Winter Foreplay | By : CathyEddy Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 1908 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do NOT personally know Ville Valo nor anything about his real life. This is completely the work of an overactive imagination that created a piece of fan fiction. I make NO profit off this. |
Author’s note: this is my story I had under the penname moonshine. I got annoyed with it and took it off to work on only to find it was best as it had been in the first place. So I fixed it and now I’m reposting it. I’ve really got to learn to chill out about being so fricking picky. Oh well. Enjoy.
2nd note: I'm unsure about the content codes. I think I have them right but let me know if I have some thing wrong.
--Story--
Watching the young woman outside doing all the shoveling was driving the man inside the house nuts. Yet he knew she had had a point about his heart and lungs not being able to take the stress. Even now he could feel it. But watching her doing all the work and not being able to help her was still bothering him.
“Why not wash the dishes and vacuum the floors if you wanna do something so badly?” He recalled her saying as she had stood at the door about ready to go out. Vacuum the floors, now did she really think he could do that and not have an asthma attack? He knew the girl was well aware of his health because she had been right there when he had dropped to the floor in his own kitchen. And right there with him when the doctor told him the news.
With a sigh he turned away from the window to go find something to occupy himself. He sat on the couch looking at the pieces of paper that had lyrics written all over them. He wasn’t really interested in those right now. Looking around the room he wondered what there was to do. Play cards, watch TV if there had been one, or maybe go outside and just be out there with her. The later was his choice and he bundled up and went outside. Standing on the steps watching as she heaved shovel load after shovel load over her back while making a path as she went. Watching her brought thoughts to his mind of things that made him smile. He knew and didn’t deny that he was drawn to the girl. It was after all natural for him to like such a person.
Then he saw before it happened and flinched when she landed on her butt. Her feet just came out from underneath her and down she went. He carefully walked over to her as she sat on the patch of ice not moving. Yet in her eyes he could see her laughing inside.
“You okay, sweetheart?”
“Yah.” She says, looking up at him with a grin. A second later and he was covered in snow. She was laughing her butt off as he stood there looking shocked and confused.
“Oh that’s cold!” He complained, shacking off the snow that had just dumped on top of him from the limbs above. It was clear he had not taking into account of what might happen should he be standing under a tree full of snow and the wind pick up.
“Well now you can’t say you didn’t play in the snow.” She teased, giggling and he gave a mock frown. Bending down he picked up a hand full of snow and she sobered up right quick.
“Don’t you dare.” She warned him. “Ville,” She pointed a finger at him as he closed in on the girl who was unable to get away due to being on a patch of ice. “Ahh!!” She cried out, getting hit with a snowball and some of it going down her pull over. She tried to shack it out but to no avail as it just melted from her body heat.
“Ha! Now you know what it feels like.” He shouted and she looked at him, a look of retaliation in those blue eyes that burned like littler stars. He didn’t know how or why but he did know that that captured his attention each and every time he looked at them, always reminded of the blue star stones.
“What goes around comes around, darling.” She sang the words in a flat tone as she got to her feet. Ville knew he was in trouble. The girl was quick on her feet, much more then he had expected and found himself in the snow bank with her sitting atop him. In her right hand holding a small pile of snow that hovered above his face.
“You wouldn’t.”
“Try me.” And down his shirt it went. He howled from the freezing cold stuff as it quickly began melting on his warm skin and soaking into his shirt. She laughed at him as he tried to get the snow out of his shirt. And when he gave up, knowing it was futile, he looked up at her, at those burning blue orbs, and calming says, “You are just as bad as Bam.”
“How’s that?” She asks, unbothered by the comparison.
“You don’t quiet even if the ainty goes up.” He says, looking up at those burning blue eyes. Truth be told he wouldn’t have it any other way. This girl was a lot of fun and he realized in that moment that it had been a very long time since he had enjoyed himself like this. Goofing off and not thinking about life and work and responsibilities. Nope, just having fun like he back in his childhood for a change.
