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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Jan 2014 12:42:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>LBB Fic: There&apos;s Nothing On Our Side</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; There&amp;#39;s Nothing On Our Side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;glitterwriter&quot; lj:user=&quot;glitterwriter&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;glitterwriter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Artist:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;rhiannanb2&quot; lj:user=&quot;rhiannanb2&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://rhiannanb2.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://rhiannanb2.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;rhiannanb2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta(s):&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;rhiannanb2&quot; lj:user=&quot;rhiannanb2&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://rhiannanb2.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://rhiannanb2.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;rhiannanb2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Type:&lt;/b&gt; Romance, Slash, Angst/Comfort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; about 22k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; NC17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/Pairings:&lt;/b&gt; Adam/Tommy, past Tommy/OMC (Aiden), Sutan, Brad, Lisa, OMC (Aiden)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Content/Warnings/Enticements&lt;/b&gt;: Minor character death (murder - off screen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; AU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;ldquo;I know I should be happy about what we had; still, I can&amp;rsquo;t feel anything but regret about what we couldn&amp;rsquo;t have. I can&amp;rsquo;t stop thinking what could have been, and I can&amp;rsquo;t stop hating the universe for taking that away from me. Maybe if it had come to a natural end, I would feel how great it was. Maybe I would be just grateful. But it was taken away from me. HE was taken away from me. I can&amp;rsquo;t call my love story a great one, because it was not finished.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy&amp;rsquo;s boyfriend Aiden had been murdered, and for a long time Tommy was the main suspect. Finally the truth about Aiden&amp;rsquo;s death was revealed, and Tommy left the jail as an innocent man, ready to try a life without his lover. He meets Adam in a bar, and they hook up. What was meant to be just hot sex develops into something serious when Tommy accidently finds a new job and a new home close to Adam. Their passion for music pulls them together, and Tommy eventually opens up enough to tell Adam his story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A/N:&lt;/b&gt; Written for LBB round 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That story jumped on my out of nowhere as a fill for a prompt on Glam100. It&amp;#39;s written from Tommy&amp;#39;s POV. And yes, I hurt him again, a lot... Sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beta: &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;rhiannanb2&quot; lj:user=&quot;rhiannanb2&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://rhiannanb2.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://rhiannanb2.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;rhiannanb2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thank you so much for working on it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All remaining mistakes are totally mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;rhiannanb2&quot; lj:user=&quot;rhiannanb2&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://rhiannanb2.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://rhiannanb2.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;rhiannanb2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is also my artist!!! Please go and enjoy the amazing musicmix she made for me: &lt;a target=&apos;_blank&apos; href=&apos;http://rhiannanb2.livejournal.com/1027.html&apos;&gt;http://rhiannanb2.livejournal.com/1027.html&lt;/a&gt; Leave some love on her journal and listen to the music!!! It fits great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was such a pleasure to work with you Rhi! Thank you for your suggestions and also for all the handholding and cheering, while I was not sure, I could ever finish that fic. &amp;lt;3 Guys, she has really the patience of an angel, because that was all last minute! So happy it worked out! Love the mix!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense to any of the real persons I used to tell the story. I don&amp;#39;t own them, I only own that story. I would like you to not tweet that fic to any of the persons you might recognize here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes: completely AU, never happened, I am just telling you a fairytale ;) I don&amp;#39;t know the details of investigation in the USA, so everything I used is based on research or it was just fitting the story, so I took some freedom to write what I want ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least: A big THANK YOU to the mods of LBB for taking this comm over, it was amazing to be part of this :) You guys rock!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Link to fic master post:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/1130417&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt; AO3 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Link to art master post:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://rhiannanb2.livejournal.com/1027.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; LJ &lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 04 Jan 2014 20:15:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>LBB Fic: It’s Just Some Little Thing</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; It&amp;#39;s Just Some Little Thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;glitterwriter&quot; lj:user=&quot;glitterwriter&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;glitterwriter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Artist:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;adobejunkie&quot; lj:user=&quot;adobejunkie&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://adobejunkie.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://adobejunkie.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;adobejunkie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta(s):&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;beniblue&quot; lj:user=&quot;beniblue&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://beniblue.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://beniblue.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;beniblue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Type:&lt;/b&gt; Romance, Slash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; about 15k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/Pairings:&lt;/b&gt; Adam/Tommy, Isaac, Eber, Brad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Content/Warnings/Enticements&lt;/b&gt;: Minor character death (car accident)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; AU: college/university&lt;br /&gt;Tommy is a computer geek, starting his college at the NYU. His career is everything that matters for him. He lost his faith in love when his first love died in a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;Adam is the gay Casanova. He gets every boy he wants and he wants all the cute boys. He doesn&amp;rsquo;t care about having a relationship, he just wants to enjoy his time at the NYU.&lt;br /&gt;When Tommy and Adam met at a party, the attraction is mutual, but Tommy rejects Adam despite the attraction between them. In a weak moment, Tommy and Adam spent a night together. It is supposed to be a one night stand, but the impact changes their both lives for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A/N:&lt;/b&gt; Written for LBB round 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the perfect way to finally finish a story I started over 2 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beta: &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;beniblue&quot; lj:user=&quot;beniblue&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://beniblue.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://beniblue.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;beniblue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thank you so much for working on it, despite your stressful RL, I owe you big! Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All remaining mistakes are totally mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a happy dance, when the wonderfully talented &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;adobejunkie&quot; lj:user=&quot;adobejunkie&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://adobejunkie.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://adobejunkie.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;adobejunkie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; decided to take my fic and make art for it! It&amp;#39;s so beautiful!! Please visit her &lt;a href=&quot;http://adobejunkie.livejournal.com/13723.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Artpost&lt;/a&gt; and leave some love there! Thank you BB!!! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense to any of the real persons I used to tell the story. I don&amp;#39;t own them, I only own that story. I would like you to not tweet that fic to any of the persons you might recognize here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes: completely AU, never happened, I am just telling you a fairytale ;) I never have been to NY or NYU, so everything I used is based on research or it was just fitting the story, so I took some freedom to write what I want ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least: A big THANK YOU to the mods of LBB for taking this comm over, it was amazing to be part of this :) You guys rock!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://i.imgur.com/VEZ8Pnl.png?1&quot; title=&quot;&quot; fetchpriority=&quot;high&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Link to fic master post:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/1117705&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt; AO3 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Link to art master post:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://adobejunkie.livejournal.com/13723.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; LJ &lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Aug 2013 17:40:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My favorite Big Bang is back: Lambliff Big Bang!!! </title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 17 Jul 2013 18:16:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>TJRBB Fic: We&apos;ll Run for Our Lives </title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;585.5329949238579&quot; src=&quot;https://i1340.photobucket.com/albums/o733/Valress1/Cover_zps747f4360.jpg&quot; width=&quot;600&quot; fetchpriority=&quot;high&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; We&amp;#39;ll Run for Our Lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;glitterwriter&quot; lj:user=&quot;glitterwriter&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;glitterwriter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Artist:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;valress&quot; lj:user=&quot;valress&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://valress.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://valress.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;valress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; She made an awesome mix for my story and a cover I just had to use as banner. I mean: look at it! It&amp;#39;s beautiful! Thank you BB, it&amp;#39;s always such a fun to work with you!!! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta(s):&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;beniblue&quot; lj:user=&quot;beniblue&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://beniblue.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://beniblue.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;beniblue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It was amazing to work on another vampire story with you! Thank you so much for your help and your input! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Type:&lt;/b&gt; Vampires&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; ca. 30k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; NC-17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/Pairings:&lt;/b&gt; Tommy Joe Ratliff/OMC (Eric)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Content/Warnings/Enticements&lt;/b&gt;: Major Character Death/Rebirth, Vampires, Blood Drinking, HEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Eric is a beautiful blond blue-eyed Viking vampire. Tommy is a talented warlock with mysterious brown depths to his eyes. Unlikely as it was, they were fated to meet. Could a vampire and a warlock fall in love?&lt;br /&gt;It hardly ever happened before and probably never will happen again but for these two. Will their relationship last with so many differences and facing a horrible betrayal? Their worlds clash and fate deals them an ugly card that tears them apart.&lt;br /&gt;Eric and Tommy&amp;rsquo;s story spans 200 years and counting. Their love knows no bounds of time, space, and adversity. If one man&amp;rsquo;s conviction in the witch&amp;rsquo;s enchantment is strong enough then they&amp;rsquo;ll meet again. Eric never gave up hope but will they find a way to make it work this time and find lasting happiness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A/N:&lt;/b&gt; I am shamelessly stealing facts about my vampires from different books or series to mix them the way I need them. I used the timeline of events in 2010/2011 as much as it was working for my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense to any of the real persons I used to tell the story. I don&amp;#39;t own them, I only own that story. I would like you to not tweet that fic to any of the persons you might recognize here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes: completely AU, never happened, I am just telling you a fairytale ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thank you to the mods of TJRBB, it was amazing to be a part of that event again! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is actually part 2 of my &amp;quot;Vampires and Mates&amp;quot; series, &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/707084/chapters/1305698&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;here is part 1&lt;/a&gt; though part 2 can be read as without knowing part one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Link to fic master post:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/887139&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;AO3 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Link to art master post:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/891248&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt; AO3&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href=&quot;http://valress.livejournal.com/85000.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;LJ&lt;/a&gt; / &lt;a href=&quot;http://valress.dreamwidth.org/137104.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;DW&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Mar 2013 19:08:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>GRBB: We&apos;re Bound To Be Afraid</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://imgprx.livejournal.net/d244ba5bcf8eabe69ad0a15bcbb72de652057b33a4ac8b03f86b2d4d893bdd26/P2WlxyVijxKvg25o9cdeVEMdsf-ah7h0yFmVCaBam8TW_RDBh9KxRkkpDQhwDExhvktWj3LIYg5VT1ANkxY-7QgFm3CNJQ:PLny0lKHQgeVoAIcx-Imhw&quot; title=&quot;&quot; width=&quot;600&quot; fetchpriority=&quot;high&quot; /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.0em;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Title: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/707084&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt; We`re Bound To Be Afraid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (AO3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Written for&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.0em;&quot;&gt;&lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;glamtastic207&quot; lj:user=&quot;glamtastic207&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://glamtastic207.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://glamtastic207.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;glamtastic207&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; your banner was the perfect inspiration for a story that was on my mind since a while. Hope you like it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.0em;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;glitterwriter&quot; lj:user=&quot;glitterwriter&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;glitterwriter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Type:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;AU: Vampires, Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.0em;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Word Count: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;ca. 30.000 words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;NC 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Beta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt; &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;beniblue&quot; lj:user=&quot;beniblue&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://beniblue.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://beniblue.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;beniblue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;thank you so much for making my story shine! You are golden &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/Pairings: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span&gt;Adam/Sauli &lt;/span&gt;, Tommy, Sutan, OMC (Eric), OMC (Luther), Koskinen&amp;rsquo;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;M/M, vampire sex, blood drinking, mating, angst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Vampires mate for life. Every vampire wants to receive the mating call, to find his mate. Adam is not like that. He is an unfinished vampire, hurt and lonely. When he finds his mate, he runs away and tries to hide. But the bond between two mates makes it impossible to hide. Will Adam be able to get over his fears and accept the calling? Will the one true love he found in Sauli be able to change his life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Author&amp;rsquo;s Notes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;#39;m shamelessly stealing facts about my vampires from different books or series to mix them the way I need them. I used the timeline of events in 2010/2011 as much as it was working for my story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No offense to any of the real persons I used to tell the story. I don&amp;#39;t own them, I only own that story. I would like you to not tweet that fic to any of the persons you might recognize here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes: completely AU, never happened, I am just telling you a fairytale ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.0em;&quot;&gt;A big thank you to the mods of GRBB, it was amazing to be part of that :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2013 10:38:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>FanFiction: Living a teenagedream Adam/Tommy 6/6</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Warning:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Minor character death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Category:&lt;/strong&gt;  M/M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Adam/Tommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; AU: Adam is father, his daughter Sarah is 12 and has her first crush. Her first crush reminds Adam of his first crush. Tommy is the one Adam had his crush on. But Tommy is also Sarah&amp;#39;s crush. What will happen when Adam and Tommy meet again? How will Sarah react?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beta: @valress &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can find the fic also here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/620455/chapters/1119584&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt; AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Next evening there was a meeting at school. Adam called some of the parents to talk about what happened at school. He also talked to Mrs. Smith and told her that he and some other parents insisted to hear from her what happened and to try to find a solution. So shortly after 8 pm they were sitting in the music class with about 30 parents waiting for Mr. Smith.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy was nervous. He was not sure how this whole thing started and what the parents thought about him being gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;When Mrs. Smith arrived she gave Tommy an angry look before she stared to explain her decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I know it was surprising that I fired Mr. Ratliff and I&amp;rsquo;m trying to find someone who can replace him. I had no choice in that issue. The other day I got a picture from one of the parent&amp;rsquo;s showing Mr. Ratliff kissing another man.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She stopped and looked around. A middle-aged woman gasped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;At school?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Mrs. Smith shook her head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, it was not at school. It seems like someone took it outside a bar or something. We don&amp;rsquo;t know who the other man was.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy snorted. &amp;ldquo;It was my boyfriend, Mrs. Smith.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She gave him an angry look and went on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;The parent who showed me the picture was upset about the fact that Mr. Ratliff kept it a secret that he is homosexual. She said he should have told the parents. I took it serious and talked to Mr. Ratliff. When he admitted being gay, I had no other choice than to fire him. I can&amp;rsquo;t let someone like him teach our children.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy could feel the anger taking over again and could barely stay still. He was appalled to see a few parents nod in agreement. He looked over at Adam and saw that he wanted to say something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;But before that happened, a tall man in the last raw got up from his chair. He was looking like a sports fan, a typical macho man. He cleared his throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So, Mrs. Smith you are telling us, you fired Mr. Ratliff because he is gay, right?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She cringed, but nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So my understanding is that it wasn&amp;#39;t because he didn&amp;rsquo;t do his job the right way, was it?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She shook her head. The man looked around in the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You all are just sitting here listening to her? Seriously? What is wrong with all of you? This woman overstepped boundaries. She took a picture, which was taken in a private moment and surely without the knowledge or will of Mr. Ratliff and used it to fire him, just because he kissed a man. You know what I call that?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He was still looking around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;This is discrimination! I am not willing to keep silent and accept it. My son James was for the first time excited to go to school and to learn something. Why should I care if the teacher who managed to get him interested goes home to a man or a woman? I don&amp;rsquo;t care at all and you shouldn&amp;rsquo;t care either.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy was shocked. He didn&amp;rsquo;t expect that reaction. The guy was still not finished.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I think we can solve the problem without making a big deal out of it. Everyone who wants Mr. Ratliff to stay until the end of the year holds up his hand.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy was touched to see that almost everyone was holding his hand up. Only a few parents didn&amp;rsquo;t want him to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I see the majority is thinking Mr. Ratliff should stay. I suggest you let him stay, especially if you don&amp;rsquo;t want the press to get to know about that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Mrs. Smith looked pale and just nodded. The guy turned towards Tommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mr. Ratliff, are you willing to stay?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy smiled. &amp;ldquo;Of course.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The guy smiled back. &amp;ldquo;Then I guess it&amp;rsquo;s settled. And Mrs. Smith?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He turned around to her. &amp;ldquo;If you ever do something like this to anybody else, I&amp;#39;ll be sure let my brother&amp;rsquo;s husband know about it. I bet you wouldn&amp;#39;t want a gay lawyer on that case.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Mrs. Smith was bright red. She said her goodbyes and left quickly. Tommy walked over to the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hi! I haven&amp;rsquo;t met you yet. You&amp;#39;re James&amp;#39; father?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The man smiled. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, I&amp;rsquo;m Matt Galler. I wanted to meet you forever, but I am so busy at work, I haven&amp;rsquo;t had the time. But I guess tonight was the right time to get to know you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy laughed. &amp;ldquo;I guess it was the best time you could have chosen. Thank you for speaking up for me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Matt grinned. &amp;ldquo;Sure thing. I&amp;rsquo;m just happy that someone managed to make James like school for a while.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam came over. Tommy turned around and smiled at him. &amp;ldquo;I guess I can finish my project.&amp;rdquo; He was happy and couldn&amp;rsquo;t wait for the school festival.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy was nervous. The last days were difficult for them. He had a lot to do to make the last preparations for the festival. Adam was busy at work. Sarah was the messenger between them. They didn&amp;rsquo;t mean to use her like that; she just had fun giving them reports about what was going on. It made Tommy smile, because it showed him how much Sarah accepted his and Adam&amp;rsquo;s relationship. And she was also telling him some embarrassing anecdotes from their life. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t wait to tease Adam with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;In the end Tommy didn&amp;#39;t see Adam until the festival day. They didn&amp;rsquo;t have a chance to talk, so Tommy didn&amp;rsquo;t know how he should act around Adam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Should he kiss him hello? Or was it better to ignore him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Maybe he could find a reason to push Adam in a classroom and talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He looked around. There was a group of girls giggling and looking his way. They were not in his class, so he wondered what this was about. Before he had a chance to say anything, Sarah appeared beside him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dad, will come just a few minutes before we go on. I hope he&amp;#39;ll really make it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She sighed and Tommy turned her gaze to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey, I&amp;rsquo;m sure, he will make it on time.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He looked over to the girls when the giggles got louder again. Sarah noticed his gaze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;They are curious about your boyfriend.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy looked at her. &amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah rolled her eyes. &amp;ldquo;They hope your boyfriend will come to the festival and they are sure he is super-hot.&amp;rdquo; Sarah looked slightly disgusted saying that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy laughed. &amp;ldquo;Hey, my boyfriend is super-hot.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah snorted. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, whatever.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Anyhow they&amp;#39;re curious to see him and have been talking about that for days. This is so annoying, you can&amp;rsquo;t even imagine!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy smiled. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah shook her head. &amp;ldquo;No, don&amp;rsquo;t be. They always annoy me with their rumors. I&amp;#39;m not annoyed about you and dad. I like you. But to be honest I&amp;#39;m glad you won&amp;rsquo;t be my teacher anymore. It would be weird to see you in PJs at home and then later here without laughing.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She winked at him and walked over to her friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy couldn&amp;rsquo;t bite the smile away that was creeping over his face. He was happy about the way things were working between him and Sarah. She was Adam&amp;rsquo;s daughter and he was afraid it could be difficult to deal with her. But she was really very much like her father. That made things easier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy walked over to the stage to check everything. He would be missing being here. But he was also glad to get back to his normal life. He was checking some loose joint at the speakers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Then he got up and could feel a strange vibe. All of sudden there was hot breath on his neck and he was shivering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Adam&amp;rdquo; He couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop the whisper that left his mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam moved his lips close to Tommy&amp;rsquo;s ear, not touching just there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey, baby!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy actually shuddered. He also blushed while he turned around, carefully avoiding colliding with Adam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam&amp;rsquo;s smile was blinding. It relaxed Tommy and he just smiled back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I wish I could kiss you.&amp;rdquo; Adam lowered his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy looked around. He missed his boyfriend and he wanted a kiss. He really didn&amp;rsquo;t care about the people&amp;rsquo;s reaction, but what would it mean for Sarah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, I wished that too. But, I think that could be hard for Sarah.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam nodded. &amp;ldquo;Yeah.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And I can wait until later. More fun then.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He smirked and hugged Tommy. Tommy pulled away, their eyes locked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I missed you, you know?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam smiled at that and nodded. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, me too. So much.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;They stepped away from each other and started to look for Sarah. Adam was the first to see her. She was talking to a boy and Adam could feel himself tense at the way Sarah was blushing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Was that&amp;hellip; what was his name again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Damn, he really needed to listen more carefully when she was talking about boys. Tommy followed his gaze and giggled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;This is Brad. He is new, so no, you didn&amp;rsquo;t forget his name.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;That made Adam chuckle. Tommy already knew him so well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam just waved at Sarah, but didn&amp;rsquo;t walk over to her. He didn&amp;rsquo;t want to embarrass her. He walked with Tommy around when some giggling girls caught his attention. He turned his head to see them talk behind their hands, pointing at them. Adam looked at Tommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What is that about?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy smiled. &amp;ldquo;Oh they&amp;#39;re just looking at my hot boyfriend. I mean: my super-hot boyfriend.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He had to smile some more when he saw a slight blush creeping over Adam&amp;rsquo;s cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah was so excited to finally perform with her class. Adam couldn&amp;rsquo;t take his eyes off of her. That was his daughter up there on stage. His little girl was growing up. The thought made him happy and sad at the same time. He wanted to stop the time so he would have her for himself for a while longer. But he couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop himself from grinning when he watched her sing. She was amazing. He thought about how much he missed Kimberly beside him in moments like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The class performed three songs. Sarah was singing solo parts on all of them. Her voice was magical and he couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop thinking how proud he was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He could also hear the guitar through the other instruments. He let his eyes wander over Tommy&amp;rsquo;s hands plucking the strings. His concentration was on the kids and he smiled. It was such a perfect moment Adam&amp;rsquo;s heart was tripping over itself in his chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;After the performance Sarah came running to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dad, did you see me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;In her eyes was the same joy he saw through all the things she learned in her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course honey. I&amp;#39;m so proud, you were amazing.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She smiled brightly. &amp;ldquo;Yeah?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam nodded and pulled her close in a hug, kissing her head. After a few moments she pulled back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tommy was great up there, wasn&amp;rsquo;t he?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam blushed a bit at the question while his eyes were searching and finding Tommy&amp;rsquo;s in the distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, he was.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She chuckled. &amp;ldquo;You should go over then and finally kiss him, don&amp;rsquo;t you think?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam looked back down at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sarah, I don&amp;rsquo;t want to make this here about me. I don&amp;rsquo;t want you to get bullied because your dad is gay.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She rolled her eyes. &amp;ldquo;Nobody will bully me. And they think you&amp;#39;re hot together.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Adam bit a smile away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;They do?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I have to go now. And dad, I don&amp;rsquo;t care what you do, but if I were you, I would tell Tommy how amazing he was.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She started walking away and then turned around to add: &amp;ldquo;And hot.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam sighed. That was still not easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;When he looked back at Tommy he saw him smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He started walking towards him, when he saw Mrs. Smith coming closer to Tommy. He was then close enough to hear her talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mr. Ratliff, I don&amp;rsquo;t think it was a good idea to show off your boyfriend today. People were disturbed by your&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; she waved with her hands searching for words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam was now close enough to put his arm around Tommy. He looked at her disgusted expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mr. Smith. I think the only one person who was upset about me hugging my boyfriend was you. And I don&amp;rsquo;t care one bit about your personal feelings.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;With that Adam turned his face towards Tommy and cupped is face with one of his palms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You were amazing up there, baby.&amp;rdquo; He stroked over Tommy&amp;rsquo;s face and let all his feelings for this man show in that small gesture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Mrs. Smith cleared her throat behind them and hissed. &amp;ldquo;I thought we agreed that you won&amp;rsquo;t act gay at school, Mr. Ratliff.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam let out an angry huff, turned back to her, without letting go of Tommy&amp;rsquo;s face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Then it&amp;rsquo;s a good thing that I never agreed to anything like that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He turned back to Tommy and leaned down for a chaste kiss. He could hear some whistles in the background and an angry &amp;ldquo;humph&amp;rdquo; right behind him. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t care less. He moved his lips to Tommy&amp;rsquo;s ear and whispered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m so proud of you. Don&amp;rsquo;t let this stupid bitch pull you down.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He pulled back to give Tommy one last peck on his lips. Tommy&amp;rsquo;s smile was pure happiness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mrs. Smith. My job is done here, so you don&amp;rsquo;t have to tell me what I can do or not. Right now, I will enjoy the rest of the festival with my boyfriend and you can&amp;rsquo;t do anything about that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He took Adam&amp;rsquo;s hand and pulled him towards the lemonade stand. When he looked around most of the faces were smiling back at them. When he caught Sarah&amp;rsquo;s gaze, she smiled and gave him a thumbs up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Later when Tommy was lying beside Adam in Adam&amp;rsquo;s bedroom, enjoying the afterglow of a mind blowing orgasm, he felt just happy. He looked at Adam&amp;rsquo;s sleeping face and couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop himself from reaching over to caress Adam&amp;rsquo;s freckles right above his lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam stirred and opened his eyes. He smiled and pulled Tommy in a soft kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;My bed never looked better then with you in it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy grinned and captured Adam&amp;rsquo;s fingers with his lips. The sharp intake in Adam&amp;rsquo;s breath told him how much it affected him. He let his teeth scratch over one finger, while his tongue darted out to moist the bitten spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You keep doing that Tommy and I will have to fuck you again.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy chuckled around Adam&amp;rsquo;s fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Is this a promise?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He let his tongue lick between Adam&amp;rsquo;s fingers before he suck one of them into his mouth. Adam groaned and in a fast move turned them around so Tommy was lying under him. He rolled his hips to make sure Tommy knew what he did to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy pulled Adam in a kiss. When the kiss ended, Tommy smiled at him, while his hand was running along Adam&amp;rsquo;s spine, making him shiver. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m glad I found you again.&amp;rdquo; Adam&amp;rsquo;s breath was caught in his throat by the look in Tommy&amp;rsquo;s eyes. &amp;ldquo;Me too.&amp;rdquo; He whispered before he lowered his lips for another kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;</description>
