I'm Coming Closer..."
Paring: Adam/Tommy
Beware of Smut, and Kinkness. Song lyrics owned by Criss Angel.
You feel me coming. I'm gettin' closer. I want inside you. [I want to enter you]
My fingers are pressed against the metal, my body moving against the pole. A soft smirk on my lips. My eyes are heavy with black eye shadow; it’s smudged to give a smoldering look. My pale pink lips have a light gloss on them that glitters in the light. My hair has two small cat like ears in it, there black but they look like I was born with them by how there hidden in my hair. My upper frame has nothing on it; it’s bare with sweat from dancing, the nipple rings shining in the dim light of the bedroom. My hips have leather black shorts plastered to them, there that tight, a small kitty tail attached in black to them. Around my neck is a thin black leather collar, a leash dangles from the back of it hitting my skin.
I press my body against the pole feeling the steady beat, my feet bare, well except for the black nail polish. I move against it, mimicking moments I would reserve for him. I can hear the steady beat of Nine Inch Nails playing. My body moves against the pole with smooth movements. My dancing slow grinding against the pole, my fingers rubbing against the inside of my leg, my head tossed back a little looking similar to if I was moaning.
Then I felt the rough fingers touch the side of my neck as my fingers were moving down to touch myself. “Little fucker.” The voice is heavy against my ear, the air hot against my ear. “You just love playing with me.” He whispers against my skin, kissing the side of my neck and I press against the pole. One of my hands grips it as his tongue flicks out to taste my skin. He nips at the skin, his teeth pressing into my pale skin making small marks and I moan.
You feel me pushin'[pushin', pushin'] The push and pulling.You feel me stretching you [I want to enter you].
“Pretty little kitty.” He whispers his voice heavy; husky it makes me flush at the lust in it. He tilts my head back pulling me into a bruising heavy kiss. His fingers tangle in my hair and I grip the pole tightly, his pink tongue flicking at the bottom of my lip. I part my lips letting it slip by and it’s heavy, his teeth nipping at my lips, and sucking on them. I moan loudly into his mouth my fingers clinging to the pole. There’s a wet pop as he pulls away from me, a mischievous little smirk on his face.
I’m flushed and panting a little, my eyes heavy with lust as Adam beckons me towards the mirrors, it’s similar to the ones you see in the dressing room, Adam pulls me by the chain on the leash into a searing kiss and I fall back against the mirror with a thump. The collar chokes me a little bit, but I find heat instead of the panic. It feels good, and I moan a little at it, feeling the heat coil more. Adam presses me against the mirror and I moan when one of his fingers threads though my nipple rings tugging a little at them and the collar.
I will caress you. I will obsess you. I will possess you. [I will enter you]
The cutoff of air causes me to squirm a little, but I can smell heavy arousal in the air. His mouth moves down to my pale nips and using his free hand he flicks the nipple cause me to jerk my body against the mirror and cry out loudly at the feeling. A smirk tugs on his lips. “Kinky bitch.” He says to me, and I arch against him as his tongue flicks against the nipple and make me moan louder. His teeth catch on it and I can feel my dick throbbing against the leather tight shorts.
“Ahh. Fuck. Adam.” I moan my breathing heavy, and I let out a cry as he tugs on the rings. His lips curve into a smirk, and I whimper as he sucks the heat so delicious. “Adam” I moan softly, tugging on his black locks. My face is pressed against the cool surface of the mirror, my breathing heavy, as I arch against him, my reflection in the mirror, so wanton. His teeth move from my aching nipples to go to suck on the skin of my collarbone, he bites down and my body presses against his body. Heat racing though us.
I will caress you. I will obsess you .I will possess you [I will enter you]
Desire is heavy. He pulls on the chain connected to the collar pulling me into a heated kiss. I can taste his essence, his flavor. His fingers pull on my hair, and I let out a breathy moan. Oh god that feels-Another jerk to my hair nearly brings me to my knees. I can feel the coil of heat in my stomach, the heavy heat building, my face flushed. “Adam.” I whimper softly into his mouth, the kiss heavy. His tongue is mingling with mine as he fucks my mouth and I can feel his teeth nipping and sucking on my lower lip.
His hands are tight in my hair and fuck it feels amazing. It feels right. So right. I can taste him on my tongue, and I moan into the kiss, his hands giving another sharp pull to my blonde locks. His lips pull away leaving a trail of saliva on my lips, it trails down my pale pink lips, onto my neck. He pulls me by the hair back exposing my neck and I let out another wanton moan. I can feel his lips settle on my neck, his tongue flicking against my skin. Adam nips at the skin causing me to let a whimper come from my lips as his teeth bite down and he begins to suck on my pale skin that causes me to jerk up against him moaning loudly, my eyes complete lust looking back at him in the mirror.
Won't you let me inside of you
I can feel the chain of the collar against my skin, it feels good the cool metal against heated skin. Adam sucks harder on the skin, and it makes my cheeks flush red. My shorts tight. “Adam.” I whimper the heat heavy. God. It feels so good. His hand slips over my leg rubbing against my erection and fuck- I can’t even breathe right. It feels so good. I’m arching boneless underneath him, moaning like a bitch in heat, he pulls away from my neck while pulling my neck back with the chain while rubbing.