“So you think I’m as bad as Bam Mergera, ay?” She had that look in her eyes that told him she was taking offense to that idea. She leaned in close to his face, looking right into those green eyes and says, “I’m much worse then that pussy wannabe.” In a flat out clam tone that actually sent shivers up his spin. Or maybe that was due to the fact he was laying on cold white fluffy stuff.
“Oh really?” Ville challenged the girl and she grinned, letting that little devil side show and oh what a thrilling he felt up his spine. There were times when this girl just plan scared him for different reasons and right now was one of those times as out of nowhere appeared a very sharp and shiny scalpel that a surgeon would use.
“What are you doing with that?” He was worried, that clearly shown on that handsome face as he kept his eyes on that very sharp blade she held.
“Scared?” She taunts the Finn as her hips move ever so slightly in a circle over his groin. As she watched his eyes she knew the guy was getting excited, or at least that’s what his body told her, a deep groan vibrating in his throat as she let more of her weight settle on him.
“Mmm. Should I be?” He replied, hoping the young woman wouldn’t notice the hard on forming in his pants. But with the look she gave him and the quick glance downward told him, oh she noticed.
“That depends.” She purrs, continuing to roll her hips and let his body take a bit more of her weight, effectively pinning his growing erection between their pelvises. After a couple moments Ville tightened his jaw and froze as she pointed the tip of the scalpel to his neck, ever so lightly did he feel it gliding over his skin. There was no pain so she hadn’t cut the skin.
“On what?” He questions, curious as to what she was planning. He knew the girl was dangerous cause he had been witness to it once before when some girl tried to get him in trouble with her jealous boyfriend. And this one he was looking at had stepped in, putting an effective end to situation.
“On how you answer these questions.” She trailed the dual side of the blade over his Adam’s apple, teasing the man that lay beneath her in the snow bank. She knew that if she applied even the slightest amount of pressure with the other side it would slice the skin, drawing a faint line of blood droplets.
“What questions?” He was becoming uncertain about this game, the reason was because of the look in her eyes was beginning to stir up fear in his mind. The same fear that he had felt the night she had protected him from the jealous boyfriend.
“First question. Why are you outside when I made it very clear that you were to stay indoors?” She asked in a slow, calm clear voice and he knew the answer but felt it none of her business. And not answering right off she shifted the angle of the blade just ever so slightly, effectively letting him know she meant business.
“It’s driving me nuts that you’re out here doing all the shoveling while I have to stay inside.” He says, meeting her gaze without hesitation. For one, it was the god’s honest truth.
“Second question. Why did you throw that snowball at me?” She knew why but wanted to hear it from him.
“Because you laughed at me.” He says with a slight shiver, completely aware of the scalpel lightly trailing over the skin just beneath his ear lobe.
“Third question.” Her lips parted into a sinister smirk. “Are you turned on by this, Mr. Valo?” she watched those green eyes like a hawk for any sign of a lie or hesitation from the man.
“No.”
“Lie.”
“Umm.” He groaned at the slight pain but held very still knowing not to move. He watches those blue eyes as they watch the blood form on the surface of his pale skin from the tiny nick.
“The truth, pet.” She ordered the man, lying helplessly beneath her weight, knowing he would not try to fight her for the simple fact was he trusted her. And she did not betray the ones that willingly put themselves in her hands. But she would punish, or scold, them depending on the crime.
“Okay, okay.” He gives in. “Yes, I’m turned on by all of this.” He confesses and was rewarded as she leaned in close and ever so softly pressed her lips to the nick.
“That’s a good boy.” She purrs in his ear causing him to shiver despite laying in a snow banking. That little evil grin becomes playful as she shifts her weight just at bit more, her tongue trailing a wet line, starting from just under the earlobe, along his jaw, gently nipping at his chin, to end just beneath the other earlobe where she softly asks him, “Are you thinking about sex?”
Ville knew not to lie, but, damn it, this little teasing game was getting the better of him and his pride was having a fit about that. So without hesitation he pushes his hips upward forcing the young woman atop him to move her hand away or end up hurting him with the scalpel.
“I wouldn’t do that, Mr. Valo.” Her voice was calm and cool, showing no temper at what he had just done. But then of course he knew better then to discount that. She wasn’t much different then him when it came right down to it. And sure enough he tensed up at the feel of cool steel pressing lightly against his neck.
