything connected to Ville Valo, Bam Margera, Ryan Dunn, or Johnny Knoxville. Nor do I imply that in reality they are anything but friends.
Authors Notes: This started off as a crack fic for Jezebel1389… but it deserves its own mini series. Enjoy! This too is dedicated to the lovely Jezzie!
On a side note, I still haven't finished chapter 31... :( I've tried for the last few days to do it. It's a very serious moment.... and I only could think of was this really hot smex scene that didn't fit in anything I have at the moment. So I'm writing a one shot instead of working on chapter 31.... but I swear I know what I want to do with it now! I just have to get a sexual frustrated Bammie out of my head...
“Has anyone ever told you… how beautiful you are?”
Ville tried not to smile, peeking at Johnny, unable to stop the smile any more when he saw the way Johnny smiled at him. “That has to be the lamest pick up line I have ever heard. Did you really think I would lie down and let you fuck me because of that?” Ville asked his tone light as he matched some socks. “You have got to step up your game Knoxville.” Ville finished turning his eyes back to the basket of laundry in front of him.
“It has worked more times than I could count.” Johnny said, taking a shirt from the basket so he could fold it.
“With ignorant under aged girls, who had several illegal drinks.” Ville said, teasing the other man.
“Unless their names are Bam and Ryan, no…” Johnny answered simply.
“No…” Ville said, shaking his head in disbelief. “No… they didn’t really fall for that. Did they?”
“Watch and learn.” Johnny said, spying Bam coming into the room. Hoping off the couch, Johnny pulled Bam close, running his hands along Bam’s sides. “Has anyone ever told you, how beautiful you are?” He asked softly, gazing into Bam’s eyes.
“Awww…. That’s so sweet of you.” Bam said, wrapping his arms around Johnny’s neck, kissing him deeply. “You are such a sweet heart.” With another quicker kiss, Bam continued on his original mission to go into the kitchen.
“See?” Johnny asked, going back to the couch, sitting down next to Ville as close as he could be.
“Well… that’s where I am different. I will not bend to your will just because you say a few pretty words to me.” Ville said, having gone back to folding laundry after his little display.
“That’s what I like about you so much.” Johnny said, slowly running his hand over Ville’s back. “You are a delicious challenge Mr Valo. I can not wait to taste more of your… forbidden fruit.” Johnny said, lowering his voice as he leaned in to kiss Ville’s neck.
“There you go again with those lame pick up lines.” Ville mumbled, his slightly shaky hands making it difficult to fold his shirt correctly. “It will take more than that to get in my pants.”
“But you are considering it… and that’s a big difference from how you felt when you first came here.” Johnny whispered heatly into Ville’s ear. His hand started moving over Ville’s leg, loving the flinch that it caused.
“Well… you can be quite persuasive when you set your mind to something.” Ville whispered back, twisting just slightly in his seat so he could look at Johnny.
“I told you… I won’t stop until I get what I want.” Johnny said back, shivering himself at the way their lips brushed against one another. Reaching up he cupped Ville’s face in his hands.
“No matter how long it takes?” Ville asked eyes closing as his hands gripped the sleeves of Johnny’s shirt.
“I would chase you to the ends of this earth… if it meant I stood a chance with you.” Johnny answered capturing Ville’s mouth for a heated kiss. Knocking the basket from Ville’s lap, he pushed the singer back onto the couch more, soon over him.
“You might just have to do that.” Ville answered, refusing to even let Johnny sit between his legs. He was going to put up the good fight until he couldn’t bear it any more.
“So be it.” Johnny answered quickly, quickly locking their lips again, both moaning in delight because of it.
“Ville Bam wanted me to ask you if you… checked… the laundry…” Ryan trailed off, stopping next to the couch.
Ville quickly pulled away from Johnny, turning his attention to the laundry on the floor. “Yes, yes I did…”
“I’m so sorry… I didn’t mean to interrupt you.” Ryan said, looking to Johnny who was slowly sitting up, licking his lips.
