How I Met You - Adam/Tommy, 20/?
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moodwriterTitle: How I Met You, Part Twenty
Author: moodwriter
Beta:aislinntlc
Genre: angst, romance, high school AU
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Word Count: 2600 words (this part)
Rating: NC-17 (this part)
Warnings: language, sexual scenes
Summary: Adam has done something stupid, and the whole school laughs at him. Tommy has just moved to San Diego with his parents, and he chooses the outcast over popularity because that's just his way.
Disclaimer: AU liberates me from my responsibility to tell you that this is not real. :D Mwahahahaaaaa. Anyway, this is fiction.
Prompt: College and HS AUs are my fav! But that's all I got lol So that wasvegas1024's prompt for me way back when. I've been slowly writing all these prompts, and this one gets its chance now. Hopefully you'll like it. :)
How I Met You, Part Twenty
When the bathwater started to get cold Adam let some of it out, and then switched the shower on again. He did all that with his feet, Tommy still in his lap, and it made Tommy laugh.
"You do that a lot?" he asked, looking at Adam.
"My hands are often full, and one day I just decided that my feet are not just for walking." Adam stroked his arm, a warm smile on his face. "I have mad skills."
Tommy snorted. "I bet you do."
They lay in the bath for a long time, so long that Tommy's head started to spin and the heat made him exhausted. Adam helped him up, washed all the lingering soap off his skin with slightly colder water, and then wrapped a huge towel around his body. Tommy hid in it, barely standing on his feet, and when Adam was ready to go he took Tommy's hand and pulled him to his room.
Adam pulled the cover off the bed, not letting go of Tommy, and then pushed the blanket out of the way too. "Is it lame if I want to cuddle?" Adam asked, cautious.
Any wall that could've been forming between them would've crumbled right then and there. Tommy just stared at Adam, knowing there was nothing protecting him right now. He was so grateful Adam was showing him the same unprotected face. "The opposite," he said, letting Adam push him down on the bed, letting him pull their towels out of the way, and then there was nothing but warm skin against his own, and it felt so good.
Tommy lay on his back, Adam partly on top of him, but not crushing him. It was wonderful to slide his hands down Adam's back and sides. He had the right to touch him. "Am I ever gonna get used to this?"
"Having someone?" Adam was staring at him, fingers in his hair.
"Yeah... That you like me back."
Adam bit his lips, clearly trying to hold back the emotions.
"It's like I have to rethink everything I've thought so far about myself, that if someone like you wants to be with me then I can't be a total fuck up, but at the same time... I'm sure you'll figure out at some point I'm not what you want." He didn't know where the courage to say all this came from. He wanted Adam to know everything because he didn't want secrets that could slowly eat away all the good things they had. He didn't want to be the reason that would end this. He wanted it to last.
Adam kissed his chin, and then stayed there, so close. "You know... I'm sure it's not gonna be perfect. I don't want perfect. I want what you offer, and I want to offer you everything. I'm here to stay... If you want me." He bit Tommy's chin next, then smiled a brilliant happy smile. "I mean it. I really truly mean it, and it's so weird. I see the future, and you're in it. Everywhere I turn, you're in it. I'mma share it with you."
The funny thing was he believed Adam. "Kiss me."
Adam took hold of his jaw, tilted his head, and touched his mouth with his own, light like Tommy was something precious that might break under his touch.
And that's how it continued, that's how Adam made him feel when he kissed Tommy's neck, the hollow of his throat, his collarbones, and then pulled Tommy's hand close to his mouth, kissing the knuckles, too, watching him.
"You're seriously mushy," Tommy said, his voice weak.
"You love it." Adam's lips brushed his fingers when he spoke.
He did. "Gonna make sweet love to me then?" he asked, teasing, and meaning every word.
The smile that spread on Adam's face nearly killed him. "That's right. Slow." Adam emphasized the words by moving, thrusting against Tommy, gentle and slow, and Tommy arched his neck back because holy shit, he was hard.
