Waking Up In Vegas (1/1)
Title: Waking Up In Vegas
Author: wakingnitemarex
Pairing: Adassidy
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not real! Don't own the boys, or Katy's song.
Summary: Takes place in Vegas at the debut show for Cassidy’s band. I believe it was October 2nd? Adam shows up to support the band’s debut, sexytimes are had. Faint undertones of angst, but with a hopeful ending.
Prompt: Adam and Cassidy Haley, the hotter the better...leather fingerless gloves are a must! desperate fast furious fucking followed by slow sweet lovemaking...or just have fun with it!!! :D
Author’s Notes: Hope I did okay with it! I wasn’t sure how to emphasis the gloves, so I hope I dealt with them okay. :D I had trouble with the morning after scene but I hope it works alright, I dunno what happened with my brain. I love this ship, ps. On a side note, Drake and Adam aren’t together in this, just fyi. Title and cut lyrics (c) Katy Perry.
Cassidy jumps up from his seat at the bar when he sees Adam approaching. “I’m so fucking glad you came, Adam,” he whispers, wrapping an arm around him leaning up to press a kiss to the younger man’s jaw. “It’s gonna be so great to have a familiar face in the crowd.”
Adam just smiles down at him, returning the embrace. “How could I not, Cass? This is your band’s debut; I have to be here to see it.” He pulls out of the embrace, but keeps an arm around Cassidy’s shoulders, smirking a little at how the older man is positively beaming with pride and excitement. “You’re gonna be amazing tonight, but I don’t think I need to tell you that.”
“Shut up, man,” Cassidy blushes faintly, playfully shoving Adam away. He takes a moment to introduce Adam to the few band members he hasn’t met before and then orders them each a drink. He grins, handing one to Adam, “You’re gonna enjoy your night off, okay Rockstar?” He watches as Adam downs half of the glass’ contents in one swallow and knows the command was needless.
“Wouldn’t have it any other way.” Adam smirks and sits down on one of the bar stools, pulling Cassidy into his lap. “Mm, when do you go on?”, he whispers against his ear before lightly nuzzling his neck and trailing his fingertips along his thigh. He smirks to himself when he feels the other man shiver.
“’Bout half an hour,” he answers, downing the majority of his drink to calm his nerves - nerves that are more about Adam than about performing. He hasn’t seen him much lately, and his restraint has gotten a bit rusty - they’d learned long ago that the longer they go without seeing each other, the harder it is to behave when they finally meet up. He knows he has to wait until after the show, at least until then, but he’s not sure he wants to.
Adam nips gently at Cassidy’s neck before quietly saying, “That’s plenty of time...” He finishes his drink, setting the glass aside, and flashes a bright smile at Cassidy’s friends as he nudges him off of his lap, “Promise I’ll return him a few minutes before he has to be on stage.” He winks and takes the older man’s hand, leading him away from the others.
Cassidy steals a kiss once they’re lost in the crowd before leading Adam towards the ‘dressing room’ the venue had provided for himself and the band. They’ve barely entered the room when Adam slams the door shut behind them and presses Cassidy up against it, nipping and sucking desperately at his neck as he feels Cassidy’s hands slipping up under his shirt.
Cassidy kisses him hard on the mouth, whimpering “fuck, I missed you” as his hands move out from under Adam’s shirt, one of them finding a new home in the younger man’s hair as he sinks to his knees and undoes the zipper of Cassidy’s jeans. He lets his head fall back against the door, moaning softly as Adam takes his entire length into his mouth, and gently strokes his hand through Adam’s hair. His hips buck forward slightly and Adam grips them roughly, black-tipped nails biting lightly into his skin through his thin shirt, and presses him back against the door.
Adam hums softly around Cassidy’s cock, taking him as deep as he’ll go, and looks up at him while he sucks him off. He loves watching the way the pleasure is shown on Cassidy’s features, loves the moment when their eyes meet. Cassidy has the most expressive eyes he’s ever seen, and Adam’s told him more than once that he could probably get off just from looking into them. When Cassidy’s eyes shut a moment after their gazes meet and he lets out a low moan as he comes down Adam’s throat, the younger man wonders if that sentiment goes both ways.
He swallows all of Cassidy release before pulling back, gently licking at the tip of his cock before wiping his mouth on the back of his hand and standing back up. He’s pulled in for a desperate, messy kiss and he wishes time would fast-forward to after the show because all he can think about doing is throwing Cassidy down and fucking him senseless. Regretfully, that would have to wait.
Knowing the other man would likely be changing into something else to wear on stage, he saw no harm in pulling Cassidy shirt off and dragging his now naked friend over to the small sofa on the other side of the room. He kissed him roughly before letting Cassidy curl in towards him, nuzzling his neck and pressing gentle kisses. He runs his hand down Cassidy’s chest, smiling as the younger man shivers at the feel of skin and leather against his skin.
“You’ll stay with me tonight, right?”, he asks softly, his eyelids fluttering as Adam kisses his chest, “At the hotel?”
Adam nods, kissing him softly. “Mm, of course I will. My flight’s not ‘til tomorrow afternoon.” Cassidy looks both happy and relieved and Adam sighs softly, “I’m not here to fuck you and leave you, Cass.”