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  <title>FanFiction: Living a teenagedream Adam/Tommy 5/6</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Warning:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Minor character death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Category:&lt;/strong&gt;  M/M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Adam/Tommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; AU: Adam is father, his daughter Sarah is 12 and has her first crush. Her first crush reminds Adam of his first crush. Tommy is the one Adam had his crush on. But Tommy is also Sarah&amp;#39;s crush. What will happen when Adam and Tommy meet again? How will Sarah react?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beta: @valress &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can find the fic also here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/620455/chapters/1119584&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt; AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy looked down at the blurred picture that showed him kissing Adam. At least he knew it was Adam even if he was unrecognizable. Someone must have snapped it after they came out of the club after the gig last weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy looked up at Mrs. Smith in confusion. She called him in her office to talk about a complaint from a parent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t understand&amp;hellip;.&amp;rdquo; Tommy started.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She sighed. &amp;ldquo;Why didn&amp;rsquo;t you tell me that you are gay?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy could feel the anger bubbling up in his stomach. Briefly he closed his eyes and tried to calm down. Then he looked directly at her and asked: &amp;ldquo;Are you straight?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She looked at him in confusion and nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Why didn&amp;rsquo;t you tell me that?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She let out an annoyed loud. &amp;ldquo;This is not the same Mr. Ratliff.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop the snort from escaping out of his mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sure it is! I don&amp;rsquo;t care for your sexual preferences, why should you care for mine?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Her look hardened at that. &amp;ldquo;Mr. Ratliff I have a school to run. I need to protect the children here.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Tommy hissed, barely holding back his anger. &amp;ldquo;Mrs. Smith with all my respect, there is nothing you need anyone to protect from. I was working here since over a half year and you never saw my gay, did you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She shook her head slowly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mr. Ratliff, I have nothing against you. I tolerate your lifestyle&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy stood up at this. &amp;ldquo;Thank you. I will go before I say something I might regret. Just so you know, when it wasn&amp;rsquo;t about the kids I would leave right the fuck now. But because I take what I do seriously and because the kids don&amp;rsquo;t deserve me to duck down, you will have to tolerate my gay ass for one more week.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He could see her getting angry and she opened her mouth to answer him, but he raised his hand to stop her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t bother! I will keep my gay out of school, just like I did the whole time. But if you try to make my last week any harder than you just did, I promise you, I will make sure someone will take interest on how you used a private picture someone took without my permission to overstep your boundaries. Have a nice day!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy stepped away from her and turned around to leave the office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She remained silent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Once he closed the door behind him, he let a shaky breath out. He walked back to his class and locked himself inside the small bathroom for a few minutes. He watched himself in the mirror and tried to calm down. It was hard not to slam something against the mirror, just to let the destroying energy out of his body. But he knew this was neither the time nor the place to let himself go. So instead crying his anger out, he washed his face with cold water and tried a smile at his vision in the mirror. He even managed to wink at his image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;For the kids, I just stay for them.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Then he stepped out of the bathroom in time to see the kids coming in the classroom. He smiled at them and knew they really were worth the anger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy&amp;rsquo;s hands were still shaking when he arrived in front of Adam&amp;rsquo;s house. He didn&amp;rsquo;t mean to come here, without a warning, without asking if he actually could. But the need for comfort was overwhelming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;After he rang the bell he got some second thoughts about Sarah, but before he could do anything, Adam opened the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tommy, wow this is a&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Adam stopped obviously taking a good look at Tommy and pulled him inside his house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What happened to you?&amp;rdquo; He put his hand on Tommy&amp;rsquo;s shoulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Are you alone?&amp;rdquo; Tommy ignored the question looking around Adam&amp;rsquo;s house while they walked further in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, Sarah will be home in about an hour I guess.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy caught Adam&amp;rsquo;s hand then and pulled him until Adam turned around to face him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Bedroom, now!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;That was all Tommy managed to say before he crushed their mouths together. He was so desperate to feel something other than anger. He wanted to forget, to let go. He pushed Adam against the wall and started frantically pulling at Adam&amp;rsquo;s clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam tried to free himself, but Tommy was surprisingly strong. It took him a few moments to get a grip on Tommy&amp;rsquo;s wrists and to turn him around. He pushed Tommy against the wall and put his hands above Tommy&amp;rsquo;s head. Tommy closed his eyes and moaned but then Adam just held him and nothing happened.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy blinked his eyes open. Adam was standing in front of him, a confused look on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Adam, please! I need something!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy was shaking and tried to free his arms. It didn&amp;rsquo;t work out, so he let an annoyed noise slip out of his mouth and tried to catch his breath. Tears of embarrassment were starting to burn in his eyes and he wished he could just vanish into thin air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam sensed that Tommy was calming down. He let go of his wrists and pulled him in a hug. Tommy felt so vulnerable but Adam was comforting him and he just let himself fall into the hug and sobbed against Adam&amp;rsquo;s chest. Adam held him close and stroked through Tommy&amp;rsquo;s hair. After a few minutes Tommy felt better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I think I&amp;rsquo;m better. You can let me go.&amp;rdquo;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He could feel Adam shaking his head. &amp;ldquo;Not going to happen, baby. I want to hold you for a while. Just to be sure.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy giggled.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;They startled when someone put a key in the front door lock. Adam pulled back and looked at Tommy with wide eyes. Then they were running upstairs, Adam pulling Tommy behind him towards his bedroom. They got in and closed the door behind them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dad!!!!&amp;rdquo; Sarah&amp;rsquo;s voice was echoing through the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam kept his eyes on Tommy, panic rising in their eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What now?&amp;rdquo; Tommy whispered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam closed his eyes and took a deep breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I will come back, just let me distract her. Wait here, ok?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy nodded, unable to even think straight. This was so not what he planned for today. Adam slipped out of his bedroom and Tommy went over to sit on Adam&amp;rsquo;s bed. He could hear Adam walking down the stairs and shook his head about how stupid he was. He shouldn&amp;rsquo;t have come over just like that. Adam wanted to talk to Sarah about them but that didn&amp;rsquo;t happen yet. They were only dating for a month and it was a big deal for Adam to tell Sarah about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Fuck, she shouldn&amp;rsquo;t find it out like that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy let himself fall back on the bed and hoped Adam could find a solution for the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam tried to calm down. Sarah was not supposed to find out that Tommy was his boyfriend like that. But what could he do now that Tommy was in his bedroom? How could he explain that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He walked downstairs just in time to see her walking towards the stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dad, you can&amp;rsquo;t imagine what happened today.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She was shaking with anger and that was enough for Adam to be back in his dad mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Are you ok?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She nodded and let her bag fall to the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m fine, just really angry. Dad, they fired Mr. Ratliff!!!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam&amp;rsquo;s eyes went wide. That was the reason why Tommy was so upset then. He could barely stop himself from running back to his bedroom to talk to Tommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What happened?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam took his daughter&amp;rsquo;s hand and pulled her towards their living room to sit down. She shrugged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;We don&amp;rsquo;t really know. During the music class, Mrs. Smith came to the classroom and told Mr. Ratliff to come out with her. After a few minutes, he came back and told us, that the class was over for today and that he wasn&amp;rsquo;t allowed to be our teacher anymore. He wanted to say more, I guess, but she walked in then and told him to leave immediately. He told her that he would like to at least say goodbye and to pack his stuff.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah sighed. &amp;ldquo;Dad, she was really mean. She stayed in the room the whole time until he left.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam felt his heart breaking for his daughter and for Tommy. Tommy loved working with the kids and they were all excited for the event. Adam pulled Sarah in his arms and kissed her head. She was sobbing against him and he tried to push away the memory of Tommy doing the same just a few moments ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dad, can they just do that?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam sighed. &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know, sweetie. I hope not and I will for sure talk to Mrs. Smith and to Mr. Ratliff. It will be ok, Sarah.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She sniffed. &amp;ldquo;We need him, dad. We can&amp;rsquo;t make the show without him.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam nodded. &amp;ldquo;I know, sweetie, I know.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;His thoughts were racing around in his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He had planned how to tell her daughter about the man he was dating over the last weeks. He just wanted to be sure that that thing between him and Tommy would last. Maybe today was not the perfect time to spill the beans, but on the other hand would there ever be the right time for his confession?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;It was still not easy to admit to Sarah that her first crush was now his boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Maybe he should wait until she felt better. He shouldn&amp;rsquo;t use the fact that she was upset to make it easier to bring Tommy into their private life. He almost made the decision to wait with his news, when Sarah pulled out of his embrace and looked up at him with a fierce expression on her face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She wiped away the last tears and said: &amp;ldquo;Dad, I won&amp;rsquo;t accept that! I&amp;#39;ll talk to the other kids and organize something to get Mr. Ratliff back. She can&amp;rsquo;t throw him out of the project like that!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam felt pride over floating him. His daughter was fierce! He smiled at her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;We need to find out what happened.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She nodded. &amp;ldquo;We should talk with Mr. Ratliff.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam scratched over his neck. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, about that&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; he was searching for words while Sarah looked at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;He&amp;#39;s already here.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Wow, that was not how he planned it to come out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah was confused. &amp;ldquo;Mr. Ratliff is here? Where is he? Did he come to you to tell you that he was leaving?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam sighed. &amp;ldquo;Sarah, we need to talk. I should have done that a while ago. Let&amp;#39;s sit down for that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He took her hand and pulled her towards the living room to sit down on their couch. Before he started to talk, he took a deep breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dad?&amp;rdquo; Sarah&amp;rsquo;s patience was one of a teenager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sorry, this is kinda hard for me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;One more deep breath.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ok, Sarah. You know, that I&amp;rsquo;m dating a guy for over a month, don&amp;rsquo;t you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;We&amp;#39;re really serious and I want you to get to know him.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah nodded again. &amp;ldquo;Of course, Dad. I already told you that I want to meet him. But what does it have to do with Mr. Ratliff?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam sighed again. &amp;ldquo;Well, Mr. Ratliff, actually Tommy, he is&amp;hellip; he is&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah&amp;rsquo;s eyes got wide: &amp;ldquo;Mr. Ratliff is your boyfriend?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam closed his eyes while he nodded. &amp;ldquo;Yes, he is my boyfriend.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The silence that followed his words was unbearable. But to his surprise it didn&amp;rsquo;t last long. He opened his eyes when he felt Sarah&amp;rsquo;s hand touching his cheek. She was smiling. Relief was washing over him in waves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry, Sarah. It just happened.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah shook her head. &amp;ldquo;Why are you sorry? I&amp;rsquo;m not. I think it&amp;rsquo;s wonderful that you are finally dating someone.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam looked at her. &amp;ldquo;I just feel weird that Tommy was your first crush, you know? Like I stole him?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Sarah laughed at that. &amp;ldquo;Dad, he&amp;#39;s too old for me, you know that! But yeah, he&amp;#39;s hot!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She winked at him. Adam made a face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know if I can deal with you thinking my boyfriend is hot, you know?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah laughed even more. &amp;ldquo;Get over it! He&amp;#39;s hot, no point denying it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam groaned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So, when can I officially meet him?&amp;rdquo; Sarah was excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam shrugged. &amp;ldquo;Give me some time to prepare him and we can have dinner together later?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah nodded. &amp;ldquo;Ok, I have to call Daniel.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam raised an eyebrow. &amp;ldquo;Daniel?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah giggled. &amp;ldquo;It was a joke, just wanted to see if you still can follow the names.&amp;rdquo; She stuck her tongue out at him and left the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam had to smile when he entered his bedroom. Tommy was lying on his back on Adam&amp;rsquo;s bed. His eyes were closed and a light snoring told Adam that he fell asleep while waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam walked to his bed and lay down beside Tommy. He let his eyes wander over Tommy&amp;rsquo;s face. It was relaxed and partly covered in Tommy&amp;rsquo;s blond bangs. The slightly opened lips reminded Adam of how those lips felt on his body. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop himself from touching Tommy&amp;rsquo;s cheek. The light touch was enough to wake him up and soon Adam looked into Tommy&amp;rsquo;s eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey&amp;rdquo; Adam whispered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy smiled. &amp;ldquo;Hey to you too.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam leaned towards Tommy and kissed him softly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Will you tell me what happened?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy sighed and rolled onto his back. &amp;ldquo;I got fired today.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam moved closer to Tommy. &amp;ldquo;Why? What happened?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy looked at Adam and smiled despite the situation. &amp;ldquo;You happened.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam looked at Tommy, confusion written all over his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mrs. Smith got a picture of me kissing you. We talked about it and then she decided she needs to protect the kids from my gayness.&amp;rdquo; Tommy&amp;rsquo;s voice turned into a bitter tone towards the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam sat up. &amp;ldquo;What? She fired you because you are gay? She can&amp;rsquo;t do that!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy sighed. &amp;ldquo;I know, but she did though. I&amp;rsquo;m out of the school. It pisses me off because it was just one more week, just one stupid week!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy was angry again. Adam could feel his own anger right under his skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Obviously the kids are upset about the fact that you got fired. They don&amp;rsquo;t know why though.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy snorted. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, she didn&amp;rsquo;t let me explain. I had to leave without even a good bye. Did Sarah say something?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam took Tommy&amp;rsquo;s hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;She was pretty upset and she wants to get you back.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy looked at Adam knowing there was more to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;ldquo;And?&amp;rdquo; he asked after Adam reminded silent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam looked down. &amp;ldquo;I told her about you. I mean I told her about us.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy almost jumped up. He took Adam&amp;rsquo;s chin in his hand and forced him to look at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You did?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;A smile spread on Tommy&amp;rsquo;s face. Adam smiled back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah. She wants to meet you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy giggled. &amp;ldquo;She kinda knows me already.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam shook his head. &amp;ldquo;No, she doesn&amp;rsquo;t know my boyfriend Tommy, she only knows Mr. Ratliff.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy pulled Adam&amp;rsquo;s face towards his own. He kissed Adam&amp;rsquo;s nose, then his lips and bit in his chin. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;d love to meet my boyfriend&amp;rsquo;s daughter.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The sound of that made Adam&amp;rsquo;s heart flutter happily in his chest. He was helpless in Tommy&amp;rsquo;s presence. And he enjoyed every second of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The rest of the evening was really nice. Tommy and Sarah talked about the whole problem at school and were making plans how to deal with it. Adam was looking at them and couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2013 10:33:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>FanFiction: Living a teenagedream Adam/Tommy 4/6</title>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Warning:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Minor character death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Category:&lt;/strong&gt; M/M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Adam/Tommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; AU: Adam is father, his daughter Sarah is 12 and has her first crush. Her first crush reminds Adam of his first crush. Tommy is the one Adam had his crush on. But Tommy is also Sarah&amp;#39;s crush. What will happen when Adam and Tommy meet again? How will Sarah react?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beta: @valress &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can find the fic also here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/620455/chapters/1119584&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt; AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He didn&amp;rsquo;t even think about what they forgot, until he wanted to call Tommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;They forgot to exchange phone numbers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;This was just so stupid, but also so much like them he had to laugh at that. Good thing was that he actually knew where he could find Tommy. But before he could plan anything or even think about how long he should wait before showing up at Tommy&amp;rsquo;s door, Tommy called him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah was the one taking the call. Adam was cooking dinner when she got in the kitchen, phone in her hand and palm over the speaker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dad, it&amp;rsquo;s Mr. Ratliff.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He looked at her in surprise and that made her hold her other hand up and saying: &amp;ldquo;I haven&amp;rsquo;t done anything!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He put the knife away and dried his hands before he took the call. He was aware that she was still watching him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mr. Ratliff?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He tried to sound calm. He could hear Tommy giggle into the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, I see we have audience?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam turned away from his daughter&amp;rsquo;s eyes to avoid her seeing him blushing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;How can I help you, Mr. Ratliff?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy was giggling again and Adam made a mental note to strangle him once he saw him again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Maybe she will leave you alone, when you tell her that it&amp;rsquo;s not about something she has done. I just wanted to talk to you in a personal matter.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam smiled before he turned around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course Mr. Ratliff I can help you with the organization.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He looked at Sarah and said to her. &amp;ldquo;Honey, it&amp;rsquo;s about that school festival. You can go and finish homework.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She let an audible sigh out and walked up to her room. For a second he wondered if there was something he should be worried about then he dismissed that thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;We can talk now.&amp;rdquo; Adam sat down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So, no more &lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;Mr. Ratliff&lt;/i&gt; for me?&amp;rdquo; Tommy was laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam laughed back. &amp;ldquo;Maybe later in our relationship.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Immediately he could have slapped himself for those words, but Tommy just laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I wanted to ask you out to dinner or something. I mean, I would like to talk some more, to get to know you, to find out if there is still something between us&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Tommy was babbling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam interrupted him. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m pretty sure there is something between us and I&amp;rsquo;d like to find out what it is. Just let me find a free evening and we can fix a date?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Actually I was hoping we could spend the next Saturday together? I wanted to have a whole day with you, if you could manage it?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam smiled at the thought. &amp;ldquo;Where do you want to go?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy sighed. &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know yet, I just wanted to know if you&amp;rsquo;d have time and you know if you&amp;rsquo;d actually want to go on a date with me.&amp;rdquo; He sounded so shy and adorable; Adam wished he could hug him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You know what? Actually I have the whole weekend free. Sarah will be on trip with her best friend and her family. So if you want, we could go somewhere and stay over the weekend?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam&amp;rsquo;s words were followed by silence on the other side of the line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I mean, we don&amp;rsquo;t have to, if you don&amp;rsquo;t want.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy laughed that happy laugh. &amp;ldquo;I want, I was just checking if I have a gig on Sunday. Luckily it&amp;rsquo;s in the evening, so when we get back in the afternoon, it should work out perfectly. Just let me think about something special, ok?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam smiled. &amp;ldquo;Ok, just let me know what you plan in case I need to take special clothes with me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy giggled again. &amp;ldquo;Clothes? Who needs clothes?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam laughed. &amp;ldquo;You are playing dirty, Mr. Ratliff.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy&amp;rsquo;s laugh was echoing in Adam&amp;rsquo;s head after they ended the call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The lake was calm. Adam could only hear a rare water splash, when a fish decided to come up or when a duck landed on the water. It was silent around them. They just got out of the water to lay down on the dock. It was like back then:&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;they lay opposite to each other with heads side by side. The sun was slowly going down, but it was still warm. They looked at each other and smiled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy got up on his elbow and looked down on Adam&amp;rsquo;s face. He ran his index finger over Adam&amp;rsquo;s nose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I always loved to lay with you on the dock, you know? It felt like it was only you and me. I&amp;rsquo;m glad that we could come here today.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam hummed in agreement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Back then I always wanted to do something while we were laying on the dock like that.&amp;rdquo; Tommy smirked at Adam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah? What did you want to do? Tell me&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Adam&amp;rsquo;s voice made Tommy shiver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I would prefer to show you?&amp;rdquo; Adam nodded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy reached out with his finger and traced over Adam&amp;rsquo;s lips, making him shudder under the gentle touch. Then he moved closer for a small upside down kiss. He pulled back and licked over the freckled above Adam&amp;rsquo;s lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, just like I imagined it then. Your freckles are really tasty&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam laughed at that. &amp;ldquo;That was all you imagined to do back then?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy pinched Adam&amp;rsquo;s side. &amp;ldquo;Hey, I was just seventeen back then. I didn&amp;rsquo;t have really nasty fantasies about you, I just wanted to kiss you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam pulled Tommy closer and licked over his lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy whispered: &amp;ldquo;But I assure you I have them now and I&amp;rsquo;m planning to show you some of them.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam pulled Tommy down and was biting on Tommy&amp;rsquo;s chin. &amp;ldquo;When do you plan to start with showing me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy smirked while he started to crawl towards Adam&amp;rsquo;s stomach, while his own moved towards Adam&amp;rsquo;s face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;How about now?&amp;rdquo; He bit slightly right beside Adam&amp;rsquo;s bellybutton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam bucked up against him helplessly. Tommy ran his tongue over the bitten spot and moved further down Adam&amp;rsquo;s body. His tongue was marking Adam&amp;rsquo;s body while his fingers were pulling at the strings of Adam&amp;rsquo;s swim trunks. Adam pulled Tommy&amp;rsquo;s body towards him, so he could lick over Tommy&amp;rsquo;s skin too. When Tommy&amp;rsquo;s tongue dove under the waistband of his shorts, Adam was whining. Tommy giggled, while his hands pulled the shorts a little bit down Adam&amp;rsquo;s hips, just enough to lick over the head of his cock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tommy&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Adam almost cried out. He pulled Tommy&amp;rsquo;s body over his own. He pulled at Tommy&amp;rsquo;s shorts and managed to free him of them completely. Tommy&amp;rsquo;s cock was right in his face and Adam took the opportunity to lick all over the shaft. He could feel Tommy shiver and decided to pull him completely up so Tommy was lying all over Adam&amp;rsquo;s body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy didn&amp;rsquo;t waste time to get rid of Adam&amp;rsquo;s shorts. Finally everything was free to see, to touch, to kiss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mhhhmmm&amp;hellip; I see the freckles are really everywhere.&amp;rdquo; He kissed and nipped along the shaft. &amp;ldquo;And I really like how they taste.