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Won't You Die Tonight For Love?	By : BVB.HIMisMIW Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 1760 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't know anyone from HIM, Jukka, or Jarppi, or own Viva La Bam and/or make any money off this FANFICTION. It's a complete work of FICTION. IT'S NOT REAL.

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•Ana's Point of View•
I sighed and threw my cards down angrily. "You lost again, sweetheart." Ville stated while grinning. I just glared playfully at him as the Finnish rock star took the rest of my cigarettes. He placed one between his sinfully luscious lips and lit it. Taking a drag Ville handed the rest over to me. I smiled and took it, taking a heavy drag of the stick before blowing the smoke out in lazy circles. "Very sexy…" he purred, causing my face to flush.
"I have no idea what you're talking about…" I muttered while taking another drag before giving it back. Ville shrugged his shoulders as he also took a drag. I looked at the Grandfather Clock that sat in the corner and sighed. Earlier Jen and I split the guys amongst our homes. "We should get going. HEY JEN! ROUND UP THE MEN!" I yelled while getting up and getting my jackets, beanie, scarf, and gloves back on.
Soon we were all standing at my doorstep. "I'll take my group from here." Jen stated; leading Bam, Novak, Jarppie, and Rake with her down a hidden path towards her house. That left me with Ville, Raab, Dico, Glomb, and Jukka. I pulled out a key that had a skull on the end and unlocked my huge front door, slowly pushing it in. Compared to my house in Miami this place was really dark and fitted my Russian background in some strange way. All five men took a look around. Only Raab and Jukka left to explore the large four story house.
"Is this land all yours?" asked Glomb.
I shook my head. "No. It's my father's land. It has been passed down from father or mother to the oldest child after said child has their first baby. Papa is just allowing Jen and me to live on the land instead." I shrugged and peeled off my jackets and hug them up on the coat rack. Dico, Glomb, and Ville all did the same and hung their coats up. "Let me show you to your rooms first." I placed my hands deep in my pockets and walked up a huge flight of stairs to the second floor. The men followed me as I showed them to each room. "Try not to break anything, okay?" I stated, looking at Dico. He nodded and disappeared into his room.
"Why are your bathrooms on the third floor?" asked Raab, sticking his head over a railing from said floor to look down at us. I just shrugged as I looked up at him, feeling rather tired. "I also found a conveyer belt too!"
"That leads from this floor to the basement," I explained. "Jen and me used to throw water on it and turn off the heat so it'd freeze and slide down it. That's how I broke my wrist once." The blond American looked impressed. "My bedroom is just over there. If you need anything just knock…" I went to my bedroom that was across from Ville's, not waiting for an answer. My room was a combination of a huge old style library with floor to ceiling shelves full of thick hard cover books of all types, a study, and of course a bedroom. Yawning I stripped off my clothes and shoved one of the bookcases away to walk into the secret area where my closet was hidden. I dug through my clothes and pulled on just a clean pair of panties and a HIM shirt that stopped shortly under my butt.
Lighting a candelabra I left my closet and pushed the bookcase back in place. I set the candelabra down on my bedside table and pushed the thick dark purple drapes and the thin black gossamer-like curtain that surrounded my whole king sized bed apart and crawled into it under my purple and black sheets. Rolling over I blew out the light and closed the drapes and curtain before falling fast asleep.
•Ville's Point of View; Dream•
I was just laying there on the guest bed in Ana's home in Russia, relaxing. The sheets were a deep blue with white trimming. "Ville…" I looked up. I couldn't see anything in the dark room. "What are you doing Ville?" the voice again called out to me.
"Who's there?" I called out into the dark room. The bed dipped as someone crawled onto it.
"Open your eyes, handsome…" the voice purred. Blinking hard I opened my eyes to see Ana clad only in a small shirt leaning over me. I swallowed hard as her fingers ran up my chest, over my neck, traced my jaw, before sliding into my hair. A coy smile played at her lips as she leaned in a pressed her lips firmly against mine.
•Ana's Point of View; Dream•
Ville didn't wait long as he also pressed his lips against mine, returning the lustful kiss. I felt one of his hands at the back of my neck while the other was at my hip. I moaned softly as he pressed his tongue into my mouth, rubbing the pink muscle against my own. Soon I felt my shirt being pushed up and over my bare breasts, allowing them both to greet the cool air.
Warm and gentle hands cupped each breast as the thumbs ran over my nipples; quickly making them both hard. Sliding my hand down I allowed it to join the other as nimble fingers worked on getting him out of his boxers. Ville lifted his hips and helped me get rid of the article of clothing as he rid me of my shirt, leaving us both naked as sin.
