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Ship wrecked	By : KarinVAM Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 3333 -:- 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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“Good morning love.”
“Good morning indeed….Ouch.”

Ville had watched Bam while he slept that morning, until the moment his crystalline eyes had opened from the soft sunlight coming from the rising sun, shining upon his peaceful face.

He was so beautiful, and Ville couldn’t help but stroke his brown curls, which had grown longer and now touched his shoulders gracefully. It was eating him alive, but he was desperately loving this boy more and more.

Bam had grinned when he'd seen Ville's sweet face next to his, greeting him with a smile, and a sound that was close to a purr. He moved closer as he replied, but was suddenly aware of a painful sting coming from…..his ass.

“Oh god, are you ok?”
“I’m fine.” He replied quickly, not wanting to worry Ville. The slight burning in his ass was only a reminder of last night. And he really didn’t mind being reminded.

“No, you're hurt.” Ville noticed Bam pretending to be strong, but he saw
pain flickering in his eyes as he moved.

“It’s just….I’m not used to having things entering me….I’ll be fine.”Bam joked, making Ville chuckle and blush shyly.
“Ok Bammie.”

His smile made Bam’s heart melt, and despite his discomfort he leaned closer to kiss Ville’s lips, who responded immediately by deepening the kiss, and sliding in his tongue over his bottom lip and over his own, stroking it gently. Bam moaned, wanting more of Ville, but knowing he couldn’t handle it right now.

They simply laid on the boat, kissing and hugging each other close. Just laying here together, and being. It was more pure than any other love he'd known. Or Ville, even though his mind wasn’t letting him go there just yet.

“Oh Ville, you make me so happy.” Ville heard Bam sigh happily against his neck, knowing what that meant for a boy like Bam. Bam hadn’t been happy for years. It made a warmth spread through his body, but felt pressured to say something similar to Bam.

He wanted to. He felt the same. He was a little scared by that fact, but it was true.
How come he was so wonderful with words on paper, and so impossible when he
had to speak them out loud? It was just too direct. He felt too exposed.

Love had caused him so much pain over the years, and with Bam…
He couldn’t experience it again, it would hurt too much.

Ville’s silence made Bam feel insecure. He knew Ville was still getting used to the idea, but he just wanted to hear Ville say he cared about him, more than anything. That life would finally give him a break, and the fairytale that came along with it.
“Ville?”

“I’m gonna go find our clothes on the beach, we left them there yesterday.” Was the only thing that came out of Ville’s mouth, making both Bam and Ville cringe on the inside. This was not how this was supposed to go. This was not what they both wanted.

Bam felt like a clinging kitten, wanting to keep Ville here, throwing away his pride, and putting himself out there. Everything he'd never done before, just to make Ville love him.
“I love you.”

It was barely a whisper, but it echoed through Ville’s head like it had been shouted into his ear. Bam sounded so broken. How the hell could he do this to him? Why was he so scared?

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t bring himself to reply.
“Ville what's wrong? Why won’t you say anything.”

Ville's naked form now standing up distracted him slightly, but the pain and doubts that were given by Ville's attitude towards him kept him focused. Why was he making this so hard?
“Stop whining Bam.”

It was all he said before Ville slipped into his swimming trunks and walked off, feeling so sick inside he could puke. Leaving Bam behind with the same feeling.Tears streamed down Bam’s face as he was left alone. Feeling the need to scream, the need to hurt. The need to cut.

He knew Ville cared about him, so why couldn’t he say it? His mind and body become intoxicated with his thoughts and his pain once again, and he felt himself slipping.Slipping into the dark place he always went when things got bad…..No! Not anymore. Not today. Not ever again.

Here with Ville, on this godforsaken island, Bam had found new strength he had never had before, and running, cutting and crying he had done enough of. It was time he grew up. Time for him to take care of himself, like real men did. It was time to confront his fears and issues.

Standing up, he wiped the tears from his face with an angry sweep of his hand and put on his now dried boxers. He was gonna claim what he deserved, and that was an answer. This wasn’t all about Ville and his fears to speak up. This was about him too, and he wasn’t gonna ignore it.

He headed for the beach, where Ville was picking up their shattered clothes, looking like he was either going to punch someone or burst into tears any minute. He looked up when he noticed Bam walking up to him. He had no idea why Bam was coming after him with such determination on his face, but he felt relieved he still wanted to talk to him after being such an insecure little asshole.

“Bam…”
“Ville you sit down and listen to me. I’m sick of you doing this to me over and over.”
Bam’s harsh and confident words shocked and pleased him at the same time. Not being in control was new to him, but he liked it. He didn’t want to get away with this, like he got away with everything else. So he obeyed, and sat on the sand in silence as Bam sat across from him.

“Listen Ville. I don’t know what you want, or why you're like this, but I’ll explain this to you; You either love me, or you don’t. You want to be with me, or you don’t want to be with me. It’s that simple. Make a pick, because I am done waiting, and suffering because you can’t make up your mind.”

