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Period: 2004 @Tour with H.I.M
Published at: 2012-12-02
-Lauris POV-
Another night, another venue, and I still stare at this blonde beauty as he climbs the stage to do his 30-minute set. It feels like ages since we were on Tour with H.I.M and I confess I'm dead exhausted. Nevertheless, I'm still standing at the Backstage entrance of the stage staring at him doing his set well like every other night before.
I don't know what got into me, but with every day of touring, I felt more attracted to him.
Jonne.
His name is already haunting me in my dreams, and I know I would be better off getting him out of my head pretty soon. There are just a few more shows, and this tour is finished, and that also means that after all, I will barely see him anytime soon.
But I do not care, not now at least.
My eyes were fixed on his beautiful, well-toned body as he clenched his microphone so tightly. The little pink scarf around his neck, twinkling in the lights and making his chest glow with so much want.
His look is killing me. Why does my heart ache every time I see him?
I think I have already started to fall for him badly.
"Snap, snap, birdbrain, could you please stop staring at Jonne and tune your fucking guitar?" Akis voice broke into my mind and snapped me out of my longing. I send him a small smile and do what I was told to. We are the next to perform 30 minutes as a warm-up before H.I.M will rock the shit out of that venue. We are nothing compared to them over here.
All too soon, it's time to do my job, and I almost forgot going on stage cause my look is still fixed on Jonne's back as his sexy ass runs down the aisle towards the dressing rooms. Sweat running down this perfect body and making me shiver. His hair is a little drenched too, but he looks so satisfied with himself and too busy to even notice me. Fuck it! I want that ass.
I want it to be mine at least for one night.
"Lauri!" Eero hissed silently from the left side of the stage. Still playing the riffs of "First day of my life", even a blindfolded person could tell he's pissed cause I'm too late.
I catch one last look at this blonde beauty and rush on stage to do my job.
I can barely remember the words of the lyrics cause every now and again Jonne shaking his ass interrupts my concentration. Oh damn him.
I can feel myself getting more and more excited by every second this blue-eyed blonde is distracting my attention.
The next songs vanish like a rush cause I need all I can afford to keep myself under control. I know I can not have him, cause even if he looks quite gay, he seems to me more straight than anything.
Damn him, he's one of the biggest teases and turn-ons on this fucking planet.
I stagger over the stage, not really realising what sounds are escaping my mouth cause if I can not cool myself down, I will end up moaning my lyrics into the microphone.
Sweat is running down my spine and my temples, leaving me feeling like utter shit. That crowd was a hard case. They didn't really follow the rhythm and were more interested in keeping on chatting happily away than paying attention to us on stage.
We sucked.
We completely sucked, and I hate to feel like this.
I fucking hate it.
It's frustrating. I really need some good bed company tonight to get rid of my frustration; the next concert will suck even more.
Jonne, I want you in my bed tonight. But my prayers are not answered.
"Lintu? You little daydreaming boy, listen for once!" Eero's voice was getting through my despair and making me turn my head towards him.
"Stop dreaming of whatever. Listen, the hotel bookings have been canceled for tonight. Instead, we will rush directly to the next venue over in Munich. You got it?" I nod. What more is left to say? I'll be stuffed in that fucking van for the next few hours on the road instead of getting drunk and having some hot sex. What more can I ask for?
"I want to party and not rotting in the ice-cold tin of a van." I murmur more to myself than to anyone in particular.
"Lauri want some party?" Jonne's voice echoes in my head, and I feel him patting my shoulder brotherly, and I can not prevent myself from tensing at his touch.
"Sure." I try to sound casual as always, but inside I'm burning with lust.
I almost forgot to mention that the Negative guys are stuffed into our van too, while H.I.M is enjoying a pretty large and so warm and comforting tour bus.
That's the price you pay to be the damn support act.
"Afterparty?" Akis voice is heard.
"Yes, Afterparty!" Jonne assured him.
"AFTERPARTY!" I can barely manage to keep the excitement out of my voice.
"Who's having a party?" Eero wanted to know about interrupting.
"Keep calm and stop being such a coward, Eero." Aki nudged him slightly and watched Eero's face drop to the floor for a whole second before he composed himself and sighed heavily.
"Damn you, you better not party all night. I need my rest."
"Yes, Mum!" I call out and watch him leave while a bottle of Jäger is already being passed around the group of us. The crew started the Load-In a few minutes ago, and we watched them packing our belongings while passing the bottle around and started to get more and more wasted with the amount of empty bottles around our feet increasing.
The alcohol soon took its effect on me cause I started slurring by the time we were finally ushered into the van and drove off.
Just Aki, Pauli, Jonne, and I were left; the others were already lying all over the place, sleeping peacefully while we were playing stupid drinking games and telling dirty jokes.
I love being on the road.
Jonne sits right next to me, and Aki on the other side, but I can not control my head resting on Jonne's soft shoulder instead of Aki's, like usual. His caring and soft voice keeps me distracted. I barely talk at all, just keep listning these soft tones escaping those well-formed lips I want to kiss so desperately.
"Lets have a round truth or dare!" Pauli exclaimed and started spinning the empty bottle on the floor. It pointed at Jonne, and I opened my yet closed eyes to watch his facial expression. He tensed immidiatly pondering over the question of what to choose.
"Truth or dare Jonne?" Aki laughed terribly.