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy could feel the small laugh, as Adam kissed the tip of&lt;span style=&quot;color:#5E11A6&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;his cock. It was sending vibration along his dick. He wanted to say something more, but Adam swallowed his whole cock in one smooth move. All Tommy could do was to groan and try to get enough air to do the same with Adam&amp;rsquo;s cock. It was not easy, because Adam&amp;rsquo;s mouth was so hot and wet around him, it took all thoughts right out of his mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He threw his head back and started to thrust in and out Adam&amp;rsquo;s mouth. The angle was perfect for that. His knees were now beside Adam&amp;rsquo;s head. He looked down his body and could see his cock sliding in and out. Adam&amp;rsquo;s lips were stretched around him and saliva was running out of the mouth. Tommy had really trouble to do anything else than watching and fucking Adam&amp;rsquo;s face. But he also wanted to give Adam the same pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He leaned back down, took the head of Adam&amp;rsquo;s cock in his mouth and started to run his tongue around the crown. Adam hummed around him. Tommy took slowly more of Adam in his mouth, inch by inch. He could feel Adam&amp;rsquo;s movements on his cock losing the rhythm and he smirked around Adam&amp;rsquo;s dick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam put his hands on Tommy&amp;rsquo;s back and let them slowly go down towards his buttocks. He pulled Tommy closer while he caressed over his crack. Then he took his fingers into his mouth, right beside Tommy&amp;rsquo;s dick, wetting them. He stroked over Tommy&amp;rsquo;s dick on the way out of his mouth. Then his fingers were back between Tommy&amp;rsquo;s cheeks, wandering towards his hole.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy wanted Adam&amp;rsquo;s fingers right there and almost couldn&amp;rsquo;t wait until Adam got there. Finally Adam was stroking over the rim and Tommy shuddered. Everything was going off in his body the second Adam started to suck him hard while he put two fingertips into Tommy. Tommy could feel the orgasm starting to overrun him at such a speed he was only able to hum a warning, before he was coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The taste of Tommy&amp;rsquo;s come in his mouth was enough to send Adam over the edge. They were laying close to each other for a few minutes before Adam had to chuckle. Tommy turned around to be able to see Adam&amp;rsquo;s face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What is so funny?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam smirked. &amp;ldquo;I just remembered this one line: you can dine me, wine me and&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy was cracking up. &amp;ldquo;We kinda forgot the first ones then?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam shook his head. &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t think the order is strict on that line. So you can still feed me and give me some alcohol.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy was laughing while he helped Adam to get up. &amp;ldquo;You can be sure I will.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The best thing of being away for a weekend is the possibility to go to sleep together and to wake up together. And both things were what Tommy couldn&amp;rsquo;t wait to get. They were sitting outside the house after the dinner, sipping on their wine, just enjoying the fresh air.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sometimes I wish I could be seventeen again, but with all the knowledge I have today.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam listened to Tommy and looked at him. &amp;ldquo;Would you change anything?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy shrugged. &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know. Maybe I would have given you my number back then?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam sighed. &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t know if it would have worked out back then. We were so young.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy looked shyly away towards the sky. &amp;ldquo;Do you think it can work out now?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam smiled and pulled Tommy&amp;rsquo;s face back down, forcing him to look into his eyes. &amp;ldquo;Yes, I am sure it will. I have a really good feeling about us.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy smiled back. &amp;ldquo;Yeah? Me too.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He took Adam&amp;rsquo;s hand and kissed his palm, letting his lips linger enough about Adam&amp;rsquo;s skin to make his breath hitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Want to continue the talk in the bedroom?&amp;rdquo; Tommy let his tongue lick over Adam&amp;rsquo;s hand while he watched his eyes going a shade darker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam jumped up and took Tommy&amp;rsquo;s hand pulling him towards the bedroom. Tommy stumbled behind him while he laughed. As soon as they entered the bedroom, they started to strip their clothes. Suddenly the urgency was gone. They watched the other one taking their clothes off, piece by piece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Once they were naked, they moved towards each other. Fingertips started to wander over skin. Eyes watching. Lips locked in a searching kiss. Slowly hands replaced fingertips, pulling their bodies tighter together. Soft moans and sighs echoed around them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Just as slowly as they were exploring their bodies, they moved towards the bed and laid down facing each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You are so beautiful Tommy. I can&amp;rsquo;t believe this is really happening to me.&amp;rdquo; Adam whispered against Tommy&amp;rsquo;s lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy started to nibble Adam&amp;rsquo;s bottom lip and let his tongue slowly take the slight tingle away. He pressed his mouth a bit harder against Adam&amp;rsquo;s and let his tongue search for an entrance into Adam&amp;rsquo;s mouth. Adam sighed into the kiss and let his tongue welcome Tommy&amp;rsquo;s. He pulled him closer into his body, pressed their chests together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy pulled back to look at Adam. &amp;ldquo;I will show you tonight how real this is, baby.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He leaned down for another kiss, while his hips rolled into Adam&amp;rsquo;s. A shiver was running up and down Adam&amp;rsquo;s spine when he realized just how much Tommy wanted this. Wanted him. He moaned and turned them both around, so he was now laying on Tommy. He looked down into Tommy&amp;rsquo;s eyes and started to kiss down his neck towards his chest. He took his time, enjoying the feeling of Tommy&amp;rsquo;s skin under his lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy put his hands into Adam&amp;rsquo;s hair. He liked to feel them between his fingers. His whole body was humming while Adam let his fingers and lips discover every part of his torso, heading towards his groin. He had to chuckle when Adam&amp;rsquo;s tongue dove into his belly button and squirmed when Adam bit the skin right under his left hip. Adam looked up at Tommy&amp;rsquo;s reaction, a smirk on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, I see that could be useful for later.&amp;rdquo; He smiled and bit again the same spot, causing again a squirming reaction out of Tommy.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy muttered a halfhearted &amp;ldquo;Fucker&amp;rdquo; but the tender tone of his voice let it sound like an endearment. Adam smiled while he moved closer to Tommy&amp;rsquo;s dick. He got up on his elbows and looked up at Tommy&amp;rsquo;s face. When their eyes locked again, he smiled and leaned down to leave a kiss right above Tommy&amp;rsquo;s dick. He darted his tongue out and let it wander slowly down Tommy&amp;rsquo;s shaft. Tommy couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop himself from buckling against Adam&amp;rsquo;s face. That earned him a gentle slap on his hip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey, I am trying to be romantic here.&amp;rdquo; Adam chuckled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy got up on his elbows and looked down at him. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, I see. But would it kill your mood to&lt;span style=&quot;color:#5E11A6&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pick up the pace just a little bit?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam laughed at that and crawled back to Tommy&amp;rsquo;s face to kiss him deeply. &amp;ldquo;Ok, baby, no more teasing. I just need to get the stuff.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy let out a breathy moan and watched Adam searching through his case. He let his eyes wander over Adam&amp;rsquo;s long legs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;How could a guy have legs like that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Finally Adam turned around, lube and condoms in his hand. He walked back to Tommy and let his fingers run over Tommy&amp;rsquo;s dick. He left the supplies beside Tommy and kissed him again. He managed to open the lube without taking his lips off of Tommy&amp;rsquo;s. Tommy chuckled at Adam&amp;rsquo;s skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I am impressed, Adam. And now put your fingers in good use, because I want that &amp;hellip; &amp;ldquo;he let his finger stroke over Adam&amp;rsquo;s cock&amp;rdquo; in me, like five minutes ago.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam laughed quietly while he put some lube onto his hand and over his fingers. &amp;ldquo;I didn&amp;rsquo;t know you had a romantic side, Tommy.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He moved down Tommy&amp;rsquo;s body and let his finger slide behind Tommy&amp;rsquo;s sack, towards his hole. Every snarky answer Tommy might have had on his lips died, when the first finger slid slowly into his body. Adam was almost painfully careful. And even if Tommy&amp;rsquo;s body cried for more and faster, his heart was happy to see how much Adam cared for him. He opened his legs more, allowing Adam and his fingers better access into his body. He sighed happily when Adam took the hint and put another finger inside Tommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam started to move his fingers slowly, while his lips kissed along Tommy&amp;rsquo;s shaft. He scissored his fingers inside him, wanting to make this good for both of them. After a while, he pulled his fingers out and covered his own cock with one of the condoms. Tommy took the opportunity to smear some lube over Adam&amp;rsquo;s dick. He gave it a few strokes and watched Adam bite his lip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Adam. In. Me. Now.&amp;rdquo; Tommy was really demanding yet. Adam smiled and positioned himself at Tommy&amp;rsquo;s entrance. He put one of Tommy&amp;rsquo;s legs up, until it was laying on his shoulder and slowly pushed in. Heat embraced him. He locked his eyes with Tommy&amp;rsquo;s and looked for a sigh of discomfort or pain. But there was only need and want. Slowly he pushed further in until he was completely inside Tommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He stopped then and leaned down until he could kiss Tommy. Once their mouths slotted together, he started to move in and out of Tommy in a smooth, slow pace. They kept kissing, until they were both breathless. When they broke away, Adam let his head rest against Tommy&amp;rsquo;s forehead. He put one of his hands under Tommy&amp;rsquo;s buttocks and pulled him even closer. Tommy put his other leg over Adam&amp;rsquo;s shoulder as well. Adam shifted, letting Tommy&amp;rsquo;s legs slide down around his waist. He pulled Tommy up into his lap as he leaned against the wall behind the bed, Tommy now in his lap. He whispered. &amp;ldquo;Ride me, Tommy. Ride me, sweet and slow.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy did just that, with Adam was kissing him and stroking over his back, while they moved towards their release. Finally their bodies were ready and they both tumbled over the edge, Tommy following Adam&amp;rsquo;s lead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Afterward, Adam cleaned them up and pulled the sheets over them. Tommy kissed him and turned around to let Adam pull him against his body. Adam knew it was too soon to say it, but he was falling, hard and fast. He kissed Tommy&amp;rsquo;s shoulder while sleep was pulling on him. Tommy hummed something that sounded like &amp;ldquo;Thank you&amp;rdquo; under his breath. Adam smiled right before he fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid3-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2013 10:30:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>FanFiction: Living a teenagedream Adam/Tommy 3/6</title>
  <author>glitterwriter</author>
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  <description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Warning:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Minor character death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Category:&lt;/strong&gt;  M/M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Adam/Tommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; AU: Adam is father, his daughter Sarah is 12 and has her first crush. Her first crush reminds Adam of his first crush. Tommy is the one Adam had his crush on. But Tommy is also Sarah&amp;#39;s crush. What will happen when Adam and Tommy meet again? How will Sarah react?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beta: @valress &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can find the fic also here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/620455/chapters/1119584&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt; AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam parked his car in the school park loft and looked at this watch. It was almost an hour until the meeting started. He was never&lt;span style=&quot;color:#5E11A6&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;on time, always way too early. He would rather be early than late, he hated being late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He was thinking about staying in the car, maybe reading some of the papers he wanted to read at home. But he remembered that there was coffee inside the building and he needed one so bad. It was a long day full of meetings and so much talking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He got out of his car and walked to the school building. Once he was in he walked to the cafeteria. There was a coffee dispenser and he pushed the button for a huge espresso after inserting some coins. He took the first sip out of the paper cup and had to grimace at the bitter taste. It was just awful, but there was caffeine in it.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It would have to do until he could get something better later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He turned around to walk over to the room the meeting should be at. He was sure he could wait there for the other parents to arrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;While he turned around the corner he collided with someone smaller coming his way. The rest of his coffee spilled over his hand and the sudden heat made him hiss and drop the cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Fuck, I mean&amp;hellip; sorry, I didn&amp;rsquo;t see you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The man who ran into him was looking down while the cup was falling to the floor. Obviously he wanted to pick the cup up and Adam had the same idea. They both bent down at the same time and promptly collided heads.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Ow! Ok I&amp;#39;ll get the cup, please stay up.&amp;rdquo; Adam said with a small laugh and got down on his knee to get the cup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He also took a tissue out of his pocket to wipe the remains of his coffee from the floor. He was getting up and while doing so he looked up and saw the face of the man he collided with for the first time. And when he finally met the other man&amp;rsquo;s eyes he let go of the cup for the second time. They were both staring at each other for a few minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Then Adam found his voice again and whispered: &amp;ldquo;What took you so long TJ?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Wow that was so not what he wanted to say out loud.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He cleared his throat and tried again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sorry, I&amp;rsquo;m confused. You just look like somebody I used to know.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He could feel a blush creeping up his face while he rubbed his hand over his neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Damn, when did he turn into a teenager again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m Adam Lambert, by the way. Sorry for running into you and all&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He couldn&amp;rsquo;t take his eyes of those eyes. He could really swear it was TJ. And then the man in front of him smiled just a little &amp;ndash; and that was so familiar too &amp;ndash; and stretched his hand towards Adam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey! Once it was TJ, now I prefer Mr. Ratliff at school and Tommy in private.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;When Adam took his hand, his smile grew deeper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;And believe me I was trying really hard to find you sooner.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam gaped at him with an opened mouth. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t believe it: Mr. Ratliff was his TJ, his daughter&amp;rsquo;s first crush was also his first crush. He blushed even more when he realized that he was still holding TJ&amp;rsquo;s&amp;hellip; no, Tommy&amp;rsquo;s hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Wow&amp;hellip; this is&amp;hellip; wow.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He didn&amp;rsquo;t know what to say. Tommy smiled sheepishly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, I know, I know&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;And then out of nowhere there were other parents in the hall. Adam almost let out a frustrated groan as they finally let go and Tommy mouthed &amp;ldquo;later&amp;rdquo;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy watched his face in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;What does Adam see when he looks at him after all those years?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He was not a kid anymore and time didn&amp;rsquo;t stop. He washed his face with some cold water avoiding his eyes. He didn&amp;rsquo;t want eyeliner running down his face while he talked to Adam. When he looked up in the mirror again he saw his face like it was 20 years ago. A shy kid looked back with a small smile. And the memories flooded his brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He was suddenly back in the camp. He was lying with Adam on the dock. Their heads were side by side, their legs in the cool water. Everything was quiet, just some kids playing in the water in the distance. Tommy turned his face towards Adam. He was sleeping, his breath ghosting over Tommy&amp;rsquo;s cheek. Tommy took his time to watch Adam. He was so beautiful it almost hurt to look at him. His lips were parted and Tommy wished he would be bold enough to kiss the small freckles above them. He imagined how it would be to kiss Adam. His lips looked so soft,&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;like they were made to be kissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy shook his head while his mind drifted back to the small bathroom behind the music room. He should get out, Adam was waiting for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;All the parents were waiting for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He excused himself the second they all walked in the room to have a few minutes to get a grip and to be able to talk about school issues. Because he might have been a shy teenager but he was sure as hell not so shy anymore. And his mind was working through images of himself pressed against a wall while Adam was kissing and groping him&amp;hellip;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He shook his head again. He needed to calm down. Adam was now a parent and he should be able to handle this professionally. One more deep breath and he felt ready enough to face the world outside again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He came out in the room and tried very hard not to look at Adam the whole time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;How was it even possible that he was still so magical? He was cute as hell 20 years ago and now he was hot as hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy focused his eyes on one of the mothers to be able to get through the meeting. Finally his nerves were settling and he went over the ideas he had for the music class. Talking about music was always a good distraction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;An hour later he felt almost normal, maybe also because he avoided looking at Adam. The other parents left after taking their turns to talk to him personally for a few minutes. He was amazed that they didn&amp;rsquo;t have any problems with his look. He was not a typical teacher after all. But they were all very friendly and excited for the show they wanted to prepare together. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop himself from smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He was still smiling when Adam was standing in front of him. And they were alone. All his thoughts and feelings suddenly stopped and his body was only filled with burning desire. And that was so good and so, so bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew that he should say something. But his body didn&amp;rsquo;t function at all. All he wanted was to touch and kiss. He knew that this was wrong. They haven&amp;rsquo;t seen each other in nearly twenty years. Maybe Adam wasn&amp;rsquo;t a nice person now and maybe it was not such a good idea to have something with a parent while he was a teacher here. But all those thoughts went to hell the second Adam moved closer and cupped his face. His eyes mirrored all the feelings Tommy had. He was lost and he didn&amp;rsquo;t complain at all when Adam pulled him closer. And then they were kissing; hungry, wet and completely out of control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;After a few minutes Adam pulled away just enough to be able to talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tommy, maybe we should slow down&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; he managed to get out between kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy knew they should. There was not the place for this to go on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, we should. Just&amp;hellip; one more kiss&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was addicting to kiss Adam. They snapped out of the kiss when they heard a door being slammed somewhere down the hall. They were both breathing hard, eyes wide open. Tommy touched Adam&amp;rsquo;s cheek softly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Let&amp;#39;s get out of here.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam nodded, completely flustered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I live only five minutes from here. Can you follow me with your car?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam nodded again. Tommy made sure to turn off all lights and to lock the door. Adam was right beside him the whole time. They didn&amp;rsquo;t talk. There was just action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Then Tommy was in his car and Adam was driving behind him. And finally Tommy had some time on his own without the intoxicant presence of Adam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;What was he even thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He didn&amp;rsquo;t know Adam and yet he kissed him and he was about to get him in his apartment. That was so crazy and so good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;After all those years there was still this connection between them. They didn&amp;rsquo;t act on it then. There were many reasons. But Tommy could remember how it felt to touch Adam&amp;rsquo;s skin the evening he gave him the necklace. He could feel Adam trembling under the touch. The connection, the desire was there; just as powerful as he felt that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;But they should talk first, they should get to know each other, they should date. It could end so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy remembered how brokenhearted he was when he couldn&amp;rsquo;t get in contact with Adam. The number Adam gave him didn&amp;rsquo;t work when he tried to call a month after they parted. There was no other way to get a hold of Adam. The phone number was the last string between them and then it was broken. Even if it was just a crush, something that didn&amp;rsquo;t get him anywhere, his heart was really broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He kept looking for Adam over the years. He didn&amp;rsquo;t even admit it to himself, but every time he heard the name Adam his heart skipped a bit. It was stupid to hang on that first crush, he knew that. But he just wished he would know what it was to kiss Adam. Maybe then he would have been able to let it go all those years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy sighed. Now that he knew how it was to kiss Adam he knew that he would have been craving even more. Because he didn&amp;rsquo;t know how he would be able to let Adam go now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam was trying to calm down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;What did just happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He kissed a man in a classroom, in his daughter&amp;rsquo;s school! He kissed her teacher! He kissed her first crush!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He groaned. That was so out of touch, so not the reasonable Adam he was the last few years. And still, he wanted it so much. Just this one time he wanted to be Adam, a boy who wants to kiss and touch his first crush. He didn&amp;rsquo;t want to be sane tonight. He just wanted to get Tommy naked and get nasty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The small voice in the back of his mind, telling him that maybe that could be a mistake just needed to shut up. He wanted to take a risk and do what he wanted to do all those years ago when he was young and free. He could pretend for just one night that he was free and that life was easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He sighed. Tommy could easily turn into an addiction for him. The kisses were so amazing. He just wanted to kiss Tommy all night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy stopped his car in front of an apartment house. Adam parked behind him and took a deep breath before he climbed out of his car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy was standing there, waiting. And he was so hot; Adam had problems to even breathe. He walked closer and Tommy smiled. He didn&amp;rsquo;t even know how much he missed that smile.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Do you want a coffee?&amp;rdquo; Tommy smirked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Or do you need to go back home?&amp;rdquo; The smirk disappeared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;No, Sarah is staying with my mother tonight. I&amp;rsquo;m free.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy smiled again and walked over to the building and Adam was right behind him. Tonight he ignored the angel on his shoulder and high fived the devil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Or was it the other way around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He walked behind Tommy in the building and stepped with him in the elevator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;There were still freckles all over Adam&amp;rsquo;s face. He was fascinated by them then and he was still now. They seemed to cover Adam like glitter or small stars. He had to grin about how sappy he was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Tommy shook his head trying to clear his mind. He had to bite away laugh thinking about last night. After they stumbled into his apartment there were more kisses and hungry hands and then out of nowhere they were laughing like maniacs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;They ended up on Tommy&amp;rsquo;s bed and talked for hours, about everything and nothing. It seemed like they never did part. Like they were still the same boys they were all those years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Maybe they really were still like then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy smiled while he let his eyes wonder over Adam&amp;rsquo;s beautiful face. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t bring himself to think it might be creepy to watch Adam while he was asleep. There were a few lines on Adam&amp;rsquo;s face too, but they made him even more beautiful, more interesting. Tommy wanted to know who or what put which of them on Adam&amp;rsquo;s face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He was still smiling when he got up to make that coffee they talked about to have together last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;While the coffee was running through the machine Tommy tried to calm down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;It was crazy to think that this could be something he wanted, he needed, something he craved for years. But still it was like that: he was searching for Adam for years. He hoped even if his head told him to forget about that crush, to forget about Adam, that somewhere Adam was thinking about him too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;But what now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He never thought about what would happen when he would see Adam again. His thoughts always ending when they met again, just like in a romance movie. No one wants to see what it&amp;rsquo;s like after the couple gets together. No one wants to see the everyday life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;But Tommy wanted it. He was surprised that he was able to actually think about having that with Adam. But he needed to calm down before he&amp;#39;d get his hopes up. Still&amp;hellip;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;No he should stop imagine how it would be to have Adam every day in his bed, preferably naked. He really wanted to get Adam naked. No! He needed to get Adam naked. Just to see if there are parts of his body where he didn&amp;rsquo;t have any freckles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy decided that it was time to bring Adam some coffee. Just to see his eyes again, because beside the freckles those eyes had haunted him for years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Coffee&amp;hellip; He could smell coffee. But why did he smell coffee? Nobody has made him coffee for years. But yeah this was coffee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam moaned even before he opened his eyes. He heard a chuckle and his eyes flew open. Right in front of him was TJ, or better known as Tommy Joe Ratliff. And Tommy had a mug of coffee in his hand and it was obviously meant for Adam. Adam wanted to marry him right away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He took the mug and closed his eyes while he let the scent wake him up. Then he decided that maybe it would be easier to wake up when he&amp;rsquo;d drink some of that wonderful coffee. As soon as the coffee started to work he remembered falling asleep before anything happened between him and Tommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Oh, damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He growled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I fell asleep on you, didn&amp;rsquo;t I?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy chuckled again. &amp;ldquo;Yup, you did.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam covered his face in his hands and murmured an apology behind his fingers. Tommy took one of his hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey, we had a nice night talk last night. And who knows maybe it was better that way.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam smiled at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I still can&amp;rsquo;t believe that you&amp;#39;re you. I mean that you&amp;#39;re the teacher my daughter has been talking about for weeks. Ok, she stopped recently, because now she&amp;#39;s talking about Justin or Jason or Trevor, I don&amp;rsquo;t even know. Oh my, I probably shouldn&amp;rsquo;t tell you that. She&amp;#39;ll kill me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam put his face back in his hands and Tommy was laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I won&amp;rsquo;t tell her anything, I promise.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;They giggled both at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Suddenly there was silence between them and it started to get awkward. When Adam looked up, Tommy&amp;rsquo;s face was serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What is wrong?&amp;rdquo; Adam was curious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy shrugged and took a sip out of his cup. He sighed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I called you, you know. But the number didn&amp;rsquo;t work.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam was confused. &amp;ldquo;I gave you my number? I can&amp;rsquo;t remember. I was thinking about the reason why we didn&amp;rsquo;t exchange any contact possibilities. I gave you my number?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy nodded. He took another sip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, you gave me a piece of paper with your number and I promised you to call you when I would be back at home. So I tried it out a month later, after I finally got home. But it didn&amp;rsquo;t work.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy&amp;rsquo;s voice was suddenly small and shy. Adam was trying to think about what happened and then he finally remembered. Yeah, he came back from the camp to find out that his parents decided to get divorced and he moved to another house with his mother. They changed the phone number then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Fuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tommy, I&amp;rsquo;m sorry. My parents, they got divorced after I got back and then we moved and changed the number. It must have been right at that time.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam took Tommy&amp;rsquo;s hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry, Tommy. All the time we lost!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy shook his head. &amp;ldquo;It was a just unfortunate bit of circumstance, that&amp;rsquo;s all.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;They looked in each other eyes and put their foreheads together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I just should have given you my number. But I thought it was pointless since I was about to go to my grandparents and I didn&amp;rsquo;t know when I would be back at home.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy let his fingers trace over Adam&amp;rsquo;s face down to his lips. Adam could feel his heart in his throat. Tommy still had this effect on him. He wanted to melt into Tommy&amp;rsquo;s touch. But then a part of him remembered that unlike twenty years ago he had a kid now and he had to make sure she was fine. He pulled away from Tommy&amp;rsquo;s touch and took his hand to put a kiss in the palm. Tommy shivered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I need to make a call. Sarah is with my mother today, but I need to talk to her. Can you give me five minutes? I&amp;rsquo;ll be right back.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy nodded smiling at Adam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam got up and made the call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Morning, mom, is Sarah already up?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She was still sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Can you tell her I&amp;#39;ll come to get her tonight? Is that still ok with you?