He sighs quietly and kisses Adam’s cheek, “I know.” He cuddles into Adam’s chest and tilts his face to look up at him, “I just wanted to make sure.” He blushes as Adam presses a tender, slow kiss to his lips and closes his eyes, kissing him back. They separate after a while and Cassidy checks his watch reluctantly, pouting when he sees the time. “I need to get ready to go on.”
Adam kisses him again before starting to pull away, “Cheer up, Cass. You’re gonna go give one Hell of a show, and it’s not like I’m going anywhere.”
The older man gives him a small smile, “I know, I know.” He gets up and locates his duffle bag across the room where he’d left it and digs out his clothes for the show, changing into them while Adam watches. He has his back to Adam, so he jumps a bit from surprise when he feels arms wrapping around his waist as he finishes dressing but he easily relaxes into the hold. “Thank you for being here,” he whispers, doing his best to continue keeping his pre-show jitters at bay.
“You know I wouldn’t miss this for the world.” He gently turns Cassidy around, kissing him sweetly, “Now go pep-talk your band and kill it on stage, okay?” Cassidy nods and kisses him one more time before pulling back, smirking when Adam swats his ass before letting him walk away.
-x-
As badly as Adam just wants to take Cassidy back to the hotel and spend the rest of the night in bed with him, he still enjoys the show - it’s hard not to. He’s bursting with pride by the time the set finally ends and the guys rejoin the crowd on the floor. Adam hangs back by the bar, waiting patiently as Cassidy talks to some of his fans who’d come out to the show and he can’t help but be glad that they’ve turned their attention away from him for a while. Cassidy eventually manages to escape and makes his way over to Adam.
The younger man grins, teasing him, “Now you know how I feel.” He pulls his friend into a tight embrace and kisses his neck lightly. “I’m so fucking proud of you, Cass. You were amazing up there. You deserve everything that’s going right for you right now, you better know that.”
Cassidy lets himself melt against Adam for a minute, closing his eyes and losing himself in Adam’s voice. “Yeah, I know. It’s just.. so insane. Overwhelming, I guess.” He opens his eyes a crack and looks up at Adam, “What’did you think of the band? It adds to the show, right? We work well? It’s not.. I dunno, too much?”
Adam laughs softly as Cassidy fires off questions laced with insecurity and gently smoothes his hair away from his forehead. “It was perfect, Cass. Everything was perfect. Okay?”
Cassidy quiets and smiles brightly up at Adam, “Thanks.”
They stay for a few drinks and dances before Cassidy lets Blaise know that he’s leaving. Blaise just smiles knowingly at him and tells him to have a good night before kissing his forehead and returning to the dance floor.
The cab ride back to the hotel doesn’t take long, but knowing they can’t be all over each other until they get there makes it feel like forever. Adam thanks the driver and pays him before he laces his fingers with Cassidy’s and half-drags him inside. They last until the elevator before their mouths crash against each other, tongues tangling as they engage in the familiar power struggle. Admittedly, Cassidy typically submits for Adam but his dominating nature still shines through at times, like now, when he’s practically dragging the younger man down the hall, determined not to break the contact they’ve made as he pins him to the door, kissing him hard as he digs out his key-card. After some distraction, he finally manages to get the door to open and shoves Adam inside, stumbling with him towards the bed after shutting and re-locking the door.
It’s right around then that Adam overpowers him, regaining control as he pins Cassidy beneath him, biting down on his neck as he starts stripping off their clothes. He kisses him again once they’re both naked before running his thumb over Cassidy’s bottom lip, the older man turning his face slightly to kiss Adam’s leather-clad palm, pleased to find that the material isn’t so old and worn that it’s lost its taste. Adam moves his hand to Cassidy’s neck, lifting his head slightly as he claims his mouth in another desperate kiss. He runs his other hand down Cassidy’s chest, making him shiver in anticipation as his hand continues down to his inner thigh while his mouth moves down his neck.
Cassidy whimpers desperately, his hands moving to Adam’s hips, pulling him down against him. “I need you.”
Adam smirks against his lips and shifts slightly to whisper against his ear, “Beg me.”
“Adam,” he pleads, his voice thick with lust and desperation, “Fuck me.. God, Adam, just fuck me. Please.”
The younger man purrs, licking and nipping at Cassidy’s neck before sitting up a bit. “Do I need protection?”
He shakes his head frantically, rambling off something about his recent tests coming back clean and Adam kisses him chastely, clearly pleased with the response. “Good.” He doesn’t feel like waiting while Cassidy digs the bottle of lube out of his bag, so he doesn’t - he knows Cassidy won’t mind, they’ve both got a bit of a pain complex anyway. He moves his fingers back to the smaller man’s lips and Cassidy obediently takes them into his mouth, sucking at them not much differently than he would Adam’s cock, moistening them until he’s sure that Adam won’t last much longer if he keeps going.
He smirks slightly around Adam’s fingers when he sees him reach down to start stroking himself, whimpering something about Cassidy’s mouth before finally removing them, relocating them at the smaller man’s entrance and immediately slipping one inside. Cassidy gasps softly, pushing back against him, his body begging for more despite the pain; a request Adam is more than willing to fill. He slips in a second finger, kissing Cassidy roughly as he scissors them, stretching him out.
