[Fic] Ratbert -- Bendy Bendy, Bangy Bangy (NC-17)
Title: Bendy Bendy, Bangy Bangy
Author: vanya_elda
Pairing: Adam Lambert/Tommy Joe Ratliff
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,500
Warnings: Fingering, drunk sex
Prompt: The thing about Tommy is that he can be rather clueless. He just kind of...stumbles trough life, sometimes. And that's pretty much how he accidentally slept with Adam.
Notes: For glam_kink Kink Meme #1.
Bendy Bendy, Bangy Bangy
There was this one time that Tommy Joe kind of, sort of, accidentally had sex with Adam.
That’s not to say it wasn’t consensual; Tommy just really didn’t intend to have sex with Adam, ever.
It started out with a kiss. The after party was winding down in Adam’s hotel suite, though Tommy still had a drink in his hand. Everyone else had left or was sacked out on one of the couches, like Taylor. Adam was making Tommy laugh by discussing what they could get away with on stage when he abruptly paused, swilled his drink and leered at Tommy over the rim.
Adam pointed to his cheek. “Kiss me,” he said with a twitch of a smirk.
“What?” Tommy said into his glass as he downed the rest of his whiskey. He was pretty sure Adam had just asked him to frisk him and then poked his cheek, but that didn’t make any sense.
Unblinking, Adam scooted closer. There was a glimmer of lust in his glazed eyes. “Kiss me, right here,” he repeated, this time grabbing Tommy’s hand and leading it to poke his cheek.
Well, that sounded harmless.
Tommy set his glass on the counter they were both leaning against and leaned across to kiss Adam on the cheek. It was just a smile and a quick peck, which he made noisy just because he could. As he pulled back, though, Adam caught his face and pulled his chin with soft fingers into something more intimate. Then Tommy slipped an arm around Adam’s back to curl his knuckles against Adam’s spine and pull him forward as Adam pushed his mouth open with his tongue.
This was not the first time that they had made out off stage. Tommy enjoyed kissing Adam, and he was pretty sure that Adam enjoyed it just as much. It was so easy to do. There had never been any real hang ups between them, just trust and friendship.
Adam then upped the ante by putting a little force behind the kiss as he gripped at Tommy’s face and neck. Tommy broke the kiss briefly to smile and nip at Adam’s lip with a little laugh that was nearing a giggle before Adam shushed him by devouring Tommy’s mouth and breathing him in.
The sudden pressing of power from Adam made Tommy stumble and rut his back up against the counter top as he caught Adam’s waist with both arms. “Shit, Adam, do we need to get a room?” he asked jokingly with a wide, drunken smile.
“I have a room,” Adam replied. “Are we going to use it?”
Tommy laughed at the sudden sincere vibe he was getting from Adam. “I don’t know. It’s your fucking room. Invite me or something,” Tommy said in a lazy tone as he pushed his hips back against Adam’s. If this night ended with him getting his dick sucked he would count it as a win.
“Do I need to carry you, too? Like a princess?” Adam asked. It was rhetorical because he was kissing Tommy immediately after. Tommy broke it up to lace his arms around Adam’s neck and briefly hoisted himself. Again, he was joking, but Adam caught him and scooped him up before he could drop back to the floor.
This time Tommy did actually giggle as Adam carried him into the adjoining room. He planted another kiss on Adam’s cheek for good measure. Adam dumped him onto the bed and quickly followed, which had Tommy landing in a heap with Adam looming over him.
Slowly, Adam pulled the boots off of Tommy and dropped them to the floor. Tommy propped himself up and went for a sloppy kiss, which Adam readily returned. The next thing that Tommy realized (and remembers) was that he was stripped down to his underwear while Adam was still fully clothed.
“It’s fucking cold in here,” Tommy said with a shiver as he ran a hand through his hair to brush it out of his eyes. “Why aren’t you naked?” he asked with a frown. He was too drunk to really care about his own body issues and Adam didn’t seem to mind that he had a little pudge on his belly.
