Fic: Look into my eyes, baby, eyes
Title: Look into my eyes, baby, eyes
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Tommy always figured Adam could hypnotize people, and he finally put those powers to good use.
Notes: Written for kink_bingo for the square "mind control/amnesia". Beta'd by the amazing sulwen! Thanks for stepping in bb!
“Look into my eyes.” Adam's voice was firm and forceful, but the urge to laugh still welled up in Tommy's chest at the command. The urge mostly disappeared when Tommy lifted his eyes and caught Adam's, the look there intense enough that Tommy's skin tingled. A small smile curved Adam's lips and he nodded, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees. “Good boy. Your eyes are feeling heavy, aren't they? Breathe, Tommy.”
Tommy's eyes remained locked onto Adam's, neither of them blinking for what felt like ages. Slowly, Tommy felt his breathing change and match Adam's until it felt like Adam was breathing for him, like if Adam stopped breathing, Tommy would too. His world narrowed, his vision going fuzzy around the edges until all he could see was Adam's face, and all he could hear was the soft, firm tone of Adam's voice.
“You're feeling very relaxed, aren't you Tommy? Your limbs feel heavy, and you want to lay down, don't you?” Tommy swallowed heavily, nodding. He could see Adam's fingers gripping into his own thighs, and his tongue darted out to wet his lips. He tried to lift his arm, tried to reach out and touch Adam, but Adam was right. His whole body felt leaden, his skin buzzing with energy, his muscles frozen.
“Take off your shirt, Tommy. And then lay down, on your back.” Adam's voice washed over Tommy like something he could touch; it bled through his skin, soaking into him and making his muscles move. Tommy's shirt lifted slowly and he was vaguely aware that it was his own hands pulling the thin fabric over his head, but if he could speak, he'd have sworn it was Adam. The shirt dropped from his fingers and Tommy let himself fall backwards onto the bed, the soft fabric of the comforter cool against his heated skin.
Adam made a pleased noise on the back of his throat, and Tommy felt the bed dip next to his head, and knew that Adam was sitting next to him. He flicked his eyes up, wanting to move his head but unable to, and just barely caught Adam's eyes. They were dark and almost foggy, sweeping over Tommy's body and stopping when they reached Tommy's eyes. Tommy caught a little spark pass through them, and through his haze he managed to return Adam's small smirk.
“Are you aroused, Tommy? Your cheeks are flushed and hot, and your nipples are aching to be touched. Touch them, Tommy.” Tommy's face suddenly felt like it was burning, and he turned his face to press a cheek against the cool pillow. His hands slid up his stomach slowly, fingertips circling his nipples before finally brushing over them. He arched into his own touch, moaning loud and sharp as his calloused fingers rasped over his swollen nipples. Tommy's cock was hard and throbbing against his jeans, but he couldn't have moved his fingers away from his nipples if he tried. He pinched and pulled on the aching flesh, scraping his nails over the tips until he was panting and writhing, his orgasm already beginning to build in his belly.
“Stop.” Adam's voice broke through the haze that was growing around Tommy's head, and his hands dropped to his sides. Tommy lay panting on the bed, his hips thrusting up into nothing, his blood thrumming through his veins. “Look at me, Tommy.”
Tommy rolled his head to the side, looking up at Adam. He blinked several times to try and clear the fog from his vision, a soft smile curving his lips as he focused on Adam's face. He wanted to talk, wanted to say thank you or I love you or anything, but his tongue felt thick and heavy in his mouth and he settled for stroking Adam's calf where he could just stretch his fingers out to reach. They were silent for several long moments, and Tommy felt the sensation of shared breath between them again. Slowly, Adam reached out his hand and rested it softly on Tommy's chest, the weight comforting, grounding. The haze that had started to clear around Tommy's head thickened again, and when Adam spoke next he sounded far away, though the heat of his hand was still burning on Tommy's chest.
