Apr 12, 2012 21:25
genre: slash,
rec: fic,
pairing: barry rabe/roddy geiger,
fandom: criminal minds,
genre: total au,
fandom: merlin,
pairing: michael/adam milligan,
fandom: supernatural,
genre: crossover,
pimp: my own fics,
activity: meme,
pairing: dean winchester/adam milligan,
fandom: multiple,
pimp: meme,
pairing: arthur pendragon/merlin emerys,
fandom: percy jackson,
genre: canon/minor au,
pairing: castiel/dean winchester,
pairing: luke castellan/percy jackson,
word count: 1000-4999,
pairing: monroe/nick burkhardt,
word count: 100-999,
pairing: michael/adam milligan/nick,
fanfiction: oneshot,
fandom: grimm,
fanfiction
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His cock hangs painfully hard and leaking between his thighs. Michael barely touches him, thumbs spreading him wide, fingers brush his balls, encircling his cock, and Michael squeezes him once, thrusts in with another searing kiss before withdrawing.
“I missed you.” The hot rush of his exhale falls on Adam's hole, breathless; Adam winces, twitching painfully in Michael's grip.
"Michael."
Michael's lips drag to the tattoo low on his spine; the brand that marked Adam as his from the time Adam was old enough to say 'yes' and truly understand the implications. He'd loved Michael before he learned what he was: an angel destined to be a General in the Kingdom's army. He still loved Michael after realising the long and frequently lonely life he'd committed himself to. In the coldest hours before dawn, when Michael's name was bitter on his tongue, Michael's latest letter crumpled in hand, Adam wondered how he only loved Michael even more.
Adam's been alone for so long, but soon he'll never be alone again.
Adam thrusts into Michael's hands as teeth and tongue nip at his bonding mark, eliciting sparks of heat along his nerves, melting him.
He's shivering with tension when Michael draws him against his chest, sitting back. The head of his cock nudges Adam's hole, and Michael smothers kisses into his neck as he thrusts in. Adam's head falls back against his shoulder with a gasp of shock.
Michael strokes possessively over the flat, toned muscles of Adam's stomach. It won't be that way for long. “How's my son?”
“He misses his daddy.” Adam smirks, trembling as he covers Michael's hand. His breath hitches at Michael's next thrust. “I miss him, too.”
Michael's gaze falls heavy and he buries a kiss above Adam's ear. Adam's heart races as Michael takes his thighs, splaying him wide, so that every push of his hips leaves Adam clinging and gasping at the white hot drag of Michael in and out of him, until Adam stiffens with a cry; Michael is there to keep him from coming apart. Michael holds onto Adam so tightly when he comes, groaning low in his throat, Adam momentarily forgets what air is, and holds on just as tight.
Afterwards, the air falls quiet and contemplative. Adam reclines on the bed watching Michael sip wine by the hearth's mantle.
“Don't be a stranger,” Adam says softly.
Michael looks up from the fire, swallowing. The brass cup is placed on the mantle, and Michael crawls up the bed, settling to kiss and nuzzle Adam's stomach. Adam smiles and strokes fingers through his dark hair. He feels the nervous sigh Michael releases against his skin.
“I won't desert my family like my father,” Michael swears.
“I know,” Adam assures, holding his face.
Michael's smile is soft and grateful. He kisses the inside of Adam's wrist.
"I love you," Adam tells him.
Michael kisses the skin above Adam's navel and gently rests his head as though he's divining with their future son. He looks at peace. "I love you."
Adam dozes off with the fire warming his feet, his husband nuzzling against him, and the future nurtured between them. He sleeps uninterrupted for the first time in months and dreams of clear skies.
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Honestly, your prose are both sultry and beautifully bittersweet. I love the surprise!Lucifer; now that's the way to send messages, Michael. I also adore Michael's comment about not becoming his father. That really felt fitting.
BASICALLY, YOU ARE AMAZING. ...Although, I probably shouldn't read these acts at school, should I? *shameless* ♥
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I have a feeling Michael sent Lucifer ahead to Adam with a passing "Might get held back tonight; give him a kiss for me", the same way you non-committally ask someone to bring you back a t-shirt from their holiday, but Lucifer is never one to do things by halves. Let's just hope Michael never asks Lucifer to "Give 'em hell".
I AM OF THE GLAD THAT YOU LIKED IT. Michael would have been torn at the fact his honour was driving him into a position to be like his father - a career man until the day he just doesn't home - so I thought it was important for he and Adam to have that moment.
I think this was also the first time I wrote rimming (and that was fun). Let's see what other firsts I can cross off my list this round! :D
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