Adam rolled his eyes. “You whine too much,” he noted. Before Tommy could refute that, Adam was palming his groin. Tommy’s eyes fluttered and he was hastily pushing out of his boxers, too. Adam ducked down and wrapped his hot lips to Tommy’s half-hard dick. Tommy gave a grunt of surprise before scrambling his hands to push Adam’s hair out of the way and watch.
Clothes started coming off. Adam’s pants went first and were followed closely by his shirt. All the while, he kept returning to Tommy’s dick to slip his hand over the hardening length and take Tommy in deep. It took a lot of coaxing to get Tommy fully erect, which he was surprised was even happening, considering how much alcohol he’d drank.
Tommy didn’t pay much attention to Adam’s body. All he saw was pale skin and about a million freckles. Otherwise, he was too drunk to really care, but what he did notice was the distinct sound of Adam spitting.
“Oh, fuck,” Tommy moaned in surprise as Adam ran two wet fingers down behind his balls and circled his hole. He didn’t stop Adam, though. He wasn’t scared. He wasn’t overwhelmed by Adam’s sexual prowess. He was just…calm, and aroused. So, he didn’t say ‘no’ when Adam left him on the bed to return with a tube of lube and a condom.
Adam easily turned Tommy onto his stomach and Tommy stretched himself out, splaying his legs wide open. He even hummed a little while he hugged a pillow and waited for Adam to prep him. This wasn’t his first time taking it up the ass, after all. Though, it was the first time it’d actually be a dick getting shoved up there.
With experienced fingers, Adam gave Tommy’s ass a massage. Tommy bucked and groaned as Adam began testing how many fingers his could fit and made a little noise of astonishment when he was able to get a third one in there.
“You’ve done this before,” Adam said, it wasn’t a question.
Tommy snorted. “No shit,” he replied and flicked his hair over his shoulder to get a look at Adam sitting on the bed behind him. “Can you just fuck me already? I can already feel the whiskey dick coming on.”
Adam’s face lit up in surprise, but he continued to torture Tommy. He went so far as to reach a hand around and jerk Tommy off as he thrust his fingers inside until Tommy was bucking and starting to whimper. He was going to end up jumping on Adam’s dick in any minute if Adam didn’t hurry it up.
When Adam pulled his hand free, Tommy sighed in relief and waited until he felt Adam lining up against his ass. “I’m getting laid,” he randomly sing-songed before laughing, which stopped the moment that Adam pushed in.
Adam sunk in wide and deep. Tommy clutched at the pillow in his hands and mouthed soundless words. Adam then leaned down to kiss Tommy’s shoulder as he began to move. Tommy licked his lips as his face scrunched up in pain, in contrast to the pleasure that was rolling through him.
“Fuck, Adam,” was all he managed to get out before Adam was kissing him. It was wet and tasted like alcohol, but Tommy didn’t give a shit. This was awesome. Tommy had to grab himself and jerk along with Adam’s movements or he knew he was never going to get off.
Adam came first, not that Tommy really cared. He drooped against Tommy’s back, hips still slowly hitching as he placed kisses along Tommy’s shoulder blades. He then reached around to help Tommy nuzzle and pull on his dick until Tommy came, too, it was a little lackluster, but Tommy was willing to take anything for as drunk as he was.
Condom disposed of and come-smeared sheet kicked away, Tommy and Adam snuggled up with each other in the hotel bed. Adam threw the down comforter over them and Tommy nuzzled Adam’s shoulder before promptly falling asleep.
Waking up the next morning was kind of brutal. The first thing Tommy noticed was the aching of his head and the fact that it was freezing in the room. He then sat up and looked around, realizing he wasn’t in his own room and that Adam was sleeping next to him, naked.
“Fuck,” was all he uttered before wincing and burying his hot face into a pillow.
He really hadn’t meant to sleep with Adam - at least, not while they were both trashed. He wanted to remember things, which he couldn’t, now. Except for one thing… Had Adam seriously princess carried him into the room? Seriously? Seriously. He hoped no one had that on tape. He’d embarrassed himself enough already. Fuck.
