Scream Me a Dream

The door had barely opened before they stumbled into the flat attached at the lips. Ville’s hands gripping Soya’s hips as she slammed the door closed, absently flipping the lock before wrapping her arms around Ville’s waist, pulling him closer as she stumbled back, her back hitting the wall, as Ville slid his hands up her waist and pushed off her jacket.

Soya’s own hands moved up from around his waist, unbuttoning his jacket and pushing it off his shoulders causing Ville to let go of her, very unwillingly, as he threw it off hearing it thud on the floor, before he pulled Soya up, allowing her to wrap her legs around his waist, her dress getting pushed up higher, as he leaned her up against the wall again.

Soya toed off her heels as she cupped Ville’s cheeks, groaning when she felt his tongue enter her mouth and his hands roam her legs, settling on the top of her thighs.

“Bedroom.” She whispered pulling away and unwrapping herself from him, pulling him forward.

“Soya.” Ville started as he followed her, wrapping his arms around her waist, stopping her just as she was about to open her door.

“I…” Soya bit her lip as she turned around to face him, “I’m not ready to have sex.” She admitted quietly, knowing that they were definitely going past the kissing and innocent touching stage they’d been at since they’d started dating. They’d both been slowly moving forward, Ville testing his boundaries with touching her, while Soya pushed her own and explored a side of herself she never knew was in her.

“I know.” He said kissing her lightly.

“But I also don’t want to make out with you with that damn fox staring at me.” She muttered.

Ville laughed as he reached forward and opened the door to her bedroom. “You should know that I don’t put out after one date.” He teased, walking her into her room.

“Oh, well, I never claimed you were easy.” Soya grinned, wrapping her arms around his neck as he closed the door behind him. Ville leaned down capturing her lips in a kiss once more, running his hands up and down her sides, before moving towards her back, searching for a zipper.

“How do you take the damn thing off?” Ville asked when he couldn’t find the zipper for her dress.

Soya chuckled nipping his bottom lip, causing Ville to groan as she moved his hand underneath her arm, tracing their fingers over the zipper at her side. “You missed it.”

Ville smirked, pulling the zipper down slowly, only to frown when he felt fabric underneath his fingers. He stepped back watching as Soya bit her lip, a blush staining her cheeks as she pulled her arm out of her dress and let the material fall to the floor, Ville nearly following suit as he saw what she wore underneath.

“Woman, you are trying to kill me.” Ville groaned, his eyes raking her up and down.

“I couldn’t wear straps with my dress,” Soya said with a frown.

“Don’t act innocent.” Ville laughed, “You know exactly what this is doing.”

Soya looked down at herself, fingering the lace of the flesh colored corset with the ribbon lace up back she wore with the matching panties, only to bite her lip as she looked up at Ville. “You’re right; I totally chose this with you in mind.” She teased, walking towards him again and slowly unbuttoning his shirt. “Why is it I always end up undressed first?” She asked, referring to all their other private moments where she ended up without a shirt first.

“Because you’re so much prettier to look at.” Ville answered, running his fingers down the back of her corset as Soya finished with the buttons of his shirt and pushed it off him.

“Really?” Soya said wrinkling her nose running her hands down his bare tattooed chest settling on the button of his pants. “Because I think it’s the other way around.” She undid the button of his pants, just as Ville pushed her down on the bed lightly, shoving her clothes that covered the surface onto the floor, before leaning over her.

“Oh! Wait!” Soya said, moving out from underneath him, reaching for the clothes he’d just dumped on the floor.

“What?” Ville asked.

“I have silk in that pile, Ville!” Soya said. “It’s going to…”

“Soya.” Ville laughed, moving so his face was in front of hers. “Love, focus.”

Soya laughed, leaning forward to kiss him. “Right, focusing now.”

“Good.” Ville chuckled as she lay back down on the bed, Ville hovering over her as he leaned down and kissed the side of her neck while her hands roamed his chest, only for her hands to push lightly at his pants. “What are you up to?” he chuckled against the side of her neck as he slid his pants off, letting them fall to the ground.

“Just trying to level the playing field.” She answered with a smile, before leaning up to kiss his shoulder. “That’s okay right?”

“More than okay.” Ville nodded looking into her eyes. “You don’t have to ask Soya.”

“I know.” Soya nodded, biting her lower lip.

Ville chuckled. “You’re still going to though, aren’t you?”

“I’m working on it.” Soya laughed, “What happened to focusing?”

