Etc: Making a choice
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spongetasticImmobilized by the thought of you
Paralyzed by the sight of you
Hypnotized by the words you say
Not true but I believe 'em anyway
So come to bed It's getting late
There's no more time for us to waste
Remember how my body tastes
You feel your heart begin to race - Shiver, Maroon 5
By the time Peter came back into the cabin the sun had dipped down below the horizon. He stayed outside for hours letting everything sink in. But he didn't stray far knowing Adam was inside waiting for him. Even with everything he learned, Peter couldn't tear himself away from the immortal. True he was hurt by what happened but not so badly he would abandon the man he loved.
That was what it all boiled down to: Peter was still in love with Adam.
He found the man in the living room seated in one of the armchairs. Peter hovered just out of sight to watch Adam unseen. The first time they met Peter was captivated by the man's good looks. Looking at the man now made Peter's heart race. Adam had a cup of wine in his hand and Peter noticed it was the rice wine he bought the immortal.
"Adam," he called out. The man turned and almost jumped out of his chair. But just as he was halfway there, he changed his mind and sank back down again. Peter sighed and felt suddenly awkward. Both men stayed where they were, uncertain of how to proceed.
"You came back," Adam said at last.
"Yeah," Peter agreed. Finally he broke out of his stupor, moving forward to stand in front of the immortal. Their eyes connected. Peter made the first move, leaning down and pressing a kiss against Adam's mouth.
He felt Adam's lips twitch underneath his and he parted his mouth a little hoping the older man would take the invitation. He could feel Adam's uncertainty; the man had good reason to be hesitant after the way Peter reacted to the truth. But Peter wasn't going anywhere this time and he pressed more insistently against Adam's mouth to prove it. Adam started to respond to him, slowly at first and then with more fervor once he was sure Peter wouldn't pull away.
"I thought..." Adam paused to lift his hands and comb through the empath's hair. "I thought you might not come back."
"I'm not leaving," Peter assured him. He nibbled on Adam's lips encouraging them to part for him. They did, causing Peter to moan a little tasting the warmth of the immortal's mouth.
"I love you, Peter," Adam sighed out.
"I know." Peter shifted so he was straddling Adam's hips. "I love you too, Adam." His fingers pushed deep into the short strands of Adam's blonde hair. "I love you," he said again, knowing how much Adam needed to hear those words. He pulled Adam forward to kiss him again.
"You have no idea how much I love hearing you say that," Adam murmured. His hands slid down to press against the younger man's back, nudging him closer. "After your reaction, I feared I lost you."
"You're never getting rid of me," Peter murmured back. His fingers tightened in Adam's hair as he pressed greedy kisses against the man's lips. "That time I spent outside was the most I ever want to spend away from you." His tongue flicked out across Adam's mouth, rocking his hips subtly forward.
"You forgive me?" Adam asked, shivering at Peter's attention.
"Always." Peter kissed the immortal again. He understood why Adam would want to take such drastic steps to change history. But Adam was choosing a different path now, and Peter would believe in him just as he always had.
They exchanged more kisses with each other. Adam's hands moved up and down Peter's back, slowly pushing his shirt off. Peter pulled away from their kisses long enough to toss the clothing article away. Then he was back in Adam's arms and arching eagerly under the man's touch. Peter broke the kiss only to brush his lips over the man's jaw and followed the bone up to Adam's ear. Peter lingered there, nibbling gently on the lobe.
"God, Peter," Adam groaned softly.
"Let's go to bed," Peter whispered. He slid off of Adam's lap, latching his fingers onto the man's shirt so he could pull Adam off the chair with him. A light smile played on Adam's lips as he willingly followed Peter into the bedroom.
Once there Peter gently pushed the immortal down on the bed and climbed on after him, straddling his hips again. He pulled off Adam's shirt with one motion, bending his head down to taste the warm skin displayed. Peter could feel the immortal shiver underneath him. He dipped lower, tongue drawing a slow circle around Adam's belly-button. The immortal shivered more eagerly and let out a soft moan.
Peter unbuckled Adam's pants and then his own. In moments they were completely bare for each other. Adam ran his hands eagerly along Peter's body and this time it was Peter who shivered and moaned. His hot breath teased against Adam's thigh as he moved his head even lower. Finally he took Adam's cock in his mouth. Adam jerked and Peter had to hold his hips in place to keep from choking.
He worked Adam slowly, humming low in his throat so his lover would feel the vibration. He flicked his tongue against the head and caused another jerk of Adam's hips. Peter could feel Adam growing hard under his attention. When it felt like the immortal might orgasm, Peter pulled back.
"Peter," Adam growled out.
"Later," Peter promised him. "Right now, I need you here." He shifted, slowly guiding his way down on Adam's cock. Adam trembled underneath him, his hands secured on Peter's hips to guide the empath. Peter bit his lip against the whimpers threatening to bubble out.
This was slow, not at all like he was used to with Adam. But it was exactly what he needed. He needed a little control, even if only temporarily, to prove to himself that all of this was his own choice. Being with Adam, forgiving him, loving him... Peter wasn't being manipulated or tricked; it was his own decision to stay.
