Only real men wear makeup

Just a short fic that wouldnt leave me alone and kept buggin me til i wrote it down, and well who am I to argue with Ville and Bam fiction?!!

Bam sat on the edge of the bed and watched the dark haired man carefully applying his makeup, red on the lids of his eyes and then rimming the beautiful green orbs with a thin line of khol. Ville put the eyeliner in the pocket of his coat and turned to his friend, who sat looking lost in his own little world.

"Bammie, what's the matter sweetheart? You look completely out of it today"

Bam jumped as the silence was broken. ** Oh my god, he looks so gorgeous with his makeup on.... oh who am I kidding, he looks gorgeous all the time. Why is he looking at me like that? Oh right! he said something,.... what was it?**

"Huh?" Bam said intelligently, looking up at the beautiful man in front of him.

**Damn it, how am I supposed to think when he's wearing those leather pants? They look painted on** ( AUTHORS NOTE- you know the pants I'm talking about!!!! yummy! anyways, sorry, on with the story!)

Ville chuckled slightly at the look of confusion on Bam's face. "I said, what's the matter? You've been spaced out now for a few weeks. Is there a girl you like?!"

**FLASHBACK** three weeks earlier:

"Bammie, I can't believe we've finally finished the new music video, it's taken long enough but at least it looks fantastic" Ville slurred, almost falling off the edge of the hotel bed they were lounging on.

"I know, and we actually managed to do it 2 days early, so that means we can relax, get drunk and chill out for the next 2 days before you fly back to Finnland" Bam replied wrapping his arm around Ville as the intoxicated singer once again started to fall.

Bam was not yet drunk, as unlike Ville he had not started drinking at 10am so he found himself trying to decide whether to drink enough to catch up with him or instead to sit and watch the amusing spectacle of a highly drunk Ville Valo.

As he sat contemplating, he suddenly found a pair of lips attached to his own. Ville pulled away from the kiss with enough time to say "you're my best friend sweetheart" before passing out. And the thing that bothered Bam the most, as he sat watching Ville sleeping, is that he wished Ville hadn't stopped kissing him.

** END FLASHBACK**

Ever since that night, Bam had spent more and more time thinking about Ville and that kiss and after waking up several mornings with wet sheets, he'd finally admited to himself that he might not be as straight as he'd always thought, and that there was a good chance that he was falling in love with his best friend.

" No. no girl, just thinking" Bam said with a smile.

"You were thinking? Oh no, did it hurt?!!!" Ville joked, throwing a pillow at Bam as he looked through the wardrobe for his favourite heartagram belt.

" Haha. No it didn't hurt, thank you very much! I was just wondering if you could help me with something."

"Of course darling. What is it?"

"Well, I was sorta hoping that maybe you could.... teachmehowtoapplyeyelinerasidontknowhow"

Ville abandonded his search for the belt as he tried to figure out what the hell Bam had just said.

"You want me to what?"

Bam sighed heavily. "I want you to teach me how to put on eyeliner cos I don't know how."

Ville grinned in delight "Is that all? I'm not going to laugh at you Bammie, everyone has to learn somewhere. Of course I'll help you."

He reached back into his coat pocket and pulled out his khol pencil, advancing towards the skater with a gleam in his eye that Bam missed, as he was entranced by the leather clad hips that were currently swaying towards him.

He was so entranced that he didn't even notice how close the singer had got until Ville was straddling his legs and sitting on his lap.

"Wh...what are you doing?" Bam squeaked, trying hard to control his voice and emotions- among other things.

"I'm sitting on your lap" replied Ville, as if it were something he did every day. "I need to be close to you so I can see what I'm doing otherwise the eyeliner will come out wrong." Ville leant in so their faces were only inches apart and started applying the makeup to Bam's eyes.

"Oh ok." replied Bam weakly. His concerns over what Ville was doing were soon replaced by the realization that having Ville this close to him was affecting him a bit too much. He started thinking of the most disgusting things he could think of in an effort to control himself. The last thing he needed was Ville to notice just HOW much he liked him.

**Oh my god, he's way too close to me, I can't handle this. If I leant forward just an inch, I could be kissing him. Of course if I leant forward I'd end up with my eye being poked out with an eyeliner pencil but still, it would be worth it.**

When willing his erection away didn't work (not that he'd expected it to) Bam decided that he needed to get away from Ville long enough to calm himself down.

"Um.. aren't we going to be late? maybe we should finish this another time." Bam suggested shakily.

Ville gave a quick glance at the clock hanging on the wall before replying "No, we've got almost 2 hours yet darling don't worry."

"Oh right. Hey I think I just heard my cell phone beep, I should go check it."

"Bam, your phone will still be there in a few minutes, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing's wrong with me, I just didn't want to miss an important call or something" Bam lied, hoping Ville wouldn't question him.

