Off Da Grid
Title: Off Da Grid
Author: lilymajolis
Pairing: Adam/Sauli
Rating: NC-17
Word count: ~2200
Summary: Adam and Sauli weekend in Cabo. (I wanted vacation fic badly enough to write it myself /o\)
Disclaimer: Nothing here is real; no profit is made. Just playing.
"Adam, you said you were going off the grid!"
Sauli's voice startles Adam and in his lame attempt to hide his phone under the beach towel, it slips from his sunscreen-slick fingers and clatters onto the deck. Adam looks guiltily at his boyfriend, who stands in the doorway holding a pair of very exciting-looking drinks in large tumblers.
"You'd look more intimidating if you weren't wearing swim shorts with dolphins on them," Adam tries. Distraction is a good tactic and sometimes it even works.
"They're sharks, and don't change the subject," Sauli says, giving Adam a stern look at he comes over and sets the drinks on the teakwood table between the lounge chairs. Adam reaches for one, but Sauli slaps his hand away, obviously still intent on a scolding.
"You told me that I needed to help you disconnect. And then just a few hours after we get here I see you on your phone last night!"
"The remix though," Adam says. "My fans…" Sauli interrupts.
"Your fans would survive without the remix for a few days."
"I don't know, have you seen the crazy shit they get up to when I'm not around? They get bored and next thing you know there's a fucking campaign demanding that I be allowed to join the Olympic water wrestling team or whatever!"
Sauli waves his hand dismissively. "So after that you said I should hide your phone. So I hide it in a safe place and still you find it and now you sneak when I'm not looking!" Sauli picks up Adam's phone and frowns at it as though it were the enemy. Adam eyes him warily. Sauli isn't fucking around, and when he's in this mood the phone could totally end up at the bottom of the pool. He goes for another angle.
"Then why did you hide my phone in my sneakers? Are you implying that I'm a lazyass and that even though I said we'd go running every day I didn't mean it?" Sauli blinks at him. Gotcha, thinks Adam happily.
But-"No, I thought that after a couple of days you would feel guilty not running with me and then the phone would be your reward."
Oh. Adam tries to regroup.
"Well, your evil scheme backfired because I totally found the phone on day one!" Adam smugly declares.
"Really," Sauli says. "And it's because you wanted to go running and not because you had the lube stored inside one of the sneakers?"
Adam sighs and sinks back on the chaise. He obviously isn't going to win this one. Back to distraction.
"My mom taught me to stuff things inside of shoes when I'm packing," he says lamely. "It's a very efficient use of space."
"This is a helpful tip," Sauli acknowledged, settling on the edge of Adam's chair and taking a sip from his drink. "What other packing tips did she give you?"
Adam's answer was delayed watching Sauli's curvy mouth pursed around the little cocktail straw, and then lost completely watching Sauli's tongue dart out to lick at his lips.
"Well?" Sauli asks, but his stern affect is falling apart a little, Adam can tell, and it falls apart a little more when Adam reaches up to run a slow fingertip across Sauli's mouth.
Sauli goes with it for a moment and then opens his mouth to snap at Adam's finger. Adam knows his tricks though and pulls away in time, and then grabs a handful of blond hair and pulls Sauli closer, tasting the sting of pineapple and alcohol on Sauli's lips for a moment before it fades to familiar sweetness. He only lets him loose when Sauli has started to melt against him and the drink in his hand is tipping cold liquid onto Adam's leg.
"Now see what you've done?" Adam scolds. "My leg is gonna be all sticky. I should make you lick it off."
He's joking, not even catching his own innuendo, but the look in Sauli's eyes gets him up to speed pretty fast. Adam barely has time to smirk back before Sauli bends down to lick at Adam's thigh where the drink had spilled. His tongue is slick and warm and it makes Adam writhe when Sauli licks inward.
"I think you missed a spot," Adam breathes after a few blissful moments, helpfully raising the hem of his shorts as Sauli licks slowly toward the crease of his groin. Adam is not even embarrassed at the whine he makes when Sauli stops and sits up again. He looks at his boyfriend's frown in lust-addled confusion.
"What?" Adam asks.
Sauli sighs dramatically.
"Adam, you broke the rules about the phone! We still haven't solved this problem."
"Oh, that," Adam says. His boyfriend is incredibly stubborn and persistent which Adam loves and is annoyed by in fairly equal measure. "I said I'm sorry."