His words were like a slap in Ville’s face, and he almost felt like smiling, hearing Bam standing up for himself like he was. He was absolutely fucking right. This had to stop, they were killing each other.

Bam’s confident face didn’t show any of the fear he had within him for Ville’s reaction, but inside he was praying Ville wouldn’t decide to leave him. That, even with his new strength, he wouldn’t be able to handle.

“Wow.”
Was all Ville said for a moment, and Bam felt his anger rising again. That was not enough. But Ville continued just in time.

“You're right Bam. I know what I want, and I don’t know why I'm so scared to claim it, but I can’t play this little game anymore. Not when you're suffering because of it.” He admitted, having Bam staring at him with blank eyes.

He was longing to touch him again so bad. But he knew he had more to say, and so he did.
“I love you. I want to be with you. I’m scared, but it’s true. Please forgive me?” He almost pleaded, his eyes starting to become misty.

That was all Bam needed to hear, and he dropped his shield, his face breaking out into a huge smile and sparkling eyes. Ville did love him. All he'd wanted was to hear him say it. “It’s ok Ville. I love you. I’m just happy to know you love me too.” He panted before kissing him passionately, winding his fingers in Ville’s long, dark wavy strands of hair.

Ville moaned into the kiss, finally feeling free now he had said it out loud to Bam for the first time. It was out, and it was good. A weight had been lifted off his small shoulders. All he wanted was to be with Bam, and now he could be, leaving his fears and pride behind him.

Bam moaned in delight, feeling the happiness filling him again as the laid together in the sand, wrapped around each other. Holding Ville close to him and their tongues made slow love. Love, true, real love. It didn’t matter they were both men, because they were in love.

“I’m so sorry I hurt you Bam. I’m so sorry I did this to you.” Ville whispered against Bam skin, making him slightly tremble and break from his for a second.
“It doesn’t matter.”

“Yes, it does. I love you. That shouldn’t be about me, that should be about you. I never saw that, until now.”
Ville realized love had always about him. No matter who he had been with. Now that was different.

“It’s about us Ville…”
“Let me show you how much I love you Bam, please. I can make it up to you.”

Bam moaned when Ville’s erection pushed through his trunks against his thigh, and he knew what he wanted. It was so sweet Ville actually thought he needed to make it up to him, as it was an incredible turn on.

“Ville…I can’t….I…”
But Ville hushed him with as kiss as he continued to rock against him, whimpering from the friction.

“I know baby, I’ll let you have me instead.”
Bam bit his lip to stay focussed, wanting to flip Ville over and have in right now as he said those words to him. The thought of being inside Ville’s tight heat made him weak with desire.

“God Ville….”
With a swift movement, Ville pulled down Bam’s boxers, followed by his trunks, as their body’s rubbed together on the warm sand, under the blue sky.

Bam instantly reached for Ville’s length, rubbing him forcefully as their mouths stayed glued together, and soaking his fingers with Ville arousal. He wanted him so bad, he wasn’t going to take this a slow as they had yesterday. He needed so bad to feel Ville’s love for him.
Completely this time. Fingers drenched, he moved down on Ville, turning him around as he sat on he knees for better access.

Ville sitting on his knees in the sand for him, made understand how deep Ville’s love truly ran. Ville was scared, and he wanted control, always. Bam, never in control of his own life, noticed the difference in their love and in the way they made love. It was opposite from how the real world saw them, and how they had always seen themselves.

He pushed in the first finger, making Ville hiss and push back against him. The burning feeling was new to the Finn, but it wasn’t unpleasant as Bam stroked his opening gently and carefully.

He gasped when Bam pushed in a second finger, letting Ville knew he was impatient for him. He stretched him with his fingers, making Ville wriggle against him and whimper from the feeling.

“Bam, I want you inside. I don’t care about the pain. Please…”
Bam knew Ville wasn’t prepared enough, but nevertheless he withdraw his hand from him and positioned himself behind him.

Ville spread his legs wider for him so he would sit lower, making it easier for Bam to enter the taller man.He felt Bam’s tip against his entrance, and trembled from the feeling. He knew now that being bottom was at least as much fun as being on top. No matter how much this would hurt, it was already feeling so right.

And Bam pushed in slowly, stretching Ville inch by inch and making him tremble on his supporting arms. He wheezed every once in a while, clenching his jaw from the feeling until he felt Bam’s hand massaging his back and neck, whispering sweet nothings in his ear to relax him.

“Shh Ville, it’s ok. It'll get better, I promise. I love you baby.” He soothed him, making
Ville smile despite the burn, and relax so Bam could slide into him easier without much pain. Then, he slid his hand over Ville’s smooth chest and down over his belly, until he reached his throbbing erection, stroking the head and the side with his hand.

