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wolfanfics) wrote2006-03-20 03:39 am
wolfanfics) wrote2006-03-20 03:39 am
Adam Hills/Hamish Blake - A Very Specky Night 2/4
TITLE: A Very Specky Night
AUTHOR: sashataakheru
FANDOM: AusComedy
PAIRINGS: Adam Hills/Hamish Blake
WORDS: 1,294
PART: 2/4
PREVIOUS: One |
DISCLAIMER: I don’t know them, not associated with them, just a slashy fangirl admirer with a very active imagination.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Inspired by that kiss on the Spicks & Specks Christmas Special in 2005.
SUMMARY: An unexpected kiss brings Adam and Hamish together.
Part Two
Hamish locks himself in the bathroom, resting his clothes on the bench. He pulls the robe off and hangs it from the doorknob. He showers quickly, his mind elsewhere. No matter how hard he tries, he can’t forget their drunken night of sex. He hates that he can’t forget it. Even if they never talk about it, they’ll both still know it happened.
He figures that if he hadn’t enjoyed their night together, he’d probably be more willing to forget it. As it stands, that night stands out as one of the most enjoyable he’s had in a very long time, not that that was any reflection on his girlfriend, of course. But, he wonders whether he’d enjoy it as much now that he’s sober. How much had the alcohol influenced his memories of how much he’d enjoyed it?
He shakes himself out of his thoughts. He doesn’t want to do that again, does he? What would his girlfriend say if she ever found out? Would he tell her it was only a one-night thing? Was it only a one-night thing? He isn’t sure. But, how else to know if it really is as good as he remembers?
He steps out of the shower to dry off and get dressed, his mind still bothered by his thoughts. He’d never thought about doing it with another guy. He had no reason to. Now, it’s all he can think of. Why does he need to know for sure that it was just the alcohol making those memories better? He isn’t sure. He isn’t sure about a lot of things.
All he knows is that he leaves the bathroom and sits down next to Adam again, not immediately realising he’d pulled the robe back on instead of dressing in his own clothes. The first words to come out of his mouth are, “Do you think we should try again, now that we’re sober?”
Adam just stares at him. He doesn’t need to ask what he’s referring to. “So it wasn’t meaningless to you then?”
“Yeah, well, no, what I mean is – maybe there’s more to it. Like, did it really feel that good or was that just because we were drunk? Don’t you want to know?”
“Not particularly. We were drunk. Who cares? It never happened.”
“I want to find out. Aren’t you even slightly curious?”
“First you wanted another kiss, now you want another fuck? No, I’m not even slightly curious. Besides, I’m not the one with a girlfriend.”
“You were the one that kissed me first. Now you’re backing away from me?”
Adam remains silent for a while, trying to work out what to say. “I’m… scared,” he says finally. Adam tries to hide the fear in his voice, but Hamish notices it as soon as he speaks.
“What are you afraid of?”
“We can’t do this.”
“But you want to, right?”
“…Maybe. I don’t know. I don’t know what to think.”
“Then don’t. Just give in.”
Their faces inch closer together. Hamish cups Adam’s face with his hand, bring them into a kiss. Their lips touch, softly at first, before their desire kicks in, and they hold each other close. Hamish reaches down to stroke Adam through his pants, causing Adam to break their kissing and pull away. Hamish wonders what’s wrong.
“Sorry, it’s just… I’m not used to this. I mean-”
“It’s ok. It’s new to me too.”
“No, no, what I meant was-” Adam paused, unsure.
“What? Something you want to tell me?”
“What I meant was – it’s been a long time. I’m not used to this yet. I don’t wanna hurt you.”
“We’ll take it slowly, alright? No need to rush, right?”
Adam smiles. “Yeah, no need to rush.”
Hamish smiles back, pulling Adam in to kiss him again. Adam, now reassured, relaxes and kisses him back, pushing him back onto the sofa, his hands pinning him down. They pause briefly as Adam pushes the robe off, leaving Hamish lying naked beneath him. Hamish pulls Adam’s shirt from him, kissing and stroking down his chest. Adam lets a small moan escape his lips, holding Hamish’s head close to his skin as he kisses down his hot skin towards his pants. Hamish manages to free Adam’s cock from his pants, lightly kissing and stroking it. Hamish stops and looks up at Adam, wanting to make sure he still wants to do this.
“I-I’m not exactly sure what I’m doing, but-”
“Just fucking do it,” Adam says.
