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dysonrules) wrote2010-04-25 10:31 pm
dysonrules) wrote2010-04-25 10:31 pm
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Equity Part Fifty One
Getting behind again, but I don't think anyone is reading this here, anyway... :D
Stephen's watch woke him up at 6 a.m., vibrating on his wrist and jolting him from a sound sleep. He tried to use his other hand to shut it off, but it was trapped beneath something. He puzzled on it for only a moment, half-wondering why he had used his watch rather than his alarm clock, and then he pressed the shutoff button against his chin, silencing the annoying motion.
By then, he was awake enough to realize that his arm was trapped beneath someone warm and... His memory flooded back in a rush. Adam.
His arm dropped around Adam's ribs and tightened as he drew himself closer to the man, spooning him, even though he had been close to it, already. He couldn't remember the last time he had felt so comfortable wrapping himself around anyone. But Adam was no ordinary man. He grinned wryly and buried his face in Adam's soft hair, which smelled of his own shampoo. Adam hadn't stirred a bit even through his antics with the watch and the cuddling. Stephen pressed a kiss against the back of Adam's neck.
"Adam," he cooed and trailed his fingers over Adam's chest, tickling him.
Adam sighed in a way that sounded as utterly contented as Stephen felt. "Stephen," Adam breathed, barely audible. Stephen felt a surge of warmth and kissed him again, even though it was obvious Adam was still sound asleep. The fact that he murmured Stephen's name in his sleep was quite an ego boost.
"Adam, what time do you need to get up?" Stephen asked, still brushing his lips over Adam's skin.
"Mmmm," Adam replied.
"That's not a time. Let's see what I can do to wake you up." Stephen let his hand slide from Adam's chest down over his abdomen to the soft curls that surrounded his cock. His fingers carded through the kinky hair there, tugging gently and drawing random patterns.
"Ungh," Adam said and shifted to give Stephen better access. He seemed to be waking up, and a certain part of him was definitely awake. That fact became obvious when Stephen dragged his knuckled over it, earning another guttural moaning sound.
"Stephen." Adam's voice was almost coherent.
"I certainly hope so, since this is my bed," Stephen replied and dragged his knuckles over Adam's cock once more before wrapping his fingers gently around his hard length. "Are you awake now?"
Amusement tinged Adam's reply. "No."
"No? I'll have to try harder then."
Adam made a noise of agreement and then Stephen felt a hand brush his hip and Adam sought for, and found, Stephen's erection. "Looks like I"m not the only one waking up," Adam commented.
"Mmmm, apparently not," Stephen agreed, nuzzling Adam's neck.
"God, you feel so--" Adam gasped. "What time is it?"
"Six."
Adam relaxed and his hand began to move on Stephen's cock even as he shifted his hips to thrust forward into Stephen's hand. "Oh good. I have a few minutes. Thanks for waking me up."
"I'm not finished waking you up," Stephen said and kissed a trail down Adam's neck and over his chest, moving until he had insinuated himself between Adam's legs, even though it meant the loss of Adam's hand on his erection. "What time do you need to go?"
Adam's hand moved to Stephen's hair and toyed with it. "Soon. I think fifteen minutes? That will give me enough time to shower, get dressed, and rush my ass to the bus stop." Adam moaned as Stephen took the head of his cock into his mouth. "Oh fuck, maybe I'll just take the bike to work and risk it. That will give us forty minutes."
Stephen hummed and turned his attention to bringing Adam to completion. He was beginning to know exactly what to do to drive Adam wild and felt a surge of satisfaction when a hollowing of his cheeks and a flick of his tongue caused Adam's hand to clench in his hair and a guttural cry to echo through the room. It occurred to him that he actually enjoyed what he was doing. Always before, it had been something of a chore, but this...
"Stephen, you are--"
He didn't hear what he was, since he had picked that moment to drag his fingernails over Adam's perineum and earned himself another strangled noise just before Adam's release burst over his tongue and shot down his throat. Stephen swallowed every drop and smirked when he locked gazes with Adam. He released Adam's cock and kissed the tip for a moment before moving upward to press a kiss on Adam's abdomen, just below his bellybutton.
"You know, you could always borrow some of my clothes and let me drive you to work. That would give us... an hour and a half?" As soon as he uttered the words, Stephen realized he must have gone completely insane sometime over the weekend. Not only did he never spend so much time with one person, but he had never ever, not ever offered to... Oh hell, it was Adam. All bets seemed to be off when it came to Adam.