"Like that," Adam said, still moving, taking Tommy's hands in his, and kissing the side of Tommy's mouth.
"Yeah..." He breathed the word into Adam's mouth, and then they were kissing again, slow still, exploring each other.
When Adam pulled back they were both breathing heavy shallow breaths, staring, their mouths open. "Tell me if it's too much," Adam said, and went down on Tommy, spreading his legs wide with his hands on Tommy's knees.
Adam licked the length of his cock, but then sank lower, kissing and licking his balls before lifting Tommy's hips off the mattress, and licking his hole. Tommy was glad nobody was home because he honest to fucking god screamed, fisting the sheets, twisting them when Adam pushed his tongue inside him, starting to fuck him with it, then licking all over, kissing, so eager it could be nothing but pure want.
Adam pushed a finger inside him along with his tongue, and Tommy couldn't stay still, couldn't stop from trying to move with Adam. It felt too damn good.
It took him awhile to realize he was saying words, begging, asking for more, and when he did, he opened his eyes, watched Adam work him open, wet, ready, and he nearly came from just that. "Oh fuck... stop." He grabbed Adam's hair, squirming because right at that moment Adam crooked his finger, spread him wider, and hit that spot inside him. He saw fucking stars. "Whoaa... wait!"
Adam pulled back, a debauched look on his face, and he found the lube he'd taken with him from the bathroom and smeared it all over his dick and then pushed two fingers inside Tommy, stretching him a little more.
He couldn't do anything but take it because otherwise it would've been too much, and he would've come, but then Adam moved, guided himself to the right place, and took Tommy's hands, freed them from the sheets and pushed them beside his head.
They were looking at each other when Adam pushed in, just a bit, just enough to make Tommy lose his breath, and then they moved together, Tommy pushing with his legs, Adam holding him closer to get more leverage.
Adam was heavy and strong and ruled his fucking universe when he opened Tommy up, slowly penetrating him until there was nowhere to go, until he was fully sheathed. Then he stayed still, watching Tommy like he wanted to make sure everything was alright.
Tommy didn't know what to do, how to take it. It was too much and not enough and everything in between. He couldn't even breathe around the full feeling.
"I might die," Adam said, a soft laugh escaping his lips.
He nodded because nothing had prepared him for this.
"Can I move? Please?"
He didn't know if he could make words happen, but he nodded again, biting his lip hard.
When Adam pulled out a little and moved back in a part of his brain shut down, and he didn't care one bit how loud he got because it felt weird-good, and he couldn't hold back.
Adam laughed next to his ear, sweaty forehead pressing against the side of Tommy's head. "Good?"
He wanted to hold onto Adam so he pushed at Adam's hands, begging for him to let go, and he did, his fingers curling in Tommy's hair instead. Tommy dug his nails into Adam's back, holding on tight, needing it because he was losing himself, losing everything.
"You feel so god damn amazing," Adam whispered, thrusting into him again, and it shattered Tommy, broke every idea he'd ever had of himself, made him wide open to the connection between them, and all he could do was hold onto Adam and hope it wouldn't be too much.
Then Adam pushed back his hair, wiped sweat off his forehead, and looked at him when he rocked his hips, short sharp thrusts driving Tommy closer to the edge. "I've got you," Adam said, kissing his lips, soft and sweet. "Love you. Everything about you."
That made him arch up, push with his feet, with his body, so much that Adam had to hold him down, and it made everything in him gather into one clear spot of energy and then he was coming, completely lost in it, Adam's fingers stroking his forehead and cheeks.
One more hard movement of Adam's hips and he tensed too, coming inside Tommy, a pain-pleasure expression on his face, his eyes squeezed closed.
"Oh my god..." Adam said against his neck, heavy on top of him, still inside him but getting soft. "Oh my god..."