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;His mother agreed and Adam hung up. He walked to the bathroom to take a leak and to wash his face. He felt so surreal being here with Tommy. He wanted to stay and spend the day with Tommy. He hoped Tommy had time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;When he got back to Tommy&amp;rsquo;s bedroom, Tommy was sitting on his bed and waiting for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I have time until tonight, if you want&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Adam was getting nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy got up so he was kneeling on the bed in front of Adam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I want, whatever you want to give me, I want it.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He pulled Adam closer so he had no other choice than kneeling in front of Tommy on the bed. Tommy let his hands travel under Adam&amp;rsquo;s shirt, pulling it up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ve always had a weak spot for your freckles. I always wanted to know, if they are everywhere.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Adam snorted. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, they are everywhere.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy smirked. &amp;ldquo;I need to see.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He pulled Adam&amp;rsquo;s shirt over his head and exposed Adam&amp;rsquo;s freckly chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;When he looked back at Adam after throwing the shirt to the ground he had to smile. He held his hand out to trace over the necklace Adam was wearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You kept it?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam blushed when he realized he was still wearing Tommy&amp;rsquo;s necklace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Um&amp;hellip; I.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Tommy sat back and reached down under the bed. When he got up again he was holding a shirt in his hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;If it makes you feel better: I kept the shirt you gave me that summer. You remember it?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He straightened the shirt in front of Adam&amp;rsquo;s face. It was his old Queen-Shirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam had to laugh about that. Tommy put the shirt away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey at least I wasn&amp;rsquo;t wearing it. That would have been pathetic.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam laughed and Tommy added. &amp;ldquo;I would have but I didn&amp;rsquo;t want it to wash out.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He put his face in his hands and mumbled through his fingers. &amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t believe I actually told you that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam pulled Tommy&amp;rsquo;s hands away from his face and cupped his face in his palms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;How can you still be so magical?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;His thumbs stroked over Tommy&amp;rsquo;s lips and Tommy&amp;rsquo;s breath caught in his throat. Adam leaned down and kissed him gentle while his fingers traveled down Tommy&amp;rsquo;s back and drew him closer to Adam&amp;rsquo;s body. Tommy pulled away and panted against Adam&amp;rsquo;s lips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;God, I want you! So much!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy pushed Adam down on his back and climbed on top of him. He let his hands wander over Adam&amp;rsquo;s chest while his eyes were counting the freckles there. Adam sighed softly while he let his body burrow further into the mattress.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Tommy leaned down and let his tongue flick over Adam&amp;rsquo;s nipple. Adam grabbed Tommy&amp;rsquo;s ass and dug his fingers into the cheeks. This brought their cocks together and both hissed at the contact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy started to move his hips against Adam&amp;rsquo;s and Adam thrust up. They kept rubbing against each other until Tommy stilled. Adam looked up and whined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I need to feel skin, your skin. Please, Adam.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam nodded. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, let&amp;rsquo;s get naked.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Pants were pulled down quickly, underwear following in a rush. So quickly in fact it seemed as if they were charmed off until their naked groins were rubbing against each other. And that was so much better: hot, slick with pre-come and so, so good. They couldn&amp;rsquo;t seem to stop moving against each other and Adam parted Tommy&amp;rsquo;s cheeks with his hands and let his thumb stroke over Tommy&amp;rsquo;s hole. Then he put his thumb in Tommy&amp;rsquo;s mouth and let him suck on it. He put it back against Tommy&amp;rsquo;s hole and let the tip slide in while he was still thrusting against Tommy. It was all that Tommy needed and he was coming, spreading hot come over Adam&amp;rsquo;s cock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The friction become delicious for Adam and his cock was sliding through the mess they made. All it took to throw Adam over the edge was a soft touch of Tommy&amp;rsquo;s finger against his cock head. He came with a groan and let his head fall back against the pillows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Wow, I haven&amp;rsquo;t come like that since I was twenty or something.&amp;rdquo; Adam was laughing between harsh pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Tommy grinned and bit in Adam&amp;rsquo;s jaw. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, I guess we traveled back in time to have together what we missed then?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;They smiled at each other and shared lazy kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop grinning while he was on his way to get Sarah from his mother. It was like Tommy and he were never apart. Tommy was still totally easy to be around. Adam hoped they could see each other soon. They haven&amp;rsquo;t exactly talked about what would happen between them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam had to bite another smile away remembering how much fun he had just making out with Tommy. It was really like they were teenagers again, back on the dock at the lake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He got out of his car and rang the bell. His mother opened the door. She looked at him, smiled, looked away and then back at him with wide eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He was getting annoyed while she smirked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It just makes me smile to see you with a hickey. I don&amp;rsquo;t even remember when I saw something like that on you the last time.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Now it was his turn to look at her with wide eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, my! Where is it? I need to&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;But he was interrupted when Sarah came out to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dad, you won&amp;rsquo;t believe what happened. Claire, this stupid cow, she kissed Jason. I hate her! She was supposed to be my friend and she knew I liked him.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;And Adam was trying to think about the new names, because wasn&amp;rsquo;t Jessica Sarah&amp;rsquo;s best friend and who was Jason?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh my God! Dad, is this a hickey?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah moved closer to take a better look at Adam&amp;rsquo;s neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;It is! You have a hickey! I can&amp;rsquo;t believe that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She was laughing so hard right in his face and he wished she was still five years old. She looked up and down his neck as if she tried to find more hickeys and he felt himself blushing under her stare. That was so humiliating!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He looked over at his mother but judging on her expression she was not about to help him out here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dad, are you seeing someone? Who is it? Is he cute?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah jumped excited in front of him. He rolled his eyes and pushed past her to be able to close the door behind them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dad?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Fuck, she was really nosy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He closed his eyes and asked himself silently why she made him feel like a teenager again, like he did something wrong and had to apologize. That was crazy! When he looked at her again, she was standing in front of him, her arms crossed in front of her and her foot was tipping against the floor. Adam rolled his eyes at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I met someone. I just don&amp;rsquo;t know where this will end up, it&amp;rsquo;s kinda fresh now?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah nodded. &amp;ldquo;Do you like him? Is he cute?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam smiled at that. &amp;ldquo;Yes and yes. Very cute actually.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah giggled. &amp;ldquo;When will you introduce me to him?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam sighed. &amp;ldquo;Sarah, I don&amp;rsquo;t know.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Her expression changed and she was actually pouting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Please?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam sighed loudly. &amp;ldquo;When the time is right, I&amp;#39;ll bring him home, ok?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah nodded. &amp;ldquo;Okay, for now.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam sighed in relief and was about to walk to his mother&amp;rsquo;s kitchen when Sarah called him back. He turned around and she looked at him with a serious expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Just promise me to be safe. You know, use condoms.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam let his face fall in his hands, while his mother laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;How was this even his life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2013 08:59:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>FanFiction: Living a teenagedream Adam/Tommy 2/6</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Warning:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Minor character death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Category:&lt;/strong&gt;  M/M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Adam/Tommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; AU: Adam is father, his daughter Sarah is 12 and has her first crush. Her first crush reminds Adam of his first crush. Tommy is the one Adam had his crush on. But Tommy is also Sarah&amp;#39;s crush. What will happen when Adam and Tommy meet again? How will Sarah react?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beta: @valress &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can find the fic also here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/620455/chapters/1119584&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt; AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tommy closed the classroom behind him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who would have thought that Tommy Joe Ratliff would be a teacher one day?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He had to bite the smile away, which was about to spread across his face. Technically he was just the substitute for Megan since she was pregnant. Megan was a good friend of his. They were neighbors since he moved to LA. They became friends over their love for music. Megan asked him a while ago if he could replace her at school until she would get back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;First he just laughed it off, because seriously, he would have ever chosen him to be a teacher.&amp;nbsp; But after a while and after he visited some of the classes she was giving he accepted the challenge. The kids were really great, some of them were really talented. It was interesting to share his joy and love for music with those kids. They were open for it and didn&amp;rsquo;t ask for profit or anything out of making music besides having fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When he turned around there were two girls standing and watching him. They were both giggling when he smiled at them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Hey, what&amp;rsquo;s up with you two?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The bigger one, her name was Sarah, came closer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mr. Ratliff, I wanted to ask you something.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She was blushing and the color spreading over her cheeks reminded him of someone, but he couldn&amp;rsquo;t really say of whom.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sarah, you can ask me whatever you want. I don&amp;rsquo;t mind.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She looked over her shoulder back at her friend and moved closer to Tommy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I wanted to know if you play in a band, so we could maybe see you play somewhere?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now her blush was creeping down her neck. Tommy smiled at her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I am actually playing in a band. But we are not famous or something. And unfortunately we don&amp;rsquo;t have a lot of gigs. But I will let you know when there will be a gig you could come to.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sarah nodded happily. &amp;ldquo;That would be so cool. Thank you, Mr. Ratliff.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her eyes sparkled and he was amazed about the blue color they had. She giggled again while she went over to her friend and they both ran down the hallway. He smiled to himself when he grabbed his guitar. He shook his head and started to walk to his car. Somehow he couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop to think about the color of Sarah&amp;rsquo;s eyes. They reminded him of something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of someone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He had to grin at the memory of the boy he had a huge crush on all those years ago. It was for sure pure coincidence that Sarah had the same eyes as Adam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adam!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He could never forget about him. From time to time there was always something or someone reminding him of that summer, when everything seemed to be possible; the summer he lost a part of his heart to Adam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There was something about Sarah that was so similar to Adam. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop wondering what Adam would be like now and if he would even remember Tommy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He sighed at the memory of hundreds of freckles scattered all over Adam&amp;rsquo;s arms. He was the most beautiful boy Tommy had ever met. He lost the hope to ever see him again. But it was nice to remember Adam and the feelings he brought out in Tommy. Tommy was just sad they never acted on the feelings they both had for each other. The time wasn&amp;rsquo;t right then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When Tommy arrived at his home, he decided to visit Megan. She opened the door and immediately Tommy could feel the happiness she was feeling. She seemed to glow. He smiled at her when she invited him inside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;How are my kids?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tommy had to laugh at that. &amp;ldquo;They are good, amazing actually. They keep asking me about you and the baby.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She smiled back at him and stroked over her belly. &amp;ldquo;I miss them, you know?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tommy nodded. &amp;ldquo;I can imagine that. I will miss them too, once I will leave them again.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She offered him something to drink and when they sat down on her balcony, she smirked at him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; Tommy laughed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I bet the girls are all crushing hard on you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tommy snorted at her. &amp;ldquo;Maybe.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Megan squeezed his shoulder. &amp;ldquo;I would have, if you were my teacher when I was in school.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They laughed about that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Megan looked at Tommy. &amp;ldquo;I hope you don&amp;rsquo;t mind them?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tommy shook his head. &amp;ldquo;Nah, it&amp;rsquo;s ok. I mean some of them are really obvious, but not annoying or anything. And a crush is something innocent and cute. I can live with that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Megan giggled at that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;When will Sam be back?&amp;rdquo; Tommy changed the subject asking for Megan&amp;rsquo;s husband.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;He hopes he&amp;#39;ll be back on Friday, but who knows if it will work out. But he will be back for good long before baby boy will be born.&amp;rdquo; She leaned her head back against the chair.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tired?&amp;rdquo; Tommy asked her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Always tired.&amp;rdquo; She smiled. &amp;ldquo;I guess Mother Nature is preparing me for the time when the little man will keep me up all night.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tommy got up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;#39;ll leave you alone now. I have to get some groceries, you need something?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her smile was grateful. &amp;ldquo;It would be really nice if you could get me some milk and bread.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tommy nodded at left a kiss on her forehead before he walked inside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;#39;ll see you later then?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She nodded. &amp;ldquo;Just ring the bell, so I&amp;#39;ll eventually wake up.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He gave her one last wave and was out the door.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_______&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adam took a sip out of his glass and looked over to the pool where Sarah and Riff were splashing around.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Riff was now almost 8 years old now. He shook his head at the memory of holding him in his arms as a baby. It seemed like it was just yesterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He turned his head towards the house to see Scarlett and Danielle coming out of the living room. They were both laughing about something. As soon as they sat down next to Adam he asked what was that funny.&amp;nbsp; Scarlett turned towards the pool and she lowered her voice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;We were just talking about my first crush. I&amp;rsquo;m glad it was not my last. That guy was such an idiot and I was looking at him like he was made of gold or something.&amp;rdquo; She smiled dreamily towards the sky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Even if he was an idiot it was so nice having a crush, so exciting.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adam smiled at that. &amp;ldquo;I know what you mean. The whole thing reminded me of my first crush too.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Danielle looked over to him with a small frown. &amp;ldquo;Yeah I remember it too. His name was CJ or BJ and he had the most beautiful eyes in the world.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adam was laughing while he flipped her off. &amp;ldquo;His name was TJ.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He turned his face towards the sun and smiled. &amp;ldquo;And he really did have the most beautiful eyes in the world.&amp;rdquo; He sighed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When he looked back at Danielle her frown was growing and she reached out and before he could do anything about it she was holding the necklace with the guitar pick in her hands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Wow, you kept the necklace. You are such a sap, Adam.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He snatched the necklace out of her hand and started to pout.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I totally forgot about that necklace and found it accidentally while I was cleaning out my closet.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Danielle grinned at that. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, keep telling yourself that. Your daughter&amp;rsquo;s crush reminded you of TJ and old romantic fool as you are, you went straight back to that summer.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adam had to laugh about that. She knew him so well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, maybe. Life was so much easier then. I don&amp;rsquo;t even remember the last time a guy made my heart flutter. It&amp;rsquo;s all just about sex for me the last years. I guess I miss him.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Danielle almost choked on her drink. Scarlett turned her face towards Adam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;You can&amp;rsquo;t be serious. I mean you haven&amp;rsquo;t seen him for what? 20 years?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He nodded.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;You can&amp;rsquo;t impossibly miss him. He probably is an asshole now and forgot about you years ago.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adam smiled a little at that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t mean I miss him literally. I miss the way he made me feel, you know?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Scarlett and Danielle were watching him with a smirk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He rolled his eyes: &amp;ldquo;No, not like that! He made me feel like everything was possible, like I could rule the world.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He took the last sip out of his glass and turned his face towards the playing kids again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I guess her crush reminded me that maybe I should find someone who makes me feel like that again. I&amp;rsquo;d like that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;----&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Two weeks later Sarah told Adam that the annual school festival was coming up soon. Her music teacher, Mr. Ratliff, wanted to meet the parents to talk about some plans for that because he needed some help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Is Mr. Ratliff the teacher you know, you think is cute?&amp;rdquo; Adam wanted to show some interest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sarah looked at him and rolled her eyes and walked out of the kitchen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;That was odd.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He wondered if he should walk after her, but then really loud and really bad music came out of her room. And yeah she slammed the door closed. This was clearly not an invitation to join her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He sighed and decided to give her some space before he would talk to her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He prepared some dinner for them and called for her. When she didn&amp;rsquo;t come or even answer the next five minutes, he resumed that she didn&amp;rsquo;t hear him over the loud music. He walked over to her room and knocked.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She turned the music down and opened the door. And wow he was taken aback because her expression was really annoyed. He cleared his throat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dinner is ready.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wow his voice was shaky. He just couldn&amp;rsquo;t deal with her being pissed at him. She actually rolled her eyes &amp;ndash; again &amp;ndash; and started walking towards the kitchen. He was standing in the hall looking after her for a while thinking where his sweet little daughter disappeared and where this annoyed thing came from. Then he followed her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He put the plates with the pasta on the table and she started to pick at her food.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Will you tell me, what happened?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She looked up at him and there was that annoyed expression again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What was he doing wrong?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; She shrugged her shoulders. &amp;ldquo;I already told you that.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did she? But when?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He looked down on his plate while he tried to remember a conversation about anything important the last days.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry, but I don&amp;rsquo;t know what you are talking about.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now she looked really angry. She got up, took her plate and with one last glare at him she left the room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What was that about?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Obviously he was supposed to know what happened and what pissed her off. She probably told him while he was doing something and he wasn&amp;#39;t paying attention. He felt like a really bad father.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He thought about asking his mother if she knew something, but then decided that he deserved to crawl to Sarah&amp;rsquo;s feet to find out by himself. While he walked over to her room he was wondering why he felt like he was the teenager here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He knocked at the door and she answered in an annoyed voice that he could come in. Her back was turned to him when he got in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Sarah, I&amp;rsquo;m sorry I didn&amp;rsquo;t listen to you. I know that is not an excuse at all but I&amp;rsquo;m really busy right now and I have so many thoughts going around in my head. I didn&amp;rsquo;t mean to hurt you. I&amp;rsquo;m really sorry honey.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She turned around then. Some of the anger was already fading away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dad, I hate when I&amp;rsquo;m telling you something and you don&amp;rsquo;t listen to me.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adam sighed at that. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;#39;ll try to make it better, I promise.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He reached out to take her hand. &amp;ldquo;Want you to tell me, what happened?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She gave him a stern look, before a small smile crept up her face. It was a start.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He sat down on her bed and pulled her with him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Did something happen with Mr. Ratliff?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She turned her face towards him with an expression of horror.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;No! Dad he is too old for me! He is almost 40! That is really old. He is cute and stuff for his age, but still&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; she was shaking her head.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So obviously the first crush was over. But before he could enjoy the relief he felt about that, she looked a bit sheepish at him and told him: &amp;ldquo;You know, I think Josh is the one who is really cute.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And just like that the crush on Mr. Ratliff was over. And Adam had to force himself to listen to his daughter while she was describing Josh. Then she told him how Jessica told her what Josh told Rob and Rob told Howie and Howie told Becky and so on and on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After an hour he was really exhausted and happy that he could tell her it was time to go to bed. Later when he was lying in his bed he thought that only the first crush was adorable. Everything after that was just horrible!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The next week until he had to go to school to meet Mr. Ratliff he had to listen to even more teenage talk. Two days after their talk Josh was an idiot. She moved on to Brandon or Jason or Trevor. He lost the track of the names. But he kept his promise and listened to her stories about who told whom that she or he was cute or stupid or boring or ugly or whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He tried to remember what teenage life was like when he was young. But he couldn&amp;rsquo;t compare at all. He was a boy and he was not really comfortable enough with himself to even let himself fall for anyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not until he met TJ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He could still remember the moment he first saw him. His own bus arrived at the camp earlier as TJ&amp;rsquo;s. He was about to find the cabin he was supposed to stay in, as TJ came down the stairs of his bus. Adam didn&amp;rsquo;t know shit about his type then, but now that he remembered TJ he knew that all the men after him got his looks: blond hair, high cheekbones, fragile face structures, pouty lips and big brown eyes. He was a goner for TJ even before he knew his name.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TJ was a really laidback guy. They were in the same cabin together with 3 or 4 guys, Adam couldn&amp;rsquo;t really remember. But it was mostly TJ and him spending time together. Over three weeks they spent almost every minute with each other. Adam was falling fast and he didn&amp;rsquo;t even realize it. It was the first time, how was he supposed to know. Far too soon they had to say goodbye and all what was left behind was that necklace, the tape and a blurry picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And some promises that never came true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He didn&amp;rsquo;t remember how it happened but somehow they didn&amp;rsquo;t exchange addresses or numbers. It just happened somehow. Funny thing was that he was thinking back at the time with TJ over the years but not that much as he did now. Now he wished he knew the real name so maybe he could find TJ.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jan 2013 08:48:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>FanFiction: Living a teenage dream Adam/Tommy 1/6</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Warning:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Minor character death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Category:&lt;/strong&gt; M/M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pairing:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;Adam/Tommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summary:&lt;/strong&gt; AU: Adam is father, his daughter Sarah is 12 and has her first crush. Her first crush reminds Adam of his first crush. Tommy is the one Adam had his crush on. But Tommy is also Sarah&amp;#39;s crush. What will happen when Adam and Tommy meet again? How will Sarah react?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beta: @valress &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can find the fic also here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/620455/chapters/1119584&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt; AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Dad, are you even listening to me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sarah snipped with her fingers in front of his face, her eyes full of curiosity. Damn, he had so much things going around in his head now; he just shut down as she started to talk about her friends and school stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Of course I was listening, doll.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She crossed her arms in front of her chest and gave him the best pout a twelve year old girl could make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Really, I was. You talked about that shirt Jessica was wearing today and then you talked about&amp;hellip;&amp;ldquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He started to dig deeper in his memory, hoping his brain memorized something even if he wasn&amp;rsquo;t actually listening. Wait, there was something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You talked about someone being cute.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She gave him a smirk and waited until what she said sunk in. She didn&amp;rsquo;t have to wait long before his eyes went wide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You think your teacher is cute,&amp;rdquo; he asked with a voice full of concern.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She giggled and clapped her small hand over her mouth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Yes, he is.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She was still giggling when she left the kitchen and ran upstairs to her room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Wow, that was&amp;hellip;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam sat down on the couch and sighed deeply. He was so not ready for that. Since when did she even think about men as cute? When did this happen? Last he remembered was that boys are all stupid because they didn&amp;rsquo;t want to let her play with them. This was not that long ago, was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He let his face fall in his hands. He felt tired and exhausted. All those years he was able to handle her but this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She&amp;#39;s too young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He sat upright and thought that he could just forbid her to even look at boys. After all he was her father; he could so forbid her all this stupid things like crushing on someone or dating someone.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;He had to snort at the thought. Yeah like this was even an opportunity. He was so in trouble. It seemed like it was just yesterday when he had to change her diapers and now he was a girl who was thinking her teacher was cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The next thought was a strange one, because he went over all those teachers in her classes. Most of them were women. And there was Mr. Jones but he was an old guy with gray hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Lord, please don&amp;rsquo;t let her think he is cute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;What should he do? He had to call someone to clear this up. The first person who came to his mind was his mother. Sarah spent the last two weeks with her while Adam was traveling&lt;span style=&quot;color:#5E11A6&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;for his company. He picked up the phone and dialed her number. Out of the room of his daughter he could hear some boy band blurting nonsense out of the speakers. He rolled his eyes. Now she was also listening to boys singing about love and touching and whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;What happened to Hannah Montana or all those Disney music CDs? Why didn&amp;rsquo;t he see this coming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Finally Leila picked up and was laughing out loud when he started to bitch about how his daughter was now a young lady and he had to lock her away in a tower to keep her safe. And how all the men out there were monsters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Is it about the teacher&amp;rdquo;, her mother asked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;You know about him&lt;span style=&quot;color:#5E11A6&quot;&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&amp;rdquo; Adam was really surprised to hear that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;She mentioned him last week when she was here. Please don&amp;rsquo;t tell her I told you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam sighed. &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t remember her having a new teacher and she&amp;#39;s hopefully not into Mr. Jones, is she?