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isolde13
Aug. 21st, 2010 06:15 am (UTC)
Re: Adam/Tommy - Sex Pollen
You already know I'm jizzing, but...can't wait!
sin_fuego
Aug. 21st, 2010 06:28 am (UTC)
Re: Filled: Adam/Tommy, bareback/felching
akjdkjakdja

that's so fucking hot and filthy. thank you AA for losing their luggage
sin_fuego
Aug. 21st, 2010 06:35 am (UTC)
Re: Adam/Tommy, Adam/MC, Tommy/MC, jealously
Want!
(Anonymous)
Aug. 21st, 2010 06:40 am (UTC)
Re: Fill: Adam/Tommy, Massage. (2/2)
I love masssage fic and this was very sensual! I also love that Tommy got to take care of Adam here :)
(Anonymous)
Aug. 21st, 2010 06:41 am (UTC)
Re: Adam/Tommy - Possessive Adam
DW x 10
(Anonymous)
Aug. 21st, 2010 06:42 am (UTC)
Re: Adam/Tommy
NNGGGHHHHH

thememoryslides
Aug. 21st, 2010 06:43 am (UTC)
Re: Fill: Just Like Notting Hill 7/7
This was gorgeous. Funny, sweet, heartbreaking and sexy. Absolutely lovely.
thememoryslides
Aug. 21st, 2010 06:48 am (UTC)
Re: Jealous!Tommy
SO WANT!
neednotwant
Aug. 21st, 2010 06:51 am (UTC)
Re: Fill: Just Like Notting Hill 7/7
Warmed my heart <3 Just lovely.
thememoryslides
Aug. 21st, 2010 06:51 am (UTC)
Re: Adam/Tommy
Someone should write a SGA/Glam blend where Adam is John and Tommy is Rodney because SO MUCH WIN!
(Anonymous)
Aug. 21st, 2010 06:53 am (UTC)
Adam/Tommy - Viagra
Ever since reading Take the Blue Pill by dramady and edonyx (http://archiveofourown.org/works/66809), I've wanted to see a fic where Adam does take Viagra. Maybe a bit of sex-pollen too? As multiple orgams and cum play would be hot!
vlredreign
Aug. 21st, 2010 06:58 am (UTC)
Re: Filled: Adam/Tommy, bareback/felching
Oh, fuck me running....I need more of this, DAMN!!!! THE HOT, IT BURNS.
sin_fuego
Aug. 21st, 2010 07:01 am (UTC)
Re: Fill: Just Like Notting Hill 7/7
This is lovely and portrays their relationship so very well. I enjoyed the h/c aspect of it; it was very realistic and felt true to their characters.
(Anonymous)
Aug. 21st, 2010 07:59 am (UTC)
Fill: In the Contract 1/2
"O.K.," Tommy said. "We've got white crackers, toast, flat Seven-Up and your favorite fluffy pillow." He laid each item out on the night stand as he mentioned them, except for the pillow, which was already propping Adam up on the bed. Adam looked at him mournfully. "Don't give me that face," Tommy said. "I told you not to kiss that boy. He even said he was sick, didn't he?"

"But he was cute," Adam moaned. He thrust his hand up to his forehead, but dropped it again when holding it up evidently became too much.

Tommy picked a cracker out of the packaging and nudged Adam's mouth. "Come on. Just a nibble."

Eyes closed, Adam obeyed with the smallest of whimpers. He bit a corner off. Tommy waited patiently while he chewed and then tapped it between his lips again. "Little more." Adam slitted his eyes open, stuck his tongue out and licked the underside of the cracker.

He probably thought he was being cheeky, but Tommy just shoved it into his mouth. He'd been playing nursemaid for hours. Adam was by far the most demanding sick person he'd ever had to deal with. He wasn't rude like some difficult sick people...he was clueless. It was like he'd never been sick before and really had no idea what he was supposed to do. Everything Tommy brought to him was met with wide eyes, even the things Tommy thought babies knew. Like the Seven Up. Who didn't know that flat Seven Up settles an upset stomach? So, Tommy spent way more time than necessary assuring Adam that he knew what he was doing when Adam should have just been doing like he was told and sleeping. He hadn't even napped. What kind of sick person didn't nap? All he'd done was whine and vomit.

