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Some Assembly Required	By : ChibiShiva Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Children of Bodom Views: 1647 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Some Assembly Required
Large grey eyes scanned the food joint. Everywhere Alexi Laiho looked, there were people. The line in front of him had barely moved in the last five minutes. In addition to the tall blond in front of him – bandmate Henkka Seppälä, – there were at least two families of four members, two couples, a bunch of undecided teenagers and several single individuals. The fried chicken smell did nothing better to his somewhat cranky mood.
Alexi bared his teeth and rolled his eyes, annoyed. If it hadn't been for his keyboard and bass players, he'd have stormed out of there on the motherfucking double. With the amount of people around, no wonder why Janne Warman was taking such a long time to use the restrooms.
He shifted his weight to his right leg, extended his arm and poked the man in front of him. Henkka turned around.
"Dude, I say we kill 'em all," he muttered in his mother tongue, as his hands dug deep in his pockets.
With a light chuckle, Henkka nodded in return. "Would make things a little faster. Not gonna say no to that. Anyways..." He paused as the line moved ever so slightly. "Figured out what you're getting?"
The smaller man wrinkled his nose and snorted. "Chicken wings... hot dogs... no fucking clue. I just want outta here."
A chorus of groans and cusses rose behind him. Alexi didn't have the time to turn around. A pair of arms ensnared him in a tight hug and threatened to lift him off the floor. He threw his head back, giggled and gave the man behind him a wide, childish grin. He then turned to the small crowd behind them. "I was gonna order for him, chill out. He's my boyfriend."
Still in Janne's embrace, Alexi turned around and got on the tip of his toes. He wrapped his arms around the taller man's shoulders and brought the keyboardist into a light, almost innocent kiss. A satisfied smirk spread across his lips as he returned to his previous position, Janne's arms draped over his shoulders.
"That oughtta shut them up."
~
"Finally!"
Alexi put his meal tray on the table and plopped in the booth. Janne sat at his right, with Henkka in front of Alexi.
The blond nodded towards the men in front of him. A sweet – almost too sweet – smile-slash-mocking smirk lit up his face as he spoke. "If I didn't know you two, I'd totally buy it."
Alexi and Janne were close. The constant cuddling, kissing and making out had quickly led to rumors. Instead of denying the allegations, both men had done everything possible for the public to believe they were a gay couple. And it worked.
Even now, as they sat side by side, Janne couldn't help it. He reached for Alexi's thigh and slowly moved down to his knee, then gave it a short, light squeeze. With a playful giggle, Alexi tried to swat the hand away. "I'm trying to eat!"
The hand moved from his knee and wrapped around his waist. Janne brought him closer. Alexi didn't object; he leaned on the other man's body, his head resting right on Janne's shoulder, comfortable.
Across the table, the blond laughed. "You know... you two remind me of jigsaw pieces. Made fit for each other."
Despite the multiple comments he had received regarding his relationship with Janne, it had remained a joke, a stunt. Fanservice.
Alexi didn't withdraw. He never did. However, he remained quiet for several minutes as he mulled it all over. They had known each other for well over fifteen years, but had never considered each other. The both of them were able to keep steady lovers. Hell, he had even been married for some years. His last relationship had lasted a solid five years... and they had parted on a friendly note. Even between, he had never really collected girlfriends, or boyfriends for that matter...
Maybe Janne was the next logical step.
Then again, 'next'...
"You okay?"
Alexi's grey eyes widened and he stiffened in surprise. The voice came from a few inches above his head. "Oh, I'm fine. Was just thinking about fucking you."
Janne scoffed and shook his head dismissal. He squeezed Alexi's waist. "Yeah right. Everyone knows you'd end up on all fours with me behind you," he stated, a devious grin on his lips.
Taken aback, the smaller brunette scoffed in return, eyes narrowed. His expression mirrored his best friend's. "Hey... who said I'd be on all fours? Why not on my back or riding you or whatever?"
"I like, I like," Janne noted with a slow nod.
The world seemed to stop. Was he considering sex with his bandmate as a serious option? Gender wasn't the issue. It was all about the band. It took priority over everything, and he had broken up with more than one girl about it – and at least one guy too.
On the other hand, if his lover was a part of the band, it would definitely solve some other issues. Lonely nights? Not anymore; hello quickies backstage, in the tour bus, in hotel rooms...
~
Alexi stretched as he walked out of the restaurant. He was closely followed by Janne and Henkka – until the bassist stopped in his tracks. "Fuck. I'm gonna use the restrooms while I'm here... it's either that or wait somewhere else."
"Sure. We'll be right here," Janne reassured. He leaned on the brick wall behind him and crossed his arms over his chest. "Where'd you think Roope and Jaska ended up?"
Alexi shrugged. Honestly, he was happy to be alone with Janne – if 'alone' also included the people in the street. He closed the distance between him and the brunette, then leaned on his chest. "Don't fucking know" came out muffled as Janne pulled him even closer.
He smiled as a pair of lips pressed against the top of his head. The more he thought about it, the more what Henkka had said about them made sense. Alexi simply seemed to fit with the taller man; he was just the right height for his head to reach the nook between Janne's shoulder and neck, and lean enough for Janne to let his arms rest comfortably around Alexi's neck.
Damn, he was cozy. "Move and I kick your ass."
"What, only kick?" Janne lowered his head. "I say we dump Henkka with the two others and head back to the hotel. See if the pieces really fit together," he whispered in Alexi's ear. The small guitarist molded against his body as he laughed, tattooed hands grasping at his hoodie as a reflex.
With a hearty chuckle and a perverted smirk, Alexi looked upwards. "Give it enough lube and it'll work just fine."
