Prompt #083: Masturbation
Title: Masturbation
Pairing/Characters: Adam/Sauli
Rating (Word Count): M (12x100)
Warning(s): none
Author's notes: based on this old glam-kink prompt.
When Sauli realized he'd been reading the same page for ten minutes without absorbing it, his eyes sliding over the letters, he set the book down with a huff. This always happened when Adam had to pop away to do promo things by himself; he'd be alright for the first couple of days and then boredom and loneliness would set in. He never said anything because it sounded clingy and possessive, and while Adam was a true romantic, he drew the line at clinginess. So Sauli relied on their phone calls and stayed quiet. But that only lasted so long.
*
Right now it was too chilly to go outside, and- Sauli looked at the clock and did a mental calculation- not the right time to call Adam. Dammit. Now he felt a leg twitching about restlessly like when he couldn't go run. There was only about one solution at the moment to keep some kind of sanity. He got up to the shelf where he kept all his gadgets and dug out the iPod and deck.
Sauli was pretty certain Adam knew he kept some of his music around to listen to, but exactly how much was another matter altogether.
*
He had to give Adam's fans credit, they certainly knew how to archive everything. So besides FYE and Trespassing, he'd found the "unofficial" albums (certainly would never say a word, he knew it was a sensitive topic for Adam, at least nobody profited from a torrent), the songs he did during Idol, random concert covers- while Sauli didn't take everything that was out there, he found enough to keep him satisfied. He couldn't help if his boyfriend had a beautiful voice that sometimes made him weak to hear. He tucked the iPod into the deck and turned on the playlist.
*
He took his usual position, rolled onto his side with eyes closed and arms wrapped around himself as if he was really in Adam's embrace as one of the slower songs started. High and sweet without being piercing, the gentle tone drifted from the speakers and seemed to caress all the way up Sauli's body into his ears.
"Hmm..." A gentle smile touched his mouth and arms subconsciously hugged squeezed another hug as he rolled onto his back. "Adam," was his wistful expression of love, not loneliness. He felt like a lovestruck fan with the extra knowledge it was reciprocated.
*
Sauli couldn't help a little laugh at that idea; his boyfriend certainly had the power to make people go crazy with barely doing anything. And when he did do something- well.
Eventually he relaxed his arms with a sigh and let the music continue to wash over him. Eyes stayed closed so as not to break the spell. The effect was rather like a lullaby; Sauli had a brief wave of consciousness and the next thing he knew the music was now a more sneaky, slinking tone. The voice almost breathy, the tone Adam tended to use when he wanted...
*
"Ohhh," fingertips reached to touch a face that had become flushed with desire. Overlapping the music, Sauli could hear this boyfriend's mellifluous plea: Please, love? Oh, you're so pretty...let me love you, baby.
"Ngh," Sauli bit a fingertip in pleasure and laid his free palm on his waist as he felt his hips roll. Touching himself while thinking of Adam was not a new thing, of course, but never had the music been involved. Could this be normal?
But any question of that went right out the window when a high "ahhh" drifted from the speakers, a climatic cry.
*
Sauli opened his eyes, but the spell hadn't broken at all, only gone in a wildly different direction. Without bothering to take his shirt off, he scrambled to unbutton his pants and get them down to at least about his knees. One hand grabbed underneath the pillow and the other gripped to his cock that had already extended from lust. He huffed a breath at the familiar electric touch of skin on skin.
By now there was a heavy synth beat and driving guitar thudding not just in his ears, but the base of his spine down to ground zero.
*
"Unh..." Hips rolled up and down as if doing an erotic dance, and Sauli began pumping his fist in furious rhythm to the music's tempo, too excited to start slowly. He closed his eyes again to be taken back in by his boyfriend's voice, barely paying attention to actual words at this point, more to tone and inflection and breath. Every sweet and positive sound was an encouragement for him to keep stroking, a praise of how beautiful he looked when he lost control.