Cassidy moans into Adam’s mouth as the pain subsides and he does everything in his power to refrain from fucking himself on the younger man’s fingers. He pulls back from the kiss, softly begging Adam to fuck him as he moves his hand to Adam’s cock, smearing his pre-cum over the head with his thumb. Adam groans, bucking into his hand and withdrawing his fingers before guiding himself to Cassidy’s entrance, slowly starting to push into him. He’s not surprised when the smaller man’s legs wrap around him, pulling him closer while forcing him to enter more quickly.
He moans as Cassidy surrounds him and kisses him hard, halting his movements for a brief moment until he’s sure that Cassidy’s comfortable. He pulls out almost entirely, slamming back in hard, easily setting a quick pace as he brings his mouth back to the other man’s neck, biting hard enough to leave a mark before gently caressing the spot with his tongue. Cassidy tangles a hand into Adam’s hair, his head tilting back as he moans, allowing Adam’s mouth greater access.
Adam shifts and continues fucking Cassidy roughly, now hitting his prostate with each stroke, making him writhe with pleasure, incoherently whimpering and begging Adam for more. Their lips meet again in a kiss that’s all teeth and passion, and Adam finally moves his hand to Cassidy’s hardened cock, roughly jacking him off as he feels his own climax approaching. Cassidy bucks up into Adam’s hand, the leather of his glove causing extra friction against the sensitive flesh. It’s not long before he comes hard into Adam’s hand, his release spilling messily over his leather-clad palm before leaking out onto their stomachs.
Adam’s groans, slamming hard into him one last time before his own release hits and he comes heavily inside of him, shutting his eyes for a moment and burying his face against Cassidy’s neck as he rides out his orgasm. He kisses Cassidy hard, opening his eyes again to meet the older man’s pleasure-misted gaze as he starts to slow his movements. He kisses him more tenderly before pulling out and collapsing next to him, pulling the smaller man in towards him. He kisses him lazily and sighs contently as Cassidy breaks the kiss and lays his head on his chest. He presses a kiss to Cassidy’s temple before gently pulling away and getting up, heading to the bathroom to clean himself off before returning, setting his cleaned gloves down on the side-table before gently wiping the cum from Cassidy’s stomach. He sets the cloth aside and lays back down, pulling Cassidy on top of him and kissing him softly as he pulls the covers up over them.
Cassidy kisses Adam’s chest, closing his eyes as he relaxes against him. “I love you,” he whispers softly as his fingers trace over the younger man’s chest. He smiles, perfectly content as Adam presses a kiss to his forehead, “Night, Adam.” He shivers as Adam runs his fingers over the small of his back.
“G’night, Cass,” he responds, watching him drift off before shutting his own eyes and pressing a kiss to the older man’s temple. “Love you, too.” The wait is a wasted effort, but he has no idea that his assumption is wrong. He doesn’t realise Cassidy is still awake enough to hear him.
-x-
Adam wakes first, his body clock still accustom to the early morning wake up calls of the past year. He stays in bed, not wanting to risk waking Cassidy, and passes the time just watching him and wondering how someone can possibly be so perfect. He smiles when Cassidy starts to stir, whining at the daylight and curling in towards Adam’s chest. Adam chuckles and gently tilts his face up so that he can kiss him lightly. “Morning, beautiful.”
Cassidy smiles sleepily, “Morning.” He kisses him lightly before quietly asking what time it is. He’s relieved when Adam’s way of answering is to reassure him that they’ve got about four hours until he needs to leave for the airport.
Adam kisses him again as he wraps an arm around Cassidy’s waist, slowly shifting their positions so that the smaller man is underneath him. Cassidy’s arms wrap around Adam’s shoulders as he clings to him, not wanting to break the kiss just yet. He gently pushes Cassidy down, though, breaking the kiss and pulling back a bit, running a hand over his chest before kissing him again lightly, gently tugging at Cassidy’s bottom lip with his teeth. He runs his fingertips lightly over the marks on Cassidy’s neck and the older man shivers under his touch; his own hands moving down Adam’s chest to his hips, gripping them lightly.
Cassidy looks up at him through eyes that are clouded with love and lust and Adam kisses him again as he moves one of his hands to the smaller man’s ass, teasing his entrance with one of his fingers for a moment before slipping it inside, adding a second not long after. Cassidy moans softly, his hips bucking up as his eyelids flutter. He whimpers Adam’s name pleadingly after a long moment and the younger man knows it means he’s ready for more.
He goes slowly as he starts to push inside, leaning in to kiss him tenderly as he enters. Last night had been amazing - perfect, quick, just a little rough, and entirely them - but he wants this time to last, wants to bring Cassidy to the highest high that he possibly can. He moans into Cassidy’s mouth as he finishes slipping into him and starts to trail light kisses along his neck as he starts to pull back out, setting a slow, gentle rhythm as he strokes back into him, angling himself to hit Cassidy in just the right spot.
Adam supports himself with one hand, palm down on the mattress, as the other hand roams over Cassidy’s body - chest, sides, thighs, stomach - anywhere he has access. He groans and claims Cassidy’s mouth in another kiss as the older man’s hand moves along his back, his nails lightly raking across his skin before he tangles his hand into Adam’s hair. Adam can feel Cassidy’s erection pressing hard against him but he ignores it for now, deepening the kiss instead.
