"Bam, your cell's going."
"Thanks." Bam quickly got up, grabbing his cell from one of the Element managers. He checked caller ID surprised to see Burton's name flashing up.
"Terve, Burton, what's up?"
"Hei, Bambam. Um, things aren't going so well actually."
"Why, what's wrong dude?"
"Listen to this Bam." Bam frowned, listening carefully. He could hear Ville in the background shouting and ranting.
"We need you here Bam, he's having a meltdown."
"What about?"
"I don't know, he just can't seem to get the songs right."
"Shit, okay." He glanced over at the manager, scowling when he realised he was eavesdropping. "I'm still only in Sweden so I can be there in like three hours."
"Thanks Bam, see you later."
"You can be where in three hours?"
"I have to head back to Helsinki."
"Oh no, you have commitments."
"Yeah I do, call it a family emergency," Bam said firmly. "I'll be back tomorrow probably."
"You can't just go, Margera."
"Watch me." Bam flipped him off and stalked away.
@>*~
Seppo was waiting to let him into the building.
"What's going on?"
"He's an idiot."
"Hey! Just take me to him okay?"
"Follow me."
They slipped quietly into the studio where Mikko was shouting in Finnish into the microphone that connected them to the recording booth where a wild-haired, wild-eyed Ville was pacing back and forth.
Bam made out what sounded like, "Just sing it Ville, you've done it live."
Ville yelled back, throwing his arms about, storming around the booth.
"What did he say?"
"He said, 'I can't, I can't fucking sing okay? This was a mistake, I can't sing, I quit. I'm going to be a fishmonger or something.'" Linde translated softly.
Snickering helplessly, Bam grabbed the microphone from Mikko. "You're going to be Helsinki's only vegan fishmonger?"
Ville stopped pacing and span round. "Bam?"
"Hey baby." Bam waved at his lover through the glass. "What are you doing?"
"I... I don't know sweetheart. Everything is just going wrong."
"Hang on baby." He switched off the mike and turned to the others. "How long's he been like this?"
"All day," Mikko sighed. "I'm so fucking glad you're here."
"Let me in the booth guys, I'll talk to him."
"No, I don't think that's a good idea," Seppo said.
"Yes, yes it is," Linde said quietly. "Let him in, now."
"Fine."
Bam slipped into the booth, smiling happily as Ville strode over and wrapped him in a tight embrace.
"Missed you my love."
"I missed you too baby. Now tell me what's going on."
"I just can't get it right," Ville sighed, nuzzling his cheek gently.
"You?" Bam whispered. "Come on baby, you're the best singer on this planet."
Ville chuckled quietly. "Maybe to you darling."
"Well, you sing for me don't you? So my opinion's the only one that counts." He grinned as his lover lifted his head and smiled down at him.
"The record company might have something to say about that my love."
"Oh screw the record company," Bam said, making a rude noise. "Come here." He slipped his hand into his husband's hair and tugged him down into a soft kiss, tasting Ville with a happy sigh. "Sing for me?" he whispered. "Forget we're here, just sing for me."
Ville nodded and kissed him back quickly before sitting down and putting his headphones back on. Bam smiled encouragingly and sat down, leaning back against the wall under the window separating the booth from the studio.
Closing his eyes, he listened to his lover sing, the deep silkiness of his voice resonating through body and soul. His skin tingled, every song building his need. The need to touch Ville, kiss him, taste him. He had to resist, had to let Ville record.
He opened his eyes again as Ville started 'It's All Tears', desire increasing exponentially at the sight of Ville's passion. This song always turned them both on. Their eyes met and locked and Bam smiled.
"I love you," he mouthed.
Eyelids fluttering slightly, Ville shifted and Bam's groin tightened when he saw the bulge of his lover's hard-on.
"I want you baby," he mouthed, palming his crotch. He knew he shouldn't be doing it but he couldn't take it anymore. As quietly as he could, he pulled down his zipper and slid his hand into his pants, stroking his cock slowly, watching Ville's eyes widen and shivering as his voice deepened, getting huskier. Bam bit his lip, trying to hold back a whimper, jacking himself harder.
"Fuck!" Ville gasped suddenly, yanking his headphones off. "Okay enough, take a break, right now."
"Ville, now is not the time..."