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Leila had to laugh about that. &amp;ldquo;Darling, you were really busy the last few weeks. You might have missed the fact that Mrs. Johansson is having a baby soon. So the school had to hire a new music teacher to replace her while she is staying at home with the baby. Unfortunately for you, the replacement happens to be a young guy. And obviously he&amp;#39;s cute.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam growled at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Mom, please stop talking about cute teachers. I&amp;rsquo;m so not ready for that&amp;rdquo;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Leila laughed again. &amp;ldquo;Honey, get over yourself. It&amp;rsquo;s just a little crush.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam pouted even if she couldn&amp;rsquo;t see him. &amp;ldquo;But she is my little girl&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He was whining while his mother was laughing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;What do I do now?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Just talk to her, if she wants. Show some interest.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She was right he just should show some interest and hope the crush would go away soon. He was so not ready for a heartbroken daughter! Why couldn&amp;rsquo;t she just stay a little girl with a ponytail playing with&lt;span style=&quot;color:#5E11A6&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Barbie&amp;#39;s or whatever?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Why did she have to do this to him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He hung up&lt;span style=&quot;color:#5E11A6&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with his mother and took some deep breaths while he was walking toward Sarah&amp;#39;s room. The music was still loud but now there was a ballad on and Adam almost choked over the cheesy words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Were boy bands always that way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The door was open and he could see her laying on her bed and writing something in a small book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Did she write in a diary now? This day was about to kill him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;All of the sudden he felt like an intruder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Should he knock? But she didn&amp;rsquo;t close the door&amp;hellip;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He decided to stay in the threshold and knock even if the door was open. She looked back over her shoulder and he could see her closing the book and putting it under her pillow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Yep, a dairy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She smiled shyly and got up to turn the music down. Then she sat down in her chair and looked at her hands. And just like that she was his little girl again and he was in full daddy mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Can I come in,&amp;rdquo; he asked her quietly.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She looked up with her big brown eyes and shrugged. &amp;ldquo;Sure, why not.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He walked in and sat down on her bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Do you want to talk about it,&amp;rdquo; he asked while a part of him hoped that she didn&amp;rsquo;t want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;But of course she ignored his silent plea and nodded while a blush covered her cheeks. When she reminded quiet, he knew he had to lead the conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;So, you like your teacher,&amp;rdquo; he asked and her blush turned deep red almost making the freckles invisible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He took a deep breath. &amp;ldquo;Please tell me about him.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He looked at her while she was playing with her fingers. When she looked up her eyes were clouded with something he never saw there before. When she started to talk he recognized that look. It was pure admiration. &amp;ldquo;He&amp;#39;s so cool, Dad. He&amp;#39;s not a real teacher, he&amp;#39;s a musician. And he wears black nail polish. Isn&amp;rsquo;t that cool? And his eyes are so beautiful...&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;She looked up to the ceiling with a soft, dreamy expression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Damn, he really was not ready for this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Luckily the phone started to ring and he had to take the call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Saved by the phone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He gave her a kiss on her cheek and promised to talk later and walked out to take to call. After the call there was no time left to continue the talk because Sarah had to see her best friend Jessica right now and she was sorry but that couldn&amp;rsquo;t wait at all. Adam couldn&amp;rsquo;t help himself when a feeling of relief washed over him. He needed some more advice before the talk could continue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He wished Kimberly was here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;That was not how they planned it to be. He never wanted to be a single parent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Things were planned out with Kimberly when they decided to have a baby together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam always wanted to be a father. He imagined having a partner who he&amp;rsquo;d love, marry and then they&amp;rsquo;ll have kids together. But after years of bad dating and even worse relationships he was almost giving up the idea of a family. Then one day he was talking with his friend Kimberly and somehow they found out that they were both tired of dating and wanted a family. The time was right for both of them and they started to talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;As a gay man Adam never saw a real possibility to have a kid of his own. He had planned to adopt. Kimberly on the other hand wanted to have a kid but she didn&amp;rsquo;t want a relationship. She was just tired of that. She didn&amp;rsquo;t have any family after her parents died a few years ago, and she wanted to be part of a family again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Maybe it was kind of selfish of them to start planning having a kid together. But on the other side most parents get kids because they want to have them and that is actually some kind of selfish. So after long talks with Kimberly the plan was made. They even decided to get married before the child was even created, just to have Adam as absolutely legal parent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The ceremony was a small one, just a few friends and family at the city hall and a small lunch afterward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;They decided early that there was no way they would try to get Kimberly pregnant in the usual way. Adam wouldn&amp;#39;t have been able to sleep with her. She was attractive and he was always curious what sex with a woman would be like. But the chance that they had to do it just once and be successful was not really big. So they decided to try invitro-fertilization baby. It would still be their baby. Adam was on Kimberly&amp;rsquo;s side the whole time and after eight months of treatments they were finally pregnant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The whole pregnancy was pretty easy. Adam took his time to go to every appointment, he was excited to see his baby growing bigger and bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;They were both excited. They made plans for future and bought a house together. Everything was perfect, maybe too perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;The perfection and the happiness came to a sudden end when Kimberly died after the birth. Everything was going good until the point where the baby&amp;#39;s heartbeat started slowing down. The doctors decided for the health of the baby and Kimberly they needed to hurry and get the baby out. Everything happened so fast and just one hour later they were parents of a beautiful daughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam was happy. He was holding their daughter in his arms while Kimberly fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;After a while Sarah started to cry because she got hungry, so Adam tried to wake Kimberly up. But she didn&amp;rsquo;t react. The doctors tried everything to save her but it was too late. She died only four hours after Sarah was born. Later they found out she had a strong allergic reaction to the anesthetics. Something like that could happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;It was just bad luck that left Sarah without a mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;At first Adam didn&amp;rsquo;t know if he would be able to manage it on his own. But he had a lot of help from his family and friends. His heart was broken over the fact that his daughter never met her mother. He knew Kimberly would love to see Sarah grow up. It was not fair. But life was sometimes just cruel. And Adam didn&amp;rsquo;t have much time to be angry and bitter. He had to take care of his daughter and he had to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He didn&amp;rsquo;t have a real private life anymore. It was all about Sarah in almost every free minute he had. He was too afraid to have a relationship being a parent, so he just had one night stands over the years, nothing serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He didn&amp;rsquo;t miss anything, not really. So it was kind of a surprise for him that he found himself thinking about his first crush all those years ago. He realized he missed having a crush. This nice feeling when nothing serious is between two people yet, just pure adoration. There is no rush to do anything and you don&amp;rsquo;t even know if you want it to go somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Sometimes it&amp;rsquo;s just a crush and it fades away. But while it lasts it is so good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam missed that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He found himself standing beside Sarah&amp;rsquo;s bed in the middle of the night. She fell asleep with lights on. Her book was lying on her chest. He had to sigh because it was some silly romantic novel. But then he had to smile. She had her first crush, which was nice. It wouldn&amp;rsquo;t lead to anything at all. The first crush wasn&amp;rsquo;t meant to become something serious. It was just some training for the heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He smiled while he took the book from her hands and put a bookmark in it. He put it on the nightstand beside her bed and watched her face for a while. He could see some of himself on her face and also a lot of her mother. She was beautiful and it was still amazed him that she was a part of him. He pulled the blanket over her and turned out the lights before he left the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He walked down the stairway when the name of his first crush suddenly came to his mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;mso-bidi-font-style:normal&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;TJ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He smiled at the memory of him. He was the first boy who managed to take his breath away. He was still smiling while he started to clean up the kitchen. Between cleaning the table and washing the last glasses he tried to remember the last name or even the meaning behind the two letters. But all what his mind came up was TJ and the most beautiful brown eyes he had ever seen in his whole life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Finally he turned out the lights and left his kitchen. He made sure the front door was closed and turned out the lights in the hall before heading upstairs to his bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He let his clothes fall down on the floor without a care where they actually landed. His head was still wrapped around TJ. And the real memories started to form in his head when he let water run down his body. His hands were washing his body automatically while his mind drifted back to the camp where he spent his summer when he was 17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He could almost smell the bonfire. He watched the flames lighten up TJ&amp;rsquo;s face while his fingers were plugging the guitar strings. His fingers were long and strong and Adam could feel the desire again to let TJ touch him. The camp kids were sitting around the bonfire and their faces were glowing while they were singing to the sound of the guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam snapped out of the memories when the water started to get cold. He climbed out of the shower, dried up and pulled some pajamas on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He was about to lie down in his bed when he remembered something. He walked over to his wardrobe and turned the small lamp inside it on. He had to rummage for a few minutes before he finally found a small package at the back of the wardrobe. He turned the light off again and walked over to sit down on his bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He opened the small box.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;It was like a journey back in time. He was 17 again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;There were some emblems he got for doing some challenges in the camp. Then there was a tape with songs they were listening to at that time. Adam was out of sudden sad that he didn&amp;rsquo;t have a cassette player to listen to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;There was also a necklace he forgot about. That one TJ gave to him the evening after the bonfire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;That necklace with the guitar pick that TJ was using to play his guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Suddenly he could feel TJ&amp;rsquo;s fingers on his neck while he was putting the necklace in place, and just like all those years ago, goose bumps started forming down his spine. It was the most erotic moment in his life till then. TJ ran his calloused fingertips over the necklace and over Adam&amp;rsquo;s skin underneath. Then his breath was ghosting over Adam&amp;rsquo;s neck like he wanted to leave a kiss there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He never did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Adam shook his head after a while and put the necklace beside him on the bed. He wouldn&amp;rsquo;t put it on. That would be kind of strange.&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Almost 20 years have gone by since TJ gave him the necklace. He is over that crush. Wearing the necklace would be pointless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;Finally he took the last thing out of the box. It was a picture of him and TJ. It was small and a little blurred. But it made his memory so real and it hit him right in his gut to see those eyes again. He fell backwards on the bed and held the picture over his head. He let his eyes wander over TJ&amp;rsquo;s face. His lips were curled in a small smile, that one he was only using for Adam. At least that was what Adam thought then. He had to laugh about that now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;After a while he sat up again. He put all the things back in the box, including the picture and the necklace. He walked over to the wardrobe in the attempt to put it back into the back of it. But then he opened the box again and took necklace and picture out of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He was shaking his head over his own actions but it felt nice to remember how easy and happy he felt that summer all those years ago. Besides: he could have the picture and the necklace in his nightstand to take them out when he wanted. It was his bedroom and his rules.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;He put the box in the wardrobe and walked back to his bed. He climbed under the sheets and put the picture and the necklace on his nightstand before he turned out the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;After a few minutes he turned the light on again and put the necklace on. As the guitar pick touched his skin he could feel TJ&amp;rsquo;s words whispered against his neck again:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;I will find you again, I promise&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <title>TJRBB: Find me somebody to love - Masterpost</title>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Find me somebody to love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Writer:&lt;/b&gt; glitterwriter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;valress&quot; lj:user=&quot;valress&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://valress.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://valress.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;valress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; about 10.000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Type:&lt;/b&gt; Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; NC17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color:black&quot;&gt;Characters/Pairings: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;Tommy/OMC, Adam/Sauli, Adam/Tommy only friendship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings: &lt;/b&gt;M/M, some angst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; slightly AU. Tommy is bi and doesn&amp;rsquo;t have much luck with girls. After another breakup he is thinking about trying a relationship with a man. And Nate seems to be perfect. He is hot and interesting. Tommy would like to get to know him better. But Adam is not happy about that. He tries to stop Tommy from dating Nate while Sauli is playing matchmaker for all of them. In the end Adam and Sauli get a great wedding, but what will Tommy get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt; it&amp;#39;s just my imagination, I don&amp;#39;t own the guys and I don&amp;rsquo;t know them ;-) But I own the story. Don&amp;rsquo;t tweet this to any of the persons I am just borrowing here. And I don&amp;rsquo;t know the places I am writing about, don&amp;rsquo;t judge me. This is written for the TJRBB and only for fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;Thanks to &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;valress&quot; lj:user=&quot;valress&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://valress.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://valress.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;valress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for beta. It was so amazing to work with you on this fic and to get in touch with you. I really enjoyed it. And you made my silly little story shiny! &amp;lt;3 And of course: Any reminding mistakes are all mine! &lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;valress&quot; lj:user=&quot;valress&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://valress.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://valress.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;valress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; also made a mix for my fic, please listen to it, it&amp;rsquo;s so fitting in the fic. I am so happy!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;Thanks to my pre-reader &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;lovenhardt1&quot; lj:user=&quot;lovenhardt1&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lovenhardt1.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lovenhardt1.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;lovenhardt1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I owe you so much! You saved the story. Thank you for your honesty and your support. I love you BB! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;A special thank you goes to my lovely friend &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;moodwriter&quot; lj:user=&quot;moodwriter&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://moodwriter.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://moodwriter.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;moodwriter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. She showed me some Finnish dishes and gave me the links for the pictures I was using here. Thank you BB, &amp;lt;3 for more look at the end of fic :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big THANK YOU to the mods of this BB. You guys rule! I got so much help from you. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;And finally of course thanks to Mr. Tommy Joe Ratliff for being so inspiring and so easy to write! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/pics/catalog/270/1209&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Front Cover&quot; height=&quot;465&quot; src=&quot;https://ic.pics.livejournal.com/glitterwriter/34309770/1209/1209_original.jpg&quot; title=&quot;Front Cover&quot; width=&quot;547&quot; fetchpriority=&quot;high&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:xx-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/19769.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Part I&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/19986.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Part II &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/20387.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Part III &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/20733.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Part IV &lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/20929.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Part V &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fic on &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/533951&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt; AO3 &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:xx-large;&quot;&gt;Mix:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://8tracks.com/valress/find-me-somebody-to-love&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Streaming&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.mediafire.com/?uhtc1pdmdmvfygg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;Mediafire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:xx-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/pics/catalog/270/1345&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;Back cover&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://ic.pics.livejournal.com/glitterwriter/34309770/1345/1345_600.jpg&quot; title=&quot;Back cover&quot; width=&quot;600&quot; loading=&quot;lazy&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:xx-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2012 15:14:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>TJRBB: Human Touch - Masterpost</title>
  <author>glitterwriter</author>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Title:&lt;/b&gt; Human Touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Writer:&lt;/b&gt; glitterwriter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beta:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;valress&quot; lj:user=&quot;valress&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://valress.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://valress.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;valress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word Count:&lt;/b&gt; about 7300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Type:&lt;/b&gt; Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating:&lt;/b&gt; NC17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Characters/Pairings:&lt;/b&gt; Tommy/Mario Gomez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Warnings:&lt;/b&gt; M/M, slight leather jacket kink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Summary:&lt;/b&gt; AU. Tommy was living for 2 years in Munich, but after a breakup he is moving back to LA. He has his last gig with his German band. Mario is attending that gig. He is gay, but he is not open about it, because he is afraid to lose his career. When he meets Tommy he is desperate and lonely. All he wants is to have an amazing night together and then go back to his life. It just fits that Tommy will leave Munich the next day. It&amp;rsquo;s just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;the perfect one night stand as it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt; it&amp;#39;s just my imagination, I don&amp;#39;t own the guys and I don&amp;rsquo;t know them ;-) But I own the story. Don&amp;rsquo;t tweet this to any of the persons I am just borrowing here. And I don&amp;rsquo;t know the places I am writing about, don&amp;rsquo;t judge me. This is written for the TJRBB and only for fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:larger;&quot;&gt;A/N:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;Written for &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;maggy_97&quot; lj:user=&quot;maggy_97&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://maggy-97.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://maggy-97.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;maggy_97&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://tjrbigbang.livejournal.com/1871.html?thread=6479#t6479&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; here is the bunny she wrote.&lt;/a&gt; Thank you! &lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt; I hope you like it! &amp;lt;3 If you follow the link you can see some very nice pictures and gifs from Mario. She is also introducing Mario for those of you who don&amp;rsquo;t know him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;Thanks to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;valress&quot; lj:user=&quot;valress&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://valress.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://valress.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;valress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for beta. It was so amazing to work with you and to get in touch with you. I really enjoyed it. And you made my silly little story shiny! &amp;lt;3 And of course: Any reminding mistakes are all mine! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;Thanks to my pre-readers &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;lovenhardt1&quot; lj:user=&quot;lovenhardt1&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lovenhardt1.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://lovenhardt1.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;lovenhardt1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;saar_fantasy&quot; lj:user=&quot;saar_fantasy&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://saar-fantasy.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://saar-fantasy.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;saar_fantasy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;hellip; Your opinions helped me get over my stupid insecurities. &amp;lt;3 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;A huge, huge thank you to my amazing artist &lt;span  class=&quot;ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     &quot;  data-ljuser=&quot;adobejunkie&quot; lj:user=&quot;adobejunkie&quot; &gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://adobejunkie.livejournal.com/profile/&quot;  target=&quot;_self&quot;  class=&quot;i-ljuser-profile&quot; &gt;&lt;img  class=&quot;i-ljuser-userhead&quot;  src=&quot;https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=923.1&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://adobejunkie.livejournal.com/&quot; class=&quot;i-ljuser-username&quot;   target=&quot;_self&quot;   &gt;&lt;b&gt;adobejunkie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I really love your art for my fic! &amp;lt;3 Please go and leave some love on her journal.&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://adobejunkie.livejournal.com/11947.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Artwork &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;A big THANK YOU to the mods of this BB. You guys rule! I got so much help from you. &amp;lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;And finally of course thanks to Mr. Tommy Joe Ratliff for being so inspiring and so easy to write! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:xx-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-US&quot; style=&quot;line-height: 150%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; color: black;&quot;&gt;Human Touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/pics/catalog/270/274&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;TM&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; src=&quot;https://ic.pics.livejournal.com/glitterwriter/34309770/274/274_900.png&quot; title=&quot;TM&quot; width=&quot;600&quot; fetchpriority=&quot;high&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/17989.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Part I&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/18198.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Part II&amp;nbsp; &lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/18854.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Part III &lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/18606.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Part IV &lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/19036.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Part V &lt;/a&gt;; &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/19249.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Part VI &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/19482.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Epilogue &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/530137&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;AO3&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last A/N: When I read the bunny I had that song from Bruce Springsteen in my head &amp;quot;Human Touch&amp;quot;. It fits so well with his lyrics. I wanted to put all the lyrics in the fic, but LJ made me some trouble. So after trying over and over again to fix it, I just leave it the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don&amp;#39;t know the song, here is a &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P1Pq-rTylTw&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt; live version&lt;/a&gt; I liked.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2012 17:40:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I need a beta for TJRBB!</title>
  <author>glitterwriter</author>
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  <description>Hello guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to write for the &lt;a href=&quot;http://tjrbigbang.livejournal.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;TJR Big Bang&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;https://i1011.photobucket.com/albums/af239/qafmaniac2/TJR%20BigBang%20layout/TJRBigBangbanner.jpg&quot; fetchpriority=&quot;high&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write two stories at this one: Tommy/OMC the other Tommy/Mario Gomez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And: I need a beta&lt;/b&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you are willing and able to help me out or you know someone who could, please contect me here or via glitterwriter@email.de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs und thank you!</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">Queen</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2011 15:05:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fanfic: Vanilla or chocolate?</title>
  <author>glitterwriter</author>
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  <description>&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:xx-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Vanilla or chocolate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Type:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt; Romance, established relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Rating:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt; NC-13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Pairing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt; Adam/Tommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt; ca. 1000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Warnings:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt; the only one: it is really corny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt; it&amp;#39;s just my imagination, I don&amp;#39;t own the guys, even if I really would like to ;-) But I own the story. Don&amp;rsquo;t&lt;br /&gt;tweet this to any of the persons I am just borrowing here. And I don&amp;rsquo;t know the places I am writing about, don&amp;rsquo;t judge me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt; Tommy likes to tease Adam about being vanilla. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was inspired by my husband. He said today something about food kinks. And this is what I made out of it :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Hey, stay, I didn&amp;#39;t mean it like that!&amp;quot; Tommy couldn&amp;#39;t keep the smirk out of his face as he tried to catch Adams hand. But Adam was already jumping out of bed. He was pretty nice to look at, all naked and freckly. But what Tommy didn&amp;#39;t like about the sight was that Adam was about to leave the bedroom. And this was Tommys fault. So he jumped up and tried to catch him. He got him right at the door. &amp;quot;Adam, stop! Baby, look at me!&amp;quot; Adam turned slightly around and rolled his eyes at Tommy. &amp;quot;What? Do you want to tell me now how boring our sexlife is?&amp;quot; Tommy pulled him closer. &amp;quot;Hey, I don&amp;#39;t think that at all. I was just making some fun.&amp;quot; Adam snorted. &amp;quot;Fun? It is not funny, when you are laughing at me when we are in bed.&amp;quot; He started to pout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I just said that some fans would be really disappointed when they knew how normal our sexlife is. It doesn&amp;#39;t mean that I think it&amp;#39;s boring. I am really happy how things work between us. Don&amp;#39;t look like that, I really am.&amp;quot; Tommy stroked over Adams face and kissed gently his lips. Adam rolled his eyes. &amp;quot;But it seems like... I don&amp;#39;t know... like we should do something kinky.&amp;quot; Tommy couldn&amp;#39;t stop himself from laughing. Adam backed out of his arms. &amp;quot;See, you are again laughing about me. I hate you! I hate you so hard. And I will show you that I can do kinky.&amp;quot; He turned around and hurried out of the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy had to bite his laugh away before he let his head fall back with a sigh. &amp;quot;Adam, baby, don&amp;#39;t be silly.&amp;quot; He walked out in the hall. He looked around, but Adam was nowhere to see. &amp;quot;Adam?&amp;quot; He started to walk towards the stairs. Then he could hear Adam in the kitchen. He walked downstairs. When he got in the kitchen his dick jumped at the sight in front of him. Adam was bent in front of the fridge clearly searching for something inside. Tommy let his eyes wander over Adams round ass and his long legs. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t know why it should be kinky to stand in front of the fridge, but I really enjoy the view.&amp;quot; Adam turned around and sighed. &amp;quot;I try to find something&amp;nbsp; I could smear over your dick and then... you know lick it off. And don&amp;#39;t laugh again about me, this is kinky!&amp;quot; Tommy snorted. &amp;quot;Oh, fuck you, Tommy Joe!&amp;quot; Adam turned around and continued searching through the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Why is there nothing I could lick off of you? Don&amp;#39;t we have some whipped cream or pudding?&amp;quot; Tommy could stop a giggle to escape his mouth. &amp;quot;No, babe, we don&amp;#39;t have something like that because you are on diet again. Remember?&amp;quot; Adam shook his head while he almost climbed in the fridge. &amp;quot;Fuck! I hate that!&amp;quot; Suddenly he turned around with a bottle&amp;nbsp; mayonnaise. Light of course. Tommy raised his brows. &amp;quot;Really Adam?&amp;quot; Adam just shrugged. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t know.&amp;quot; He looked at the bottle and sighed. &amp;quot;No, I don&amp;#39;t think I want to eat mayonnaise from your body. This is kind of nasty. And not in a good or kinky way.&amp;quot; Tommy had to laugh. He took the bottle out of Adams hands. &amp;quot;I think I will use this to make a sandwich and you can think about something else?&amp;quot; Adam rolled his eyes. &amp;quot;Is there a time at day when you don&amp;#39;t think about eating?&amp;quot; Tommy looked at him like he would be thinking about it. &amp;quot;Nope!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam closed the fridge just after Tommy got some cheese and ham out of it. He walked over to one of the cupboards and opened it. &amp;quot;Let me see. We have honey and jelly and nutella.&amp;quot; He turned around toTommy and looked up and down Tommys naked body. It seemed like he would be thinking about what would look better on Tommys body. Then he wrinkled his nose and shook his head. &amp;quot;No, i think it is all too sticky and probably it wil get on the sheets. I don&amp;#39;t think I want that.&amp;quot; He closed the cupboard and walked over to sit beside Tommy. &amp;quot;I am just not kinky enough, baby&amp;quot; Tommy giggled while he ate the last bite of his sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he got up and walked over to the freezer. He opened it and hold out two boxes of icecream, vanilla and chocolate. Adam looked at Tommy and sighed. &amp;quot;Vanila. And take two spoons.&amp;quot; Tommy smirked at him while he walked over to Adam with the vanilla icecream. He kissed him deeply, while he let his hand wander down Adams stomach. &amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t think we will need spoons.&amp;quot; He walked out of the kitchen. He smiled when he could hear Adam behind him. &amp;quot;But, Tommy, it will melt and ruin the sheets.&amp;quot; Tommy rolled his eyes. &amp;quot;Fuck the sheets, Lambert! Come and lick the ice off of me!&amp;quot; Finally Adam giggled while he grabbed Tommys ass. &amp;quot;Oh I will lick it off of you and then I will fuck YOU, baby!&amp;quot; And he pulled Tommy towards the bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right before he opened the box he looked over the bed and then at Tommy. &amp;quot;Do you think we will get the icecream out of the silk?&amp;quot; Tommy rolled his eyes and took the box out of his hands and pulled him in a heated kiss. Then he opened the box and dipped his finger in it just to smear it around Adams lips. &amp;quot;Shut up and kiss me!&amp;quot;.&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Oct 2011 20:15:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Adommy Fic: Can&apos;t help falling for you 16/16: final chapter!</title>