"No, I don't remember this said I'm sorry part," Sauli argues, and Adam realizes that this could go on for quite some time which would really be a shame considering he's already got half a hard-on and it's been at least six hours since either of them has had an orgasm which is completely unacceptable on a romantic weekend getaway and he has no intention of letting it go on. It's going to take some self-sacrifice to get things back on track, but hey, he's a giver.
"Okay you're right," Adam goes for contrite with his expression. "I fucked up and I totally deserve to be punished." Adam tries to keep a straight face as Sauli glares and narrows his eyes at him.
"Punished. Yes," Sauli agrees. "Okay, get in the pool. Ten laps."
"Wait, what?" Adam had been all ready to be ordered to suck Sauli off or tongue him or even get on his knees for him. Good stuff. What the fuck was this 'get in the pool' shit? And yet Sauli was standing up and pointing at the body of water that Adam had considered more theoretical than actual. It was one thing to watch his man glide through the water, all muscle and sleek tan skin. Quite another thing to get into said water and make all that effort on his own. Adam makes one last attempt to save himself and grabs his phone.
"Wait, don't move" Adam says, aiming upwards to capture Sauli's profile against the sky and clouds. Sauli can't resist a camera, and pauses to strike a pose. Adam still can't get over his luck at finding a boyfriend who is just as much of a camera whore as he is. But Sauli only gives him time to take one picture and a couple minutes later Adam is lowering himself into the shallow end of the pool with as much griping and bitching as possible.
After a few minutes he realizes that the water actually feels nice, and Adam is rewarded at the end of each lap with Sauli meeting him at the pool's edge to cheer him on. If it wasn't for the burning in his lungs and his arms feeling like they 're going to fall off, Adam thinks he could maybe get to like this. Sauli has a towel ready for him when he finally staggers out of the pool, and dries his hair for him before pulling Adam back to the lounge chair.
Adam is still breathing hard from the exertion, but it feels good to lie against the cushions, and even better to have Sauli straddle him and run light fingertips through his hair. Adam closes his eyes and relaxes into Sauli's touch.
"Now that you've punished me, I think it's time for a reward?" he murmurs hopefully.
Sauli makes some kind of breathless sound that makes Adam look at him. Sauli has left off stroking Adam's hair and is running his fingers down Adam's cheeks and neck. His face is rapt as he follows a trickle of water into the hollow of Adam's throat, bends to lick at it. Adam tips his head back to give him better access and loses himself to the feeling of Sauli's tongue and the heat of his body against Adam's damp skin and the intoxicating smell of him-sunshine and clean sweat and tropical-scented sunscreen. He jumps a little when Sauli reaches his nipple and licks, then bites down.
"Shit," Adam pants, thrusting up against the weight of Sauli across his lap. "So do you have some kind of a swimming kink that you haven't told me about?"
Sauli's only response is a soft moan as he moves back up Adam's body and presses hard kisses against Adam's mouth, sliding in with his hot tongue when Adam opens for him, hands clenching into Adam's hair and hard cock rutting against Adam, a touch desperate and bringing Adam right along with him.
"Jesus fuck, you totally do have a kink, don't you?" Adam manages between kisses. Sauli pulls back a little, looking wrecked and a little sheepish.
"It's just," he hesitates for a moment, and then runs his palm down the middle of Adam's chest, back up across a nipple. He leans in to run his tongue from Adam's temple to the tip of his ear. Adam can feel him inhaling deeply, and then the tickle of his beard and his hot breath before Sauli bites at his ear lobe, sucks it into his mouth. It feels amazing and Adam kind of never wants him to stop.
"It's like this-I love the smell of the chlorine on your skin," Sauli finally admits. "I love the way you look when you're in the water, it makes your freckles stand out. And when you get those…" he hesitates before remembering the word, "goosebumps. It reminds me of Bora Bora. The first time I saw you that way. It was so perfect, like something from a movie."
Sauli laughs at himself but Adam blinks against a rush of emotion. He pulls Sauli close and kisses him softly.
"It was perfect," Adam agrees.
And then, lest they lose momentum entirely with all this romantic reminiscing, Adam grabs Sauli's ass and pulls him down against him.
"Remember how we…" Adam breathes into Sauli's ear, and it's all that he needs to say before Sauli is fumbling for the lube that Adam had very cleverly placed beside the chair. No one can ever say he doesn't think ahead.
