RPS Fic: Worth More Than All The Jeans [Adam/Tommy] 1/1
Worth More Than All The Jeans
Fandom: Glamverse
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Rating: NC17
Warnings/Incentives: Semi-public sex
Disclaimer: Not mine, not for profit...just borrowing them to get the plot bunny that invaded my brain to shut up already.
Beta'd: by vlredreign
For: glam_kink (see A/N below for details)
Also For: 50kinkyways prompt #43: Outdoor Sex; My 50kinkyways Table
Word Count: 1,979 words
Setting: Future fic set sometime during Adam's 2012 tour
Summary: Just another day off between tour dates. Sort of.
A/N #1: Written for this round 2 prompt over at glam_kink:
Adam being jerked off or blown by pretty-boy-of-choice. Under an umbrella. In a somewhat public place. (Maybe something like behind bushes in a park that's mostly deserted because it's raining?)
I'm fine with either OMCs or an existing ship, I want it to be initiated by his partner tho, and for Adam to try to resist at first and then giving in and trying to concentrate on being quiet and keeping the umbrella over them (it's alright if he fails and they both end up getting wet).
A/N #2: It wasn't part of the request, but bits of humor and hints of a D/s relationship insisted on working their way into this and wouldn't go away. IDEK
"Tommy. Oh my God. Tommy, we shouldn't…" Adam trailed off, mouth going dry as Tommy sank to his knees behind an outcropping of bushes in the park of some nameless town where they were spending their day off from tour in an effort to escape the fans for a while.
"Shut up," Tommy said, reaching for Adam's fly. "You want it. You told me so."
"That was just pillow talk. You know, you tell me your secret never-gonna-happen fantasy, I tell you mine. I didn't expect you to go through with it," Adam said, exasperated.
Furtively, he glanced around, leaning the umbrella he was holding against one shoulder. The park was practically deserted because of the rain drizzling down. That's why he and Tommy had decided it was safe to go for a walk without being recognized. Or at least, that's why he had decided to go for the walk. Tommy's secret grin when Adam had suggested it made a lot more sense now. The sneaky little shit had obviously planned to ambush him with a blowjob all along.
"Resist all you want," Tommy said smugly, unzipping Adam's jeans and reaching inside to fist him, "but your hard dick's giving you away."
"Fuck," Adam said, shifting a little as Tommy tugged his jeans down around his hips and pulled his dick out.
Adam sucked in a sharp breath and glanced at the bushes on one side, which were just a little taller than waist-high on him, and the steep wooded hill on the other side.
"Later," Tommy deadpanned. "Right now, I'm sucking."
Tommy's lips closed over the head of Adam's cock and Adam had to bite his lip to keep from moaning out loud. All that wet heat, in a public place where what was going on was barely hidden away, was one of Adam's secret go-to fantasies. Something about the idea of getting sucked off amidst unsuspecting onlookers never failed to get Adam going.
But the reality… The reality was so much hotter … and scarier. Adam had to force himself to breathe in through his nose and out through his mouth in an attempt to keep his heart from pounding out of his chest. He just knew they were going to get caught.
"Tommy," he said on a whisper of breath. "Tommy, you gotta … we gotta…"
"Hmm?" Tommy asked, pulling off Adam's dick to look up at him through his blond fringe. Snaking out his tongue to lick at the slit in Adam's cock, Tommy asked, "You say something?"
Adam swallowed, the power of speech deserting him at the sight of Tommy on his knees for him, in public, all because he knew Adam had a fantasy.
Tommy smirked after a few heartbeats and said, "I didn't think so."
"If someone sees…" Adam said, but trailed off, the effort to try to talk Tommy out of this one last time half-hearted at best.
Tommy rolled his eyes. "As long as you stay quiet and be still, all anyone's gonna see is a guy with an umbrella standing behind some bushes under a canopy of trees, trying to stay out of the rain."
Adam swallowed. "Quiet and still. Okay. I can do that."
Tommy smiled and said, "About time. Now quit with the anxiety attack and enjoy the motherfucking blowjob, would you? I'm not ruining my favorite pair of jeans in this mud for nothing."
Apparently done bitching at him, Tommy opened wide and slid his mouth down around Adam's width, gaze on him the whole time.
Adam groaned quietly. Screw the damn jeans. He'd buy him every pair in town after this.
Holding perfectly still, Adam tore his gaze away from Tommy and kept an eye out for people walking by. There hadn't been any yet, but that could change at any time, since there was a path just on the other side of the bushes that wound around the perimeter of the park.
