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6jenn
Sep. 28th, 2010 05:47 am (UTC)
Re: Filled: Asunder Part 8
Oh. That hurt... a lot.
atomic_dawn
Sep. 28th, 2010 05:55 am (UTC)
Re: Filled: Asunder Part 8
*wibble* It's good he can handle Adam helping him out, for now.
untamedfilly
Sep. 28th, 2010 06:01 am (UTC)
Re: Filled: Asunder Part 8
BB, I can read your words all day. They do things to me. This is gut wrenching, but their friendship, among everything else, is just so damn beautiful. And the way you describe what Tommy is feeling, OMFG, I can feel it in my bones. MY BONES...

I need more bb! Please give it to me! Begging here...
thrace_adams
Sep. 28th, 2010 06:22 am (UTC)
Re: Filled: Asunder Part 8
OH man that was so sad!!!!! GAH so sad.... :(
(Anonymous)
Sep. 28th, 2010 06:51 am (UTC)
Re: FILLED: The Kindness of Strangers (18/?)
Adam finished undressing, movements quick and efficient. When he was naked, he removed his wallet from the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out a condom of a thin packet of lube. Out of the corner of his eyes, Adam could see Tommy shifting on the bed, tugging at his bond, shaking his head and murmuring “no, no, no, no.” Over and over again, but it barely registered as Adam sheathed his cock and slicked himself with lube. A minute later, he was on his knees between Tommy’s thighs, hands holding his legs high and wide as he slid his cock in and out of Tommy’s ass.

Everything slowed down and sped up all at once, fragmenting, giving the entire experience a surreal quality, like it wasn’t really happening, like Adam was imagining it. The scene filtered into his consciousness in bits and pieces, individual details like abandoned puzzle pieces, fractions of a whole. Tommy’s face, contorted with pain and wet with streaming tears, mouth hanging open, begging “please, stop” with each stroke of Adam’s thick cock. The distant sound of the music downstairs, the thumping rhythm felt rather than heard. The trickle of sweat running across Tommy’s collarbone, shiny in the light of the room as Tommy’s body writhed beneath Adam. The wild creaking of the bed as Adam held Tommy open and rammed his cock hard and deep, fucking him with dizzying force. Tommy’s blond hair, drier now, fanning across the pillow beneath his head. The filthy, wet sounds coming from Tommy’s body as Adam’s cock slid through the cum already filling him. The way Tommy’s hands kept curling into tight fists before loosening again, repeatedly, like Tommy was trying to grab onto something and finding nothing but air. The low growls and drawn-out groans that Adam couldn’t suppress as he pounded into Tommy, rendered speechless by the unbelievable heat of him.

He could see Tommy weeping, could hear him begging, but it all seemed so dim, so far away, like Adam was experiencing it through thick, heavy layers. Every thought was shocked out of him as he was reduced to this mindless, thrusting thing, driving his cock in as deep as it could go. And Tommy—Tommy was burning hot, around his cock, beneath his fingers, a scalding heat that made Adam push harder, that made him snarl and snap his hips forward over and over again until the pleasure overtook him, starting somewhere at the base of his spine and fanning outwards, wave after wave after wave, until Adam let go of Tommy’s legs and collapsed against him.
(Anonymous)
Sep. 28th, 2010 07:01 am (UTC)
Re: FILLED: The Kindness of Strangers (19/?)
It took Adam a long moment to figure out what he was hearing. But when he finally dragged himself off Tommy’s body and saw his lips still moving, Adam understood. Even though it was over, Tommy was still locked into it, still crying, still begging.

“Please, stop. Please. Stop.”

Adam climbed off the bed completely and walked into the bathroom, leaving Tommy tied up on the bed. He moved to pull off the condom and paused for a moment, staring with a kind of detached curiosity at the streak of crimson on the translucent latex. Then he pulled the condom off his cock, tying it and tossing it into the wastebasket beside the sink. Adam stared at his reflection in the mirror, frowning at the state of his hair and makeup. He grabbed a comb off the counter and fixed his hair before tearing off a thick wad of toilet paper and blotting his face. As he leaned across the counter to toss the toilet paper into the trash, Adam caught sight of the small eyeliner pencil from before. It seemed like an eternity ago. Adam picked up the pencil, and with a remarkably steady hand, he finished the job he had started two hours ago.