“It’s alright…” Johnny said, smiling up at Ryan, but his lover could see the disappointment in his brown gaze.
“Well… there is no reason to stop it. We could have some fun together?” Ryan offered his smile which had just started quickly fell.
Practically jumping off the couch, his clothes hanging out of the basket, Ville got up and moved past them. “I have to finish my laundry.” He hurried upstairs and disappeared in his bedroom.
Johnny sighed leaning against the back of the couch, looking up at Ryan. Drawing in a breath through his nose, he reached up and ran his hand over Ryan’s side. “It’s alright baby.”
“I’m sorry I ruined your fun.” Ryan said softly, casting down his gaze.
Smiling softly, Johnny pulled Ryan around the couch and into his lap. “It’s alright… you have every right to be a part of this.”
“But Ville doesn’t want me.” Ryan mumbled unhappily.
“It’s not that he doesn’t want you. It’s just… he hasn’t been able to develop a connection with you. He’s been with Bam for years… and I’ve had two weeks to develop a connection with him. You will… given enough time.”
“Until then I’m left out.” Ryan grumbled.
Johnny chuckled and moved so he could kiss Ryan deeply, “You will never be left out. I love you.”
Ryan smiled, trusting his lover. “I love you too.”
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“Run, run, run!!!” Bam yelled, as he tore through the house with Ryan hot on his tracks. Ville was barely able to jump out the way before getting trampled. He tripped over the arm of the couch and fell down.
“Are you alright?” Johnny asked, having come in behind their mutual lovers. He reached down and helped Ville up.
“Just hurt my ego.” Ville mumbled, checking his elbow which was cut and scuffed. He winced in pain, not use to being knocked around.
“I could get you a bandaid… kiss it and make it better?” Johnny offered with a sly smile. “Make all that pain go away.”
“I’m sure you would love too.” Ville said, drawing in a breath, trying to remain cool and manly. He tried to straighten his arm and ended up wincing again.
“Awww come on Ville… let me take care of you.” Johnny said softly, looking at the injury again. “If anything let me stop you from bleeding all over my carpet.”
Ville sighed, “Fine…”
Johnny grinned, “Let’s go beautiful.” Johnny led Ville upstairs. “You go into your room and I’ll bring the band aids. It’s a good thing I have stock in the stuff.”
Ville smiled and sat on the end of the bed, while he waited for Johnny to come back. “God knows it would never last long around you guys.”
Johnny hurried back with the things he would need to fix Ville’s boo boo. “Dr Knoxville reporting for duty.”
Ville looked up at Johnny chuckled a little as Johnny sat next to him. “Thank goodness… that nurse wouldn’t leave me alone. She kept touching me… and trying to kiss me.”
“How dare she! That’s my job!” Johnny said, examining Ville’s injury again.
“To constantly be forward?” Ville offered with a raised eyebrow.
“Yes… exactly.” Johnny picked up with bottle of antiseptic spray. “Now this is going to sting.”
“Just do it already.”
“Is that any way to talk to the doctor who is trying to perform a life saving medical treatment?” Johnny asked, coming off quite convincing before spraying the injury.
Ville winced a little, but over all handled it fine.”
“See you can be a good patient… you might just get a lollipop yet.” Johnny said, gently cleaning the injury.
“Why do I get the feeling you're not talking about candy?” Ville asked, trying not to grin at Johnny.
“Well… you are always welcome to my special lollipop.” Johnny answered, carefully applying the band aid.
“Because I’m such a good patient?” Ville offered in a slightly sarcastic tone.
“And because you’re so cute.” Johnny said in a baby tone, pinching Ville’s cheek.
“Dear sweet Ozzy- don’t ever do that to me again.” Ville said, batting Johnny’s hand away. He frowned in a mildly annoyed manner that barely covered his equally present amusement.