“Do you want to come, Tommy? Tell me.” Adam's hand started moving on his chest, rubbing soft circles that sent sparks through Tommy's body, and if it wasn't for Adam's command Tommy was sure he wouldn't have been able to speak.
“Yeah, yes. I do.” Tommy was shocked at the sound of his own voice, husky and breathy, hitching up near a whine when he stretched out a word. His whole body felt pulled taut and loose all at once, and he let his mind focus on Adam's hand, let the pressure keep him from falling into the haze.
“Yes what, Tommy?” Adam let his fingers just barely brush over Tommy's nipple, and Tommy's whole body arched off the bed. “Say what you want.”
The words came out in a rush of breath like Tommy couldn't control them, and the truth was, he couldn't. Adam's own words pulled Tommy's from him as easily as if he'd reached into Tommy's chest and yanked them out. “I want to come.”
Tommy was rewarded with a final twist to his nipple, and then Adam's hands were gone, replaced by Adam's voice pushing through the fog and sweeping over Tommy's skin. “Good boy. Unbutton your jeans, and push them down. Just far enough to get your cock out, and then put your hands back on the bed.”
He obeyed, because he had to, his teeth digging into his lip as the fabric of his jeans and boxers dragged over the swollen flesh of his cock. Tommy's brain was screaming at him to wrap his fist around his cock and stroke, but the haze around his head and Adam's voice stopped him. He pulled his cock out of his jeans, and then his hands dropped easily to the bed at his sides. He could see his cock curved hard and red against his belly, pre-come dripping steadily from the head and pooling against his skin.
Adam swiped a finger through the thick liquid, raising it to Tommy's lips and smearing it across Tommy's swollen lower lip. “Lick. Your own taste turns you on, doesn't it Tommy?” Immediately, Tommy's tongue darted out, the bitter-salt taste filling his mouth and heightening the thrumming in his veins. He felt his cock twitch against his belly, another drop of pre-come spreading over his skin, feeling hot even against his heated skin. Adam pulled his finger away from Tommy's mouth and Tommy chased it with his tongue and his lips until Adam was too far away to reach.
“Watch me, Tommy.” Tommy blinked lazily up at Adam, shaking his head even though he knew that wouldn't clear the fog. He watched as Adam's hands slid over his own chest, pinching his nipples until Tommy could see them peaked and swollen through his t-shirt. Adam's hands worked further down his body, fingers deftly unbuckling his belt and pushing his jeans down. He lifted up just enough to free his cock, and Tommy felt his mouth go cotton-dry at the sight of Adam's cock, huge and hard in Adam's hand.
Adam stroked his cock slow and easy, and Tommy could almost feel the same rhythm on his own cock. His hips made small circles on the bed, thrusting into nothing, his eyes locked on Adam, flipping from his cock to his face. Adam's face was slack, his eyes heavy-lidded and dark, his cheeks flushed, the colour spreading down his neck and disappearing beneath his t-shirt. His breath was starting to quicken and Tommy felt his own do the same, the haze settling even closer around his head as Adam grew nearer to his orgasm.
“I'm going to come, Tommy. And when you feel my come on your face, you're going to come too.” Adam's voice was strained, but the firm control that had been there all night remained and Tommy nodded. He let his lips fall apart as he panted, his chest heaving with their combined breath, and he could feel his orgasm building in his belly even though he knew it was really Adam's. Tommy felt it when the dam broke, pleasure shooting through his body for a split second before he saw Adam's cock twitch in his hand and felt the hot splash of come across his cheek. As soon as Tommy felt it, his body arched off the bed, his cock shooting come up his belly nearly hard enough to reach his nipples. He heard himself shout, but his own voice sounded far away, and for several long moments he forgot how to breathe.
Finally, Adam's hand rested on his chest and Tommy's breath came back to him, still shaky, but growing steadier. “Tommy, look at me.” Tommy turned his head and forced his eyes open, Adam's face fuzzy behind the near-suffocating fog. “Wake up, Tommy. Wake up.” Adam stroked a hand down the side of Tommy's face, and suddenly everything was clear again. It was like someone had turned a fan on in a smoke-filled room, the haze disappearing, replaced by sharp awareness.
