A YEAR AFTER 1/1 (the bad romance series)
Title: A Year After (Conclusion)
Author: fictionfreak15
Beta : gwencarmichael
Series: The Bad Romance
Warnings: language, sex
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Disclaimer: I don't own these boys. This did not happen. I only write fiction.
Summary: Tommy has decided that tonight is THE night.
A/N: This is the fifth and final part in what I'm calling The Bad Romance Series. It's the only part that was not inspired by a song, but rather written as a conclusion to the series so that you know the boys will be ok. It has been my unparalleled joy to have shared this story with all of you. All my Love and Respect to my beautiful, caring and understanding friends, old and new - fictionfreak15
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"The Bad Romance" 1-2 here http://fictionfreak15.livejournal.com/12321.html
"The World Devoured" 1-2 here http://fictionfreak15.livejournal.com/14008.html
"The World Devoured" 3 here http://fictionfreak15.livejournal.com/14449.html
"The World Devoured" 4 here http://fictionfreak15.livejournal.com/14604.html
"Here Within My Heart" 1-2 here http://fictionfreak15.livejournal.com/14907.html
"Until It Sleeps" 1/2 here http://fictionfreak15.livejournal.com/15439.html
"Until It Sleeps" 2/2 here http://fictionfreak15.livejournal.com/15816.html
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-RA RA-AH-AH-AH-AH
-ROMA-ROMA-MA
-GAGA OH LA LA
-WANT YOUR BAD ROMANCE...
Adam softly caressed Tommy's scarred entrance with his tongue, feeling his lover shiver and moan beneath him.
Tommy had decided tonight was the night, and only asked the man he loved to take it slow.
"You're so beautiful, Tommy," Adam whispered, kissing the tender mass of flesh before him and lightly rubbing the kiss away with his painted fingers before planting another one. "I love you so much."
"I love you, Adam," Tommy mumbled from his pillow. "You touch me just right."
Tommy wasn't hard yet. He didn't know if he was going to be; he was unavoidably nervous. Adam continued gently, but Tommy was determined to be the lover Adam deserved. Part of him was still a little scared, but Tommy felt ready to let the larger man try to make love to him. If he couldn't take it, he knew Adam would stop and just hold him.
Adam went up by Tommy so he could pet his hair, and he asked, "What do you want me to do? I'll do anything you want."
Tommy looked at him with one eye as his face lay on the pillow. He hesitated but told Adam what he wanted. "I want you to...spread me...and lick me again. Your tongue felt good and soft."
Adam drew long strokes with his hand down Tommy's bare back. "Ok...do you want my tongue inside you?"
"Mmm..." he considered briefly. "I'll let you know. Also, I want you to fondle me...you know the way I like."
Adam smiled softly. "Ok, baby." He kissed Tommy's temple, then he was gone. Tommy felt like a client at a sexy massage parlor. He could feel Adam's hands on his ass, caressing the flesh where it turned under with both thumbs in twin movements. It was relaxing to Tommy. Then he felt those hands gently spreading him just enough to expose his hole. Then, Adam's hot mouth was there, warming him, lapping with his tongue and sensuously moving up and down every puckered ridge. Then Adam's hand was under him, squeezing the sac gently and fondling his cock, almost as if hand and cock were having their own love affair.
Tommy let go a little moan. For a bit, he forgot about concentrating on not clenching so Adam could do what he was doing. He honestly relaxed, letting his body respond.
Adam could feel it in his hand, encouraging him to moan against Tommy. "That's it, Tommy. You...you feel me don't you...making you hard. You want my lips around your cock, don't you?"
Tommy let out a lust filled sound. He loved that - in the last year - they'd made out and fooled around on a regular basis, finally making Adam more confident as a dom. "Mmm, yessss," he breathed.