Just then, Ville reached a hand up and brushed some stray hair out of Bam's face so he could see his eyes more clearly. The gentle touch was too much for Bam to handle.

"Ville, just leave it ok, lets just go downstairs and grab a beer and relax before we have to meet the guys. I've changed my mind about the eyeliner."

"Bam what's wrong?" asked Ville, sounding hurt. "Did I do something wrong or hurt you somehow?"

"No, nothing like that, it's just... you know me, I can't sit still for very long without getting bored."

"Yeah, I forgot that, sorry sweetheart, I'm done now anyway" as Ville moved to climb off Bam's lap, he accidently brushed against Bam's denim-clad erection, causing a strangled moan from the man on the bed.
Ville glanced at Bam, shocked as he realized that Bam had been trying to get away from him because he was aroused, not because Ville had done anything wrong.

Ville moved back to where he'd been sitting, determined to get the truth out of the blushing skater. "Ok, I'm not moving until you tell me the truth. What is going on with you?"

Bam tried to push Ville off him, not looking at him, afraid to see the disgust he knew he would see in the singers eyes. Ville grabbed Bam's hands in one of his, and with an annoyed sigh, repeated himself. "I'm not moving until you tell me the truth and I have more patience than you so we could be sitting here for a while."

Bam knew that there was no getting out of this. Ville could be very stubborn when he wanted to be and there was no way that he would ignore something like this.

"Alright, do you remember when we were in Prauge, and we were sitting in my hotel room getting drunk after we'd finished shooting the video?" asked Bam, staring at the cover on the bed as if it were the most interesting thing in the world.

"Yeah, I remember, we'd finished early right?" said Ville trying to remember the hazy details of those drunken 2 days.

"Yeah. Well anyway, we were sitting on my bed and right before you passed out......you kissed me. I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since. I think.... I think I'm falling in love with you Ville."

Ville sat stunned, almost unable to believe what Bam had just confessed to him. Bam took the silence as Ville being angry with him and had to fight the tears that threatened to fall.

"I'm sorry, Ville. I never meant for it to happen, it just did. I tried to make it go away because I didn't want to lose you as a friend but I couldn't today. You were so close to me and I want you so much that it was too difficult to hide. I'll understand if you leave now and don't want to talk to me, I won't blame you."

Bam winced as the hand round his wrists tightened and he braced himself for the punch he was sure was about to follow.

"Look at me." Bam continued to look at the bed, too ashamed to look up. "Bam, I mean it, look at me" Bam looked up at Ville, the tears shining in his eyes, suprised when he didn't see the contempt he'd been expecting.

"Don't be sorry sweetheart" Ville whispered before pressing his lips gently to Bam's. Ville released Bam's hands, instead prefering to use both to caress the skaters face and back as he enjoyed their fist kiss- that he remembered, anyway. Bam moaned under the contact which seemed to break whatever was holding Ville back. The kiss turned passionate, two tongues battling for dominance, neither really caring who won, just as long as it never stopped, trying desperately to convey to each other all they were feeling.

Bam reluctantly pulled away as breathing became an issue. "What just happened?"

"Well if you don't know that, then you have a lot to catch up on" said Ville with a giggle.

"Very funny" Bam smirked "What I meant was, why did you kiss me? I don't want your sympathy and I know you don't have feelings for me."

"What makes you think that I don't have feelings for you?"

"All this time we've been friends and you've never even looked at me like I mean something to you, the only reason you kissed me last time was because you were drunk"

"I love you Bam, I always have. You're the one who's supposed to be straight, not me. Everyone knows I'm bi-sexual and you accepted it but you never even suggested that you might be. I didn't want to scare you away by telling you how I felt."

Bam cut off anything else Ville would have said by pulling him into the steamiest kiss he had ever experienced. "I didn't know. I hadn't even thought about it until that night, I've never been attracted to another guy- only you" Bam confessed much to Ville's delight.

Ville slid his hands under Bam's shirt, caressing the flat stomach and pushing the shirt up and over his head. He threw it aside and gently pushed Bam back so he was laying on the bed. Bam gasped as Ville kissed and nipped his way down his neck and chest paying special attention to the pelvic heartagram tattoo they both shared. Bam lifted his head to see Ville tracing the tattoo with his tongue and the sight was almost enough to make him cum in his pants. Pants which Ville were currently undoing.

Bam froze. "What's the matter sweetheart? What's wrong?" Ville asked, nervously.

"Nothing, it's just that.. I've never done anything like this before, I don't know what to do"

"It's ok darling, you don't have to do anything, just relax and let me show you."

Bam lay his head back on the pillow and tried to calm the butterflys in his stomach. He knew Ville wouldn't pressure him into doing anything and he wanted Ville to be the first (and ONLY) guy he slept with but he felt like a teenager losing his virginity again- which, he supposed, he kinda was.

He was so lost in his thoughts that the warm, wet mouth that suddenly engulfed his cock was completely unexpected. His very un-manly yelp of shock quickly turned into a moan as Ville put his talented mouth to work.