Tommy's head bobbed as he worked his mouth over Adam's dick, sucking and licking, one hand wrapped around his length to make it more manageable, the other gripping Adam's thigh for support.
Adam gasped and had to clutch the umbrella handle in both hands to keep from grabbing hold of Tommy's head and fucking into his mouth. He wasn't used to being so passive during a blowjob, but fuck if it wasn't part of the turn on. The other parts being Tommy on his knees for him-which was always a turn on, always-and the lone jogger in the distance headed their way.
As the drizzle-sprinkled jogger got closer, Adam's cock jumped in Tommy's mouth and he had to fight not to pant as Tommy sucked him deeper in response.
"Oh my God," Adam whispered, trying to move his mouth as little as possible. "There's a guy. He's getting closer."
Tommy hummed low in his throat around Adam's length in answer, causing Adam to buck his hips, just a little, and mutter a curse.
Tommy pulled off and teased softly, "Gonna be obvious if you start thrusting your hips. Might want to stand still."
Adam's jaw clenched, eyes riveted on the jogger, who seemed mostly oblivious with his head down to avoid the rain. If Adam hadn't been trying so hard to project the image of someone simply standing behind an outcropping of bushes by himself-which was totally not weird at all, really it wasn't-he would've glared down at Tommy.
"You're a sadistic little fucker," Adam hissed instead. "How did I not know this about you?"
Tommy chuckled quietly and licked at the head of Adam's dick before whispering, "Maybe because you're usually so goddamn toppy I never get a chance?"
Adam whimpered as Tommy sucked him back down then, ever so slowly, until Adam thought his eyes were going to cross with the combined pleasure and torture of it.
Losing himself in the moment, Adam said, "God I love your mouth," just as the jogger came up the path next to the bushes.
The jogger stumbled a little and glanced Adam's way with a startled expression on his face.
Adam felt heat suffuse his face and neck. "Um, sorry. I just … like mouths."
The guy shot him another glance as he passed him and Adam didn't blame him one bit for speeding up in order to get as far away from the crazy umbrella man in the bushes as he could.
Below him, Tommy snickered and pulled off to say, "Smooth, Lambert, smooth."
Adam glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then glared down at Tommy. "You wanna suck my dick, then suck it and quit with the smart-aleck remarks, or when we get back to the hotel, I'm gonna tie you down and not let you come for hours.
Tommy's eyes flashed with heat. "Now who's trying to fulfill whose fantasies?"
Before Adam could say anything else, though, Tommy sucked him back down fast and deep, leaving Adam weak-kneed.
"Oh fuck. Yeah, baby, that's it," Adam whispered.
Tommy moaned around him and bobbed his head faster, obviously getting off on this as much as Adam was now that he wasn't fighting it anymore.
Adam had just started to feel the tingle in his balls that meant he was close when the rain picked up a little, pitter-pattering on the top of his umbrella as droplets started to force their way through the leaves of the overhead trees.
Adam adjusted the umbrella's positioning, trying to keep both him and Tommy as covered as possible, but his attention just wasn't in it-not with the orgasm creeping up on him-and Tommy started to get wet.
Tommy tried to pull off, probably to give him an earful, but Adam stopped him with a hand to the back of his head, pushing him back down. Tommy groaned around him, which in turn made Adam groan. Fuck he loved how turned on Tommy got from being manhandled.
The splat of footsteps on wet pavement coming up the path from the opposite direction the jogger had come from caught Adam's attention and he looked over to find a woman with a newspaper over her head running by. She glanced over at him in bemusement and he felt his balls draw up. This was so much better than his fantasy. It was so fucking hot getting away with this right under everyone's noses. Shit. He was going to owe Tommy big time for this.
Once she passed, Adam took another quick glance around, finding they were alone again in the rain. Fisting his hand in Tommy's rain-dampened hair, Adam gave up all pretense and started to fuck his mouth in earnest.
Tommy groaned, hand flying to his lap and Adam said, "Oh no you don't. Hands off. I have plans for that."
Tommy whimpered, but put his hand back on Adam's thigh, digging his fingers in. A few more thrusts into Tommy's wet, sucking heat and Adam finally came with a low groan, dick pulsing in Tommy's mouth. He gasped in pleasure as Tommy swallow around him, just as another park enthusiast caught in the rain passed by, startling Adam. He hadn't even heard her approach.