  <author>glitterwriter</author>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;Can&amp;#39;t help falling for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Pairing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt; Adam/Tommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; ca. 3500 (this chapter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt; it&amp;#39;s just my imagination, I don&amp;#39;t own the guys, even if I really would like to ;-) But I own the story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt; Adommy. Adam is with Sauli and he wants it to work. Because he wants to have a serious relationship. And he will make it, right after he will stop thinking about Tommy. He is sure, he will make it. BTW: I like Sauli, this is just fiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;/* suspect CSS: start HTML tag? */&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;I know it took me forever to finish this fic, but my muse didn&amp;rsquo;t want to let it go. Instead she was driving me crazy with a lot of different ideas for another fics. But we are good now, so here is the last chapter. Hope you like it ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; height=&quot;229&quot; src=&quot;https://imgprx.livejournal.net/93d40177d1f04133b5733c1e2a5f09ae243524db3475e029e14083f09918f1f8/P2WlxyVijxKvg25o9cdeVEMdsf-ah7h0zFqNVbcdn9nQ8R-am8SxR1ozAld-HQJU5g1zy3LaZ1tDHwFVzEg_-hMK23GYduOR6hhN:LrUoSyHMWFcx-Q2xK15BJQ&quot; style=&quot;border-width: 0pt; border-style: solid;&quot; width=&quot;555&quot; fetchpriority=&quot;high&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot;&gt;The beautiful art made by my wonderful and talented friend &lt;a href=&quot;http://bloodyrosered.livejournal.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;bloodyrosered&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you so much!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot; style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Chapter sixteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;The music is too loud for his taste. And this is not really the kind of music he likes to listen to. Dance music. And he doesn&amp;rsquo;t even like to dance at all. But he likes to watch Adam on the dancefloor. Adam is lost in the music and in the moves. His eyes are closed and he seems to enjoy himself. Tommy lets his eyes wander over Adams face. He sees the small drops of sweat. And he likes the way his lips are curling into a small smile while he starts to turn around himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;And then Tommy lets his eyes wander down Adams body. And he likes how hot his boyfriend is to look at. Everything thight around his body and all black and... hell he wishes they would be somewhere more private and he could touch. He takes a huge sip out of his drink and shakes his head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t you think you should be out there and dance with him?&amp;rdquo; Tommy looks at Isaac, a small grin on his face. &amp;ldquo;No, I prefer sitting here and watching.&amp;rdquo; Right after he says that he can see how a guy moves his way close to Adam. Too close if you would ask Tommy. But he is not a jealous guy, so he just drinks some more of his beer and watches. And Isaac is laughing because Tommys face is showing that he doesn&amp;rsquo;t like what he sees. The guy puts his hand on Adamy chest and Tommy snorts loudly. &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t you want to go and tell him to fuck off?&amp;rdquo; Tommy sighs. He feels stupid. Because the reason why he doesn&amp;rsquo;t go over to his man is that they are not official yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;They are dating secretly since almost two months. It&amp;rsquo;s easy to do, because they were friends and as long as they don&amp;rsquo;t touch or kiss, nobody will think they become more. And this is a good thing. They can enjoy some privacy and Adam is all his. He doesn&amp;rsquo;t need to share. But at the same time he does share. With all the twinks on the fucking dancefloor! And now Isaac is laughing about him. And he can see that Adam tries to be polite about getting rid of the guy. But somehow it&amp;rsquo;s not that easy. The guy doesn&amp;rsquo;t get the hint or Adam is not clear enough. Adam is looking towards Tommy like he wants him to stop the guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Tommy can&amp;rsquo;t stop himself from gritting his teeth when he sees that the guy puts his hand on Adams butt. That&amp;rsquo;s it, Tommy has seen enough. He jumps up and can hear that Isaac is clapping. He turnes back to Isaac and gives him the empty beer bottle. Then he starts walking towards Adam. He can see how Adam is trying to be nice to that guy and pushes him slightly away without beeing rude. Tommy doesn&amp;rsquo;t think he can be as nice as Adam is if that twink doesn&amp;rsquo;t take his hands off his man. People around him must sense that something is going on because they back off while Tommy is walking through the crowd. He can feel the anger growing in his body while he is getting closer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Then Adam sees him coming and the look in his face is priceless. There is something like confusion and wonder and also hope. Yeah, Adams eyes are full of hope. And for a second Tommy is ashamed, because he didn&amp;rsquo;t have the guts to stand to his man until yet. He was too afraid to come out to the public eye and he was hurting Adam. He didn&amp;rsquo;t realize until yet that he was hurting Adam. As soon as the realization downs on him the anger clears out. He smiles at Adam and then he is right on his side. He taps the twink on his shoulder. When the guy turns around he simply smiles and says: &amp;ldquo;I think you have had enough fun with my man. I will take it from here.&amp;rdquo; The guy looks confused between Adam and Tommy. But Tommy doesn&amp;rsquo;t care about him anymore. He takes Adams hand and pulls him closer. &amp;ldquo;Hey, my love. I missed you.&amp;rdquo; He smiles while his other hand strokes over Adams face. And then it seems like there is just the two of them. Adam pulls him closer while his hands wander over Tommys back. &amp;ldquo;I missed you too. It has been too long since you kissed me.&amp;rdquo; Tommy must laugh about that one, while he puts his hand on Adams neck. Then Adam leans down and they kiss. And just like that they are official, for everybode clear to see. And Tommy is surprised that he doesn&amp;rsquo;t care that twitter might expolde any minute now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;He whispers in Adams ear: &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m sorry it took me so long. I didn&amp;rsquo;t see I was hurting you.&amp;rdquo; Adam cups Tommys face. &amp;ldquo;Thank you. Let us go home. Please, I need to make love to you.&amp;rdquo; Tommy grins and turns around to lead Adam through the crowd towards the exit. He waves to Isaac who ia sitting with a pleased look at the bar and then they leave the club. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;When they arrive to Adams house Adam pulls Tommy towards the bedroom. They are quiet while they undress and get under the covers. &amp;ldquo;I was so stupid not noticing that I was hurting you.&amp;rdquo; Tommy strokes over Adams face. Adam takes his hand and kisses each finger. &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t be. I should have told you that it was hard for me to pretend we were just friends. But I understand that you needed time. And I was glad to be able to give that to you. I love you, it was easy to wait.&amp;rdquo; Tommy smiles and kisses Adams nose. &amp;ldquo;I was just so caught up in the idea of having a secret to share with you. I didn&amp;rsquo;t want them to know so I could have you for myself for a while longer. Now I know it was stupid because I still have you all for myself and nobody can change that. Plus now I am able and allowed to tell all the twinks to fuck off.&amp;rdquo; Adam starts to laugh. &amp;ldquo;You are jealous! This is so cute.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;I am not jealous and this is not cute! I am not cute!&amp;rdquo; Adam snorts &amp;ldquo;Yeah you are very manly man and you wanted to be all caveman when you saw that guy on the dancefloor grabing me. It was hot.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;You liked that?&amp;rdquo; Adam nods. &amp;ldquo;You can be as possessive as you want with me baby. I like that.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Tommy kisses Adam tenderly. When they pull away he starts to laugh. &amp;ldquo;What?&amp;rdquo; Adam looks confused. &amp;ldquo;I was just thinking that maybe we crashed twitter tonight.&amp;rdquo; Adam laughs back then. &amp;ldquo;It was so worth it. And now do what you wanted to do.&amp;rdquo; Tommy runs his finger over Adams chest down to his stomach. &amp;ldquo;Make love to me!&amp;rdquo;. And Adam doesn&amp;rsquo;t have to be told twice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;**************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;After their relationship came out to the public there were plenty of people who wanted to talk to them. In every interview the reporters tried to get more news about them. But neither Adam nor Tommy talk about their relationship. They simply tweet that they are happy. That has to be enough yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Adam is still feeling bad about Sauli. Sauli is a good guy and Adam just wants to talk things out with him. Even if they can&amp;rsquo;t stay friends, he wants to explain everything to Sauli and apologize. But he is not sure if he is allowed to call Sauli. After his new album is finished he has to go back to Europe to promote the album. He will also be in Finland so there will be a possibility to talk to Sauli. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;************** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tommy! Are you at home?&amp;rdquo; Adam steps in the house yelling after his boyfriend. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, I am in the kitchen making dinner.&amp;rdquo; As soon as Adam steps in the kitchen he is surrounded by smell of tasty food. He walks over to Tommy and puts his arms around his waist while he is pressing his body against Tommys back. &amp;ldquo;What did you make us?&amp;rdquo; Tommy turns around in Adams arms and gives him a kiss. &amp;ldquo;I wanted to make something different tonight. Just take a shower and then you will see. I hope it will be good.&amp;rdquo; Adam kisses Tommy. &amp;ldquo;I am sure it will be delicous. You are a good cook and you know it.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;After the shower Adam walks in the livingroom. Tommy lit up some candles in the room and there is some silent music on. Adam smiles about how romantic Tommy can be. He walks back to the kitchen just in time to see how Tommy is bent over the oven. Adam lets his eyes wander over Tommys backside. &amp;ldquo;Mmmh, I like to see you like that.&amp;rdquo; Tommy turns around with a smirk on his face. &amp;ldquo;Yeah? So I should stay like that for a while?&amp;rdquo; Adams laughs. &amp;ldquo;When you can manage it?&amp;rdquo; Tommy gets shakes his butt and laughs when he can hear Adam gasp. Then Adams hands are on his body. &amp;ldquo;Hey, dinner is ready. We should eat first.&amp;rdquo; Adam growls at that. &amp;ldquo;You little shit! Teasing me like that and then pulling back?&amp;rdquo; Adam doesn&amp;rsquo;t sound as serious as he might like to. &amp;ldquo;First dinner, than I can shake my butt a little more, if you like it. And if you insist I can do it naked.&amp;rdquo; Adams gasps at that. &amp;ldquo;Now you are killing me! Get up, put the food on the table and then take off your clothes to dance for me!&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Tommy is laughing at that. Adams lets him go to see that Tommy made lasagne. &amp;ldquo;You are amazing, but you know I will need some extra workout to get rid of the calories.&amp;rdquo; Tommy winks at Adam. &amp;ldquo;That was kind of the plan. And now get on the table.&amp;rdquo; Adam all but runs to the living room and Tommys laughter follows him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;One hour later they are lying naked in their bed and basking in the afterglow of amazing sex. Adam is stroking over Tommys back. &amp;ldquo;What are thinking &amp;lsquo;bout?&amp;rdquo; Tommy can feel that there is something on Adams mind. &amp;ldquo;You know me so well. I just wanted to talk with you about something I need to do. I am actually thinking about this since a while.&amp;rdquo; Tommy gets up to face Adam. &amp;ldquo;Ok, now I get curious. Is it something bad?&amp;rdquo; Adam takes a deep breath. &amp;ldquo;I want to meet Sauli when I will be in Finland.&amp;rdquo; He keeps his gaze loked with Tommys and can feel him freeze beside him. &amp;ldquo;Tommy, I just need to clear up things between us. I hurt him and I want to apologize.&amp;rdquo; Adam pulls Tommy closer, but still he can feel how Tommy is growing stiff in his arms. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Tommy tries to get out of Adams embrace but Adam doesn&amp;rsquo;t let go. &amp;ldquo;Tommy, please....&amp;rdquo; Tommy takes a deep breath. &amp;ldquo;I am not happy about that plan. I can understand that. You need it, but I just... I don&amp;rsquo;t know. I mean I trust you, but still...&amp;rdquo; Adam kisses him then tenderly. &amp;ldquo;Tommy, I don&amp;rsquo;t want to meet Sauli to make up with him. I just don&amp;rsquo;t like the way things ended between us. But I won&amp;rsquo;t meet him if it&amp;rsquo;s a problem for you.&amp;rdquo; Tommy sighs and tries again to get up. Adam doesn&amp;rsquo;t let go. &amp;ldquo;Adam, I don&amp;rsquo;t know what to say right now. I don&amp;rsquo;t want to be that kind of boyfriend who tells you what you should do or not do. But still... He is or was in love with you. So I don&amp;rsquo;t know if he won&amp;rsquo;t try to get you back. I mean I would.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tommy, I am with you and I don&amp;rsquo;t want Sauli back. I don&amp;rsquo;t want anybody else but you. Please trust me with this. As I said, I would like to do this, but if you can&amp;rsquo;t take it...&amp;rdquo; Tommy sighs again and kisses Adam. &amp;ldquo;I trust you, I really do, but a part of me wants to keep you away from everybody including Sauli. Maybe especially from Sauli. Fuck! I can&amp;rsquo;t believe that it&amp;rsquo;s that hard for me!&amp;rdquo; He closes his eyes for a minute and tries to calm down. Adam is still stroking over his back while he keeps him close to his body. Tommy opens his eyes. &amp;ldquo;Ok, if you really need to do this, then do it and then please come back to me.&amp;rdquo; His voice is almost a whisper and Adam can feel how hard this is for Tommy. &amp;ldquo;Thank you. You don&amp;rsquo;t need to worry. Tommy, I love you, I will chose you over anybody over and over again. Sauli is in no way a danger for us.&amp;rdquo; And he kisses Tommy again feeling him relaxing against him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;*********** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Two weeks later Adam is on his flight to Finland. He is alone, the band will follow in a few days. He has first some meetings with the finish record company and some interviews. He didn&amp;rsquo;t call Sauli yet, but he wants to meet him before Tommy gets to Finland. They talked about it and decided it that way. Tommy was still a bit jealous about the idea and Adam had to promise to call him when he knew when the meeting would be. And then of course right after it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;As soon as Adam arrives at his hotel he diales Saulis number. He is nervous and hopes Sauli will pick up. Instead he can hear Saulis mailbox saying that he will call back. Adam sits down on his bed. He is dissapointed about that but he needs to get ready for his first meeting. So he takes a shower and gets ready. His phone goes off while he is sitting in the cab on his way to his meeting. He stares for a second on the display to see that it&amp;rsquo;s Sauli calling him. He takes a deep breath and takes the call. &amp;ldquo;Hey Sauli!&amp;rdquo; He closes his eyes. &amp;ldquo;Adam, what took you so long to call me?&amp;rdquo; Sauli is laughing and Adam can feel the relief floating over his body. &amp;ldquo;I just didn&amp;rsquo;t know if I could call you after what happened.&amp;rdquo; Sauli is still laughing. &amp;ldquo;I know I was pretty mad at you but come on it&amp;rsquo;s like ages ago. I was hoping you would call me.&amp;rdquo; Adam smiles at that. &amp;ldquo;I would like to meet you. You know, to clear things out between us. I really like you and I don&amp;rsquo;t like the way we ended the things. I mean the way I ended it. Can I see you?&amp;rdquo; Sauli is silent for a minute. &amp;ldquo;Does Tommy know that you want to see me?&amp;rdquo; Adam nods though Sauli can&amp;rsquo;t see him. &amp;ldquo;Yes, he knows. He isn&amp;rsquo;t exactly happy about it.&amp;rdquo; Sauli is again silent. &amp;ldquo;Ok, let us meet, but we have to chose a place where we are not too public.&amp;rdquo; They fix a date. &amp;ldquo;I am looking forward to see you Adam. Bye.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;As soon as he quits the call, he diales Tommys number. He can hear that Tommy was asleep until he called. He smiles imagening how Tommy is looking now. He likes to see Tommy right after he wakes up. &amp;ldquo;Hey baby! Sorry for waking you up.&amp;rdquo; Tommy mumbles something that sounds like &amp;ldquo;no problem&amp;rdquo; and Adam chuckles at that. &amp;ldquo;I wished I could see you right now.&amp;rdquo; Tommy laughs. &amp;ldquo;I can send you a pic, but it&amp;rsquo;s not really that nice at all.&amp;rdquo; Adam sighs. &amp;ldquo;I am already missing you. You make me smile.&amp;rdquo; He pauses a bit. &amp;ldquo;I will meet Sauli the day after tomorrow.&amp;rdquo; Tommy sighs at that. &amp;ldquo;Ok.&amp;rdquo; Adam knows that it&amp;rsquo;s hard for Tommy. &amp;ldquo;Baby, you know you can trust me with this?&amp;rdquo; Tommy sighs again. &amp;ldquo;Yeah I know that.&amp;rdquo; Adam smiles. &amp;ldquo;Tommy I love you. I really do. You know that.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;I love you too. And I can&amp;rsquo;t wait to see you in three days. Please get whatever is not cleared between you and Sauli out of the way. I really trust you. But I will feel better when it&amp;rsquo;s done.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;********** &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;They meet as some restaurant in Helsinki. Sauli is waiting for him and gets up when he sees him. It&amp;rsquo;s awkward for a second, because Adam doesn&amp;rsquo;t know how to act. But Sauli just gets over to him and hugs him. He looks up at Adam after the hug and Adam can remember why he wanted to have something real with Sauli. A small part of him is still sad that it didn&amp;rsquo;t work out. They sit down and Sauli smiles at him. &amp;ldquo;I am really happy to see you. How are you?&amp;rdquo; Adams smiles back. &amp;ldquo;I am really good. Things are good right now. The album is doing really well.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;Are you happy? I mean with Tommy?&amp;rdquo; Saulis vioce has a hint of sadness. &amp;ldquo;Tommy is the one for me. He completes me. I am really happy.&amp;rdquo; Sauli smiles a sad smile. &amp;ldquo;I am happy for you. Even if it still hurts.&amp;rdquo; Adam sighs. &amp;ldquo;You know that I am really sorry about how things went between us. I was just... I don&amp;rsquo;t know. I never ment to break your heart.&amp;rdquo; Sauli lifts his hand to stop Adam. &amp;ldquo;Adam, I am still dealing with our breakup. I am not mad anymore, I am just a bit sad. And somehow I hate Tommy, but not really. He makes you happy, so I can&amp;rsquo;t really hate him. But still... &amp;ldquo; Sauli sighs, Adam waits for him to continue. &amp;ldquo;I want you to know that I am not mad at you anymore and I would like to be a friend in future. I am not ready now for this, but I will get there.&amp;rdquo; Adam can&amp;rsquo;t stop himself from reaching out to take Saulis hand. &amp;ldquo;I would like that.&amp;rdquo; Saulis smile seems happier now. &amp;ldquo;Enough sad things for the evening. Let us eat something and change the subject. &amp;ldquo; Adam agrees with that and the rest of the evening is more releaxed. He can imagine that they will be able to become friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;************* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;He sends Tommy a text because Tommy is on his flight to Finland. He writes that he can&amp;rsquo;t wait to see him and that he should call him when he gets there. Adam can&amp;rsquo;t wait to take Tommy in his arms. He gets in his bed and falls asleep within a few minutes. He wakes up to his phone doing a silly dance on the nightstand. It&amp;rsquo;s Tommy. &amp;ldquo;Hey baby! Where are you?&amp;rdquo; Tommy is laughing through the line. &amp;ldquo;Right in front of your room.&amp;rdquo; Adam jumps up to open the door. He pulls Tommy inside and kisses him. Tommy is smiling into the kiss. &amp;ldquo;Oh my god. I missed you so much.&amp;rdquo; Adam is kissing Tommys face over and over again. And Tommy just lets him. And he doesn&amp;rsquo;t stop Adam from undressing him. And for sure he doesn&amp;rsquo;t stop him when his mouth keeps wandering over his body. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Afterwards they lie on the bed, Tommys head on Adams chest, Adams arms tight around him. Tommy looks in Adams eyes. Adams has to smile knowing that Tommy wants to know about the meeting with Sauli. &amp;ldquo;It went well Tommy. I think we have a chance to become friends someday. For know things are cleared between us. He is still sad about the breakup but he isn&amp;rsquo;t mad about it. I feel better. Thank you for your trust.&amp;rdquo; He kisses Tommys forehead. &amp;ldquo;I am glad for you. I am kind of ashamed about how jealous I was. But I couldn&amp;rsquo;t help myself. I just want you to be all mine. Only mine.&amp;rdquo; Adam has to smile at this. &amp;ldquo;Yeah? You don&amp;rsquo;t want to share?&amp;rdquo; Tommy shakes his head. &amp;ldquo;No, I don&amp;rsquo;t want to share. It&amp;rsquo;s hard enough to share you with the fans. So if anybody wants to step between us, sorry but I will have to kill him!&amp;rdquo; Adam has to laugh about it. Tommy keeps their eyes locked. &amp;ldquo;Ok, maybe I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t kill. Still I want you to know that I will shelter our relationship from anything and anybody. And be sure I will marry you one day and I will be with you even when we become old and wrinkled. No matter what will happen, I will stand by you.&amp;rdquo; Adam can feel tears pushing in his eyes. &amp;ldquo;Tommy, wow. I am speechless, I mean, wow. This is all I want. I love you so much!&amp;rdquo; And then they kiss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;*************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Years later when they exchange their vows Tommy remembers that night in Helsinki. He looks at his husband right after they kiss for the first time as a married couple and he smiles. Everything he ever wanted became true. He can&amp;rsquo;t help grinning while he is looking at his husband. The word is running around in his mind. He looks around to see all the family members and their friends. His eyes stop on Sauli who is standing there with his husband. And he is happy that he things went well for all of them. He can&amp;rsquo;t wait to dance with his husband, even if the music will be too loud and not really his taste. The man beside him is everything that matters at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;THE END. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2011 21:36:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic: You could be mine!</title>
  <author>glitterwriter</author>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot; class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:smaller;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;You could be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Pairing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt; Adam/Tommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Words:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun:yes&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;ca. 1000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt; it&amp;#39;s just my imagination, I don&amp;#39;t own the guys, even if I really would like to ;-) But I own the story. Don&amp;rsquo;t tweet this to any of the persons I am just borrowing here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;Summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt; when fun becomes serious....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;mso-margin-top-alt:auto;mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;This is not really a new fic, I just didn&amp;rsquo;t post it here. Don&amp;rsquo;t take it too serious, it&amp;rsquo;s pretty fluffy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot; style=&quot;mso-ansi-language:EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Adam and Tommy were together in the living room on the bus, playing against each other a race game. They were jumping in front of the TV, the remotes in their hands, pushing each other around. They were laughing. Tommy managed it to push Adam away from the TV, so he could win the game. Tommy was standing in front of Adam, doing a silly dance, happy about the winning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Adam was pouting. &amp;ldquo;Tommy, you are a cheater! You wouldn&amp;rsquo;t have won if you didn&amp;rsquo;t push me away. Now is time for payback!&amp;rdquo; Adam threw the remote away and started to tickle Tommy. Tommy was laughing and trying to get away. But Adam was too strong. Tommy stumbled across Adams feet and they both fell on the couch. Trying to catch a breath, they were laughing like maniacs. Tommy was laying under Adam. &amp;ldquo;Adam you will have to get up! Or I will suffocate&amp;rdquo;. Tommy was still laughing and wanted to get up. He was trying hard to turn around and to push Adam down. Adam just held Tommys hands and looked with a smirk down at him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Suddenly the laughter stopped. Adam looked Tommy deep in his eyes. He let go of Tommys hands and was stroking his cheek. Musing he whispered: &amp;ldquo;Tommy you are just beautiful like this. In an alternative universe you wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be straight. Then you could be mine.&amp;rdquo; Adam realized then that he said this out loud. He almost jumped away from Tommy, blushing deep red. &amp;ldquo;Sorry Tommy. I was.. kind of &amp;hellip; in the moment. Forget it.&amp;rdquo; He wanted to turn around and leave. It was just so embarrassing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;But Tommy just grabbed his hand, looked up at him, a smirk on his face. &amp;ldquo;No, Adam. In an alternative universe you would be a girl, MY girl. I think, that would be nice.&amp;rdquo; Adam was laughing at this with relief and was thankful, Tommy wasn&amp;rsquo;t angry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;But then he thought about what Tommy said. He just had to answer, so he did. &amp;ldquo;Sometimes I think I am a girl, even in this universe, don&amp;rsquo;t you think?&amp;rdquo; Adam was smirking. Tommy stopped smiling and looked seriously at Adam. &amp;ldquo;No you are not, you are a guy. A really pretty one, but still a guy. There is no doubt.&amp;rdquo; Adam sighed. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, you are right.&amp;rdquo; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Once again he tried to turn around, but Tommys hand was still holding his hand. They both didn&amp;rsquo;t even know why they were still holding hands. Tommy pulled himself up and was standing in front of Adam. They looked at each other for a moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Then Tommy got up on his toes, put his arms around Adams neck and kissed him gently on his lips. It was a very short, but sweet kiss. Then he pulled away, winked at Adam and said: &amp;ldquo;Sometimes I would really like to be in an alternative universe. But right now, I am happy where I am.&amp;rdquo; With this he walked out the door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Adam was left behind with wide opened eyes, his fingers touching his lips. He smiled watching Tommy leaving the room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;What?!! Did he just admit there was something between us? Did he? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Adam shook his head. He was confused and didn&amp;rsquo;t know what to think about that kiss. But Tommy was gone for now and there was no possibility to find out what was going on until the next day. This would be a hell of a night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Tommy smiled while he was on his way to the band bus. He gave Adam something to think about this night. It was a little mean, but Adam deserves this. He was teasing Tommy since months and then when there was a possibility to make a step forward, Adam made like two steps back. What the hell? An alternative universe? Adam didn&amp;rsquo;t see that they could be something more even in this universe. And Tommy made it clear, he didn&amp;rsquo;t care if Adam was a guy. He could only hope Adam understood what he ment. But probobly not. Tommy sighed as he laid down to sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;The next day Tommy woke up with a groan. He wanted to sleep in, but they stopped to eat something and he was hungry. So he got up, brushed his teeth and then he went over to the other bus. He didn&amp;rsquo;t see anybody, so probobly they were in the rest shop or in the other bus. As he stepped into the bus where Adam and the dancers slept in, he had to stop himself from laughing. Adam was there, alone, listening to music and dancing around. His eyes were closed and he was singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;I want you to love me, like I&amp;rsquo;m a hot pie&amp;hellip;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Tommy shook his had. Adam was really singing Rhianna? Tommy listened to Adam and watched him dancing. He was leaning in the doorframe, his arms crossed in front of his body and was enjoying the view. And then he heard:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Want you to make me feel like I&amp;rsquo;m the only girl in the world&amp;hellip;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;Tommy smiled brighter. This was the opportunity he was waiting for! He jumped forward to Adam who was now standing with his back to Tommy, still singing. Tommy tipped on Adams shoulder. Adam spun around, obviously surprised and pulled his phones out of his ears. &amp;ldquo;Tommy, want you to kill me?&amp;rdquo; Tommy smiled at him. &amp;ldquo;No, Adam, I want to take you like a thief in the night. Hold you like a pillow, make you feel right.&amp;rdquo; Tommy used the lyrics of the song. Adam looked at him confused. &amp;ldquo;WHAT??&amp;rdquo; Tommy sighed: &amp;ldquo;You heard me, I won&amp;rsquo;t say it again.&amp;rdquo; &amp;ldquo;But, I don&amp;rsquo;t get it&amp;hellip; Tommy what are you talking about?&amp;rdquo; Tommy sighed once again. &amp;ldquo;Lambert, sometimes you are really an idiot!&amp;rdquo; He pulled Adam closer grabbing his shirt and licked over Adams bottom lip. &amp;ldquo;Do you get it now?&amp;rdquo; Adam nodded in surprise and put his hand at the back of Tommy head, pulling him closer. &amp;ldquo;Yeah I think, I got it now.&amp;rdquo; And then their lips crushed and they kissed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;When they pulled away, Adam smiled happily. &amp;ldquo;But I am not a girl.&amp;rdquo; Tommy grinned at Adam. &amp;ldquo;I know and as I said I am happy about it.&amp;rdquo; Then Tommy pulled Adam in a new kiss and they stumbled over to Adams room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;EN-GB&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2011 19:40:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic: Don&apos;t you dare leave me! </title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:larger;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don&amp;rsquo;t you dare leave me!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Adam/Tommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words: ca. 3500&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: it&amp;#39;s just my imagination, I don&amp;#39;t own the guys, even if I really would like to ;-) But I own the story. Don&amp;rsquo;t tweet this to any of the persons I am just borrowing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: This is partly a sad fic, but with happy end. I swear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary: Tommy was not able to form the thought &amp;lsquo;Adam is dead&amp;rsquo; in his head. Everytime he tried, he felt like he couldn&amp;rsquo;t breathe. It didn&amp;rsquo;t feel like Adam was not here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an old fic, just didn&amp;rsquo;t post it here yet. Hope you like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Neil, I will come with you&amp;ldquo; Tommys voice sounded broken. He was not able to wrap his mind about what Neil just told him. Neil was crying and Tommy felt like he was about to faint. Neil told him he was on his way to get him. They were both not able to drive themselves, so he got a car to get them. As soon as the car arrived, Tommy jumped in and pulled Neil in a hug. &amp;ldquo;Does anybody else know?&amp;rdquo; Neil shook his head. &amp;ldquo;I couldn&amp;rsquo;t.... we have to be sure he is dead. We have to be sure...