The last time Tommy had spent a Saturday with someone who'd done that, he'd gotten laid on a Friday.

"My stomach hurts," Adam said as he chewed. He patted it feebly. "I'm going to throw up again."

Tommy reared back, eyes wide. "What, right now?" He grabbed the trashcan, which he had rinsed out minutes before.

"I mean if you keep forcing me to eat," Adam said, thrusting his lower lip out. (Tommy couldn't decide if he should laugh because he did look pretty cute all innocent like that or shove another cracker in him because if he didn't eat his stomach was going to digest itself.) "It's not very nice. I'm sick."

"I know, baby." Tommy put the trashcan down. "Do you want me to rub your stomach?" He expected that Adam would say 'no', that there was a line to what he'd allow when he was being coddled, plus the explaining that would have to go along with it wasn't too appealing. What he did not expect was for Adam to nod, adding in a pathetic hum, and to scoot down so he was on his back and then pull his shirt up over his belly by himself.

"Oh," Tommy said, both pleased and shocked at the sudden agreement. He brushed his hands free of cracker crumbs on his jeans.

"It hurts here," Adam pointed helpfully. "And also here."

"Right." Rubbing his hands together to warm them up, Tommy...laid hands on him, to use the parlance of the evangelists. He fought back the urge to start spouting lines from The Exorcist. Adam's skin was warm, but not quite burning. It gave easily to Tommy's touch, knead-able under his fingers. He pushed too hard once or twice and made Adam shift and grumble, so he eased up and Adam settled again. "It's all right?"
(Anonymous)
Aug. 21st, 2010 08:00 am (UTC)
Re: Fill: In the Contract 2/2
"'s good," Adam mumbled. His eyes were drooping. Tommy stopped and held the soda up to his lips, one hand behind Adam's head to help him sit up.

"Come on, babyboy, just drink a little before you sleep."

Adam managed two sips before dropping his head back. Tommy was still holding him and eased him down. "Try to relax. Sleep if you can." He resumed massaging Adam's stomach, letting his hand splay out from the middle and push and stroke outwards to the sides and down. Adam was wearing sweatpants, and he pushed the waistband down a bit so he could massage him below his waist and get every bit of tension out. He knew that it wasn't just the flu that had Adam down. He carried stress in his belly chakra, which had a proper name but Tommy never paid enough attention when Adam started going on about it to remember. He remembered where they were (head, heart, stomach), and figured that ought to be enough.

Glancing up, he saw that Adam's eyes were closed and his face, finally, looked relaxed. He swept his hands firmly over him again, thumbs pressing the edges of his belly button as his fingers stretched as far as they could and moved down and out and over and in and up until he was back at the start. Adam was snoring lightly. Tommy smiled. One of these days he'd record that because Adam refused to believe that he snored, no matter how many times the dancers or anyone told him. When he'd signed on to be in Adam's band, he'd thought it was a short-term gig. His contract said he was a bassist.

It didn't say anything about being a friend or the guy used to start a nationwide meltdown or the one called up because someone's mommy wasn't around to make him soup. But it turned out that he was all those things.

"Stay," Adam said, waking up a little and grabbing his wrist with the sudden and unexplained strength of the unwell who, in the clouds of sleep, forget for just that moment that they should not be so able.

"O.K." Tommy pulled Adam's shirt back down, patted the top of it, soothing. He climbed onto the bed, rolled against Adam, one hand on his stomach (a reminder). Adam put his arm around him and tugged him close. His grip was weak, though, so Tommy crossed his arms, pulled Adam's arm around his shoulders and, with his fingers loosely on Adam's wrist, held it there. He nestled his chin against Adam's side and closed his eyes.

His contract said he was a bassist.

The fact that he was so much more, that was why he stayed.

The End

a/n: Obviously idk if Tommy really is into new age stuff, so if he is and does know the chakras, then I apologize!
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