Adam sat up and carefully rolled Tommy over on his back. Tommy's half a stalk needed help, so Adam continued to cup him and lowered himself to blow Tommy's mind. He took all of Tommy into his mouth as he rubbed Tommy's sides. Small sounds escaped him as he felt the organ stiffen in his mouth, and he sought to bring Tommy to the absolute brink.
"Ah! Oh...fffffffuck - yeah! Don't stop." Tommy pulled his own hair, pretending it was Adam's, and writhed against his lover's encompassing mouth. He spread his legs more, exposing his hole, but Adam didn't go there. They both just concentrated on the task at hand. Adam was reaching out to lightly pinch one of Tommy's nipples.
"Oh y-yeah...you know I like that," Tommy quickly breathed. "Make me cum, Adam. Make me feel good."
Adam sucked harder and faster, pressing Tommy's hips against the mattress so he could bear down firmly. With Tommy's cries of pleasure in his ears, Adam swallowed what Tommy gave him and sucked the evidence dry. Tommy was a mess...kept saying, "Fuck, that was good." Adam sat upright and caressed his boy's thighs while he came down off his high. He was smiling a little, proud of what he'd accomplished. And there was no rush, either. They had the whole night, and if he had to give Tommy a hundred orgasms before it would be ok to fuck him, then so be it. But Adam did have a good bet that it just might happen, seeing as how Tommy bugged him for a week before Adam was sure he was serious.
Tommy sat up and kissed him. "Sing our song, baby..."
"Right now? But I was singing all day in rehearsals." Upon Tommy's encouragement, Adam had auditioned and got his first supporting part in a musical.
"Yes, right fucking now, Lambert. You know I was in the studio with Monte. I want you to romance me. So, let it out, Babyboy. Sing." Tommy smirked, still a firecracker.
Adam said ok. After all, this was Tommy's night. He laid the boy down and half laid atop him, touching his lips and feeling the song enter his head. He softly sang just the first two lines of the very beginning of the song, successfully wooing Tommy with his voice.
Tommy basked in Adam's talent. "Mmm...You drive me crazy, Adam. I want you so much."
"You got me, Tommy. I'm yours...all the way."
Tommy could feel Adam against him...and knew now was the right time. "Then, let's go all the way."
Adam became serious. "Are you sure?"
By the way Tommy nodded and smiled, Adam knew he was, or at least Tommy thought he was...so it was worth a try.
Tommy opened a little box to the side of their bed that had been gathering dust for about four months now. From it he extracted one of the condoms and a tube of lubricant, handing the items to Adam, who sat up and positioned himself.
"O-ok, just...l-let me know if..."
"Don't be nervous, Adam. I'm ready for this. If I want you to stop, I'll tell you, but don't worry about something that hasn't happened yet, ok?" Tommy sounded cool and collected, but Adam was trying not to be a wreck. Holding the items in his hands, he knew it was really happening now.
He flipped open the lube cap, but then lowered to kiss Tommy passionately, partly to arouse, partly to stall. Tommy tweaked and pinched a nipple, and Adam felt the heat go straight to his balls. He sat up, looking at Tommy - so pretty - and poured some lube on his fingers. Tommy spread his legs for him, and Adam carefully rubbed the slick lube all around his hole, staring at Tommy's face.
"Do it, Adam..." he heard Tommy say, and he complied, sliding a finger in. Tommy's breath hitched, and he looked around wide eyed, but didn't tell Adam to stop.
"Another..." Tommy said after a minute. He tensed and quickened his breath, but when his lover showed concern, he grabbed at Adam's knee, closing his eyes and nodding.
"Don't force yourself, Tommy," Adam suggested gently.
"No...just...just go on. I'm ok, it's just been a while, ok? I'm fine. Come on, spread me open."
Adam put his two fingers in all the way, waited, and then began to spread them. He rubbed Tommy's leg soothingly for comfort.