Ville bucked against him, the burn replacing itself with pleasure as Bam distracted him, rubbing him in all the right places and making him moan.
“Bammie, oh god…I love you.”
He gasped when Bam was seated inside him to the hilt. This felt like nothing he'd ever felt more, and he desperately wanted Bam to move. Having him inside him gave him the most sensational tingle, and he knew moving would only increase that feeling for him.

But even if it didn’t, Bam’s hard pants behind him, and the knowledge of how it felt to be inside someone, filled him with pride he could now bring that
pleasure to Bam.

“Oh god, Ville you're so tight…Aahh.”
That was when Ville started to push back against him, encouraging Bam to move and to let him know he was ready. And as Bam pulled back out slightly before pushing back in, Ville threw his head back as Bam stroked his prostate inside of him. Spreading an insane pleasure through his slim body.

“Oh fuck, that’s it…”
Seeing Ville being so lost in the feeling, and his beautiful smooth body writhing against him, made Bam pull out harder and pushing back in with more force, making Ville tremble and himself moan when Ville clenched around him.

He did it again and again. Slamming back into Ville’s heat while stroking his lover’s cock with one free hand. The other was digging into Ville’s small hip, guiding himself back inside him harder and harder.

Ville’s prostate was hit over and over again as Bam angled himself just right, making the man shiver all over from the amazing feeling that was caused by it, making him clench when he felt his climax approaching as Bam stroked him harder.

“Ville god, you’re squeezing the living hell out of me.”
Bam whimpered, knowing he wouldn’t last like this either. Ville’s muscle were so deliciously strong.

And as Ville let out a high-pitched moan as he came, Bam followed him within seconds when all his muscles tensed as he did.
“Oh god, Ville."
After Bam spend himself inside Ville, and Ville on his chest, Bam’s hand and the warm sand below, Bam collapsed onto Ville back, causing Ville to tumble forward and land face first in the sand as Bam feel on top of him, still buried inside.

“Oh god Bam, that was amazing.” Ville moaned, as Bam pulled out, rolling to the side and hugged him close onto his chest. His small frame still trembling from his earthshaking climax.

“I love you Ville.”
Bam brought out with a happy sigh. Completely relaxed and totally spent.

“I love you Bam Bam.”
Ville replied, purring and curling up against him.

Finally it was completely right.
**
“Ville?”
Bam asked, later that day. After the sun had set and they were together in the boat. They had made love again right before they had settled for the night. Actually, it had been more fucking than anything else, since the lust they had for each other after discovering this new way to have each other was making them act like horny teenagers all over again.

Now they were in each others arms again, reflecting on the day.

”Yes love?”
“Promise you'll never leave me.”

Ville sighed when he heard Bam’s pleading voice, knowing the boy was scared again. It pained him to know dark thoughts like these were on Bam’s mind so often.

“Bam…”
“Not even when you die.”

Ville had no idea where this was coming from, nor did Bam. All he knew was that he wanted some reassurance. Happiness was so easy to slip away from him. And now he had it, he needed to hold on.

“Bam…”
“Promise you'll never die.”

He voice was trembling, and Ville felt his heart weaken. He didn’t know what he could do to reassure Bam this was real. But this was something he couldn't promise.

“We die from living Bam.”
“Ville…”

“Bammie, sweetheart, listen to me. I’m not going anywhere. I love you and I told you I want to be with you. That’s the way it’s going to be. Now sleep, I’ll be here when you wake up. Always.”

And finally Bam truly relaxed in his arms. Ville figured he was content with his answer. He smiled and kissed Bam’s head sweetly.

“I love you more than you know Bammie, trust me. That I couldn’t say it never meant I didn’t. But now you know.”

“I love you too Willa.” Bam replied with a smile before kissing Ville’s lips and snuggling his head into his shoulder. It was than he heard Ville starting to sing for him. Softly and with
his deep voice vibrating against his hair. It was the most beautiful sound he had ever hears, and he felt all the tension leave his body.

“No one will love the way that I do.”
He sung for him until the song was over. Than he kissed his cheek one last time before drifting off. Eyes close and dreaming wonderful dreams of him and Bam together.

Not seeing what Bam noticed passing by the island.
What he passed by three times over the last two weeks in the night, as Bam knew.

It was a ship, close to the coast. With lights and life….and the room for two stranded man.
It was a ship. It was their salvation.

Bam should wake Ville. They should make a fire and yell. The ship was close.
It could save them.

But he didn’t.
A tear escaped his eye as he closed them. Not wanting to see what could save him. Not wanting to be saved. Not wanting to risk his dream being shattered.

He knew it was betrayal towards Ville, but he couldn’t do it.
He went to sleep.

Hi guys! I dedicate this as always to my amazing friend who made this all possible in the first place: Punksbitch! Plus I dedicate this one to my beautiful Angel Rakker, who was my dog and is now among his kind; the angels, since he died this friday. Rest is peace my prince.
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