Right There In Front of HIM

A/N: A name like *this* denotes POV.

*Bam*

‘Just ignore it, just ignore it, just ignore it….’ Bam kept the mantra going in hid head as his eyes never left Ville’s. He didn’t want anything to ruin the moment…. ‘Would be a hell of a lot easier if the fucking thing would stop ringing…….’

Ville’s serious expression cracked as the sides of his mouth came up and his eyes lightened with the laughter that was desperately trying to make its way out.

“Bammie,” he giggled, “your phone’s ringing.”

“Ummmm….” He quickly tried to think of an excuse not to answer. “no, it’s not?” the last part coming out as more of a question than a statement. He then mentally slapped himself before sitting up, not quite missing the wonderful feeling of Ville’s hips shifting under his as he did so or the fact that the movement made Ville bite on his bottom lip and his eyelids flutter, and fished in his pocket for his cell. Checking the ID briefly, he flipped open the phone and practically growled, “This better be fucking good, Dunn.”

*Ville*

Smile getting wider at Bam’s words, Ville watched Bam concentrate on listening to Ryan over the phone, noting that he didn’t make one move to get up off of Ville and the couch. This made Ville’s smile grow impossibly larger and slightly devilish as a plan began to form in his mind. An evil plan.

He lightly ran his fingernails along the skin on Bam’s sides just above the line of his pants bringing both hands to the front. A look to Bam’s face confirmed that his actions were causing Bam to react. The younger man had closed his eyes and slightly rocked his hips forward into the touch before snapping his eyes open and scowling down at Ville then shaking his head firmly, pout included.

“Sorry Dunn, what was that?”

‘Success,’ Ville thought as he tried to look innocent while Bam was still glaring at him. The corner of his mouth perked back up as he brought his hands up further, spreading his fingers across Bam’s chest all the way up to his shoulders before curling his hands into claws and raking them back down, nails lightly scraping Bam’s nipples on the way. This time, he was not only rewarded with more rocking of the hips, but a very audible hiss escaped.

“Dunn…” he could hear Bam’s voice raise an octave, which made his chuckle before the younger man coughed and continued in a normal sounding voice, “Dunn, can you give me one second, some little fucker (insert glare at Ville) wants my autograph and they won’t leave me alone.”

Ville couldn’t contain himself.

“Oh, Bam, I’m your biggest fan!!!!! Will you sign my boobs?” He practically screamed in a high falsetto voice, then fell into a fit of laughter. He watched Bam’s face turn red and then he brought the phone away from his ear, covering the receiver with his hand.

“What the hell are you doing?!?!” His voice sounded mad, but one look told Ville that he was trying to keep his laughter in.

Ville’s face turned serious once more, eyes blazing as the seductive smirk returned. He leaned up coming face to face with the skater on his lap. He grabbed Bam’s hips again and jerked his hips up, letting Bam feel his length. He leant into Bam, lips coming dangerously close to his ear as he growled in a husky voice, “What does it feel like I’m doing, Bammie?” He bought his mouth down onto Bam’s neck and bit, causing the wonderful creature on his lap to tense momentarily and then groan as he continued a steady rocking motion with their hips.

When Ville was certain that Bam had forgotten about everything else except him, he licked the bite mark he had made and then leant up, looking at the glazed look in his friend’s eyes.

“You might want to talk to Ryan, sweetheart.” He grinned as he laid back down putting both arms behind his head, acting as if he didn’t just make Bam incapable of simple motor functions.

*Bam*

**blink blink**

“Huh?”