Author: vanya_elda
Pairing: Adam Lambert/Tommy Joe Ratliff
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,500
Warnings: Fingering, drunk sex
Prompt: The thing about Tommy is that he can be rather clueless. He just kind of...stumbles trough life, sometimes. And that's pretty much how he accidentally slept with Adam.
Notes: For glam_kink Kink Meme #1.
Bendy Bendy, Bangy Bangy
There was this one time that Tommy Joe kind of, sort of, accidentally had sex with Adam.
That’s not to say it wasn’t consensual; Tommy just really didn’t intend to have sex with Adam, ever.
It started out with a kiss. The after party was winding down in Adam’s hotel suite, though Tommy still had a drink in his hand. Everyone else had left or was sacked out on one of the couches, like Taylor. Adam was making Tommy laugh by discussing what they could get away with on stage when he abruptly paused, swilled his drink and leered at Tommy over the rim.
Adam pointed to his cheek. “Kiss me,” he said with a twitch of a smirk.
“What?” Tommy said into his glass as he downed the rest of his whiskey. He was pretty sure Adam had just asked him to frisk him and then poked his cheek, but that didn’t make any sense.
Unblinking, Adam scooted closer. There was a glimmer of lust in his glazed eyes. “Kiss me, right here,” he repeated, this time grabbing Tommy’s hand and leading it to poke his cheek.
Well, that sounded harmless.
Tommy set his glass on the counter they were both leaning against and leaned across to kiss Adam on the cheek. It was just a smile and a quick peck, which he made noisy just because he could. As he pulled back, though, Adam caught his face and pulled his chin with soft fingers into something more intimate. Then Tommy slipped an arm around Adam’s back to curl his knuckles against Adam’s spine and pull him forward as Adam pushed his mouth open with his tongue.
This was not the first time that they had made out off stage. Tommy enjoyed kissing Adam, and he was pretty sure that Adam enjoyed it just as much. It was so easy to do. There had never been any real hang ups between them, just trust and friendship.
Adam then upped the ante by putting a little force behind the kiss as he gripped at Tommy’s face and neck. Tommy broke the kiss briefly to smile and nip at Adam’s lip with a little laugh that was nearing a giggle before Adam shushed him by devouring Tommy’s mouth and breathing him in.
The sudden pressing of power from Adam made Tommy stumble and rut his back up against the counter top as he caught Adam’s waist with both arms. “Shit, Adam, do we need to get a room?” he asked jokingly with a wide, drunken smile.
“I have a room,” Adam replied. “Are we going to use it?”
Tommy laughed at the sudden sincere vibe he was getting from Adam. “I don’t know. It’s your fucking room. Invite me or something,” Tommy said in a lazy tone as he pushed his hips back against Adam’s. If this night ended with him getting his dick sucked he would count it as a win.
“Do I need to carry you, too? Like a princess?” Adam asked. It was rhetorical because he was kissing Tommy immediately after. Tommy broke it up to lace his arms around Adam’s neck and briefly hoisted himself. Again, he was joking, but Adam caught him and scooped him up before he could drop back to the floor.
This time Tommy did actually giggle as Adam carried him into the adjoining room. He planted another kiss on Adam’s cheek for good measure. Adam dumped him onto the bed and quickly followed, which had Tommy landing in a heap with Adam looming over him.
Slowly, Adam pulled the boots off of Tommy and dropped them to the floor. Tommy propped himself up and went for a sloppy kiss, which Adam readily returned. The next thing that Tommy realized (and remembers) was that he was stripped down to his underwear while Adam was still fully clothed.
“It’s fucking cold in here,” Tommy said with a shiver as he ran a hand through his hair to brush it out of his eyes. “Why aren’t you naked?” he asked with a frown. He was too drunk to really care about his own body issues and Adam didn’t seem to mind that he had a little pudge on his belly.