He walked back into the bedroom after and pulled his clothes back on, sitting down on the edge of the bed to put on his socks and black, snakeskin boots. Then he reached out to untie Tommy’s hands, getting his belt free and putting that on as well.

Through it all, Tommy didn’t move. He remained on his back, just like Adam had left him, hips still raised on a pillow and legs spread wide. His eyes were open and staring up at the ceiling, and he stayed motionless save for the occasional blink and the tears streaming silently down his face.

Adam took his phone out of his pocket and checked the time. Then he picked Tommy’s clothes off the floor, folded each item, and set them in a neat little stack at the foot of the bed.

“You should get dressed and head downstairs. You’ve only got eighteen minutes before your boyfriend leaves.”

Without another word, Adam turned around and headed for the door. He flipped the lock and pulled the door open. Then, with one last backward glance at Tommy, Adam walked out and shut the door behind him.

A/N: Okay, coming up on the very end now. I'll try to post that tomorrow. I hope all this didn't traumatize anyone too much. I know that it was pretty ugly. It was incredibly difficult to write, and I'm sure, to read as well.
isolde13
Sep. 28th, 2010 07:09 am (UTC)
Re: FILLED: The Kindness of Strangers (19/?)
Wow. Just wow.

I have no words, really. And I thought I wrote dark.

This was literally like a train wreck that I couldn't look away from. Poor Tommy. Omg, all I want for him is to get some help. Just someone to help him. Anyone.

And I think I hate your Adam more than I've ever hated any fic incarnation of his. And that's a compliment, believe it or not.

I'm really looking forward to the end of this, although I can't imagine where else you could possibly take us
greyhound798
Sep. 28th, 2010 07:36 am (UTC)
Re: Filled: Asunder Part 8
:(((((( This part almost brought me to tears. I have a heaviness in my heart...it hurts!! It's amazing Tommy is letting Adam help him...he's so broken and fragile right now. Adam is there for him, just enough, not too much.

BB you packed a hell of a punch in one short chapter. *F5F5F5F5F5*
analiise
Sep. 28th, 2010 07:50 am (UTC)
Re: Filled: Asunder Part 8
Wow. Just read all 8 chapters. This is very intense. So well written. I can feel it happening...you are a brilliant writer. I don't read a lot of this type of fic because if it isn't extremely well written it can seem...just wrong. But this...this is so well done. Heart wrenching.
xxvikixx
Sep. 28th, 2010 08:23 am (UTC)
Re: FILL: Fly Away With You 8/??
This is sooo good. :D
(Anonymous)
Sep. 28th, 2010 08:42 am (UTC)
FILL: Fly Away With You 9/10
“Hey, it’s not shit if it works,” Adam protests, but he shifts his hands to pull Tommy’s legs up around his waist in spite of the protest. “And I need my other hand.” A quicksilver kind of grin flits across his face. “Even I’m not that good.”

He lets go and Tommy slides, then swears and tightens his legs around Adam’s waist before he can hit the floor. Adam chuckles and kisses Tommy’s temple. Tommy focuses on breathing the way Adam suggested while Adam starts to move, hands on Tommy’s hips and his forehead resting against Tommy’s, and after awhile Tommy shuts his eyes not to close Adam out but because if the crowd earlier was intense then there’s no word in the English language that’s enough to describe this and he’s just not ready to take it all in.

“You okay?” Adam murmurs into his ear, and Tommy feels the shiver all the way to the base of his spine.

“Y-yeah.” He tightens his arms around Adam’s neck, aware on some level that he’s not doing a whole lot to be helpful here and then wondering how the hell he could be helpful anyway when he knows jack shit about being fucked by a man, and then Adam’s hand isn’t on his hip anymore.

