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Love Metal... it's what?	By : KioraDragon Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 1627 -:- 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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Title: Love Metal... it's what?

Rating: NC-17 (it's very kinky)

Paring: VAM

Warning: If fisting and toys squeak you out, please don't read this.

Disclaimer: Seppo said I could borrow Ville and Bam has to be back in time for breakfast. So I can't keep them. This is fiction, any questions?

Summary: Plot... what plot? Ok so it was 3:28 am when this story came into being. My imagination likes to go places at such an early hour of the night. It was inspired when I read a quote: "Love Metal is like being fist fucked by a velvet glove." - Ville Valo. Ville shows Bam the meaning of Love Metal. X3

Love Metal… it’s what?

Bam whimpered and arched back as a second lubed finger penetrated his tight hole, pushing deeper and pulling out. The two digits continued their sensual dance, their owner reveling in all the moans, sobs, and whines they produced. Bam cried out as the slender rubber fingers lightly rubbed against his prostate. His muscles clamped down on the fingers inside him and his teeth bit into the inside of his lip. He barely had time to recover before another finger was added. It stretched him wider and the slight burning of his muscles helped stave off his orgasm. For at least the mean time.

Ville grinned evilly, it was fun seeing his Bam Bam so wanton, so desperate. Sweat covering his body, making it almost glow from the light of a pillar candle he had lit earlier. The blue eyes of his lover were almost completely black, with the faintest ring of blue around them. His dark curly hair was dampened into spikes, some of which clung to his forehead. Beautiful. It was the one word that Ville thought could describe his lover. It was his song, the one he had written for someone. Not knowing how when he wrote it, but now he did.

Bam whimpered as Ville pulled his fingers all the way out, resting the tips against the skaters opening. The Finn smirked as his lover whined and tried to push his body back onto his hand. Ville’s hand moved with the younger’s body, his fingers staying right where they were.

“Ville” Bam softly sobbed, his eyes pleading with his lover to give him what he wanted.

“Yes Bammie?” Ville caressed his skaters’ hole, watching as it twitched. A choked sob was Bam’s response to the soft petting.

“Please Willa!” Bam lifted his ass up higher off the pillows Ville had staked under his hips, hoping the singer would get the message and not make him beg any more than he already had.
Ville smiled down at his lover, still stroking around the stretched entrance. “Please what Bam?” His accent definitely heavier than normal. It was smooth and arousing, like velvet on silk. It made Bam’s cock jerk at the sound of it. “ There are so many things that I could do to you, to your sweet arse. You offer it up to me so nicely.” He purred right into Bam’s ear, making the American shiver all the way down his spine. Shifting so that he now sat back on his heals, Ville brought his now free hand up to Bam’s chest. His fingers played with the already hardened flesh of his nipples. “I could shove my dick up into that deliciously tight hole of yours.”

Bam whimpered at the suggestion, gasping as he felt the head of his lovers erection press against him. He tried to rock back onto Ville’s hard shaft but the older man pulled away. Ville grinned and lowered himself back down so he could nip at the skaters ear, then lick it in apology. “Bammie, you have been a fan for so many years. But you never really found out what Love Metal truly is.”

The singer pulled away, much to Bam’s chagrin. He reached out and snagged the stereo remote and a black glove off the night stand. Ville turned on the stereo and waited for his voice to come out of the many speakers Bam had in his room. Bam watched through hooded eyes as his lover pulled on the black glove. It came up to a few inches below Ville’s elbow. “ I wasn’t lying Bammie, when I described Love Metal: It’s like being fist fucked with a velvet glove.” With the last three words the Finn trailed his black clad hand down Bams’ side. The skater gasped at both the sensation and realization that that’s exactly what his lover was wearing. A velvet glove.

“Oh God.” Bam choked as one finger teased his hole.

“Now Bam Bam, don’t call out God unless you want him to watch.” Purred the singer.

Bam gasped and blushed at the thought, but it was short lived as a finger was thrust up into him. He screamed as the velvet covered digit brushed over his prostate. “Ville!” His whole body tensed and his lovers hand went to the base of his erection, he whined as Ville’s fingers put a stop to his orgasm. His breath came in raged gulps, trying to get his body back under control.

“Bam, you can’t cum yet.” Ville tsked “I haven’t shown you what Love Metal is” His free hand pulling open the drawer in the side table. He pulled out Bam’s cock ring, and showed it off to the skater before putting it on him.

“Ugh, Ville.” Bam whispered as he felt the tight constriction around his dick. His eyes clenched tight and his fingers dug into the bed sheets. Two more fingers were slowly added to the first. Bam turned his head and sobbed into the pillow. His muscles contracted around the slender fingers which were doing their best at teasing and torturing him from the inside.

“Ready for another?” Ville whispered, his hot breath ghosting against the skin of Bam’s neck, leaving a trail of goose bumps in it’s wake. Bam arched as yet another finger was brought up to his opening, the digit softly petted the ring of muscle before gently pushing in. Bam made a keening sound as the penetration forced the other fingers against his prostate. He bit the inside of his lip as his body quaked from the intense feeling of pleasure.