"Truth!" Jonne finally stuttered and observed the situation carefully with his eyes, not sure about where this would lead.
"Have you ever had a night with a guy!" Pauli blurred out.
My eyes snap open in utter shock. What the fuck is his plan! I glare at him.
My bandmates know I'm bisexual, but that doesn't mean they can spread it around the world like a new cooking recipe.
Feeling uneasy with every second as Jonne stays quiet, I can not help but stare at him, dreading to know his answer.
Was there any chance?
A glimpse of hope for me to touch his heart?
"No." Jonne responded very, very slowly. I'm not sure if he is telling the truth. It doesn't seem so at least.
"You definitely missed some major fun!" Pauli laughed and patted Jonne's blonde, soft hair with his huge hand as you do with a small child.
Jonne glared at him in disbelief.
"What do you mean?" his body stiffening up some more.
"Ask our little Featherhead over there." Pauli laughed some more while pointing at me.
My eyes went wide with every exchanged word, and I can almost feel how every color leaves my face.
ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS, PAULI!
I feel Jonne fixing his eyes on me in confusion. His arm started to remove me from his shoulder.
A lost case. I lost.
Pauli, you damn bastard! I fought down my feelings of emberassment and my gaze wandered over to the vodka bottle standing behind Aki's back.
I got my hands on it and started to ex it in one go. I definitely need a pass-out after that exposure.
But the alcohol just makes me feel more lonely, more alone. I kept my smile up and watched them play some more rounds till the bottle rested on my lap.
I sigh heavily, feeling so damn uncomfortable at once. tension spreading all over my body. We were all mostly out of it by now, but still, I'm unsure how this night will end.
"Truth or dare, Lauri!" Aki slurred, grinning widely as a madman with a cheeky smile plastered all over his face.
What is his intention?
What is he planning? I soon need to find out anyway, and I'm terribly afraid. What should I choose?
There isn't so much room for stupid dares here, nor do I want any more secrets to be revealed.
"Come on, Lauri. What do you choose?" he's pushing me some more.
"D..d...dare!" I finally murmur in resignation.
Aki's smile went even wider now, and I knew I had made the wrong decision.
Pauli started giggling like a schoolgirl and took another sip from his drink, his head red like a traffic light from all the alcohol already.
"I..." Aki paused, eyeing me with wide grinning. "I want you to..." he stopped once more. "I want you to kiss Jonne with tongue! We need some French kissing here!" he giggled along with Pauli, waiting for me to do my turn. I heard Jonne snapping for his own breath.
Oh my god, let that be a bad dream. How should I kiss him properly like this without getting carried away or ending up with a huge bulge in my pants for anyone to see?
I tried to compose myself, but it was a useless fight.
"Kiss Kiss Kiss Kiss..." Pauli and Aki teased.
I close my eyes and lean slightly forward. I don't want to see his shock wide eyes of disgust telling me silently that I'm nothing more than a little fag.
Our foreheads leaning on each other, I can feel his hot breath touch my lips already, so swollen from chewing on them with nervousness.
My head is beating in my chest like ready to escape any second, and I feel him stiffening up some more as the tension between us increases.
I want him so badly.
I fucking want him.
I want to fuck the living shit out of him right now.
My breath started shaking by now as I feel his lips crossing the last centimeters and crashing onto mine so hard and long that I got a dizzy feeling in my head. Pauli and Aki still shout "Kiss!!!" in the back of my mind as I part my lips to give him admission.
My hand finally resting in his neck, and I pulled him closer to intensify the feeling of sensation rushing through my veins.
His tongue, so lazy and loving, caresses mine with so much feeling that I barely think about where we are. I got lost in this so tender kiss, letting myself get overwhelmed with excitement as I force my tongue once more into him to explore his sweet taste.
A muffled moan escapes his lips in response as we start to get lost with each other.
I forgot about Pauli and Aki, who have already passed out on the floor, as I feel Jonne resting his tiny hands on my waist and pulling me back with him.
I groan in confusion. He tastes like heaven.
"One night in heaven." I whisper into his lips as his hands go to explore my chest, fiddling with my chest hair some more and trailing off to the south.
"Tease!" he breathes heavily as I let my hands wander under his ass, giving it a gentle little squeeze.
"I want you for so long, dear." I whispered while nibbling at his earlobe and hearing him squeal a little in surprise.
Seems to be one of his favorite spots.
So I started kissing and licking his neck some more as I took advantage of him squirming under my touch.
Everybody else around us was asleep as we got more and more carried away on the floor of the van, making out heavily with each other. The last thing my drunken state of mind remembers was entering Jonne and giving it hard to him as I almost passed out.
The sparkling sunlight wakes me up in the morning while someone is tugging at my bare foot.
Aki lookes horrific hangovered and grinned widely.
"What the fuck?" I groan in his direction, feeling the van still driving along.
"Don't tell me you fucked him right beneath us all while sleeping!" He uttered under his breath, still watching my naked body lying on top of the still sleeping blonde beauty.
I just shoot him a smiling glare and rest my head back onto Jonne's chest to catch another nap.
Who the fuck cares about the others? I hate a god damn good night.
The last thought crossing my mind before I pass out again.
After all, we wouldn't know what may happen in the future when the last gig is played and the tour ends.
After all, it had just been heaven for one night.