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Dec. 20th, 2010 02:25 pm (UTC)
Re: Tommy/Isaac + Sophie
Yes! I love this prompt! And I love that Sophie knows and is fine with it, and it's sexy times all around. So seconding this
Dec. 20th, 2010 02:28 pm (UTC)
Re: Sequel to "Tag, You're It", and more kidnapped!Tommy
yey! *does interpretive dance of joy*. That completely fine. I'll be here waiting, quiet and patient.
Dec. 20th, 2010 06:40 pm (UTC)
Adam/hooker who resembles Tommy
I put this on my journal yesterday and some people liked it and said I should post it here. I'm not sure if it is maybe too detailed/too long for this comm and also: there's no real kink in it. But if someone reads it here and likes it enough to take it, I'd be very happy. :)

Premise: Adam might want Tommy, but Tommy is straight (as far as Adam knows), so there's no chance for him to get what he wants. And he's okay with that, sort of. So, Adam can't have Tommy, but now, since the tour is over, he can't even "have" him on stage anymore.

Plot: So, Adam's enjoying the time he actually gets for himself, relaxing, and one night he's smoking pot alone in his quiet house (or appartment or whatever) and thinks back to the tour ... and Amsterdam, since he's smoking pot, and remembers the kiss and everything and he really has a craving for Tommy. In fact he realizes for the first time, how much he simply wants to "have" him, to touch him, to feel him ... So he decides to get a hooker. He calls an "agency" and "orders" someone who looks just like Tommy: smaller, fragile, blonde and he gets exactly what he wants. The similarity is almost painful for him, but he really appreciates it, because he can get totally lost in his fantasy.

When the boy asks Adam what he expects, Adam only asks for two things: if the boy would be comfortable closing his eyes (because the color is not quite like Tommy's and Adam doesn't want anything to destroy his fantasy) and that he shouldn't talk (his voice doesn't fit Tommy's and again - Adam wants this to be as close to his fantasy as it can be. That's not saying the boy has to be quiet, though. he just shouldn't "talk" as in "whole and very articulate sentences" during the sex). Adam also asks for the guy's rules and he explains it: no kissing on the mouth, if he had to beat him, then no beating in the face, sex only with condom etc.
Adam agrees to all of them and then they have sex and it's nothing like the hooker expected (maybe he thought Adam is just another weirdo celebrety, that wants to "play dirty", so he prepared himself emotionally for some bad things). But it's soft, it's sweet, it's passionate and so full of love that he even breaks one of his own rules and allows Adam to kiss him during the sex. When they're done, Adam holds him close and the guy notices that Adam sheds a tear or two (not sobbing, just a silent tear) and the guy says: "You should tell him" And Adam is all "Huh? ... Who? Why? What are you talking about?" And the guy says: "You know, we didn't just have sex you paid me for. You made love! But you don't know me and I'm sure you don't love me. So, whoever it is, tell him!"

And with that advice Adam is left alone and he really thinks about it.

I want it to be that Adam really enjoyes the fucking. He is completely aware that he can't have the "real deal" and that this is, in fact, another person. But he likes to play "make believe", he likes to pretend (and he's good at it), so that's what he does. And in his mind, he really does all the things he would like to do with Tommy and so it gets very sensual and emotional and hot, because although this isn't Tommy, which is kind of a sad thing, the good thing about it is, that he doesn't have to hold anything back, he doesn't have to be "careful" or "gentle". He's not rough, of course, either, but ... it's different with a person who's experienced gay sex before.
Adam is not depressed or broken-hearted, not really. He knows it is what it is with Tommy, that he can't have him, but he gives himself over to this fantasy of having Tommy once - with the hooker. And so, he sort of gets what he wants.

Everything that comes after the night with the hooker is up to the author. If Adam tells Tommy or not, how Tommy's reaction would be ... whatever.

Dec. 20th, 2010 06:49 pm (UTC)
Re: Adam/hooker who resembles Tommy
OOOOHHHHHHH yesssss !!
Dec. 20th, 2010 08:16 pm (UTC)
Re: Tommy/Isaac + Sophie
WANT THIS!!!! SOO BAD!!! love that you included non-pining and ok-with-everything sophie. angst runs rampant sometimes in these kinds of stories :P Hope someone takes this on!
Dec. 20th, 2010 09:55 pm (UTC)
Re: Tommy pole dancing/lap dancing fic
Oooooh, I like~
Dec. 21st, 2010 10:30 am (UTC)
I may write this and fill my own prompt. IDEK.
Anyway, it's during Glam Nation and it's a hotel night, and something's wrong with the A/C in Tommy's room, so it's VERY cold in there. So while the staff resolve the problam, Tommy finds himself in Adam's room. Fluff/cuddling ensue, but if they have sex, pretty please just make it tender and not angsty or angry or desperate or something.
Kind of a cliche idea but anyone who write's this will make my world go round. ;)
Long propmt is long.
Dec. 21st, 2010 11:04 am (UTC)
D: DW!!
Dec. 21st, 2010 03:09 pm (UTC)
I know there's a ton of Dom!Adam and sub!tommy out there and I really love that but I would totally give my first born to someone who writes the complete opposite, so sub!Adam and Dom!Tommy. It would be awesome if bondage could be included since that's totally my kink xD
Dec. 21st, 2010 03:20 pm (UTC)
Re: Dom!Tommy/sub!Adam

