Starfishing [7/?]
Title: Starfishing
Pairing: Adam Lambert/Tommy Joe Ratliff
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 4,265
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the human and angel characters and this is a work of fiction.
Summary: Tommy’s jar of love is filling up quickly, but thankfully love has a wide range of uses in Heaven. Tommy also makes progress in his relationship with Adam as he pampers him and invites him to two of his meaningful places.
Adam scratched his arm in his sleep, feeling it tickle. It was probably Tommy’s wing covering his body. He scratched his arm again when it tickled even more. He didn’t want to wake up, so he rolled to his side. He was dreaming about singing with Freddie in the biggest arena that he could possibly imagine.
He groaned when his back tickled this time. Was he going to be this ticklish around Tommy? This was only the second time that he was sleeping in Tommy’s bed. His dreams started to get fuzzy when the ticklish feeling landed on his ass. As he slowly climbed out of his subconscious, he realized that it was a single feather that was bothering him instead of an entire wing.
“Good morning.” Tommy smiled when Adam rolled onto his back.
“Good morning, Tommy,” Adam croaked. “But why are you tickling me?”
“Because I’m doing an experiment.”
“On what?”
“On this.” Tommy grinned as he used his feather on Adam’s morning wood.
Adam moaned as he felt wide awake. He got harder knowing that it was Tommy’s feather that was getting damp with his precome.
Tommy moved down the bed and rested his head on Adam’s thigh. He lazily twirled his feather around Adam’s dick and watched the reaction up close and personal. He liked how Adam tugged his hair whenever he needed something to hold onto. He already had high hopes for the result of this experiment. “How come your thighs are so toned? Do you work out?”
“Yeah, I jog…” Adam panted as he tried not to grab Tommy by the hair and push his face on his dick.
“If you want, I can ask Mike to take you along on his morning jogs. I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to tell you nasty stories about me.” Tommy chuckled.
“I’d like that, but don’t you think it could be risky?” Adam thrust up, holding Tommy’s head in place.
“Centaurs are popular endangered species. Mike has lived here for a while, but he’ll still get most of the attention. They’re just going to think you guys are bonding over your bare backs.”
Adam knew that Tommy was talking about him and Mike not having any wings, but it sounded too close to ‘bareback’. Memories rushed through his mind and he relived the incredible sensation of entering Tommy’s body without any restriction.
Tommy noticed that Adam was close, so he ran the feather up and down Adam’s other thigh. He was confident that Adam could go into the porn business if he wanted to. He had the ideal package, moans, and looks for a porn star. But for now, he enjoyed being one of the few souls that got to see him like this.
Adam wondered when his shy angel had turned into a sex kitten. He got a kiss on his dick every time he moaned out loud. Talk about positive reinforcement. “Tell me something. Is it a stereotype that all angels are kind and generous? Because I sense some serious evil right now.”
Tommy chuckled and bit Adam on the thigh. The poor thing let out an exaggerated cry of pain. “I’ve been to the land of evil, you know. With Isaac last month. It was a hell of a trip.”
“Oh my god… You mean like actual Hell?”
“Well, nobody seems to know for sure. Some say that God just made a set that looks like Hell to keep the curious ones safe. It was fun though. It was raining fire so we used fireproof umbrellas and we also ate at Hell’s Kitchen.”
Adam didn’t think that this was the type of information that he could process while getting tortured. His dick got hit with a warm breath every time Tommy spoke.
“How was the food?” He somehow managed to keep himself in the conversation.
“It was to die for.” Tommy giggled. “There’s a reason why gluttony is one of those seven sins.”
“If my memory serves me right, lust is also one of the deadly sins.” Adam gave Tommy a dirty look.
“Hahaha, I don’t think I’ve committed lust! Well, at least not until you came around.”
“Hey, I might be half-responsible for last night, but this one’s all on you.” Adam thrust up again. The feather was moving around the head of his dick.
“How much do you trust me with your dick?” Tommy held his feather the other way around.
Adam stopped breathing as he remembered that he had mentioned sounding last night. It had only meant to be a playful response to Tommy’s Q-Tip threat, but it had apparently aroused Tommy’s curiosity.
“Adam?” Tommy looked into Adam’s eyes that had gone completely dark. He hoped that Adam still had the presence of mind to answer him.
“Do whatever you want. I know what to expect.” Adam thought about one of his exes that had introduced him to urethral play.
