"Shadow Passion" Chapter 12
Title: Shadow Passion
Author: 616hasgotaname
Fandom: Music/VAM
Summery: Companion piece to “Kiss”. AU. Two people brought together by an undying love that defies the ages. One, a vampire with a bizarre need for camaraderie, the other a human ostracized from an unforgiving mortal world. Separately, they are powerless and lonely. Together they are unstoppable.
Disclaimer: I DO OWN VILLE AND BAM! I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU SAY! *cough* Yeah, they own themselves. This never happened (der), so don’t sue.
Rating: R to NC-17
Warning: This chapter is very, very naughty...
Once again, this lovely banner was made by the amazingly talented annushkazhivago. Thanks again! <33
Pervious Chapters
AN: I take practically no credit for this chapter. As some of you may know, I suck at writing smut. So irena_aneri (my muse and owner of my soul) co-authored this chapter with me. However, I am willing to admit that she pretty much wrote the whole thing. And thank GOD for that.♥
Chapter Twelve
A smile played on Ville's lips as they pulled apart; cunning and welcoming. Running a cold finger under the base of Bam's chin, he turned away and strolled casually over to the plush bed, only glancing over his shoulder once to beckon the skater to follow. As if on command, Bam took a hesitant step toward the bed, following Ville's lead and sitting down on the lavish bed.
"Have you ever used this bed?" Bam joked lightly, fingering the soft material of the comforter. Ville didn't provide an answer as he shifted behind Bam on the bed, one hand reaching out to run between his shoulder blades.
Cold lips latched onto the base of Bam's neck, one hand tangling in dark curls and wrenching his head slightly to the left. Bam leaned into the erotic touch, his hand snaking its way up Ville's thigh and resting on his hip as he moaned low in his throat. Fevered kisses trailed a path to Bam's lips as Ville moved to straddle the younger man's lap, pushing him backwards so he was pinned against the matress. The sudden display of dominance caught Bam off guard, but he quickly arched his hips up into demanding warmth and slid his fingers beneath the thin fabric of Ville's shirt.
Ville made quick work of the belt buckle baracading his path to the treasure he desired, sliding the thin strip of leather from its loops in one flawless motion before quickly attacking the buttons there with nimble fingers. Sharp-tipped claws ran accross the thin layer of skin just above the waistband of Bam's black jeans, tugging them the slightest bit lower in agonizingly slow movements.
"God, I don't think I've ever needed you this much before," Bam gasped, a humble attempt to rush the vampire's actions.
"There is no God here tonight, Bammi."
Another gasp fell from Bam's lips as Ville leaned forward, one harsh kiss slamming over his mouth. Bam moved to sit up, but Ville quickly pushed him back down, two strong arms latching onto the skater's shoulders and causing his body to sink further into the matress. Before he could blink, Ville's mouth was once more attatched to Bam's neck, roughly sucking and pulling at the flesh there. Bam's breath hitched in his throat as the vampire bit down suddenly, shallow enough to cause a little blood but deep enough to illicit a sharp cry from the skater.
"Ville, I think--"
"Silence," he cut Bam off with another bite, this one deeper than the last.
Pressing his hips into the man's beneath him, Ville silently commanded him to move. With the slightest of nods, Bam reached up to the hem of Ville's pants, hesitant hands fumbling with the zipper before finally getting it undone and peeling the stiff fabric from pale skin. He took a moment to marvel at the beauty above him, never before given the chance in proper lighting. A stark black tattoo showed a brilliant contrast against the milk white skin--the same design Bam remembered from earlier, this time surrounded by elegant intwining lines. Before he could question it, however, Ville began pulling the skater's shirt over his head.
Wet kisses trailed a path down Bam's chest, stopping briefly to suck one perk nipple into his mouth. Suddenly Bam's head flew up and snapped in the direction of the door.
"What about Linde..." he tried to question, the words coming out in short pants as Ville continued his actions.