This would be amazing especially when the total opposite is perceived on tour. Interesting to show the on and off stage change in dynamic! Maybe Adam getting punished for stage shenanigans! HOT!!!
Dec. 21st, 2010 03:43 pm (UTC)
Re: Adam+Tommy+ballroom dancing
Just a quick comment!fic fill... I love ballroom dancing and I really couldn't resist making Adam and Tommy do a rumba xD
'Adam. You're not actually serious about this.'
'Why not?' Adam tests out his new shoes. They're a bit too formal for his liking but just the fact that he can wear heels (even if they're not actually that high) is totally amazing.
'We're not going to do a rumba during the concert. I do not want to be responsible for another Twitter-explosion. No, really.' It's not of much use, Adam just wraps his arms around Tommy's waist and starts to work his hips. 'Adam!'
'Come on, babe, do it for me.' Adam brushes his lips against Tommy's forehead and dammit, if Tommy had ever been able to resist Adam he can't even remember it anymore.
'Fine,' he grumbles. 'But I'm not going to wear a dress.'
He feels rather than sees Adam smile and immediately regrets saying that.
'Of course you're not.'
Adam lets go of him for a moment to start the music again and then assumes dance position.
'I don't get why I have to be the girl,' Tommy whines.
'Because I know the steps so I can lead.'
And with that, Adam starts dancing and Tommy has a really hard time not constantly looking down at the way Adam's hips are moving. Damn, that guy is sexy no matter what he does.
'Don't worry, you can do this too in a short while.'
Adam knows that Tommy is about to protest so he twirls him a couple of times so the only sound coming from Tommy's mouth is a squeak.
Suddenly the world is upside down for Tommy and he's hanging over Adam's arm. When he looks up, there's a smiling Adam and Tommy just has to kiss that smile off his face.
'So, rumba on stage?' Adam asks after he put Tommy back on his feet and he stopped the music.
'If it ends like that? Hell yeah.' Adam starts a new song and Tommy groans. 'But if we're going to dance to the Backstreet Boys on stage I will fucking end you.'
Dec. 21st, 2010 04:17 pm (UTC)
Re: pocket-sized!Tommy
Uhm, I really do not have an excuse for this. It's just random and I hope someone else will come along and do this prompt justice (Adam does have something with tiny people, doesn't he? xD ) but for now, have this little comment!fic fill ^^
Adam's just getting home from going grocery shopping when he hears faint shouting from the kitchen. That can only be one thing, he knows, so he hurries to the kitchen and sees his instinct was right. Tommy's fallen in the sink and can't get out.

He picks him up and cuddles Tommy as well as he can while he rambles on and on about how it's not his fault, he just tripped when he went to get something to eat and he spent ages in there and why didn't Adam come back sooner?

Tommy doesn't calm down until Adam's sitting on the couch and he can curl up on his lap. Adam pets his hair and waits until he is fully asleep before picking him up and carrying him to Adam's bed. It was quite funny how the little man seemed even smaller in Adam's big bed.

Adam slips into bed himself and Tommy snuggles up to him immediately. He's not going to sleep tonight, he knows – he'll be too afraid that he'll accidentally crush Tommy in his sleep – but that's a small price to pay.

He presses a kiss to Tommy's head and covers him with a towel so he'll stay warm. Tomorrow Tommy will do something else traumatic and Adam will have to deal with that but y'know, that's what happens when you're pocket-sized.

At least it's handy for when Tommy's being a bad boy.
Dec. 21st, 2010 09:55 pm (UTC)
Re: Adam/Tommy - dance - Fill!
Tommy was getting more impatient (not to mention nervous) with every fucking second passing without Adam coming into the room.

Seriously, he'd sent Cam out to get him ages ago, he should've been long here by now. His feet were killing him, why had he ever thought wearing high-heeled boots was a good idea?

Glancing his watch told him only five minutes had passed since he'd sent Cam and he sighed. This was going to feel like fucking ages.

Finally, when Tommy was sure his feet were going to fall off and the cane he was holding had actually fallen out of his hands a couple of times – so what, his hands were sweaty – the door opened and Adam came in.