•Ville's Point of View; Dream•
Ana blushed lightly as she pulled back some, giving me the chance to see her in all of her glory. Bam was right when he said that she was a true white haired woman. A patch of neatly trimmed white curls covered her sacred area. A few inches above that was the same pelvic tattoo that Bam and I have, and I also took notice of the tattoo around her left nipple.
"Stop staring…" she whispered while blushing darker. I looked at her face to see that her eyes were a deep reddish brown like color compared to their normal bloody red. I reached out and wrapped my arms around Ana's waist, flipping us over so she was on her back.
"I can't help but stare at such a beautiful woman…" I kissed her before sprinkling kisses down her jaw, chin, neck, chest (playing around with her breasts before continuing), down her flat stomach, over her pelvic and towards her seam. I pushed Ana's knees up and over my shoulders as I ran my tongue over her slit.
•Ana's Point of View; Dream•
My back arched off the mattress as I moaned loudly. Vibrations where felt as Ville chuckled as he licked me again, splitting my lips apart to touch my clit. My whole body jerked against him. "Ah!… Ville…" I moaned, my eyes rolling into the back of my head. It just felt so good. I bit down on one of my knuckles and groaned.
"Enjoying yourself, Sweetheart?" asked the dark haired Finnish man. I peaked open one of my eyes and looked up at him as he leaned over my body. A hand cupped my pussy as he watched my chest arch up towards him. Two fingers entered my wet entrance as I continued to blush.
"Ville…" I groaned as I rocked my hips against his thrusting fingers. A low growl was heard as he pressed his face against my neck as he continued to finger me. I was so close. Oh so close. "Dammit Ville! I want you in me!" I shouted, arching up into him. Ville smirked against the skin of my neck as he removed his hand, repositioning himself at my core.
"Anything for you, Anastasia…" he crooned into my ear as Ville thrusted into me.
•Ville's Point of View•
I shot up in bed and panted heavily. Looking around I didn't see any signs of the exotic Russian beauty. "Bloody hell…" I groaned, falling back on the soft bed. I covered my face with my hands and dragged them up into my hair. Sighing I looked up at the dark ceiling. "Well this is going to be awkward…" I stated to the empty space as I shifted slightly to ease my little problem.
•Ana's Point of View•
My heart raced as I shifted, feeling my wet panties cling to my skin. "Ugh! That man's going to be the death of me!" my voice echoed off the many books and shelves that made up my room. "Anything for you, Anastasia…" I quoted while making a face at using his voice. I got out of bed and went over to the shelf that hid my closet and went in, grabbing clean close before leaving and going upstairs and going to the largest bathroom.
Making sure that the door was locked I stripped out of my dirty clothes and threw them on the black and red tiled floor. I looked out the large one-way mirror window that over looked the hills and trees of the land that my father owned. I sighed and went over to the large glass steam shower with waterfall attachments. I turned it on, allowing the jets to hit me from every angle as I washed myself. I leaned against the glass wall and sighed while watching water trickle down the black marble. Turning off the water I got out and moved over to the large clawed footed tube that was next to an equally large Jacuzzi. The white porcelain glass of the clawed footed tube eased me as I filled it with warm water and bath salts. Slowly I eased myself in and closed my eyes.
What the bloody hell did I get myself into? I wondered silently as I slinked down into the scented water. My ears perked at hearing the water turn on in one of the other bathrooms. I sighed and got out, letting the water drain as I dried my body with the towel before wrapping my hair with it as I got dressed.
Pulling the towel off my head I threw it around my shoulders and left the room, making sure to turn off the lights as I walked over to the laundry chute and threw my dirty clothes down it. I made my way down stairs to the main floor and into the kitchen. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it as I started on breakfast for the boys. Soon Glomb, Dico, Jukka, and Raab were surrounding me while trying to grab for the food. I smacked each of their hands and gave them all a dirty look. "Not until you four go set the table without breaking anything." All four men grumbled and stalked off to set the table. I sighed and shook my head. "Children…"
"They grow on you with time, Sweetheart." That deep voice that haunted my dreams spoke as an arm found its way around my waist. "Smells good," he stated while pulling out a cigarette and placing it between his sinful lips. "Mind if I smoke in here?" he asked, holding a lighter. Ville looked down at me, seeing as the top of my head was at eye level for him. I simply took a drag of my newly lit cancer stick as an answer.
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