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Don't Close Your Eyes	By : TaimaMarie Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 3703 -:- 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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Ville was surprised to say the least. He hadn’t expected the hockey player to make the first move like this. He cupped the back of Bam’s head, his fingers tangling in the curls there. Bam moaned lightly into the kiss.

Ville’s tongue battled his for dominance. After a lengthy battle, Bam relented, allowed the Finnish boy to win. Ville’s fingers tugged at his hair, just enough to drive him crazy. When they broke apart for air, Bam buried his face in Ville’s neck.

“That was good,”

“I try,” his voice as muffled. His hair was being stroked, and like a cat, he leaned into the caress.

“I don’t especially want to talk about the routine tonight.” The figure skater confessed. Bam nodded enthusiastically. He found his head being extracted from the warm place he’d found for it.
“Bam, what do you want?” that was Ville for you, always blunt. Always to the point. He couldn’t figure out if he loved that or hated that.

“Wh-what do you mean?” he stammered.

“Tonight. What do you want?”

“What are my options?” a pink tongue darted out and licked at dry lips nervously. Bam always did that when he was nervous.

“Tell me what you want, and I’ll tell you if you can have it.”

“To touch you.” The younger boy blurted. “To see you. To touch you. All of you.”

“Hmmm,” Ville purred. He nuzzled Bam’s ears, heard him whimper, watching him writhe on the bed, trying to get more.
“Are you sure that’s what you want?”

“Yes,” he nodded. “Yes, yes.”

“Okay, darling.” Ville sighed. “If that’s what you want.”

**

Hayley turned the page of her magazine. Outside, a soft rain had begun to fall. Yet again her parents were gone for the weekend. It was the perfect time to curl up on her couch, read her fashion magazines (which she would never admit to reading out loud) and drink her hot chocolate.

Just when she was safe and snug and comfortable, there was a knock on her door. With a groan, she tossed the glossy booklet aside.

“No rest for the weary, is there?” she grumbled. She answered the door.

“Hayley?” he was standing there on her porch, rain dripping from his hair. He was holding something under his jacket, protecting it.

“What is it?” she could barely speak, barely breathe.

“I had to see you.”

“Did you?”

“Yeah,” he pulled back his jacket and showed her one perfect, blood red rose. Hayley’s eyes went wide.

“Rake,”

“I had to give this to you. Tonight. Right now.” He extended it to her. With a trembling hand, she accepted it.

“You walked in the rain?”

“I had to see you.” He repeated. Hayley smiled at him then, and suddenly the fact that he was all wet didn’t matter. She looked so pretty, standing with the rose that he had given her.

“Come inside. Please,”

***

Bam was lying beneath him, pinned down by him, though his weight was slight. It was like heaven to be like this, Bam thought. So warm and close. Their hips were pressed together, legs and arms tangled.

The kisses were deeper, and deeper. The taste of Ville was intoxicating. It was a drink that he couldn’t get enough of. Their lips were swollen and bruised.

His hands were holding onto Bam’s wrists, holding them down. Bam wanted so much to reach up and touch the Finn. He wanted to feel his hair, his skin. It was lust and desire being denied to him.

“Please,” Bam whimpered as he arched his back, grinding into Ville just a little bit. Ville looked down at the captured boy. He nodded one, lifting his hips and thrusting into Bam.
“No!” he whined. “Without the pants, oh please, oh please.” He begged.

“Are you quite sure?” Ville asked, his voice hot and moist in his ear.

“Yes, yes, yes.” Bam gasped.

He couldn’t say that he didn’t miss the weight once it was off of him. He sat up as the figure skater’s lithe form slipped off the bed to stand on his floor. Slowly, tantalizingly, he bent over to untie his shoelaces.

The worn Converse shoes were quickly toed off his feet, along with the socks. Bam was finding it harder and harder to breathe with every stitch of clothing that came off of Ville’s body. He wanted it all gone though. He wanted to see Ville without all of the clothes.

He had no doubt the boy would still be beautiful.

The tight pants he was wearing soon pooled at his feet. He stepped gracefully out of them. Bam supported his weight on his elbows as he watched. The loose black t-shirt was stripped off next, landing on the pile by the blue jeans.

Green and blue eyes locked. Bam swallowed a few times. Slowly, Ville’s slender, long, white fingers hooked into the elastic of his silky black boxers. He pushed them off his hips, shimmied out of them.

“My God,” Bam breathed. The boy was standing before him, his skin milky and smooth. He let his hair fall in his eyes. Bam lay back on his bed and opened his arms.
“Come here. Please.”
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