Stephen's watch woke him up at 6 a.m., vibrating on his wrist and jolting him from a sound sleep. He tried to use his other hand to shut it off, but it was trapped beneath something. He puzzled on it for only a moment, half-wondering why he had used his watch rather than his alarm clock, and then he pressed the shutoff button against his chin, silencing the annoying motion.
By then, he was awake enough to realize that his arm was trapped beneath someone warm and... His memory flooded back in a rush. Adam.
His arm dropped around Adam's ribs and tightened as he drew himself closer to the man, spooning him, even though he had been close to it, already. He couldn't remember the last time he had felt so comfortable wrapping himself around anyone. But Adam was no ordinary man. He grinned wryly and buried his face in Adam's soft hair, which smelled of his own shampoo. Adam hadn't stirred a bit even through his antics with the watch and the cuddling. Stephen pressed a kiss against the back of Adam's neck.
"Adam," he cooed and trailed his fingers over Adam's chest, tickling him.
Adam sighed in a way that sounded as utterly contented as Stephen felt. "Stephen," Adam breathed, barely audible. Stephen felt a surge of warmth and kissed him again, even though it was obvious Adam was still sound asleep. The fact that he murmured Stephen's name in his sleep was quite an ego boost.
"Adam, what time do you need to get up?" Stephen asked, still brushing his lips over Adam's skin.
"Mmmm," Adam replied.
"That's not a time. Let's see what I can do to wake you up." Stephen let his hand slide from Adam's chest down over his abdomen to the soft curls that surrounded his cock. His fingers carded through the kinky hair there, tugging gently and drawing random patterns.
"Ungh," Adam said and shifted to give Stephen better access. He seemed to be waking up, and a certain part of him was definitely awake. That fact became obvious when Stephen dragged his knuckled over it, earning another guttural moaning sound.
"Stephen." Adam's voice was almost coherent.
"I certainly hope so, since this is my bed," Stephen replied and dragged his knuckles over Adam's cock once more before wrapping his fingers gently around his hard length. "Are you awake now?"
Amusement tinged Adam's reply. "No."
"No? I'll have to try harder then."
Adam made a noise of agreement and then Stephen felt a hand brush his hip and Adam sought for, and found, Stephen's erection. "Looks like I"m not the only one waking up," Adam commented.
"Mmmm, apparently not," Stephen agreed, nuzzling Adam's neck.
"God, you feel so--" Adam gasped. "What time is it?"
"Six."
Adam relaxed and his hand began to move on Stephen's cock even as he shifted his hips to thrust forward into Stephen's hand. "Oh good. I have a few minutes. Thanks for waking me up."
"I'm not finished waking you up," Stephen said and kissed a trail down Adam's neck and over his chest, moving until he had insinuated himself between Adam's legs, even though it meant the loss of Adam's hand on his erection. "What time do you need to go?"
Adam's hand moved to Stephen's hair and toyed with it. "Soon. I think fifteen minutes? That will give me enough time to shower, get dressed, and rush my ass to the bus stop." Adam moaned as Stephen took the head of his cock into his mouth. "Oh fuck, maybe I'll just take the bike to work and risk it. That will give us forty minutes."
Stephen hummed and turned his attention to bringing Adam to completion. He was beginning to know exactly what to do to drive Adam wild and felt a surge of satisfaction when a hollowing of his cheeks and a flick of his tongue caused Adam's hand to clench in his hair and a guttural cry to echo through the room. It occurred to him that he actually enjoyed what he was doing. Always before, it had been something of a chore, but this...
"Stephen, you are--"
He didn't hear what he was, since he had picked that moment to drag his fingernails over Adam's perineum and earned himself another strangled noise just before Adam's release burst over his tongue and shot down his throat. Stephen swallowed every drop and smirked when he locked gazes with Adam. He released Adam's cock and kissed the tip for a moment before moving upward to press a kiss on Adam's abdomen, just below his bellybutton.
"You know, you could always borrow some of my clothes and let me drive you to work. That would give us... an hour and a half?" As soon as he uttered the words, Stephen realized he must have gone completely insane sometime over the weekend. Not only did he never spend so much time with one person, but he had never ever, not ever offered to... Oh hell, it was Adam. All bets seemed to be off when it came to Adam.