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Title: one night in Berlin
Author: etharei
Fandom: Glam RPS
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Rating: NC-17
Wordcount: 2,400
Summary: And this... this isn't something Tommy's done before. There's something off-puttingly deliberate about it, this room that's been set aside purely for people to have sex in. But he's with Adam, and Adam is looking at him like he wants to eat him up, and Tommy's the one who agreed to come to a sex club in some corner of Berlin anyway. So.
Disclaimer: I don't own the individuals mentioned herein, and no profit was made in the writing or posting of this piece of fiction.
Notes: Written in response to this prompt at glam_kink: "Lapsex w/ fucked-out Tommy bouncing bonelessly on Adam's cock. Adam holding him up so he doesn't fall over."

one night in Berlin

"What is this place?" asks Tommy, right before loud music swallows up any chance of conversation. He tries to stay on his feet as they enter the dimly-lit club. There are flashing lights, loud music, dancing people, leather. A lot of leather. No one looks at them coming in. He can't recognize the song that's playing, and what few words are in it sound German.

Tommy blinks, shivers at the suddent warmth indoors. He should have taken it easy with the drinking, he hadn't expected how strong the unfamiliar cocktails would be.

The lights change: blue to red to purple to blue again. The club is packed, and he's being jostled on all sides. It occurs to him that if he gets lost, swallowed up by the crowd, he'd have no idea how to get home. He doesn't even know where he is.

But there's the warm, constant pressure of Adam's hand on his back. And wherever that touch leads him, he would go.

The two of them end up dancing at a corner of the dance floor. Tommy can't quite remember if the others had even come with them to this place; when intoxicated in a new place, his default is to stay with one person, and these days that's almost always Adam. And it's just him and Adam now, close enough that Tommy can sense every bump and twitch of Adam's body. The area they're in is not as intensely crowded as the rest of the floor. Adam likes having bodies pressing in on all sides, but Tommy prefers a little more space. He's not really a dancer. Terrence has convinced him that he's at least not horrible, and he would know. He can follow a beat, anyway, and with Adam's long, lean body grinding up against him that's really all he needs.

Losing himself in the movements and the music, Tommy forgets all sense of time, the only sign of it the slow dissolving of the alcoholic haze from his mind. It's replaced by electric heat, the sharp edge of need, which has him running his hands all over Adam's body, rubbing against him, until he's practically straddling Adam's thigh.

"Want you," he says into Adam's ear. Adam smirks and starts kissing his neck, and Tommy automatically tilts his head to one side, giving him access. "Adam, please." Shit, he's almost humping Adam's leg now. Adam nips him sharply, making Tommy gasp, then takes his hand.

He follows Adam through the crowd again. They stop in front of a section of wall. Tommy looks around, a lot less drunk now; the walls here seem to be covered in a dark, heavy fabric, and Tommy realizes that they may not actually be walls but partitions, each leading off to different areas of the club. There's somebody wearing black standing unobstrusively to the side, and Adam briefly consults with them, before pushing through the divide in the heavy curtain. They enter a semi-circular space, ringed by long dark hallways with doors lining the wall on either side.

From the sounds echoing out, Tommy has a good idea what's going on behind those doors.

Adam goes to one that's empty - there must be a sign that Tommy can't see, because Adam doesn't check each door, just walks down a hallway and opens the door - and beckons Tommy inside, locking it behind them.

It's a tiny room, even by Tommy's standards, and as dimly lit as the hallway outside. There's a... chair... thing, right in the center of the space, with a small, tasteful bowl of condoms and lube packets on the floor next to it. Adam goes to the side wall, pulls on a string, and the dark surface turns out to be another curtain, because it rises to reveal... a mirror.

Adam does the same on an adjacent wall, and Tommy finds his reflection staring back at him from two directions.

"Still on board, Tommy?" asks Adam, prowling back towards him. His eyes are dark and he's moving with that slinking grace that anybody breathing can't watch without thinking of sex.

And this... this isn't something Tommy's done before. There's something off-puttingly deliberate about it, this room that's been set aside purely for people to have sex in.

But he's with Adam, and Adam is looking at him like he wants to eat him up, and Tommy's the one who agreed to come to a sex club in some corner of Berlin anyway. So.