Tommy sat between Adam’s legs and used his own precome on the tip of his feather. He watched Adam writhe as he pushed the feather into his slit. Adam looked drop-dead gorgeous, taking his feather like this. This hadn’t even been a kink of his until this very moment.
Adam arched off the bed when Tommy pushed in a little deeper. He wanted to come and pee at the same time. Tommy looked transfixed with wonder and it only made him wetter.
“Yeah, this is definitely committing lust,” Tommy admitted as he carefully moved the feather in and out of Adam’s slit. Adam’s moans had turned throaty and his dick was throbbing in his grip.
Adam twisted violently as he dug his nails into the bed. He had almost forgotten how good this could feel. He wasn’t the only one who could barely breathe though. Tommy also made short, desperate sounds that added even more pressure on his dick.
Tommy worked faster, admiring the fullness of Adam’s dick. He thought that he could get addicted to this gorgeous dick the way Adam seemed to be addicted to his ass. He dropped his hands for a moment and relished the spectacular sight. Adam’s dick was standing proud with his feather on its end.
“Tommy, I need to… please…” Adam cursed that he didn’t have his phone with him to take a picture of his dick. He thrashed wildly when Tommy’s hands came back to push in the feather as deep as it would go.
Just when he was sure that he was going to pass out from the pleasure, Tommy pulled out the feather at one go. He sobbed and shot straight into the air. When he saw some of his come hit Tommy’s chin, he couldn’t help but shoot some more. Tommy had useful ideas of what a good morning should be.
Tommy sat on Adam’s thigh to get some friction on his dick. He rode it as fast as he could, crying out at Adam’s muscles that felt heavenly against his skin.
Adam groaned at the intensity of his angel chasing his orgasm. Tommy’s dick was so red that it didn’t look like a part of his body. He really wished that he had his phone right now.
“I need your finger…” Tommy pleaded as he found himself so close yet so far away from release. He needed help.
“I’m on it, baby.” Adam sat up and gathered his come that was still around Tommy’s chin. He pulled Tommy closer and checked if his hole was up for the task.
“Which finger do you want? You think you can take the longest one?” He grinned when Tommy nodded his head off, too gone to answer him with words.
It only took Tommy that one long finger to come with a broken scream. He held onto Adam’s arms as he rested his forehead on his shoulder. Adam made soothing sounds while he caressed his hair and wings.
“I think my experiment was a success,” Tommy mumbled when he caught sight of Adam’s dick.
“Huge success,” Adam agreed as Tommy reached for the towel on the nightstand. He felt cared for when Tommy cleaned him up. “Thanks, baby. Such a gentleman.”
“You bet. And, as a gentleman, I need to ask you something.” Tommy shook his wings and caught a feather in his hand. He knew how much Adam liked his feathers warm and freshly shed.
Adam watched as Tommy dipped the feather in his jar of love. Tommy had apparently prepared this while he had been asleep. When the feather emerged from the jar, it shone in a beautiful array of colors with the sunshine pouring into the room. He sat up, sensing the seriousness of the moment.
Tommy got on one knee and held the feather in front of his love. He figured that this would be the closest he’d get to popping the question. “Adam Mitchel Lambert, would you like to move into this room with me? For the rest of your stay?”
“Oh, Tommy Joe… I’d love to! And, this is so romantic!” Adam beamed as Tommy put the feather in his hair.
Tommy couldn’t stop himself from flying off the bed while Adam kissed him with his hands in his. The only things that kept him from hugging the ceiling were Adam’s hands and lips. He flew up higher with delight when Adam stood up instead of pulling him down. Adam could already read him so well.
“I want to go fishing with you,” Adam confessed once they were back under the covers. “It’s your favorite hobby, right?”
“Yeah, but…”
“Don’t worry. If you fish another human, I’ll kick him back down. There’s no room for two humans in this house.”
“Well, technically the guest room is empty now.”
“No. I’m going to use it as my singing room. You’re going to let me practice, right?”
Tommy laughed. “Just say you’re jealous.”
“Of a non-existing second guest? Never!”
Tommy laughed harder when Adam clung onto him. He gave Adam a wing hug and a kiss on the head. “Drink your potion and get more sleep. I added more strength.”
Adam turned his face to eye the potion on his nightstand. “Is that the angels’ way of saying you’re giving me Viagra?”
