Calling Doctor Love- Chapter 12
Title: Calling Doctor Love
Author: kimmixvalox616
Pairing: Vam, Jimmy& ****
Rating: R
Summary: Doesn't everyone just hate those f**king Telesales people? Bam did, that was until he heard his voice.
Disclaimer: I'm not suggesting that I own any of the characters mentioned in this story, I only own the plot.
Warning: This Chapter Contains scenes of a sexual nature. And story will progress to more indepth sexual acts.
Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10
Chapter 11
A/N: Hello and welcome back :) Sorry if this seems a little rushed, but i felt like I needed to get this chapter over and done with, so yeah, just a quick update :) hope it doesn't suck too bad :D love you all! and please comment :) xx
“Noel, who’s this?” Jimmy heard a man with dark brown hair and a moustache shout to the handsome fellow, now leading the American to sit next to the man dressed as the shaman. He eyed the man named Noel, eyes lingering on the tight jeans and his bulging crotch area. He licked his lips subconsciously, catching himself doing it.
He shook his head of the feeling, letting thoughts mist over his brain like dry ice on a theatre stage. Could this be fate? Or was is just a simple coincidence that Noel actually knew who Jimmy was?
The singer accepted the beer being shoved in his direction, resting the cold bottle on his knee “He’s the singer of that group…” He heard Noel faintly through his racing mind.
Before he knew it everyone was singing his infamous ’Bad Touch’ closely followed by ’The Ballad Of Chasey Lane’ and he smiled to himself. Nobody knew just how proud he was to have wrote those songs. They became household hits when they came out.
“Me and Mike first heard it when we were sat watching this music show,” Noel continued “when I first heard it, I was like “Oh shit, this is awesome”” He quoted himself, giving Jimmy a side hug, planting a quick kiss to the singer’s temple.
Mike, the one dressed as the shaman laughed along with the memory “Yeah, I remember mum catching us singing it!” This certain memory making Noel chuckling to himself.
Jimmy grinned to himself, loving the feeling of the handsome man praising his music. It gave him a sense of pride Bam never gave him. The skater never complimented Jimmy’s work. Not even when the two were extremely close friends.
But now they were drifting away from each other. He couldn’t lie to himself, he loved Bam. But he didn’t miss him. Not with Noel around.
The memorising blue eyes that belonged to the comedian held Jimmy’s mind in place.
“The doors are open” The same muscular security guard called into the room. Noel stood from Jimmy’s side, walking over to his clothes rack in the corner of the room and placing a sequinned shirt on, once removing his current shirt.
Jimmy watched Noel’s muscles move around on his chest, eyes lingering over the small erect nipple, only to snap out of it when he felt the couch shift as Mike stood up.
The next person to walk over to the clothes rack was the man with the moustache, going straight to the rack marked ‘Julian’s Costumes” and placing the white and blue sailor outfit on.
In the corner of the room stood a man not much taller than him, wearing a fully light blue outfit, doing some sort of dance. He kinda looked like a retard.
Jimmy laughed as he watched the man looking like he was feeding some chickens, taking a sip of his beer once more.
“Yo, Rich, you ready for the DVD?” The man dressed in the gorilla outfit asked the one in light blue.
DVD? I wonder what’s going on? Jimmy thought to himself, he tapped Julian on the shoulder “What did he mean when he said ‘Are you ready for the DVD?’” He asked the taller northerner.
Julian smiled softly and pointed to the camera man in the corner of the room “They’re filming the DVD, congratu-well-done you’re going to be on it,” He laughed towards the shocked American, continuing before Jimmy could have a word in edge ways “We’ll send you a copy” He placed a hand on Jimmy’s shoulder, with a soft smile, looking over to Noel “Everyone likes him” Julian stated.
“And he likes everyone back, right? I’ve heard it all before” Jimmy said, disappointment in his voice.
“Not really, but I reckon he could grow to like you” He smiled once more, walking off to the side stage to enter the stage in a matter of minutes.
Jimmy looked over to Noel once more And he will fucking like me He laughed to himself, patting Mike back as the short male walked out of the door last.