“You wanted the answer, sweetheart.” He says, knowing that even she was aroused and unable to hold back as he rotated his hips into the woman that sat on top of him. He yelped at the sudden pinch of pain and this time felt warm blood seeping from the wound. Without seeing it the girl had quickly known and placed her mouth to the wound, softly sucking and swallowing the hot copper tasting liquid. It wasn’t something she often did for she didn’t really need to. But it seemed this was the right time and this man seemed willing enough. But some how she wondered if maybe he had an inkling as to what her nature was and that kind of worried her.
“Umm,” He moaned deeply, causing his throat to vibrate and in turn effecting the girl who was trying to keep her focus straight enough so she didn‘t cause this man any unnecessary harm. It wasn’t as easy as she would’ve liked but then again nothing ever was.
Carefully, as to not distract her, Ville wrapped his arms about her body pulling her close to him, urging her to take more while he took enjoyment in the feel of her wet tongue and warm lips caressing the wound.
In the back of his mind he knew this was fucked up. But, truth be told, right now he just wasn’t willing to listen to that little voice that kept screaming at him about this was wrong.
“Umm, that feels so good.” He was beginning to breath heavily now, his heart having to work harder as he became more excited by the sensation burning through his body.
Flicking her tongue slowly over the open wound she could feel that the flow of blood, all though miner, was slowing coming to a stop. And once it had she pressed a light kiss to the spot then made a trail of kisses over his cheek and ever so slowly slide her tongue over those slightly parted lips, moistening them. He opened his eyes and found bright burning blue ones looking at him. A smile on that beautiful face.
“Are you okay?” She asked him in such a soft voice that he questioned the fact if she had even said any thing at all or was it all just in his head. When she asked again he knew the answer this time and nodded his head yes.
“What did you do? My body feels strange.” He questioned as his mind focused on the feeling that was tingling through out his body. But as she only looked at him and he began to worry. Seeing this she shock her head and sat up.
“Boy, you really do have trouble with your memory.” She says in a teasing tone yet a soft playful smile on her face.
“What did you do, sweetheart?” He says, not yelling but wanting to know.
“I stopped the bleeding. That’s all.”
“You did more then that.” He says, knowing she had. It wasn’t just his memory playing games with him. She did something and it caused a reaction in his body he knew damn well he had never experienced with any of the other girlfriends. Albeit, this woman wasn’t his girlfriend, yet.
“Considering you’re like me I would think you would be able to figure it out.” She was getting to her feet but he stopped her from moving away from him by taking hold of her hand. It was then that he wondered when she had put her glove back on. Then again had she ever taking the thing off in the first place?
“I’m not mad at you, sweetheart. I just wanna know.” And he was genuine in his desire to know.
“I told you, Ville. I just stopped the bleeding. Nothing more. Nothing less.” She says looking right into his eyes. There was something about this girl that bugged him and yet he was unable to figure it out. And that irritated him.
“You better go back inside before you freeze to death. I’ll finish up out here then come and make us some thing to eat.” She says, obviously not wanting to continue with this conversation. “Unless you decided to do the cooking.” She sounded hopeful.
He noticed that she wasn’t trying to get away from him. Just standing there with him holding onto her hand and talking as if nothing was different. And that bugged him. But he knew better then to argue with this girl, specially on something so trivial as just going back into the house so he didn’t get sick.
“Fine. I’ll go back inside but I won’t enjoy it.” He says, sounding like a child. She smiled, leaning back into him and pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.
“I’ll be in soon.” She says and he holds onto her hand as long as he can without getting up. Once it slips from his grip he just sits there and watches as she picks up the shovel and returns back to the task of clearing out the driveway. It was annoying not being able to help her but he knew staying out here in the cold, especially now being wet, would only serve in degrading his health. So he got up and with one last look at her he heading back inside to go change.
But he did make one promise to himself and tonight he’d finally be able to put that damn curiosity to bed once and for all. He just had to be careful about how he was going to go about it.
The End
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