He nods, says, "Yes" just to be clear, and closes the distance between them. Adam drops in for a rough kiss, sloppy and wet and too much teeth. They pull off each other's shirts, and Adam walks back until he can sit down on the chair. So it is a chair, just unusually structured. It has a high back, with handles and hooks at the very top, and Adam is not so much sitting as lying on it. His legs are bent and his feet are on the floor like with a normal chair, thighs spread, but he's leaning back, though the backrest curves up so that his head and shoulders are vertical.

"Wanna help me out of this?" he asks, voice pitched low, lifting his hips up pointedly. Tommy swallows and takes hold of the waistband of Adam's jeans. He peels them down carefully, glad that they're not the tightest pair Adam owns, and after another meaningful look, removes Adam's boxers too.

He slides back up Adam's legs, running his hands over the endless length of them, kissing a line up from the inside. Tommy glances up when he reaches Adam's inner thigh, and Adam is staring at him like he's the only person in the world, eyes blown black and lips parted.

Those lips let out a breathy sigh when Tommy takes Adam's cock to the back of his throat. He still can't do it too fast, and his eyes water when he just has to try for another inch, but Adam's fingers are going crazy messing up his hair like Adam can't think enough to grab properly, and Tommy loves the sounds he gets out of Adam when he's doing this, all breathy and so good Tommy and fuck your mouth was made for this.

There's spit and precome spilling down to the hand he's using to work the rest of Adam's big fucking cock that can't fit into his mouth when Adam taps him on the cheek and says, "That's... that's enough, Tommy." Tommy indulges in a last swirl of tongue around the head before looking up. Adam's eyes have that hungry look they get when the sex is good and he has something in mind to make it even better. He pats his lap. "Come up here."

He helps to pull Tommy up, and Tommy shivers pleasantly at the friction on his own hard cock as he slides up Adam's leg. Adam grips his neck and pulls him in for a long kiss, a heated play of tongues with a bit of gentle biting on Tommy's lower lip. Tommy loves that Adam needs to come down a bit from what Tommy had been doing to him, and Adam's hands are working him up, teasing his nipples and rubbing his balls and reaching around to clutch at his ass.

Adam breaks the kiss to reach down for lube and the condom. The condom is put in Tommy's hand, and he puts it on Adam while Adam circles his hole with a slick finger. Tommy shifts further up Adam's lap, spreading his legs wider. Adam noses around the juncture of Tommy's neck and shoulder, and bites down, hard, right before his slick finger is sliding into Tommy.

Tommy whimpers, clutching at Adam's shoulder. One finger becomes two, and it doesn't hurt at all, hasn't since the first time and Adam's always so careful, but they don't to do this very often and Tommy's body is shuddering, muscles burning and constricting around Adam's fingers. He gets a bit distracted by the feeling, and it takes him a second to register that Adam's kissing him, licking into his open mouth.

Three fingers, and now Tommy's craving the feeling of being filled, of something larger and hotter than fingers inside him. "Come on," he gasps, rocking back on Adam's hand. "Stick it in me already. Adam," his petulant tone comes out a squeak the end, because Adam chooses that moment to crook his fingers. "Fuck, stop teasing me and give me your cock."

"Spoiled brat," murmurs Adam affectionately, his other hand brushing Tommy's bangs back. Tommy hadn't even noticed that he had hair in his mouth. And - fuck, he always forgets how much bigger Adam is, how easily he can manhandle Tommy, because that's what Adam's doing, raising Tommy up a little and positioning his cock and, fuck yeah, Tommy's sinking down, guided by Adam's grip, the hot hard length of Adam's beautiful dick sliding up inside him and he can feel every fucking inch.

"So hot, Tommy, that's it," says Adam, eyes raking down Tommy's body. "You look so gorgeous like this, I don't think you even know it. And I want you to know." Tommy makes some kind of sound, he's not sure anymore. Adam pulls him down and kisses him, sweet and soft, until Tommy starts kissing back. "You with me? I want you to ride me, baby. Ride me, and watch yourself in the mirror riding me. See how beautiful you are."

Tommy can feel his face heating, and at first he doesn't look anywhere but Adam as he works himself up and down, focusing on the push and catch of Adam's cock and finding the angle that sends pleasure spiking through him. He figures out to use the top of the chair for leverage and stability, and he starts going faster, practically bouncing on Adam's cock. But curiousity gets the better of him - he raises his head, and he's definitely blushing now, shocked and transfixed at the sight of them, the picture reflected back at him from two angles, behind the chair and from the side.

