Starfishing [11/?]
Title: Starfishing
Pairing: Adam Lambert/Tommy Joe Ratliff
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 4,598
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the human and angel characters and this is a work of fiction.
Summary: Tommy thought that memorable events would start happening once they were on the train, but he couldn’t have been more wrong. He’s also not sure if he’s grateful or not for Adam’s creativity and imagination today.
Adam smiled as he woke up from a wonderful dream. He had successfully sneaked Tommy into his world. He had built higher walls around the house and had watched his angel fly around, safe from prying eyes. Tommy had taken interest in gardening and had done a marvelous job with his backyard. It had been so good that it had felt like he owned a small piece of the Garden of Eden. He laughed as he thought about how his name was Adam and how he had enjoyed a forbidden dream.
Rainbow covers did guarantee good dreams, he thought, until he remembered how Tommy had dreamed about him suffering in Hell. It hurt to think that Tommy’s anxiety had been strong enough to weaken the power of the rainbow. Where was Tommy anyway? He couldn’t feel the soft wing on his stomach or the warmth at his side.
He opened his eyes and faced Tommy’s side of the bed. There were a bunch of feathers stuck together and a note on Tommy’s pillow.
Dear Sleeping Beauty,
If you haven’t noticed yet, I’m showering you with gifts. If they all seem to be aimed at your dick, it’s just a huge coincidence. Let me know how this one feels.
XOXO TJR
Adam sat up and picked up the feathery gift. It wasn’t anything elaborate like the dispensers and it looked like it was homemade. But it was made of Tommy’s feathers and that alone was enough to make him beam. He wasn’t sure what exactly he was supposed to do with it though. It wasn’t a cock cage and he couldn’t think of any other sex toy that looked like this.
He reread the note and decided to try it on. Tommy wanted to know how it felt and it was only polite to give him an answer. So he got up and took his pants off before kneeling on the bed. He moaned as he pushed his morning wood against the soft feathers. He had rubbed his dick against Tommy’s wings before, but this was a whole new experience. Maybe this was for his entertainment when Tommy wasn’t around.
He noticed that the bedroom door was ajar, but he didn’t want to leave the bed. He couldn’t hear anything, so maybe Freddie had left. The alarm clock on the nightstand told him that he had slept in and he didn’t mind Tommy hearing him. He pulled the strings and tightened the feathers around his dick. This reminded him of the day when Tommy had teased him with his feather.
He was moving diligently when a small gasp came from the doorway. Without turning his head, he could tell that it was Tommy. He waited a few seconds to see if Tommy was joining him, but he wasn’t. So he moved in a slower rhythm to keep the show going. He closed his eyes and enjoyed his gift. He had grown even harder with Tommy’s eyes on him.
He wondered if Tommy was getting hard, seeing him like this. He wanted to check, but it would probably stay in Tommy’s memories longer if he stuck to the show. It was all about creating good memories and Tommy needed them more than he did. It was always the ones who got left behind that suffered the most.
He thrust faster and threw his head back. It felt so good to surround himself with Tommy’s feathers. He moaned his head off as he thought about how sticky those feathers were going to get. That messy image tipped him over the edge and he shivered all the way through his orgasm.
“So did you enjoy the show?” He glanced at the doorway once he had ridden out the last waves of pleasure.
Tommy nodded as he took a step inside the room. “But that’s a cozy, Adam…” He put his hands on his cheeks.
“A cozy?” Adam looked down at the gift. “Like a tea cozy?”
“Yeah, it’s supposed to keep you warm. When we go to Winters! Oh, god…” Tommy put his face in his hands.
“Oh, I’ve never seen a dick cozy before.” Adam laughed and looked inside the cozy. “Um, do you think this is washable?”
“I don’t know! I’ll just make you a new one!” Tommy squeaked with red cheeks and flew away.
Adam laughed harder and tossed the cozy into the wastebasket. Given the way it had played out, this was going to stay in both of their memories for a long time.
Adam’s good mood got threatened when the three minxketeers-Molly, Jenny, and Kelly-showed up within minutes of one another. But he had nothing to worry about since he had picked up meditating. Inner peace was just a thought away.
Tommy snorted as he headed for the door for the third time. His boyfriend was sitting in the middle of the living room in a lotus position. Adam had one of his feathers, a few strands of his own hair, and a bowl of water with glitter in front of him. It rather looked like Adam was about to perform a ritual, but what did he know about meditating?
He opened the door and greeted the visitor, “Hey, Kelly. Wow, you look hot today.”