"Ahh...vitut...Adam..." He turned one cheek into the pillow and started panting just as rapidly.
*
The more Sauli moved his hand, the more he felt and heard his grip becoming slickened with pre. Really didn't take long to happen when Adam came to mind... "Ohhh," he bent his knees and raised his hips off the mattress. His mind felt fogged over with heat but senses were somehow still clear, especially to hear Adam's voice cooing and crooning. Right now that singing was for him and only him, he didn't care about the faint crackle of an audience squealing in the back of the speakers. He licked his lips to taste sweat and squeezed his hand.
*
That ended up feeling more than pain, more than pleasure, a brand new form of euphoria altogether. Sauli thrust into his hand a few more times, and not long after Adam released one of his trademark high notes, he cried out with one of his own and felt a hot and messy outburst over his hand, wrist, stomach, ohhh, so glorious...
He bit his lip over a strange growl and opened his eyes again, vision blurred for a moment before he could see himself facing the iPod and deck, still playing and unaware of what had just happened.
"Oh...wow."
*
Of all the words Sauli expected himself to say after something like that, those were actually low on the list. But really...what else could he say?
Breath shaking in his chest, he straightened his legs and laid his body flat on the mattress again, including turning his head to the ceiling. Hands slowly relaxed, the working palm laying sticky and hot on a thigh. Now the music felt faint and far away, drowned out by the pantings of coming down.
"Ohh..." He knew he'd have to get up eventually to clean off, but right now his legs felt melted.
*
Dry hand wiped sweat from his forehead, and when he stopped panting he could feel he was smiling. "Ohh, Adam, Adam, Adam," his voice was wistful again, "you sexy, naughty man." Talk about being effective from even hundreds of miles away.
Now Sauli definitely had something new to talk about when it was the right time to call. And if that led to more touching going on...especially if Adam's hands got in on the action...all the more better. Or even better yet, that beautiful voice encouraging him live. The one he loved to hear make him so weak.
Pairing/Characters: Adam/Sauli
Rating (Word Count): M (12x100)
Warning(s): none
Author's notes: based on this old glam-kink prompt.
When Sauli realized he'd been reading the same page for ten minutes without absorbing it, his eyes sliding over the letters, he set the book down with a huff. This always happened when Adam had to pop away to do promo things by himself; he'd be alright for the first couple of days and then boredom and loneliness would set in. He never said anything because it sounded clingy and possessive, and while Adam was a true romantic, he drew the line at clinginess. So Sauli relied on their phone calls and stayed quiet. But that only lasted so long.
*
Right now it was too chilly to go outside, and- Sauli looked at the clock and did a mental calculation- not the right time to call Adam. Dammit. Now he felt a leg twitching about restlessly like when he couldn't go run. There was only about one solution at the moment to keep some kind of sanity. He got up to the shelf where he kept all his gadgets and dug out the iPod and deck.
Sauli was pretty certain Adam knew he kept some of his music around to listen to, but exactly how much was another matter altogether.
*
He had to give Adam's fans credit, they certainly knew how to archive everything. So besides FYE and Trespassing, he'd found the "unofficial" albums (certainly would never say a word, he knew it was a sensitive topic for Adam, at least nobody profited from a torrent), the songs he did during Idol, random concert covers- while Sauli didn't take everything that was out there, he found enough to keep him satisfied. He couldn't help if his boyfriend had a beautiful voice that sometimes made him weak to hear. He tucked the iPod into the deck and turned on the playlist.
*
He took his usual position, rolled onto his side with eyes closed and arms wrapped around himself as if he was really in Adam's embrace as one of the slower songs started. High and sweet without being piercing, the gentle tone drifted from the speakers and seemed to caress all the way up Sauli's body into his ears.
"Hmm..." A gentle smile touched his mouth and arms subconsciously hugged squeezed another hug as he rolled onto his back. "Adam," was his wistful expression of love, not loneliness. He felt like a lovestruck fan with the extra knowledge it was reciprocated.
