Fiction: Dormitory Boys (Chapter 9)
*dangles a chapter infront of your nose* This is for all you guys for being patient with me.
Title: Dormitory Boys
Author: breakmouth/psychoticpony
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 the father of Pete's baby. This is is an AU fic. I love me my highschool Vam. Plus, this one has a special dedication to conjure_lass, because we have a deal.
Chapters 1-5
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Bam kicked off his shoes and collapsed onto his bed, glad to be back in his dorm room after a day of classes. It was the day after Ville’s little act in the dining hall, and their situation hadn’t changed. At all. Ville had been gone before Bam had woken up that morning, and now the dorm room was vacant except for Bam himself. In short, neither of them had spoken a word to each other. Not even during class.
Bam sat up, pulling off his blazer and undoing another button on his shirt. His tie was ruined; permenantly stained from Ville’s come. Which meant until he could get his parents to order a new one, Bam was stuck without a tie.
Which actually seemed to be a good thing in his eyes.
Unfortunately, the school didn’t think the same way. This meant Bam has been told to invest in a new tie or face some serious consequences. The problem, however, was explaining to his parents exactly why he needed a new tie.
‘Mom, Dad, I need a new school tie because Ville, my gorgeous Finnish roommate, decided to have sex with me in a school bathroom and then proceeded to clean up his come with my tie. Please send a new tie or the money for a new tie, as soon as possible. Love, Bam.’
Because that would go down well.
The door opened. Bam didn’t bother to look up; he knew who it was. There was only one other person who would just be opening the door and strolling in, and Bam was content to spend a decent amount of time forgetting that other person even existed. His roommate was a bitch and Bam had no desire to share any form of conversation with Ville, whether it was civilised or not. And he had no doubt Ville felt the same.
“Hey.” Ville said softly.
Bam had been wrong before, of course. He grunted softly in reply, focusing on the interesting marks on the ceiling of the room. He even recognised a few of them from his and Chris Raab’s escapades. Ville cleared his throat, and Bam looked down, eyebrow raised in annoyance. Ville smiled, one arm behind his back hiding something.
“What?” Bam asked shortly.
“I said hello, Bammie.” Ville said, moving to sit down on his bed over the other side of the room.
“Hello.” Bam said, tilting his head back again and closing his eyes. Something soft hit him in the face after a second, and Bam opened his eyes to find a tie half-draped over his eye. He sat up, pulling the tie off and looking at Ville in question.
“Pete had a spare one, and since I know you need a new one and I ruined you last one, I figured I’d get it for you.” Ville said, shrugging slightly. “Call it a make up gift.”
“You need more then a tie to make up for this shit.” Bam said, none the less sitting up and focusing his attention on Ville. At least they were talking, which was an improvement from the last couple of days.
“I haven’t really done anything wrong, you know.” Ville said defensively, crossing his legs underneath his slim body. Bam raised an eyebrow.
“You were all over Juska at lunch.”
“What are you, my girlfriend?” Ville asked.
“I should be something after that bathroom episode.” Bam huffed, folding his arms. Ville laughed.
“You’re still hung up on that?”
“I have a right to! You don’t just go jerking people off in the bathroom and not expect them to have so questions, you know?” Bam said, watching Ville pull a look.
“I’m sorry.” Ville muttered. “Things work differently in Finland, that’s all.”
“You’re not in Finland.” Bam said softly. Ville sighed, running a hand through his hair.
“I know. Maybe I’m just confused.” Ville said hesitently, seemingly more like the person Bam had talked to those first couple of days that Ville been here. He had changed since then, like he’d dropped his nice guy persona and had become a slut just to get friends.
“Confused about what?” Bam asked cautiously.
“Confused because… ugh!” Ville said, throwing his hands up. “Confused because I actually like you, and I can’t seem to get that fucking handjob out of my head, which is pissing me off because I’m not like that! I don’t want it on my mind!”
Bam smirked, looking up at Ville expectantly. Ville frowned, before sighing with annoyance.
“Fine, fine.” He said grimly. “I’m sorry. For all the shit I’ve said and stuff.”
“Are you saying you like me?” Bam asked.
“No! I don’t like you, I just…” Ville said quickly, before frowning again. Bam bite his lip so he didn’t laugh at Ville’s confusion.
“Ville. It’s okay, relax. Even if you don’t admit it to yourself, man, I know the truth. Just remember, there’s no one else here but you and me. That makes it a lot harder to hide shit.” Bam said quietly, before pulling his shirt over his head and getting up to go hang it up. He needed to get out of his school clothes. He heard Ville get up and turned his head, watching him put his blazer away.
“Hey Bam?” Ville said after a moment of silence. Bam glanced at him in the mirror, eyebrow raised. Ville smiled slightly. “Can we, um… can we try it out?”
“Try what out?” Bam asked in confused, turning to look at Ville. His roommate geastured around them.
“This.” Ville said, shrugging slightly. “Us. Doing… y’know.”