Sauli stands to drop his shorts and beckons impatiently for Adam to do the same before straddling his lap again. They know this dance but it still feels new-Adam's fingers sliding in slick, moving inside of him until Sauli pushes at his arm.
"Now, now…" Sauli gasps, lifting up to position himself over Adam's cock, lowering down slowly, slowly, fingernails digging into Adam's shoulders and breath coming fast through clenched teeth. They hold on to each other when Adam is fully inside, savoring the closeness, and then Adam rocks his hips back just a fraction of an inch and Sauli lifts his just a fraction of an inch more, and they settle into a rhythm that is mind-meltingly slow, barely moving where they're joined but hands running all over each other, touching everything they can reach.
Adam breathes into the hollow of Sauli's throat, his mouth open against the tickle of stubble as he licks upwards. Sauli shivers against him and Adam reaches up to pull his head down and bring his lips against his own. They pant into each other's mouths as their bodies slide slick against each other. The coolness of the pool is long gone and all Adam can feel is heat-the heat of Sauli's sweaty skin and the heat of his cock slippery between them and the heat of the sun and all of it getting hotter and hotter as they start to lose control of their rhythm. It's almost more than Adam can bear to keep moving so slowly but he does because it's making Sauli utter gorgeous pained moans. Adam pulls back just enough so that he can look into Sauli's eyes and the blue that makes him feel like he'd happily drown in them.
"Come on, baby" Adam says, and Sauli cries out and grinds himself against Adam, his cock twitching between them and Adam quickly takes hold of him to feel the come pulse over his fingers and onto their bellies. And then he can't hold off any longer, thrusting hard again and again into tight heat and then coming hard, shuddering as Sauli holds him.
Later, lying in bed and listening to the throb of the ocean and Sauli's quiet breathing, Adam stealthily pulls his phone out from under his pillow. He's proud of himself for not even looking at Twitter as he taps into Facebook and updates his profile picture. Surely Sauli can't get mad at him when he sees the photo he used. Just in case though, he finds the picture he'd taken earlier of Sauli by the pool and emails it to him with "my love" as a subject line. He slips the phone back under his pillow and slides over to snuggle up against Sauli's back, burying his nose into the silky fluff of his hair.
"Perfect," he whispers.
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Author: lilymajolis
Pairing: Adam/Sauli
Rating: NC-17
Word count: ~2200
Summary: Adam and Sauli weekend in Cabo. (I wanted vacation fic badly enough to write it myself /o\)
Disclaimer: Nothing here is real; no profit is made. Just playing.
"Adam, you said you were going off the grid!"
Sauli's voice startles Adam and in his lame attempt to hide his phone under the beach towel, it slips from his sunscreen-slick fingers and clatters onto the deck. Adam looks guiltily at his boyfriend, who stands in the doorway holding a pair of very exciting-looking drinks in large tumblers.
"You'd look more intimidating if you weren't wearing swim shorts with dolphins on them," Adam tries. Distraction is a good tactic and sometimes it even works.
"They're sharks, and don't change the subject," Sauli says, giving Adam a stern look at he comes over and sets the drinks on the teakwood table between the lounge chairs. Adam reaches for one, but Sauli slaps his hand away, obviously still intent on a scolding.
"You told me that I needed to help you disconnect. And then just a few hours after we get here I see you on your phone last night!"
"The remix though," Adam says. "My fans…" Sauli interrupts.
"Your fans would survive without the remix for a few days."
"I don't know, have you seen the crazy shit they get up to when I'm not around? They get bored and next thing you know there's a fucking campaign demanding that I be allowed to join the Olympic water wrestling team or whatever!"
Sauli waves his hand dismissively. "So after that you said I should hide your phone. So I hide it in a safe place and still you find it and now you sneak when I'm not looking!" Sauli picks up Adam's phone and frowns at it as though it were the enemy. Adam eyes him warily. Sauli isn't fucking around, and when he's in this mood the phone could totally end up at the bottom of the pool. He goes for another angle.
"Then why did you hide my phone in my sneakers? Are you implying that I'm a lazyass and that even though I said we'd go running every day I didn't mean it?" Sauli blinks at him. Gotcha, thinks Adam happily.
But-"No, I thought that after a couple of days you would feel guilty not running with me and then the phone would be your reward."
Oh. Adam tries to regroup.
"Well, your evil scheme backfired because I totally found the phone on day one!" Adam smugly declares.