Johnny laughed, picking up a felt tipped marker that he had brought with him. “And now for the final touch.” Holding Ville’s elbow in his hand, he carefully drew a smiley face on it. Leaning in, he kissed the spot. “And a kiss to make it feel better.” The corner of his mouth turned up in a grin. “Got any more places that needs a kiss?”
“Yes… yes… in fact I do.” Ville said in an overly enthusiastic manner. “Right here!” He extended his arm so he could flip Johnny off.
“Ouch…” Johnny put his hands over his heart, pretending to be hurt. “Why do you have to go around breaking my heart all the time?”
“Because it’s my job.” Ville answered standing up. “Thanks… for the band aid.”
“Any time sexy.” Johnny said, smacking Ville on the ass.
Ville hung his head and chuckled, “You just can’t resist.”
“I don’t even bother when it comes to you.” Johnny answered, gathering up the garbage so he could throw it away. He stopped next to Ville’s dresser when he an object caught his eye. “This is a neat pen…. Is this one of those fancy artistic ones?” He asked, picking up what looked like a slender marker.
“No… don’t touch that.” Ville hurried over to Johnny snatching the object from Johnny, along with the three matching ones on the top of the dresser. He quickly shoved them into his pocket, so Johnny couldn’t look at them any more.
“Alright… I won’t mess with your markers.” Johnny said, holding his hands up.
“I’m sorry Johnny… I didn’t mean…” Ville looked down, sighing.
“It’s alright.” Johnny said, touching the side of Ville’s arm. “You’ll tell me when you feel comfortable.”
“Thank you… you’ve been so…” Ville paused when Johnny touched his lips.
“You’ll tell me when you feel comfortable.” Johnny repeated softly.
“Yes… yes I will.”
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/3465323.html
http://vammyluv.livejournal.com/5747.html
http://vammyluv.livejournal.com/6232.html
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/3522992.html
Author: myforgottenpain
Pairing: Vam, Johnny Knoxville/Ryan Dunn… actually multiple pairings might be more appropriate…
Rating: R for content and ES for Excessive Smut.
Summary: What brought Bam, Ville, Johnny, and Ryan together….
Disclaimer: I don't own anything connected to Ville Valo, Bam Margera, Ryan Dunn, or Johnny Knoxville. Nor do I imply that in reality they are anything but friends.
Authors Notes: This started off as a crack fic for Jezebel1389… but it deserves its own mini series. Enjoy! This too is dedicated to the lovely Jezzie!
On a side note, I still haven't finished chapter 31... :( I've tried for the last few days to do it. It's a very serious moment.... and I only could think of was this really hot smex scene that didn't fit in anything I have at the moment. So I'm writing a one shot instead of working on chapter 31.... but I swear I know what I want to do with it now! I just have to get a sexual frustrated Bammie out of my head...
“Has anyone ever told you… how beautiful you are?”
Ville tried not to smile, peeking at Johnny, unable to stop the smile any more when he saw the way Johnny smiled at him. “That has to be the lamest pick up line I have ever heard. Did you really think I would lie down and let you fuck me because of that?” Ville asked his tone light as he matched some socks. “You have got to step up your game Knoxville.” Ville finished turning his eyes back to the basket of laundry in front of him.
“It has worked more times than I could count.” Johnny said, taking a shirt from the basket so he could fold it.
“With ignorant under aged girls, who had several illegal drinks.” Ville said, teasing the other man.
“Unless their names are Bam and Ryan, no…” Johnny answered simply.
“No…” Ville said, shaking his head in disbelief. “No… they didn’t really fall for that. Did they?”
“Watch and learn.” Johnny said, spying Bam coming into the room. Hoping off the couch, Johnny pulled Bam close, running his hands along Bam’s sides. “Has anyone ever told you, how beautiful you are?” He asked softly, gazing into Bam’s eyes.
“Awww…. That’s so sweet of you.” Bam said, wrapping his arms around Johnny’s neck, kissing him deeply. “You are such a sweet heart.” With another quicker kiss, Bam continued on his original mission to go into the kitchen.
