I want you to want me...
“Bammie! I’m home!” Ville stepped into the house, dropping his bag on the floor next to the door as he shut it behind him and pulling his coat off one arm. He listened…but no one answered.
Frowning at the silent house, he dropped his coat on top of his bag and ran upstairs, calling for Bam as he came closer to their room.
Wondering about the quiet, he walked into the bedroom he shared with Bam…
…And nearly fainted.
Bam was wrapped in a fuzzy black robe, a hint of tanned leg poking out the side, and staring intently at the door, his blue eyes dark and glittering with pure carnal desire.
“Hello, Ville baby…”
Ville closed the door and leaned back against it, panting for breath as he took in every inch of Bam’s body, all wrapped up and just begging to be uncovered.
“If you don’t get over here and ravish me, I may just have to start without you,” Bam purred, sliding his own calloused hand down his chest and into his robe, moaning as he kept his eyes on Ville’s, the flickering in them as he moaned leaving no question as to what he was doing.
Ville watched with wide eyes, his legs stepping toward the bed before he’d consciously thought about it, drawn to the deliciously sexual picture Bam portrayed on the bed.
Bam lay back on the bed of pillows he’d created, keeping his eyes locked with Ville’s as he started to go at himself harder, breathing hard through his mouth as the pleasure rocketed through him.
“Ville, please, get over here…I’m going to come without you...” Bam whined, starting to rock his hips up into his own hand as Ville watched in awe.
Ville’s restraint snapped, and he dropped on top of Bam on the bed, pushing his shoulders into the bed as he ground down into Bam and bent his head for a long-awaited kiss…
“A-choo!” Bam sneezed hard onto his cheek. Ville immediately drew back, looking disgusted and regretful.
“Bammie? You sneezed on me.” He rubbed at his cheek, wishing he had some sort of towel because he could feel saliva dripping down his skin.
Bam blushed, turning a dark red-pink and casting his eyes down. “Yeah. Sorry about that, baby. I’m a little sick.”
Ville noticed then the heat that was practically radiating off of Bam’s skin and how flushed and sweaty he was. “Aw, my poor sweetheart,” he cooed, kissing Bam’s heated forehead gently and resting a hand in his lover’s hair.
Bam pouted even as he nuzzled toward the hand Ville was stroking through his hair. “I really wanted you to ravish me, baby,” he mumbled.
Ville chuckled. “Darling, you have no idea how much I’d like to. But I can’t if you’re sick, you know that.”
Bam sniffed. “’M not that sick. You could still.”
Ville moved his hand to Bam’s forehead and felt it with a frown. “Love, I think you have a fever. There’ll be no ravishing tonight, I think.”
Bam whined, burying his head in Ville’s chest. “But Willa! You gotta leave again tomorrow!”
“Bam, you sound awful. I don’t think we should do anything like that tonight. It might make you feel worse.”
Bam looked up at Ville with pleading eyes. “It might also break my fever…”
Ville snorted. “You’re so stubborn.”
Bam gave Ville bedroom eyes and stroked one finger down his chest. “Only when I see something I really, really want…” he purred, batting his lashes.
Ville nearly succumbed just then, moving closer to Bam and parting his lips to give Bam a kiss he wouldn’t soon forget, but then Bam broke the whole façade by sniffling loudly.
Ville shook his head to break his trance and backed away from Bam, narrowing his eyes. “You’re naughty, Bam. You nearly had me then.”
Bam bit his lip, turning away from Ville. “I wanted you, though, and now I don’t have you anymore.”
Ville sighed heavily, sliding his arms around Bam’s waist and pulling his love into his chest, gently rubbing his head as he coughed into his shirt. “Of course you have me, Bammie, but you can’t have me tonight. I’ll be back again in two weeks, you can have me then…”
Bam whimpered against his chest. “Two whole weeks, Willa. That’s an awfully long time.”
Ville nodded his head, sliding his fingers through his hair and gently massaging his temples. “Yeah…well, why don’t you go take a shower and some medicine and see how you feel then?”
“And if I feel a lot better?” Bam asked hopefully.
Ville chuckled. “If you look and feel better, we’ll play, I promise.”
Bam jumped off of Ville, staggering and holding his head for a second. The smile on his face was undeniable. “Okay!” He scampered off into the bathroom and shut the door, and it wasn’t seconds later before Ville heard the shower running and the thud of someone’s feet hitting the tile.
The sound of off-key singing made Ville smile-especially since it was one of his songs-and he relaxed back into the pillows as he listened, closing his eyes for a few minutes to rest them.
Bam hopped out of the shower and did a little twirl on the bath mat, smiling at himself in the mirror. He was still a little flushed, but the steam and then the cold rinse water had broken his fever and he felt as healthy as was possible still being sick.
Grabbing a bottle of Nyquil, he popped the top and downed half the contents, then wiped his mouth with the towel around his waist and opened the door, walking into the room as the medicine started to take effect on his system.
He rubbed his eyes as they started to close, falling onto the bed where Ville lay, appearing to be sleeping, and snuggling into his lover’s chest.
The Nyquil washed over his body and his eyelids fell slowly over glazed blue eyes, his breath deepening as he cuddled closer to Ville and wrapped an arm around him.
Ville’s eyes opened and he smiled fondly at the picture Bam made, head on his chest and breathing softly onto his t-shirt, gently stirring the fabric.
He hadn’t even stayed awake long enough to be ravished, but that was okay with Ville. The smile stayed firmly in place as he reached over Bam carefully to switch off the lamp, and pulled their comforter over them.