“Haha, no! It’s to help you recover.”
“So you can do more experiments.”
“Don’t tempt me.”
Tommy waited for Adam to drink his potion and settled against his chest. He grabbed Adam’s ass and closed his eyes. This would surely guarantee him sweet dreams.
Adam hiked Tommy’s hand up to his waist. It had to be in a neutral zone if he was expected to sleep.
“See you in my dreams,” he whispered into Tommy’s hair, winning a soft peck on his chest. He wished that he could start all of his mornings like this.
“Psst, Freddie sent over something for you.”
Tommy’s voice pulled Adam out of his concentration. He had been watching a show on rainbow technology on TV. Anything that he watched on TV or read in the paper was enough to make his eyes pop out. He just hoped that his eyes would find their original places once he went back home.
Tommy sat on the couch while Adam put the show on hold. He shook his head when Adam held out his hands. “Not so fast, babyboy. There’s a delivery fee.”
“A delivery fee? And, I’m only three months younger than you.”
“Yeah, that still makes you a babyboy.” Tommy patted Adam on the head. “Now about that fee…”
Adam chuckled when Tommy stuck out his lips. As if Tommy needed an excuse to get a kiss from him. He gave his boyfriend a peck and put his hand on the package. “That’ll do?”
“Nah, things aren’t so cheap these days.” Tommy held onto the package.
“I see that the cost of living is high up here.” Adam curled his hand around the back of Tommy’s neck and let his lips linger longer. He was going to pull back, but Tommy licked his lips like a kitty and he didn’t have it in him to refuse him access.
Tommy licked his way into Adam’s mouth, trying to keep the feel in memory. He let Adam take the package and focused on the kiss. His sense of time had been screwed up since he had fished this beautiful star and today was no different. He couldn’t tell if time was flying by or standing still as he poured his love into the kiss. Was it normal to feel this way?
“Hey, it’s okay.” Adam caressed Tommy’s face with the back of his hand. Tommy had kissed him as if it was their last day together.
“We still have time. And, we’ll figure something out when we run out of it. Destiny’s on our side, remember?” He kissed Tommy on the nose.
Tommy nodded and gave Adam a smile. He liked the confidence in his tone.
“So what do you think it is?” Adam shook the package.
“It felt like some kind of fabric.”
“Yes, it does. Maybe it’s a scarf. He was worried that I didn’t have any wings. I told him I could always wear my leather jacket if it gets cold.”
“Open it!” Tommy flapped his wings. He didn’t have patience for these things.
Adam tore open the package and found a yellow apron inside. It read ‘Kiss the maid’ on the front. “Ahaha… You want to help me try it on?”
“Sure!” Tommy got up on his knees and waited for Adam to stand up. He tied the apron around his waist and planted a kiss between his shoulder blades.
“I must say this isn’t too original for a creative guy like him. Not that I don’t appreciate the gift.” Adam looked down at himself and turned around. “What do you think?”
“Hmm, I like the strong message. It looks like I’ll have to kiss you more.”
“I guess you’ll have to.” Adam let out a fake sigh and pulled Tommy up to his feet.
Tommy wrapped his arms around Adam’s neck and pressed himself tight against his chest. He wondered if he could use up his vacation days and kiss Adam for the rest of his stay.
Adam let Tommy have total control of his mouth. He loved kissing and it was great to find out that Tommy seemed to love it as much as he did. It could lead to more if Tommy wanted it to, but he would be fine even if it didn’t. Kissing Tommy’s lips was a perk in itself.
Tommy jumped when he noticed that the apron had changed its color. It wasn’t yellow anymore.
“What is it?” Adam looked down and spotted the difference.
“The message is different too! It says ‘Fuck him hard’ now!”
“Oh my god…” Adam giggled. “It was original after all. He’s like one of those uncles that mean well but embarrass you horribly.”
“Well, luckily, nobody gets to read this message but me.” Tommy beamed and pulled down Adam’s pants.
“What are you doing, Tommy Joe? It’s a workday. You need to get back to your study.” Adam tried to look stern, wearing nothing but an apron.
“But your guardian angel wants me to take care of you.” Tommy pointed at the message.