"Fuck him," Ville practically growled. As if in warning, Ville leant back over Bam's prone figure and bit down on the nipple he was previously sucking on, drawing a thin line of blood that ran in a small river down the skater's chest. Bam let out a low moan of pain, unmasked by any other ministration that Ville could have given him.
Bam caught a glimpse of Ville's eyes as the vampire peered up at him, all former care gone as it was replaced with something Bam had never seen directed toward him before. He couldn't discern the emotion from any other, but he knew he didn't like what he saw.
Suddenly Ville's lips were on his again, bruising the tender flesh of Bam's mouth and causing the skater to wince. The look in the vampire's eyes was starting to scare him, and he was forced to scrunch his eyes closed to avoid it. Still, only one thought invaded his mind: something isn't right.
"Vil, why-" Bam gasped out as he felt Ville's nails scrape his hipbones none too gently.
"I said silence, dear Bammie." Ville tsked slightly, as if scolding a naughty child.
The feeling of doubt and wrong-doing completely escaped Bam's mind as Ville's nails dragged lazily down his inner thigh, a smirk growing on the curl of the vampire's swollen lips. Bam's eyes widened with shock as Ville's fingertips idly strayed somewhere Bam had never been touched before. He opened his mouth to speak, but closed it in defeat at a mere glance from the vampire.
The feeling was gone as Ville moved his hands to the bed, arms on either side of the skater's shoulders. He was directly over Bam, vivid green burned into blue. Bam mentally gulped, his now very obvious erection straining under the vampires weight.
"Do you like pain, Bammi?" The words rolled sensuously off Ville's tongue, making the younger boy shudder. Even if he didn't like pain, there was no way in hell that Bam could refuse a statement like that.
There was the slightest hint of a playful gleam in Ville's eyes, sparkling in the dim lighting and causing Bam to gulp down whatever answer he was willing to provide. Ville trailed a long, artistic finger across Bam's lower lip, and down his throat suggestively.
"What was that, Bam?" Ville spoke, amusment clear in his voice now. Bam's cheeks flushed as Ville's fingers trailed over his lips again, and he opened his mouth to answer, but let a small whimper escape his chest when Ville slipped his index finger into the skaters mouth, green eyes dark, all traces of amusment now gone.
Bam ran his tongue along the underside of Ville's finger, determined to regain some dignity in this situation. Ville's eyes were hooded over in lust, and he drew his digit out slowly, gasping when Bam nipped the tip of his finger.
Bam's eyes glinted defiantly when he heard the vampire gasp. Ville's face darkened and he leaned forward, his finger leaving a wet trail down the skater's thigh. Bam swallowed as he felt hot breath on his ear. "I suppose I'll take that as a yes, my dear, dear boy," Ville hissed before roughly pushing his slick finger inside of him.
Bam let out a strangled yelp, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. He thought he saw a smirk on the vampires lips, before he forgot to breathe. He let out a small "oh" as Ville shoved a second finger inside of him, stretching him.
Bam whimpered with the intense pain, his body trembling. Subconciously, he lifted a shaky hand to the pale flesh that was Ville's shoulder, gripping it so tightly his knuckles almost matched the creamy shade.
"My God, Bam you're so--" Ville moaned, thrusting his fingers in deeper, striving to find that spot inside of the younger boy that would make him beg for more.
"I thought--" Bam gasped as the fingers inside him began scissoring him, the pain beginning to die down as desire burned through his veins. He choked a bit before catching Ville's eye and trying to speak again. "I...I thought you said there was no God tonight, Ville."
Ville looked down at him, a flicker of impression danced across his sculpted features, before disappearing. But it mattered not, Bam had seen it.
Regaining his composure, Ville leaned forward once more, nimble tongue flicking the skater's earlobe, his finger's working furiously. Bam's body arched off the bed, his hips pressing into the vampire's as a soft scream escaped chapped lips, when Ville's fingers had finally found their purchase.
"I am your God, Bam." Ville hissed triumphantly as the younger boy's breath grew ragged.
