Nightmare

Tommy fell back against the pillows. He was still fully dressed and kind of lightheaded from all the alcohol.

"Not going back to your room?"

"Gonna sleep here."

He watched as Adam turned the lights out before climbing onto the bed, looking him over slightly.

"Bad idea."

It was more of a thought, said out loud, and Tommy was too tired anyway. They both needed to sleep and it was a fucking king size bed. No problem staying on different sides and beside, Tommy knew Adam would never do something inappropriate while he was sleeping.

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No. No. Please, stop. Stop!

"Tommy… Tommy!"

Tommy sits up quickly. He is panting and the sweat drenched shirt feels cold against his back. A pair of strong arms wraps themselves around his chest, pulling him back into a warm embrace.

"You okay, glitterbaby?"

He nods, letting Adams' heartbeat calm him down and taking a deep breath before answering.

"N-nightmare."

His voice comes out raspy. Like he'd been screaming at the top of his lungs. In one way, he had.
Adam nuzzles his nose into Tommys' blonde strings, pecking his hair lightly.

"It's okay." He whispers against his scalp. "I'm here."

Tommy knows he shouldn't. But the dark room and the feeling of another warm body pressed against his makes him want to. Adams' arms around his chest makes him feel safe and when he breaths out the warm air travels down his neck, leaving a tingling sensation on his bare skin. Because of this and because he could swear Adams' heartbeat was just a little over normal, he tilts his head forward and slightly to the side, closing his eyes.
Adam hesitates, but only for a couple of seconds, then his curiosity and want for the smaller boy took over. The kiss was slow and sweet; Tommys' skin felt soft and left a salty taste on Adams' lips.

"Bad idea."

Tommy could feel the murmur against his neck and it sent shivers down his spine. Adam smiled and kept kissing him, each time with a little more strength and want as his confidence grew. The boy in his arms wasn't pulling away. If anything, Tommy leaned back against him, wanting more. Needing more. He couldn't get enough of the touch, the feeling of those lips hot and wet on his skin. It was intoxicating. The cold nightmare were long gone, overtaken by the heat radiating from Adam.