He keeps his thrusts gentle - slow and deep - and lets his eyes flutter shut as Cassidy’s mouth starts to work at his neck, gently sucking, kissing and biting. Adam fights off his release for as long as he can, wanting to make the most of their time together, but he finally gives in when Cassidy whimpers his name, his hand reaching down to start jacking himself off. Adam swats his hand away, replacing it with his own on the other man’s cock and Cassidy’s hips buck up at the touch as he cries out softly, his eyes slipping shut as he comes heavily after only a few seconds. His muscles clench around Adam’s erection, dragging the younger man to his own climax. He comes hard, slowly riding out his orgasm before carefully pulling out and lying down next to Cassidy, panting slightly.
Cassidy curls into him for a while, just lying with him as if they had all the time in the world. It’s not long before he succumbs to sleep again, tired out from Adam and from his performance the previous night. He stretches out as he wakes back up, immediately aware that he’s alone in the bed, and panics slightly - Adam would’ve woken him to say he was leaving, right? He calms slightly when he registers the sound of running water and gets up, going to join Adam in the shower. In hindsight, not washing off his stage make-up had been a really bad plan, but that hadn’t exactly been at the top of his priority list at the time.
Adam doesn’t even flinch when Cassidy draws back the shower curtain, and Cassidy just figures living with nine other people for so long would affect your composure towards being caught off-guard. Adam finishes washing the shampoo from his hair before he smiles and pulls the smaller man closer. “Looking for round three?”, he teases, grinning when Cassidy gently smacks him on the chest and gives him a half-hearted glare. “I’m kidding, Cass. I think I’ve worn you out enough for this visit.”
“You are way too assumptious, Lambert.” He smirks and kisses him once, “Now help me clean up, yeah? I feel disgusting.”
Adam laughs softly and reaches for the wash cloth, pouring a generous amount of body wash onto it. “Yeah, waking up covered in stage make-up will usually do that to you,” he comments as he starts washing him down. He hums softly to himself, smiling sheepishly when the older man asks him what song it is. “Just something I recorded for a soundtrack.”
“Time for Miracles?”
“Yeah.” The younger man nods, gently guiding Cassidy further under the water to start washing away the soap, “It’s really cheesy, but I like it. I think you will, too. We’re releasing it within the next few weeks.”
“You know I’ll love it no matter what,” he answers, smiling a little, “I’m sure it’s every bit as epic as you are.” He smiles wider when he notices the pride in Adam’s eyes, “You know how fucking proud of you I am, right?”
Adam nods, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he smiles, “Yeah. I know.”
By the time they finish up in the shower, Adam basically has to dress and leave if he wants to be on time for his flight and he smiles apologetically at Cassidy before kissing him goodbye, “I’ll see you soon, okay? I’m gonna be having a listening party for my album later this month, so you better be there.”
Cassidy pecks him on the cheek before pulling back, “Like I’d miss that! Fuck yeah, I’ll be there.” He opens the door for him and playfully shoves him out, “Now go be a rock star.”
The younger man gives him a mock solute and replies with “Yes sir!” before kissing him one last time. The kiss is gentle and tender, and he nearly loses himself in it but Cassidy pulls back, a regretful tone in his voice when he reminds Adam that he needs to get going.
Cassidy watches Adam when he first starts walking away before sighing softly to himself and retreating back into the hotel room. For Cassidy, watching Adam walk away is definitely the hardest part of their non-relationship - not so much in the literal sense, though. He knows it’s not just about sex - it never has been. For either of them. They both know it, both understand that they have a deeper connection, but the time’s never been right - mainly for Adam. There’d be no point in denying that Cassidy has always been more than willing to put anyone aside for him, anyone who was friends with them knew it. No one’s standing in their way now - Adam’s not recovering from heartbreak this time around and neither of them is seeing someone else. Adam’s almost at the elevator when that finally registers in his mind and he pauses, his brain rapidly processing everything before he turns around, returning to Cassidy’s hotel room.
He tries the handle, relieved to find that Cassidy hadn’t locked the door yet and he slips into the room, shutting the door behind. He takes a moment to watch Cassidy - eyes closed, forehead resting on knees that are drawn in towards his chest - before the sound of the door closing alerts him and he looks up, surprise flashing in his eyes before he composes himself, raising a eyebrow curiously at Adam.
“Forget something?”
“Guess you could say that,” he replies, a smirk playing at his lips as he walks over to the bed and sits down in front of Cassidy, gently cupping the smaller man’s face in his hand. He studies the thoroughly confused look in the Cassidy’s eyes before letting out a soft laugh, quietly stating, “I’m an idiot,” before kissing him tenderly. Cassidy returns the kiss willingly but when Adam pulls back, he just looks more confused than ever, trying to figure out what Adam’s comment means.
Adam pecks him on the lips again and then looks him in the eyes. “We need to talk once we’re both back in LA. I’ve got the night off on Thursday.” Cassidy starts to ask what he’s going on about, but Adam quiets him with another kiss. “I love you,” he whispers against Cassidy’s ear, “That’s the only answer you need until then.” He pulls back just in time to catch the look in Cassidy’s eyes that tells him those words are exactly what the older man has being wanting to hear him openly admit for so long.
He hates to leave it at that, knowing he’s leaving Cassidy unfairly confused but he really does have a flight to catch. He kisses the smaller man’s neck lightly before standing up and walking back to the door. “We’ll talk soon, okay? I promise.” He flashes that endearingly honest smile that he saves for the people closest to him before slipping back out into the hall, leaving Cassidy alone with his unspoken and unanswered questions.