The skater's chest rose and fell rapidly as Ville mercilessly hit his spot again and again, leaving Bam to scream as loud as he possibly could. The vein in his throat pulsed madly, captivating Ville's eyes.
Bam's body fell limply against the black sheets as Ville slipped his fingers out of him suddenly, the younger boy's pulse far too enticing to ingore any longer. Soft whimpers slipped from Bam's lips as his eyes unrolled, finding Ville staring at him, pale face flushed and rouge lips puckered, his fangs barely visible beneath his plush mouth.
Bam finally found his voice, desire still burning strong through his body. "Why...why did you s-stop?" he asked shakily, cloudy blue eyes searching for Ville's. The vampire was still staring at him, however, and Bam watched in awe as he licked his lower lip, watching the blood from the shallow wound at the juncture of his shoulder drip down his chest.
"Shh.." he spoke softly, not out of concern, but seemingly as if he did not want to be distracted. He seemed to break out of a trance as the vampire's eyes locked onto Bam's.
"Do you want more, Bam?" He said darkly, that same look that had caused Bam uncertain thoughts back in the eyes that saw forever.
Bam had never wanted anything more in his life than the creature sprawled above him, lithe, pale skin meeting dark pants, all soft contours...and at the sound of this creature's voice asking him, a skater kid from a little town out of nowhere, if he wanted more, Bam lost all sense of danger and love and answered him, the look in Ville's eyes no longer mattering, his body taking over his mind and heart.
"Make me numb." Bam whispered, staring right into Ville's eyes.
Ville didn't react to what he said, and Bam could have sworn the vampire hadn't heard him. That thought was quickly diminished, though, when Ville took the younger boy's hands, placing them on his own thin waist.
Bam's shaking fingers instinctively went to the hem the vampire's pants, letting out a small moan as Ville drew an intake of breath when the skater's fingers brushed against the swell beneath the thin fabric. He knew what he wanted...but it had always been the other way around before.
"Do it." Ville said raggedly, a low moan evident in his voice, want and need showing through the dominant front he'd been putting up, his own body aching for the boy's touch. He needed him, even though he'd never ever admit it to Bam. He couldn't grow attatched, such things weren't done. Not since...
All thoughts left Ville's mind as Bam's hands pushed his pants to the floor, his throbbing arousal responding to the cold air of the room they were in. His eyes found Bam's, a smirk on his face as he saw the marveled expression on the younger boy's face. He slid the rest of the way out of his pants, taking care to brush against Bam's naked thigh. Ignoring the shocks running through his system when his naked flesh came into contact with the skater's, he bent his head down to Bam's.
"I'm going to hurt you, Bam." The skater's breath hitched in his throat as the Ville's lips descended on his own. He wanted so badly for this moment to last forever, frozen in time amidst a tangled web of fantasy.
Bucking his hips upwards, Bam's hands clutched at the rumpled fabric of the comforter as he let out a strangled yelp, finally giving in to the beauty above him. "Then hurt me."
"As you wish, love..." As Ville lowered his slender form over the skater, Bam's eyes nearly popped out of his head at the gravity of the situation.
"Gorgeous.." Ville muttered distractedly as he centered himself.
"Fuck.." Bam hissed as the vampire's slick tip brushed against his spread entrance, heartrate pounding at an impossible rate.
"Language, Bammi." Ville said quietly, before burying himself deep into the younger boy, pleasure coursing through his body and across his face as the skater screamed out in pain beneath him. Instinctively, Ville leant forward and sunk his fangs deep into the tender flesh of Bam's throat, silencing the scream of pain that was spilling from the younger boy's lips.
Bam made a strangled gurgling sound as his body burned, he felt pain all over. The sharpness digging into his sensative neck was almost more intense than finally feeling the vampire inside him.
"Please..." He gasped, thrusting upwards onto Ville's arousal, wimpering at the pain when he slid deeper as a result. The vampire released his neck, his face once more before Bam's. Swollen lips were bloody, crimson dripping an intricate path down the white of Ville's graceful neck. Licking his bottom lip sensually, Ville cocked his head to the side at Bam's whimpered plea, still not moving.
