He's All That I'm Living For- Chapter 4. Happy Birthday Amy!
Title: He's All That I'm Living For.
Author: Kimmi
Pairing: Vam
Rating: R
Summery: Ville and Bam escaped all their demons in the end. But now they have moved house, what situations will unfold. Sequal to He's What I Go to school For.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, only the plot...although....I damn wish I did!
LInks to He's What I Go To School For and previous chapters underneath the cut :)
He's What I Go To School For Chapters:
Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7/ Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10 / Chapter 11 / Chapter 12 / Chapter 13 / Chapter 14 / Chapter 15 / Chapter 16 / Chapter 17 / Chapter 18 / Chapter 19 / Chapter 20 / Chapter 21 / Chapter 22
Previous Chapters
Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3
[[Hello everyone ^.^ Nice to see this story continued, isn't it :P So, I promised Ireland-Land Amy that I'd update for her, cause it was her birthday yesterday, and I don't break promises :D So Happy Birthday, Hun!! Hope you enjoy this short chapter :)
“You little, tit box….”
“What?” Bam looked at me, half surprised, half offended. I could tell this expression was for show, I could never doubt that one for a second. On the inside, he’s probably dying of laughter, a little image of himself on the floor, rolling around whilst tears of laughter rolled over his boyishly handsome face…
“You. Are. An. Idiot” I glared at him, folding my arms across my chest -mainly to show I was extremely pissed off with the idea, no, not happy at all- and stared at him for what felt like hours, but really it was only seconds. I opened my mouth to start to explain my statement, when he burst out laughing, clutching his bare stomach from the strain of the laughter.
“This is NOT funny, Mr. Margera…” I instantly regretted using the name I used for him in school. And worst of all, I knew he loved it.
“Oh, it is” He smirked at me sexily, placing his hands in front of him upon the table and pushing himself up from his seat, he stood, towering over me across the table. I couldn’t let him win, I had to reply to Mrs. Margret and let her know I couldn’t work for her. Plus, at least I’d have the time off like I had planned in the first place.
“No, it isn’t. You know how I feel about what you want me to do. I just can’t do it. I’m going to tell Mrs. Margret that I cannot work after all” I turned back to my laptop and started typing before he could convince me otherwise. But he dived up, just as I was about to send the message, and closed the laptop, making me loose the message.
“Ahhh, come on, babe, it isn’t that bad” He grinned again, pushing himself closer to me. His now hard cock poking into my inner thigh. I shook my head at him, squeezing past him and running upstairs, only to be chased by my fully naked, older boyfriend.
I screamed girlishly as he caught up to me, sitting down on the steps and forcing me onto his lap. I relaxed in his arms -like always- and gave him a sad pout. It was one of those pouts you would give your parents whilst saying “I don’t wanna go to school”.
He pressed his lips to mine, sucking my pouty bottom lip into his mouth to nibble on it slightly. He knew how much I loved that. I moaned slightly, a small sound only heard by the both of us. He grinned as he release my lip.
“At least think about it” He whispered seductively in my ear.
I sighed “No, my decision is final, baby” He groaned and released my body, pushing my off his lap. I scowled at him, not knowing why he had taken it so badly. I just wanted this relationship to be adult, not like teenage lust.
“You are such a dick tease” He said, running down the stairs once again, obviously going to finish his cereal. Even though it was probably mush now.
“I’m sorry!” I shouted after him, groaning in annoyance when he didn’t answer me. Was he really that upset about this? I just wished he’d taken my feelings into account before doing this. If anything, I was the adult in this relationship.
I groaned once again, sitting up from the stairs and making my way back to the kitchen. I saw him then. Was it my eyes playing tricks on me?
I blinked, making sure I wasn’t seeing things….Nope, he’s doing what I thought he was doing. I wish I could learn to multitask like he could. Wanking and eating his breakfast at the same time….how!?
I watched him in amazement, grinning as he stuck a huge mouthful into his waiting mouth and moaning around the spoon. His hand fisted his cock faster after that, moaning after every chew.
There was one thing I wanted to try again…
I snuck in quietly as his eyes were closed and tucked myself under the table, licking my lips as I watched his hand slide up and down his erection. I moved closer to him, he must have been too caught up in the pleasure -and breakfast- to even notice my very close presence.
I moved even closer, his knuckles merely missing my nose. I could feel the hot air radiating from his hardened manhood and it made my mouth water, wanting to taste him so badly.
I grabbed his wrist, stopping his actions, but before he could say anything, his cock was in my mouth, then down my throat as I fit him in perfectly -something I had mastered over the course of our relationship.
He moaned, his mouth obviously filled with the mush of cereal. I left my tongue tease the head of his cock, the sliding him back into my mouth, sucking my cheeks in, creating a sensation I knew he loved so much.
He didn’t have long left before he would orgasm, I knew he was ready for cuming when I first saw him. So I sucked harder, and bobbed my head quicker, the saliva from my mouth and the pre-come from his cock making these actions seem smoother.
I had just enough time to get his cock down my throat before he exploded, all his seed spilling down my throat, making me gag slightly as he shook violently from his orgasm.
As I heard his moans stop and breathing slow down, I pulled his cock from my throat and mouth, grinning slightly at myself -okay, so I may have been a minor whore for giving blowjobs…but only for Bam, of course- and climbed out from under the table.
I sat back in my seat and popped the last bit of my toast in my mouth, hating the fact it was cold, but loving the fact it seemed to mix with the taste of Bam’s cum.
