Even Your Shadow I Miss

Billie Meyers owns the song.

Even Your Shadow I Miss
Part Twelve

Kiss the rain
Whenever you need me
Kiss the rain
Whenever I'm gone, too long.

Bam opened the back door to his car and pushed Ville in, throwing himself on top of the soaked man and pressing his lips to his lover's carnivorously. He pulled way, turning to shut the car door. Then he turned back to his boyfriend, hooking his fingers through soaked belt loops that didn't belong to his jeans.

Bam's blue eyes asked the question and Ville's green orbs answered it. "Damn, it's a bitch getting out of soaked clothes."

Ville chuckled, sitting up and unlacing his boots, shaking his head when Bam grudgingly did the same, tugging his jeans and heartagram boxers off, digging underneath the seat for lube while Ville finished bulling his own jeans off.

Then Bam pushed Ville back against the seat again, another kiss searing their lips as Ville trembled slightly. "Baby . . ."

Ville shook his head quickly, biting his lip. "Just go slow?"

Bam nodded. "Always." Slowly, he slipped a slicked finger inside Ville, wincing when his lover did. Ville was always so tight, owed to the fact that Bam rarely topped. After he felt the other man relax slightly, Bam pushed a second finger into his lover, scissoring them.

Ville's eyes squeezed shut. He knew it would be worth it but, oh, how it hurt getting there. He loved it when Bam was inside of him, the physical actions matching the emotions in his soul. He felt Bam looking at him, questioning. Ville nodded quickly, gasping when he felt his lover slowly pressing inside of him.

"Bammie?" he whimpered softly.

"Right here." He felt lips press to his and he kissed back, letting Bam's fingers thread through his as he finally stopped moving. "I love you, Ville." He felt the whisper tickling his lips. "Tell me when, baby."

"N-Now." Ville answered, making a small noise in the back of his throat as Bam started slowly thrusting inside of him, small movements at first.

Bam started moving quicker, lengthening his thrusts when the tenseness started subsiding from Ville's features, when those green eyes finally opened, staring up at Bam with complete trust.

"Oh!" Ville moved upward as Bam hit that spot inside of him, the spot that made all the pain disappear.

Bam smiled slightly at the breathy whispers now leaving his lover's lips. Ville sounded almost female during sex, his voice higher. Finnish sentiments started filling the car as Ville brought his legs up, wrapping them around the man inside him.

Bam let go of one of Ville's hands, bringing it to his shaft. His strokes matched the timing of his thrusts, the beating of their hearts, the sound of the raindrops on the car. "I love you, baby. Come for me?"

Ville answered in a language Bam couldn't understand, but it didn't matter. There was only one thing his lover could be gasping as the pace of his thrusts and the movement of his hand increased.

Gasps and moans filled the car, barely heard as thunder started to sound above them, lightening heightening the excitement as they stared at each other, lost in the slickness of sweat and the feeling of being one.

"Oh, God. Bammie!" Ville arched his back as he exploded into his lover's hand, letting out another scream when he felt Bam release inside of him. "Oh God, oh God." he breathed, bringing his arms up around his lover as Bam collapsed against him.

"Leave God out of this." Bam said. "I doubt he's too happy with the situation."

Ville pressed a kiss to the top of his hair, soaked from rain and perspiration. "I love you so much, doll."

"Love you too, Ville." He moved, pulling out of his lover slowly and sitting up. Ville sat up as well, resting his chin on Bam's shoulder. "We should go." Bam said. "Before it gets worse."

"Oh, it can't possibly." Ville whispered against the skin of the other man's neck. "It's perfect. Because I'm with you."

Bam laughed. "You're such a fucking girl, babe."

Ville stuck his bottom lip out, pouting openly when Bam moved to pull his jeans back on. The other man just laughed, cursing at the difficulty of putting wet clothes on. Sighing, Ville did the same.

"Well, there's something good about the rain." Bam said when they were driving down the road.

"What's that?"

"No incriminating stains." Bam said, gesturing at his shirt.

Ville snorted and lit a cigarette.

Keep in mind
We're under the same sky
Kiss the rain
Kiss the rain

---TBC---

It was soooooooo hard (insert teeny giggle here) getting this chapter out. For some odd reason the smut wasn't coming (insert another teeny giggle) to me.

Anyway, teeny giggles aside . . . reviews?