welcome to paradise

This story is again for Kasey, who requested a story with Sonny Moore from 'from first to last'. I don't listen to the band so if it seems out of character then that's why. I don't own anyhting but the plot although i'd LOVE to own the delicious Ville valo!


Sonny was bored. Bored out of his mind to be completely truthful. He was at an awards ceremony, he couldn't remember which one, they were all pretty much the same to him and he was wondering whether it was worth going to the bar and getting completely wasted or whether he should just give up and go home.

The rest of the band had disappeared somewhere and he couldn't find enough enthusiasm to go look for them. Normally he'd be flirting with fans trying to find a groupie that was worth taking back to his room for the night. Lately though, even the most stunning girl wasn't enough and he wasn't sure why.

He decided that the bar wasn't enough to keep him in the room full of posing rockstars, so he grabbed his jacket and headed for the exit, not noticing the eyes watching him or the slim figure that belonged to those eyes, follow him through the room.

He made it to the private car park without any hassle from fans thanks to the numerous security guards, and fumbled in his pocket for the key to his car. He heard soft footsteps behind him but before he could turn round to see who it was, something soft was tied round his eyes.

He quickly reached up to pull whatever it was away from his face but a hand grabbed his before he could reach. A soft whisper against his ear told him not to worry.

"I'm not going to hurt you, it's ok. Just leave it on and let yourself feel. You can trust me- do you trust me?"

Despite not knowing who it was and where this was going, something in Sonny told him he was going to be o.k and he slowly nodded his head.

Soft lips touched his in feather light kisses that made him feel light headed and wanting more

**Who is this chick? I've never felt this turned on from kissing before, especially not kissing like this. She's gotta be something special.**

He pulled back and cleared his throat in an attempt not to show how much the kiss was affecting him.
"Who are you? I mean, I'd like to know your name and don't you want to know mine?"

A soft chuckle, then the whisper was back. "I already know your name and you don't need to know mine yet."

"But..." his words trailed off into a moan as a hand rubbed his crotch through the fabric of his pants. As the hand undid his jeans and slid inside, Sonny heard another gentle laugh

"No underwear?!" the voice whispered "Very nice!"

Sonny couldn't think, let alone reply as he gasped and began thrusting his hips up into the firm grip now stroking his aching hard on. It didn't take long before the talented hand brought him to a mind blowing climax and he had to lean back against the wall to stop himself from collapsing onto the girl.

"Mmm, you taste delicious" the girl breathed and Sonny shuddered, imaging how hot watching her lick his release of her fingers must be.

Another kiss, this one deep and passionate, with tongues stroking against each other. He could taste himself on her and he found he loved the way it tasted from her mouth.

She pulled away from him and Sonny was about to complain until he felt a warm wet mouth enveloping his cock. He buried his hands into long hair and tried hard not to thrust into the willing mouth. Suddenly the delicious warmth was gone and a whimper forced itself out of his mouth in protest.

Something was pressed into his hand and the voice was back against his ear. "If you want to finish this, it's room 102 in the chelsea hotel, I know you're staying there too. Be there around eleven, come straight in and don't be afraid of what you haven't tried." A chaste kiss and then footsteps hurrying away. Sonny reached up and quickly ripped off his blindfold but it was too late, his mystery lover had already gone.

He looked down at the items in his hands. A black scarf that had been used as his blindfold and a key which he assumed was the key to room 102. He was a little confused by the last comment though, what was it he shouldn't be afraid of? It didn't matter though because now he had something to look forward to.

Humming to himself, he got in his car and made his way back to the hotel.

Five past eleven and Sonny found himself standing outside room 102, slightly nervous which, he figured was stupid because she obviously liked him so it's not like he had to try and impress her. With that thought firmly in his mind, he unlocked the door and went inside. Inside, the curtains were drawn and the room didn't look touched.

He jumped slightly as he heard the bathroom door open and he absently played with the scarf that he'd brought back. He stood frozen in shock though as the person that came out of the bathroom was nothing like he'd expected. reason number one being that it was another musician and not a groupie, and secondly because that person was a MAN.

