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Pretending	By : LittleMissDisaster Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 1478 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 1-Pretending
- 2-two
- 3-ch 3
- 4-ch 4
- 5-ch 5
- 6-ch 6
- 7-ch 7
- 8-ch 8
- 9-ch 9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
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~*~short and smutty chapter just because i was bored :D~*~

Roxy dropped her coffee mug. She could not believe her eyes, “You have got to be fucking kidding me.”
Jade grinned and shrugged with a sheepish Davey standing behind him, “Um, sorry?”
She shook her head to clear it, then launched herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and squeezing, “I’m going to yell at Davey in a second. I’m so glad you’re okay!”
“Define ‘okay.’ I feel like I got hit by a fucking bus.” He laughed and squeezed her back. He stood up suddenly and ran into the room den, turning up the stereo, “I can hear them breathing in the background!” he looked to Ville, who had collapsed on the floor, laughing at him, “Can you hear it?”
He nodded and wiped his eyes, remembering how fascinated he was with all his new senses after he got over his crushing depression, “Yes, I can hear it.”
Jade turned the stereo louder, filling the house with Godspeed You! Black Emperor.
Ville laughed again and went to help Roxy clean up her spilled coffee, “Was I that ridiculous?”
“Oh yes.” She sat down and sighed, “Now I have three babies to take care of.”
“I resent that a lot. I’ll have you know I am not a baby.” Frank said coming into the room, seemingly unperturbed by Jade’s new found fascination with the stereo, or the fact that he was home despite being at death’s door only the day before.
“Sorry, but I’ve still got to look after you youngins.” She sighed.
“At least he’s not dead.” Frank said, grabbing a banana from the table and going back to whatever it was he’d been doing.
Roxy jumped up, “He’s right! Fuck it.” she ran back into the den and stopped in front of Davey, “That was the most irresponsible thing you could have possibly done!” she hugged him, “Thanks.”
Davey grinned and left her with Jade as he joined Ville in the kitchen, “What?” he asked of the look Ville was giving him.
Ville shook his head, trying to hide a smile, “Nothing my love. I just find it remarkable that your attitude has changed so much in the last few days. You just made another vampire.”
“I couldn’t let him die! He’s the best friend I’ve ever had!” Davey protested.
Ville held up his hands, “I’m not saying it was a bad thing, and I actually have to thank you because I don’t know how well Roxy would have held up if Jade had died.”
Davey snorted, “I didn’t do it for her. Sure, I’m glad she’s happy, but I wouldn’t have let him die.” He looked up at Ville shyly, “I thought you were going to be mad at me since you went on and on yesterday about how horrible being a vampire is.”
“It’s done. There’s no sense in getting my panties in a knot.” Ville shrugged and tossed a wad of paper towels in the trash, “And it’s only been awful because I was so lonely.”
Davey looked confused, “But I thought you’ve been with Roxy this whole time?”
Ville sighed, “Yes, but before that,” he paused and pulled Davey out the back door to sit on the porch, “You see the whole reason I made Roxy turn me was because her master killed my boyfriend.” Ville spilled the whole sordid tale of being trapped in the box, Bam getting torn apart, Roxy turning him so they could kill Jean Claude and the fifty years he spent alone.
Davey’s eyes were wet as his lover stopped speaking and he wrapped Ville in his arms, “I’m so sorry.” He said into Ville’s hair, “You’ll never be alone like that again.”
Ville smiled at him, “I know.” He kissed Davey, “You have no idea how much that means to me.”
Davey only kissed him again and pulled him up, leading him upstairs. When they got to Ville’s room, he kissed him deeper, caressing Ville’s tongue with his own. He pulled Ville’s shirt over his head and gently pushed him down on the bed before stripping off his own and dropping it on the floor.
He cocked his head and smiled, new senses alerting him to the soft sighs and breathy moans coming from the room at the end of the hall.
Ville grabbed Davey’s hands and yanked him on top of himself, capturing his mouth in a brutal kiss. He moved his hands to the broad shoulders, squeezing reflexively as Davey ground their hips together. He gripped Davey’s hair, pulling his head back as he attacked his throat, kissing, biting, drawing blood and licking it clean before the wounds closed.
Davey moaned and his hips twitched again, rubbing their hardons together through the fabric of their jeans making Ville growl. He flipped them over, pressing Davey into the mattress as he kissed and nipped his way down the tattooed chest, and stomach, all but tearing his pants off. He managed a grin when Davey cried out as he deep throated his cock, sucking hard, just under the point of pain. Davey cried out again, hands spasmming in the sheet, tearing holes in the silk.
“Ville,” he gasped, “Ville please! Fuck me!” he cried, pulling him up for another bruising kiss.
Ville grinned at him, shucking his jeans off, “Oh fuck." he breathed when Davey sat up and slicked lube over his erection, using it to pull him back down between his thighs. He moaned, wrapping his legs around Ville’s hips as he sank into Davey to the hilt.
“Harder!” Davey cried, bucking his hips up to drive Ville’s cock in deeper.
Ville complied readily, pounding into Davey, loving that he no longer had to hold back. The headboard of the bed hit the wall hard enough to dent the plaster.
“Oh God! There!” Davey moaned when Ville hit his prostate.
Ville leaned down and kissed him, sliding a hand down Davey’s sweat slicked torso, pumping his cock in time with his thrusting, “Come for me baby.” He gasped, feeling his own release approaching.
“I love you Ville!” Davey called as he came all over Ville hand.
Ville followed him with a strangled groan and collapsed, resting his forehead against Davey’s. He kissed him softly, “I love you Davey.” He rolled them over to their sides.
Davey cuddled into his chest and yawned, “Is it just me, or is everything more awesome now?”
Ville chuckled lightly before falling asleep.

~*~Zacky called it, although i did come close to the "everyone dies horribly" scenario, and who knows, the story's not over yet. but the end is approaching, so thanks for reading.~*~md
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