“See?” Johnny asked, going back to the couch, sitting down next to Ville as close as he could be.
“Well… that’s where I am different. I will not bend to your will just because you say a few pretty words to me.” Ville said, having gone back to folding laundry after his little display.
“That’s what I like about you so much.” Johnny said, slowly running his hand over Ville’s back. “You are a delicious challenge Mr Valo. I can not wait to taste more of your… forbidden fruit.” Johnny said, lowering his voice as he leaned in to kiss Ville’s neck.
“There you go again with those lame pick up lines.” Ville mumbled, his slightly shaky hands making it difficult to fold his shirt correctly. “It will take more than that to get in my pants.”
“But you are considering it… and that’s a big difference from how you felt when you first came here.” Johnny whispered heatly into Ville’s ear. His hand started moving over Ville’s leg, loving the flinch that it caused.
“Well… you can be quite persuasive when you set your mind to something.” Ville whispered back, twisting just slightly in his seat so he could look at Johnny.
“I told you… I won’t stop until I get what I want.” Johnny said back, shivering himself at the way their lips brushed against one another. Reaching up he cupped Ville’s face in his hands.
“No matter how long it takes?” Ville asked eyes closing as his hands gripped the sleeves of Johnny’s shirt.
“I would chase you to the ends of this earth… if it meant I stood a chance with you.” Johnny answered capturing Ville’s mouth for a heated kiss. Knocking the basket from Ville’s lap, he pushed the singer back onto the couch more, soon over him.
“You might just have to do that.” Ville answered, refusing to even let Johnny sit between his legs. He was going to put up the good fight until he couldn’t bear it any more.
“So be it.” Johnny answered quickly, quickly locking their lips again, both moaning in delight because of it.
“Ville Bam wanted me to ask you if you… checked… the laundry…” Ryan trailed off, stopping next to the couch.
Ville quickly pulled away from Johnny, turning his attention to the laundry on the floor. “Yes, yes I did…”
“I’m so sorry… I didn’t mean to interrupt you.” Ryan said, looking to Johnny who was slowly sitting up, licking his lips.
“It’s alright…” Johnny said, smiling up at Ryan, but his lover could see the disappointment in his brown gaze.
“Well… there is no reason to stop it. We could have some fun together?” Ryan offered his smile which had just started quickly fell.
Practically jumping off the couch, his clothes hanging out of the basket, Ville got up and moved past them. “I have to finish my laundry.” He hurried upstairs and disappeared in his bedroom.
Johnny sighed leaning against the back of the couch, looking up at Ryan. Drawing in a breath through his nose, he reached up and ran his hand over Ryan’s side. “It’s alright baby.”
“I’m sorry I ruined your fun.” Ryan said softly, casting down his gaze.
Smiling softly, Johnny pulled Ryan around the couch and into his lap. “It’s alright… you have every right to be a part of this.”
“But Ville doesn’t want me.” Ryan mumbled unhappily.
“It’s not that he doesn’t want you. It’s just… he hasn’t been able to develop a connection with you. He’s been with Bam for years… and I’ve had two weeks to develop a connection with him. You will… given enough time.”
“Until then I’m left out.” Ryan grumbled.
Johnny chuckled and moved so he could kiss Ryan deeply, “You will never be left out. I love you.”
Ryan smiled, trusting his lover. “I love you too.”
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“Run, run, run!!!” Bam yelled, as he tore through the house with Ryan hot on his tracks. Ville was barely able to jump out the way before getting trampled. He tripped over the arm of the couch and fell down.
“Are you alright?” Johnny asked, having come in behind their mutual lovers. He reached down and helped Ville up.
“Just hurt my ego.” Ville mumbled, checking his elbow which was cut and scuffed. He winced in pain, not use to being knocked around.
“I could get you a bandaid… kiss it and make it better?” Johnny offered with a sly smile. “Make all that pain go away.”