He and Adam do look amazing together, naked and slick and sex-loose. Tommy's hair is a wreck, his lips swollen, there's a couple of distinct bite marks on his neck and shoulder. A fresh scratch on Adam's shoulder that Tommy doesn't remember making. Adam's hands, one on Tommy's thigh and the other on Tommy's hip, metallic blue nails contrasting with Tommy's paleness. And of course, Adam's dick, engorged and shiny and huge, disappearing into Tommy's body.

It's so much better than porn.

He meets Adam's eyes in the mirror, sees via his reflection Adam leaning close.

"Wanted to tell you," whispers Adam, right into his ear. A wet tongue teases his earlobe, playing with the earrings; Adam's uneven breaths feel amazing over the wet skin and metal. "This is where I got my cherry popped. First time I had a dick in my ass."

Was it like this? Tommy wants to ask. But he's finding it hard enough to breathe now, let alone talk. He can't look away from the mirrors that let him see: the slackness of his jaw, the exposed line of his throat as he tilts his had back, his thighs trembling as his leg muscles bunch and relax.

"That's it," groans Adam, leaning forward to kiss Tommy's chest. The shift in angle draws a moan out of Tommy. "I'm glad you can see what I see, how gorgeous you are when you're like this." Adam starts thrusting up, pushing himself even deeper inside Tommy, increasing the pace.

Tommy comes with a shout, tearing his eyes away from the mirrors to look down and see for himself. His come on Adam's stomach, Adam's chest, rivulets flowing downward and being smeared all over Adam's lower abdomen.

Adam is still hard, every inch of him burning Tommy up from the inside. He grabs Tommy's hips when their rhythm falters, holding Tommy in place and driving his cock into Tommy even harder. Tommy cries out, nerves singing, oversensitive, but Adam keeps pounding into him. It's almost painful but not quite, Tommy's body spent but still on fire. Adam's fingers dig in, hard enough that Tommy can imagine the bruises in the morning. Tommy lets his body relax, slumping over Adam with his hands clinging onto the back of the chair, boneless and pliant.

He loves the times when he can just let Adam have him.

"So good. Oh God, Tommy," rasps Adam, mouthing down Tommy's throat. "You'll let me do anything to you like this, won't you? So good for me. And all mine."

Tommy watches the mirrors. Adam rearranges him as he likes, and Tommy takes his cock like he's Adam's own personal toy. He'd known how easily he follows whatever Adam gives him, but now he can actually see it, see what his body looks like.

He looks back down to the real thing to watch Adam come, because Adam is beautiful all the time but this, this look of abandon at the height of pleasure, is something Tommy doesn't have to share. He kisses Adam's slack lips, sliding his tongue between them, while his fingers stroke Adam's muscles out of the moment of climactic tension. He can feel Adam's dick twitching inside him, imagines he can feel the heat of his come even through the condom. Slowly, he lifts himself, legs shaky, just enough for Adam to slip out, then leans in and cuddles close. Adam manages to dispose of the condom without jostling him from his spot. Tommy lets out a sigh of contentment when Adam's arms wrap around him.

"That was..."

Adam chuckles, a low rumble against Tommy's ear. "Yeah. I love this place."

It's nice, peaceful despite the loud music from outside reminding them of where they are. But eventually Tommy starts to feel distinctly sticky, and he thinks about getting up and going back to the hotel. "Um. They have showers here, right?" He peels himself off Adam, wincing when he puts weight on his butt. At least Adam's lap is soft.

"Yeah. I think." Adam smirks at him. "My bathroom at the hotel has a hot tub, though."

Tommy makes a face. "What, you want me to just throw my clothes on and do the walk of shame back to the hotel?"

"You'll be with me!" Adam lifts an eyebrow. "And I'm the one covered in your spunk."

Huh. Tommy looks down at him. That's... unexpectedly hot. "Such a rockstar," he says with an eye roll. "Thanks, baby, you take me to the best places."

"I take you to my best places," answers Adam, his smile soft.

Tommy blinks at him, then ducks his head, before leaning in for a kiss. "When we're home again, I'll take you to some of mine."