I can’t figure anything out. The lack of air feels so good. It makes me feel more pleasure. Desire. It makes my breathing heavy but I love it. “Adam, fuck.” My breathing is rugged cut off from the lack of air, and I’m withering in Adam’s touch. It’s turning me into a whore. A begging whore. A slut. His finger’s press harder to my erection and I let out a breathy moan. I can feel the leather sticking to my skin like a second skin.
“Please.” I whimper, like the dirty slut I am. Adam’s finger’s slowly pick off the leather shorts in a slow rate. As soon as there off I can feel his fingers against my cock, and throw my head back in a loud moan pressing my sweaty body against him. “Ahh!” I can feel the heat; I can feel myself slipping over the edge. White dances in my vision and I let a loud cry leave my lips. My body feels heavy; I can feel the liquid slipping down my stomach.
“Dirty bitch.” Adam whispers against my skin nipping at the cartilage. My minds an incoherent mess and my body is over sensitive and it arches against him against the feeling of teeth against skin. Adam’s eyes stare at my reflection in the mirror. Tussled hair with cat ears, skin soaked with sweat and sex, my eyes in a lusty haze, my body arched against his, my dried cum on my stomach. “You’ve been a bad kitty cat. Coming without my permission.” Adam whispers against my ear and I can’t help it I moan.
He tightens the collar around my neck again and fuck. I think I’m addicted to breathe play. It makes my head spin but it feels so good. It makes my body feel so alive. It’s pleasure, the thrill of not being able to breathe that I’m getting off from. God it feels- Adam’s lips go over mine again, his grip tight on the chain connected to the collar choking me almost, his mouth stealing my air. The kiss is rough, dirty and filthy. Our hands are tangled in each other’s hair, well Adam’s single hand the other attached to the chain and I let out another cry. My hands are bracing the mirror for some type of support, one hand on the mirror the other in Adam’s hair. Adam pulls away with a wet pop, his lips are red from my sucking on them, and he loosens the collar letting me catch my breath, I’m panting heavy.
“Put your hands against the mirror Tommy.” He whispers against my flesh, and I can feel myself get hard, the heat rushing though my veins. I place my hands on the glass on the mirror, the chain of the collar hitting my skin as a reminder of his control. His fingers drift down my skin leaving a burning trail in their wake, and I feel the desire seep though my blood. There are no words from my mouth, only incoherent moaning.
I can feel his fingers against my hole for the briefest of seconds and I’m ready to say fuck it. Fuck it because I feel like I’m going to come again against the mirror and he hasn’t even touched my hole and it’s not like it’s like our first time fucking. “Fuck me.” I hiss at him my fingers tapping the glass. “Just fuck me.” I whimper needy as fuck and I really just want it because I can feel myself slipping over the edge again.
He puts a finger or at least tries to but never gets to because my body seizes up around his finger, my cum spattering against the glass of the mirror and some gets on my lip. He pulls his finger away before speaking. “You dirty little fucker.” He hisses at me, and grabs me by the hips pushing his erection in raw. I feel so dirty, I can feel cum dripping off my face and I let out a wail as he pushes himself all the way in, pressing me against the mirror.
Adam’s thrusts are hard, and his moans a low but wanton, and I find myself moaning loudly, one of his hands tugs on the collar chain as he fucks me, and god. It feels like I’m suffocating, but it feels so good, I can feel so much pleasure. It’s overwhelming. The skin on skin contact makes me harder, sweat clinging to both of us. “Adam nrgh.” My voice goes into a higher cry of moaning.
My head is thrown back in a moan as I cry out as he pounds into me. Marking me making me his. His dirty little slave and he knows it. I love it. Adam knows I love the way he’s rough with me. The names he calls me, the way he manhandles me. It sends me over the edge. It makes me scream. I want to scream. I let another wail of bliss leave my lips crying out loudly. “Fuck, Tommy.” Adam hisses at me, and then he hits that angle combined with everything that makes me cry out in total pleasure the heat consuming me completely whole.
I can’t breathe right. Everything feels so raw. So good. White blinds my vision and Adam is still fucking on me. Pulling on the chain, the collar digging into my neck, but fuck it feels right. I let out another loud cry, and he pulls me back into a kiss by my hair and it undoes me. It undoes me, it makes me see white and slump against the mirror panting and Adam’s still pounding into my over sensitized body.
I can hear him moan, and pant as he comes into me his body shaking, and it feels so raw. The sweat clinging onto my body, I’m completely exhausted, but then I feel it. The heat against my ass crack and I let out another moan. Oh fuck. “Fuck..” I whimper as I can feel Adam’s wet tongue in my hole. It’s wet, sticky and it feels so good. My body doesn’t want to move. My fingers are sliding down the mirror helplessly at the feelings trying to keep myself together but I’m failing at the wet heat on my skin. The wet heat. I see white again, and fall to my knees on the ground breathing heavily. I can’t even think right and Adam’s standing beside me, a grin on his face.
I’m a slutty dirty mess. I can’t even get of my knees, but I hear a click and the collar comes off. “Come on Tommy. Let’s get some sleep.” Adam says to me, kissing my forehead softly. Its pleasant warmth and I smile, as he picks my body off from the floor and places me on the bed beside me, and I lay my head against his chest and fall into an effortless slumber. “Love you baby.” Then all is lost to the light breathing of Adam and darkness.