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spongetastic) wrote2010-06-27 02:51 pm
spongetastic) wrote2010-06-27 02:51 pm
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Kisses for Adam
Maybe it was just the burden of living all those years. Peter hoped for that over the alternative: that something in the present was making Adam tense. Whatever it was, Peter worried and he wanted Adam to feel more relaxed.
He started by rubbing the immortal’s back soothingly. He could feel the knots in Adam’s muscles. The rubbing turned to massaging and he heard the immortal sigh out in pleasure. Peter smiled and continued the massage.
“Mmm. That feels good,” Adam murmured.
“Feel better?” Peter asked, pressing a kiss to Adam’s back.
“Yes,” Adam sighed. “Much better now.”
--
Peter tried to take in calming breaths. His hand shook as he ran it through his hair. He heard movement but he didn’t look around. He was still trying to push away the memory of his dream.
“Peter, are you all right?” Adam’s voice, soothing as always.
“Bad dream,” Peter murmured.
“What was it?” Adam asked. Peter shook his head, unwilling to answer. He could feel Adam’s lips brushing encouragingly over his neck. Peter shuddered, craning his neck back to offer more. The attention to his neck was quickly making Peter’s dream not seem so bad.
“It was… bad,” he breathed out.
“Poor thing,” Adam purred. He started sucking on Peter’s neck and the empath moaned, melting helplessly under Adam’s attention.
--
It was hard to wake up before Adam. It took a lot of effort but Peter managed it. Now he was working fast before the immortal noticed his absence. But he only managed to get halfway done when Adam came in.
“What’s all this?” the older man wondered.
“Breakfast,” Peter answered.
“Smells wonderful.” Adam kissed Peter’s shoulder. “What’s the occasion, love?”
“I just felt like doing something for you,” Peter shrugged. That brought a smile to Adam’s lips. The same lips that then pressed on Peter’s shoulder.
“You are too good to me,” Adam declared.
“Love you too,” Peter answered playfully.
--
After nearly four months they were finally free. Peter still felt a little nervous around Adam. He’d been lusting after the man based solely on the sound of Adam’s voice. Seeing the man’s face only made it worse. He couldn’t possibly act on it, though. They technically just met. As much as he wanted to, Peter couldn’t…
Peter found a dark corner to push Adam in. He reached up, pulling the blonde toward him. Their lips met in a heated kiss. Peter nibbled on Adam’s lip until the immortal opened for him. His tongue slid in, claiming Adam’s mouth. Adam quickly took dominance, though, pushing Peter against a wall as their tongues twisted together.
“Peter?”
“Huh?” Peter blinked out of his fantasy. Adam was staring at him and for a moment Peter wondered if the immortal knew.
“I was saying we need to get new clothes.”
“Oh.” His fantasy transformed to have Adam’s hands pulling up Peter’s shirt. “Yeah,” Peter breathed out hoarsely. “Yeah. Good idea.”
He started by rubbing the immortal’s back soothingly. He could feel the knots in Adam’s muscles. The rubbing turned to massaging and he heard the immortal sigh out in pleasure. Peter smiled and continued the massage.
“Mmm. That feels good,” Adam murmured.
“Feel better?” Peter asked, pressing a kiss to Adam’s back.
“Yes,” Adam sighed. “Much better now.”
--
Peter tried to take in calming breaths. His hand shook as he ran it through his hair. He heard movement but he didn’t look around. He was still trying to push away the memory of his dream.
“Peter, are you all right?” Adam’s voice, soothing as always.
“Bad dream,” Peter murmured.
“What was it?” Adam asked. Peter shook his head, unwilling to answer. He could feel Adam’s lips brushing encouragingly over his neck. Peter shuddered, craning his neck back to offer more. The attention to his neck was quickly making Peter’s dream not seem so bad.
“It was… bad,” he breathed out.
“Poor thing,” Adam purred. He started sucking on Peter’s neck and the empath moaned, melting helplessly under Adam’s attention.
--
It was hard to wake up before Adam. It took a lot of effort but Peter managed it. Now he was working fast before the immortal noticed his absence. But he only managed to get halfway done when Adam came in.
“What’s all this?” the older man wondered.
“Breakfast,” Peter answered.
“Smells wonderful.” Adam kissed Peter’s shoulder. “What’s the occasion, love?”
“I just felt like doing something for you,” Peter shrugged. That brought a smile to Adam’s lips. The same lips that then pressed on Peter’s shoulder.
“You are too good to me,” Adam declared.
“Love you too,” Peter answered playfully.
--
After nearly four months they were finally free. Peter still felt a little nervous around Adam. He’d been lusting after the man based solely on the sound of Adam’s voice. Seeing the man’s face only made it worse. He couldn’t possibly act on it, though. They technically just met. As much as he wanted to, Peter couldn’t…
Peter found a dark corner to push Adam in. He reached up, pulling the blonde toward him. Their lips met in a heated kiss. Peter nibbled on Adam’s lip until the immortal opened for him. His tongue slid in, claiming Adam’s mouth. Adam quickly took dominance, though, pushing Peter against a wall as their tongues twisted together.
“Peter?”
“Huh?” Peter blinked out of his fantasy. Adam was staring at him and for a moment Peter wondered if the immortal knew.
“I was saying we need to get new clothes.”
“Oh.” His fantasy transformed to have Adam’s hands pulling up Peter’s shirt. “Yeah,” Peter breathed out hoarsely. “Yeah. Good idea.”