“Holy fuck.” Tommy sat up quickly, holding his hands out in front of him as if he was remembering what it was like to move freely. He turned to face Adam and crawled awkwardly into his lap, both pairs of their legs tangled up in their jeans. He fisted his hands in Adam's hair and pulled him close, smearing the mess on his stomach into Adam's t-shirt as he kissed him deep and hard. When he pulled back, he rested their foreheads together, laughing softly. “Seriously, holy fuck.
Adam stroked his hands down Tommy's back, dipping just into the waistband of his jeans to rub over his ass. “So, I guess it worked. I wasn't sure if I could do it.”
“Fuck yeah, it worked. I knew it would.” Tommy slid his hands down Adam's chest and flicked the barbells in his nipples, grinning at the sharp breath Adam drew in. “You damn near hypnotize everyone you meet anyways. About time you used your powers for good or something.”
Adam pushed Tommy back until they were both laying down, Adam settling heavily between Tommy's spread thighs. “Good, huh?” He bent forward and sank his teeth into Tommy's collarbone, worrying the skin there until a purple bruise started to form. “I don't know if I'd necessarily call this good...” Adam kissed a hot path down Tommy's chest and stomach, pausing to lick through the mess on his belly.
Tommy groaned, his dick twitching as Adam licked around it. “Good, evil, what the fuck ever. Just don't stop, all right?”
“Oh, I hadn't planned on it.” Adam's mouth slid hot and wet over Tommy's half-hard cock, and Tommy let his fingers tug hard on Adam's hair, pushing his dick deeper into Adam's mouth.
Tommy felt the moment that Adam's jaw went slack, the moment that his fingers softened on Tommy's hips and groaned. He pulled Adam's head back just far enough to look him in the eye and smirked. “My turn.” Adam opened his mouth to answer, but Tommy pulled his head back down, sighing at the strangled groan Adam let out around his cock. Sometimes Tommy liked it when Adam called the shots, but not always.
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Tommy always figured Adam could hypnotize people, and he finally put those powers to good use.
Notes: Written for kink_bingo for the square "mind control/amnesia". Beta'd by the amazing sulwen! Thanks for stepping in bb!
“Look into my eyes.” Adam's voice was firm and forceful, but the urge to laugh still welled up in Tommy's chest at the command. The urge mostly disappeared when Tommy lifted his eyes and caught Adam's, the look there intense enough that Tommy's skin tingled. A small smile curved Adam's lips and he nodded, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees. “Good boy. Your eyes are feeling heavy, aren't they? Breathe, Tommy.”
Tommy's eyes remained locked onto Adam's, neither of them blinking for what felt like ages. Slowly, Tommy felt his breathing change and match Adam's until it felt like Adam was breathing for him, like if Adam stopped breathing, Tommy would too. His world narrowed, his vision going fuzzy around the edges until all he could see was Adam's face, and all he could hear was the soft, firm tone of Adam's voice.
“You're feeling very relaxed, aren't you Tommy? Your limbs feel heavy, and you want to lay down, don't you?” Tommy swallowed heavily, nodding. He could see Adam's fingers gripping into his own thighs, and his tongue darted out to wet his lips. He tried to lift his arm, tried to reach out and touch Adam, but Adam was right. His whole body felt leaden, his skin buzzing with energy, his muscles frozen.
“Take off your shirt, Tommy. And then lay down, on your back.” Adam's voice washed over Tommy like something he could touch; it bled through his skin, soaking into him and making his muscles move. Tommy's shirt lifted slowly and he was vaguely aware that it was his own hands pulling the thin fabric over his head, but if he could speak, he'd have sworn it was Adam. The shirt dropped from his fingers and Tommy let himself fall backwards onto the bed, the soft fabric of the comforter cool against his heated skin.