He would either laugh or cry because he had to let the feeling out or he would suffocate. He chose to laugh, his arms around Adam's neck.
"We made a mess," Adam said, taking most of his weight off Tommy, looking at him. He'd slipped out when he moved, and everything felt weird. Tommy's thigh muscles were killing him, and he didn't even know if he could walk. He didn't want to try. "Are you okay?" Adam asked, then kissed his nose.
He didn't want to talk. It was just too weird.
"Would you mind if I looked at you?" Adam's eyes were almost black, but full of love and trust. "Say no if the idea makes you uncomfortable."
Tommy shrugged. He still didn't have any idea how to use his voice.
"Can I turn you on your stomach?" Adam pecked his lips.
God, this was going to kill him. "Yeah, okay," he finally managed to say.
Adam was very gentle and careful when he turned Tommy around, then he kissed and licked his spine, hands sliding over his sides.
Tommy buried his face in a pillow, putting his arms under it. He tried to breathe.
Adam's hands spread his ass cheeks and he knew he was blushing.
"I think I'm a little crazy," Adam said, his breath close to Tommy's skin. "I want to lick you again. Seriously. You're so tiny and pretty."
Tommy hit his head against the pillow, biting his lip. "I'm getting uncomfortable, you know." He giggled too because what the fuck?
Adam kissed his hole anyway, and then slid on top of Tommy. "Sorry," he whispered against Tommy's neck, and he could hear Adam wasn't sorry at all, just turned on. That made him feel weirdly adored, like he was the most magical being Adam had ever met. Sex magic. Tommy laughed because all other options were just wrong.
"What?" Adam asked, nibbling at his earlobe.
"You want to do it again?"
The only answer he got was the shift of Adam's hips and his cock head against Tommy's hole, hard and ready.
"Fuck... You're crazy."
"I am, and I wanna. Can you?"
He thought about it for a moment. It had been weird but good, and he didn't hurt too much. He answered with spreading his legs a little and sticking his ass up.
"Oh, Tommy Joe, I love you." All Adam had to do was push forward and he was sliding in again, easy.
This time he knew what to expect, but it was still weird, still made him feel like he'd split in two if they weren't careful. But Adam kept talking to him the whole time, telling him how good it felt, how much he wanted Tommy, how full of his come Tommy would be once they were finished. Adam held onto his hands, fucked him long and slow until he couldn't take it anymore. It was good and messy and fucking perfect, and when Adam was close to coming he pulled Tommy up enough to jerk him off, make him come at the same time.
Adam collapsed on top of him when it was over, and he was so exhausted he didn't want to move for a week. He'd sleep that whole damn week, god damn it.
"Take me to the shower," Tommy said after a while. "Or bath. I don't care. I'm sore."
Adam kissed the side of his head. "I'm-"
"Don't apologize," he said, turning his face so he could look at Adam. "I'm fine, just thoroughly fucked."
Adam giggled. "By me."
"Yeah... Get off me, and run me a bath." He bit his lip because he would've laughed otherwise.
"Really? What if I just keep you here?" Adam grabbed his hands under the pillow, and held him closer. He moved his hips too, still inside Tommy.
He whined, unable to stop the sound.
"God... Don't. The sounds you make..." Adam kissed his cheek.
He couldn't do it again, too exhausted, too burned out emotionally. He lay still, waiting for Adam to come around.
Adam bit the back of his neck, then pulled out, half-hard. "This..." Adam licked his neck, his ear. "I could do this all the time."
"I need a break," Tommy said, doubting himself a little.
"Don't sound so uncertain if you don't want me to push back in."
"Fuck..." He buried his face into the pillow again.
Adam sneaked a hand between them, sliding a few fingers over Tommy's hole. "I wanna spread you open, watch you leak my come."
"Wanna see me walk to the bathroom?"
"Please," Adam whispered in his ear, pushing a finger inside him.