Adam’s head snapped towards the door. He saw freshly dyed long pink hair and lots of glitter everywhere. Blasphemy! He huffed and poured more glitter into his bowl. You could never have too much inner strength.
“I wanted to give you this.” Kelly pulled out a necklace from her purse. “I got it for you.”
“Oh, really? Thanks!” Tommy held out his hand, but Kelly shook her head.
“Why don’t you try it on? I’d like to see if it’s too long or short so I could get it fixed.”
“Okay.” Tommy tried to turn around, but Kelly shook her head again.
“You don’t have to move. I got this.” She smiled and wrapped her arms around Tommy’s neck.
Adam’s eyes bulged out of his skull. What the hell was that intimate scene unfolding before his eyes? He barely stopped himself from screeching in horror as Kelly’s breasts pressed against Tommy’s chest. He pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket and started chanting a spell.
“Hey, isn’t meditation supposed to be quiet?” Tommy looked at his boyfriend.
“It’s called active meditation!” Adam chanted even louder.
“Is that a real thing?”
“It’s a new thing!”
“It looks more like black magic,” Kelly whispered as she put on the necklace.
“It probably is.” Tommy rubbed his face.
“I hope the spell isn’t for me.” Kelly laughed.
“It probably is.” Tommy cringed.
“Well, I better get going before I turn into a frog.” Kelly gave Tommy a big kiss on the cheek and waved at Adam who was glaring at her.
“Hmm, I think pink frogs are in these days. I’ve seen them at Gifts from God.”
“Haha, that’s great. But I think someone might try to cook me and eat my legs.” Kelly winked at Adam and blew him a kiss.
Tommy rolled his eyes as Adam forced a smile on his lips and waved back, purely out of politeness. But then, it seemed to hit him that Kelly was leaving since he was now waving his hand off with a genuine smile. His boyfriend was utterly impossible.
If Tommy had thought that this would be the end of his travail, he had been sadly mistaken. An hour later, he was talking to Mike in front of the house when his nipple got twisted. He looked down, but he didn’t see anything attached to his nipple. He shook off the strange feeling and asked Mike to look after his place when it happened again.
“Jesus Christ…” His jaw dropped as his nipple got twisted right in front of his eyes. This time, it was his left one. Whoever was doing this obviously wasn’t satisfied since he soon pinched both of them, making him cry out in pain and pleasure. He had an idea about what was causing this, but he had to see it with his own eyes.
“I’m sorry, Mike. I’ve got to go!” He flew inside the house and tore open the door of the master bath.
“Uh, I’m sorry, but I think we ran out of soap…” Adam wasn’t sure why he was apologizing, but Tommy looked pissed off.
“Wait here. I’ll go fetch some more. Just don’t touch… me.” Tommy pointed at the liquid soap dispenser and flew away.
Adam stood there, wondering what was going on. He didn’t understand. He thought that Tommy had ordered these dispensers for him to touch. What had changed? And, why were Tommy’s cheeks so flushed? Was Tommy that angry? But if he trusted his eyes, Tommy’s pupils were also dilated. He was turned on.
A ridiculous theory came to mind and he decided to put it to a test. If he had learned one thing in Heaven, it was not to rule out any possibility. So he lifted his hand and caressed the dispenser from head to toe. He heard a shriek and a thump from outside the door. Feeling encouraged, he bent down and licked the dispenser from bottom to top.
“Adam fucking Lambert!!”
Oops, there went Tommy’s angel points. He couldn’t help but smile when Tommy came back with an impressive hard-on. He could feel his own erection make an appearance as he stroked little Tommy’s dick with his finger.
“Stop…” Tommy gripped the doorknob and dropped the Greek goddess dispenser. He was starting to resent his thoughtful gifts.
“Do you really want me to stop?” Adam gave Tommy a filthy look and pinched the tip of little Tommy’s dick.
Tommy cried out and arched his back. This was so bizarre and exciting at the same time.
“I thought so.” Adam grinned like a devil. He abandoned the soap dispenser and pulled the one with shampoo off the wall. He licked little Tommy’s chest while pushing a finger in his ass. He made sure to block the tip of the dick so he wouldn’t waste any shampoo.
“Oh my fucking god…” Tommy shivered from head to toe as Adam slowly moved his finger. It almost felt as if the finger was actually inside him. He didn’t understand how or why this was happening, but he didn’t have time to think about it. Adam was going faster and the look that he got made him rub his dick against the door.
“Keep your eyes on me.” Adam wished that he had more pairs of eyes. He wanted to keep looking at Tommy’s face, but he also wanted to look at him humping the door. Tommy’s eyes were only half open and he looked a little confused, but that just made him harder.
