Fic: Come Here Kitty Kitty, Skin This Cat
Title: Come Here Kitty Kitty, Skin This Cat
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Tommy's a kitty cat. Well, not really, but almost.
Notes: Written for the animal play square on my kink bingo card, and inspired by Adam's comment last night in Providence, telling Tommy to go back to his kitty pen. Speed beta'ed by janescott. Title from Skin This Cat by the Scissor Sisters.
Once he got away from the hot stage lights, Tommy felt the sweat dripping down his face and cringed. He grabbed a towel and pressed it against his face, trying not to smear what was left of his makeup. A welcome weight pressed against his back and he let himself slump a little, feeling Adam's arms circle his waist. Adam's heart pounded hard enough that Tommy could feel it against his back and he grinned when Adam leaned in to press a wet, messy kiss to the back of Tommy's neck.
“Good show.”
Adam laughed against Tommy's hot skin and stepped back, turning Tommy around in his arms. “The best. Rock and roll, right?”
Tommy let Adam pull him in close, breathing in the smell of sweat and adrenaline and fire that rolled off of Adam. “Fuck yeah. But one thing...”
A concerned look flicked across Adam's face and he tipped Tommy's face up towards his own. “One thing? What's wrong?”
Tommy smirked, looking up at Adam through a fall of sweaty hair. “Kitty pen? Really?”
Adam laughed loud and long, sliding one of his hands up Tommy's arm. “Yes, really.” He threaded his fingers through Tommy's hair, letting his fingertips rub and scratch against Tommy's scalp. He could feel Tommy resisting, but smiled when he felt Tommy's head press harder against his hand. Tommy let out a soft sigh and his eyes fluttered shut, and Adam was sure that if humans could purr, Tommy would be doing it. He leaned down to press his lips against Tommy's ear and murmured softly, feeling Tommy go nearly boneless in his arms. “Mmmm, my little kitty cat.”
“You have to do that right here? Seriously?” Adam lifted his head from Tommy's ear and grinned at Neil who was rolling his eyes so hard Adam could hear it.
“Nope, we can go to the bus and do a whole lot more. Think about that!” He blew a kiss in Neil's direction and smacked Tommy's ass, grabbing his hand and pulling him along. Tommy mouthed “Sorry” at Neil, but the grin spread across his face showed he wasn't really sorry.
“I hate you guys!” Neil's voice carried behind them as they hurried down the hall towards the stage door, and Adam's only response was a loud, clear laugh that rang against the walls.
It was days, maybe weeks later and Tommy had completely forgotten about the “kitty pen” comment, but as soon as he stepped into Adam's lair, it was clear that Adam hadn't forgotten. Adam had flung the door to the room open with a flourish and a grin, promising a surprise and watching Tommy's face carefully. Tommy's eyes swept over the room, trying to find what Adam wanted to show him when his eyes caught on something. There wasn't a whole lot of floor space around the bed, but along one side Adam had squeezed in a floor cushion. On top of that cushion was a little box filled colourful bits of fabric and when Tommy got closer his eyes grew wide.
“Cat toys? Are you getting a cat?” Tommy reached forward to pick up one of the toy mice, shaking it when he realized it rattled.
“I'm thinking about it.” Adam was doing a pretty bad job of hiding the laugh in his voice, but Tommy didn't turn until he heard the jingling of a bell. Dangling from Adam's fingers was a collar, a bell hanging from the front of it.
“That's too big for a...oh, oh no.” Tommy stood quickly as he realized who the collar was for, dropping the cat toy back onto the cushion. “You want me to wear that?” Tommy could feel his eyebrows creeping up his forehead, and judging from the look on Adam's face he must look pretty comical.
“It'll be fun! Look, it's even your favourite colour!” Adam's face was bright and his eyes sparkled, and that look was what made Tommy reach his hand out to take the collar. It was black leather, studded with red stones that sparkled in the dim light of the bus and Tommy had to admit that it caught his eye. The bell jingled cheerfully as Tommy turned the collar over in his hands for several long moments before looking back up at Adam.