Ville grinned, leaning down and kissing her once more, running his hand down her lace covered side, groaning when he felt the bare skin of her outer thigh. Usually when they kissed and it got carried away, shirts came off, but pants and underwear stayed on. He hadn’t felt the bare skin of her lower body since their ‘innocent’ bath a month and a half ago.

Soya gave a moan when Ville brought her leg up, bringing their hips closer together. She started to move against him, only for his hand to move to her hip, pinning her lightly to the mattress and stop her.

“That is not going to end well.” Ville chuckled. “Trust me on that one.”

Soya laughed. “Sorry.”

“It’s fine Soya.” Ville whispered, kissing her shoulder, his free hand coming up to trace her collarbone and move lower, his fingers roaming the top of her breasts, lifting his eyes to hers only to find her eyes shut and her bottom lip caught between her teeth. “Don’t bite.” He said, as he pressed her lips to hers. “I want to hear that moan.”

“Ville.” Soya gasped as his lips moved down her chest, nipping lightly at the top of her breasts, causing her breathing to become even more erratic than it already was, and her nails to bite down on his arm which she was holding on to.

“Do you trust me Soya?” he asked, running his lips up her cleavage as he watched her.

“What?” she asked, lifting her eyelids to look at him with darkened gray eyes.

“Do you trust me?” He repeated with a small smile, enjoying this side of her, enjoying that once again he was the only man that had ever gotten her to let loose this much. And if he had it his way, he would be the only man to see her this way.

“Of course.” She breathed.

“Come here.” Ville said, lifting her up and moving with her so they were lying at the top of the bed, her head lying on the pillows.

“Why?” she asked curiously as she felt his hands wandering down her sides.

“I want to do something for you.” He whispered, against her lips. “I’ll stop anytime, just say the word.”

“Ville?” Soya asked with a raised eyebrow.

Ville shook his head, not wanting to explain to her what he was about to do. He knew that if he did, she would have to think about it, and he really didn’t want her to think. He kissed his way down her chest again, skimming his lips over the lace of her corset, knowing he could probably take it off at this point, but hell if he wasn’t turned on by the damn thing.

He kissed his way down, reaching the bare skin between the end of her corset and the start of her panties while his hands roamed her bare legs, moving slowly up her legs, his thumbs circling the inside of her thighs, cursing softly against her stomach and feeling his own stomach clench as he felt the heat coming from the apex of her thighs.

He moved back up her body slowly as his fingers skimmed up her thighs, resting his forehead against hers, feeling her soft breath against his face as she took in shuddering gasps, whimpering slightly when he cupped her, his fingers moving slowly against her above her panties.

“Ville.” She breathed, her fingers digging into his shoulders, trying to grasp onto anything to keep her anchored, not quite sure what to do with the foreign feelings coursing through her body.

“Anna itsesi mennä, rakkaus, mina olen täällä.”(Let yourself go, love, I’m right here.) He whispered against her lips as she gasped, her hips moving slightly against his fingers, naturally finding the rhythm she wanted to find the climax to…something.

She ran her hands through his hair, curling her fingers at the ends, tugging slightly causing his own gasp to emit, as her palm framed his cheek, causing him to kiss it as his fingers pushed slightly against the swollen nub, causing a long moan to escape her mouth as her hips lifted off the mattress. He felt her tense as her orgasm washed through her, her breathing coming out ragged as she came down from the natural high he had created.

“Ville.” Soya whispered, her gray eyes dark and wide as she stared at him, her fingers loosening their grip on his hair as they trailed down his chest.

“Liked it?” he teased.

“Loved it.” She said her fingers moving lower, reaching the hem of his underwear only for him to move away causing her to frown at him. “Ville?”

“Not tonight.” He said, kissing her quickly before moving off of her.

“Ville?” she said watching him move towards the bathroom stiffly.

“I’ll be right back.” He muttered, running a hand through his hair as he closed the bathroom door behind him.

Soya brought her knees to her chest as she stared at the door to the bathroom in confusion; her frown deepening when she heard the shower turn on. Biting her lip, she shook the thoughts and the insecurities out of her head as she got off of the bed and undid the ribbon of her corset, letting it fall to the ground before pulling on Ville’s ‘Hanoi Rocks’ shirt and her black and white flannel pajama bottoms, blowing out a breath when she felt a slight wobble in her legs.

She went around the other side of the bed, picking up Ville’s pants and folding them, only to frown when she heard a grunt coming from the bathroom. Going over, ready to knock and ask if Ville was okay, she was quick to stop herself when she heard it again, this time quickly associating the sound, as it was quite obviously not a grunt of pain.