Bam threaded his hands through the dark hair and tried hard not to thrust up into Ville's mouth, not wanting to choke his new lover. His breathing grew faster and more laboured as he felt his orgasm approaching and arching his back, he screamed Ville's name as he came. As Ville crawled up the bed and over him, Bam realized that Ville was still fully clothed.

"Off." Bam said, gesturing towards Ville's shirt and pants while still trying to remember how to make his body move after having his brains sucked out through his cock.

"What?" asked Ville confused. He started to move off Bam as he thought Bam had asked until he was stopped short by Bam putting his hand directly onto his crotch and rubbing Ville's erection through the leather. Ville moaned as he thrust up into Bam's hand. Bam continued teasing for a while delighting in the mewls and moans that Ville was making and taking pride in the fact that it was him causing them until he remembered the problem.

He pulled his hand away causing a whimper of frustration and distress from the gorgeous Finnish man above him. "Bammie please, don't stop, I was so close" Ville begged.

"Ssh it's ok, I just want to see you. You're way too over-dressed for this" Ville quickly got off the bed and removed his shirt and leather pants before moving back and sitting on the bed next to Bam. "You're so beautiful, Ville." Bam breathed, almost afraid to move in case the vision of perfection next to him suddenly disappeared and he realized it was just another dream. "Are you sure about wanting me, I'm not good enough for you, I know that and I don't want you to regret it, I'd rather we stopped now, because it would kill me if we carried on then you changed your mind."

"My darling Bam, you don't know what you're talking about. I've wanted you for so long, I guess I hid it better than I thought. You're gorgeous and I promise you I won't regret anything, other than I should have told you sooner." Ville leaned in and kissed the younger man, gently biting on his bottom lip as he felt a tentive hand once again circle his throbbing erection.

The delicious whimpering started escaping Ville once again as Bam stroked him towards completion. Ville gave a gutteral moan as he climaxed, the sticky white fluid covering Bam's chest. He gave a soft chuckle at the look on Bam's face which was a mixture of lust, and shock that he had actually made another man cum.

Ville pulled away and started to get off the bed. "Where are you going?" Bam asked nervously **oh god, did I do something wrong? I knew it, he doesn't want me any more.**

Ville sensed what was going on in Bam's head and hurried to reassure him. "You've done nothing wrong sweetheart, I didn't mean to make you think that you had. I just thought you might want to have a shower to clean yourself off and we have to meet the rest of the band soon."

"Fuck the band."

"I'd rather fuck you, but I'm not going to pressure you, we've got plenty of time"

"Please. Please fuck me Ville, I'm ready, I need you."

"Are you sure, baby? we can wait if you need..."

"Ville, I love you but please just SHUT UP AND FUCK ME!!!!"

Ville giggled at the desperation and lust in Bam's voice and decided that he couldn't possibly say no after being asked so nicely. He coated a finger in the cum on Bam's stomach and placed it at his entrance. "Let me know if it hurts at any time and I'll stop. I want you to be comfortable with this sweetheart."

Ville took time preparing Bam, wanting to make sure that his first time with a man was memorable for good reasons, not because it was painful. When he thought Bam was ready, he positioned himself above the skater and brushed the hair out of his eyes. "Are you sure Bam?" Bam responded by arching his hips towards the singer. Ville took the hint, pushing his length into Bam's virgin entrance, hesitating at Bam's whimper of pain. "Do you want me to stop baby?"

"No... don't stop.. I'll be ok... I just need to ajust... keep going, please."

Ville pulled out and pushed back in, picking up the pace as Bam's pain turned to pleasure.

"Oh god, Ville, harder please.. need you so much."

Ville reached between them, stroking Bam's cock in time with his thrusts which were getting faster and harder as he became more unable to control himself. "Fuck, Bam, feels so good... so tight... so beautiful"

Ville came hard, coating Bam's insides with his cum. The feeling was too much for Bam and a scream was ripped from his throat as he shot his load, coating both mens stomachs and chests. Ville pulled out of Bam and collapsed next to him on the bed, lazily licking away the cum on Bam's body. He stopped when he felt hands in his hair pulling him up towards Bam's face.

"Stop that, otherwise you're gonna have to finish what you start." Bam said trying to stop a yawn that was threatening to escape.

"As much as I'd love to continue, I think you need to rest a bit first" Ville laughed wrapping his arms around Bam and pulling him against his chest.

"Mmmm ok" mumbled Bam, already half asleep.

"I love you Bammie" Ville whispered as he pulled the covers over them.

" I love you too Ville."

They fell asleep wrapped in each others arms and that was how the band found them when they came looking for them.


Oh my god how sappy was that!!!! It wasn't supposed to turn out like that but then again, my fictions NEVER turn out the way they sound in my head!! I hope it was enjoyed anyway. please review