Clearing his throat, he let go of Tommy's hair to reach up and grip his side, saying to the woman, "Side ache from running."
It was clear she wasn't buying it, and just as clear from the way she picked up her pace that she wasn't going to stick around to find out she was right.
Once she was gone, Adam let go of his side and exhaled. "That was close."
With one last suck to get the last of Adam's come, Tommy pulled off and sat back on his heels, chuckling as he looked up at Adam. "Can you picture the headline? 'Adam Lambert, caught getting sucked off in park. Claims he was just getting back to nature.'"
Adam snorted and tried to tuck himself away one-handed while keeping his umbrella upright. "More like, 'Adam Lambert, caught getting sucked off in park. Claims it was all the pretty hot twink's fault.'"
Hair now soaked and makeup running, Tommy glared up at him, even as he batted at Adam's hand and tucked Adam away himself, zipping him up after. "Know I hate that fucking twink shit. See if I ever make one of your fantasies come true again, asshole."
Adam chuckled and pulled Tommy up by his wrist, then wrapped his arm around him. Leaning in, Adam caught Tommy's wet lips in a kiss, sliding his tongue inside. He moaned as he tasted himself. Tommy moaned in return, pressing his body against Adam's.
When he pulled out of the kiss, Adam looked down into Tommy's heated brown eyes and said, "That was amazing. Thank you."
Tommy's pleased smile was adorable. "Yeah, well, you know. It sounded kinda hot, so…"
Adam nipped at Tommy's bottom lip, then leaned his head back again to look down at him. "Was it? Hot?"
Tommy pressed his hard cock against Adam's thigh. "What do you think?"
Adam grinned. "I think I need to get my drowned twink of a boyfriend back to the hotel so I can strip his wet clothes off him."
Tommy's eyes darkened with lust even as they flashed with mischief. Before Adam could figure out what he was about, Tommy snatched the umbrella out of his hand and ran.
"You little fucker!" Adam shouted, cold rain suddenly pelting down on his head. "Get back here with that!"
"Drowned twink, my ass!" Tommy called over his shoulder.
"It's gonna cost you your ass," Adam called back, not really giving a shit if he got soaked clean through after the orgasm he'd just had.
He took off after Tommy anyway, remembering the fantasy Tommy had told him the night before about being chased down.
Turnabout was fair play, after all.
-End
Fandom: Glamverse
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Rating: NC17
Warnings/Incentives: Semi-public sex
Disclaimer: Not mine, not for profit...just borrowing them to get the plot bunny that invaded my brain to shut up already.
Beta'd: by vlredreign
For: glam_kink (see A/N below for details)
Also For: 50kinkyways prompt #43: Outdoor Sex; My 50kinkyways Table
Word Count: 1,979 words
Setting: Future fic set sometime during Adam's 2012 tour
Summary: Just another day off between tour dates. Sort of.
A/N #1: Written for this round 2 prompt over at glam_kink:
Adam being jerked off or blown by pretty-boy-of-choice. Under an umbrella. In a somewhat public place. (Maybe something like behind bushes in a park that's mostly deserted because it's raining?)
I'm fine with either OMCs or an existing ship, I want it to be initiated by his partner tho, and for Adam to try to resist at first and then giving in and trying to concentrate on being quiet and keeping the umbrella over them (it's alright if he fails and they both end up getting wet).
A/N #2: It wasn't part of the request, but bits of humor and hints of a D/s relationship insisted on working their way into this and wouldn't go away. IDEK
"Tommy. Oh my God. Tommy, we shouldn't…" Adam trailed off, mouth going dry as Tommy sank to his knees behind an outcropping of bushes in the park of some nameless town where they were spending their day off from tour in an effort to escape the fans for a while.
"Shut up," Tommy said, reaching for Adam's fly. "You want it. You told me so."
"That was just pillow talk. You know, you tell me your secret never-gonna-happen fantasy, I tell you mine. I didn't expect you to go through with it," Adam said, exasperated.
Furtively, he glanced around, leaning the umbrella he was holding against one shoulder. The park was practically deserted because of the rain drizzling down. That's why he and Tommy had decided it was safe to go for a walk without being recognized. Or at least, that's why he had decided to go for the walk. Tommy's secret grin when Adam had suggested it made a lot more sense now. The sneaky little shit had obviously planned to ambush him with a blowjob all along.
"Resist all you want," Tommy said smugly, unzipping Adam's jeans and reaching inside to fist him, "but your hard dick's giving you away."