Tommy yelped as Adam slapped mini Tommy on the ass. When Adam’s eyes lit up, he knew that it was coming again. But there was nothing he could do except leak more precome and thrust harder into the door. Being at Adam’s mercy like this was weirdly hot and he was close to the edge.
When Tommy started to make wind with his wings, Adam got down on his knees. He put down the dispenser and crooked his index finger. “Come here.”
Tommy took a few shaky steps and held onto Adam’s hair. The sight of his dick disappearing into Adam’s mouth made his breath catch in his throat. He loved everything about this moment; the trust he had in Adam that his raw reactions wouldn’t be mocked, the love Adam showed him by doing his best to please, and the pure connection they had that felt stronger with each new day.
“Adam!!” Tommy came with a cry when a real finger was pushed inside his ass. He hoped that he could get lots and lots of sex on their trip. He had wings, so he could afford not being able to walk. When Adam went back down, he would still get to hear his voice and see his face like any other fan. But he wouldn’t get to touch him or be touched by him, so he could use a whole lot of touches when there was still a chance.
“Do you think this is going to work downstairs as well?” Adam kissed Tommy’s stomach while fondling his ass.
“I don’t know why it’s working here in the first place.” Tommy pulled Adam up and motioned for him to sit on the edge of the cloudy tub.
“You mean it wasn’t supposed to happen? I thought it was an extra feature you forgot to tell me about!”
“Maybe they forgot to tell me about it.” Tommy knelt between Adam’s legs and pulled out his dick.
“Do you think it was a one-time thing then? I can’t imagine someone forgetting to mention something like that.” Adam moaned and caressed Tommy’s hair. He didn’t mind not getting an answer; Tommy had far more important things to do with his mouth. He could always conduct a little experiment before they left for the trip. If it turned out to be a success, the dispensers were so coming with him.
Much to his surprise, Adam didn’t feel any disappointment when his experiment failed. Quite the contrary. He considered what had happened earlier a small miracle. As far as he was concerned, it was proof that their connection had been powerful enough to seep into regular objects.
They had left the last bits of Tommy’s love hanging around their doorknob for Satan-with a note that read ‘TOUCH AND FACE SATAN’-and had just gotten inside the unicorn carriage that Freddie had sent over. Adam was grateful that his guardian angel was spoiling him; he got to experience Heaven to its fullest extent. He had never thought in a million years that he’d be sitting inside a giant antique pumpkin.
“Haha, I feel like Cinderella.” He ran his hand over the green plush seat.
“Oh, yeah? Did Satan’s friends come and braid your hair this morning?”
“Yes, they did! They wanted to braid yours too, but you were sleeping on your right side. They only had access to the shaved side of your head.”
Tommy laughed and helped Adam with the rosy seat belt.
“Oh, this is a seat belt! I thought it was part of the decoration.” Adam touched the roses that bloomed across his waist. “Whoa, are these real?”
“Yep. They wouldn’t be strong enough to hold you back if they were dead.” Tommy fastened his own seat belt.
“Wow, this is amazing.” Adam stroked the rose petals and appreciated the rosy scent in the air.
“You know, when Isaac and I went down to Hell, we took a carriage. It was led by a devil and his six hellhounds. They had seat belts that looked like bones.”
“Human bones?”
“Yeah. It was like a skeleton was hugging your waist from behind. But when the hellhounds stopped all of a sudden, the finger bones flew everywhere!”
“Hahaha… I guess if the seat belt worked, it wouldn’t be Hell.”
“Yeah, that’s what we thought too.”
“You didn’t get hurt, did you?”
“Nah, I have great reflexes.” Tommy chuckled. “But Isaac got a tiny scratch on his leg and he whined about it for a whole week.”
“Aww… He’s coming to see us later, right?”
“Yeah.” Tommy opened a small drawer on the front wall and offered Adam the complimentary star candies.
“Thanks!” Adam munched on the candies and thought about all the things that Isaac had told him about his working environment. The most remarkable feature had been how the train had wings. But as he stepped out of the carriage after a short while, he wondered how Isaac had forgotten to mention that the local train station looked like a huge mushroom.
“The architect is a huge fan of The Smurfs,” Tommy explained as he tipped the coachman and shouldered his guitar case.
“Oh, cool! I loved how they were all shirtless.” Adam put on his new backpack and rolled his suitcase into the station. They seemed to be using the head of the mushroom as the main office. “So this is a real mushroom.”
“Yeah. That’s why it’s not a pretty, poisonous one. We wouldn’t want kids or animals to bite off the wall and get sick.”