His hips jerked, and the finger sank deeper into him. He groaned, pain-pleasure making his mind white.
Adam sat up, one hand stroking Tommy's spine, the other still finger-deep in him. "Get up. Can you?" Adam pulled the finger out, grabbing his shoulder to help him get up.
He got his feet under him, his back to Adam, legs spread just a little.
"Oh my god..." Adam touched his ass, his thighs, warm, gentle.
"Come on." He was still embarrassed, but since Adam was clearly liking this it wasn't bad, just new. He held out his hand, and Adam took it, Adam's other hand still brushing his wet thighs.
Adam wanted to wash him clean, gently scrubbing his skin all over, and Tommy just hummed, happy, kneeling in the tub. When they were both clean enough Adam filled the tub while they sat in it.
Two baths in a day were a luxury Tommy wasn't used to. He wasn't complaining though. All his sore muscles and aching spots were cocooned in warmth, and Adam's arms were around him, holding him, stroking him. He rested his head against Adam's shoulder, not thinking of anything.
"I can't wait for two years to move in with you," Adam said after a while.
Tommy just played with Adam's chest hair and freckles because he had zero brain activity. Mellow was the word of the day.
"Would your parents let you move here?"
He looked up, but said nothing.
"I know it's stupid, but I just don't want to wait. I know people who've moved in with their friend's parents because their home life hasn't been that good. But... I don't know. Your mom wouldn't let you. And she'd think I'm crazy."
Tommy put his hand over Adam's mouth.
Adam laughed, his eyes sparkling. He took hold of Tommy's wrist. "Really? No talking, huh?"
He nodded, grinning, letting Adam kiss his hand, then place it over Adam's heart.
"Okay. Have it your way."
Tommy snuggled closer, and when Adam kissed the top of his head he felt happy beyond anything he'd ever felt before. This was good, so perfectly them.
TBC...
A/N: Yeah, I should just shut up about how many chapters I'm going to write. The story writes itself. /o\
Thank you, sweetaislinntlc for betaing yet again. You are precious. *hugs*
Author: moodwriter
Beta:
aislinntlcGenre: angst, romance, high school AU
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Word Count: 2600 words (this part)
Rating: NC-17 (this part)
Warnings: language, sexual scenes
Summary: Adam has done something stupid, and the whole school laughs at him. Tommy has just moved to San Diego with his parents, and he chooses the outcast over popularity because that's just his way.
Disclaimer: AU liberates me from my responsibility to tell you that this is not real. :D Mwahahahaaaaa. Anyway, this is fiction.
Prompt: College and HS AUs are my fav! But that's all I got lol So that was
vegas1024's prompt for me way back when. I've been slowly writing all these prompts, and this one gets its chance now. Hopefully you'll like it. :) How I Met You, Part Twenty
When the bathwater started to get cold Adam let some of it out, and then switched the shower on again. He did all that with his feet, Tommy still in his lap, and it made Tommy laugh.
"You do that a lot?" he asked, looking at Adam.
"My hands are often full, and one day I just decided that my feet are not just for walking." Adam stroked his arm, a warm smile on his face. "I have mad skills."
Tommy snorted. "I bet you do."
They lay in the bath for a long time, so long that Tommy's head started to spin and the heat made him exhausted. Adam helped him up, washed all the lingering soap off his skin with slightly colder water, and then wrapped a huge towel around his body. Tommy hid in it, barely standing on his feet, and when Adam was ready to go he took Tommy's hand and pulled him to his room.
Adam pulled the cover off the bed, not letting go of Tommy, and then pushed the blanket out of the way too. "Is it lame if I want to cuddle?" Adam asked, cautious.
Any wall that could've been forming between them would've crumbled right then and there. Tommy just stared at Adam, knowing there was nothing protecting him right now. He was so grateful Adam was showing him the same unprotected face. "The opposite," he said, letting Adam push him down on the bed, letting him pull their towels out of the way, and then there was nothing but warm skin against his own, and it felt so good.