"Fuck," Adam said, shifting a little as Tommy tugged his jeans down around his hips and pulled his dick out.
Adam sucked in a sharp breath and glanced at the bushes on one side, which were just a little taller than waist-high on him, and the steep wooded hill on the other side.
"Later," Tommy deadpanned. "Right now, I'm sucking."
Tommy's lips closed over the head of Adam's cock and Adam had to bite his lip to keep from moaning out loud. All that wet heat, in a public place where what was going on was barely hidden away, was one of Adam's secret go-to fantasies. Something about the idea of getting sucked off amidst unsuspecting onlookers never failed to get Adam going.
But the reality… The reality was so much hotter … and scarier. Adam had to force himself to breathe in through his nose and out through his mouth in an attempt to keep his heart from pounding out of his chest. He just knew they were going to get caught.
"Tommy," he said on a whisper of breath. "Tommy, you gotta … we gotta…"
"Hmm?" Tommy asked, pulling off Adam's dick to look up at him through his blond fringe. Snaking out his tongue to lick at the slit in Adam's cock, Tommy asked, "You say something?"
Adam swallowed, the power of speech deserting him at the sight of Tommy on his knees for him, in public, all because he knew Adam had a fantasy.
Tommy smirked after a few heartbeats and said, "I didn't think so."
"If someone sees…" Adam said, but trailed off, the effort to try to talk Tommy out of this one last time half-hearted at best.
Tommy rolled his eyes. "As long as you stay quiet and be still, all anyone's gonna see is a guy with an umbrella standing behind some bushes under a canopy of trees, trying to stay out of the rain."
Adam swallowed. "Quiet and still. Okay. I can do that."
Tommy smiled and said, "About time. Now quit with the anxiety attack and enjoy the motherfucking blowjob, would you? I'm not ruining my favorite pair of jeans in this mud for nothing."
Apparently done bitching at him, Tommy opened wide and slid his mouth down around Adam's width, gaze on him the whole time.
Adam groaned quietly. Screw the damn jeans. He'd buy him every pair in town after this.
Holding perfectly still, Adam tore his gaze away from Tommy and kept an eye out for people walking by. There hadn't been any yet, but that could change at any time, since there was a path just on the other side of the bushes that wound around the perimeter of the park.
Tommy's head bobbed as he worked his mouth over Adam's dick, sucking and licking, one hand wrapped around his length to make it more manageable, the other gripping Adam's thigh for support.
Adam gasped and had to clutch the umbrella handle in both hands to keep from grabbing hold of Tommy's head and fucking into his mouth. He wasn't used to being so passive during a blowjob, but fuck if it wasn't part of the turn on. The other parts being Tommy on his knees for him-which was always a turn on, always-and the lone jogger in the distance headed their way.
As the drizzle-sprinkled jogger got closer, Adam's cock jumped in Tommy's mouth and he had to fight not to pant as Tommy sucked him deeper in response.
"Oh my God," Adam whispered, trying to move his mouth as little as possible. "There's a guy. He's getting closer."
Tommy hummed low in his throat around Adam's length in answer, causing Adam to buck his hips, just a little, and mutter a curse.
Tommy pulled off and teased softly, "Gonna be obvious if you start thrusting your hips. Might want to stand still."
Adam's jaw clenched, eyes riveted on the jogger, who seemed mostly oblivious with his head down to avoid the rain. If Adam hadn't been trying so hard to project the image of someone simply standing behind an outcropping of bushes by himself-which was totally not weird at all, really it wasn't-he would've glared down at Tommy.
"You're a sadistic little fucker," Adam hissed instead. "How did I not know this about you?"
Tommy chuckled quietly and licked at the head of Adam's dick before whispering, "Maybe because you're usually so goddamn toppy I never get a chance?"
Adam whimpered as Tommy sucked him back down then, ever so slowly, until Adam thought his eyes were going to cross with the combined pleasure and torture of it.
Losing himself in the moment, Adam said, "God I love your mouth," just as the jogger came up the path next to the bushes.
The jogger stumbled a little and glanced Adam's way with a startled expression on his face.
Adam felt heat suffuse his face and neck. "Um, sorry. I just … like mouths."
The guy shot him another glance as he passed him and Adam didn't blame him one bit for speeding up in order to get as far away from the crazy umbrella man in the bushes as he could.
Below him, Tommy snickered and pulled off to say, "Smooth, Lambert, smooth."