Speaking of walls, Adam saw Smurf characters holding up different types of mushrooms on the wall to his left. You could also read about those mushrooms and learn the differences. There even seemed to be a place where they sold a variety of mushrooms with other types of food. This was a mushroom kingdom.
“How do you feel about a warm bowl of mushroom soup? We have over an hour left.” Tommy checked the tall Gargamel clock in the middle of the station.
“Oh my god, I’d love to! Did you read my mind?”
“No, I heard your stomach.” Tommy grinned. “Do you want to look around while I get the tickets?”
“Yeah, but do you think it’s safe here?”
“Well, I’ll be right over there if you need me.” Tommy pointed at the ticket office. “Use your lungs if something comes up, okay?”
Adam nodded and went straight to the area where there were two harp players. Ever since he had gone to a harp recital with Tommy, he had learned to appreciate the sounds of a harp. He hadn’t even seen a real harp in play in the human world, but it was pretty easy to spot one up here.
He didn’t recognize the music, but it was beautiful. It wasn’t just the music that was beautiful though. The looks on the angels’ faces told him that there was no place in Heaven they’d rather be. He knew that blissful feeling of performing on stage. There was no other feeling like it.
With the music in his ears, he allowed himself to look around. His eyes caught an angel wearing red pants and a red hat like Papa Smurf. The guy even had a grey beard which looked authentic. The station seemed to lend mushroom-shaped umbrellas for free and it looked like the angel was explaining to another angel that the umbrellas were light but big enough to cover fully spread wings.
“Hey, you want something with the soup? I think we could hear the harps from our table.” Tommy wrapped his arm around Adam’s waist and kissed him on the shoulder.
“Ooh, let’s see what else they have then.” Adam took Tommy’s hand and hurried to the food cloud. Excitement required a lot of energy.
They sat down with a large bowl of mushroom cream soup, grilled chicken breast with Teriyaki sauce, and a couple of toasts. Tommy ordered beer while Adam tried the Forbidden Fruit smoothie.
“Whoa, is the smoothie that good?” Tommy asked when he saw overwhelming happiness in Adam’s eyes.
“It is. But that’s not why I’m so happy.” Adam fed Tommy a spoonful of soup. “Do you think I’m being ridiculous?”
“For what?” Tommy dipped a piece of toast in the soup and held it in front of Adam’s mouth.
“For being sappy. Thanks, baby.” Adam opened his mouth wide and let Tommy push in the toast. “We’re not even on the train yet and I already feel a bit like crying.”
“Well, you know what they say.” Tommy kissed Adam’s cheek. “The journey begins the moment you leave your doorstep.”
Adam smiled at those words. He was about to embark on a journey inside a journey and it seemed like he had the perfect companion. As he rubbed his rainbow sock against the cloudy floor, he realized that all of his senses were satisfied. His eyes were happy since he was looking at his angel and his ears were happy, thanks to the harps. His nose and mouth were also happy, thanks to the great food and drink. And, last but not least, his body was happy to feel the comfort of the couch and the softness of Tommy’s wing. Even though he had never fished on Cloud Nine before, he was pretty sure that he was on cloud nine right now.
“Good evening, Adam and his little bird from Hell.” Isaac waved at his friends who were stepping off the food cloud. His grin didn’t last long though as Tommy slapped his arm with his wing. “Ouch!”
“Sorry. Rogue wing alert.” Tommy slapped him again.
“Tell me God took off a hundred points! You just hit a loving friend!” Isaac rubbed his arm as if he had been hit by a dragon wing.
“See? This is the kind of whining I was talking about.” Tommy looked at Adam.
“Hahaha… But I thought you liked birds and Hell.”
“I do! I just don’t like being called little. And, by him of all people!”
“Aww, but you’re adorable all tiny.” Adam pulled Tommy closer and kissed him on the forehead. “Listen, why don’t you guys catch up? I’ll go check out the men’s room and join you in a bit.”
“Catch up? I already know too much about his sad, little life,” Tommy whined and got another kiss on the nose.
“Ignore him and hand me your bags. We’ll be waiting right there.” Isaac pointed at a spot with benches not far from the restroom.
“Thanks, Isaac. And, did I mention that you look great in that uniform of yours?” The uniform was just a pair of light blue angel pants and a matching hat that read ‘Paradise Express’ on the front. But Isaac looked comfortable and confident in his uniform and that was what really mattered.
Adam walked into the men’s room as the sound of the angels bickering got smaller and smaller. A couple of angels said hi on their way out and he was soon left alone. Things worked the same as any heavenly restroom he had visited. The difference was that the faucets looked like mushrooms and the liquid soap dispensers looked like Gargamel’s cat. He chuckled as he pulled down the cat’s whiskers and got soap out of its mouth.