Tommy sighed deeply at the expectant look on Adam's face, raking a hand through his hair. He had never been very good at saying no, not to Adam anyways. “Okay, but if you ever tell anyone about this ... I don't even know what I'll do to you.”
Adam mimed crossing his heart and closed the small distance between them, the door to the room shut and locked behind him. “Promise. This is our little secret, kitty cat.” Adam's hands slid down Tommy's sides and underneath his thin t-shirt, pulling it over Tommy's head. He took the collar from Tommy's hands and opened the buckle, fastening the soft leather around Tommy's throat. He reached out to flick the bell, smiling as the sound filled the small room. “Pretty.”
Heat rose up in Tommy's cheeks, though he wasn't entirely sure of the reason. Adam called him pretty all the time, but there was a different edge to the word this time with the sound of the bell still ringing in his ears. He went easily when Adam guided him backwards, going to his knees on the cushion when Adam pushed him down. He slid his hands up Adam's legs to hook into the waistband of his sweatpants, but Adam batted them away.
“Uh uh. Just relax, baby.” Adam climbed onto the bed and stretched out, dangling a hand over the edge where it could rest on Tommy's head. He flicked on the TV and the opening strains of True Blood reached Tommy's ears.
It was actually kind of relaxing, Tommy had to admit. Adam's fingers carded through his hair and rubbed behind his ears, occasionally stroking all the way down his bare back. The space next to the bed wasn't big, but the cushion was comfortable and Tommy let himself sink into it, curled on his side. He couldn't really see the TV from where he was so he let his eyes fall shut, his breath growing deep and even as Adam's hand swept down his back again and again. He tipped his head into Adam's hand when Adam's fingers scratched into his scalp, sighing at the feeling.
“Good kitty, Tommy Joe. You're such a pretty kitty, aren't you?” Tommy didn't speak, but he answered by bumping his head harder against Adam's hand, encouraging him to continue. If he stopped to think about it, Tommy would probably think it was weird that it was so easy for him to slip into this, but things were hardly ever weird where Adam was concerned.
Tommy was almost asleep when he noticed Adam's strokes changing. His hand was moving lower on Tommy's back, pushing underneath the waistband of his sleep pants every few strokes. Tommy woke up quickly, shifting under Adam's touches and arching his back until Adam slid his hand inside to cup Tommy's ass. He groaned as Adam's fingers played over his ass crack, pushing in just enough to make sure all of Tommy's nerves were firing. Adam teased him for several long minutes, and Tommy held his tongue, sure that this was part of the game and wanting to play along.
Adam's voice was thick and breathy when he spoke, and just the sound of made Tommy's cock twitch against the cushion. “Does kitty want to come up on the bed?” He patted the spot on the bed next to him, and Tommy felt his cheeks flush hot as he crawled up on the bed, sitting back on his heels. Adam's face was as red as his own, his eyes dark and heavy-lidded as he looked at Tommy. His lips were parted slightly, and Tommy wanted to lean in and kiss them, but he didn't. Instead, he looked down at his own lap, the soft jingling of the bell at his throat spurring Adam to action.
“Come here, kitty cat.” Adam curled his finger, and Tommy obediently crawled forward until Adam stopped him. “Good, just like that.” Adam's hand stroked down Tommy's back and over his ass a few times until Tommy was pushing back against him Every time that Tommy moved even slightly, the bell jingled, making his cheeks flush deeper.
Tommy whimpered a little when Adam's hand moved away from his back, but he groaned as slick fingers pressed into his ass. Adam usually went slow, too slow and careful for Tommy's tastes, but not tonight. Adam's fingers slammed into him hard and fast, and his body moved up to drape over Tommy's. His breath was hot against Tommy's ear, and Tommy pressed his face against Adam's, hot flesh to hot flesh.