"Really," Sauli says. "And it's because you wanted to go running and not because you had the lube stored inside one of the sneakers?"
Adam sighs and sinks back on the chaise. He obviously isn't going to win this one. Back to distraction.
"My mom taught me to stuff things inside of shoes when I'm packing," he says lamely. "It's a very efficient use of space."
"This is a helpful tip," Sauli acknowledged, settling on the edge of Adam's chair and taking a sip from his drink. "What other packing tips did she give you?"
Adam's answer was delayed watching Sauli's curvy mouth pursed around the little cocktail straw, and then lost completely watching Sauli's tongue dart out to lick at his lips.
"Well?" Sauli asks, but his stern affect is falling apart a little, Adam can tell, and it falls apart a little more when Adam reaches up to run a slow fingertip across Sauli's mouth.
Sauli goes with it for a moment and then opens his mouth to snap at Adam's finger. Adam knows his tricks though and pulls away in time, and then grabs a handful of blond hair and pulls Sauli closer, tasting the sting of pineapple and alcohol on Sauli's lips for a moment before it fades to familiar sweetness. He only lets him loose when Sauli has started to melt against him and the drink in his hand is tipping cold liquid onto Adam's leg.
"Now see what you've done?" Adam scolds. "My leg is gonna be all sticky. I should make you lick it off."
He's joking, not even catching his own innuendo, but the look in Sauli's eyes gets him up to speed pretty fast. Adam barely has time to smirk back before Sauli bends down to lick at Adam's thigh where the drink had spilled. His tongue is slick and warm and it makes Adam writhe when Sauli licks inward.
"I think you missed a spot," Adam breathes after a few blissful moments, helpfully raising the hem of his shorts as Sauli licks slowly toward the crease of his groin. Adam is not even embarrassed at the whine he makes when Sauli stops and sits up again. He looks at his boyfriend's frown in lust-addled confusion.
"What?" Adam asks.
Sauli sighs dramatically.
"Adam, you broke the rules about the phone! We still haven't solved this problem."
"Oh, that," Adam says. His boyfriend is incredibly stubborn and persistent which Adam loves and is annoyed by in fairly equal measure. "I said I'm sorry."
"No, I don't remember this said I'm sorry part," Sauli argues, and Adam realizes that this could go on for quite some time which would really be a shame considering he's already got half a hard-on and it's been at least six hours since either of them has had an orgasm which is completely unacceptable on a romantic weekend getaway and he has no intention of letting it go on. It's going to take some self-sacrifice to get things back on track, but hey, he's a giver.
"Okay you're right," Adam goes for contrite with his expression. "I fucked up and I totally deserve to be punished." Adam tries to keep a straight face as Sauli glares and narrows his eyes at him.
"Punished. Yes," Sauli agrees. "Okay, get in the pool. Ten laps."
"Wait, what?" Adam had been all ready to be ordered to suck Sauli off or tongue him or even get on his knees for him. Good stuff. What the fuck was this 'get in the pool' shit? And yet Sauli was standing up and pointing at the body of water that Adam had considered more theoretical than actual. It was one thing to watch his man glide through the water, all muscle and sleek tan skin. Quite another thing to get into said water and make all that effort on his own. Adam makes one last attempt to save himself and grabs his phone.
"Wait, don't move" Adam says, aiming upwards to capture Sauli's profile against the sky and clouds. Sauli can't resist a camera, and pauses to strike a pose. Adam still can't get over his luck at finding a boyfriend who is just as much of a camera whore as he is. But Sauli only gives him time to take one picture and a couple minutes later Adam is lowering himself into the shallow end of the pool with as much griping and bitching as possible.
After a few minutes he realizes that the water actually feels nice, and Adam is rewarded at the end of each lap with Sauli meeting him at the pool's edge to cheer him on. If it wasn't for the burning in his lungs and his arms feeling like they 're going to fall off, Adam thinks he could maybe get to like this. Sauli has a towel ready for him when he finally staggers out of the pool, and dries his hair for him before pulling Adam back to the lounge chair.
Adam is still breathing hard from the exertion, but it feels good to lie against the cushions, and even better to have Sauli straddle him and run light fingertips through his hair. Adam closes his eyes and relaxes into Sauli's touch.
"Now that you've punished me, I think it's time for a reward?" he murmurs hopefully.