Author: wakingnitemarex
Pairing: Adassidy
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Not real! Don't own the boys, or Katy's song.
Summary: Takes place in Vegas at the debut show for Cassidy’s band. I believe it was October 2nd? Adam shows up to support the band’s debut, sexytimes are had. Faint undertones of angst, but with a hopeful ending.
Prompt: Adam and Cassidy Haley, the hotter the better...leather fingerless gloves are a must! desperate fast furious fucking followed by slow sweet lovemaking...or just have fun with it!!! :D
Author’s Notes: Hope I did okay with it! I wasn’t sure how to emphasis the gloves, so I hope I dealt with them okay. :D I had trouble with the morning after scene but I hope it works alright, I dunno what happened with my brain. I love this ship, ps. On a side note, Drake and Adam aren’t together in this, just fyi. Title and cut lyrics (c) Katy Perry.
Cassidy jumps up from his seat at the bar when he sees Adam approaching. “I’m so fucking glad you came, Adam,” he whispers, wrapping an arm around him leaning up to press a kiss to the younger man’s jaw. “It’s gonna be so great to have a familiar face in the crowd.”
Adam just smiles down at him, returning the embrace. “How could I not, Cass? This is your band’s debut; I have to be here to see it.” He pulls out of the embrace, but keeps an arm around Cassidy’s shoulders, smirking a little at how the older man is positively beaming with pride and excitement. “You’re gonna be amazing tonight, but I don’t think I need to tell you that.”
“Shut up, man,” Cassidy blushes faintly, playfully shoving Adam away. He takes a moment to introduce Adam to the few band members he hasn’t met before and then orders them each a drink. He grins, handing one to Adam, “You’re gonna enjoy your night off, okay Rockstar?” He watches as Adam downs half of the glass’ contents in one swallow and knows the command was needless.
“Wouldn’t have it any other way.” Adam smirks and sits down on one of the bar stools, pulling Cassidy into his lap. “Mm, when do you go on?”, he whispers against his ear before lightly nuzzling his neck and trailing his fingertips along his thigh. He smirks to himself when he feels the other man shiver.
“’Bout half an hour,” he answers, downing the majority of his drink to calm his nerves - nerves that are more about Adam than about performing. He hasn’t seen him much lately, and his restraint has gotten a bit rusty - they’d learned long ago that the longer they go without seeing each other, the harder it is to behave when they finally meet up. He knows he has to wait until after the show, at least until then, but he’s not sure he wants to.
Adam nips gently at Cassidy’s neck before quietly saying, “That’s plenty of time...” He finishes his drink, setting the glass aside, and flashes a bright smile at Cassidy’s friends as he nudges him off of his lap, “Promise I’ll return him a few minutes before he has to be on stage.” He winks and takes the older man’s hand, leading him away from the others.
Cassidy steals a kiss once they’re lost in the crowd before leading Adam towards the ‘dressing room’ the venue had provided for himself and the band. They’ve barely entered the room when Adam slams the door shut behind them and presses Cassidy up against it, nipping and sucking desperately at his neck as he feels Cassidy’s hands slipping up under his shirt.
Cassidy kisses him hard on the mouth, whimpering “fuck, I missed you” as his hands move out from under Adam’s shirt, one of them finding a new home in the younger man’s hair as he sinks to his knees and undoes the zipper of Cassidy’s jeans. He lets his head fall back against the door, moaning softly as Adam takes his entire length into his mouth, and gently strokes his hand through Adam’s hair. His hips buck forward slightly and Adam grips them roughly, black-tipped nails biting lightly into his skin through his thin shirt, and presses him back against the door.
Adam hums softly around Cassidy’s cock, taking him as deep as he’ll go, and looks up at him while he sucks him off. He loves watching the way the pleasure is shown on Cassidy’s features, loves the moment when their eyes meet. Cassidy has the most expressive eyes he’s ever seen, and Adam’s told him more than once that he could probably get off just from looking into them. When Cassidy’s eyes shut a moment after their gazes meet and he lets out a low moan as he comes down Adam’s throat, the younger man wonders if that sentiment goes both ways.
He swallows all of Cassidy release before pulling back, gently licking at the tip of his cock before wiping his mouth on the back of his hand and standing back up. He’s pulled in for a desperate, messy kiss and he wishes time would fast-forward to after the show because all he can think about doing is throwing Cassidy down and fucking him senseless. Regretfully, that would have to wait.
Knowing the other man would likely be changing into something else to wear on stage, he saw no harm in pulling Cassidy shirt off and dragging his now naked friend over to the small sofa on the other side of the room. He kissed him roughly before letting Cassidy curl in towards him, nuzzling his neck and pressing gentle kisses. He runs his hand down Cassidy’s chest, smiling as the younger man shivers at the feel of skin and leather against his skin.
“You’ll stay with me tonight, right?”, he asks softly, his eyelids fluttering as Adam kisses his chest, “At the hotel?”
Adam nods, kissing him softly. “Mm, of course I will. My flight’s not ‘til tomorrow afternoon.” Cassidy looks both happy and relieved and Adam sighs softly, “I’m not here to fuck you and leave you, Cass.”