“You're so pretty in your collar, Tommy. I bet everyone can hear the bell. Do you think they'll know what it means?” Adam scraped his teeth over the shell of Tommy's ear, tongue darting out to lick between the metal rings. Tommy just groaned in response and pushed his ass back onto Adam's fingers, wanting more, deeper, harder. Adam fucked three fingers deep in Tommy's ass, twisting them until his knuckles pressed into the spot that made Tommy lose it, made his elbows buckle underneath him and made him cry out.
Tommy finally broke, a string of begging curses falling from his lips. “Please, Adam. Fuck, fuck me, please.” The bell on Tommy's collar was still jingling, the cheerful sound a sharp contrast to the lust-heavy air of the room. Adam pulled his fingers almost all the way out of Tommy's ass, keeping just the tips pressed to his hole like a promise.
He pressed his lips right against Tommy's ear and whispered, his voice thick and filthy. “You've been such a good kitty, Tommy. So pretty. I bet you'll be even prettier when I'm fucking you. Is that what you want, kitty cat?”
“Yes, fuck, yes. Please, Adam.” Tommy nodded his head furiously, the bell tinkling. Adam turned Tommy's face towards him and kissed him messily, pulling back when they were both panting.
“Hang on, baby.” Adam pulled his fingers from Tommy's ass, rubbing his hand over Tommy's back one more time before climbing off the bed. Tommy pressed his cheek to the cool pillow and watched as Adam stripped off his clothes and tore open the condom. Before Tommy had time to think, Adam was back, his body pressed all along Tommy's back, his cock sliding against Tommy's ass.
Tommy arched his back and groaned as Adam pushed into him, lifting himself back up onto his hands and knees so he could push back. He knew they were being too loud, moans and slapping skin and the jingling of the damn bell around his throat filling the room, but he didn't care. He pushed back hard against Adam, encouraging Adam to fuck him deeper and faster.
Adam's hips started moving erratically, and Tommy knew he was close. He reached to wrap a hand around his cock, but Adam batted it away, replacing it with his own. Adam's hand was big and hot and perfect, stroking him fast, thumb swiping over the head on every stroke, smearing the pearly pre-come collecting there.
“You're my pretty kitty, aren't you Tommy? Aren't you?” Adam's voice was soft, but it filled Tommy's head and pushed him over the edge. His cock twitched in Adam's hand and his come flooded over onto the bed.
He stammered and tried to answer, his voice coming out broken and reedy. “Yeah, yes. I am...fuck, I'm your pretty kitty.”
Adam let out a strangled cry and fucked his cock as deep into Tommy's body as it would go, collapsing over Tommy's back as his orgasm rushed over him. Tommy let his arms give out underneath him, and together they crumpled to the bed, panting and sweaty.
Later, after they caught their breaths and cleaned up, Tommy lay curled against Adam's chest listening to his breathing slow as Adam's fingers stroked through Tommy's damp hair. “I hope you liked your surprise.” Adam spoke carefully, like he was still afraid Tommy was going to tell him he was nuts.
“Yeah, you could say that.” Tommy lifted his head to jingle the bell he still wore, grinning when he saw the bright smile spread across Adam's face. “Seriously though, if you tell anyone, I will kill you.”
The smile on Adam's face shifted into a crooked smirk, and he rubbed his hand over his face. “About that. I sent Neil to the store for the ... stuff. I didn't tell him what it was for though?”
Tommy groaned loudly and buried his face in Adam's chest. “He's gonna hate me forever.”
“Probably, but I think I love you enough for at least two people.” Adam tipped Tommy's face up and kissed him softly until the grimace on his face turned into a smile.
“Yeah, yeah, I love you too. I wouldn't wear a kitty collar for just anyone.” Tommy shook his head to jingle the bell one more time before reaching his hands behind him to try and unbuckle it.
Adam pushed his hands out of the way and took the collar off, pausing to kiss the tip of Tommy's nose. “You better not, you're my kitty cat.”
Tommy rolled his eyes, but the grin on his face gave him away. He tucked himself into the warmth of Adam's body, already beginning to fall asleep. “Yeah, I'm your kitty cat.”
