Poor Little American Girl

There was exactly 3 days left before Ville had to go back home. During the beginning of the week he has managed to fit in enough time with Bam and Nathalia. He laughed when he found himself making a chart of how to divide his time; it was almost as if he was dating Bam as well. He might as well be seeming how close they are with each other. Ville was sitting on the grass watching Bam try to teach Nathalia how to skate. She of course was failing horribly. Bam's hands were on her waist while she was holding onto his forearms for dear life.

"If I didn't know any better I'd say they were dating" Missy joked poking Ville with the cold Coke can. Ville laughed his famous laugh and took the can watching Bam crack up when Nathalia fell on her butt. "So how are things with you two. I mean with the whole..you leaving thing" Missy asked nervously. She didn't want to hit a nerve with Ville knowing how he feels about this topic.

"Uh.." he looked back towards Bam and Nathalia watching as Bam laughed at her failed attempt to kick off the board. "Things are okay, I think" he bit his lip softly and gave her a small smile. The air was filled with a small amount of tension, but it was strong enough to make them both feel uncomfortable. They looked up and watched the scene before them.

"Stop laughing I'm scared" Nathalia whined hitting Bam on the shoulder. Bam was trying to get his breath back, but kept on laughing.

"Asshole" Missy smiled helping Ville up and walking over to their respected partner. Ville wrapped his arms around Nathalia while she was still balancing on the skateboard. He rest his head on her chest listening to her heart beating. Nathalia pulled back and kissed his forehead.

"You look so fucking sexy" he whispered abover her lips.

"Thanks" she blushed giving him a soft kiss. Ville looked over at Missy and Bam who were pretty much doing the same thng except alot more explicit. Ville wheeled Nathalia over towards a more secluded area. He picked her up from the board and laid her on the grass, hands slidding down her sides causing her breath to hitch. "Ville".

"Yes"

"I love you"

"I love you too" he blushed kissing her fully on her lips. He lifted her skirt and proceeded to pull her panties down, but she was resisting him. "What is it love" he asked a bit worried.

"I-" she cut herself off and looked down embarrassed "I don't want to fuck".

"What do you want to do" he whispered stroking the soft skin on her stomach.

"Make love" she whispered back. Ville smiled and helped her re-arrange herself before taking her into the house.

In the room with the reserved sign on the door, the room where a Finnish rockstar slumbered, one could only hear soft gasps and moans. Ville's green eyes stared deeply into Nathalia's blue one's. Ville thrusted into her moist opening steadily not wanting to come so soon. He wanted this to last as long as he can make it. Nathalia's fingers slid into his hair. She moaned his name when he'd hit her spot causing her walls to tighten around him. "Harder" she whispered in his ear. Complying with her wishes he went harder.

He watched her breast bounce with every hard thrust. He leaned forward and took a nipple in his mouth using his teeth to hold it. Nathalia cried out feeling herself grow closer to her orgasm. She grabbed Ville up for a heated kiss. Ville pulled out and flipped them over so she was on top. He slid her back down watching her back arch in pleasure. He closed his eyes tightly knowing he wouldn't be able to last for too long. She was covered in a light sheen of sweat as he bounced her up and down on his erected cock. "Oh my god, Ville" she gasped rubbing her clit with her fingers.

Ville moved faster in and out of her feeling that familiar tightening of his stomach. "Fuck" he moaned. Nathalia leaned forward so she was laying against him. Ville's hands went from her hips to her ass giving it a small tap. She moaned against his neck rubbing her clit against his pelvis.

"Ville.." she sighed allowing herself sweet release with his final thrust. Again he flipped them over so he could pound away into her small and tired body. Nathalia cried out in pleasure encouraging his own orgasm to flow from him. Ville thrusted a few more times until his balls tightend. He came calling out her name, giving a few more weak thrusts until his orgasm died out. He pulled out slowly and removed the condom before collapsing on the bed next to her. He turned to his side and watched as a tear slipped from her eyes and into her hair. He wiped it away and kissed her cheek willing her to stop.

"Come with me then" he said knowing full and well why she was crying.

"I can't just up and leave Ville. I have a lot going on right now and three days won't be enough to sort it out" he voice trembled like a scared child. Ville nodded sadly and rest his head on her chest.

"But you'll come right" he waited for an answer but didn't get one. She had already fallen asleep.

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[10 months later]

Ville was on the phone with Bam laughing at the new and exciting stories he had. He was in the kitchen making a fruit salad with a small smile on his face. "Bam Bam you'll kill yourself if you keep doing that. Can't have that happening".

"Why not Mom" Bam snickered.

"Because I'll lose my best friend and biggest fan. Also, who am I gonna make my millions off of" Ville joked cutting the watermelon into small triangular shapes.

"You're a N'idiot" Bam laughed.

"That's why it's on my bum darling" Ville smiled thinking about the day he got it. "What else have you been doing besides fucking Missy, fucking with your friends, and fucking with your skateboard".

"Nothing really. Well I've been keeping up to date with Nathalia" Bam said slowly worried that he might have made a mistake mentioning her.

"Oh" was all Ville said. He stopped what he was doing and stared into his bowl of fruit. "It's alright Bam" he said sensing that Bam was worried.

"Have you spoken to her after you left"

"Not really. Just a few time here and there, she was always busy"

"Mmm" Bam said bitting his thumb nail. The conversation went silent from there. The only sounds were of the song playing on the stereo in Ville's place and the chopping noise.

"So-" he got cut off when the doorbell rang. "Bambi I have to go, someone's at the door"

"Ugh okay. Talk to you later"

"Bye" Ville looked at the phone and hung it up before walking to the door and opening it.

"Hi Finland".