Adam rolled his eyes. “You whine too much,” he noted. Before Tommy could refute that, Adam was palming his groin. Tommy’s eyes fluttered and he was hastily pushing out of his boxers, too. Adam ducked down and wrapped his hot lips to Tommy’s half-hard dick. Tommy gave a grunt of surprise before scrambling his hands to push Adam’s hair out of the way and watch.
Clothes started coming off. Adam’s pants went first and were followed closely by his shirt. All the while, he kept returning to Tommy’s dick to slip his hand over the hardening length and take Tommy in deep. It took a lot of coaxing to get Tommy fully erect, which he was surprised was even happening, considering how much alcohol he’d drank.
Tommy didn’t pay much attention to Adam’s body. All he saw was pale skin and about a million freckles. Otherwise, he was too drunk to really care, but what he did notice was the distinct sound of Adam spitting.
“Oh, fuck,” Tommy moaned in surprise as Adam ran two wet fingers down behind his balls and circled his hole. He didn’t stop Adam, though. He wasn’t scared. He wasn’t overwhelmed by Adam’s sexual prowess. He was just…calm, and aroused. So, he didn’t say ‘no’ when Adam left him on the bed to return with a tube of lube and a condom.
Adam easily turned Tommy onto his stomach and Tommy stretched himself out, splaying his legs wide open. He even hummed a little while he hugged a pillow and waited for Adam to prep him. This wasn’t his first time taking it up the ass, after all. Though, it was the first time it’d actually be a dick getting shoved up there.
With experienced fingers, Adam gave Tommy’s ass a massage. Tommy bucked and groaned as Adam began testing how many fingers his could fit and made a little noise of astonishment when he was able to get a third one in there.
“You’ve done this before,” Adam said, it wasn’t a question.
Tommy snorted. “No shit,” he replied and flicked his hair over his shoulder to get a look at Adam sitting on the bed behind him. “Can you just fuck me already? I can already feel the whiskey dick coming on.”
Adam’s face lit up in surprise, but he continued to torture Tommy. He went so far as to reach a hand around and jerk Tommy off as he thrust his fingers inside until Tommy was bucking and starting to whimper. He was going to end up jumping on Adam’s dick in any minute if Adam didn’t hurry it up.
When Adam pulled his hand free, Tommy sighed in relief and waited until he felt Adam lining up against his ass. “I’m getting laid,” he randomly sing-songed before laughing, which stopped the moment that Adam pushed in.
Adam sunk in wide and deep. Tommy clutched at the pillow in his hands and mouthed soundless words. Adam then leaned down to kiss Tommy’s shoulder as he began to move. Tommy licked his lips as his face scrunched up in pain, in contrast to the pleasure that was rolling through him.
“Fuck, Adam,” was all he managed to get out before Adam was kissing him. It was wet and tasted like alcohol, but Tommy didn’t give a shit. This was awesome. Tommy had to grab himself and jerk along with Adam’s movements or he knew he was never going to get off.
Adam came first, not that Tommy really cared. He drooped against Tommy’s back, hips still slowly hitching as he placed kisses along Tommy’s shoulder blades. He then reached around to help Tommy nuzzle and pull on his dick until Tommy came, too, it was a little lackluster, but Tommy was willing to take anything for as drunk as he was.
Condom disposed of and come-smeared sheet kicked away, Tommy and Adam snuggled up with each other in the hotel bed. Adam threw the down comforter over them and Tommy nuzzled Adam’s shoulder before promptly falling asleep.
Waking up the next morning was kind of brutal. The first thing Tommy noticed was the aching of his head and the fact that it was freezing in the room. He then sat up and looked around, realizing he wasn’t in his own room and that Adam was sleeping next to him, naked.
“Fuck,” was all he uttered before wincing and burying his hot face into a pillow.
He really hadn’t meant to sleep with Adam - at least, not while they were both trashed. He wanted to remember things, which he couldn’t, now. Except for one thing… Had Adam seriously princess carried him into the room? Seriously? Seriously. He hoped no one had that on tape. He’d embarrassed himself enough already. Fuck.