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Tommy's a kitty cat. Well, not really, but almost.
Notes: Written for the animal play square on my kink bingo card, and inspired by Adam's comment last night in Providence, telling Tommy to go back to his kitty pen. Speed beta'ed by janescott. Title from Skin This Cat by the Scissor Sisters.
Once he got away from the hot stage lights, Tommy felt the sweat dripping down his face and cringed. He grabbed a towel and pressed it against his face, trying not to smear what was left of his makeup. A welcome weight pressed against his back and he let himself slump a little, feeling Adam's arms circle his waist. Adam's heart pounded hard enough that Tommy could feel it against his back and he grinned when Adam leaned in to press a wet, messy kiss to the back of Tommy's neck.
“Good show.”
Adam laughed against Tommy's hot skin and stepped back, turning Tommy around in his arms. “The best. Rock and roll, right?”
Tommy let Adam pull him in close, breathing in the smell of sweat and adrenaline and fire that rolled off of Adam. “Fuck yeah. But one thing...”
A concerned look flicked across Adam's face and he tipped Tommy's face up towards his own. “One thing? What's wrong?”
Tommy smirked, looking up at Adam through a fall of sweaty hair. “Kitty pen? Really?”
Adam laughed loud and long, sliding one of his hands up Tommy's arm. “Yes, really.” He threaded his fingers through Tommy's hair, letting his fingertips rub and scratch against Tommy's scalp. He could feel Tommy resisting, but smiled when he felt Tommy's head press harder against his hand. Tommy let out a soft sigh and his eyes fluttered shut, and Adam was sure that if humans could purr, Tommy would be doing it. He leaned down to press his lips against Tommy's ear and murmured softly, feeling Tommy go nearly boneless in his arms. “Mmmm, my little kitty cat.”
“You have to do that right here? Seriously?” Adam lifted his head from Tommy's ear and grinned at Neil who was rolling his eyes so hard Adam could hear it.
“Nope, we can go to the bus and do a whole lot more. Think about that!” He blew a kiss in Neil's direction and smacked Tommy's ass, grabbing his hand and pulling him along. Tommy mouthed “Sorry” at Neil, but the grin spread across his face showed he wasn't really sorry.
“I hate you guys!” Neil's voice carried behind them as they hurried down the hall towards the stage door, and Adam's only response was a loud, clear laugh that rang against the walls.
It was days, maybe weeks later and Tommy had completely forgotten about the “kitty pen” comment, but as soon as he stepped into Adam's lair, it was clear that Adam hadn't forgotten. Adam had flung the door to the room open with a flourish and a grin, promising a surprise and watching Tommy's face carefully. Tommy's eyes swept over the room, trying to find what Adam wanted to show him when his eyes caught on something. There wasn't a whole lot of floor space around the bed, but along one side Adam had squeezed in a floor cushion. On top of that cushion was a little box filled colourful bits of fabric and when Tommy got closer his eyes grew wide.
“Cat toys? Are you getting a cat?” Tommy reached forward to pick up one of the toy mice, shaking it when he realized it rattled.
“I'm thinking about it.” Adam was doing a pretty bad job of hiding the laugh in his voice, but Tommy didn't turn until he heard the jingling of a bell. Dangling from Adam's fingers was a collar, a bell hanging from the front of it.
“That's too big for a...oh, oh no.” Tommy stood quickly as he realized who the collar was for, dropping the cat toy back onto the cushion. “You want me to wear that?” Tommy could feel his eyebrows creeping up his forehead, and judging from the look on Adam's face he must look pretty comical.
“It'll be fun! Look, it's even your favourite colour!” Adam's face was bright and his eyes sparkled, and that look was what made Tommy reach his hand out to take the collar. It was black leather, studded with red stones that sparkled in the dim light of the bus and Tommy had to admit that it caught his eye. The bell jingled cheerfully as Tommy turned the collar over in his hands for several long moments before looking back up at Adam.