Bam had to grin. “Are you asking me out, Ville?”
“No!” Ville said quickly, folding his arms in defiance. “I just want to… I dunno. Experiment a little.”
“Experiment a little?” Bam asked.
“Yeah… you know. Friends… oh, fuck, what is it?” Ville muttered. Bam snorted.
“Friends with benefits?” He asked with amusement. Ville snapped his fingers.
“That’s it. Be friends. With benefits.” He said, nodding emphatically. Bam sighed.
“You’re a jerk, you know that?”
“Yeah, I know. Come on, Bammie… you know you want to.” Ville said, walking over and tilting his head with a smile. Bam frowned, then gave in.
“Fine. Friends with benefits. But only beause you’re cute and I really want to kiss you again.” He said carefully. Ville grinned.
“Good, because my classes have actually been kinda dull.”
“Yeah,” Bam said, nodding. “Oh, one thing, though, if we’re going to rock this whole ‘friends that grope each other while no one is looking’ thing…”
“Yeah?” Ville said, raising an eyebrow.
“Tell Lauri to shut up and fuck off, please?” Bam said with an exasperated sigh. Ville laughed.
“Okay. I will. He’s a bitch, you just need to ignore him.” He said, then fell quiet. Bam looked at him in silence, studying Ville’s features with a look of approval. He loved how gorgeous Ville looked, even after a long day of classes. Tossled dark brown hair, green eyes, pale skin, high cheekbones and kissable lips? They made something in his stomach tingle. Ville cleared his throat, licking his lips slowly.
“Bammie?” He said quietly, leaving the question hanging open in the air. Bam reached out, threading his fingers through Ville’s hair and giving one small tug, before Ville’s lips crashed against his in a long-overdue kiss.
Bam sighed softly, opening his mouth for Ville and relishing in the way Ville's tongue moved over his. He closed his eyes, wrapping his other arm around Ville's slender waist as Ville's hands tucked into the back pockets of his slacks. He still didn't quite trust Ville, and this entire 'Friends with Benefits' thing would be comprised of Bam walking on a tightrope around him. It wasn't quite a relationship, which would've been nice, but Bam told himself that he could deal, because at least the 'Friends with Benefits' thing allowed him to kiss Ville like this.
Which, Bam reasoned as he felt Ville's fingers tugging down the zip on his pants, was a very good thing.
Short, I know. Does that make you all happy, hmm? Cookies to everyone, except morphine300mg, because she posts disturbing animated pictures. Comment, please, or violetdollie will poke you with her stick.
Title: Dormitory Boys
Author: breakmouth/psychoticpony
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 the father of Pete's baby. This is is an AU fic. I love me my highschool Vam. Plus, this one has a special dedication to conjure_lass, because we have a deal.
Chapters 1-5
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Bam kicked off his shoes and collapsed onto his bed, glad to be back in his dorm room after a day of classes. It was the day after Ville’s little act in the dining hall, and their situation hadn’t changed. At all. Ville had been gone before Bam had woken up that morning, and now the dorm room was vacant except for Bam himself. In short, neither of them had spoken a word to each other. Not even during class.
Bam sat up, pulling off his blazer and undoing another button on his shirt. His tie was ruined; permenantly stained from Ville’s come. Which meant until he could get his parents to order a new one, Bam was stuck without a tie.
Which actually seemed to be a good thing in his eyes.
Unfortunately, the school didn’t think the same way. This meant Bam has been told to invest in a new tie or face some serious consequences. The problem, however, was explaining to his parents exactly why he needed a new tie.
‘Mom, Dad, I need a new school tie because Ville, my gorgeous Finnish roommate, decided to have sex with me in a school bathroom and then proceeded to clean up his come with my tie. Please send a new tie or the money for a new tie, as soon as possible. Love, Bam.’
Because that would go down well.
The door opened. Bam didn’t bother to look up; he knew who it was. There was only one other person who would just be opening the door and strolling in, and Bam was content to spend a decent amount of time forgetting that other person even existed. His roommate was a bitch and Bam had no desire to share any form of conversation with Ville, whether it was civilised or not. And he had no doubt Ville felt the same.
“Hey.” Ville said softly.
Bam had been wrong before, of course. He grunted softly in reply, focusing on the interesting marks on the ceiling of the room. He even recognised a few of them from his and Chris Raab’s escapades. Ville cleared his throat, and Bam looked down, eyebrow raised in annoyance. Ville smiled, one arm behind his back hiding something.
“What?” Bam asked shortly.
“I said hello, Bammie.” Ville said, moving to sit down on his bed over the other side of the room.
“Hello.” Bam said, tilting his head back again and closing his eyes. Something soft hit him in the face after a second, and Bam opened his eyes to find a tie half-draped over his eye. He sat up, pulling the tie off and looking at Ville in question.
“Pete had a spare one, and since I know you need a new one and I ruined you last one, I figured I’d get it for you.” Ville said, shrugging slightly. “Call it a make up gift.”