Biting her lip, she shook her head and swallowed harshly as the pain of rejection flowed through her. What the hell was wrong with her, that Ville would rather go into the bathroom to relieve himself, than allow her to do it, when she had been more than willing to return the gesture?

The insecurities and the confusion from when Ville had gotten off the bed washed back into her, mixing in with the rejection and causing a very bad mixture of hurt and anger as she turned down the bed and crawled in, her back to the bathroom door.

“It’s starting to get cold in here.” Ville said as he came finally came out of the bathroom; Soya squeezed her eyes shut as she nodded slightly.

“Mmhmm.”

“Do you want me to turn the heater on for the room?” He asked.

“It’s fine.” She said shortly, burying her face deeper into the pillow.

“Soya?” Ville asked, as he got into bed.

“Hmm?”

“Is everything okay?” He asked, his voice filled with worry.

“Fine, just tired.”

“Soya if I crossed a line-”

“You didn’t.” She said quickly, mostly wanting the conversation to end.

“All right.” Ville said slowly as he laid his head on the pillow frowning at her back and wondering what the hell had happened in the ten minutes he’d been in the bathroom. He wondered if she would welcome him touching her at this point, even if it was just his arm around her waist and decided not to push it, assuming Soya wanted time to herself to process the shift in their sexual relationship.

He reprimanded himself, wondering if maybe he should have at least asked her if it was all right to move that much further, instead of just doing it. Moving onto his back he ran a hand tiredly over his face, he would let Soya think and then they would talk about it in the morning, he told himself before he allowed sleep to overtake him.

Biting her lip, she heard Ville’s breathing even out, signaling he was asleep. Slowly and carefully getting out of bed, she pushed her feet into her slippers before making her way out of the room. She closed the door behind her and stood in the hall, crossing her arms over her chest as she thought about what she wanted to do.

Shaking her head, she padded her way into the dining room, settling down on one of the stools at the counter and picking up the phone, dialing the one person she really wanted to talk to about this.

“Diga?”

“Rose?” Soya asked, bringing her knee to her chest and wrapping her arm around it as she heard her friend’s voice.

“Soya?” Rosalind asked. “Hey! Que paso?”

“Nothing.” Soya shrugged, biting her lip. “Just wanted to hear your voice.”

“Well, that’s incredibly sweet, monada. Why don’t you tell me the real reason why you called?”

Soya sighed. “I don’t know.” She chewed on her bottom lip before resting her chin on her knee frowning at the counter top. “Isn’t sex supposed to be equal?”

Rosalind squealed. “Did you and Ville sleep together Soya!?”

Soya gave a quiet laugh. “No.”

“Oh.” Rosalind said quietly. “Well if’s not equal then one of you is doing something wrong.”

“Gee, thanks.” Soya muttered.

“Tell Rosalind all about it.” Rosalind laughed.

Soya bit down hard on her lip. “After Ville…” Soya sighed. “We were…”

“You were fooling around.” Rosalind put in with a laugh.

Soya nodded. “Right and well Ville…and I…he made me…” Soya blew out a breath; this was so much harder to put into words than she thought.

“Ville made you orgasm?” Rosalind asked.

“Um…yes.”

“All right, then why are you complaining? You reached the big ‘O’ Soya, what’s the big deal? Trust me when I say a lot of boyfriends aren’t that generous.”

“But I thought…” Soya shook her head as she trailed off.

“This is where I can’t read your mind Soya, what did you think?”

“I thought men liked it when…” Soya trailed off. “When you…you know?”

“What? Get them off?”

“Jesus Rose.” Soya groaned, feeling the blush rise on her cheeks.

“Well what do you want me to say Soya?” Rosalind laughed. “Yes, men like it when you jerk them off.”

Soya sighed, “Maybe I should have called Josef.”

“Okay, okay. I’ll stop.” Rosalind teased. “Yes, men do like it when they reach orgasm.” Rosalind said, “I’m sure Ville is one of those men.”

Soya bit her lip. “I’m not so sure, at least not when I’m the one wanting to do it.”

“What do you mean?”

Soya shrugged. “After…”

“You came?” Rosalind laughed.

“Yes.” Soya said rolling her eyes. “I tried to…um…return the favor and he pulled away.”

“Maybe something’s wrong with his penis.” Rosalind said without hesitation.

“Rose!” Soya laughed, not feeling the movement behind her. “Well, has Jyrki ever…”

“Oh, no that man likes having his penis touched.” Rosalind teased. “No, I mean…sure there are nights where he insists it’s all about me and doesn’t let me touch him. With men like ours, you know the tortured romantics, it’s normal Soya, he probably just wanted to focus on you rather than having the attention shift.”

