Glam Kink Meme - Round #2
Welcome to the second round of glam_kink! The first round was an overwhelming success, and I'm so pleased to see our little community producing so many awesome fills and prompts - keep it up!
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READ THE RULES BEFORE POSTING.
All prompts, filled and unfilled, are archived here.
Glam Kink flat view
Glam Kink regular view
**THIS ROUND IS NOW CLOSED FOR NEW
Johnny raises his shot glass, drains the contents, puts it down on the table and shakes his head.
“No. Never.”
Adam grins and slides closer along the bench seat. “You know, for me, that’s nothing but a challenge.”
Johnny ducks his head, grinning. He looks up at Adam through his lashes, eyes flashing green in the sudden strobe light sweeping the club. “That’s why I told you.”
Adam stares with his mouth open for a moment, while his brain catches up. He drains his own glass, and stands up. “Come on. Let’s get out of here.”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
Adam takes his hand, and drags him through the crowded club, deftly weaving in and out of swaying bodies. He pauses by the door, and fires a quick text off to Sutan, telling him to let the others know he’s going home.
you mean you scored. get it, honey
Adam snorts at that, tucking his phone back into his pocket. Johnny’s hand is warm in his, steady.
The club doorman points to a black town car parked outside and Adam pauses to slip him a twenty, mouthing thank you as he bundles Johnny into the back, heedless of the cameras behind them.
Johnny is sprawled out on the seat, his eyes on Adam’s face as he pulls the door shut behind him. He gives the driver directions to his house, and turns to the challenge sitting beside him.
“I do love a challenge,” he murmurs, deliberately pitching his voice low as he slides the privacy divider shut, and sliding over on the seat.
“Show me what you’ve got, big boy,” Johnny says, tilting his head up. If his voice is a little unsteady as Adam basically looms over him - well no one needs to mention that.
Adam cups Johnny’s chin with his hand, running his thumb over his cheekbone as he kisses him for the first time, deep and long, with heavy intent. Johnny winds his arms around Adam’s neck, pushing his fingers through his thick hair, pulling him in closer.
Adam runs a hand down Johnny’s torso, pushing up under his shirt, fanning his fingers out over his skin. “The key,” he whispers in Johnny’s ear as he strokes over his stomach with his fingertips, “is to make it last. Make you beg until all you can think about is how you need to come. I’m going to make it your whole world.”
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“No,” he says. And that’s all he says until they reach Adam’s house. Johnny’s so hard by then that he can fucking feel it throbbing and all Adam does once the car drops them off is grab both of his hands, pinning his wrists behind his back.
Johnny stops, gasping, when he feels the line of Adam’s cock against his ass.
“I suppose you think it’s that monster of yours that’s going to do the job? Sorry to disappoint you, honey, I’m pretty sure I’ve had bigger.”
“If you don’t shut up,” Adam says conversationally, nudging Johnny towards the house without letting go of his wrists, “I’m going to gag you when we get inside.”
“Promises, promises,” Johnny shoots back.
They stumble inside, Adam’s hands still around Johnny’s wrists. He lets go, long enough to back Johnny into the door. Johnny immediately reaches for his neglected cock, but Adam bats his hand away.
“No,” he says again, but he’s smiling.
“You’re enjoying this. Sadist.”
“I really am,” Adam says, grinning wide enough to make Johnny laugh in response.
“All right, Lambert. Show me what you’ve got.”
Adam leans down, biting at Johnny’s bottom lip. “You’re going to wish you hadn’t said that.”
Five minutes later, ass-up on Adam’s bed, being pounded by - yes all right - the biggest cock he’s ever had in his ass, Johnny’s inclined to agree.
Adam’s hands are tight around his hips, his cock hard and relentless, fucking into Johnny, slamming him down on to the bed over and over. Johnny’s cock - still untouched, still hard as rock - rubs against Adam’s sheets, the friction enough to have him teetering on the edge.
He clenches his teeth - again - determined to not prove Adam right. Adam who - even while he’s fucking him like a madman who hasn’t had any kind of sex in a year - is whispering endearments in his ear, encouragements; sweet, filthy words until Johnny’s head is full of nothing but Adam’s voice, his whole world suddenly ‘Adam’s breath on his neck, Adam’s cock buried deep …
“Adam. Please. Jesus, please.” He’s hardly aware of it; of the words tumbling out of his mouth, but jesus if he doesn’t get to come soon, he thinks he’s actually going to burst - to explode like a supernova.
Adam bites his shoulder, and he could be triumphant right now, crowing over his victory. Instead he whispers “I’ll take care of you,” and reaches with his hand, circling his cock, and jerking him off, slow at first, slicking the length with pre-come. It’s not quite enough, which creates a slight drag and it’s fucking perfect.
“More. Adam please, more.”
Adam groans against his neck then, swearing softly as he rams into Johnny one last time, his hand tight and erratic on Johnny’s cock and before he realises it Johnny’s coming all over Adam’s hand and his sheet, aware of Adam’s mouth on his shoulder and Adam’s cock, spent, inside him.
He sinks on to the bed, careless of the mess as Adam pulls out. Johnny lets himself be manhandled on to his back.
“Just so you know,” he says, watching idly as Adam cleans him up with a wet washcloth, “I’m staying the night.”
Adam leans up to peck him quickly on the lips before throwing the washcloth in the general direction of the bathroom and settling on the bed beside him.
“Stay as long as you like,” Adam says, his eyes closing as Johnny shifts to curl in close.
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