And surprisingly, as Tommy stared intently at Adam, he began to almost completely relax. Adam marveled at his boy's strength. "One more..." Tommy breathed. He'd completely lost his arousal at this point because he was concentrating on remaining calm. Adam would be able to bring it back for him though. They just needed to get passed the prepping. He inserted a third finder, feeling the tissue around them stretch but hold firmly intact.
"Does it hurt, baby?" Adam felt stupid for asking, but he wanted Tommy to communicate any pain to him.
"It'll be ok. I love you so much," Tommy's voice cracked. Adam leaned down, looking intensely into his eyes.
"I'm here, Tommy. I love you, too." Tommy grabbed Adam's shoulders and brought him down for a kiss. The kiss was for courage and love, and as just a few tears rolled down Tommy's cheek, he relaxed again, letting Adam prep him a little more.
Adam removed his fingers and sat up, still between Tommy's legs. He talked to him while he unwrapped a condom and rolled it on, taking his time. "You remember our first time, Tommy? I was so nervous and self conscious...and you knew how to do everything right for me. Like you were in my head."
"You were great..." said Tommy, breathless. "It was your eyes...lookin' at me all lost, and big, and blue. When you started crying, I thought to myself 'this guy needs to wake up...he's so sexy, and he doesn't even know it.'" Tommy smiled. "I knewI had to show you what it could be like."
"And boy did you..." said Adam, lining himself up, both of their minds off of what was about to happen. "You kissed me like...like I was so precious. And that was m-huh..uh...my first kiss."
"Oh God!" Tommy whimpered, tears burning his eyes.
"What happened next, Tommy?" Adam said quickly, only in part way. He was palming him, trying to bring Tommy back to life again.
Tommy sounded a bit scrambled, but he clutched one of Adam's knees again, and said shakily, "And...and you were...uh...you were so t-turned on...I - I hardly had to touch you. Oh FUCK...Adam you..." He took in some big breaths. "And...and then I told you to touch me..."
"And I couldn't get your pants open fast enough," Adam said, moving in an inch more, the images of their first time keeping him hard. "And you didn't laugh at my clumsiness because you knew what you were doing and I didn't."
Tommy's voice was strangled, but determined. "Yeah, I - I...oh shit! Oh Adam!"
"You're doing good baby. Just like back then. You were in control and I let you...uuh...I needed you to be. And then what did you do?" Adam moved in more, almost all of the way.
"I...ugh, I got you...undressed, and...me too...and we were on my b-bed. Motherfuck!" Once again it surprised Tommy how big Adam was. He thought back silently, realizing he'd hit the jackpot when he'd first saw it. But he was going to have to get used to it again, big time. He was breathing deep and quick, his eyes still closed. "And then...and then..."
"And then you told me what I needed to do for you, and you kissed my neck while I stretched you. You remember that? It felt really nice to me."
"Y-Yeah, and then...you were..."
Adam pushed in all the way, and shivered as Tommy held his breath and tried to adjust. He cupped the side of Tommy's face. "Yeah...I was..."
With a few hitched breathes, Tommy opened his eyes again and drowned in sapphire pools. He was calming down, feeling Adam inside, and telling himself, get the fuck used to it, Tommy Joe. This is...he is what you want.
Adam's face was close to his, and Tommy reached up to touch it. He didn't think now that he couldn't feel any more complete. "Adam...Adam..." he whispered.
"Yeah?" he said, trembling with want.
"Make love to me...I'm so yours...take me now."
Adam kissed his boyfriend and thrust into Tommy, nice and slow. He moved, and Tommy moved with him, their eyes locked on each other. The room filled with their sighs, the heat rose between them. Adam leaned back a little to stroke Tommy who was hardening all the more. Tommy arched his back when Adam hit his prostate, and he demanded his lover go faster, just like that. Strong and targeted, Adam plunged in, over and over until Tommy was crying his name. They both came at the same time, and held each other the rest of the night.
They were loved, perfect together, and wouldn't change a thing.
-THE END <3*To my LJ Crew, I love you so much. *hugs*
Love Caris