~
The hotel room door flung open, and Alexi stepped in. He barely had the time to take in the sights when Janne grabbed his shoulders and spun him around. The taller man claimed his lips; Alexi obliged and opened his mouth, allowing Janne to deepen the kiss. His arms wrapped around the broad shoulders in front of him, long fingers tangled in strands of soft brown hair. His hands then traveled down Janne's chest, under the man's layers of clothes.
Alexi grunted as he broke the kiss, only long enough to remove the clothes from their upper bodies, followed by pants and finally, underwear.
This wasn't the first time they stood in front of each other naked, but it definitely was the first time it felt so... awkward.
A gentle but perverted smile spread across Janne's lips as he scanned the smaller man. His pale skin clashed with the golden hues of the hotel room's walls, yet made the numerous tattoos on his arms stand out. His smile broadened as his eyes settled on Alexi's hardening member.
He was mildy surprised when Alexi took a step forward and brought him into another deep kiss, his lithe frame coiled against Janne's muscular body.
It was Janne who parted, this time. He kept his head tilted downwards. "So... where's your lube again?"
For a few seconds, Alexi's face went blank. He furrowed his brows, and his eyes moved to the duffle bag set by the door. "Huh... should be in there..." The taller man released him from his grip. Alexi reached for the bag, knelt in front of it, and after a minute of rummaging, stood up with a bottle in his hands. He threw it in Janne's direction then jumped on the bed closest to him, settling himself comfortably against the many, many pillows.
Always so damn energetic. With a light chortle, Janne followed, dropping the bottle of lube by his side in the process. He crawled on the bed, eyes narrowed, a predatory grin across his lips. Beneath him, Alexi squirmed and playfully tried to push the brunette off, but Janne refused to move. He straddled the lithe body and pinned his arms down, then leaned over to steal a quick kiss before releasing Alexi from his grip.
Janne reached for the discarded bottle and smeared his fingers. As he dismounted Alexi, he patted the smaller man's thigh. Alexi parted his legs and Janne quickly settled between them. His left hand gently rubbed the pale skin, while his right wandered down Alexi's puckered entrance. Slowly and carefully, he slid a finger in. The giggle and the moan that followed encouraged him to go deeper and shortly after, to add a second digit.
"Damn... you're gonna be a tight fit..." he spoke softly as he eased a third finger inside Alexi. The muscles clenched over him, and he waited a few seconds for the other man to relax.
Alexi lifted his head from the pillows. He gave the taller brunette a goofy, toothy grin. "All the more for you to enjoy."
"You fucking tease." Janne withdrew his fingers and squirted a generous amount of lube on his palm, then ran it over his own member. He slid both hands under Alexi's knees and slid the lithe body closer to his.
Alexi's groan of sudden discomfort was cut short by the sudden intrusion. Grey eyes widened, tattooed hands grasped at the sheets beneath. His toes curled and a long, low moan passed his lips. "Oh fuck, Janne..."
Pleased by the passionnate outburst, Janne pulled out and back pushed in immediately. He increased his pace thrust after thrust. Through half-lidded eyes, he watched as the tiny guitarist squirmed, lips parted, cheeks flushed. Alexi felt so tight against him. So tight and warm...
Beneath him, Alexi bucked his hips. He wanted more, and Janne happily complied. While most of his other male lovers were painfully slow at first, for fear of hurting due to his lithe frame... Janne knew exactly what he could take. Save for a few cusses and grunts, he had barely said anything, and the taller man rammed him. He bared his teeth and thrust, following Janne's rhythm.
The keyboardist kept a steady hand against Alexi's knee, his free one running up the opposite side, over his chest and tangled in his hair, until the fingers came resting upon the thin, pink lips. Alexi took two in his mouth and ran his tongue over them, covering them with a nice, thick layer of saliva. For a good minute, his moans were muffled. The moment Janne's wet digits left his mouth, the taller man leaned forward. Their lips locked into a deep, hungry kiss.
Janne threw his head backwards, but remained in the same position, supported by his arms on each side of him. His relentless thrusts came faster and harder. Reduced to loud, high-pitched squeals, Alexi clamped his fingers around Janne's wrists. He bucked his hips once more; he felt the thick cock inside of him twitch as it hit the right spot every single time... A familiar tingling sensation spread through his veins and set his senses on fire. His vision blurred and quickly faded to white.
One last thrust. Both men's bodies stiffened at the same time as Janne filled Alexi with his seed, whose back arched and shook as he also reached climax. A loud scream echoed in the room.
Spent, Alexi's body went limp as he caught his breath. Janne rolled over to his side. A few inches separated them, until Janne sat up, his back propped against the pillows. He effortlessly brought Alexi's tiny frame against his. He pushed a strand of light brown hair away from the other man's face, before giving him a quick peck on the forehead.
The last thing he saw, as sleep claimed him, was Alexi's wide, satisfied grin.
~
Carrying a tray full of food Jaska Raatikainen scanned the dining room. He furrowed his brows as he searched for familiar faces. He expected their roadies to be up already.... but it was Roope Latvala's disntictive handlebar mustache that drew his attention. The guitarist sat alone at a table at the back – no sign of the crew or the other band members.
He shook several strands of brown hair away from his face and made his way to the table, then sat in front of his bandmate. "Mornin'," he greeted through a yawn.
Rooped swallowed his bite, then mimicked the drummer and yawned too. "Is it me, or did I really hear them fuck last night?"
The question surprised Jaska – if only because it implied Roope didn't sleep through the two other's lovemaking. "It's not you."
Roope brought the coffee mug to his lips and rook a swig. His blue eyes connected with Jaska's. "About fucking time."
Across him, the taller man laughed out loud. He extended his hand to high-five the guitarist. "Damn right."
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