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Happy Birthday, Willa Walo	By : TenshiNoReyire Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 1733 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of HIM. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: I wrote this for Ville's birthday. *puts hat on Ville's head* I know it was over a looong time ago, but oh well. >.> This story has no point, but oh well. It was fun to write. *giggles* Enjoy. and of course usual disclaimer, I don't own anyone and this is fiction.

Happy Birthday Willa Walo

Bam wiped the sweat off his forehead as he slaved over the stove.

“Now I fucking remember why I never cooked Ville a meal!” he yelled aloud to himself. “I can’t cook for shit.”

It was Ville’s birthday, and he had managed to have Raab and Dunn get the vocalist out of the house so he could prepare a surprise for his boyfriend.

“Stupid fucking idea.” He grumbled. He threw down a hot pad and grabbed for his grubby, half burnt recipe. “Simmer…I guess that means I can leave it alone…” Sighing, he took off his apron and threw himself on a huge overstuffed couch. He had all these things planned to do…but just cooking was taking so long. How long did he really think his friends could keep Ville away? Yawning, he rubbed his eyes. He was going to make sure no one was home and wear some strange outfit to surprise Ville and then serve him a meal and then well who knows after that. Bam grinned sleepily, reflecting on his dirty thoughts of the night ahead.

Bam awoke, coughing. “Oh shit!” He got up off the couch where he had fallen asleep and ran into the kitchen where the food he had been making had all been burnt to a crisp and now was smoking and sticking to the bottom of the pans. He knew he’d hear crap about that from Ape…but that was the least most important thing right now. Coughing more, he stuck the pans in the sink and turned on the faucet to run water over them.

Suddenly, he heard another voice coughing with him. Waving the smoke away with his hand, Ville walked into the kitchen by himself.

“The guys dropped me off here, Bam…but what’s going on?” he coughed more.

“…I tried…to make you dinner…” Bam looked away as his still smoldering food in the sink.

“Well…that’s nice, Bammy.” Ville chuckled, softly. “But why did you try? We both know you’re not a good cook.”

Still frustrated about failing and now feeling that his boyfriend was making fun of him, he began to get angry. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he snapped.

“You just shouldn’t have done it because you can‘t do it.” Ville said nicely, getting slightly confused by Bam’s tone of voice. He didn’t think Bam would get so upset about it.

His face blushing bright red, Bam growled. “What do you mean I can’t do it?!”

“I’m just saying…”

“God I just tried to do something nice!” Feeling hot tears in his eyes, without thinking, his temper got the best of him and he took a swing at his lover. Ville caught his hand, shocked. Bam struggled to pull his arm from Ville’s grasp.

“Let me go…” Ville said nothing but caught the squirming skateboarder in his arms. He pressed his lips against Bam’s roughly. Bam tried to get away but Ville’s kisses always made him melt inside. He went limp in the vocalist’s arms. He murmured in protest when Ville pulled away. Bam stared up into the beautiful man’s eyes. He knew that look…Ville wanted to keep going…and well as it was his birthday, how could Bam say no? He nodded gently, smiling slightly.

Ville held Bam close to him again, groaning slightly as he dug his hips into the skateboarder’s and pushed him back against the counter. Bam wrapped his arms around Ville’s neck and kissed back, each kiss becoming more passionate and hard. Making low noises in his throat, Ville grabbed Bam’s slender waist to flip him around so he was bent over the counter now. Bam grabbed the edge of the counter as Ville slid his smooth hands up under Bam’s Element hoodie.

Bam gasped slightly feeling his lover’s hands move over his stomach first and up further to gently rub his nipples. Ville smiled, digging his hips against Bam again and moving his hands quickly over Bam’s nipples again to tease him. Then ever so slowly Ville moved his hands down…to run them over Bam’s tattoo that was just like his. Then further to unbuckle and undo his boyfriend’s pants. Pushing down Bam’s pants and boxers, he squeezed the skateboarder’s backside with a giggle. Bam grumbled as Ville pushed against his back again and nibbled on his neck. The vocalist was making everything so god damn slow and everything just got more hot and cloudy as he continued.

Ville ran his hands over Bam’s chest again and then moved to stroke him softly, making his lover groan and shiver against his warm body.

“P-please Ville…” he begged.

“Please what, my love?” whispered Ville into his ear as he bit Bam’s earlobe softly and continued stroking him.

“…I want you…please…now!” Bam begged in a whine. Laughing softly in his own way, Ville moved back from the skateboarder for a moment to undo his own belt and pants. Freeing himself from his leather constraints, he rested his one hand on Bam’s hips. He took out a bottle from a handy nearby cabinet and rubbed the liquid on himself. Bam whined again softly, so Ville pushed the tip of his length into Bam. Moaning, Bam arched his back. “More…please more…” Ville couldn’t take it any longer himself. He was so turned on by his boyfriend simply wanting him. He thrust all of himself into Bam and couldn’t help but moan his lover’s name.

Bam clenched his fist and dug his nails into the counter, arching his back. Ville always hit that spot in him and pleasure rippled through his body. Ville’s hands roamed for awhile as he began to thrust in and out of Bam, his voice rising slowly. Finally Ville grabbed onto Bam’s hoodie and hung on as he felt his climax rising. Bam gasped, feeling unable to breathe as his mouth opened in a voiceless scream.

“Bam…god…yes…” Ville moaned, whispering it right into Bam’s ear, as he thrust faster into his boyfriend.

“Ohhh…Ville…fuck…” Bam managed to gasp in reply. He screamed loudly, as he came hard. Shuddering happily, he grasped the counter to let Ville finish.

Ville moaned, grunting ‘I love you s’ into his ear. He whimpered as he pushed hard against Bam. His eyes became distant and his expression vague as he released, still moaning Bam’s name. Panting, he fell against Bam’s back.

“Happy birthday, baby. I love you.” said Bam, with a grin.

“I love you too, sweetheart.” Ville smiled. “Even if you can’t cook.”

They both laughed and knew this would be something to remember.

The End

Yes, I know, it's pointless smut...but it's good pointless smut. :3
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