Right There In Front of HIM | By : Morphine300mg Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 1696 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: A name like *this* denotes POV.
*Ville*
He had no idea what Bam was planning. The whole time they had been on the roof of the building next door, filming his intro to the concert, Bam hadn’t even so much as looked at him. Now they were in the back room with the rest of the band, harassing Vito. He kept a watchful eye on Bam the whole time. Waiting for the attack to come.
After a little while, he started to get nervous. The anticipation was both making him fear for the worst, and it made him unbelievably anxious to see what was going to happen. Bam still hadn’t done anything….. yet he was completely hard as a rock. He kept watching the younger skater. He was laughing and drinking with everyone, same as always. But he still could keep his eyes off him. He watched as a hand come down to scratch at Bam’s stomach, slightly lifting up his grey shirt, revealing the tattoo that adorned both of their bodies. Just the sight of that little flash of skin was enough to make Ville shiver. He looked up to Bam’s face, seeing him focused on something Mige was saying.
As time went on Ville’s condition didn’t get any better. Bam had still yet to even pay attention to him. At some point, Bam had leaned far over to spray paint Vito’s hair an odd shade of green and Ville was given a gorgeous view of the little hellion’s ass. ‘Great,’ he thought as he shifted his weight on the couch he was sitting on, ‘as if these pants could get any tighter.’ He silently cursed the leather confining his lower half and took a swig of his beer.
A blur passed by him and he looked up to see Bam sitting down in a chair a few feet away, still laughing at Vito. The camera man was focused on the fat man, who was now sporting a sailor’s hat. He turned away from the scene to once again focus on Bam. Bam was leaned back in the chair casually, with his hands on the tops of his legs, beer bottle slightly clutched in one hand between his thighs.
The thoughts that came to Ville’s mind made his face heat up rapidly. He watched the thumb of the hand holding the bottle come up and the pad of the digit slightly ran over the lip of the bottle, rubbing back and forth, beads of perspiration dripping down the glass and dissolving into the material of Bam’s jeans. Ville couldn’t blink.
The hand circling the bottle moved, lightly running down the neck to grip the base, then the hand lifted it. The opening that was just being carasses touched to Bam’s lips as the skater took a swig. It seemed to go in slow motion in Ville’s eyes as he watched the throat muscles contract as he swallowed.
He had to bite his bottom lip to keep in the groan that was forming in the back of his throat as he watched the bottle come back down to nestle once again between the blue-eyed man’s thighs.
“See something you like?”
His eyes snapped up. Bam had a half smirk, well what looked like a half smirk, since he was still not facing Ville. But, Ville could tell he was talking to him. He’d known what he was doing the entire time. “Little bastard,” he huffed quietly as he heard Bam chuckle.
*Bam*
With his smirk still firmly in place, he turned in his seat to face Ville fully for the first time that night.
“I may not be too subtle on a normal basis, but if I wanted to, I could have everybody fooled.”
Suddenly, something changed in Ville’s eyes. Where one second ago there was confusion and surprise, there was now something darker. Ville’s lips curled up at the corners in a kind of Grinch-like grin as he leaned forward, keeping his voice low and deep.
“I’m sure there’s a lot you could do if you really wanted to, Brandon.”
At the sound of his real name coming from the man in front of him, an involuntary shiver ran down his spine and the smirk left his face quicker than anything. Teasing Ville all night had made him hornier than hell, but he had pretended like he wasn’t. Except now he was even more uncomfortable, and the worst part was, he didn’t know if he could pretend to not be anymore.
“It’s almost time guys! Hey Bam, are we staying at the castle tonight?” Mige drew his attention away from Ville. He had to shake his head for a moment to form words to answer.
“Uh, yeah sure.”
He looked back over to see Ville’s evil looking smile widen as he stood up and walked right in front of Bam, facing him.
“See you after the show…..” he took a few steps backwards, still holding Bam’s eyes, then spun around and sauntered from the room. Bam couldn’t help letting his eyes wander over Ville’s hips as they swayed as he walked away.
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