He sighs quietly and kisses Adam’s cheek, “I know.” He cuddles into Adam’s chest and tilts his face to look up at him, “I just wanted to make sure.” He blushes as Adam presses a tender, slow kiss to his lips and closes his eyes, kissing him back. They separate after a while and Cassidy checks his watch reluctantly, pouting when he sees the time. “I need to get ready to go on.”
Adam kisses him again before starting to pull away, “Cheer up, Cass. You’re gonna go give one Hell of a show, and it’s not like I’m going anywhere.”
The older man gives him a small smile, “I know, I know.” He gets up and locates his duffle bag across the room where he’d left it and digs out his clothes for the show, changing into them while Adam watches. He has his back to Adam, so he jumps a bit from surprise when he feels arms wrapping around his waist as he finishes dressing but he easily relaxes into the hold. “Thank you for being here,” he whispers, doing his best to continue keeping his pre-show jitters at bay.
“You know I wouldn’t miss this for the world.” He gently turns Cassidy around, kissing him sweetly, “Now go pep-talk your band and kill it on stage, okay?” Cassidy nods and kisses him one more time before pulling back, smirking when Adam swats his ass before letting him walk away.
-x-
As badly as Adam just wants to take Cassidy back to the hotel and spend the rest of the night in bed with him, he still enjoys the show - it’s hard not to. He’s bursting with pride by the time the set finally ends and the guys rejoin the crowd on the floor. Adam hangs back by the bar, waiting patiently as Cassidy talks to some of his fans who’d come out to the show and he can’t help but be glad that they’ve turned their attention away from him for a while. Cassidy eventually manages to escape and makes his way over to Adam.
The younger man grins, teasing him, “Now you know how I feel.” He pulls his friend into a tight embrace and kisses his neck lightly. “I’m so fucking proud of you, Cass. You were amazing up there. You deserve everything that’s going right for you right now, you better know that.”
Cassidy lets himself melt against Adam for a minute, closing his eyes and losing himself in Adam’s voice. “Yeah, I know. It’s just.. so insane. Overwhelming, I guess.” He opens his eyes a crack and looks up at Adam, “What’did you think of the band? It adds to the show, right? We work well? It’s not.. I dunno, too much?”
Adam laughs softly as Cassidy fires off questions laced with insecurity and gently smoothes his hair away from his forehead. “It was perfect, Cass. Everything was perfect. Okay?”
Cassidy quiets and smiles brightly up at Adam, “Thanks.”
They stay for a few drinks and dances before Cassidy lets Blaise know that he’s leaving. Blaise just smiles knowingly at him and tells him to have a good night before kissing his forehead and returning to the dance floor.
The cab ride back to the hotel doesn’t take long, but knowing they can’t be all over each other until they get there makes it feel like forever. Adam thanks the driver and pays him before he laces his fingers with Cassidy’s and half-drags him inside. They last until the elevator before their mouths crash against each other, tongues tangling as they engage in the familiar power struggle. Admittedly, Cassidy typically submits for Adam but his dominating nature still shines through at times, like now, when he’s practically dragging the younger man down the hall, determined not to break the contact they’ve made as he pins him to the door, kissing him hard as he digs out his key-card. After some distraction, he finally manages to get the door to open and shoves Adam inside, stumbling with him towards the bed after shutting and re-locking the door.
It’s right around then that Adam overpowers him, regaining control as he pins Cassidy beneath him, biting down on his neck as he starts stripping off their clothes. He kisses him again once they’re both naked before running his thumb over Cassidy’s bottom lip, the older man turning his face slightly to kiss Adam’s leather-clad palm, pleased to find that the material isn’t so old and worn that it’s lost its taste. Adam moves his hand to Cassidy’s neck, lifting his head slightly as he claims his mouth in another desperate kiss. He runs his other hand down Cassidy’s chest, making him shiver in anticipation as his hand continues down to his inner thigh while his mouth moves down his neck.
Cassidy whimpers desperately, his hands moving to Adam’s hips, pulling him down against him. “I need you.”
Adam smirks against his lips and shifts slightly to whisper against his ear, “Beg me.”
“Adam,” he pleads, his voice thick with lust and desperation, “Fuck me.. God, Adam, just fuck me. Please.”
The younger man purrs, licking and nipping at Cassidy’s neck before sitting up a bit. “Do I need protection?”
He shakes his head frantically, rambling off something about his recent tests coming back clean and Adam kisses him chastely, clearly pleased with the response. “Good.” He doesn’t feel like waiting while Cassidy digs the bottle of lube out of his bag, so he doesn’t - he knows Cassidy won’t mind, they’ve both got a bit of a pain complex anyway. He moves his fingers back to the smaller man’s lips and Cassidy obediently takes them into his mouth, sucking at them not much differently than he would Adam’s cock, moistening them until he’s sure that Adam won’t last much longer if he keeps going.
He smirks slightly around Adam’s fingers when he sees him reach down to start stroking himself, whimpering something about Cassidy’s mouth before finally removing them, relocating them at the smaller man’s entrance and immediately slipping one inside. Cassidy gasps softly, pushing back against him, his body begging for more despite the pain; a request Adam is more than willing to fill. He slips in a second finger, kissing Cassidy roughly as he scissors them, stretching him out.
