Fiction: Dormitory Boys (Chapter 7)
Title: Dormitory Boys
Author: breakmouth/psychotic pony
Pairing: Ville Valo/Bam Margera. Others.
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17, depending on chapter.
Summary: At the Kiski Private Boys Boarding School, there's a new transfer student. When he shares a dorm room with Bam, however, anything could happen.
Notes: This is an on-going series. Updates will be whenever. violetdollie is love with cheese and therefore has NOTHING to do with this fic. This is an AU fic. I love me my highschool Vam.
Chapters 1-5
Chapter Six
Bam yelped in surprise, letting himself be pulled into the bathroom. The wooden door was shut behind him, and he was pushed back against him. Bam clutched at his bag, and looked up, meeting a pair of green eyes.
“Dammit, Ville. Don’t fucking do that.” Bam said, swallowing slightly when Ville stepped impossibly closer to him. He could feel Ville’s thigh pressing between his, and heat spread through his body. Ville just smiled, shifting slightly. Bam tensed slightly, and decided that Ville was entirely to close for comfort.
Not that he really minded, though.
Ville leaned in close, his breath ghosting out over Bam’s ear. “I want my taste.”
“You--” Bam began, was cut off when he felt Ville’s lips brush against his. He moaned, letting his bag thud dully onto the ground, before he threaded both hands through Ville’s hair and pulled him into a deeper kiss. Ville braced his hands on the door, either side of Bam’s body, and nipped at Bam’s lower lip, demanding entrance. Bam gasped and parted his lips, before he felt Ville’s tongue stroking over his. The kiss was controlled, and leveled, the frantic motions Bam longed for being held back. Bam smiled into their kiss, and rocked his hips against Ville’s.
Ville gasped, and was suddenly tugging at Bam’s shirt, pulling it from his slacks. Bam’s did the same, pulling Ville’s shirt free and tucking his fingers into the back of Ville’s pants, pulling their hips together sharply. They both moaned, and Bam rocked again, feeling his cock harden with each slow movement. Ville’s kisses were addictive, so much so that he pulled back long enough for a breath, before Bam was pulling him back, mouths meeting and tongues twining in a passionate dance. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he was dimly aware of Ville’s hands snaking under his shirt, brushing along the skin of his stomach. His skin was hot, and Bam arched into the touch, silently begging for more. His fingers slid further down the back of Ville’s slacks, pressing against the soft curve of his ass. Ville was working at loosening Bam’s belt, moving quickly to undo his pants. Bam moaned into their kiss as Ville tugged down his zipper, thankful for the slight release. His only thought was the hotfranticneed that coursed through him. The burning desire for the boy pressing again him. The boy kissing him.
The boy sliding his hand down into Bam’s boxers to wrap around his hard cock.
Bam bucked his hips, pulling away to moan loudly, the sound echoing around the small school bathroom.
“Oh, God… Ville…” He breathed, tilting his head as he felt Ville’s lips sliding along his neck, biting and licking in places that made Bam gasp and buck up into his roommates grip. The pace at which Ville stroked Bam’s cock was as needy and desperate as their kisses; the only rational thought in the boy’s minds was the quickest way to get off before the bell rang for the next class. Bam ran his hands up Ville’s back, under his shirt, delighting at the shiver that ran through Ville’s body. He curved his fingers, digging his short nails into the skin of Ville’s shoulders, bucking his hips up into each stroke along his cock, essentially fucking Ville’s hand.
“You know how beautiful you look right now?” Ville breathed against his ear. Bam whimpered, clutching desperately at Ville’s shoulders. He could feel the familiar warmth beginning to spread through him, need tightening his stomach. Ville’s grip around his cock tightened his strokes quickening. Bam was a mess of whimpers and moans, bucking helplessly as Ville spoke into his ear. “You’re so hot. Your hair curling around your face, looking so desperate.”
Bam closed his eyes, pulling Ville impossibly closer to him. He was nearly there… so close, he just needed to be pulled over the edge. Bam pushed his hips up, biting into his lips to stifle the sounds being pulled from his throat.
“I wonder,” Ville said softly, biting on Bam’s earlobe and flicking his tongue over the soft flesh. His thumb dragged slowly over the head over Bam’s cock, and he smiled. “If this is what you’d look like while I fucked you?”
Bam dragged his nails down Ville’s back, arching up and coming hard into Ville’s hand. Pleasure bloomed through his body, and he bit hard into his lip to stop himself screaming.
When his vision stopped swimming with euphoria, and he could think semi-straight, he licked his lips and tasted blood. Ville leaned in and kissed him, before pulling his hand free of Bam’s slacks and whiping his come on the doorframe, before resting it on the door. His head tipped forward, resting against Bam’s shoulder, and Bam realised that Ville had his pants undone, his other hand working along his cock to bring himself over the edge. Bam watched in fascination as Ville’s shoulders began to tremble, his breath coming out in short, harsh puffs against Bam’s shoulder. Ville bit down, into Bam’s shirt and skin, muffling his cry as he came, leaning heavily against Bam so as not to slip to the floor.