The sight above him and the sensation inside him were more than Bam could bear. "Vil-" he moaned as the vampire bucked his hips forward, almost mockingly. The pain grew more intense. "Ville please...p-please..you're h-hurting me" Bam cried, tears carving rivulets down his face.
Ville heard the words from Bam's lips...but the ones racing through the skater's mind were entirely different, and alltogether disturbing. "I thought he cared.."
Those four simple words caused Ville to pause in his actions, taking in a shuddering breath as he peered down at the mess of a boy beneath him.
"What have I done?" Ville asked quietly, staring into Bam's dim eyes, looking at the slick crimson that was his chest. Bam offered a weak smile to the vampire's shaken face.
"Ville," Bam whimpered, reaching up and trailing a bloody finger across his full lips. The vampire flinched at the gentle touch. "Ville...please make me feel good."
Ville blanched at the trust plainly showing in the young skater's eyes. He couldn't do this. He wouldn't. He wiped tears from the boy's face with a shaking hand.
"Okay." Ville pulled out until only his tip was inside of Bam. He ignored any form of pleasure he could derive from the feeling; he didn't deserve it. "Are you okay?" he asked, holding his body back, waiting for the skater's answer.
"Yes, more, please." Bam whimpered. Ville nodded, driving into the younger boy, trying to find that spot again. He wanted to make the boy feel good, and fast, because he was repulsed with himself. A sheen of sweat glistened in the dim light of the room as Ville worked his body, bruising his hips against Bam's thighs as he drove deeper, Bam's hands clutching at the sheets spasmically.
"T-touch me...please.." Bam gasped out weakly. The vampire reached out one quivering palm, carressing the skater's length with two fingers as he increased his pace.
He was rewarded with a loud moan as he hit Bam's prostate, hard.
"Oh...V--" Bam screamed as he met the vampire's hips with his own, and at the beautiful sight beneath him, Ville lost control, striving to force the boy below him into the ultimate pleasure. He sped up his pace even more, stroking his length teasingly, not enough to make him come from his hand alone. He didn't want it to be that way.
"I'm so c-close, Ville." Bam whispered shakily, his upward thrusts growing spasmic. Ville's eyes rolled back in his head as he felt heat coiling in his lower abdomen, in spite of trying to ignore the pleasure he was feeling. With one final, hard thrus Bam came, moaning out Ville's name from his abused throat.
Ville could no longer stand it, the scene beneath him too erotic for his willpower, and released deep inside the battered body under him with a loud groan.
Both men were panting heavily as Ville collapsed down beside Bam on the now ruined bed, sharp green eyes refusing to meet blue. Only the sound of ragged breathing broke the silence for what felt like an eternity to the skater, his eyes growing heavy as his vision focused on one spot of the ceiling above him.
"Bam, I--" Ville began, but stopped himself mid-sentence. He realized that no words were sufficiant for what had just taken place, and the mere thought of how much harm he had caused the creature beside him was eating him away.
He was more than surprised when Bam decided to respond. "No, I get it. It's cool, Ville."
Ville glanced to his left to see a lazy smile playing at the corner of Bam's lips, curling just slightly upwards while his eyes shined in the dark. The acceptance the vampire saw on the boy's face did the opposite of its intentions. Rather than comforting him, it only made matters worse. Offering up a pretentious smile in return, he sat up and stretched his back before removing himself from the blood stained bed.
"Listen, love, I'm going to bed. Sleep wherever you want."
The cold response wasn't what Bam was expecting, but he let it slide as he watched Ville slink off into the other room, his breathing finally returning to normal as he set his eyes once more upon the ceiling. Too many obscure thoughts raced through his head for him to get a propper grasp on any one of them, so he let his mind rest for the night. Perhaps tomorrow he would get some answers.