Tommy lay on his back, Adam partly on top of him, but not crushing him. It was wonderful to slide his hands down Adam's back and sides. He had the right to touch him. "Am I ever gonna get used to this?"
"Having someone?" Adam was staring at him, fingers in his hair.
"Yeah... That you like me back."
Adam bit his lips, clearly trying to hold back the emotions.
"It's like I have to rethink everything I've thought so far about myself, that if someone like you wants to be with me then I can't be a total fuck up, but at the same time... I'm sure you'll figure out at some point I'm not what you want." He didn't know where the courage to say all this came from. He wanted Adam to know everything because he didn't want secrets that could slowly eat away all the good things they had. He didn't want to be the reason that would end this. He wanted it to last.
Adam kissed his chin, and then stayed there, so close. "You know... I'm sure it's not gonna be perfect. I don't want perfect. I want what you offer, and I want to offer you everything. I'm here to stay... If you want me." He bit Tommy's chin next, then smiled a brilliant happy smile. "I mean it. I really truly mean it, and it's so weird. I see the future, and you're in it. Everywhere I turn, you're in it. I'mma share it with you."
The funny thing was he believed Adam. "Kiss me."
Adam took hold of his jaw, tilted his head, and touched his mouth with his own, light like Tommy was something precious that might break under his touch.
And that's how it continued, that's how Adam made him feel when he kissed Tommy's neck, the hollow of his throat, his collarbones, and then pulled Tommy's hand close to his mouth, kissing the knuckles, too, watching him.
"You're seriously mushy," Tommy said, his voice weak.
"You love it." Adam's lips brushed his fingers when he spoke.
He did. "Gonna make sweet love to me then?" he asked, teasing, and meaning every word.
The smile that spread on Adam's face nearly killed him. "That's right. Slow." Adam emphasized the words by moving, thrusting against Tommy, gentle and slow, and Tommy arched his neck back because holy shit, he was hard.
"Like that," Adam said, still moving, taking Tommy's hands in his, and kissing the side of Tommy's mouth.
"Yeah..." He breathed the word into Adam's mouth, and then they were kissing again, slow still, exploring each other.
When Adam pulled back they were both breathing heavy shallow breaths, staring, their mouths open. "Tell me if it's too much," Adam said, and went down on Tommy, spreading his legs wide with his hands on Tommy's knees.
Adam licked the length of his cock, but then sank lower, kissing and licking his balls before lifting Tommy's hips off the mattress, and licking his hole. Tommy was glad nobody was home because he honest to fucking god screamed, fisting the sheets, twisting them when Adam pushed his tongue inside him, starting to fuck him with it, then licking all over, kissing, so eager it could be nothing but pure want.
Adam pushed a finger inside him along with his tongue, and Tommy couldn't stay still, couldn't stop from trying to move with Adam. It felt too damn good.
It took him awhile to realize he was saying words, begging, asking for more, and when he did, he opened his eyes, watched Adam work him open, wet, ready, and he nearly came from just that. "Oh fuck... stop." He grabbed Adam's hair, squirming because right at that moment Adam crooked his finger, spread him wider, and hit that spot inside him. He saw fucking stars. "Whoaa... wait!"
Adam pulled back, a debauched look on his face, and he found the lube he'd taken with him from the bathroom and smeared it all over his dick and then pushed two fingers inside Tommy, stretching him a little more.
He couldn't do anything but take it because otherwise it would've been too much, and he would've come, but then Adam moved, guided himself to the right place, and took Tommy's hands, freed them from the sheets and pushed them beside his head.
They were looking at each other when Adam pushed in, just a bit, just enough to make Tommy lose his breath, and then they moved together, Tommy pushing with his legs, Adam holding him closer to get more leverage.