'Hey, Cam told me to look for you, she said you needed me or something...'

Then he actually saw Tommy and his mouth fell open.

'Damn, Tommy...' was the only thing he managed to say. He sank into the chair that had conveniently been placed next to the door (Tommy might have been hoping for this reaction) and kept on staring. No one could really blame him, though. Tommy had spent ages perfecting his look and was now wearing tight leather pants, a blouse that was only half-buttoned and those high-heeled torture devices.

With an awesome move, if he may say so himself, Tommy jabbed the CD-player with the end of his cane and Strut started playing. He'd practised this so often that he would be able to dance in his sleep, which turned out to be really handy as he couldn't quite concentrate on anything besides Adam.

He finished with a neat little twirl of the cane and remained still, panting, while the song looped. Adam closed his mouth, shook his head a few times, and stood up only to pull Tommy down on his lap.

'All that just for me? I'd nearly think you were trying to tell me something,' Adam said. Tommy rolled his eyes and swatted Adam with the stick that was still in his hands.

'I was, dumbass.'

Figuring that Adam's mind might still be too blown to come up with it, Tommy leaned in and kissed him. Adam's hands came up and tangled in his hair immediately, giving Tommy nowhere to go even if he wanted to.

After a while, they broke apart.

'You know, I really liked the dance,' Adam said. 'Mind if I do something like that during the show?'

'Not unless you won't let me fuck you afterwards,' Tommy replied. Adam's eyes darkened and Tommy could hardly suppress a grin.

'I'm so going to keep you to that, just so you know.'

Tommy couldn't say he cared much about that.
Dec. 21st, 2010 10:14 pm (UTC)
Another Part: Cat Naps 1/6
So. This kind of got stuck about half way through, so I don't know how good it is, but here it is anyway.

So Tommy can sleep just about anywhere, right? It’s probably one of the best parts of his were essentially being a cat, that innate ability to fit himself into weird places and curl up to pass out.

The problem is that Adam can’t. That wouldn’t really be a problem, except for the fact that Adam’s sleep schedule is synched to Tommy’s because of the bond, and Adam’s been running himself ragged, doing tour stuff that the rest of them don’t have to do.

Tommy never really thought it’d be a problem – his sleeping pattern has never really been in synch with someone else’s before, at least not since he was just a kitten and attached to his mom, so it just never occurred to him.

He can still catch naps here and there, whenever Adam’s far enough away that he can’t feel Adam’s emotions clouding his own, but lately they’ve both been on the verge of passing out on stage.

And Tommy’s tried talking to him about it, he really has. Unfortunately, whenever Tommy says ‘I’m worried about you’ Adam just brushes it off.

Tommy thinks it has something to do with his Alpha-ness, with him putting Tommy’s well-being above his own, but he doesn’t really know for sure.

He does know that when Adam gets exhausted he gets impatient and brusque with everyone, including Tommy, and that shit isn’t going to fly for much longer. As much as people love Adam, no one’s gonna take being yelled at for one cord being out of place much longer.

Especially Tommy.

It takes some sneaky maneuvering to get Neil in on his plan.

“Dude, what are you doing?” Neil demands, shoving Tommy back with one hand.

Tommy settles back onto his side of the couch and shrugs. “Nothing,” he says innocently.

He’s learned that the innocent routine works on most Alphas, even if they don’t happen to be your Alpha, and Neil’s no exception to the rule, as much as he likes to tell himself he is.

Half an hour later, he’s managed to insert himself under Neil’s arm, mostly without Neil even noticing.

“You know Adam’s gonna kill you if he sees you like that, right?” Monte says as he passes them, on his way to the front of the bus.

Neil jerks so hard he almost knocks Tommy off the couch. “Okay, what do you want?” he demands.

Tommy smiles.

“How did you manage this?” Adam asks, dropping both their bags onto the floor and letting the door swing closed behind him.

Tommy heads straight to the bed and throws himself down onto it, inhaling the scent of fabric softener. “It wasn’t that hard,” he says, muffled by the pillow. He rolls onto his back and toes his shoes off, kicking them onto the floor.

Adam laughs softly and surveys the room, looking around like he’s the king of the castle. Tommy rolls his eyes and holds his arms out. Figures he has to do all the work here. “C’mere,” he says.

Adam makes his way to the side of the bed and leans over Tommy just long enough to kiss him briefly before straightening up. “I said come here,” Tommy says, tugging Adam’s arm.

“Yeah, I heard you,” Adam says. “I’m still waiting for a reason, though. Everyone’s gonna check out the pool in a few minutes, there’s really no point in lying down.”

“Not everyone,” Tommy says. “But if you want a reason I figured that you could fuck me real quick and then we could sleep for about fourteen hours.”

