"What do you mean you can't come?"
Ville winced at the pain in his husband's voice and bit his lip so he didn't give the game away. "I'm sorry darling, the record company are insisting I do this promotional thing."
"But Ville," Bam's voice was thick with tears. "I haven't seen you for nearly two months."
"I know."
"It's my birthday," Bam whispered.
"I know sweetheart."
"You promised!"
"Darling..."
"No, fuck the record company Ville, you promised me you'd be here." Bam started to cry and Ville's heart felt like it was going to shatter in his chest. He held onto his plan tightly in his mind even as he wondered if it was really worth putting Bam through this.
"My love, I'm sorry," he whispered. "You know I'd never do this if it wasn't important for the band."
"That's so unfair baby, you know perfectly well I'd do anything for the band."
"And I love you so much for it Bam. I'll make it up to you my darling, I promise."
"You promised you'd be here for my birthday too."
Ville gasped, pain hitting him right in the chest. "Bam..."
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it," Bam whispered. "You'd better really, really make this up to me Ville."
"I will Bam. I really am so sorry, you know that."
"I know."
"I love you."
"Yeah."
Ville bit back tears. "Bam?"
Bam sighed heavily. "I love you too baby, you know that."
"I just needed to hear it."
"Yeah I know. I'm sorry."
"Me too."
@>*~
Tosh had met him at the airport and driven him to the club the team would drag Bam to that evening. It really was a sneaky plan but one he hoped his husband would appreciate considering the pain he'd put them both through. He'd made arrangements with the owner of the club and everything was ready. Now he just had to change and wait.
@>*~
He was sitting in the small private room waiting when he heard voices outside.
"Look Tosh, I really appreciate the thought, seriously," Bam said, "But I don't want..."
"Just go and enjoy yourself man, it's all paid for. The guys will be hurt if you don't, they put a lot of thought into this," Tosh said.
"A lot of thought into a lapdance?" Bam snorted.
"Shut up." The door opened and Bam was shoved into the room. He sighed, not looking up.
"Look man," he said. "No offence but if it's all paid for, you won't mind if I wait a couple of minutes and just leave."
"Are you sure that's what you want?" Ville asked softly.
Bam looked up, jaw dropping, his expression one of complete shock. "Baby?" he squeaked.
Ville got up from the chair and walked slowly across that room, hips swaying in tight leather pants that he knew Bam loved to see him in.
"Oh fuck baby," Bam gasped, reaching out for him.
"Now Bam, don't you remember the rules?" Ville tutted, moving out of the way.
"Rules? Bam whispered, licking his lips.
"You can look," Ville moved to lean against the wall, arching his back to emphasise his crotch where his dick was already trying to force its way out of his pants. "But you can't touch."
"Oh fuck," Bam breathed. "But baby..."
"Bam, do as you're told, go and sit down and enjoy your birthday present."
"Yes baby." Bam stumbled across the room and sat in the chair, looking up at him expectantly.
Stalking towards his lover again, Ville stopped just in front of him and bent forward to inhale the scent of him. After so long apart, it was all he could do to not just climb into Bam's lap and kiss and touch and fuck but that would come and the tease would make it even better.
Bam's crotch was bulging already, his lips parted as he panted quietly, watching him avidly.
Swaying slowly to the soft music playing in the background, Ville started to strip, undoing his shirt teasingly. Eyes fixing on his chest, Bam groaned quietly as he slid it off one shoulder, then the other. His skin glowed white in the UV light, his tattoos a sharp contrast, black etched into his skin.
Cock throbbing in anticipation, he bent over again, resting his hands on the arms of the chair so he could stroke his cheek across Bam's and lick his ear.
"Missed you so much darling," he whispered, smiling as the younger man swallowed audibly and shivered. "Missed your touch, your mouth, your sweet skin I just want to lick all over."
"Baby fuck," Bam groaned. "Please let me touch you."
Ville pulled back and shook his head. "No my love."
"But..."
"Patience." He grinned as Bam grunted in frustration then nodded.
"You know you love it when I tease you," he whispered, running fingertips over his chest, tracing the tattoo round his nipple slowly, moaning softly as lust shivered across his skin, need coiling in his gut from the heat in his husband's eyes. Pinching his nipple hard, Ville gasped and knelt on the chair, straddling Bam but touching as little of him as possible.
"Fuck, Ville baby, you're so sexy," Bam breathed. "Let me see you. I'm so hard for you right now, at least let me see your cock."
Biting his lip for control, Ville nodded, popping his button then sliding the zipper down until the pulse of his cock pushed it out, hard and leaking.
Bam reached for it and he grabbed his hand, pushing it back against the chair.
"Bad boy," he whispered, leaning in a kissing his husband quickly, groaning quietly at the press of his cock against Bam's t-shirt covered stomach.
"Can't take it baby, please," Bam whimpered, hips arching up against him, cock pressing into his balls.
"Fuck," Ville gasped. It was too much and he knew it, they'd been apart too long for such prolonged teasing. "Take your shirt off love," he said hurriedly.
"Oh fuck it's about time," Bam muttered, ripping his t-shirt over his head.
Ville stopped him going any further, pushing his arms back against the chair.
"Baby?"
"Hush." He leaned in again, kissing his husband deep and hard, tongue sliding into his mouth as he pressed his dick into the smooth skin of his stomach. Bam rocked up against him, whimpering desperately into his mouth. His precome spread over Bam's belly, easing the stroke against him and he thrust harder.
"Baby please," Bam groaned, struggling against his grip. "At least let me suck you off baby, please I want to taste you so bad."
"Fuck," Ville moaned, groin tightening urgently. He let go of Bam's arms and knelt up, bracing himself on the back of the chair as his lover slid down, cupped his ass and pulled him forward. Hot mouth engulfed his cock, swallowing him straight down and he cried out, too close to the edge to control himself. Convulsing over his lover, he shot down his throat, moaning his name as he came hard. Bam swallowed and swallowed until he was too sensitive and he eased back to sit in the younger man's lap.
"Now that's a birthday present," Bam sighed happily.
Chuckling, Ville kissed him gently. "Thank you darling but it's your turn now."
"My turn? Baby, I hate to break it to you but I came in my pants."
"You did?"
"Fuck yeah, that was so hot Ville and I needed you too much. The taste of your come was just..." he sighed again, grinning at him.
Ville knew he was looking a little smug but he couldn't help it. Bam poked him.
"What do you say we go back to the hotel and really celebrate my birthday?"
"Sounds like a plan my love," Ville agreed with a leer. He stood up and tucked himself back into his pants, slipping his shirt back on while Bam wiped his stomach and put his t-shirt back on.
"Hey," Bam said softly, smiling at him. He held out his hand and Ville took it, letting himself be tugged forward into a tight hug.
"Hi," he whispered, smiling down at his lover.
"I can't believe you made me think you weren't coming."
"I know, I'm sorry," Ville said, kissing him gently. "I wanted to really surprise you but I'm sorry I hurt you."
"Oh I forgive you baby, definitely," Bam chuckled and shook his head. "Even though you were truly evil."
"Happy birthday sweetheart."
"Thank you. I love you baby, so much."
"I love you too my darling Bam."
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