Adam was about to admit that Tommy had a point when the doorbell tweeted. He pulled his pants back up while Tommy whined and flew to the door. He hid behind the couch just in case and pricked up his ears. A female neighbor had come to ask for a cup of love. Tommy had two jars now, so he could afford to spare a bit. The neighbor insisted to pay, but Tommy wouldn’t have it. So she offered him to choose one of the rings that she had made herself.
“Hey, ring lover, see if there’s anything you like.”
Adam was more than happy to take a look. He had been wearing the same rings for a whole week now. There were a dozen rings to choose from and he picked the big, silver ring with a man’s face on it. “This one.”
“Okay. Try it on.”
Adam smiled when the ring fit on his middle finger. Tommy seemed to like it too if the kiss that he got on his hand was anything to go by. He waited for Tommy to send the neighbor home and come back with the ring. Tommy was pampering him and he couldn’t stop smiling.
“She said it’s Julius Caesar.” Tommy put the ring back on Adam’s finger when he had come out of hiding.
“Oh, really?” Adam took a good look at the ring. “It’s beautiful. Thanks, baby.”
“You’re welcome. I’m taking my role as sugar daddy seriously.” Tommy snickered.
“Then I guess we should pick up where we left off.” Adam took off the apron and shimmied out of his pants, but the doorbell rang again.
“Urgh, if it’s another neighbor, I might as well leave the jar on the doormat.” Tommy flew over to the sound of Adam’s laughter. It was full of uncontainable happiness and he decided to find a way to change the sound of his doorbell to that precious laughter.
After a light dinner, Tommy granted one of Adam’s wishes. He took Adam to the fishing place, along with Terrance and Isaac. They picked a cloud in the least populated area to keep Adam away from prying eyes.
“Wow, this place is amazing!” Adam looked down as he put down Tommy’s bags. The Grand Fog was even thicker than the fog that had surrounded Tommy’s house a couple of days ago. It looked so vast and mysterious that he wondered what would happen if someone fell in.
“Boo!” Isaac pushed Adam closer to the edge of the cloud.
Terrance and Tommy laughed as Adam shrieked out of his skin. It was mean, but they couldn’t help it.
“I was right! Angels are pure evil!” Adam crossed his arms and glared at all three of them.
“Oh, Tommy, what did you do to make him feel that way?” Terrance chuckled as he settled down in one corner of the cloud.
Tommy and Adam blushed, thinking about what they had done this morning. Adam did his best not to look at Tommy’s wings in case they brought out an inappropriate physical reaction.
Isaac looked at the red lovebirds before shuddering in horror. He elbowed Terrance in the ribs and pulled out his fishing gear. “It’s probably better for our stomachs if we don’t hear about it. I’m not going to let Sophie’s sandwiches go to waste.”
That propelled Adam into action. He and Tommy were in charge of tea while Terrance and Isaac had brought fruit and sandwiches. “Does anyone want to start with a warm cup of tea?”
As all three angels raised their hands, Adam busied himself opening the Thermos bottle and passing tea around.
“Thanks.”
“Thanks, Adam.”
“Thank you.”
Adam smiled, feeling like a mama bird. He petted Tommy’s head and sat down with a cup of his own.
“Bah, it looks like they only have lousy stars around here.” Isaac glanced at the star that the angel sitting nearby had just caught. It was small and dull, and had three round edges instead of five pointy ones.
“Don’t worry. I’ll let you borrow my love. Ta-dah!” Tommy pulled out his jar of love. He wanted to show his friends how happy he was.
Adam kissed Tommy’s cheek when Terrance and Isaac gasped at the jar. He wasn’t sure exactly why they had gasped, but he was sure that their love was extraordinary. It was wonderful to know that angels could tell the difference.
“Wow, it’s hard to believe something this beautiful came out of you, Tommy.” Isaac snickered.
“Say that again while I hold my tea on top of your crotch,” Tommy threatened.
“Boys, we’re here to fish, not to fight.” Terrance pulled at the angels’ wings before offering his spare rod to Adam. While he still wasn’t thrilled about Tommy and his budding romance, he wanted to be kind to the person who loved his dear friend.
“Thank you, Terrance.” Adam took the fishing rod with a smile. He got a chance to catch a star and it made him kiss Tommy’s cheek again. Despite everything that they had done in bed, Tommy still turned pink. Was it the audience or was he thinking about getting kisses elsewhere?
“You can’t kiss his face that often,” Isaac pointed out. “It’s going to get redder and redder and explode.”