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Author: Kimmi
Pairing: Vam
Rating: R
Summery: Ville and Bam escaped all their demons in the end. But now they have moved house, what situations will unfold. Sequal to He's What I Go to school For.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, only the plot...although....I damn wish I did!
LInks to He's What I Go To School For and previous chapters underneath the cut :)
He's What I Go To School For Chapters:
Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3 / Chapter 4 / Chapter 5 / Chapter 6 / Chapter 7/ Chapter 8 / Chapter 9 / Chapter 10 / Chapter 11 / Chapter 12 / Chapter 13 / Chapter 14 / Chapter 15 / Chapter 16 / Chapter 17 / Chapter 18 / Chapter 19 / Chapter 20 / Chapter 21 / Chapter 22
Previous Chapters
Chapter 1 / Chapter 2 / Chapter 3
[[Hello everyone ^.^ Nice to see this story continued, isn't it :P So, I promised Ireland-Land Amy that I'd update for her, cause it was her birthday yesterday, and I don't break promises :D So Happy Birthday, Hun!! Hope you enjoy this short chapter :)
“You little, tit box….”
“What?” Bam looked at me, half surprised, half offended. I could tell this expression was for show, I could never doubt that one for a second. On the inside, he’s probably dying of laughter, a little image of himself on the floor, rolling around whilst tears of laughter rolled over his boyishly handsome face…
“You. Are. An. Idiot” I glared at him, folding my arms across my chest -mainly to show I was extremely pissed off with the idea, no, not happy at all- and stared at him for what felt like hours, but really it was only seconds. I opened my mouth to start to explain my statement, when he burst out laughing, clutching his bare stomach from the strain of the laughter.
“This is NOT funny, Mr. Margera…” I instantly regretted using the name I used for him in school. And worst of all, I knew he loved it.
“Oh, it is” He smirked at me sexily, placing his hands in front of him upon the table and pushing himself up from his seat, he stood, towering over me across the table. I couldn’t let him win, I had to reply to Mrs. Margret and let her know I couldn’t work for her. Plus, at least I’d have the time off like I had planned in the first place.
“No, it isn’t. You know how I feel about what you want me to do. I just can’t do it. I’m going to tell Mrs. Margret that I cannot work after all” I turned back to my laptop and started typing before he could convince me otherwise. But he dived up, just as I was about to send the message, and closed the laptop, making me loose the message.
“Ahhh, come on, babe, it isn’t that bad” He grinned again, pushing himself closer to me. His now hard cock poking into my inner thigh. I shook my head at him, squeezing past him and running upstairs, only to be chased by my fully naked, older boyfriend.
I screamed girlishly as he caught up to me, sitting down on the steps and forcing me onto his lap. I relaxed in his arms -like always- and gave him a sad pout. It was one of those pouts you would give your parents whilst saying “I don’t wanna go to school”.
He pressed his lips to mine, sucking my pouty bottom lip into his mouth to nibble on it slightly. He knew how much I loved that. I moaned slightly, a small sound only heard by the both of us. He grinned as he release my lip.
“At least think about it” He whispered seductively in my ear.
I sighed “No, my decision is final, baby” He groaned and released my body, pushing my off his lap. I scowled at him, not knowing why he had taken it so badly. I just wanted this relationship to be adult, not like teenage lust.
“You are such a dick tease” He said, running down the stairs once again, obviously going to finish his cereal. Even though it was probably mush now.
“I’m sorry!” I shouted after him, groaning in annoyance when he didn’t answer me. Was he really that upset about this? I just wished he’d taken my feelings into account before doing this. If anything, I was the adult in this relationship.
I groaned once again, sitting up from the stairs and making my way back to the kitchen. I saw him then. Was it my eyes playing tricks on me?
I blinked, making sure I wasn’t seeing things….Nope, he’s doing what I thought he was doing. I wish I could learn to multitask like he could. Wanking and eating his breakfast at the same time….how!?
I watched him in amazement, grinning as he stuck a huge mouthful into his waiting mouth and moaning around the spoon. His hand fisted his cock faster after that, moaning after every chew.
There was one thing I wanted to try again…
I snuck in quietly as his eyes were closed and tucked myself under the table, licking my lips as I watched his hand slide up and down his erection. I moved closer to him, he must have been too caught up in the pleasure -and breakfast- to even notice my very close presence.
I moved even closer, his knuckles merely missing my nose. I could feel the hot air radiating from his hardened manhood and it made my mouth water, wanting to taste him so badly.
I grabbed his wrist, stopping his actions, but before he could say anything, his cock was in my mouth, then down my throat as I fit him in perfectly -something I had mastered over the course of our relationship.
He moaned, his mouth obviously filled with the mush of cereal. I left my tongue tease the head of his cock, the sliding him back into my mouth, sucking my cheeks in, creating a sensation I knew he loved so much.
He didn’t have long left before he would orgasm, I knew he was ready for cuming when I first saw him. So I sucked harder, and bobbed my head quicker, the saliva from my mouth and the pre-come from his cock making these actions seem smoother.
I had just enough time to get his cock down my throat before he exploded, all his seed spilling down my throat, making me gag slightly as he shook violently from his orgasm.
As I heard his moans stop and breathing slow down, I pulled his cock from my throat and mouth, grinning slightly at myself -okay, so I may have been a minor whore for giving blowjobs…but only for Bam, of course- and climbed out from under the table.
I sat back in my seat and popped the last bit of my toast in my mouth, hating the fact it was cold, but loving the fact it seemed to mix with the taste of Bam’s cum.
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