Tommy sighed deeply at the expectant look on Adam's face, raking a hand through his hair. He had never been very good at saying no, not to Adam anyways. “Okay, but if you ever tell anyone about this ... I don't even know what I'll do to you.”
Adam mimed crossing his heart and closed the small distance between them, the door to the room shut and locked behind him. “Promise. This is our little secret, kitty cat.” Adam's hands slid down Tommy's sides and underneath his thin t-shirt, pulling it over Tommy's head. He took the collar from Tommy's hands and opened the buckle, fastening the soft leather around Tommy's throat. He reached out to flick the bell, smiling as the sound filled the small room. “Pretty.”
Heat rose up in Tommy's cheeks, though he wasn't entirely sure of the reason. Adam called him pretty all the time, but there was a different edge to the word this time with the sound of the bell still ringing in his ears. He went easily when Adam guided him backwards, going to his knees on the cushion when Adam pushed him down. He slid his hands up Adam's legs to hook into the waistband of his sweatpants, but Adam batted them away.
“Uh uh. Just relax, baby.” Adam climbed onto the bed and stretched out, dangling a hand over the edge where it could rest on Tommy's head. He flicked on the TV and the opening strains of True Blood reached Tommy's ears.
It was actually kind of relaxing, Tommy had to admit. Adam's fingers carded through his hair and rubbed behind his ears, occasionally stroking all the way down his bare back. The space next to the bed wasn't big, but the cushion was comfortable and Tommy let himself sink into it, curled on his side. He couldn't really see the TV from where he was so he let his eyes fall shut, his breath growing deep and even as Adam's hand swept down his back again and again. He tipped his head into Adam's hand when Adam's fingers scratched into his scalp, sighing at the feeling.
“Good kitty, Tommy Joe. You're such a pretty kitty, aren't you?” Tommy didn't speak, but he answered by bumping his head harder against Adam's hand, encouraging him to continue. If he stopped to think about it, Tommy would probably think it was weird that it was so easy for him to slip into this, but things were hardly ever weird where Adam was concerned.
Tommy was almost asleep when he noticed Adam's strokes changing. His hand was moving lower on Tommy's back, pushing underneath the waistband of his sleep pants every few strokes. Tommy woke up quickly, shifting under Adam's touches and arching his back until Adam slid his hand inside to cup Tommy's ass. He groaned as Adam's fingers played over his ass crack, pushing in just enough to make sure all of Tommy's nerves were firing. Adam teased him for several long minutes, and Tommy held his tongue, sure that this was part of the game and wanting to play along.
Adam's voice was thick and breathy when he spoke, and just the sound of made Tommy's cock twitch against the cushion. “Does kitty want to come up on the bed?” He patted the spot on the bed next to him, and Tommy felt his cheeks flush hot as he crawled up on the bed, sitting back on his heels. Adam's face was as red as his own, his eyes dark and heavy-lidded as he looked at Tommy. His lips were parted slightly, and Tommy wanted to lean in and kiss them, but he didn't. Instead, he looked down at his own lap, the soft jingling of the bell at his throat spurring Adam to action.
“Come here, kitty cat.” Adam curled his finger, and Tommy obediently crawled forward until Adam stopped him. “Good, just like that.” Adam's hand stroked down Tommy's back and over his ass a few times until Tommy was pushing back against him Every time that Tommy moved even slightly, the bell jingled, making his cheeks flush deeper.
Tommy whimpered a little when Adam's hand moved away from his back, but he groaned as slick fingers pressed into his ass. Adam usually went slow, too slow and careful for Tommy's tastes, but not tonight. Adam's fingers slammed into him hard and fast, and his body moved up to drape over Tommy's. His breath was hot against Tommy's ear, and Tommy pressed his face against Adam's, hot flesh to hot flesh.