“Oh, Ville… Please…” He sobbed his hands abandoning the bedding for his lovers shoulders. Pulling the older man down Bam pressed his lips to Ville’s. Ville was more than happy to comply with his lover and slipped his tongue into the skaters mouth. Bam’s pushed against his, battling for what little dominance he could still get. Ville relinquished and let Bam’s tongue into his mouth. “So good Willa, love the way you taste.” Sweet and addictive. It never mattered how much Ville smoked, the man never tasted like cigarettes. “Love you Ville.” He whispered against the singers lips.

“And you’re so beautiful, oh my baby. Oh my darling.” Ville sang along to the music from the stereo. Kissing his way down Bam’s jaw to his neck. “And I love you, Dear Bam.” He said before kissing the spot behind Bam’s ear, the one that always got the skater to shiver, especially now. He wriggled the fingers that were inside his love and smiled against Bam’s shoulder as the skater arched. He could feel the vibration of the moan that went through Bam’s chest.

Ville lifted himself up, looking down to see where his fingers disappeared into Bam. He twisted his hand so it was palm up, grinning as Bam screamed, his body shuttered and his inner walls clamped down on his fingers. He watched as his younger lover took in deep breaths, trying to get them even and steady. His thumb lightly rubbed over Bam’s balls, making Bam cry out again.

“Ville!” Bam pulled the older man back over him burring his face in the side of Ville’s neck. His hips bucking up into the caress and then rocking back against the velvet fingers inside him. The skater nipped and licked at the pale skin of his lover’s throat and down to where neck and shoulder met. Sucking gently on the skin, he pulled back. Neither ever left marks on the other where is could be seen with out permission first. Ville nodded when he saw the question in the blue eyes, offering his neck to his lover. Bam also nodded, before moving back to the singers’ neck. But before he could start to leave any sort of mark, Ville pushed his thumb inside.

Ville moaned as his lover bit into the flesh just below his neck, stifling his scream. He kept pushing his hand further into Bam’s body, feeling the skater’s muscles swallow his wrist. Bam screamed against Ville’s skin again as the singers muscles rubbed against his sweet spot. He was sobbing and writhing under the slender body of his lover as Ville kept pushing and filling him further than ever before. He moved his fingers around, wiggling them before balling them into a fist. He pulled his hand back as far as Bam’s muscles would allow before pushing it back in deeper. A few more trusts had him mid forearm inside his lover.

“Ville…. Please, can’t take … “ Bam sobbed and bucked his hips. His erection, throbbing and painful, the head was a deep angry red and begged for release.

“Hold on a little longer Bam Bam.” Ville cooed and brought his free hand down to release his lover from the constricting ring. Bam dug his fingers into Ville’s back, whimpering as his cock was released.

“You look so beautiful, love.” Ville’s voice was gruff with arousal, Bam wasn’t the only one who was close to cumming. “How do you want to cum Bam Bam?”

“With you…” Bam took a deep breath, literally trying to fight off his climax. “Want you in me Ville.” He swallowed and attempted to get his body for trembling as Ville slowly pulled his hand out from his body. Bam wrapped his arms around the singer’s shoulders, holding on tight, and trying to relax his muscles so that Ville could pull out his hand. “AHHH!” Bam cried out as once again Ville hit his prostate. Clenching his jaw, he bit down on the sob threatening to escape. The velvet was slowly driving him crazy.

Ville’s thumb slipped free from Bam’s heat and the skater whined as his hole clenched around the remaining digits. Ville leaned over and kissed Bam gently on the lips,. “A little bit more my love.” He whispered and then kissed the closed eyelids, pulling his hand out more until his palm can free. “Bammie, breath in,” The singer waited for his instruction to be followed before he gave another one. “ Now breath out.”

Bam’s exhalation turned into a cry, as Ville pulled the remaining fingers all the way out of his lover. Bam’s hands grabbed tightly to his shoulders, and whined at the feeling of being so completely and utterly empty. “Ville, please.”

The singer poured some lube onto his already dripping erection. Stroked himself a few times and then placed the head to Bam’s hole. “Bam, can’t take it slow, love. Can’t go slow.” He panted.

“Do it.” Whimpered the skater, still holding Ville to him. In one smooth thrust Ville was in him. Both whispering each other’s names. Ville held still, using what little of his self control was left and waited for Bam. “Ville!” Groaned the skater impatiently and ground his hips into his lovers. Ville got the message and started thrusting, “Not gonna last” Bam panted and clenched down around the singers shaft.

Ville stroked Bam’s erection in time to his thrusts. He leaned down and captured the younger’s lips. Not five seconds later Bam screamed his release into Ville’s mouth. A few thrusts later Ville followed him emptying his seed deep into his lover. He gently lowered himself down onto Bam, waiting for his member to soften up enough so he could slip out of the younger man.

Bam kissed the top of Ville’s head whispering “So that’s what Love Metal is huh?” Ville grinned and crossed his arms over Bam’s chest resting his chin on them.

“Yep.”

Finish!

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