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Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes, I'm still temporarily working off of WordPad. Thank irena_aneri for all of the wonderful smut. I love you, girlie.♥
Author: 616hasgotaname
Fandom: Music/VAM
Summery: Companion piece to “Kiss”. AU. Two people brought together by an undying love that defies the ages. One, a vampire with a bizarre need for camaraderie, the other a human ostracized from an unforgiving mortal world. Separately, they are powerless and lonely. Together they are unstoppable.
Disclaimer: I DO OWN VILLE AND BAM! I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU SAY! *cough* Yeah, they own themselves. This never happened (der), so don’t sue.
Rating: R to NC-17
Warning: This chapter is very, very naughty...
Once again, this lovely banner was made by the amazingly talented annushkazhivago. Thanks again! <33
Pervious Chapters
AN: I take practically no credit for this chapter. As some of you may know, I suck at writing smut. So irena_aneri (my muse and owner of my soul) co-authored this chapter with me. However, I am willing to admit that she pretty much wrote the whole thing. And thank GOD for that.♥
Chapter Twelve
A smile played on Ville's lips as they pulled apart; cunning and welcoming. Running a cold finger under the base of Bam's chin, he turned away and strolled casually over to the plush bed, only glancing over his shoulder once to beckon the skater to follow. As if on command, Bam took a hesitant step toward the bed, following Ville's lead and sitting down on the lavish bed.
"Have you ever used this bed?" Bam joked lightly, fingering the soft material of the comforter. Ville didn't provide an answer as he shifted behind Bam on the bed, one hand reaching out to run between his shoulder blades.
Cold lips latched onto the base of Bam's neck, one hand tangling in dark curls and wrenching his head slightly to the left. Bam leaned into the erotic touch, his hand snaking its way up Ville's thigh and resting on his hip as he moaned low in his throat. Fevered kisses trailed a path to Bam's lips as Ville moved to straddle the younger man's lap, pushing him backwards so he was pinned against the matress. The sudden display of dominance caught Bam off guard, but he quickly arched his hips up into demanding warmth and slid his fingers beneath the thin fabric of Ville's shirt.
Ville made quick work of the belt buckle baracading his path to the treasure he desired, sliding the thin strip of leather from its loops in one flawless motion before quickly attacking the buttons there with nimble fingers. Sharp-tipped claws ran accross the thin layer of skin just above the waistband of Bam's black jeans, tugging them the slightest bit lower in agonizingly slow movements.
"God, I don't think I've ever needed you this much before," Bam gasped, a humble attempt to rush the vampire's actions.
"There is no God here tonight, Bammi."
Another gasp fell from Bam's lips as Ville leaned forward, one harsh kiss slamming over his mouth. Bam moved to sit up, but Ville quickly pushed him back down, two strong arms latching onto the skater's shoulders and causing his body to sink further into the matress. Before he could blink, Ville's mouth was once more attatched to Bam's neck, roughly sucking and pulling at the flesh there. Bam's breath hitched in his throat as the vampire bit down suddenly, shallow enough to cause a little blood but deep enough to illicit a sharp cry from the skater.
"Ville, I think--"
"Silence," he cut Bam off with another bite, this one deeper than the last.
Pressing his hips into the man's beneath him, Ville silently commanded him to move. With the slightest of nods, Bam reached up to the hem of Ville's pants, hesitant hands fumbling with the zipper before finally getting it undone and peeling the stiff fabric from pale skin. He took a moment to marvel at the beauty above him, never before given the chance in proper lighting. A stark black tattoo showed a brilliant contrast against the milk white skin--the same design Bam remembered from earlier, this time surrounded by elegant intwining lines. Before he could question it, however, Ville began pulling the skater's shirt over his head.
Wet kisses trailed a path down Bam's chest, stopping briefly to suck one perk nipple into his mouth. Suddenly Bam's head flew up and snapped in the direction of the door.
"What about Linde..." he tried to question, the words coming out in short pants as Ville continued his actions.