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Sep. 12th, 2010 11:18 am (UTC)
Wow that was hot! Loved the combination of sweetness and scuzzyness. I loved the look at Adam's past too amongst the porn, it was really well done.
Sep. 17th, 2010 09:08 am (UTC)
Thanks very much! I was surprised when my brain decided to include that little hint into Adam's past, since I hadn't planned for it, but I guess my muse figured it can't be all porn, lol.
Sep. 12th, 2010 12:01 pm (UTC)

Very nice. :DD

EDIT: Ooops. This is dangerous_47. lol.

Edited at 2010-09-12 12:01 pm (UTC)
Sep. 17th, 2010 09:08 am (UTC)
ICU bb, hai :D And thanks very much!
Sep. 12th, 2010 12:14 pm (UTC)
omg i loved this prompt the moment i saw it, and i LOVE what you've done with it. best bedtime story, haha
Sep. 17th, 2010 09:09 am (UTC)
Thank you very much! LOL when I saw the prompt I actually stopped the story I was in the middle of writing and produced this. Glad you enjoyed it!
Sep. 12th, 2010 12:29 pm (UTC)
GUH that was about the hottest thing I've read in a while. That was just....I mean...damn. I've read it twice through already and it's just HOT.
Sep. 17th, 2010 09:10 am (UTC)
I'm flattered, bb, thank you so much ♥
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Sep. 12th, 2010 12:39 pm (UTC)
Whoa! Hot, hot, hot!!!

Sep. 17th, 2010 09:10 am (UTC)
Thank you :DDDDD
Sep. 12th, 2010 12:58 pm (UTC)
NNNNGhhhhhhh GIIIIIIIIIRL. hothothot
Sep. 17th, 2010 09:11 am (UTC)
LOL thanks so much ♥
Sep. 12th, 2010 02:30 pm (UTC)
Wowwww. Hot damn!! Amazing job here; sexy, sweet, hot. Whoo!
Sep. 17th, 2010 09:11 am (UTC)
Thank you very much! Glad you enjoyed it.
Sep. 12th, 2010 02:49 pm (UTC)
Those boys, they do have some fun. Much hotter thsn reading the Sunday Paper
Sep. 17th, 2010 09:12 am (UTC)
LOL thank you :D I do prefer fic to newspapers these days, which is somewhat worrying.
Sep. 12th, 2010 04:20 pm (UTC)
Holy sweetjaiogiorejaioewjfeiwofjiewopfjiewafij!!!!! That was ... er.... UNF!!!!!!!!!!! Thanks bb. You made my morning much more pleasurable LOL!
Sep. 17th, 2010 09:12 am (UTC)
Thank you very much, I'm glad you enjoyed it!
Sep. 12th, 2010 05:15 pm (UTC)
Ngh, AND you added mirrors. Very hot.
Sep. 17th, 2010 09:13 am (UTC)
Mirrors seldom go amiss, lol. Thanks so much!
Sep. 12th, 2010 06:23 pm (UTC)
Damn... that was... yeah. I think my brain melted.
Sep. 17th, 2010 09:13 am (UTC)
Aw, thanks so much bb! Glad you liked it ;-)
Sep. 12th, 2010 07:10 pm (UTC)

like, the definition of hot

Sep. 17th, 2010 09:14 am (UTC)
Thanks very much ♥
Sep. 12th, 2010 07:34 pm (UTC)
Oh my god, that was so hot! Particularly He loves the times when he can just let Adam have him., JFC.
Sep. 17th, 2010 09:14 am (UTC)
ngl I have a massive kink for submissive Tommy :D thank you very much!
Sep. 12th, 2010 08:59 pm (UTC)
That was incredibly sexy. The little dash of sweetness at the end made it even better.
Sep. 17th, 2010 09:15 am (UTC)
The ending took me by surprise, too, because I hadn't intended it to go that way. Glad it worked. Thank you very much ♥
Sep. 12th, 2010 09:17 pm (UTC)
Nice and hot and you could so imagine them doing something like that as they are very hot together on stage. I am so excited as I will be seeing them on 29th November when they come to London.
Sep. 17th, 2010 09:16 am (UTC)
OMG I'm so excited for you! I'm sure you guys will get a great show, and I'm really excited to see what he does for the international shows too. Thank you very much!
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