Reunion Fic...The Morning After

The next morning, Adam and Tommy are blissfully snuggled up in bed together, after having worn each other out the night before. Tommy rubs his eyes and tries to focus on the clock. 12:47? Is it afternoon already? He gently disentangles himself from Adam’s embrace, and trudges to the bathroom to pee, glancing at his reflection in the mirror. His makeup from yesterday is smudged, thanks to Adam practically devouring him last night.

“Totally worth it”, he thinks, smirking.

He washes his face and brushes his teeth before crawling back into bed, and snuggles back up to Adam, who smiles and pulls him close.

“Hey Glitterbaby, good morning”, he sleepily drawls.

“Morning, BabyBoy.”

Tommy kisses him softly.

“Mmm...you’re all yummy”, Adam purrs.

“Ugh, you’re not! Damn, Adam!”, Tommy replies, waving a hand in front of his face. “Ewwww!!”

“Gee, thanks!”

Adam cringes and throws the covers off.

“Sorry if I killed you with morning breath. Be right back.”

“Love you.”

“Yeah yeah. Love you too.”

Tommy giggles.

“He loves me. Will I ever get tired of hearing that?”, he wonders.

Adam comes back from the bathroom and dives back under the covers, turning to Tommy.

“Better?”

“Much.”

They snuggle and kiss.

“Last night was...wow, Adam. Just, wow.”

“We went at it pretty hard, didn’t we?”

“That was definitely the most times I ever did it in one night.”

“Are you really sore now?”

“Not too bad. Maybe a little.”

“Wanna do it again?”

Adam gets that frisky look on his face.

“Right this minute? Can we eat something first? I could seriously use some coffee. Then we can talk about another round.”

Adam pouts.

“Awe come on, Glitterbaby. One teeny little blowjob? Pretty please?”

Tommy rolls his eyes.

“Teeny and blowjob do not belong in the same sentence where you’re concerned. You know I love doing you, Adam, but that’s not what I want to swallow right after I wake up.”

“You don’t have to swallow it. I’ll let you know in time to get out of the way.”

Adam looks hopeful, and starts nuzzling Tommy’s neck, sucking on that one spot that renders him powerless. Tommy’s hand is on Adam’s hair, and he’s giggling.

“Okay, okay, I’ll do it. That tickles. And you don’t play fair.”

Tommy slides down Adam’s body, flicking his tongue over a nipple. Adam gasps.

“Mmm yeah. I like that.”

Tommy draws it into this mouth and looks up at Adam, who closes his eyes.

“Oh shit, Tommy...I feel that right in my balls.”

Adam’s breath hitches. His eyes are dark and smoldering. He pulls Tommy up for a passionate kiss, and the intensity with which Tommy kisses him back has him aching for more. Adam breaks the kiss.

“You are the hottest little...I can’t stop wanting you. I can’t. Look what you’re doing to me, Tommy.”

Seeing Adam so breathless and aroused makes Tommy feel powerful. Six months ago, if someone would’ve told him he was not only destined to become Adam Lambert’s bassist, but also his lover, he’d have asked them how much crack they’d smoked. And yet here he was, about to go down on that monster cock once more; the one that was attached to the most intensely beautiful person he’s ever known. He lost himself in Adam Lambert, but he found himself at the same time.

“Great,” Tommy thinks, “Now I’m getting all deep and cerebral and shit. Just stop thinking so damned much, Ratliff, and get on with it. The sooner you get him off, the sooner you get to eat.”

“Oh God...Tommy...yeah...ooh, harder. Suck it harder, Glitterbaby.”

Adam arches his back, and throws his head back, gasping and panting. Tommy keeps working on him, loving those delicious little moans he draws from Adam’s mouth.

“Feel good, BabyBoy?”

“Oh yeah, don’t stop! Make me come. Mmm...”

“I love seeing you like this, Adam. You get me so horny. Come for me, Baby, come on,” Tommy coaxes.

Adam’s face is flushed, making his freckles stand out. He almost forgets to breathe as Tommy’s long fingers find a particularly sensitive spot and rub in little circles, sending Adam speeding toward the edge of the cliff, about to fall over. Adam remembers how to breathe.

“(gasp) Oh God...Tommy...right there...gonna come, Baby...”

Tommy pulls his mouth off the head of Adam’s cock, and keeps stroking him, hard and fast, while the fingers of his other hand wander over his balls, and that secret little spot just behind them that completely undoes Adam. Tommy can feel the tension in Adam’s body, poised to explode, and knows what it takes to push him over- sexy talk.

“Feels good, doesn’t it, BabyBoy?”

Adam nods, gasping. Devilishly, Tommy continues.

“I know you love this, don’t you? When I touch you right back here.”

Adam is trembling, his eyes locked on Tommy’s.

“Come...”, Tommy whispers, “Let it go for me.”

Tommy increases the pressure, and then without warning, runs his fingertip around Adam’s hole and eases it in. Adam sees white light flash behind his eyes.

“Oh my God...Tommy...Tommy...ohhhh...”

Tommy bites his lip as he watches Adam climax, the image burned onto his brain. Tommy slides up the bed to lie beside Adam, who is trying to catch his breath. Tommy runs his fingers through Adam’s hair.

“You are so fucking beautiful”, Tommy whispers. “I love you, Adam.”

He plants soft kisses on Adam’s forehead. Adam reaches for Tommy’s hand and brings it to his mouth.

“You’re so good. I feel all nice and tingly. I love the way you...you have all these little surprises. I totally wasn’t expecting that.”

Tommy smiles and holds up his finger, wiggling it at Adam.

“That felt amazing. I think I’ve been lying to myself. I like to think I stay in control, but when I lie back like that and give myself over to you, you totally own me. You own me, Tommy.”

“Does that scare you? To relinquish control?”

“No. Not with you. I trust you.”

Tommy decides it’s time to lighten the mood, before Adam gets all contemplative.

“Good. Then feed me. I’m fucking starving, you know?”

Adam laughs.

“Come on Glitterbaby. Let’s get some food in you.”

They get out of bed and walk to the kitchen with their arms around each other, stopping to kiss along the way.

“Love you, Glitterbaby.”

“Mmm...love you too, BabyBoy. And I’d tweet it if you asked me to.”