*
Sauli couldn't help a little laugh at that idea; his boyfriend certainly had the power to make people go crazy with barely doing anything. And when he did do something- well.
Eventually he relaxed his arms with a sigh and let the music continue to wash over him. Eyes stayed closed so as not to break the spell. The effect was rather like a lullaby; Sauli had a brief wave of consciousness and the next thing he knew the music was now a more sneaky, slinking tone. The voice almost breathy, the tone Adam tended to use when he wanted...
*
"Ohhh," fingertips reached to touch a face that had become flushed with desire. Overlapping the music, Sauli could hear this boyfriend's mellifluous plea: Please, love? Oh, you're so pretty...let me love you, baby.
"Ngh," Sauli bit a fingertip in pleasure and laid his free palm on his waist as he felt his hips roll. Touching himself while thinking of Adam was not a new thing, of course, but never had the music been involved. Could this be normal?
But any question of that went right out the window when a high "ahhh" drifted from the speakers, a climatic cry.
*
Sauli opened his eyes, but the spell hadn't broken at all, only gone in a wildly different direction. Without bothering to take his shirt off, he scrambled to unbutton his pants and get them down to at least about his knees. One hand grabbed underneath the pillow and the other gripped to his cock that had already extended from lust. He huffed a breath at the familiar electric touch of skin on skin.
By now there was a heavy synth beat and driving guitar thudding not just in his ears, but the base of his spine down to ground zero.
*
"Unh..." Hips rolled up and down as if doing an erotic dance, and Sauli began pumping his fist in furious rhythm to the music's tempo, too excited to start slowly. He closed his eyes again to be taken back in by his boyfriend's voice, barely paying attention to actual words at this point, more to tone and inflection and breath. Every sweet and positive sound was an encouragement for him to keep stroking, a praise of how beautiful he looked when he lost control.
"Ahh...vitut...Adam..." He turned one cheek into the pillow and started panting just as rapidly.
*
The more Sauli moved his hand, the more he felt and heard his grip becoming slickened with pre. Really didn't take long to happen when Adam came to mind... "Ohhh," he bent his knees and raised his hips off the mattress. His mind felt fogged over with heat but senses were somehow still clear, especially to hear Adam's voice cooing and crooning. Right now that singing was for him and only him, he didn't care about the faint crackle of an audience squealing in the back of the speakers. He licked his lips to taste sweat and squeezed his hand.
*
That ended up feeling more than pain, more than pleasure, a brand new form of euphoria altogether. Sauli thrust into his hand a few more times, and not long after Adam released one of his trademark high notes, he cried out with one of his own and felt a hot and messy outburst over his hand, wrist, stomach, ohhh, so glorious...
He bit his lip over a strange growl and opened his eyes again, vision blurred for a moment before he could see himself facing the iPod and deck, still playing and unaware of what had just happened.
"Oh...wow."
*
Of all the words Sauli expected himself to say after something like that, those were actually low on the list. But really...what else could he say?
Breath shaking in his chest, he straightened his legs and laid his body flat on the mattress again, including turning his head to the ceiling. Hands slowly relaxed, the working palm laying sticky and hot on a thigh. Now the music felt faint and far away, drowned out by the pantings of coming down.
"Ohh..." He knew he'd have to get up eventually to clean off, but right now his legs felt melted.
*
Dry hand wiped sweat from his forehead, and when he stopped panting he could feel he was smiling. "Ohh, Adam, Adam, Adam," his voice was wistful again, "you sexy, naughty man." Talk about being effective from even hundreds of miles away.
Now Sauli definitely had something new to talk about when it was the right time to call. And if that led to more touching going on...especially if Adam's hands got in on the action...all the more better. Or even better yet, that beautiful voice encouraging him live. The one he loved to hear make him so weak.