He ducked his head and wrapped his wings around himself to fend off the attack. He waited for a few seconds, but nothing came his way. He lifted his head to see what was going on and got a whole tangerine pushed into his mouth. At least, Tommy had peeled it first.
“Are they always like this?” Adam asked Terrance while Isaac tried to eat his way through the tangerine.
“I’m afraid this is one of the better days.” Terrace rubbed his face. “You should’ve seen Tommy breaking wind in his face. I can’t believe Isaac hasn’t learned his lesson yet.”
“Oh my god, that’s terrible.” Adam burst into laughter.
“They’re also the ones who came up with our group name, TIT. I cringe every time someone hears them say ‘TIT Unite!’. Now that you’re here, I guess we’re ‘A TIT’. We’re four souls making up only one tit. Ah, sad times.”
“Ahahaha…”
“You know, after one of those mentors’ meetings, I sometimes find myself with extra points. I never know where they come from. Either God rewards me for my patience or some lucky mentor feels bad for me.”
“But you’re never going to give up on us, right?” Tommy poured more love into his mentor’s tea.
“Hmm, we’ll see.” Terrance pinched Tommy’s cheek with a smile and picked up his rod. It was time to fish.
Tommy was busy changing his bait when Adam rushed to pull him close. “Quick! Give me a hug! Someone’s coming over for me!”
“Where?” Tommy tried to turn his head, but Adam held it tight to his chest.
“Don’t look. It’s going to look suspicious if you do.”
Tommy stayed where he was, wondering if the threat had been neutralized.
“Now kiss me on the cheek.”
Tommy figured that it hadn’t been neutralized. So he lifted his head and pecked Adam’s cheek.
“Good. Now on the lips.”
“What?”
“Hurry!”
When Tommy tried to locate the threat again, Adam took the matter into his own hands. He grabbed Tommy’s face and kissed him as he wished.
“Oh my god, did you see that?” Isaac put his hands over his mouth. “He has no such thing as shame! I’m judging him so hard right now.”
Terrance laughed. “Let him be. He’s just fallen in love. And, did you really think someone Tommy loved would have any shame?”
“Good point. And, he put on makeup, but he didn’t cover the bite marks on his neck. And, why is there a bite mark on his thigh? So scandalous.”
Isaac’s mood didn’t get any better when Tommy’s giggles triggered off a violent allergic reaction. Tommy was holding his fishing rod with his back against Adam’s chest. And, Adam looked more interested in rubbing Tommy’s stomach and whispering God-knows-whats into his ear than catching a star. He and Terrance had come without Sophie and Johnny to keep them in the dark about Adam and this was what they got.
“Absolutely appalling.” Isaac scratched his itchy ears. “I didn’t know Tommy had it in him. I feel betrayed! He wasn’t like that with any of his exes.”
Terrance patted his poor friend on the arm. “But isn’t that what we’ve always wanted for him? Look how shiny his wings are.”
“That’s because of all the glitter.”
“I can hear you bitching, Isaac!” Tommy turned his head.
“You just lost points for swearing, you dickhead!”
“So did you, but I’m the one who got tons of points from Freddie Mercury yesterday!”
“You got points from whom? Gosh, I really hate you tonight.”
Tommy let Adam tell his friends all about Freddie’s visit. He pulled out his guitar and sat it in his lap. He was sure that Adam would want to sing when he was done talking about his idol. He was beginning to understand how Adam’s mind worked.
Adam beamed when he saw Tommy hugging his guitar. They made a pretty good team together.
“What do you want me to play?”
Adam looked up at the waning moon hung in the sky. He had never been this close to the moon before. He was a fan of the moon and had a crescent moon tattooed on his left arm. “Fly me to the moon?”
“You got it.”
Adam sang with joy in his heart, bathed in the bright moonlight. Tommy’s chords were delightful, and Terrance and Isaac were clapping with huge smiles on their faces. The angels had formed a circle with their wings and it felt like he was a part of something special.
He had even caught three stars tonight. Tommy had told him that he could grind them and put the stardust in his potion. Every day took him to a whole new world and he almost wished that he didn’t have to sleep. The clock was ticking and he was going to miss these moments dearly. But for now, he let his voice carry all the bliss inside him and sang his heart out to the soul he loved the most.
Love is a friendship set to music. -Joseph Campbell