"Fuck him," Ville practically growled. As if in warning, Ville leant back over Bam's prone figure and bit down on the nipple he was previously sucking on, drawing a thin line of blood that ran in a small river down the skater's chest. Bam let out a low moan of pain, unmasked by any other ministration that Ville could have given him.
Bam caught a glimpse of Ville's eyes as the vampire peered up at him, all former care gone as it was replaced with something Bam had never seen directed toward him before. He couldn't discern the emotion from any other, but he knew he didn't like what he saw.
Suddenly Ville's lips were on his again, bruising the tender flesh of Bam's mouth and causing the skater to wince. The look in the vampire's eyes was starting to scare him, and he was forced to scrunch his eyes closed to avoid it. Still, only one thought invaded his mind: something isn't right.
"Vil, why-" Bam gasped out as he felt Ville's nails scrape his hipbones none too gently.
"I said silence, dear Bammie." Ville tsked slightly, as if scolding a naughty child.
The feeling of doubt and wrong-doing completely escaped Bam's mind as Ville's nails dragged lazily down his inner thigh, a smirk growing on the curl of the vampire's swollen lips. Bam's eyes widened with shock as Ville's fingertips idly strayed somewhere Bam had never been touched before. He opened his mouth to speak, but closed it in defeat at a mere glance from the vampire.
The feeling was gone as Ville moved his hands to the bed, arms on either side of the skater's shoulders. He was directly over Bam, vivid green burned into blue. Bam mentally gulped, his now very obvious erection straining under the vampires weight.
"Do you like pain, Bammi?" The words rolled sensuously off Ville's tongue, making the younger boy shudder. Even if he didn't like pain, there was no way in hell that Bam could refuse a statement like that.
There was the slightest hint of a playful gleam in Ville's eyes, sparkling in the dim lighting and causing Bam to gulp down whatever answer he was willing to provide. Ville trailed a long, artistic finger across Bam's lower lip, and down his throat suggestively.
"What was that, Bam?" Ville spoke, amusment clear in his voice now. Bam's cheeks flushed as Ville's fingers trailed over his lips again, and he opened his mouth to answer, but let a small whimper escape his chest when Ville slipped his index finger into the skaters mouth, green eyes dark, all traces of amusment now gone.
Bam ran his tongue along the underside of Ville's finger, determined to regain some dignity in this situation. Ville's eyes were hooded over in lust, and he drew his digit out slowly, gasping when Bam nipped the tip of his finger.
Bam's eyes glinted defiantly when he heard the vampire gasp. Ville's face darkened and he leaned forward, his finger leaving a wet trail down the skater's thigh. Bam swallowed as he felt hot breath on his ear. "I suppose I'll take that as a yes, my dear, dear boy," Ville hissed before roughly pushing his slick finger inside of him.
Bam let out a strangled yelp, tears pricking at the corners of his eyes. He thought he saw a smirk on the vampires lips, before he forgot to breathe. He let out a small "oh" as Ville shoved a second finger inside of him, stretching him.
Bam whimpered with the intense pain, his body trembling. Subconciously, he lifted a shaky hand to the pale flesh that was Ville's shoulder, gripping it so tightly his knuckles almost matched the creamy shade.
"My God, Bam you're so--" Ville moaned, thrusting his fingers in deeper, striving to find that spot inside of the younger boy that would make him beg for more.
"I thought--" Bam gasped as the fingers inside him began scissoring him, the pain beginning to die down as desire burned through his veins. He choked a bit before catching Ville's eye and trying to speak again. "I...I thought you said there was no God tonight, Ville."
Ville looked down at him, a flicker of impression danced across his sculpted features, before disappearing. But it mattered not, Bam had seen it.
Regaining his composure, Ville leaned forward once more, nimble tongue flicking the skater's earlobe, his finger's working furiously. Bam's body arched off the bed, his hips pressing into the vampire's as a soft scream escaped chapped lips, when Ville's fingers had finally found their purchase.
"I am your God, Bam." Ville hissed triumphantly as the younger boy's breath grew ragged.