Soya nibbled on her lip. “It just…” Soya shrugged. “It hurts.”

“Well-”

Soya didn’t hear the rest of what Rosalind had said as a hand grabbed the phone from her, she looked up to see Ville put the phone up to his ear. “Goodbye Rosalind.” He said roughly, before he placed the phone back in its cradle.

“Ville!”

Ville shook his head as he turned his narrowed green eyes on her. “If you had a fucking issue with what we did, then you should have talked to me about it and not Rosalind.”

Soya blinked at him in shock as he walked out of the dining room. Shaking her own head, she got off the stool and followed him, just as he reached the hall.

“Talking goes both ways Ville.” She said, crossing her arms over her chest as she stared at the eyes on his back, only for him to turn around and meet her gaze.

“What are you talking about?” He asked tiredly.

Soya shook her head. “You want me to talk to you, when you won’t even talk to me.”

“Talk to you about what?!” He asked, his frustration rising.

“Are you serious?” She asked with wide eyes.

“Yes, I’m dead serious.” He said staring at her. “As far as I’m concerned, I’m fine with what we did. You’re apparently the one that’s not, and instead of talking it out with me, the person that obviously caused the problem, you went and spilled to your nosy best friend.”

“You left me on the bed alone!” Soya said, her voice rising.

“I went to take a fucking shower Soya, there’s no crime in that!”

“It’s what you did in the shower that has me upset!”

Ville blinked at her. “I’m sorry, should I start asking you when it’s all right for me to masturbate? Should I give you a fucking schedule as to when I’ll be touching myself?”

Soya shook her head. “I can’t believe you. You have no right to be upset.”

“You can’t…I have no…” Ville shook his head before he glared at her. “I just finished telling you, not three fucking hours ago, that this.” He said motioning between them. “Is for us, not for anyone else, and yet you go and call your friend in Spain and share something that is obviously private between us?”

“Yes Ville, between us, not the world! We were talking about sharing our relationship with your fans! I didn’t think our friends were off limits when it came to the conversation and you act as if you didn’t tell the guys anything, please I know what men talk about.”

“Well apparently you don’t fucking know me as well as you thought if you think I went around all our friends sharing the intimate details of our relationship! Do you honestly think I would tell Jussi or even Mige that I was able to finally get underneath your bra for the first time last week?!”

Soya blinked back tears as she stared at him. “I didn’t realize I was such a frustration.”

“You’re twisting my words.” Ville sighed. “I never said that.”

“It’s not what you said; it’s how you said it.” Soya countered with wide eyes, causing him to shake his head.

“Just get in bed, we’ll finish the conversation in the morning, it’s too fucking late for this.”

“I won’t be ordered around like some child.”

“Stop acting like one and I won’t fucking treat you like one.” He muttered.

Soya shook her head. “I need…”

“Let me guess? To breathe?” Ville said with a roll of his eyes. “Fine Soya, go get your air, just know that doesn’t make the fucking situation go away.”

Soya shook her head as she grabbed her clutch from the ground where she’d dropped it when they’d stumbled in. “I would rather you not be in the bedroom when I get back.” She said quietly, grabbing her jacket off the floor as well and leaving the flat with a quiet click of the door.

Ville stared at the closed door in shock, before banging his head on the wall in frustration. “God fucking damnmit.” Rubbing his face, he went into the bedroom, prepared to leave and call a cab back to his tower only to shake his head.

Like hell he would give Soya the satisfaction of him leaving; she said she didn’t want him in the bedroom, fine he’d go sleep in the living room. He grabbed the comforter and pillow off the bed before moving towards the living room to sleep on the couch.

XxxxxxX

Soya stood on the sidewalk outside her apartment building, her arms crossed over her chest as she stared out at the street. Logically she knew that she should probably just go back inside and just get the rest of the argument over with. They hadn’t resolved a thing but the anger and hurt were still running through her, and she was sure, through Ville; as she’d never heard him use that voice on anyone, let alone her.

Shaking her head, she opened her clutch to find that even in the midst of Ville distracting her when they’d walked into the flat, she’d still been able to put her keys in the small purse. Walking across the street, she unlocked her car and sat in the seat, turning the car on and blasting the heater as she drummed her fingers on the wheel before taking the car out of park and driving down the street.

She knew where she wanted to go, she just didn’t know whether it was the right choice or not. With a sigh she made the turn and headed towards the quiet town of Sippo.