Adam was heavy and strong and ruled his fucking universe when he opened Tommy up, slowly penetrating him until there was nowhere to go, until he was fully sheathed. Then he stayed still, watching Tommy like he wanted to make sure everything was alright.
Tommy didn't know what to do, how to take it. It was too much and not enough and everything in between. He couldn't even breathe around the full feeling.
"I might die," Adam said, a soft laugh escaping his lips.
He nodded because nothing had prepared him for this.
"Can I move? Please?"
He didn't know if he could make words happen, but he nodded again, biting his lip hard.
When Adam pulled out a little and moved back in a part of his brain shut down, and he didn't care one bit how loud he got because it felt weird-good, and he couldn't hold back.
Adam laughed next to his ear, sweaty forehead pressing against the side of Tommy's head. "Good?"
He wanted to hold onto Adam so he pushed at Adam's hands, begging for him to let go, and he did, his fingers curling in Tommy's hair instead. Tommy dug his nails into Adam's back, holding on tight, needing it because he was losing himself, losing everything.
"You feel so god damn amazing," Adam whispered, thrusting into him again, and it shattered Tommy, broke every idea he'd ever had of himself, made him wide open to the connection between them, and all he could do was hold onto Adam and hope it wouldn't be too much.
Then Adam pushed back his hair, wiped sweat off his forehead, and looked at him when he rocked his hips, short sharp thrusts driving Tommy closer to the edge. "I've got you," Adam said, kissing his lips, soft and sweet. "Love you. Everything about you."
That made him arch up, push with his feet, with his body, so much that Adam had to hold him down, and it made everything in him gather into one clear spot of energy and then he was coming, completely lost in it, Adam's fingers stroking his forehead and cheeks.
One more hard movement of Adam's hips and he tensed too, coming inside Tommy, a pain-pleasure expression on his face, his eyes squeezed closed.
"Oh my god..." Adam said against his neck, heavy on top of him, still inside him but getting soft. "Oh my god..."
He would either laugh or cry because he had to let the feeling out or he would suffocate. He chose to laugh, his arms around Adam's neck.
"We made a mess," Adam said, taking most of his weight off Tommy, looking at him. He'd slipped out when he moved, and everything felt weird. Tommy's thigh muscles were killing him, and he didn't even know if he could walk. He didn't want to try. "Are you okay?" Adam asked, then kissed his nose.
He didn't want to talk. It was just too weird.
"Would you mind if I looked at you?" Adam's eyes were almost black, but full of love and trust. "Say no if the idea makes you uncomfortable."
Tommy shrugged. He still didn't have any idea how to use his voice.
"Can I turn you on your stomach?" Adam pecked his lips.
God, this was going to kill him. "Yeah, okay," he finally managed to say.
Adam was very gentle and careful when he turned Tommy around, then he kissed and licked his spine, hands sliding over his sides.
Tommy buried his face in a pillow, putting his arms under it. He tried to breathe.
Adam's hands spread his ass cheeks and he knew he was blushing.
"I think I'm a little crazy," Adam said, his breath close to Tommy's skin. "I want to lick you again. Seriously. You're so tiny and pretty."
Tommy hit his head against the pillow, biting his lip. "I'm getting uncomfortable, you know." He giggled too because what the fuck?
Adam kissed his hole anyway, and then slid on top of Tommy. "Sorry," he whispered against Tommy's neck, and he could hear Adam wasn't sorry at all, just turned on. That made him feel weirdly adored, like he was the most magical being Adam had ever met. Sex magic. Tommy laughed because all other options were just wrong.
"What?" Adam asked, nibbling at his earlobe.
"You want to do it again?"
The only answer he got was the shift of Adam's hips and his cock head against Tommy's hole, hard and ready.
"Fuck... You're crazy."
"I am, and I wanna. Can you?"
He thought about it for a moment. It had been weird but good, and he didn't hurt too much. He answered with spreading his legs a little and sticking his ass up.
"Oh, Tommy Joe, I love you." All Adam had to do was push forward and he was sliding in again, easy.