It was the hottest thing Bam had ever seen.
Ville looked up with a grin, leaning in to kiss Bam again. Bam happily returned the kiss, wrapping both his arms around Ville. Both of Ville’s hands found their way onto his chest, before Bam felt his already-loose tie being tugged at. He pulled back from the kiss, giving Ville a weird look as he tugged Bam’s tie off his neck and scruntched it up.
“What are you doing?” Bam asked. Ville just smiled then looked down and whiped himself clean with the tie. Bam pulled a look. “Oh, come on…”
Ville dropped the tie onto the ground near Bam’s bag, then pulled away, reaching down to do up his slacks, and tuck in his shirt. Bam stood their watching him for a moment, before shaking out of his daze and doing the same, leaving his shirt untucked, however. He leant down, picking up his laptop bag and tie, shoving the tie into a side pocket, and stepping away from the door.
“You owe me a tie, man.” He said, pulling open the bathroom door and walking out, sighing in relief and the dull monotonous ring of the school bell sounded. Ville rested a hand on his shoulder, leaning close and pressing a kiss to Bam’s cheek, despite the crowded corridor.
“See you later, Bammie.” He whispered, before disappearing into the crowd. Bam sighed, and shook his head, staring at his shoes as he walked. Ville had just jerked him off.
Ville had jerked him, Bam, his roommate, off.
What the hell did that mean?
Bam turned the corner, and collided with someone about his height. He stumbled back a bit, looking up from his shoes to meet the face of Lauri.
“Hi.” Bam said, blinking as Lauri smiled. “Sorry about that.”
“Hei, Bam.” Lauri said cheerfully, pulling Bam out of the flow of the crowd. “Can I talk to you for a second?”
Bam nodded, looking at the blonde boy a little weirdly. What could Lauri possibly want?
“I saw you before.” Lauri said, his smile fading from cheerful to almost sadistic. Creepy, just a bit. “Just before, with Ville.”
Bam nodded. “Okay… so?”
Lauri leaned in close, speaking in Bam’s ear with an almost venemous voice. “Don't get comfortable, Narttu... you're just a one off thing to a slut like him.”
Bam took a couple of steps backwards, staring at Lauri in surprise. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me.” Lauri said, waving to Bam, the sickly sweet smile back on his face as he blended into the crowd, leaving Bam standing in the corridor with a shocked look.
Okay, so I admit I made you guys wait a little on this, BUT... I gave you smut, right? So you love me, right?
Again, please do check out the other writings around this journal. I shall give you cookies if you do.
Author: breakmouth/psychotic pony
Pairing: Ville Valo/Bam Margera. Others.
Rating: PG-13 to NC-17, depending on chapter.
Summary: At the Kiski Private Boys Boarding School, there's a new transfer student. When he shares a dorm room with Bam, however, anything could happen.
Notes: This is an on-going series. Updates will be whenever. violetdollie is love with cheese and therefore has NOTHING to do with this fic. This is an AU fic. I love me my highschool Vam.
Chapters 1-5
Chapter Six
Bam yelped in surprise, letting himself be pulled into the bathroom. The wooden door was shut behind him, and he was pushed back against him. Bam clutched at his bag, and looked up, meeting a pair of green eyes.
“Dammit, Ville. Don’t fucking do that.” Bam said, swallowing slightly when Ville stepped impossibly closer to him. He could feel Ville’s thigh pressing between his, and heat spread through his body. Ville just smiled, shifting slightly. Bam tensed slightly, and decided that Ville was entirely to close for comfort.
Not that he really minded, though.
Ville leaned in close, his breath ghosting out over Bam’s ear. “I want my taste.”
“You--” Bam began, was cut off when he felt Ville’s lips brush against his. He moaned, letting his bag thud dully onto the ground, before he threaded both hands through Ville’s hair and pulled him into a deeper kiss. Ville braced his hands on the door, either side of Bam’s body, and nipped at Bam’s lower lip, demanding entrance. Bam gasped and parted his lips, before he felt Ville’s tongue stroking over his. The kiss was controlled, and leveled, the frantic motions Bam longed for being held back. Bam smiled into their kiss, and rocked his hips against Ville’s.
Ville gasped, and was suddenly tugging at Bam’s shirt, pulling it from his slacks. Bam’s did the same, pulling Ville’s shirt free and tucking his fingers into the back of Ville’s pants, pulling their hips together sharply. They both moaned, and Bam rocked again, feeling his cock harden with each slow movement. Ville’s kisses were addictive, so much so that he pulled back long enough for a breath, before Bam was pulling him back, mouths meeting and tongues twining in a passionate dance. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he was dimly aware of Ville’s hands snaking under his shirt, brushing along the skin of his stomach. His skin was hot, and Bam arched into the touch, silently begging for more. His fingers slid further down the back of Ville’s slacks, pressing against the soft curve of his ass. Ville was working at loosening Bam’s belt, moving quickly to undo his pants. Bam moaned into their kiss as Ville tugged down his zipper, thankful for the slight release. His only thought was the hotfranticneed that coursed through him. The burning desire for the boy pressing again him. The boy kissing him.