“You're so pretty in your collar, Tommy. I bet everyone can hear the bell. Do you think they'll know what it means?” Adam scraped his teeth over the shell of Tommy's ear, tongue darting out to lick between the metal rings. Tommy just groaned in response and pushed his ass back onto Adam's fingers, wanting more, deeper, harder. Adam fucked three fingers deep in Tommy's ass, twisting them until his knuckles pressed into the spot that made Tommy lose it, made his elbows buckle underneath him and made him cry out.
Tommy finally broke, a string of begging curses falling from his lips. “Please, Adam. Fuck, fuck me, please.” The bell on Tommy's collar was still jingling, the cheerful sound a sharp contrast to the lust-heavy air of the room. Adam pulled his fingers almost all the way out of Tommy's ass, keeping just the tips pressed to his hole like a promise.
He pressed his lips right against Tommy's ear and whispered, his voice thick and filthy. “You've been such a good kitty, Tommy. So pretty. I bet you'll be even prettier when I'm fucking you. Is that what you want, kitty cat?”
“Yes, fuck, yes. Please, Adam.” Tommy nodded his head furiously, the bell tinkling. Adam turned Tommy's face towards him and kissed him messily, pulling back when they were both panting.
“Hang on, baby.” Adam pulled his fingers from Tommy's ass, rubbing his hand over Tommy's back one more time before climbing off the bed. Tommy pressed his cheek to the cool pillow and watched as Adam stripped off his clothes and tore open the condom. Before Tommy had time to think, Adam was back, his body pressed all along Tommy's back, his cock sliding against Tommy's ass.
Tommy arched his back and groaned as Adam pushed into him, lifting himself back up onto his hands and knees so he could push back. He knew they were being too loud, moans and slapping skin and the jingling of the damn bell around his throat filling the room, but he didn't care. He pushed back hard against Adam, encouraging Adam to fuck him deeper and faster.
Adam's hips started moving erratically, and Tommy knew he was close. He reached to wrap a hand around his cock, but Adam batted it away, replacing it with his own. Adam's hand was big and hot and perfect, stroking him fast, thumb swiping over the head on every stroke, smearing the pearly pre-come collecting there.
“You're my pretty kitty, aren't you Tommy? Aren't you?” Adam's voice was soft, but it filled Tommy's head and pushed him over the edge. His cock twitched in Adam's hand and his come flooded over onto the bed.
He stammered and tried to answer, his voice coming out broken and reedy. “Yeah, yes. I am...fuck, I'm your pretty kitty.”
Adam let out a strangled cry and fucked his cock as deep into Tommy's body as it would go, collapsing over Tommy's back as his orgasm rushed over him. Tommy let his arms give out underneath him, and together they crumpled to the bed, panting and sweaty.
Later, after they caught their breaths and cleaned up, Tommy lay curled against Adam's chest listening to his breathing slow as Adam's fingers stroked through Tommy's damp hair. “I hope you liked your surprise.” Adam spoke carefully, like he was still afraid Tommy was going to tell him he was nuts.
“Yeah, you could say that.” Tommy lifted his head to jingle the bell he still wore, grinning when he saw the bright smile spread across Adam's face. “Seriously though, if you tell anyone, I will kill you.”
The smile on Adam's face shifted into a crooked smirk, and he rubbed his hand over his face. “About that. I sent Neil to the store for the ... stuff. I didn't tell him what it was for though?”
Tommy groaned loudly and buried his face in Adam's chest. “He's gonna hate me forever.”
“Probably, but I think I love you enough for at least two people.” Adam tipped Tommy's face up and kissed him softly until the grimace on his face turned into a smile.
“Yeah, yeah, I love you too. I wouldn't wear a kitty collar for just anyone.” Tommy shook his head to jingle the bell one more time before reaching his hands behind him to try and unbuckle it.
Adam pushed his hands out of the way and took the collar off, pausing to kiss the tip of Tommy's nose. “You better not, you're my kitty cat.”
Tommy rolled his eyes, but the grin on his face gave him away. He tucked himself into the warmth of Adam's body, already beginning to fall asleep. “Yeah, I'm your kitty cat.”