"Right now!" Ville slid to the floor, crawling forward and batting Bam's hand out of the way. He yanked his pants down and swallowed his cock to the root.
"Oh baby," Bam groaned, reaching down to weave his fingers through his lover's hair, encouraging the slide up and down his shaft as his lover licked and sucked. "Oh yeah Ville, feels so good," he murmured, thrusting up into the wet heat of his lover's mouth. "I love you."
Sparks of need burned through his nerves, tightening every muscle, tension coiling deep in his gut. "Baby, fuck me please? I need you to fuck me."
Ville swallowed around him and slid slowly up the length of his dick, replacing his mouth with his hand. "Darling, I'm not fucking you dry."
"You don't have to," Bam gasped, fucking his lover's fist urgently, balls tightening. He was desperate to come if only so Ville would fuck him. Smiling in understanding, Ville nodded, jacking him faster.
"Come for me then love." Ville's other hand slid up under his t-shirt, pinching a nipple hard and Bam cried out, arching into his lover's hand as he came with a groan.
Ville knelt up, scrabbling to open his pants, pulling out his cock and stroking come over himself with a moan. Panting for breath, Bam turned over onto his hands and knees, sliding two fingers over the head of his dripping dick and reaching back to plunge them straight into his ass, opening himself quickly.
"Fuck Bam," Ville breathed, coming up behind him and grabbing his hips.
"Yeah baby, come on," Bam said eagerly, pulling his fingers free and resting his weight on both hands. Thick, slick cock slid between his cheeks, rubbing teasingly over the entrance to his body until he was gasping with need. It wasn't even like he'd been away a long time, or even very far but it didn't matter, he craved his lover, touch, taste, scent, everything.
"Please," he begged softly. "Baby, need you."
Ville's hands slid from his hips up under his body to his chest, the older man leaning over him and clasping him tightly, kissing his neck as the head of his cock pushed into him.
"Yes," he hissed slowly, fingers clenching against the floor, waves of burning pleasure flooding him as Ville pressed deeper, filling him completely. "Fuck baby, you feel so good inside me," he groaned.
"Lift up my love." Bam pushed himself up with a grunt, shuddering as sitting up pushed his lover even deeper inside his body.
"Fuck yes, oh fuck." He bent forward, leaning on the ledge of the window, cheek pressed against the glass as Ville buried his face in his back, fingers digging into his chest.
"Come on baby." He clenched down around his lover tightly, wanting to feel Ville lose control.
"Bam!" Ville slammed hard into him, bodies slapping together loudly. He cried out, a shock of pleasure shooting straight up his spine, cock hardening with desperate need.
"Oh Bam so good." He licked Bam's spine, grip tightening around his chest as he bucked and rocked, pounding hard into his ass.
"Yeah baby," he gasped. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw movement and glanced over to see the studio door being pushed open slowly. Linde's head poked round cautiously and Bam couldn't resist a wink and a wave. He giggled at Linde's horrified expression. "Hey Linde."
"Oh fuck." Ville yanked him back from the window and bent over him, thrusting harder and faster, licking a line up his neck to his ear. "Going to come darling, please come with me."
"Touch me baby," Bam groaned, pushing back hard into every stroke, heat building in his groin until he felt like he was going to explode. Fingers trailed down his chest, then stomach, sliding through pubic hair to wrap round his cock tightly.
"Oh fuck." He shoved himself back hard, crying out as pleasure erupted and he shuddered helplessly as Ville bit down on his neck, jerking hard into him, warmth filling him.
"My love," Ville sighed, kissing his neck.
"Mmm baby, that was so good." Bam dropped forward, resting his forehead on his arms, panting for breath.
"Yeah."
"Feel better?"
"Yes love, thank you."
"Oh fuck anytime baby, you know that." He groaned quietly as Ville kissed the back of his neck then pulled carefully out of his body. Stroking his hip, Ville tugged him upright again, sliding his arms round his waist to hug him tightly.
"I love you so much sweetheart," Ville murmured.
"Love you too baby." Bam reached back and stroked his husband's hair. "I suppose we'd better clean up," he sighed.
"Yeah, Seppo is going to kill us as it is."
"He'll be fine, you'll nail this now then we can go home and you can nail me."
Ville chuckled. "Sounds like a plan my love."
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