He held Bam reverently as he pushed a curl back from his face, kissing his nose tenderly and closing his own eyes to find sleep.
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Frowning at the silent house, he dropped his coat on top of his bag and ran upstairs, calling for Bam as he came closer to their room.
Wondering about the quiet, he walked into the bedroom he shared with Bam…
…And nearly fainted.
Bam was wrapped in a fuzzy black robe, a hint of tanned leg poking out the side, and staring intently at the door, his blue eyes dark and glittering with pure carnal desire.
“Hello, Ville baby…”
Ville closed the door and leaned back against it, panting for breath as he took in every inch of Bam’s body, all wrapped up and just begging to be uncovered.
“If you don’t get over here and ravish me, I may just have to start without you,” Bam purred, sliding his own calloused hand down his chest and into his robe, moaning as he kept his eyes on Ville’s, the flickering in them as he moaned leaving no question as to what he was doing.
Ville watched with wide eyes, his legs stepping toward the bed before he’d consciously thought about it, drawn to the deliciously sexual picture Bam portrayed on the bed.
Bam lay back on the bed of pillows he’d created, keeping his eyes locked with Ville’s as he started to go at himself harder, breathing hard through his mouth as the pleasure rocketed through him.
“Ville, please, get over here…I’m going to come without you...” Bam whined, starting to rock his hips up into his own hand as Ville watched in awe.
Ville’s restraint snapped, and he dropped on top of Bam on the bed, pushing his shoulders into the bed as he ground down into Bam and bent his head for a long-awaited kiss…
“A-choo!” Bam sneezed hard onto his cheek. Ville immediately drew back, looking disgusted and regretful.
“Bammie? You sneezed on me.” He rubbed at his cheek, wishing he had some sort of towel because he could feel saliva dripping down his skin.
Bam blushed, turning a dark red-pink and casting his eyes down. “Yeah. Sorry about that, baby. I’m a little sick.”
Ville noticed then the heat that was practically radiating off of Bam’s skin and how flushed and sweaty he was. “Aw, my poor sweetheart,” he cooed, kissing Bam’s heated forehead gently and resting a hand in his lover’s hair.
Bam pouted even as he nuzzled toward the hand Ville was stroking through his hair. “I really wanted you to ravish me, baby,” he mumbled.
Ville chuckled. “Darling, you have no idea how much I’d like to. But I can’t if you’re sick, you know that.”
Bam sniffed. “’M not that sick. You could still.”
Ville moved his hand to Bam’s forehead and felt it with a frown. “Love, I think you have a fever. There’ll be no ravishing tonight, I think.”
Bam whined, burying his head in Ville’s chest. “But Willa! You gotta leave again tomorrow!”
“Bam, you sound awful. I don’t think we should do anything like that tonight. It might make you feel worse.”
Bam looked up at Ville with pleading eyes. “It might also break my fever…”
Ville snorted. “You’re so stubborn.”
Bam gave Ville bedroom eyes and stroked one finger down his chest. “Only when I see something I really, really want…” he purred, batting his lashes.
Ville nearly succumbed just then, moving closer to Bam and parting his lips to give Bam a kiss he wouldn’t soon forget, but then Bam broke the whole façade by sniffling loudly.
Ville shook his head to break his trance and backed away from Bam, narrowing his eyes. “You’re naughty, Bam. You nearly had me then.”
Bam bit his lip, turning away from Ville. “I wanted you, though, and now I don’t have you anymore.”
Ville sighed heavily, sliding his arms around Bam’s waist and pulling his love into his chest, gently rubbing his head as he coughed into his shirt. “Of course you have me, Bammie, but you can’t have me tonight. I’ll be back again in two weeks, you can have me then…”
Bam whimpered against his chest. “Two whole weeks, Willa. That’s an awfully long time.”
Ville nodded his head, sliding his fingers through his hair and gently massaging his temples. “Yeah…well, why don’t you go take a shower and some medicine and see how you feel then?”
“And if I feel a lot better?” Bam asked hopefully.
Ville chuckled. “If you look and feel better, we’ll play, I promise.”
Bam jumped off of Ville, staggering and holding his head for a second. The smile on his face was undeniable. “Okay!” He scampered off into the bathroom and shut the door, and it wasn’t seconds later before Ville heard the shower running and the thud of someone’s feet hitting the tile.
The sound of off-key singing made Ville smile-especially since it was one of his songs-and he relaxed back into the pillows as he listened, closing his eyes for a few minutes to rest them.
Bam hopped out of the shower and did a little twirl on the bath mat, smiling at himself in the mirror. He was still a little flushed, but the steam and then the cold rinse water had broken his fever and he felt as healthy as was possible still being sick.
Grabbing a bottle of Nyquil, he popped the top and downed half the contents, then wiped his mouth with the towel around his waist and opened the door, walking into the room as the medicine started to take effect on his system.
He rubbed his eyes as they started to close, falling onto the bed where Ville lay, appearing to be sleeping, and snuggling into his lover’s chest.
The Nyquil washed over his body and his eyelids fell slowly over glazed blue eyes, his breath deepening as he cuddled closer to Ville and wrapped an arm around him.
Ville’s eyes opened and he smiled fondly at the picture Bam made, head on his chest and breathing softly onto his t-shirt, gently stirring the fabric.
He hadn’t even stayed awake long enough to be ravished, but that was okay with Ville. The smile stayed firmly in place as he reached over Bam carefully to switch off the lamp, and pulled their comforter over them.
He held Bam reverently as he pushed a curl back from his face, kissing his nose tenderly and closing his own eyes to find sleep.
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