The skater's chest rose and fell rapidly as Ville mercilessly hit his spot again and again, leaving Bam to scream as loud as he possibly could. The vein in his throat pulsed madly, captivating Ville's eyes.
Bam's body fell limply against the black sheets as Ville slipped his fingers out of him suddenly, the younger boy's pulse far too enticing to ingore any longer. Soft whimpers slipped from Bam's lips as his eyes unrolled, finding Ville staring at him, pale face flushed and rouge lips puckered, his fangs barely visible beneath his plush mouth.
Bam finally found his voice, desire still burning strong through his body. "Why...why did you s-stop?" he asked shakily, cloudy blue eyes searching for Ville's. The vampire was still staring at him, however, and Bam watched in awe as he licked his lower lip, watching the blood from the shallow wound at the juncture of his shoulder drip down his chest.
"Shh.." he spoke softly, not out of concern, but seemingly as if he did not want to be distracted. He seemed to break out of a trance as the vampire's eyes locked onto Bam's.
"Do you want more, Bam?" He said darkly, that same look that had caused Bam uncertain thoughts back in the eyes that saw forever.
Bam had never wanted anything more in his life than the creature sprawled above him, lithe, pale skin meeting dark pants, all soft contours...and at the sound of this creature's voice asking him, a skater kid from a little town out of nowhere, if he wanted more, Bam lost all sense of danger and love and answered him, the look in Ville's eyes no longer mattering, his body taking over his mind and heart.
"Make me numb." Bam whispered, staring right into Ville's eyes.
Ville didn't react to what he said, and Bam could have sworn the vampire hadn't heard him. That thought was quickly diminished, though, when Ville took the younger boy's hands, placing them on his own thin waist.
Bam's shaking fingers instinctively went to the hem the vampire's pants, letting out a small moan as Ville drew an intake of breath when the skater's fingers brushed against the swell beneath the thin fabric. He knew what he wanted...but it had always been the other way around before.
"Do it." Ville said raggedly, a low moan evident in his voice, want and need showing through the dominant front he'd been putting up, his own body aching for the boy's touch. He needed him, even though he'd never ever admit it to Bam. He couldn't grow attatched, such things weren't done. Not since...
All thoughts left Ville's mind as Bam's hands pushed his pants to the floor, his throbbing arousal responding to the cold air of the room they were in. His eyes found Bam's, a smirk on his face as he saw the marveled expression on the younger boy's face. He slid the rest of the way out of his pants, taking care to brush against Bam's naked thigh. Ignoring the shocks running through his system when his naked flesh came into contact with the skater's, he bent his head down to Bam's.
"I'm going to hurt you, Bam." The skater's breath hitched in his throat as the Ville's lips descended on his own. He wanted so badly for this moment to last forever, frozen in time amidst a tangled web of fantasy.
Bucking his hips upwards, Bam's hands clutched at the rumpled fabric of the comforter as he let out a strangled yelp, finally giving in to the beauty above him. "Then hurt me."
"As you wish, love..." As Ville lowered his slender form over the skater, Bam's eyes nearly popped out of his head at the gravity of the situation.
"Gorgeous.." Ville muttered distractedly as he centered himself.
"Fuck.." Bam hissed as the vampire's slick tip brushed against his spread entrance, heartrate pounding at an impossible rate.
"Language, Bammi." Ville said quietly, before burying himself deep into the younger boy, pleasure coursing through his body and across his face as the skater screamed out in pain beneath him. Instinctively, Ville leant forward and sunk his fangs deep into the tender flesh of Bam's throat, silencing the scream of pain that was spilling from the younger boy's lips.
Bam made a strangled gurgling sound as his body burned, he felt pain all over. The sharpness digging into his sensative neck was almost more intense than finally feeling the vampire inside him.
"Please..." He gasped, thrusting upwards onto Ville's arousal, wimpering at the pain when he slid deeper as a result. The vampire released his neck, his face once more before Bam's. Swollen lips were bloody, crimson dripping an intricate path down the white of Ville's graceful neck. Licking his bottom lip sensually, Ville cocked his head to the side at Bam's whimpered plea, still not moving.