Paralyzed by the sight of you
Hypnotized by the words you say
Not true but I believe 'em anyway
So come to bed It's getting late
There's no more time for us to waste
Remember how my body tastes
You feel your heart begin to race - Shiver, Maroon 5
By the time Peter came back into the cabin the sun had dipped down below the horizon. He stayed outside for hours letting everything sink in. But he didn't stray far knowing Adam was inside waiting for him. Even with everything he learned, Peter couldn't tear himself away from the immortal. True he was hurt by what happened but not so badly he would abandon the man he loved.
That was what it all boiled down to: Peter was still in love with Adam.
He found the man in the living room seated in one of the armchairs. Peter hovered just out of sight to watch Adam unseen. The first time they met Peter was captivated by the man's good looks. Looking at the man now made Peter's heart race. Adam had a cup of wine in his hand and Peter noticed it was the rice wine he bought the immortal.
"Adam," he called out. The man turned and almost jumped out of his chair. But just as he was halfway there, he changed his mind and sank back down again. Peter sighed and felt suddenly awkward. Both men stayed where they were, uncertain of how to proceed.
"You came back," Adam said at last.
"Yeah," Peter agreed. Finally he broke out of his stupor, moving forward to stand in front of the immortal. Their eyes connected. Peter made the first move, leaning down and pressing a kiss against Adam's mouth.
He felt Adam's lips twitch underneath his and he parted his mouth a little hoping the older man would take the invitation. He could feel Adam's uncertainty; the man had good reason to be hesitant after the way Peter reacted to the truth. But Peter wasn't going anywhere this time and he pressed more insistently against Adam's mouth to prove it. Adam started to respond to him, slowly at first and then with more fervor once he was sure Peter wouldn't pull away.
"I thought..." Adam paused to lift his hands and comb through the empath's hair. "I thought you might not come back."
"I'm not leaving," Peter assured him. He nibbled on Adam's lips encouraging them to part for him. They did, causing Peter to moan a little tasting the warmth of the immortal's mouth.
"I love you, Peter," Adam sighed out.
"I know." Peter shifted so he was straddling Adam's hips. "I love you too, Adam." His fingers pushed deep into the short strands of Adam's blonde hair. "I love you," he said again, knowing how much Adam needed to hear those words. He pulled Adam forward to kiss him again.
"You have no idea how much I love hearing you say that," Adam murmured. His hands slid down to press against the younger man's back, nudging him closer. "After your reaction, I feared I lost you."
"You're never getting rid of me," Peter murmured back. His fingers tightened in Adam's hair as he pressed greedy kisses against the man's lips. "That time I spent outside was the most I ever want to spend away from you." His tongue flicked out across Adam's mouth, rocking his hips subtly forward.
"You forgive me?" Adam asked, shivering at Peter's attention.
"Always." Peter kissed the immortal again. He understood why Adam would want to take such drastic steps to change history. But Adam was choosing a different path now, and Peter would believe in him just as he always had.
They exchanged more kisses with each other. Adam's hands moved up and down Peter's back, slowly pushing his shirt off. Peter pulled away from their kisses long enough to toss the clothing article away. Then he was back in Adam's arms and arching eagerly under the man's touch. Peter broke the kiss only to brush his lips over the man's jaw and followed the bone up to Adam's ear. Peter lingered there, nibbling gently on the lobe.
"God, Peter," Adam groaned softly.
"Let's go to bed," Peter whispered. He slid off of Adam's lap, latching his fingers onto the man's shirt so he could pull Adam off the chair with him. A light smile played on Adam's lips as he willingly followed Peter into the bedroom.
Once there Peter gently pushed the immortal down on the bed and climbed on after him, straddling his hips again. He pulled off Adam's shirt with one motion, bending his head down to taste the warm skin displayed. Peter could feel the immortal shiver underneath him. He dipped lower, tongue drawing a slow circle around Adam's belly-button. The immortal shivered more eagerly and let out a soft moan.
Peter unbuckled Adam's pants and then his own. In moments they were completely bare for each other. Adam ran his hands eagerly along Peter's body and this time it was Peter who shivered and moaned. His hot breath teased against Adam's thigh as he moved his head even lower. Finally he took Adam's cock in his mouth. Adam jerked and Peter had to hold his hips in place to keep from choking.
He worked Adam slowly, humming low in his throat so his lover would feel the vibration. He flicked his tongue against the head and caused another jerk of Adam's hips. Peter could feel Adam growing hard under his attention. When it felt like the immortal might orgasm, Peter pulled back.
"Peter," Adam growled out.
"Later," Peter promised him. "Right now, I need you here." He shifted, slowly guiding his way down on Adam's cock. Adam trembled underneath him, his hands secured on Peter's hips to guide the empath. Peter bit his lip against the whimpers threatening to bubble out.
This was slow, not at all like he was used to with Adam. But it was exactly what he needed. He needed a little control, even if only temporarily, to prove to himself that all of this was his own choice. Being with Adam, forgiving him, loving him... Peter wasn't being manipulated or tricked; it was his own decision to stay.