Adam swallows. “Or we could do that,” he agrees.

Phase one of the plan complete.

“Are you actually trying to get me to turn into a sloth or is there something going on that you’re not telling me?” Adam asks, combing his fingers through Tommy’s hair.

Tommy scoffs. “Sloths only move when it’s necessary. I think you moved more than that over the past few hours.”

“Tommy,” Adam says, using his don’t fuck with me, I’m your Alpha voice. Tommy shrugs and rolls over a little more, burying his face in Adam’s shoulder.

“You just need a break, is all, so I arranged one for you.”

The muscles in Adam’s arm go tense under his cheek. “Baby,” Adam starts, and he’s obviously keeping his voice in check, because it’s way too even for the emotions Tommy can smell coming off of him.
Dec. 21st, 2010 10:16 pm (UTC)
Re: Another Part: Cat Naps 2/6
“No, shut up and listen to me for two minutes,” Tommy snaps, sitting and shoving his hair out of his face irritably. “The other day you were practically falling asleep on your feet. You’ve got too many interviews and appointments and whatever the fuck else it is you do, and you’re not getting enough sleep, which means that I’m not getting enough sleep. You needed a break, I needed a break, everyone needed a fucking break, okay? And if you try to reschedule whatever the fuck it was you were supposed to be doing in the next twenty-four hours I’m gonna spend the next two weeks on the other bus and not only will you not be sleeping but you won’t be coming, either.”

He gets up and stalks into the bathroom, twisting the shower on violently. Stupid Adam and his stupid not taking care of himself.


He’s just standing underneath the water when Adam slips in behind him, arms sliding around Tommy’s waist.

“I was being a dick, wasn’t I?” Adam asks.

Tommy makes an unimpressed noise. “That’s an understatement,” he mutters, folding his arms over his chest.

Adam nuzzles the side of his head, turning them a little so their faces aren’t directly under the spray. “I just wanna take care of you,” he murmurs, and Tommy’s cheetah fucking glows.

Tommy sighs. “I know,” he says, letting his exhaustion colour his voice, because it’s not like Adam can’t smell it anyway. “But you can’t do that if you’re always tired.”

“So what do you want me to do?” Adam asks. “It’s not like I can just drop any of my commitments.”

“I know,” Tommy answers, twisting in Adam’s grip and grabbing Adam’s face with both hands. “I just want you to give me twenty-four hours with no phones, no tweeting, no interviews, no tour stuff.”

Adam looks at him, water dripping down his face. “And you think that’s really gonna help?” he asks. He seems skeptical, but Tommy’s pretty fucking determined.

Tommy shrugs. “No harm in trying,” he says.

“Okay,” Adam says, and brings their mouths together.

It works, more or less. Adam relaxes, and when he’s relaxed he sleeps a lot better.

There’s still something off about it, about the way he’s acting. He probably thinks that Tommy doesn’t notice, but Tommy does. He’s not as oblivious as people think he is.

It takes him a while to figure out exactly what’s wrong, but when he does, it’s like a slap in the face.

Adam’s trying to bring out Tommy’s cheetah. He thinks that Tommy’s not in tune enough or some shit and he’s trying to make that change.

Well fuck him. Tommy’s perfectly fine the way he is.

He starts pulling back, a whole lot resentful about the way Adam’s been treating him, like he’s some kind of child who needs to be taught about embracing himself for who he is.

Fuck him.

He knows that Adam notices, but so far he hasn’t said anything about it, so Tommy keeps pulling back, spending less time with Adam and more time with everyone else on tour.

He still sleeps with Adam, of course. Sadly enough, it’s the best part of his day, those hours he gets to spend with Adam’s arms wrapped around him, with Adam’s breathing slow and steady against his ear. It still makes him feel warm and safe and happy, so obviously their bond is as strong as ever.

It doesn’t stop him from being pissed that Adam thinks he knows what it’s like for him.

Adam wouldn’t be Adam if he let it continue, though, and Tommy knows that the talk is coming as soon as they have a hotel room.

He’s not disappointed. Adam lets him have long enough to wash his make up off and settle into the bed before he starts in on it.

“You know you’re being a little bitch, right?” Adam asks, stripping his shirt off over his head. Tommy rolls his eyes and turns the tv on, trying to avoid looking at the expanse of Adam’s bare chest, because if he does then he’s going to start thinking about how much bigger Adam is than he is, and if he starts thinking about much bigger Adam is than him then he’s going to get turned on, and if he gets turned on then Adam’s going to smell it, and if Adam smells it he’s going to get distracted, and if Adam gets distracted then Tommy’s going to get distracted, and if they’re both distracted then they’re going to end up having sex.

It’s a vicious cycle.
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