Author: kimmixvalox616
Pairing: Vam, Jimmy& ****
Rating: R
Summary: Doesn't everyone just hate those f**king Telesales people? Bam did, that was until he heard his voice.
Disclaimer: I'm not suggesting that I own any of the characters mentioned in this story, I only own the plot.
Warning: This Chapter Contains scenes of a sexual nature. And story will progress to more indepth sexual acts.
Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7 / Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10
Chapter 11
A/N: Hello and welcome back :) Sorry if this seems a little rushed, but i felt like I needed to get this chapter over and done with, so yeah, just a quick update :) hope it doesn't suck too bad :D love you all! and please comment :) xx
“Noel, who’s this?” Jimmy heard a man with dark brown hair and a moustache shout to the handsome fellow, now leading the American to sit next to the man dressed as the shaman. He eyed the man named Noel, eyes lingering on the tight jeans and his bulging crotch area. He licked his lips subconsciously, catching himself doing it.
He shook his head of the feeling, letting thoughts mist over his brain like dry ice on a theatre stage. Could this be fate? Or was is just a simple coincidence that Noel actually knew who Jimmy was?
The singer accepted the beer being shoved in his direction, resting the cold bottle on his knee “He’s the singer of that group…” He heard Noel faintly through his racing mind.
Before he knew it everyone was singing his infamous ’Bad Touch’ closely followed by ’The Ballad Of Chasey Lane’ and he smiled to himself. Nobody knew just how proud he was to have wrote those songs. They became household hits when they came out.
“Me and Mike first heard it when we were sat watching this music show,” Noel continued “when I first heard it, I was like “Oh shit, this is awesome”” He quoted himself, giving Jimmy a side hug, planting a quick kiss to the singer’s temple.
Mike, the one dressed as the shaman laughed along with the memory “Yeah, I remember mum catching us singing it!” This certain memory making Noel chuckling to himself.
Jimmy grinned to himself, loving the feeling of the handsome man praising his music. It gave him a sense of pride Bam never gave him. The skater never complimented Jimmy’s work. Not even when the two were extremely close friends.
But now they were drifting away from each other. He couldn’t lie to himself, he loved Bam. But he didn’t miss him. Not with Noel around.
The memorising blue eyes that belonged to the comedian held Jimmy’s mind in place.
“The doors are open” The same muscular security guard called into the room. Noel stood from Jimmy’s side, walking over to his clothes rack in the corner of the room and placing a sequinned shirt on, once removing his current shirt.
Jimmy watched Noel’s muscles move around on his chest, eyes lingering over the small erect nipple, only to snap out of it when he felt the couch shift as Mike stood up.
The next person to walk over to the clothes rack was the man with the moustache, going straight to the rack marked ‘Julian’s Costumes” and placing the white and blue sailor outfit on.
In the corner of the room stood a man not much taller than him, wearing a fully light blue outfit, doing some sort of dance. He kinda looked like a retard.
Jimmy laughed as he watched the man looking like he was feeding some chickens, taking a sip of his beer once more.
“Yo, Rich, you ready for the DVD?” The man dressed in the gorilla outfit asked the one in light blue.
DVD? I wonder what’s going on? Jimmy thought to himself, he tapped Julian on the shoulder “What did he mean when he said ‘Are you ready for the DVD?’” He asked the taller northerner.
Julian smiled softly and pointed to the camera man in the corner of the room “They’re filming the DVD, congratu-well-done you’re going to be on it,” He laughed towards the shocked American, continuing before Jimmy could have a word in edge ways “We’ll send you a copy” He placed a hand on Jimmy’s shoulder, with a soft smile, looking over to Noel “Everyone likes him” Julian stated.
“And he likes everyone back, right? I’ve heard it all before” Jimmy said, disappointment in his voice.
“Not really, but I reckon he could grow to like you” He smiled once more, walking off to the side stage to enter the stage in a matter of minutes.
Jimmy looked over to Noel once more And he will fucking like me He laughed to himself, patting Mike back as the short male walked out of the door last.