Adam made a pleased noise on the back of his throat, and Tommy felt the bed dip next to his head, and knew that Adam was sitting next to him. He flicked his eyes up, wanting to move his head but unable to, and just barely caught Adam's eyes. They were dark and almost foggy, sweeping over Tommy's body and stopping when they reached Tommy's eyes. Tommy caught a little spark pass through them, and through his haze he managed to return Adam's small smirk.
“Are you aroused, Tommy? Your cheeks are flushed and hot, and your nipples are aching to be touched. Touch them, Tommy.” Tommy's face suddenly felt like it was burning, and he turned his face to press a cheek against the cool pillow. His hands slid up his stomach slowly, fingertips circling his nipples before finally brushing over them. He arched into his own touch, moaning loud and sharp as his calloused fingers rasped over his swollen nipples. Tommy's cock was hard and throbbing against his jeans, but he couldn't have moved his fingers away from his nipples if he tried. He pinched and pulled on the aching flesh, scraping his nails over the tips until he was panting and writhing, his orgasm already beginning to build in his belly.
“Stop.” Adam's voice broke through the haze that was growing around Tommy's head, and his hands dropped to his sides. Tommy lay panting on the bed, his hips thrusting up into nothing, his blood thrumming through his veins. “Look at me, Tommy.”
Tommy rolled his head to the side, looking up at Adam. He blinked several times to try and clear the fog from his vision, a soft smile curving his lips as he focused on Adam's face. He wanted to talk, wanted to say thank you or I love you or anything, but his tongue felt thick and heavy in his mouth and he settled for stroking Adam's calf where he could just stretch his fingers out to reach. They were silent for several long moments, and Tommy felt the sensation of shared breath between them again. Slowly, Adam reached out his hand and rested it softly on Tommy's chest, the weight comforting, grounding. The haze that had started to clear around Tommy's head thickened again, and when Adam spoke next he sounded far away, though the heat of his hand was still burning on Tommy's chest.
“Do you want to come, Tommy? Tell me.” Adam's hand started moving on his chest, rubbing soft circles that sent sparks through Tommy's body, and if it wasn't for Adam's command Tommy was sure he wouldn't have been able to speak.
“Yeah, yes. I do.” Tommy was shocked at the sound of his own voice, husky and breathy, hitching up near a whine when he stretched out a word. His whole body felt pulled taut and loose all at once, and he let his mind focus on Adam's hand, let the pressure keep him from falling into the haze.
“Yes what, Tommy?” Adam let his fingers just barely brush over Tommy's nipple, and Tommy's whole body arched off the bed. “Say what you want.”
The words came out in a rush of breath like Tommy couldn't control them, and the truth was, he couldn't. Adam's own words pulled Tommy's from him as easily as if he'd reached into Tommy's chest and yanked them out. “I want to come.”
Tommy was rewarded with a final twist to his nipple, and then Adam's hands were gone, replaced by Adam's voice pushing through the fog and sweeping over Tommy's skin. “Good boy. Unbutton your jeans, and push them down. Just far enough to get your cock out, and then put your hands back on the bed.”
He obeyed, because he had to, his teeth digging into his lip as the fabric of his jeans and boxers dragged over the swollen flesh of his cock. Tommy's brain was screaming at him to wrap his fist around his cock and stroke, but the haze around his head and Adam's voice stopped him. He pulled his cock out of his jeans, and then his hands dropped easily to the bed at his sides. He could see his cock curved hard and red against his belly, pre-come dripping steadily from the head and pooling against his skin.
Adam swiped a finger through the thick liquid, raising it to Tommy's lips and smearing it across Tommy's swollen lower lip. “Lick. Your own taste turns you on, doesn't it Tommy?” Immediately, Tommy's tongue darted out, the bitter-salt taste filling his mouth and heightening the thrumming in his veins. He felt his cock twitch against his belly, another drop of pre-come spreading over his skin, feeling hot even against his heated skin. Adam pulled his finger away from Tommy's mouth and Tommy chased it with his tongue and his lips until Adam was too far away to reach.