The sight above him and the sensation inside him were more than Bam could bear. "Vil-" he moaned as the vampire bucked his hips forward, almost mockingly. The pain grew more intense. "Ville please...p-please..you're h-hurting me" Bam cried, tears carving rivulets down his face.
Ville heard the words from Bam's lips...but the ones racing through the skater's mind were entirely different, and alltogether disturbing. "I thought he cared.."
Those four simple words caused Ville to pause in his actions, taking in a shuddering breath as he peered down at the mess of a boy beneath him.
"What have I done?" Ville asked quietly, staring into Bam's dim eyes, looking at the slick crimson that was his chest. Bam offered a weak smile to the vampire's shaken face.
"Ville," Bam whimpered, reaching up and trailing a bloody finger across his full lips. The vampire flinched at the gentle touch. "Ville...please make me feel good."
Ville blanched at the trust plainly showing in the young skater's eyes. He couldn't do this. He wouldn't. He wiped tears from the boy's face with a shaking hand.
"Okay." Ville pulled out until only his tip was inside of Bam. He ignored any form of pleasure he could derive from the feeling; he didn't deserve it. "Are you okay?" he asked, holding his body back, waiting for the skater's answer.
"Yes, more, please." Bam whimpered. Ville nodded, driving into the younger boy, trying to find that spot again. He wanted to make the boy feel good, and fast, because he was repulsed with himself. A sheen of sweat glistened in the dim light of the room as Ville worked his body, bruising his hips against Bam's thighs as he drove deeper, Bam's hands clutching at the sheets spasmically.
"T-touch me...please.." Bam gasped out weakly. The vampire reached out one quivering palm, carressing the skater's length with two fingers as he increased his pace.
He was rewarded with a loud moan as he hit Bam's prostate, hard.
"Oh...V--" Bam screamed as he met the vampire's hips with his own, and at the beautiful sight beneath him, Ville lost control, striving to force the boy below him into the ultimate pleasure. He sped up his pace even more, stroking his length teasingly, not enough to make him come from his hand alone. He didn't want it to be that way.
"I'm so c-close, Ville." Bam whispered shakily, his upward thrusts growing spasmic. Ville's eyes rolled back in his head as he felt heat coiling in his lower abdomen, in spite of trying to ignore the pleasure he was feeling. With one final, hard thrus Bam came, moaning out Ville's name from his abused throat.
Ville could no longer stand it, the scene beneath him too erotic for his willpower, and released deep inside the battered body under him with a loud groan.
Both men were panting heavily as Ville collapsed down beside Bam on the now ruined bed, sharp green eyes refusing to meet blue. Only the sound of ragged breathing broke the silence for what felt like an eternity to the skater, his eyes growing heavy as his vision focused on one spot of the ceiling above him.
"Bam, I--" Ville began, but stopped himself mid-sentence. He realized that no words were sufficiant for what had just taken place, and the mere thought of how much harm he had caused the creature beside him was eating him away.
He was more than surprised when Bam decided to respond. "No, I get it. It's cool, Ville."
Ville glanced to his left to see a lazy smile playing at the corner of Bam's lips, curling just slightly upwards while his eyes shined in the dark. The acceptance the vampire saw on the boy's face did the opposite of its intentions. Rather than comforting him, it only made matters worse. Offering up a pretentious smile in return, he sat up and stretched his back before removing himself from the blood stained bed.
"Listen, love, I'm going to bed. Sleep wherever you want."
The cold response wasn't what Bam was expecting, but he let it slide as he watched Ville slink off into the other room, his breathing finally returning to normal as he set his eyes once more upon the ceiling. Too many obscure thoughts raced through his head for him to get a propper grasp on any one of them, so he let his mind rest for the night. Perhaps tomorrow he would get some answers.
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Sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes, I'm still temporarily working off of WordPad. Thank irena_aneri for all of the wonderful smut. I love you, girlie.♥