Sauli makes some kind of breathless sound that makes Adam look at him. Sauli has left off stroking Adam's hair and is running his fingers down Adam's cheeks and neck. His face is rapt as he follows a trickle of water into the hollow of Adam's throat, bends to lick at it. Adam tips his head back to give him better access and loses himself to the feeling of Sauli's tongue and the heat of his body against Adam's damp skin and the intoxicating smell of him-sunshine and clean sweat and tropical-scented sunscreen. He jumps a little when Sauli reaches his nipple and licks, then bites down.
"Shit," Adam pants, thrusting up against the weight of Sauli across his lap. "So do you have some kind of a swimming kink that you haven't told me about?"
Sauli's only response is a soft moan as he moves back up Adam's body and presses hard kisses against Adam's mouth, sliding in with his hot tongue when Adam opens for him, hands clenching into Adam's hair and hard cock rutting against Adam, a touch desperate and bringing Adam right along with him.
"Jesus fuck, you totally do have a kink, don't you?" Adam manages between kisses. Sauli pulls back a little, looking wrecked and a little sheepish.
"It's just," he hesitates for a moment, and then runs his palm down the middle of Adam's chest, back up across a nipple. He leans in to run his tongue from Adam's temple to the tip of his ear. Adam can feel him inhaling deeply, and then the tickle of his beard and his hot breath before Sauli bites at his ear lobe, sucks it into his mouth. It feels amazing and Adam kind of never wants him to stop.
"It's like this-I love the smell of the chlorine on your skin," Sauli finally admits. "I love the way you look when you're in the water, it makes your freckles stand out. And when you get those…" he hesitates before remembering the word, "goosebumps. It reminds me of Bora Bora. The first time I saw you that way. It was so perfect, like something from a movie."
Sauli laughs at himself but Adam blinks against a rush of emotion. He pulls Sauli close and kisses him softly.
"It was perfect," Adam agrees.
And then, lest they lose momentum entirely with all this romantic reminiscing, Adam grabs Sauli's ass and pulls him down against him.
"Remember how we…" Adam breathes into Sauli's ear, and it's all that he needs to say before Sauli is fumbling for the lube that Adam had very cleverly placed beside the chair. No one can ever say he doesn't think ahead.
Sauli stands to drop his shorts and beckons impatiently for Adam to do the same before straddling his lap again. They know this dance but it still feels new-Adam's fingers sliding in slick, moving inside of him until Sauli pushes at his arm.
"Now, now…" Sauli gasps, lifting up to position himself over Adam's cock, lowering down slowly, slowly, fingernails digging into Adam's shoulders and breath coming fast through clenched teeth. They hold on to each other when Adam is fully inside, savoring the closeness, and then Adam rocks his hips back just a fraction of an inch and Sauli lifts his just a fraction of an inch more, and they settle into a rhythm that is mind-meltingly slow, barely moving where they're joined but hands running all over each other, touching everything they can reach.
Adam breathes into the hollow of Sauli's throat, his mouth open against the tickle of stubble as he licks upwards. Sauli shivers against him and Adam reaches up to pull his head down and bring his lips against his own. They pant into each other's mouths as their bodies slide slick against each other. The coolness of the pool is long gone and all Adam can feel is heat-the heat of Sauli's sweaty skin and the heat of his cock slippery between them and the heat of the sun and all of it getting hotter and hotter as they start to lose control of their rhythm. It's almost more than Adam can bear to keep moving so slowly but he does because it's making Sauli utter gorgeous pained moans. Adam pulls back just enough so that he can look into Sauli's eyes and the blue that makes him feel like he'd happily drown in them.
"Come on, baby" Adam says, and Sauli cries out and grinds himself against Adam, his cock twitching between them and Adam quickly takes hold of him to feel the come pulse over his fingers and onto their bellies. And then he can't hold off any longer, thrusting hard again and again into tight heat and then coming hard, shuddering as Sauli holds him.
Later, lying in bed and listening to the throb of the ocean and Sauli's quiet breathing, Adam stealthily pulls his phone out from under his pillow. He's proud of himself for not even looking at Twitter as he taps into Facebook and updates his profile picture. Surely Sauli can't get mad at him when he sees the photo he used. Just in case though, he finds the picture he'd taken earlier of Sauli by the pool and emails it to him with "my love" as a subject line. He slips the phone back under his pillow and slides over to snuggle up against Sauli's back, burying his nose into the silky fluff of his hair.
"Perfect," he whispers.
*