“I’m sure you would love too.” Ville said, drawing in a breath, trying to remain cool and manly. He tried to straighten his arm and ended up wincing again.
“Awww come on Ville… let me take care of you.” Johnny said softly, looking at the injury again. “If anything let me stop you from bleeding all over my carpet.”
Ville sighed, “Fine…”
Johnny grinned, “Let’s go beautiful.” Johnny led Ville upstairs. “You go into your room and I’ll bring the band aids. It’s a good thing I have stock in the stuff.”
Ville smiled and sat on the end of the bed, while he waited for Johnny to come back. “God knows it would never last long around you guys.”
Johnny hurried back with the things he would need to fix Ville’s boo boo. “Dr Knoxville reporting for duty.”
Ville looked up at Johnny chuckled a little as Johnny sat next to him. “Thank goodness… that nurse wouldn’t leave me alone. She kept touching me… and trying to kiss me.”
“How dare she! That’s my job!” Johnny said, examining Ville’s injury again.
“To constantly be forward?” Ville offered with a raised eyebrow.
“Yes… exactly.” Johnny picked up with bottle of antiseptic spray. “Now this is going to sting.”
“Just do it already.”
“Is that any way to talk to the doctor who is trying to perform a life saving medical treatment?” Johnny asked, coming off quite convincing before spraying the injury.
Ville winced a little, but over all handled it fine.”
“See you can be a good patient… you might just get a lollipop yet.” Johnny said, gently cleaning the injury.
“Why do I get the feeling you're not talking about candy?” Ville asked, trying not to grin at Johnny.
“Well… you are always welcome to my special lollipop.” Johnny answered, carefully applying the band aid.
“Because I’m such a good patient?” Ville offered in a slightly sarcastic tone.
“And because you’re so cute.” Johnny said in a baby tone, pinching Ville’s cheek.
“Dear sweet Ozzy- don’t ever do that to me again.” Ville said, batting Johnny’s hand away. He frowned in a mildly annoyed manner that barely covered his equally present amusement.
Johnny laughed, picking up a felt tipped marker that he had brought with him. “And now for the final touch.” Holding Ville’s elbow in his hand, he carefully drew a smiley face on it. Leaning in, he kissed the spot. “And a kiss to make it feel better.” The corner of his mouth turned up in a grin. “Got any more places that needs a kiss?”
“Yes… yes… in fact I do.” Ville said in an overly enthusiastic manner. “Right here!” He extended his arm so he could flip Johnny off.
“Ouch…” Johnny put his hands over his heart, pretending to be hurt. “Why do you have to go around breaking my heart all the time?”
“Because it’s my job.” Ville answered standing up. “Thanks… for the band aid.”
“Any time sexy.” Johnny said, smacking Ville on the ass.
Ville hung his head and chuckled, “You just can’t resist.”
“I don’t even bother when it comes to you.” Johnny answered, gathering up the garbage so he could throw it away. He stopped next to Ville’s dresser when he an object caught his eye. “This is a neat pen…. Is this one of those fancy artistic ones?” He asked, picking up what looked like a slender marker.
“No… don’t touch that.” Ville hurried over to Johnny snatching the object from Johnny, along with the three matching ones on the top of the dresser. He quickly shoved them into his pocket, so Johnny couldn’t look at them any more.
“Alright… I won’t mess with your markers.” Johnny said, holding his hands up.
“I’m sorry Johnny… I didn’t mean…” Ville looked down, sighing.
“It’s alright.” Johnny said, touching the side of Ville’s arm. “You’ll tell me when you feel comfortable.”
“Thank you… you’ve been so…” Ville paused when Johnny touched his lips.
“You’ll tell me when you feel comfortable.” Johnny repeated softly.
“Yes… yes I will.”
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/3465323.html
http://vammyluv.livejournal.com/5747.html
http://vammyluv.livejournal.com/6232.html
http://community.livejournal.com/__vam/3522992.html