The boy sliding his hand down into Bam’s boxers to wrap around his hard cock.
Bam bucked his hips, pulling away to moan loudly, the sound echoing around the small school bathroom.
“Oh, God… Ville…” He breathed, tilting his head as he felt Ville’s lips sliding along his neck, biting and licking in places that made Bam gasp and buck up into his roommates grip. The pace at which Ville stroked Bam’s cock was as needy and desperate as their kisses; the only rational thought in the boy’s minds was the quickest way to get off before the bell rang for the next class. Bam ran his hands up Ville’s back, under his shirt, delighting at the shiver that ran through Ville’s body. He curved his fingers, digging his short nails into the skin of Ville’s shoulders, bucking his hips up into each stroke along his cock, essentially fucking Ville’s hand.
“You know how beautiful you look right now?” Ville breathed against his ear. Bam whimpered, clutching desperately at Ville’s shoulders. He could feel the familiar warmth beginning to spread through him, need tightening his stomach. Ville’s grip around his cock tightened his strokes quickening. Bam was a mess of whimpers and moans, bucking helplessly as Ville spoke into his ear. “You’re so hot. Your hair curling around your face, looking so desperate.”
Bam closed his eyes, pulling Ville impossibly closer to him. He was nearly there… so close, he just needed to be pulled over the edge. Bam pushed his hips up, biting into his lips to stifle the sounds being pulled from his throat.
“I wonder,” Ville said softly, biting on Bam’s earlobe and flicking his tongue over the soft flesh. His thumb dragged slowly over the head over Bam’s cock, and he smiled. “If this is what you’d look like while I fucked you?”
Bam dragged his nails down Ville’s back, arching up and coming hard into Ville’s hand. Pleasure bloomed through his body, and he bit hard into his lip to stop himself screaming.
When his vision stopped swimming with euphoria, and he could think semi-straight, he licked his lips and tasted blood. Ville leaned in and kissed him, before pulling his hand free of Bam’s slacks and whiping his come on the doorframe, before resting it on the door. His head tipped forward, resting against Bam’s shoulder, and Bam realised that Ville had his pants undone, his other hand working along his cock to bring himself over the edge. Bam watched in fascination as Ville’s shoulders began to tremble, his breath coming out in short, harsh puffs against Bam’s shoulder. Ville bit down, into Bam’s shirt and skin, muffling his cry as he came, leaning heavily against Bam so as not to slip to the floor.
It was the hottest thing Bam had ever seen.
Ville looked up with a grin, leaning in to kiss Bam again. Bam happily returned the kiss, wrapping both his arms around Ville. Both of Ville’s hands found their way onto his chest, before Bam felt his already-loose tie being tugged at. He pulled back from the kiss, giving Ville a weird look as he tugged Bam’s tie off his neck and scruntched it up.
“What are you doing?” Bam asked. Ville just smiled then looked down and whiped himself clean with the tie. Bam pulled a look. “Oh, come on…”
Ville dropped the tie onto the ground near Bam’s bag, then pulled away, reaching down to do up his slacks, and tuck in his shirt. Bam stood their watching him for a moment, before shaking out of his daze and doing the same, leaving his shirt untucked, however. He leant down, picking up his laptop bag and tie, shoving the tie into a side pocket, and stepping away from the door.
“You owe me a tie, man.” He said, pulling open the bathroom door and walking out, sighing in relief and the dull monotonous ring of the school bell sounded. Ville rested a hand on his shoulder, leaning close and pressing a kiss to Bam’s cheek, despite the crowded corridor.
“See you later, Bammie.” He whispered, before disappearing into the crowd. Bam sighed, and shook his head, staring at his shoes as he walked. Ville had just jerked him off.
Ville had jerked him, Bam, his roommate, off.
What the hell did that mean?
Bam turned the corner, and collided with someone about his height. He stumbled back a bit, looking up from his shoes to meet the face of Lauri.
“Hi.” Bam said, blinking as Lauri smiled. “Sorry about that.”
“Hei, Bam.” Lauri said cheerfully, pulling Bam out of the flow of the crowd. “Can I talk to you for a second?”
Bam nodded, looking at the blonde boy a little weirdly. What could Lauri possibly want?
“I saw you before.” Lauri said, his smile fading from cheerful to almost sadistic. Creepy, just a bit. “Just before, with Ville.”
Bam nodded. “Okay… so?”
Lauri leaned in close, speaking in Bam’s ear with an almost venemous voice. “Don't get comfortable, Narttu... you're just a one off thing to a slut like him.”
Bam took a couple of steps backwards, staring at Lauri in surprise. “Excuse me?”
“You heard me.” Lauri said, waving to Bam, the sickly sweet smile back on his face as he blended into the crowd, leaving Bam standing in the corridor with a shocked look.
Okay, so I admit I made you guys wait a little on this, BUT... I gave you smut, right? So you love me, right?
Again, please do check out the other writings around this journal. I shall give you cookies if you do.