**OH MY GOD, I just had the most intense sexual experience without actually fucking, with Ville Valo. I can't believe I got my cock sucked by another guy, how the hell do I get out of this?**

It was obvious his thoughts were open for display because Ville looked quite amused as he leaned against the doorframe, his kissable pouty lips curving upwards as he waited patiently for Sonny to finish his internal panic.

**Wait. Kissable lips? where the hell did that come from? Ok, so he's the best kisser I've ever had and he's beautiful in a slightly feminine way and it's not like I have a problem with people being bisexual or gay but..wow, his legs are long, I bet they could wrap all the way around me- NO!! I don't do men remember? even if they are really pretty with beautiful eyes and.......**

aware that he was rambling to himself, Sonny pulled himself out of his thoughts and eyed the Finnish man warily.

"You.. you're a guy." **Duh, way to go Sonny, impress him with your powers of observation why don't you**

Ville gave a husky laugh and moved into the room til he was right in front of Sonny. "Yeah, last time I looked, I was anyway!, thanks for bringing my scarf back though."

"Oh yeah, I forgot. Didn't know if you wanted it so I brought it with me anyway. Look, don't take offence but I thought you were a woman in the car park, that's why I let it happen but I'm not into men so I'll go and neither of us will say anything about tonight, yeah?"

"I don't think you're being completely honest sweetheart, because if you really weren't interested even a little bit then you would have left the minute you realized I was a guy. I get that you're a little freaked out but you enjoyed it right?"

He waited until Sonny nodded, somewhat reluctantly, before continuing. "So why don't you stop thinking about sexuality and gender and just go with it, see where it leads?" without giving Sonny a chance to reply, Ville captured his lips in a bruising kiss, pulling away only when breathing became an issue.

As he looked into bewitching green eyes, Sonny realized that he wasn't as bothered about Ville being a guy as he thought he would be. Deciding to do as Ville had suggested, he stopped thinking and reached for the smaller man, pulling him back into the kiss.

He moaned into Ville's mouth as teeth gently tugged on first one lip ring then the other and hands roamed each others bodies. He tensed slightly as a warm hand crept under his shirt but Ville wasn't allowing any hesitancy and quickly removed the offending article, pressing sweet kisses along Sonny's neck in an effort to get him to relax.

It seemed to work as a hand wound into his hair, holding him against his neck. Sonny wanted to feel more of the other man against him so, with trembling fingers, he started to undress Ville. It didn't take long before they were both naked and Sonny's nerves hit him again.

"I don't think I can do this, I've never done anything like this before."

"I know, it's ok" Ville soothed, rubbing circles on Sonny's back to calm him. " we can stop if you want."

Sonny took a deep breath and made up his mind. "No, I don't want to stop, I'm just a little nervous"

Ville gently pulled Sonny over to the bed and pushed him til he was laying down

He kissed down Sonny's neck, onto his chest, paying special attention to each nipple, then moved down, kissing and licking the inside of his thighs. He closed his mouth over the tip of Sonny's cock continuing what they had started in the car park.

Ville began preparing Sonny, swirling his tongue around the length, distracting him from the discomfort as he started stretching him.

Sonny whimpered when Ville pulled away but was soon reassured as the finn slowly pushed his length into him, pausing to let him ajust to the slight pain.

When Sonny had ajusted, he wrapped his legs around the man above him in an attempt to show that he was ready and Ville took the hint.

Ville set a slow gentle pace. Sliding in and out, hitting Sonny's prostate on every thrust which elicted delicious noises from him. As their climaxes built, Ville sped up thrusting in harder and deeper each time. He reached between them and stroked Sonny's hard cock, in rythm with his thrusts. Sonny groaned as he stilled, tightened, and came all over Ville's hand. Feeling Sonny's muscles clench around him sent him over the edge and he came harder than he'd ever done.

Ville pulled out of the delicious warm body underneath him and lay down next to him. He closed his eyes and was slightly startled by a pair of lips on his.

He opened his eyes to see Sonny grinning at him. "What?!" he questioned, smiling back.

"Nothing, I was just wondering if we could do it again some time?!"

"So, not as bad as you thought then?" Ville smirked

"No, definately not! but next time I get to be on top!!

Ville murmmered his agreement and Sonny let him curl up against him as they both gave in to sleep.