“You need more then a tie to make up for this shit.” Bam said, none the less sitting up and focusing his attention on Ville. At least they were talking, which was an improvement from the last couple of days.
“I haven’t really done anything wrong, you know.” Ville said defensively, crossing his legs underneath his slim body. Bam raised an eyebrow.
“You were all over Juska at lunch.”
“What are you, my girlfriend?” Ville asked.
“I should be something after that bathroom episode.” Bam huffed, folding his arms. Ville laughed.
“You’re still hung up on that?”
“I have a right to! You don’t just go jerking people off in the bathroom and not expect them to have so questions, you know?” Bam said, watching Ville pull a look.
“I’m sorry.” Ville muttered. “Things work differently in Finland, that’s all.”
“You’re not in Finland.” Bam said softly. Ville sighed, running a hand through his hair.
“I know. Maybe I’m just confused.” Ville said hesitently, seemingly more like the person Bam had talked to those first couple of days that Ville been here. He had changed since then, like he’d dropped his nice guy persona and had become a slut just to get friends.
“Confused about what?” Bam asked cautiously.
“Confused because… ugh!” Ville said, throwing his hands up. “Confused because I actually like you, and I can’t seem to get that fucking handjob out of my head, which is pissing me off because I’m not like that! I don’t want it on my mind!”
Bam smirked, looking up at Ville expectantly. Ville frowned, before sighing with annoyance.
“Fine, fine.” He said grimly. “I’m sorry. For all the shit I’ve said and stuff.”
“Are you saying you like me?” Bam asked.
“No! I don’t like you, I just…” Ville said quickly, before frowning again. Bam bite his lip so he didn’t laugh at Ville’s confusion.
“Ville. It’s okay, relax. Even if you don’t admit it to yourself, man, I know the truth. Just remember, there’s no one else here but you and me. That makes it a lot harder to hide shit.” Bam said quietly, before pulling his shirt over his head and getting up to go hang it up. He needed to get out of his school clothes. He heard Ville get up and turned his head, watching him put his blazer away.
“Hey Bam?” Ville said after a moment of silence. Bam glanced at him in the mirror, eyebrow raised. Ville smiled slightly. “Can we, um… can we try it out?”
“Try what out?” Bam asked in confused, turning to look at Ville. His roommate geastured around them.
“This.” Ville said, shrugging slightly. “Us. Doing… y’know.”
Bam had to grin. “Are you asking me out, Ville?”
“No!” Ville said quickly, folding his arms in defiance. “I just want to… I dunno. Experiment a little.”
“Experiment a little?” Bam asked.
“Yeah… you know. Friends… oh, fuck, what is it?” Ville muttered. Bam snorted.
“Friends with benefits?” He asked with amusement. Ville snapped his fingers.
“That’s it. Be friends. With benefits.” He said, nodding emphatically. Bam sighed.
“You’re a jerk, you know that?”
“Yeah, I know. Come on, Bammie… you know you want to.” Ville said, walking over and tilting his head with a smile. Bam frowned, then gave in.
“Fine. Friends with benefits. But only beause you’re cute and I really want to kiss you again.” He said carefully. Ville grinned.
“Good, because my classes have actually been kinda dull.”
“Yeah,” Bam said, nodding. “Oh, one thing, though, if we’re going to rock this whole ‘friends that grope each other while no one is looking’ thing…”
“Yeah?” Ville said, raising an eyebrow.
“Tell Lauri to shut up and fuck off, please?” Bam said with an exasperated sigh. Ville laughed.
“Okay. I will. He’s a bitch, you just need to ignore him.” He said, then fell quiet. Bam looked at him in silence, studying Ville’s features with a look of approval. He loved how gorgeous Ville looked, even after a long day of classes. Tossled dark brown hair, green eyes, pale skin, high cheekbones and kissable lips? They made something in his stomach tingle. Ville cleared his throat, licking his lips slowly.
“Bammie?” He said quietly, leaving the question hanging open in the air. Bam reached out, threading his fingers through Ville’s hair and giving one small tug, before Ville’s lips crashed against his in a long-overdue kiss.
Bam sighed softly, opening his mouth for Ville and relishing in the way Ville's tongue moved over his. He closed his eyes, wrapping his other arm around Ville's slender waist as Ville's hands tucked into the back pockets of his slacks. He still didn't quite trust Ville, and this entire 'Friends with Benefits' thing would be comprised of Bam walking on a tightrope around him. It wasn't quite a relationship, which would've been nice, but Bam told himself that he could deal, because at least the 'Friends with Benefits' thing allowed him to kiss Ville like this.
Which, Bam reasoned as he felt Ville's fingers tugging down the zip on his pants, was a very good thing.
Short, I know. Does that make you all happy, hmm? Cookies to everyone, except morphine300mg, because she posts disturbing animated pictures. Comment, please, or violetdollie will poke you with her stick.