This time he knew what to expect, but it was still weird, still made him feel like he'd split in two if they weren't careful. But Adam kept talking to him the whole time, telling him how good it felt, how much he wanted Tommy, how full of his come Tommy would be once they were finished. Adam held onto his hands, fucked him long and slow until he couldn't take it anymore. It was good and messy and fucking perfect, and when Adam was close to coming he pulled Tommy up enough to jerk him off, make him come at the same time.
Adam collapsed on top of him when it was over, and he was so exhausted he didn't want to move for a week. He'd sleep that whole damn week, god damn it.
"Take me to the shower," Tommy said after a while. "Or bath. I don't care. I'm sore."
Adam kissed the side of his head. "I'm-"
"Don't apologize," he said, turning his face so he could look at Adam. "I'm fine, just thoroughly fucked."
Adam giggled. "By me."
"Yeah... Get off me, and run me a bath." He bit his lip because he would've laughed otherwise.
"Really? What if I just keep you here?" Adam grabbed his hands under the pillow, and held him closer. He moved his hips too, still inside Tommy.
He whined, unable to stop the sound.
"God... Don't. The sounds you make..." Adam kissed his cheek.
He couldn't do it again, too exhausted, too burned out emotionally. He lay still, waiting for Adam to come around.
Adam bit the back of his neck, then pulled out, half-hard. "This..." Adam licked his neck, his ear. "I could do this all the time."
"I need a break," Tommy said, doubting himself a little.
"Don't sound so uncertain if you don't want me to push back in."
"Fuck..." He buried his face into the pillow again.
Adam sneaked a hand between them, sliding a few fingers over Tommy's hole. "I wanna spread you open, watch you leak my come."
"Wanna see me walk to the bathroom?"
"Please," Adam whispered in his ear, pushing a finger inside him.
His hips jerked, and the finger sank deeper into him. He groaned, pain-pleasure making his mind white.
Adam sat up, one hand stroking Tommy's spine, the other still finger-deep in him. "Get up. Can you?" Adam pulled the finger out, grabbing his shoulder to help him get up.
He got his feet under him, his back to Adam, legs spread just a little.
"Oh my god..." Adam touched his ass, his thighs, warm, gentle.
"Come on." He was still embarrassed, but since Adam was clearly liking this it wasn't bad, just new. He held out his hand, and Adam took it, Adam's other hand still brushing his wet thighs.
Adam wanted to wash him clean, gently scrubbing his skin all over, and Tommy just hummed, happy, kneeling in the tub. When they were both clean enough Adam filled the tub while they sat in it.
Two baths in a day were a luxury Tommy wasn't used to. He wasn't complaining though. All his sore muscles and aching spots were cocooned in warmth, and Adam's arms were around him, holding him, stroking him. He rested his head against Adam's shoulder, not thinking of anything.
"I can't wait for two years to move in with you," Adam said after a while.
Tommy just played with Adam's chest hair and freckles because he had zero brain activity. Mellow was the word of the day.
"Would your parents let you move here?"
He looked up, but said nothing.
"I know it's stupid, but I just don't want to wait. I know people who've moved in with their friend's parents because their home life hasn't been that good. But... I don't know. Your mom wouldn't let you. And she'd think I'm crazy."
Tommy put his hand over Adam's mouth.
Adam laughed, his eyes sparkling. He took hold of Tommy's wrist. "Really? No talking, huh?"
He nodded, grinning, letting Adam kiss his hand, then place it over Adam's heart.
"Okay. Have it your way."
Tommy snuggled closer, and when Adam kissed the top of his head he felt happy beyond anything he'd ever felt before. This was good, so perfectly them.
TBC...
A/N: Yeah, I should just shut up about how many chapters I'm going to write. The story writes itself. /o\
Thank you, sweet
aislinntlc for betaing yet again. You are precious. *hugs*