“Watch me, Tommy.” Tommy blinked lazily up at Adam, shaking his head even though he knew that wouldn't clear the fog. He watched as Adam's hands slid over his own chest, pinching his nipples until Tommy could see them peaked and swollen through his t-shirt. Adam's hands worked further down his body, fingers deftly unbuckling his belt and pushing his jeans down. He lifted up just enough to free his cock, and Tommy felt his mouth go cotton-dry at the sight of Adam's cock, huge and hard in Adam's hand.
Adam stroked his cock slow and easy, and Tommy could almost feel the same rhythm on his own cock. His hips made small circles on the bed, thrusting into nothing, his eyes locked on Adam, flipping from his cock to his face. Adam's face was slack, his eyes heavy-lidded and dark, his cheeks flushed, the colour spreading down his neck and disappearing beneath his t-shirt. His breath was starting to quicken and Tommy felt his own do the same, the haze settling even closer around his head as Adam grew nearer to his orgasm.
“I'm going to come, Tommy. And when you feel my come on your face, you're going to come too.” Adam's voice was strained, but the firm control that had been there all night remained and Tommy nodded. He let his lips fall apart as he panted, his chest heaving with their combined breath, and he could feel his orgasm building in his belly even though he knew it was really Adam's. Tommy felt it when the dam broke, pleasure shooting through his body for a split second before he saw Adam's cock twitch in his hand and felt the hot splash of come across his cheek. As soon as Tommy felt it, his body arched off the bed, his cock shooting come up his belly nearly hard enough to reach his nipples. He heard himself shout, but his own voice sounded far away, and for several long moments he forgot how to breathe.
Finally, Adam's hand rested on his chest and Tommy's breath came back to him, still shaky, but growing steadier. “Tommy, look at me.” Tommy turned his head and forced his eyes open, Adam's face fuzzy behind the near-suffocating fog. “Wake up, Tommy. Wake up.” Adam stroked a hand down the side of Tommy's face, and suddenly everything was clear again. It was like someone had turned a fan on in a smoke-filled room, the haze disappearing, replaced by sharp awareness.
“Holy fuck.” Tommy sat up quickly, holding his hands out in front of him as if he was remembering what it was like to move freely. He turned to face Adam and crawled awkwardly into his lap, both pairs of their legs tangled up in their jeans. He fisted his hands in Adam's hair and pulled him close, smearing the mess on his stomach into Adam's t-shirt as he kissed him deep and hard. When he pulled back, he rested their foreheads together, laughing softly. “Seriously, holy fuck.
Adam stroked his hands down Tommy's back, dipping just into the waistband of his jeans to rub over his ass. “So, I guess it worked. I wasn't sure if I could do it.”
“Fuck yeah, it worked. I knew it would.” Tommy slid his hands down Adam's chest and flicked the barbells in his nipples, grinning at the sharp breath Adam drew in. “You damn near hypnotize everyone you meet anyways. About time you used your powers for good or something.”
Adam pushed Tommy back until they were both laying down, Adam settling heavily between Tommy's spread thighs. “Good, huh?” He bent forward and sank his teeth into Tommy's collarbone, worrying the skin there until a purple bruise started to form. “I don't know if I'd necessarily call this good...” Adam kissed a hot path down Tommy's chest and stomach, pausing to lick through the mess on his belly.
Tommy groaned, his dick twitching as Adam licked around it. “Good, evil, what the fuck ever. Just don't stop, all right?”
“Oh, I hadn't planned on it.” Adam's mouth slid hot and wet over Tommy's half-hard cock, and Tommy let his fingers tug hard on Adam's hair, pushing his dick deeper into Adam's mouth.
Tommy felt the moment that Adam's jaw went slack, the moment that his fingers softened on Tommy's hips and groaned. He pulled Adam's head back just far enough to look him in the eye and smirked. “My turn.” Adam opened his mouth to answer, but Tommy pulled his head back down, sighing at the strangled groan Adam let out around his cock. Sometimes Tommy liked it when Adam called the shots, but not always.