The door opened and closed, indicating that an angel had walked in. He looked up into the mirror and recognized the angel staring at him. It was him-the mysterious man with red wings.
“Hey, don’t be afraid. I wish you no harm.” The angel held up his hands.
Adam thought about yelling for help, but he wasn’t sure if that was going to help. So he calmly finished washing his hands and turned around. “What do you want? You’ve been following me.”
“Yes, I have. I’m sorry. But I need to know if you’re like me.”
“Like you?”
“Yes.” The angel held out his wrist.
Adam did his best not to look surprised. Was this a test or a trap? Was the angel going to snatch his wrist if he reached out?
“You want proof, right? Put your fingers on my pulse and please tell me you have one too. I’ve been looking for fellow humans for months now.”
“Human? Are you saying you’re human?” Adam couldn’t believe his ears.
“Yes. And, someone’s going to figure out that the sign I put on the door is fake, so please hurry up.”
“I’m sorry.” Adam took a step towards the door. “I don’t know why you think I’m human, but I’m not.”
“Bullshit. I watched you sing at the fishing place. I wasn’t lying about that. I used to teach skydiving and I know it when I see someone breathe in. You weren’t just breathing out of habit. You actually sucked in air. If you haven’t noticed, souls up here don’t really need air.”
“But if you’re human, how come you have wings?” Adam found himself hoping that he had met another human.
“These are for show. I can’t move them. I dyed them bright red so nobody would look too closely. They’ll just assume I have fancy wings.”
“But aren’t they attached to your back?”
“Yeah, I got a wing transplant. I’m in love with a physicist and her best friend is a biologist.”
“Wait. If you got a transplant, does it mean you’re not going back downstairs?”
The guy looked confused. “Why would I want to go back? You have something good going down there?”
“Yeah, I do.” Adam gave him a sympathetic smile.
“Well, good for you. But I have no intention of going down and don’t even know how to. So if you change your mind, please give me a call. I’d love to have someone to talk to.”
Adam took the piece of paper from the guy’s hand. There was a name and a phone number scribbled on it. “Can I ask how you got here? Did you get fished up too?”
“No, I was skydiving. I usually go down when I jump out of the plane, but that day, I was going up. And, when I woke up, a woman with wings was busy apologizing. She said that her experiment had gone wrong and that a rain cloud had pulled me up like a giant magnet.”
Adam noticed that despite the huge smile on the guy’s face, his wings didn’t move at all. Tommy always fluttered the tips of his wings when he got excited.
Knock-knock.
“Adam? Are you in there?”
“Yes! I’m coming!” Adam gave the guy a nod and hurried outside. There was no need for Tommy to see them together and be alarmed. He could explain everything on the train.
“So you haven’t actually felt his pulse,” Tommy pointed out.
“No, but…”
“Show me the note.” Tommy held out his hand.
Adam dug the note out of his pants pocket and handed it over. He watched as Tommy took a good look at it. For some reason, Tommy also felt the paper between his fingers and sniffed it before tearing it into pieces. “Jesus! What are you doing?”
“We don’t know who he really is and I don’t trust him. And, you don’t need a new friend when you’re going home soon.” Tommy opened the window of their private compartment and threw the pieces outside.
“I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t think it would make you mad. I just wanted to have another option.” Adam closed the window.
“Another option? You’re going down. That’s final.” Tommy’s voice was quiet but firm.
“Okay, okay. I’ll scratch that option off my list.” Adam lifted his arm and invited Tommy to snuggle up to him. He didn’t want him to feel distressed.
“Thank you.” Tommy relaxed and wrapped his wings around his boyfriend. He’d rather be lonely and devastated than see Adam live a life of a fugitive.
“Anything for you, baby.” Adam kissed Tommy’s head and caressed his shoulder. He didn’t have the heart to tell him that he knew the guy’s phone number by heart. “Why don’t you take a nap? You got up early this morning.”
Tommy yawned. Now that they were safely out of the neighborhood, a nap sounded like a good idea. “As long as you promise you won’t do anything stupid.”
“Stupid? Me? Such as going down on you on the train? You did say I was going down.” Adam giggled.
“Well, we do have the curtains drawn and I did lock the door…”
“You did? How meticulous of you.”
Tommy’s chuckle turned into a moan when Adam slid to the floor and settled between his legs. While he thought that Adam’s offer was terribly naughty, he couldn’t think of a better way to start their trip.
Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk. - Dalai Lama