Adam glanced around to make sure no one was watching, then glared down at Tommy. "You wanna suck my dick, then suck it and quit with the smart-aleck remarks, or when we get back to the hotel, I'm gonna tie you down and not let you come for hours.
Tommy's eyes flashed with heat. "Now who's trying to fulfill whose fantasies?"
Before Adam could say anything else, though, Tommy sucked him back down fast and deep, leaving Adam weak-kneed.
"Oh fuck. Yeah, baby, that's it," Adam whispered.
Tommy moaned around him and bobbed his head faster, obviously getting off on this as much as Adam was now that he wasn't fighting it anymore.
Adam had just started to feel the tingle in his balls that meant he was close when the rain picked up a little, pitter-pattering on the top of his umbrella as droplets started to force their way through the leaves of the overhead trees.
Adam adjusted the umbrella's positioning, trying to keep both him and Tommy as covered as possible, but his attention just wasn't in it-not with the orgasm creeping up on him-and Tommy started to get wet.
Tommy tried to pull off, probably to give him an earful, but Adam stopped him with a hand to the back of his head, pushing him back down. Tommy groaned around him, which in turn made Adam groan. Fuck he loved how turned on Tommy got from being manhandled.
The splat of footsteps on wet pavement coming up the path from the opposite direction the jogger had come from caught Adam's attention and he looked over to find a woman with a newspaper over her head running by. She glanced over at him in bemusement and he felt his balls draw up. This was so much better than his fantasy. It was so fucking hot getting away with this right under everyone's noses. Shit. He was going to owe Tommy big time for this.
Once she passed, Adam took another quick glance around, finding they were alone again in the rain. Fisting his hand in Tommy's rain-dampened hair, Adam gave up all pretense and started to fuck his mouth in earnest.
Tommy groaned, hand flying to his lap and Adam said, "Oh no you don't. Hands off. I have plans for that."
Tommy whimpered, but put his hand back on Adam's thigh, digging his fingers in. A few more thrusts into Tommy's wet, sucking heat and Adam finally came with a low groan, dick pulsing in Tommy's mouth. He gasped in pleasure as Tommy swallow around him, just as another park enthusiast caught in the rain passed by, startling Adam. He hadn't even heard her approach.
Clearing his throat, he let go of Tommy's hair to reach up and grip his side, saying to the woman, "Side ache from running."
It was clear she wasn't buying it, and just as clear from the way she picked up her pace that she wasn't going to stick around to find out she was right.
Once she was gone, Adam let go of his side and exhaled. "That was close."
With one last suck to get the last of Adam's come, Tommy pulled off and sat back on his heels, chuckling as he looked up at Adam. "Can you picture the headline? 'Adam Lambert, caught getting sucked off in park. Claims he was just getting back to nature.'"
Adam snorted and tried to tuck himself away one-handed while keeping his umbrella upright. "More like, 'Adam Lambert, caught getting sucked off in park. Claims it was all the pretty hot twink's fault.'"
Hair now soaked and makeup running, Tommy glared up at him, even as he batted at Adam's hand and tucked Adam away himself, zipping him up after. "Know I hate that fucking twink shit. See if I ever make one of your fantasies come true again, asshole."
Adam chuckled and pulled Tommy up by his wrist, then wrapped his arm around him. Leaning in, Adam caught Tommy's wet lips in a kiss, sliding his tongue inside. He moaned as he tasted himself. Tommy moaned in return, pressing his body against Adam's.
When he pulled out of the kiss, Adam looked down into Tommy's heated brown eyes and said, "That was amazing. Thank you."
Tommy's pleased smile was adorable. "Yeah, well, you know. It sounded kinda hot, so…"
Adam nipped at Tommy's bottom lip, then leaned his head back again to look down at him. "Was it? Hot?"
Tommy pressed his hard cock against Adam's thigh. "What do you think?"
Adam grinned. "I think I need to get my drowned twink of a boyfriend back to the hotel so I can strip his wet clothes off him."
Tommy's eyes darkened with lust even as they flashed with mischief. Before Adam could figure out what he was about, Tommy snatched the umbrella out of his hand and ran.
"You little fucker!" Adam shouted, cold rain suddenly pelting down on his head. "Get back here with that!"
"Drowned twink, my ass!" Tommy called over his shoulder.
"It's gonna cost you your ass," Adam called back, not really giving a shit if he got soaked clean through after the orgasm he'd just had.
He took off after Tommy anyway, remembering the fantasy Tommy had told him the night before about being chased down.
Turnabout was fair play, after all.
-End