Tommy feels himself sliding off to one side and squeezes his legs around Adam’s waist before he falls, and then he lets out a wail louder than he knew he could make when he sees white behind his closed eyelids. Adam shifts, pushes Tommy more firmly against the wall, and then he starts moving again and all Tommy can do is hold on and try to keep enough of his brains in his head that he won’t do something stupid like going limp and hitting the floor when Adam reaches down between them and strokes Tommy’s balls with one finger.

He’s pretty sure he should be embarrassed when he comes before Adam does, but then Adam’s unhooking his legs and sliding him gently down to the ground, taking a deep breath of his own and then guiding Tommy to the bed to sit before finishing himself off with a couple of fast strokes and padding off to grab a couple of washcloths. He’s in the middle of wiping off the remains of Tommy’s makeup with the second one when Tommy finally manages to get enough brain cells together to address him.

“You know, you could’ve . . . “ and he’s not quite sure how to put it delicately enough that he’d be comfortable with saying it, so finally he just sort of waves a hand weakly and lets it fall back on the bed. “If you’re clean I wouldn’t care.”

“You’d care tomorrow when you had this annoying as hell wet patch in your underwear,” Adam tells him. “Condoms aren’t just for diseases.” He tosses the washcloth at the nightstand and reaches for Tommy’s hand. “Are you really okay?”
(Anonymous)
Sep. 28th, 2010 08:44 am (UTC)
FILL: Fly Away With You 10/10
Tommy nods against the pillow. He could probably put what he’s feeling into some kind of words, but his brain is still too fried to manage it, and finally when Adam swings his legs up into the bed Tommy just lays his head in Adam’s lap and runs a hand over his thigh.

“So. I really wasn’t expecting to end up getting laid because I was late getting to Singapore and you were late getting to an interview,” he says, and Adam laughs a little and runs his fingers through Tommy’s hair.

“I’ve got yours in my suitcase,” Adam tells him, and Tommy nods against his leg. “I can grab it if you want.”

“I don’t wanna move.”

Adam shifts out from underneath him, sliding a pillow under his head and lying alongside him. “Do you . . . wanna stay here tonight?” he finally asks, and Tommy nods before scooting over, girliness be damned, and sort of snuggling into Adam’s arms.

“And sometime soon you owe me a blowjob if you’re gonna be writing about it,” Tommy mutters, just loudly enough to be considered coherent. “You can’t tease somebody like that.”

Adam smiles against Tommy’s forehead. “If it means you’re coming back, deal.”

“No promises,” Tommy says, and he already knows that’s a lie, if he’s coming back it might not be a forever deal but it won’t be an extended one-night-stand, either—but he doesn’t want to leave Adam with any fairytale ideas that’ll only end with guilt on Tommy’s side and heartbreak on Adam’s. He’s almost thirty and still so sweet it hurts just to think about someone disillusioning him, and Tommy doesn’t want to be the one who does it.

“Okay,” Adam agrees, and runs his fingers through Tommy’s hair. Then, “I asked at the ticket booth if I could get a duplicate ticket for your journal. First show overseas and everything. I stuck it in there when I found out I had it so it wouldn’t get lost.”

Tommy’s mostly asleep, but he thinks he smiles. “Thanks.”

“Sure thing,” he hears Adam say, and as the two of them shift into a comfortable sleeping position Tommy has his last thought of the night:

Thank God Adam writes shitty porn.
janesgravity
Sep. 28th, 2010 08:50 am (UTC)
Re: FILL: Fly Away With You 10/10
You are my favourite ~nonnie *_*
etharei
Sep. 28th, 2010 09:00 am (UTC)
Re: FILL: Fly Away With You 10/10
this is so awesome. I love the idea of Tommy keeping a journal. It reminds me a little of that "Tommy time" he mentioned in the recent band vid. And LOL, I'm sure he'd be totally cool with finding Adam's fanfic p0rn about him. Thank you for the lovely, highly enjoyable read ♥
mtnwomanbc
Sep. 28th, 2010 09:00 am (UTC)
Re: Come On, Kick the Bass(3)
Some of the best writing I have read in this fandom (or any other since I only read Adam related fics):

"Each helping the other, giving what was needed, taking what was given. Both sides loving the other, giving what was needed."

If just RL encompassed same.
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