&amp;rdquo; Tommy just stared at him. He has never seen Neil like this before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neil called him one hour ago. Adams car was involved in a car accident. The driver was dead. The police called Neil to come to identify Adam. They were sure it was Adam, but they needed a relative to verify it. Now Neil and Tommy were on their way to see Adam. Tommy was not able to form the thought &amp;lsquo;Adam is dead&amp;rsquo; in his head. Everytime he tried, he felt like he couldn&amp;rsquo;t breathe. It didn&amp;rsquo;t feel like Adam was not here anymore. But as his father died he also didn&amp;rsquo;t feel like something changed, didn&amp;rsquo;t feel him dying. He got to know it first when his sister called him. Tommy looked over to Neil who was shaking and biting his nails. It scared Tommy to see Neil like this, completely out of control. In this point the Lamberts brothers were the same: always in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy looked out of the window. He wished so badly Adam was here to take control of the situation. To make them feel better. He was always the one to ground them. But this time it was about Adam. Tommy could feel tears on his cheeks. Why did this happen? Why Adam? Why now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn&amp;rsquo;t he have the chance to talk to Adam? They haven&amp;rsquo;t seen each other since days. Now it seemed like it was since weeks. Adam was busy working on his album, Tommy was busy doing gigs. Everything was ok. It seemed like there was no hurry to say something. They didn&amp;rsquo;t speak about them the last months and Tommy thought he had all the time in the world. How could he be so fucking wrong? It was almost like he missed the chance to be happy, even if it would have been for just a short time. Now it was like Tommy let Adam go with a lie between them. Tommy would never have the chance to change this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neil was now sobbing loudly and Tommy pulled him in his arms. His own tears were running down his face. He didn&amp;rsquo;t care. Neil was bubbling. &amp;ldquo;We have to be sure. Can&amp;rsquo;t call mom yet. He could still be alive. Maybe it&amp;rsquo;s a mistake. It must be a mistake. I can still feel him. He is still here. He is here.&amp;rdquo; Neil pulled away and took his phone to call Adam. Something like hope was on his face. The phone was ringing for a while, Adam didn&amp;rsquo;t answer. Neil started to cry even more when he heard Adams voice on the mailbox. &amp;ldquo;He can&amp;rsquo;t be dead! He just can&amp;rsquo;t! I would know it, wouldn&amp;rsquo;t I? &amp;rdquo; Tommy had no answer for this and they couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop crying, both clinging on each other like two drowning men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they arrived to the police department they were both barely able to think straight. They got in the building and someone lead them through the halls. A woman tried to speak to Neil. But the only thing he said over and over again was, &amp;ldquo;I need to see him. I must be sure.&amp;rdquo; She nodded and stopped talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy felt like he would vomit any minute now. It was like a horror movie and he wished he could turn it off. They had to wait for a few minutes and sat down on a table. Tommy covered his face with his hands. He tried so hard to stop the thoughts from spinning around in his head. It was like he would watch a movie about the last year. It started about how he met Adam. He was not really nervous because he had a meeting with Adam Fucking Lambert. He was nervous because this was a chance to change his life. He was not a fan of Idol and he has just seen some of performance of Adam after his cousin talked him into it. But he knew Adam was something special, a great singer with an amazing charisma. And then he got the opportunity to meet him. And meeting Adam in real was almost something unreal. He felt the connection the second he came in the room. For a long time he said it was friendship at first sight. Now he knew it was love at first sight. He was lost the minute he looked in Adams eyes and Adam smiled at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Tommy remembered how amazing the time on tour was, a crazy ride around the world. And he remembered how he slowly fell for Adam. How they have gotten closer and closer, how the lines of their friendship started to blurr. Anyone who would know that Tommy was in love with Adam would think that it happened because of all those kisses and touches. But it was not like that. It didn&amp;rsquo;t happen on stage. The antics on stage were really only for entertainment. They talked about when and how they wanted to do them. Some happened unplanned but still not out of something else then entertainment. No, Tommy didn&amp;rsquo;t fall for Adam on the stage; he met offstage the other Adam, the private Adam. He got to know the man who was caring and sensitive; someone who was able to say everything without using any words. Tommy was never a man of words. And Adam had the sense to feel when Tommy needed a friend. He didn&amp;rsquo;t ask, he didn&amp;rsquo;t try to make Tommy talk. He was just there for Tommy. He locked the world out and was just waiting for Tommy to open up to him. Sometimes it lasted hours, sometimes it took just a hug and he was able to break open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somehow the friendship took a step back and let love take over. And Tommy started to fight against it. And the more he was struggling the more he was falling. The more he wanted to move away from Adams spell the more Adam was captivating him. And then he accepted the feelings, he accepted the love. He started to embrace it like his own small big secret. But he was not able to let Adam know how he felt. He was waiting for something, for anything. He didn&amp;rsquo;t even know for what at all. But he was too afraid to make things awkward between them. And now he knew he would never have the possibility to tell Adam how he felt. He didn&amp;rsquo;t know how to get over it. How would he ever be able to live with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they were in a room where the bodies were brought in for the identification. The smell of death was in the air. An old man told them to come with him. He was trying to make it easier for them. They should be prepared for what they would get to see. He told them that the man was badly injured and that they will have to take a good and close look to be able to recognize him. Neil started to cry again. &amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t do this. I can&amp;rsquo;t.&amp;rdquo; He stepped back while his whole body was shaking. Tommy turned around to him and pulled him in a hug. &amp;ldquo;Neil, calm down. Shhh, I will look first.&amp;rdquo; Neil looked at Tommy. &amp;ldquo;Really?&amp;rdquo; Tommy nodded. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t really believe what he just said, but Neil nodded quickly and stepped further away until he was on the other side of the room. Then he stayed there in the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man nodded to Tommy and pulled a big drawer out of a closet on the wall. There was someone laying on it in a body bag. There was nothing to see yet, just a shape of a body, but still it was almost too much for Tommy. Just the imagination to see Adams body in this bag was horrrible. &amp;ldquo;Are you ready?&amp;rdquo; The man asked. Tommy thought for a few seconds about how he could ever be ready for something like that. How can you be ready to see the person you love so much dead in a bag? He clenched his fists and took a deep breathe. Then he looked over to the man and nodded. &amp;ldquo;Ok, I will open the bag. You can take your time to look at him. You need to be sure that it is really Mr. Lambert. So take your time, son.&amp;rdquo; Tommy nodded one more time and tears started to push in his eyes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man started to unzipp the bag. Tommy closed his eyes to regain himself to be able to do this. He kept breathing in and out and managed it to stop the tears. He could still hear Neil on the other side of the room sobbing. Then he opened his eyes. The bag was open now and Tommy took a look. He saw a face and blinked the last tears away to be able to see. The face was covered over and over in bruises and cuts. The first seconds he was not able to see anything else but the cuts and the dried blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he let his eyes wander over the face. The man had dark hair but it was so messed up with blood so Tommy couldn&amp;rsquo;t even say what color it really was. Was it really black? The eyes were closed and the eyelids were swollen. Was there smudged eyeliner under his eyes? Tommy had to force himself to keep looking on the face. The nose of the man was also swollen and there was no chance to say what it would look like when it wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be damaged. Was it Adams nose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy closed his eyes again. He tried to calm down. How would he be able to say if this was Adam. The face was in such a bad constitution, how could he manage to say if this was really Adam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy forced himself to imagine Adams face behind his closed eyes. It was painful. In his imagination he let his eyes wander over Adams face and he was so scared he would never see this face again. His heart was breaking. And out of nowhere he reminded himself of the freckles on Adams lips. He opened his eyes and looked down on the smashed face right in front of him. His lips were intact, but there was some blood on them. &amp;ldquo;I need to see his lips. Can you... I don&amp;rsquo;t know&amp;hellip; Is it possible you&amp;hellip;wipe the blood away?&amp;rdquo; The old man nodded and got some tissues to clean the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy closed his eyes again while the man was doing his job. Behind his eyelids he could see Adam right in front of him. He saw him laughing and this was hurting so much. &amp;ldquo;Ok, I think now you can take a look.&amp;rdquo; Tommy breathed out before he opened his eyes again. He let his eyes wander again over the face until they reached the lips. And he moved closer to be able to see it clear. &amp;ldquo;No freckles. There are no freckles.&amp;rdquo; First he whispered, then he was almost shouting. He could hear Neil stepping fast closer to take a look on the face. &amp;ldquo;This is not my brother. This is not Adam.&amp;rdquo; Tommy was shaking now and tears were running down his cheeks. Neil pulled him in a hug and it was almost so good and warm as it would be Adams hug. And they cried together in relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man asked them if they were sure. And Neil told him that Adam was covered with freckles and this man had no freckles on his face. The older man checked the body and admitted that there were no freckles on the whole body. Tommy and Neil stepped relieved out of the room. They walked upstairs like they would be in trance, not able to talk. They were both thinking about where Adam was and why there was someone else in his car. Lost in his thoughts Tommy felt like he would go crazy. He felt the urge to find Adam and tell him everything. Now was the time for it. There was no chance he would waste any other minute yet. Not now when he knew what it would be like to lose Adam forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were back in the lobby. And then out of nowhere Adam was just there. He was standing on the counter talking with one of the policeman. Tommy almost fell to his knees when Adam started to laugh. There he was: alive, unhurt and so beautiful. Time stopped as Tommy saw Neil running over to Adam and pulling him in a hug. Adam had a look of confusion on his face and then his eyes locked with Tommys. Tommy couldn&amp;rsquo;t hold back anymore, he ran over to Adam while he whispered over and over again. &amp;ldquo;You are alive, you are alive.&amp;rdquo; Adam was surprised and pushed Neil slightly away just a second before Tommys body crushed against his. Tommy was about to break apart in Adams arms and Adam just held him. He was looking around for Neil while he was stroking over Tommys head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Neil, what is going on with you both?&amp;rdquo; Neil was not able to answer right away. He was still in shock and stared at Adam. &amp;ldquo;Tommy?&amp;rdquo; Adam tried to pull Tommy away to be able to see in his face, but Tommy was holding into him too strong. Adam didn&amp;rsquo;t know what was wrong and he was really worried now. But then the officer who called Neil was there. &amp;ldquo;Mr. Lambert? I think your brother and Mr. Ratliff are under a shock. They thought you were dead. I am sorry for this.&amp;rdquo; Adam looked at the officer now really confused. &amp;ldquo;What? Why should they think&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; In this second Neil was fainting and he only didn&amp;rsquo;t hit the ground because the officer who was talking with Adam caught him. Tommy was still clinging on Adam, so Adam couldn&amp;rsquo;t really do anything to help the officer. But there were another policeman right there and they took Neil to a room where he could lay down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam walked behind them with Tommy. &amp;ldquo;Tommy, can you just let me go for a second? I promise I won&amp;rsquo;t leave. I want to look for Neil.&amp;rdquo; But Tommy just shook his head. There was no chance he would let Adam go now. Adam sighed while he was dragging Tommy with him to see Neil. Neil was already waking up when they got in. The officer called for a doctor. Adam took Neils hand and looked to the officer. &amp;ldquo;Well, can I please get to know what is going on here?&amp;rdquo; The officer sighed. &amp;ldquo;We found your car Mr. Lambert. The person who was driving it caused a car accident. He was driving very fast and crashed in a tree. He died. We thought it was you. He&amp;hellip; he looked like you, so we called your brother to come here to identify you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adams eyes grew bigger and bigger with every word. He felt Tommy sobbing in his arms. &amp;ldquo;Oh my god!&amp;rdquo; Adam could feel tears in his own eyes. &amp;ldquo;How can something like this happen?&amp;rdquo; He looked angry at the officer. &amp;ldquo;I am sorry Mr. Lambert. We were sure it was you in the car. The guy had similar clothes on him as you use to wear and his hair was done the same way. He just had the same look.&amp;rdquo; Adam shook his head. &amp;ldquo;I was in a restaurant tonight and when I wanted to get my car, they told me that I already got it. Obviously the guy was trying to imitate me and he was successful. He got my car. That&amp;rsquo;s why I came here.&amp;rdquo; He was looking at Neil his eyes full of worries. &amp;ldquo;Mr. Lambert? Can I talk to you?&amp;rdquo; Another officer came in the room. &amp;ldquo;Yes, of course.&amp;rdquo; The officer took a short look at Tommy still sobbing in Adams arms. &amp;ldquo;We found your phone in the car and some other things. You can get them. But I think the car is crashed completely. We have also to keep it as long as the investigation is not finished.&amp;rdquo; Adam nodded. &amp;ldquo;It&amp;rsquo;s ok. Can I send someone to get my stuff? I would just take the phone with me and bring my brother and my friend back home. I think they both need some rest. It was a hard day for them.&amp;rdquo; The officer handed him his phone out. &amp;ldquo;Sure. Just call us to fix a date. We are really sorry for the troubles.&amp;rdquo; He left the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stayed for another few minutes to let the doctor check Neil. Adam called the car service. He also called his mom and told her a short mom-friendly version of what happened. He asked her if he could bring Neil over so she could take care of him. Then Adam and Tommy drove to Adams home. Tommy was still caught in his own world. He was holding Adams hand. When they arrived at Adams house they got some drinks and sat down on Adams couch. They didn&amp;rsquo;t talk, Tommy was burried in his thoughts. The silence was almost killing Adam. For the first time since they knew each other he had to force himself to wait for Tommy until he would be able to speak. He reached out his hand to touch Tommys cheek. It was like Tommy would come back from somewhere far away. He leaned in Adams touch and tears started to run down his face again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;It was so real, Adam.&amp;rdquo; He whispered. &amp;ldquo;I thought I lost you. And I wanted to tell you&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; He couldn&amp;rsquo;t speak anymore. He was crying again. Adam pulled him closer. &amp;ldquo;Tommy, it&amp;rsquo;s ok. I am here, I am here.&amp;rdquo; He was stroking over Tommys back. After a few minutes, Tommy was able to speak again. He wiped the last tears away and pulled away to look in Adams eyes. He let his eyes wander over Adams face. It was like he would look at this face for the first time for real. And maybe it was just like that. He didn&amp;rsquo;t care if Adam would see the love in his eyes. For the first time he even wanted Adam to see it. And the look on Adams face told him that Adam saw it. Maybe he didn&amp;rsquo;t understand, but he saw it. And Tommy reached out and was stroking over Adams face. His fingers were wandering in slow motion over Adams cheeks, his nose down to his lips. As soon as Tommys finger was on Adams lips, a slight blush covered Adams cheeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tommy, what are you doing?&amp;rdquo; he whispered against the finger. And Tommy smiled at him. &amp;ldquo;I just needed to be sure you are really alive. And I have so much to tell you. So much. And I know that I should have done this some months ago, but I was too afraid to change the things between us. But now, I can&amp;rsquo;t wait no more. I don&amp;rsquo;t want to waste more time.&amp;rdquo; Adam was really nervous now, Tommy could see it. &amp;ldquo;Tommy, what are you telling me?&amp;rdquo; But Tommy thought that there will be enough time to talk later. He took Adams face in his hands and pulled him closer. He rubbed his nose over Adams and then he just kissed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy could feel Adam tense under the kiss, but only for a few seconds. Then he just took over and started to kiss back. And there they were: kissing for the first time for real. And Tommy learned fast that Adam was kissing with his whole body. He pulled Tommy closer while his hands were wandering over Tommys back. His lips were strong on Tommys lips. And Tommys mind was spinning around while he kissed back as fierce as he could. He could feel his own hardness between them and sighed in Adams mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam pulled away to look at Tommy. His look was hazy, his lips swollen and his face was blushing. &amp;ldquo;Tommy&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; his voice was broken. Tommy looked in Adams eyes. He could see that Adam was insecure. &amp;ldquo;Adam, I know I surprised you. I know that. But I am so in love with you. I just couldn&amp;rsquo;t wait. I was so afraid I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be able to tell you how much I love you.&amp;rdquo; Adam sighed and let his fingers caress Tommys cheek. &amp;ldquo;Tommy, I can&amp;rsquo;t believe it. All this time I thought I was wrong. I thought I couldn&amp;rsquo;t read the signs anymore. And now&amp;hellip;.&amp;rdquo; Tommy smiled. &amp;ldquo;I know. I was just not ready for this. Not ready for us. I thought there would be time for us somewhere in the future. That time would lead me. But today I found out that life is too short to be afraid.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam smiled back at Tommy. &amp;ldquo;I am just&amp;hellip; I still can&amp;rsquo;t believe it somehow. I mean I love you since ages and I was trying to forget you. But it was not easy. And now... Tommy, do you even know what this all means to me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy took Adams hands in his own. &amp;ldquo;Yes I can pretty clear understand how you feel. And I can also understand when you will need time to get it. I need it as well. I just didn&amp;rsquo;t want to wait any longer to take the first step. Now I will be able to give you as much time as you need.&amp;rdquo; Adam smiled at Tommy. &amp;ldquo;Taking things slowly sounds really good for me. Let us start with kissing all through the night and when we will wake up tomorrow we will see where the next step will go to.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy took this as an invitation and pulled Adam back in his arms. And they started to kiss and touch. And as the morning was breaking around them they were asleep, curled around each other with swallen lips and dreams full of love and promises of so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2011 18:42:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>MASTERLIST - My fics</title>
  <author>glitterwriter</author>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:medium;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;My fics&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the place you can find all my fiction. This is just fiction, my imagination, nothing real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-large;&quot;&gt;Adam/Tommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Series:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:large;&quot;&gt;A safe in my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/1342.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/1725.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/2214.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 3&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/2366.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 4&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/2665.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 5&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/2898.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 6&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/3241.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 7&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/3354.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 8&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/3634.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 9&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/4091.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 10&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/4142.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 11&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/4573.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Walking on broken promises&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/5112.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/5340.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/5420.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Can&amp;#39;t help falling for you &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;&quot; src=&quot;https://imgprx.livejournal.net/93d40177d1f04133b5733c1e2a5f09ae243524db3475e029e14083f09918f1f8/P2WlxyVijxKvg25o9cdeVEMdsf-ah7h0zFqNVbcdn9nQ8R-am8SxR1ozAld-HQJU5g1zy3LaZ1tDHwFVzEg_-hMK23GYduOR6hhN:LrUoSyHMWFcx-Q2xK15BJQ&quot; style=&quot;border-width: 0pt; border-style: solid;&quot; fetchpriority=&quot;high&quot; /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful art made by my wonderful and talented friend &lt;a href=&quot;http://bloodyrosered.livejournal.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;bloodyrosered&lt;/a&gt;. Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/5987.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/6179.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/6439.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 3&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/6749.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 4&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/7027.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 5&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/7293.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 6&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/7581.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 7&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/7826.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 8&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/8076.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 9&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/8203.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 10&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/8587.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 11&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/8783.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 12&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/9064.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 13&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/9397.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 14&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/9584.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 15&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/16402.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 16&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Without you I grow weaker&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/9939.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/10091.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/10331.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 3&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/10731.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/540892/chapters/961468&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt; betaed version of WYIGW on AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Don&amp;#39;t wake up!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/11119.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/11496.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/11734.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 3&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/11916.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 4&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/12242.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Chapter 5&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/12437.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 6&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/12728.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 7&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/12844.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 8&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/13066.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 9&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/13459.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 10&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/13799.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 11&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/14007.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Chapter 12&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/14267.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt; Chapter 13&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/14387.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 14&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/14762.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 15&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/14963.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 16&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/15150.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 17&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/15596.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Chapter 18&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.4em;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Living a teenage dream &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can find the fic here: &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/620455/chapters/1119584&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt; AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.dreamwidth.org/21460.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;DW: chapter 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.dreamwidth.org/21612.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;DW: chapter 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.dreamwidth.org/21968.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;DW: chapter 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.dreamwidth.org/22192.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;DW: chapter 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.dreamwidth.org/22327.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;DW: chapter 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.dreamwidth.org/22592.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;DW: chapter 6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/22186.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;LJ: chapter 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/22320.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;LJ: chapter 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/22555.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;LJ: chapter 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/22789.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;LJ: chapter 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/23088.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;LJ: chapter 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/23315.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;LJ: chapter 6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Oneshots:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:large;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/5831.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Hangover sucks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:large;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/16106.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Don&amp;#39;t you dare leave me!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:large;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/16256.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;You could be mine!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:large;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/16664.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Vanilla or chocolate?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.4em;&quot;&gt;Adam/Sauli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.0em;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/707084/chapters/1305698&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;We&amp;#39;re Bound To Be Afraid&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.0em;&quot;&gt;on AO3, written for Glam Reverse Big Bang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:large;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.4em;&quot;&gt;Adam/Sauli/Tommy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.0em;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/series/43000&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;The End of The Road &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.0em;&quot;&gt;on AO3 - series (completed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.4em;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Glam 100 &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of my Glam100 drabbles + drabble sets are here on &lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/series/29045&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;AO3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:x-large;&quot;&gt;Fics for TJRBB &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/17749.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Human Touch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;round 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://glitterwriter.livejournal.com/21177.html&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;Find me somebody to love&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; round 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:1.4em;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://archiveofourown.org/works/887139/chapters/1710303&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;We&amp;#39;ll Run for Our Lives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; round 2</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2011 08:38:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic: Don&apos;t wake up 18/18</title>