Cassidy moans into Adam’s mouth as the pain subsides and he does everything in his power to refrain from fucking himself on the younger man’s fingers. He pulls back from the kiss, softly begging Adam to fuck him as he moves his hand to Adam’s cock, smearing his pre-cum over the head with his thumb. Adam groans, bucking into his hand and withdrawing his fingers before guiding himself to Cassidy’s entrance, slowly starting to push into him. He’s not surprised when the smaller man’s legs wrap around him, pulling him closer while forcing him to enter more quickly.
He moans as Cassidy surrounds him and kisses him hard, halting his movements for a brief moment until he’s sure that Cassidy’s comfortable. He pulls out almost entirely, slamming back in hard, easily setting a quick pace as he brings his mouth back to the other man’s neck, biting hard enough to leave a mark before gently caressing the spot with his tongue. Cassidy tangles a hand into Adam’s hair, his head tilting back as he moans, allowing Adam’s mouth greater access.
Adam shifts and continues fucking Cassidy roughly, now hitting his prostate with each stroke, making him writhe with pleasure, incoherently whimpering and begging Adam for more. Their lips meet again in a kiss that’s all teeth and passion, and Adam finally moves his hand to Cassidy’s hardened cock, roughly jacking him off as he feels his own climax approaching. Cassidy bucks up into Adam’s hand, the leather of his glove causing extra friction against the sensitive flesh. It’s not long before he comes hard into Adam’s hand, his release spilling messily over his leather-clad palm before leaking out onto their stomachs.
Adam’s groans, slamming hard into him one last time before his own release hits and he comes heavily inside of him, shutting his eyes for a moment and burying his face against Cassidy’s neck as he rides out his orgasm. He kisses Cassidy hard, opening his eyes again to meet the older man’s pleasure-misted gaze as he starts to slow his movements. He kisses him more tenderly before pulling out and collapsing next to him, pulling the smaller man in towards him. He kisses him lazily and sighs contently as Cassidy breaks the kiss and lays his head on his chest. He presses a kiss to Cassidy’s temple before gently pulling away and getting up, heading to the bathroom to clean himself off before returning, setting his cleaned gloves down on the side-table before gently wiping the cum from Cassidy’s stomach. He sets the cloth aside and lays back down, pulling Cassidy on top of him and kissing him softly as he pulls the covers up over them.
Cassidy kisses Adam’s chest, closing his eyes as he relaxes against him. “I love you,” he whispers softly as his fingers trace over the younger man’s chest. He smiles, perfectly content as Adam presses a kiss to his forehead, “Night, Adam.” He shivers as Adam runs his fingers over the small of his back.
“G’night, Cass,” he responds, watching him drift off before shutting his own eyes and pressing a kiss to the older man’s temple. “Love you, too.” The wait is a wasted effort, but he has no idea that his assumption is wrong. He doesn’t realise Cassidy is still awake enough to hear him.
-x-
Adam wakes first, his body clock still accustom to the early morning wake up calls of the past year. He stays in bed, not wanting to risk waking Cassidy, and passes the time just watching him and wondering how someone can possibly be so perfect. He smiles when Cassidy starts to stir, whining at the daylight and curling in towards Adam’s chest. Adam chuckles and gently tilts his face up so that he can kiss him lightly. “Morning, beautiful.”
Cassidy smiles sleepily, “Morning.” He kisses him lightly before quietly asking what time it is. He’s relieved when Adam’s way of answering is to reassure him that they’ve got about four hours until he needs to leave for the airport.
Adam kisses him again as he wraps an arm around Cassidy’s waist, slowly shifting their positions so that the smaller man is underneath him. Cassidy’s arms wrap around Adam’s shoulders as he clings to him, not wanting to break the kiss just yet. He gently pushes Cassidy down, though, breaking the kiss and pulling back a bit, running a hand over his chest before kissing him again lightly, gently tugging at Cassidy’s bottom lip with his teeth. He runs his fingertips lightly over the marks on Cassidy’s neck and the older man shivers under his touch; his own hands moving down Adam’s chest to his hips, gripping them lightly.
Cassidy looks up at him through eyes that are clouded with love and lust and Adam kisses him again as he moves one of his hands to the smaller man’s ass, teasing his entrance with one of his fingers for a moment before slipping it inside, adding a second not long after. Cassidy moans softly, his hips bucking up as his eyelids flutter. He whimpers Adam’s name pleadingly after a long moment and the younger man knows it means he’s ready for more.
He goes slowly as he starts to push inside, leaning in to kiss him tenderly as he enters. Last night had been amazing - perfect, quick, just a little rough, and entirely them - but he wants this time to last, wants to bring Cassidy to the highest high that he possibly can. He moans into Cassidy’s mouth as he finishes slipping into him and starts to trail light kisses along his neck as he starts to pull back out, setting a slow, gentle rhythm as he strokes back into him, angling himself to hit Cassidy in just the right spot.
Adam supports himself with one hand, palm down on the mattress, as the other hand roams over Cassidy’s body - chest, sides, thighs, stomach - anywhere he has access. He groans and claims Cassidy’s mouth in another kiss as the older man’s hand moves along his back, his nails lightly raking across his skin before he tangles his hand into Adam’s hair. Adam can feel Cassidy’s erection pressing hard against him but he ignores it for now, deepening the kiss instead.
He keeps his thrusts gentle - slow and deep - and lets his eyes flutter shut as Cassidy’s mouth starts to work at his neck, gently sucking, kissing and biting. Adam fights off his release for as long as he can, wanting to make the most of their time together, but he finally gives in when Cassidy whimpers his name, his hand reaching down to start jacking himself off. Adam swats his hand away, replacing it with his own on the other man’s cock and Cassidy’s hips buck up at the touch as he cries out softly, his eyes slipping shut as he comes heavily after only a few seconds. His muscles clench around Adam’s erection, dragging the younger man to his own climax. He comes hard, slowly riding out his orgasm before carefully pulling out and lying down next to Cassidy, panting slightly.
Cassidy curls into him for a while, just lying with him as if they had all the time in the world. It’s not long before he succumbs to sleep again, tired out from Adam and from his performance the previous night. He stretches out as he wakes back up, immediately aware that he’s alone in the bed, and panics slightly - Adam would’ve woken him to say he was leaving, right? He calms slightly when he registers the sound of running water and gets up, going to join Adam in the shower. In hindsight, not washing off his stage make-up had been a really bad plan, but that hadn’t exactly been at the top of his priority list at the time.
Adam doesn’t even flinch when Cassidy draws back the shower curtain, and Cassidy just figures living with nine other people for so long would affect your composure towards being caught off-guard. Adam finishes washing the shampoo from his hair before he smiles and pulls the smaller man closer. “Looking for round three?”, he teases, grinning when Cassidy gently smacks him on the chest and gives him a half-hearted glare. “I’m kidding, Cass. I think I’ve worn you out enough for this visit.”
“You are way too assumptious, Lambert.” He smirks and kisses him once, “Now help me clean up, yeah? I feel disgusting.”
Adam laughs softly and reaches for the wash cloth, pouring a generous amount of body wash onto it. “Yeah, waking up covered in stage make-up will usually do that to you,” he comments as he starts washing him down. He hums softly to himself, smiling sheepishly when the older man asks him what song it is. “Just something I recorded for a soundtrack.”
“Time for Miracles?”
“Yeah.” The younger man nods, gently guiding Cassidy further under the water to start washing away the soap, “It’s really cheesy, but I like it. I think you will, too. We’re releasing it within the next few weeks.”
“You know I’ll love it no matter what,” he answers, smiling a little, “I’m sure it’s every bit as epic as you are.” He smiles wider when he notices the pride in Adam’s eyes, “You know how fucking proud of you I am, right?”
Adam nods, a light blush dusting his cheeks as he smiles, “Yeah. I know.”
By the time they finish up in the shower, Adam basically has to dress and leave if he wants to be on time for his flight and he smiles apologetically at Cassidy before kissing him goodbye, “I’ll see you soon, okay? I’m gonna be having a listening party for my album later this month, so you better be there.”
Cassidy pecks him on the cheek before pulling back, “Like I’d miss that! Fuck yeah, I’ll be there.” He opens the door for him and playfully shoves him out, “Now go be a rock star.”
The younger man gives him a mock solute and replies with “Yes sir!” before kissing him one last time. The kiss is gentle and tender, and he nearly loses himself in it but Cassidy pulls back, a regretful tone in his voice when he reminds Adam that he needs to get going.
Cassidy watches Adam when he first starts walking away before sighing softly to himself and retreating back into the hotel room. For Cassidy, watching Adam walk away is definitely the hardest part of their non-relationship - not so much in the literal sense, though. He knows it’s not just about sex - it never has been. For either of them. They both know it, both understand that they have a deeper connection, but the time’s never been right - mainly for Adam. There’d be no point in denying that Cassidy has always been more than willing to put anyone aside for him, anyone who was friends with them knew it. No one’s standing in their way now - Adam’s not recovering from heartbreak this time around and neither of them is seeing someone else. Adam’s almost at the elevator when that finally registers in his mind and he pauses, his brain rapidly processing everything before he turns around, returning to Cassidy’s hotel room.
He tries the handle, relieved to find that Cassidy hadn’t locked the door yet and he slips into the room, shutting the door behind. He takes a moment to watch Cassidy - eyes closed, forehead resting on knees that are drawn in towards his chest - before the sound of the door closing alerts him and he looks up, surprise flashing in his eyes before he composes himself, raising a eyebrow curiously at Adam.
“Forget something?”
“Guess you could say that,” he replies, a smirk playing at his lips as he walks over to the bed and sits down in front of Cassidy, gently cupping the smaller man’s face in his hand. He studies the thoroughly confused look in the Cassidy’s eyes before letting out a soft laugh, quietly stating, “I’m an idiot,” before kissing him tenderly. Cassidy returns the kiss willingly but when Adam pulls back, he just looks more confused than ever, trying to figure out what Adam’s comment means.
Adam pecks him on the lips again and then looks him in the eyes. “We need to talk once we’re both back in LA. I’ve got the night off on Thursday.” Cassidy starts to ask what he’s going on about, but Adam quiets him with another kiss. “I love you,” he whispers against Cassidy’s ear, “That’s the only answer you need until then.” He pulls back just in time to catch the look in Cassidy’s eyes that tells him those words are exactly what the older man has being wanting to hear him openly admit for so long.
He hates to leave it at that, knowing he’s leaving Cassidy unfairly confused but he really does have a flight to catch. He kisses the smaller man’s neck lightly before standing up and walking back to the door. “We’ll talk soon, okay? I promise.” He flashes that endearingly honest smile that he saves for the people closest to him before slipping back out into the hall, leaving Cassidy alone with his unspoken and unanswered questions.