  <author>glitterwriter</author>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:larger;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don&amp;rsquo;t wake up!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Don&amp;rsquo;t wake up&lt;br /&gt;Type: Romance&lt;br /&gt;Rating: NC-17&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Adam/Tommy&lt;br /&gt;Words: about 2300 (this chapter)&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: a bit of angst, lot of M/M;&amp;nbsp; The end is really fluffy, LOL&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: it&amp;#39;s just my imagination, I don&amp;#39;t own the guys, even if I really would like to ;-) But I own the story. Don&amp;rsquo;t tweet this to any of the persons I am just borrowing here.&lt;br /&gt;Summary: What happens when Adam and Tommy wake up in one bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is the last chapter. I hope you liked the story. It was such a fun to write it and I am already missing in. But there is some more coming soon. Comments would be great ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time waking up with Tommy was both: nice and new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice because Tommy was laying with his back against Adams chest. Adams arm was around Tommys waist and Adam was holding him tight. And this time Adam knew the man he was holding in his arms was his. And he was beautiful and he loved him. And there was nothing between them. Just skin on skin. And this was very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no need to be afraid that Tommy would disappear after waking up with some lame excuse. No fear of staying alone in an empty bed. Adam was listening to the steady and calm breath of Tommy. He smelled his scent and it was almost driving him crazy because he wanted so much to reach out and to stroke over Tommys hair. But he didn&amp;rsquo;t want to wake him up. This was his moment of reality. Of something new and beautiful. Adam wanted to enjoy it a little longer. All by himself. Because it felt so nice. And so new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy was laying close to his body. Adam could feel every breath he was taking. He felt every piece of Tommys back pressed to his chest. There was no need to look for a small piece of skin. He could feel everything. And he liked the feeling of Tommys hipbone pressed to his belly. And this was really nice. For now he was satisfied to look on the skin and to feel it agains his skin, even if his fingers were longing to touch it. The feeling of Tommys bare skin on his skin was so new. He just enjoyed the feeling of touching Tommy with his whole body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommys legs were entwined with Adams legs. And Adam enjoyed the new feeling of knowing how good it felt to have those legs around him. Because he knew how good it felt to make love with Tommy. And they were holding hands, because Adams other arm was under Tommys neck and their fingers were interlaced over Tommys chest. And it was very nice to feel Tommys fingers around his own fingers. It was more skin Adam could feel. This was nice and new. It felt like belonging to someone. And he was yearing to touch Tommy again and to feel his touches on his body. He would sure give in soon. But now he just wanted to enjoy a little more of that new feeling. Just for a sweet while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam didn&amp;rsquo;t make a move and didn&amp;rsquo;t let out a sound. He was just breathing and hoping that Tommy won&amp;rsquo;t wake up too soon. And he was thinking about the fact that this was the first of many, many mornings when he would wake up with Tommy. Knowing that Tommy was now his lover. His love. And he was sure there was no need to be afraid that this would be the last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam had Tommys neck right in front of his face. And he knew well how soft the skin was and the desire was almost too much. And he knew when he would kiss now over the skin Tommy would moand and he would push his body even closer to Adams. And he could barely resist the urge to let his tongue wander over the skin. And he felt the arousal in his pants. And he hoped Tommy would wake up soon because there was no way he could calm down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what Adam didn&amp;rsquo;t know was, that Tommy wasn&amp;rsquo;t sleeping anymore. In fact he was awaken since a while. And he knew that Adam was awaken too. But he just enjoyed the feeling of being in Adams arms. He could feel Adams body pressed against his and it was, well: nice. And it was so new with all the naked skin on his own naked skin. And even if there was no need to pretend being asleep Tommy enjoyed this moment of silence and impatience. Of being satisfied about the pure contact and of wanting more. Much more. He needed to feel Adam. To feel how his back was pressed against Adam and how perfect he was fitting to Adams body. And to be in the arms of someone you are in love with is just one of the best things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was embracing the new feelings of love and faith and wanting. And there was no need to pretend waking up just to leave. No need to make Adam and himself sad. He could just stay in these arms forever. Tommy could hear Adams breath behind him. It felt so familiar and so nice. It was like Adam would be all around him. He could feel him with all his senses. He could still taste Adam on his tongue. And he was yearing to refresh the memory. To taste Adams lips and Adams skin. But he wanted to wait for just one more minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it felt nice how they were entwined with each other: their legs and theirs fingers holding each other close. He was enjoying the strong feeling of belonging. But he was also feeling more and more the urge to turn around and let his hands explore Adams body. And to let Adam touch him. Like he did yesterday and the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Tommy hoped he could pretend for just a while he would be still asleep. He hoped Adam would still hold back and stay still like that. He hoped Adam wouldn&amp;rsquo;t give him a reason to really wake up now, because it was just nice and new to lay here and to pretend that the time had stopped just for them. He felt Adams breath on his neck. And this was almost killing his plans to stay calm. He knew what Adam could do with his tongue on his neck. He wanted to hear whispered words of love. He wanted Adam to make love to him right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam was still trying to calm down, but it was hopeless. He wanted Tommy so badly. And to lay here with Tommy after hours of kissing, touching and loving was about to drive him insane. And he was inhaling Tommys scent and he felt Tommys body heat. And he wanted more and more to wake him up. Because his body wanted Tommy right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy could feel Adams erection against his body and his own cock responded. And his cock remembered what it felt like to be inside of Adam. And what it felt like to be touched by Adam. And his whole body was now on fire and was about to betray him again. Because for his body it was definitely time to wake up. And he decided to let Adam know he was awaken. He knew Adams lips are just a few inches away from his neck. So he pushed it back until he could feel the touch of Adams lips and he knew he was smiling against Tommys skin. And Tommy was smiling too and his whole body pressed even more against Adam and he felt how hard Adam already was. And he couldn&amp;rsquo;t resist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Adam, I can feel you.&amp;rdquo; And they were both laughing. &amp;ldquo;And this time I am really talking about your dick.&amp;rdquo; And Adam kissed all over Tommys neck. &amp;ldquo;Sorry, but you know how much you affect my body. There is no way I could do anything to stop this.&amp;rdquo; Tommy moaned while he was turning around in Adams arms. &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t want you to do anything to stop it.&amp;rdquo; And then they were looking into each other&amp;rsquo;s eyes. And they smiled at each other. And then Tommy pulled Adam closer to let him feel that he was hard too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommys hands were running down Adams back. And he enjoyed the calming feeling of Adams skin under his hands and all around him. And Adam responded to his touch the way he expected and hoped for. Their bodies were crying out for more. And their lips met in a kiss. And they wanted to repeat the games they played yesterday and play some new ones. But while their hands were running over thier bodies and their cocks got in contact, someone knocked on the door. They stopped in their tracks and stared at each other. Both thinking about what day it was and where they had to go. Did they have to get up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Adam! Do you know where Tommy is? Wake up, we have to leave in less than two hours!&amp;rdquo; It was Monte. And Adam whispered &amp;ldquo;Do I know where you are?&amp;rdquo; Tommy was grinning and gave Adam a sweet kiss. &amp;ldquo;Monte, I am here!&amp;rdquo; Tommy kept his eyes locked with Adams. &amp;ldquo;I am here with Adam.&amp;rdquo; And Adam mouthed &amp;ldquo;I love you&amp;rdquo; while they waited what Montes answer would be. And they could hear Monte talking to someone else. &amp;ldquo;See, I told you.&amp;rdquo; And they could hear Isaacs laughter at the door. And Tommy was stroking over Adams face and he was just happy. &amp;ldquo;Guys, can you give us some space to get ready?&amp;rdquo; Tommys voice was full of amusement and joy. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, get ready lovebirds. See you on the bus.&amp;rdquo; Monte and Isaac walked away still laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Time to get up, Lambert!&amp;rdquo; Tommy was kissing along Adams chin and down his neck. Adam was melting under Tommys touch. &amp;ldquo;I won&amp;rsquo;t be able to get up if you keep doing this&amp;rdquo;. Tommy stopped for a second to take a look at Adams face. &amp;ldquo;You know that they will give us shit the whole day.&amp;rdquo; Adam nodded. &amp;ldquo;Are you ready for this?&amp;rdquo; Adam nodded again. &amp;ldquo;I just want to be sure that we will be ok.&amp;rdquo; Adam took Tommys face in his hands. &amp;ldquo;You know that they are happy with us. And I don&amp;rsquo;t think that they won&amp;rsquo;t give us some private time. But for sure we will get some rude jokes to hear. Wait until Neil knows. Tommy, I don&amp;rsquo;t really care about it. I just care about you. About us. And I feel this is right and I want to keep it right.&amp;rdquo; Tommy smiled at Adam. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, I want that too. I want you.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They kissed again. Adam sighed. &amp;ldquo;I wished we could stay in bed one more day.&amp;rdquo; Tommy smiled back at him and started to tickle him. &amp;ldquo;Hey, stop it!&amp;rdquo; And soon they were rolling around in the bed. Their bodies yearning for some friction and they kissed like they were dying. And their hands were running in urge over their bodys and with every touch, kiss and lick they were getting hungrier. Soon their hands found their dicks and they moved along together until they both came hard panting in their mouths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Jesus! You are just... I can&amp;rsquo;t believe how much I want you.&amp;rdquo; Adam was almost speachless. And Tommy was kissing him until they both came down from their high. And they got up to take a shower together. Still full of hunger and with impatient hands. But they had to get ready. There was just enough time to share some lazy kisses while they got dressed. Then they had to hurry up because Tommy had to go to his room to pack his stuff and Adam packed his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made it just in time before Monte was about to get them. When they arrived at the buses, Monte and Isaac were grinning, but the others were busy packing their stuff in the buses. Monte walked over to Adam and patted his back. He whispered: &amp;ldquo;I am happy for you both. We didn&amp;rsquo;t say anything to the others. It&amp;rsquo;s up to you.&amp;rdquo; Adam looked at Tommy and Tommy nodded. &amp;ldquo;Guys can we all meet on my bus?&amp;rdquo; Everone agreed and they got in. All band members, the dancers and Neil sat down on the couch in the living room area. Adam felt for the first time since ages shy. He didn&amp;rsquo;t know where to start. Everyone looked at him in confusion and expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;I wanted to talk to you about...&amp;rdquo; He stopped and blushed slightly. &amp;ldquo;About... something that happened.&amp;rdquo; Again he stopped. He saw worry on their faces. &amp;ldquo;No, no, it&amp;rsquo;s nothing bad. In fact is good. It&amp;rsquo;s really good.&amp;rdquo; He smiled, but couldn&amp;rsquo;t go on. Suddenly he could feel Tommy stepping right to his side. He took Adams hand and looked him in the eyes. Then he turned over to look at their friends. &amp;ldquo;I make it short and clear: Adam is now mine and I am his. I think it&amp;rsquo;s not a big surprise for you all.&amp;rdquo; He smiled at them and turned to kiss Adam on his lips. &amp;ldquo;Oh, no! I don&amp;rsquo;t want to see this. Get a room!&amp;rdquo; Neil was grinning while he was all drama queen. Tommy grinned back at him: &amp;ldquo;Get used to see us kissing all over the bus. And also everywhere else. Sorry!&amp;rdquo; His smile grew even bigger while he watched the others laughing and clapping. &amp;ldquo;And now excuse us, I have to show my man how much I love him. And this is really nothing I want to share with you.&amp;rdquo; He winked back at Neil, took Adams hand and pulled him towards the back room while Adam was blushing furiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they closed the door behind them Adam pulled Tommy in his arms. &amp;ldquo;You are just amazing. And you know you ruined my status as rockstar, don&amp;rsquo;t you?&amp;rdquo; Tommy pushed Adam towards the bed and when they fell down on it, he simply said. &amp;ldquo;I know I did. I think you should know that I am not the girl in this relationship. And I protected you from them for now.&amp;rdquo; He had a smirk on his lips before he kissed Adam again. &amp;ldquo;But right now I am really, really tired. And all I want is to lay here in your arms and sleep for some hours. And when I wake up I want to continue where we had to stop in the morning.&amp;rdquo; Adam nodded happily. &amp;ldquo;Tommy, you are really something special.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon they fell asleep feeling the bus under them rolling on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Oct 2011 07:44:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic: Don&apos;t wake up 17/18</title>
  <author>glitterwriter</author>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size:larger;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don&amp;rsquo;t wake up!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Don&amp;rsquo;t wake up&lt;br /&gt;Type: Romance&lt;br /&gt;Rating: NC-17&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Adam/Tommy&lt;br /&gt;Words: about 1500 (this chapter)&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: a bit of angst, lot of M/M; It will stay hot, so be warned!&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: it&amp;#39;s just my imagination, I don&amp;#39;t own the guys, even if I really would like to ;-) But I own the story. Don&amp;rsquo;t tweet this to any of the persons I am just borrowing here.&lt;br /&gt;Summary: What happens when Adam and Tommy wake up in one bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am back and here goes the next chapter. And be warned you might need some privacy to read it ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chapter 17&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy was more than excited now. Adam wanted him to top. Tommy never thought about this possibility whenever he let a thought about having sex with Adam go through his mind. He always thought Adam would top, because Adam always said he was a top. And now Adam just told him he could take him. Tommy started to run his fingers over Adams chest. &amp;ldquo;Are you sure? I mean you always said...&amp;rdquo; Adam caught Tommys hand and looked Tommy deep in the eyes. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, I am usually a top. But when I am with someone I truely love, it can be different. I trust you, that&amp;rsquo;s why I want you to take me. And I love you, that&amp;rsquo;s why I want to feel you inside me.&amp;rdquo; Tommy shivered over the words. Then Adam kissed him again with all the love and passion they both were sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;You will have to guide me. This is new for me and I don&amp;rsquo;t want to hurt you.&amp;rdquo; Tommy was stroking over Adams arms. Adam nodded. &amp;ldquo;I am sure you won&amp;rsquo;t need as much help as you might think. You just need to prepare me for you.&amp;rdquo; Adam kissed Tommys cheek. &amp;ldquo;You will love it, baby, I promise.&amp;rdquo; Then he kissed Tommys neck and with a smooth movement he turned them around and Tommy was now on his back. Adam looked down on Tommys face with awe in his eyes. &amp;ldquo;You are amazing and I am so happy about us.&amp;rdquo; And he kissed Tommy again, while Tommy stroke over his back. Then Adam got up and moved away and walked to the bathroom. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll bring what we will need. Be right back.&amp;rdquo; Tommy was looking while Adam crossed the room and then he turned around to lay on his stomach. Adam was soon back with a bottle of lube and condoms. He smiled at Tommy when he saw the hungry expression in Tommys eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy got up and was now sitting on the bed. Adam moved closer to kneel in front of Tommy. He laid the bottle and condoms on the pillow und pulled Tommy up to him. They were now both kneeling and their bodies were pressed close together. They kissed while their hands moved over their backs. Adam kissed Tommy deeply and made him shiver while his hands run down his spine to cup his butt. The friction of their cocks made Tommy hazy again. He pulled Adam even closer like he couldn&amp;rsquo;t get enough of the body contact. He loved the way their bodies fit together. He pulled away just to kiss Adams nipples. Adams head fell back with a moan. He was holding Tommys head with both hands. And Tommy was biting on his nipples and then his tongue wandered further down to meet Adams belly button. And when Tommy started to lick around it, Adam shaddered. Tommy pushed Adam down so that he was laying on his back while Tommy was kneeling between his legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once again Adam felt incredible while he let Tommy take control over him and over his body. Tommy was driving him insane with his tongue and his teeth. He was licking and biting around the belly button. And Adam was writhing under his touch and he was lifting his hips towards Tommy to urge him to go further down. &amp;ldquo;Tommy...please, stop teasing me!&amp;rdquo; Tommy was laughing while he left a mark on Adams hip. &amp;ldquo;Hey, that hurts!&amp;rdquo; Adam was protesting. &amp;ldquo;Sorry, but love hurts sometimes.&amp;rdquo; Adam got up on his elbows looking down on Tommy. &amp;ldquo;Smartass, don&amp;rsquo;t try to...&amp;rdquo; he never finished that thought, because Tommy was licking his cock now and Adam forgot what he was about to say. &amp;ldquo;Fuck, Tommy!&amp;rdquo; He fell back on the bed and was searching with his hands for something to hold to. Finally he was holding onto the headboard. And he was holding it so hard, his knuckels were almost white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy had to smirk when he saw how Adam was fighting for some self control. He thought how adorable this was and had to crawl up to Adams face to kiss him deeply. And Adam responded as fierce as he could, his hands still on the headboard. Tommy smiled into the kiss. Then he crawled back down on Adams body just to bite him slightly in his tight. Adam buckled up with his whole body. &amp;ldquo;Hey, hold on baby. We will get there, but you said you want me to make love to you the whole night. So I have to take a slow ride with you.&amp;rdquo; And Tommy kissed over Adam tight while he pulled the leg up. He let Adam spread his legs for him while he kissed his knees. Then he looked up on Adams body. He liked the view of Adam spread out in front of him, his hands on the headboard, his lips open while he was panting hard. Tommy had never seen something as hot as Adam in that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy started to get nervous again. And Adam seemed to sense it because he opened his eyes and looked down to Tommy. &amp;ldquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t be nervous. Just touch me. You make me crazy, baby.&amp;rdquo; Tommy crawled back to Adams lap and reached his hand out for the lube. He took some lube out of the bottle and smeared it over one of his fingers. Then he started to circle around Adams hole. He had to breathe in and out to calm down. He was really nervous. He looked up to Adams face and then he saw Adam nod and he pushed the finger slowly in Adams hole. Adam pushed down on his finger and Tommy just stared while his finger disappeared in Adam. &amp;ldquo;Wow!&amp;rdquo; Tommy licked over his dry lips, still excited. &amp;ldquo;Give me more, babe!&amp;rdquo; Adam was begging now. And Tommy was willing to give him what he needed. One more finger slipped in Adams hole and he buckled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy could feel himself getting harder. He wanted Adam so badly right now. He pushed a third finger in and moved them in and out. He looked on Adams face and he wanted more and more to get inside of Adam. To make Adam scream. And Adam had the same thought. He got up on his elbows again and looked down to Tommy. &amp;ldquo;Baby, please, I want you now! Take me, right now!&amp;rdquo; Tommy pulled his fingers out and he felt like under a spell while he put the condom on his cock and lubed it up. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Then he could feel Adams fingers on his arms. When he opened his eyes he saw Adam looking at him. &amp;ldquo;Tommy, calm down. It will be good. I love you, I will guide you.&amp;rdquo; And he pulled Tommy down for a kiss, while he wrapped one of his legs around Tommys waist. Tommy started to shiver as Adam reached down between them and guided Tommys cock to his entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy looked in Adams eyes and started to push in. As soon as the head was in, Adam wrapped his other leg around Tommy and his hands were back on the headboard. Tommy was gasping. Adam was so tight around him and for a second he felt like a teenager again. Then he slowly pushed further in while their eyes stayed locked. He could see the lust in Adams eyes. Then he was all the way in and tried to calm down. He didn&amp;rsquo;t want it to be over too soon, so he had to wait until he would move again. Adam pulled him down for a gentle kiss and Tommy could feel them both shiver. He smiled at Adam while he stroke over his face. They kissed again and then Tommy got impatient. He started to move in and out in long, smooth movements. He could feel Adams fingers digging in his back. And then he moved in again and hit the spot he has heard about and Adam cried out. &amp;ldquo;Do it again!&amp;rdquo; And Tommy did. And they picked up the pace. And Tommy pulled in and out over and over again and he was hitting the spot almost everytime. And Adam was wrapping his legs around him like a bench wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while Adam pulled him down again for another hot and wet kiss and while their tongues were sliding against each other Tommy kept his rhythym steady. Adam was a writhing mess underneath him and suddenly Adam pulled away from the kiss and Tommy could feel and hear him come. And his muscles gripped around his cock like they would embrace him and this tight and hot feeling did it to him. Tommy came with Adams name on his lips while he was buried deep inside of Adam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes Tommy pulled out, removed the condom and laid down beside Adam. They were both unable to speak for a while. &amp;ldquo;Wow&amp;rdquo; was the first word Tommy was able to form. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, wow! That was amazing!&amp;rdquo; Adam turned his face to Tommy and cupped his face with his fingers. The look in his eyes was full of love and faith. Tommy smiled. &amp;ldquo;I am fucking tired now. Let us shower and sleep. And tomorrow we will see if I let you be the top.&amp;rdquo; Tommy jumped out of the bed and Adam followed him. And while they walked over to the bathroom he slapped Tommys ass slightly.&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:23:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic: Don&apos;t wake up 16/18</title>
  <author>glitterwriter</author>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:larger;&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don&amp;rsquo;t wake up!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Title: Don&amp;rsquo;t wake up&lt;br /&gt;Type: Romance&lt;br /&gt;Rating: NC-17&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Adam/Tommy&lt;br /&gt;Words: about 1400 (this chapter)&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: a bit of angst, lot of M/M; It will stay hot, so be warned! The third date starts ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: it&amp;#39;s just my imagination, I don&amp;#39;t own the guys, even if I really would like to ;-) But I own the story. Don&amp;rsquo;t tweet this to any of the persons I am just borrowing here.&lt;br /&gt;Summary: What happens when Adam and Tommy wake up in one bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the last chapter for a while. I have to leave for about a week and won&amp;rsquo;t be able to update. Enjoy it and I promise to update as soon as I am back! And thank you all for reading and all the lovely comments ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 16&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam couldn&amp;rsquo;t believe how nervous he actually was. He looked in the mirror to check his outfit. Black suit, white chemise, black shoes and some glitter in his hair. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t resist. And there was some eyeliner around his eyes. He didn&amp;rsquo;t wear a tie. And he left some buttons open of his chemise. He turned in front of the mirror and liked what he saw. But still: he was nervous. He stepped out from the bathroom and looked around the living room of his suite. Everything was prepared for them. There were candles on the table and some rose pallets on the floor. But not too much of everything. Just perfect. And the dinner would be here in a few minutes. The lights were turned down. Adam stepped to the window to take a look outside. He smiled and took a deep breath. He was really nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy left his room and walked the hall down to Adams suite. He really put on a black suit. But he chose to wear a shirt under the jacket. It was a tour shirt with some glitter. He kept his makeup low. He walked fast the last steps. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t wait to see Adam again. Everything changed so fast but somehow not fast enough. He felt like a teenager doing first steps towards a new life. And somehow he was excited and nervous as well. But more excited. He took a last deep breath and knocked on Adams door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam was glad that the food was brought before Tommy came. The waiter arranged everything perfectly. The food was smelling good and Adam ordered some wine and also six-pack of beer for Tommy, for later. And some chocolate and strawberries. He looked once again on his watch. Still five minutes left until the date should start. And he tried to remember if he was ever as nervous as yet. He wanted to calm down because it was Tommy and they knew each other and there was no reason to be nervous. But on the other side it was Tommy. Sweet Tommy Joe. And he couldn&amp;rsquo;t believe that he had a chance to be with Tommy. And he was nervous. And then he heard the knock and his heart was beating faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommys eyes went wide when Adam opened the door. He looked gorgeous and Tommy couldn&amp;rsquo;t take his eyes off of him. &amp;ldquo;Hi!&amp;rdquo; His voice was just a whisper. He stepped toward Adam and got in the room. Adam closed the door behind them. And then Tommy could feel Adam behind him, pressing his chest against his back, pulling him closer. He whispered in Tommys ear: &amp;ldquo;You look hot.&amp;rdquo; Tommy turned around in Adams embrace. &amp;ldquo;Thank you. You don&amp;rsquo;t look bad yourself.&amp;rdquo; And he pressed their lips together for a slow and lazy kiss. Just the right start for a romantic dinner. &amp;ldquo;It smells good. What did you ordered?&amp;rdquo; Tommy looked at Adam. Adam smiled and took his hand to lead him to the table. Tommy sat down and Adam pulled the coverage away. &amp;ldquo;Yey! Steak!&amp;rdquo; Adam was laughing. &amp;ldquo;You were afraid you would get only salad again?&amp;rdquo; Tommy just smiled back. Adam sat down on the other side of the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam looked over the table straight in Tommys eyes. They were eating in silence, exchanging smiles. After a while Tommy had to laugh. &amp;ldquo;I can&amp;rsquo;t believe how nervous I am. And I don&amp;rsquo;t get it. I know you. This is not our first dinner together. But still&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Adam nodded. &amp;ldquo;I know. I am nervous too. And I keep telling me, that it&amp;rsquo;s just you and I should calm down. But Tommy, I dreamed about this for so long. And now&amp;hellip; you are here and you look so beautiful and I can&amp;rsquo;t stop thinking how much I love you.&amp;rdquo; Tommy took Adams hand and squeezed it. &amp;ldquo;I love you too. Don&amp;rsquo;t be afraid. We are in this together. And I am so excited, you can&amp;rsquo;t imagine!&amp;rdquo; They finished and Adam asked Tommy to take the dessert to the couch. And Tommy almost jumped up from the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ate chocolate and strawberries and fed each other. And then Tommy saw some chocolate on Adams bottom lip. He reached out to wipe it away with his finger. As soon as his finger was on Adams lip, Adam sucked the finger in his mouth for a few moments. And the look in Adams eyes was almost dangerous. And Tommy pulled his finger away and got up from the couch. He pulled his jacket off and started to walk towards the bedroom. Adam followed him. He pulled his jacket off as well. Then he watched Tommy taking off the shirt and he gasped as he saw the bare skin of Tommys back. And Tommy kept walking and stripping. And Adam followed his lead. Adams chemise, shoes, trousers, socks left a trace from the couch to the bed. Finally they arrived on the edge of the bed. Both in boxers. Tommy stopped and turned around. And he had to swallow when he saw that Adams eyes were on his ass before he turned around. Then they wandered up on his body just to burn on his face. And then Adam moved closer and cupped Tommys cheek with one of his hands. Tommy leaned into the touch and closed his eyes for a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam laid his other hand on Tommys hip and pulled him closer. Tommy could feel Adams erection rubbing against him. He put his arms around Adams neck and pulled his face closer. Their eyes locked for a long time. Blue diving in brown, brown melting in blue. &amp;ldquo;Kiss me!&amp;rdquo; Tommys plead was just a breath against Adams lips, a second before Adam let his lips brush over Tommys lips. Their lips parted and the kiss was about lips against lips. Slow, lazy and wet. Caressing and demanding. And their hands started to wander up and down their bodies. Soft moans filled the room. And then Tommy was biting in Adams bottom lip. It was a soft bit, just for pleasure. But Tommy could feel Adam shudder under his hands. And this was enough for him to put his tongue in Adams mouth. The kiss became hot and hungry. Tongues were fighting for dominance, teeth were biting along lips. And then Adam pulled away from the kiss and let his lips wander over Tommys chin down to his neck and over to his ear. Tommy turned his head to give Adam more space. Suddenly he couldn&amp;rsquo;t wait any longer. &amp;ldquo;Skin on skin&amp;hellip; now&amp;hellip;I need it.&amp;rdquo; He tried to pull Adams boxer off. And Adam smiled into his skin. &amp;ldquo;Ok, you take off yours, I take off mine.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They pulled away to do what was said. It didn&amp;rsquo;t take long and they were completely naked. They stared at the body in front of them. Both panting. Adam reached out and traced his fingers over Tommys chest, stomach down to his hard cock. &amp;ldquo;I like your dick!&amp;rdquo; Tommy moaned while Adam let his fingers wander over his cock. Tommy hissed then. &amp;ldquo;Bed! Now!&amp;rdquo; Adam laughed. &amp;ldquo;Wow, you are bossy, aren&amp;rsquo;t you?&amp;rdquo; And he turned around and lat himself fall backwards on the bed. Tommy was standing above him. He was gazing over Adams body. Then he started to crawl on the bed to lay down on top of Adam. &amp;ldquo;Fuck! I love skin on skin!&amp;rdquo; Tommy was overwhelmed about the feeling of Adams skin under his skin. His cock on Adams cock. And they kissed again and Tommy started to rock his hips against Adam. And he could imagine that this friction was enough to make him come. He stopped and looked down in Adams eyes. He didn&amp;rsquo;t want it to stop this soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minute Tommy lay down on his body, Adam was burning alive. It was like his whole body wanted to take Tommy in. Embrace him, love him, fuck him. And then Tommy started to rock his hips. And that was almost too much. But fortunately Tommy stopped. And then they were looking in each others eyes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;ldquo;Tommy, I want you to fuck me&amp;rdquo; Adam hissed the words at Tommy. But Tommy shook his head. &amp;ldquo;No, babe. Tonight it&amp;rsquo;s not about fucking. It&amp;rsquo;s about making love. And if this is what you are asking for, then I am your man!&amp;rdquo; Adam smiled at Tommy and pulled him in a tenderly kiss. &amp;ldquo;Yes baby. I want you to make love to me. All night. I am waiting for this since forever. Take me!&amp;rdquo; Tommy smiled back and started to run his fingers over Adams chest.&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 17:09:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fic: Don&apos;t wake up! 15/18</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:larger;&quot;&gt;Don&amp;rsquo;t wake up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Title: Don&amp;rsquo;t wake up&lt;br /&gt;Type: Romance&lt;br /&gt;Rating: NC-17&lt;br /&gt;Pairing: Adam/Tommy&lt;br /&gt;Words: about 1000 (this chapter)&lt;br /&gt;Warnings: a bit of angst, lot of M/M; It will stay hot, so be warned!&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: it&amp;#39;s just my imagination, I don&amp;#39;t own the guys, even if I really would like to ;-) But I own the story. Don&amp;rsquo;t tweet this to any of the persons I am just borrowing here.&lt;br /&gt;Summary: What happens when Adam and Tommy wake up in one bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align:center&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 15&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam couldn&amp;rsquo;t believe what just happened. Tommy got really bold and Adam was surprised how good it felt. Time stopped as he watched Tommy taking his cock inch by inch in his mouth. He had huge problems to stand upright while Tommy was working his tongue and his teeth over his cock. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop the moans slipping out of his mouth. His head fell back and he closed his eyes for several minutes. He was just enjoying the feeling, thoughts stopped. And the animal in him started to take over and he couldn&amp;rsquo;t stop himself from pushing Tommys face closer. He felt amazing and Tommy seemed to like it. He let Adam mouthfuck him and Adam was on a fast wave towards the edge. He wanted to warn Tommy but Tommy didn&amp;rsquo;t pull away and it was like heaven. When he came it was like dying and being born again at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam couldn&amp;rsquo;t resist pulling Tommy up for a kiss. He wanted to taste himself in his mouth. And after he licked over and over Tommys tongue there was just the taste of Tommy left. And that was an even bigger turn on. He moaned in Tommys mouth and Tommy ran his hands over Adams naked body. When they pulled away, Tommy smiled at Adam. &amp;ldquo;I think we should slow down, Adam. I don&amp;rsquo;t want to wear you out until tonight.&amp;rdquo; He left a peck on Adams mouth and pulled out of the embrace. He went down to pick up the sheet from the floor. He smiled while he got up to wrap it around Adams waist. Then he laid his hands on Adams shoulders and looked up in Adams eyes. And they were smiling at each other. Adam had still a hazy look in his eyes. He sighed &amp;ldquo;Tommy, you are just amazing. I can&amp;rsquo;t believe how much I get lost in you.&amp;rdquo; Tommy kept their eyes locked. &amp;ldquo;Do you like it?&amp;rdquo; Adam deepened his smile. &amp;ldquo;It should scare me but it doesn&amp;rsquo;t. I am just amazed how secure I feel around you.&amp;rdquo; They shared another soft kiss and then Tommy stepped away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam moved over to his bed and lay down. He turned around and was laying on his side adjusted himself with his elbow. Tommy looked at him. He couldn&amp;rsquo;t believe how good it felt to be around Adam. He was still not ready to think about the consequences of all what happened the last hours. He pushed the thoughts of possible reactions of other people back in a dark corner on his mind. Then he let his eyes wander over Adams face. He liked to watch Adams face. He walked over to him and sat down on the edge facing Adam. They stayed like this for a small eternity. Amazed about the feelings between them. The silence was warm around them. Nothing strange or embarrassing about it. It was just them, alone in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam was the first one to speak. &amp;ldquo;Tell me how tight are you about dating. I mean do I have to wear something? Do you want us to go out?&amp;rdquo; Tommy smiled and crawled on the bed towards Adam. &amp;ldquo;Usually I am dressed when I have a date. And our breakfast date was my first date with a nude person.&amp;rdquo; Tommy stroke over Adams chest and left a light kiss on his shoulder. Adam shivered. &amp;ldquo;And usually I have my dates outside. But I think we are unusual. And I like the idea of having you naked on our date.&amp;rdquo; He was smirking and for a short moment Adam looked like he would blush. &amp;ldquo;And I don&amp;rsquo;t want to waste time. And I don&amp;rsquo;t want to let anyone know that we are dating. Not now. And you know we would have to call Lane to make sure we can get a reservation in some private place.&amp;rdquo; Adam nodded. &amp;ldquo;I know, so what is your plan?&amp;rdquo; Adam reached out to touch Tommys nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy leaned forward and caught Adams lips in soft kiss. Then he pulled away, still close to Adams face. &amp;ldquo;My idea is to stay here. I would like to get a small lunch and to eat on your bed. And for the dinner we could let the hotel prepare something romantic. We could both get a little dressed up and pretend we were in a fancy restaurant. And then&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Adam didn&amp;rsquo;t wait any longer and pulled Tommys lips back in another kiss. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, I like it. And I am hungry. I didn&amp;rsquo;t eat a lot for breakfast. Can we order?&amp;rdquo; Tommy jumped out of the bed to get the menu card. He came back and snuggled up to Adams chest to let him look on the menu. Adam kissed Tommys neck while he let his eyes wander over meals. &amp;ldquo;I think I like a salad with chicken. And a coke. I need some sugar.&amp;rdquo; He stroke over Tommys neck and made him shiver. Tommy pulled away to make the call. He ordered a salad as well and some fries. He knew Adam liked them but he would never order for himself. But when Tommy got some, Adam would sneak some. Tommy smiled at that thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He snuggled up to Adam. &amp;ldquo;Food will be here in ten. We should use the time to get to know each other better.&amp;rdquo; He stroke over Adams cheek and kissed him right under his chin. Adam moaned. &amp;ldquo;Ok, I see, you like this. Do you like that?&amp;rdquo; And Tommy let his mouth wander to his ear. And he took the earlobe in his mouth just to nibble on it. And Adam grabbed Tommy on his shoulders and pushed him on his back. Tommy was laughing while Adam crawled on top of him and started to move his hips against Tommys. &amp;ldquo;I think this means you liked it&amp;rdquo; Adam leaned forward and started to kiss Tommys neck. Tommy closed his eyes. And he growled when Adam started to bite his neck and his chin. And then they both had to sigh as they heard a knock. &amp;ldquo;Roomservice!&amp;rdquo; Adam rolled down of Tommy and Tommy got up to open the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&apos;cutid1-end&apos;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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