With that, Hamish takes him into his mouth, his hands slowly pushing his pants down. Adam groans happily, his hips beginning to move with the same rhythm as Hamish’s sucking. Adam lets Hamish push him onto his back, a hand still on his head as he works him. Adam’s hips buck of their own accord, thrusting into Hamish’s accommodating mouth until he cums. Hamish pulls back at the semen filling his mouth, not used to pleasuring someone like this. It doesn’t feel totally unpleasant, though, but it would take some getting used to.
Without being asked, Hamish licked him clean, his tongue softly flitting over his hot skin. Once he’s finished, he looks up at Adam, lying still and silent, seeing his chest rise and fall as his breathing returns to normal again. Adam raises his head to look at Hamish, smiling as he sees him lying there, grinning. Adam reaches down and pulls Hamish close to him, kissing him hard. Breaking the kiss, he smiles up at Hamish as he smiles back.
“You know, for someone who wasn’t sure they knew what they were doing, you did ok,” Adam says.
“Oh yeah? And how would you know that?” Hamish says with a laugh, not really expecting an answer.
“I’ll tell you later. Now to take care of you. Let me show you how it’s done. Just – trust me on this. It’ll hurt at first, but it’s worth it. I’ll be gentle, alright?” Adam says.
Hamish looks a little confused before it dawns on him what Adam wants to do. “You don’t have to. I-I mean, don’t feel you have to rush into this,” he says, his voice sounding a little nervous.
Adam notices his hesitation and fear. “I’d never hurt you, you know. We can wait until you’re ready, if you like. But, that’s assuming there’s some sort of relationship between us. Where do we stand here? What about your girlfriend?” Adam says seriously.
“I-I don’t know. I hadn’t thought of that,” Hamish says, sheepishly.
“I’m not going to be second best. I won’t be your little secret. I won’t wait around for you, you know. Not forever, anyway.”
Hamish pulls away, sitting on the floor, his back against the chair. “This is so fucked up. How did we get into this big mess?” he says.
“Does it matter? There’s no going back now. You regret what we did together?” Adam says, pulling his jeans back up before sitting up.
“No, I don’t, it’s just that-” Hamish pauses. “I’m so confused. Everything was fine til this happened. Now I’m not sure of anything!” Hamish says, standing up and walking away from Adam.
“Fine, you go sort yourself out. And maybe I’ll be here when you know what you want. But, don’t expect me to spend the rest of my life waiting for you,” Adam says angrily.
“Fine. I’ll be leaving then,” Hamish says, leaving Adam sitting on the sofa as he gets dressed properly and gathers his things.
Adam hardly notices his movements. He wonders what he’s done to scare him off.
“Goodbye, Adam,” Hamish says. “I’ll… seeya round.”
By the time Adam looks towards the door, Hamish is gone. His heart crushed, his mind confused, there’s nothing left for him to do but cry.
AUTHOR: sashataakheru
FANDOM: AusComedy
PAIRINGS: Adam Hills/Hamish Blake
WORDS: 1,294
PART: 2/4
PREVIOUS: One |
DISCLAIMER: I don’t know them, not associated with them, just a slashy fangirl admirer with a very active imagination.
AUTHOR'S NOTES: Inspired by that kiss on the Spicks & Specks Christmas Special in 2005.
SUMMARY: An unexpected kiss brings Adam and Hamish together.
Part Two
Hamish locks himself in the bathroom, resting his clothes on the bench. He pulls the robe off and hangs it from the doorknob. He showers quickly, his mind elsewhere. No matter how hard he tries, he can’t forget their drunken night of sex. He hates that he can’t forget it. Even if they never talk about it, they’ll both still know it happened.
He figures that if he hadn’t enjoyed their night together, he’d probably be more willing to forget it. As it stands, that night stands out as one of the most enjoyable he’s had in a very long time, not that that was any reflection on his girlfriend, of course. But, he wonders whether he’d enjoy it as much now that he’s sober. How much had the alcohol influenced his memories of how much he’d enjoyed it?
He shakes himself out of his thoughts. He doesn’t want to do that again, does he? What would his girlfriend say if she ever found out? Would he tell her it was only a one-night thing? Was it only a one-night thing? He isn’t sure. But, how else to know if it really is as good as he remembers?
He steps out of the shower to dry off and get dressed, his mind still bothered by his thoughts. He’d never thought about doing it with another guy. He had no reason to. Now, it’s all he can think of. Why does he need to know for sure that it was just the alcohol making those memories better? He isn’t sure. He isn’t sure about a lot of things.
All he knows is that he leaves the bathroom and sits down next to Adam again, not immediately realising he’d pulled the robe back on instead of dressing in his own clothes. The first words to come out of his mouth are, “Do you think we should try again, now that we’re sober?”
Adam just stares at him. He doesn’t need to ask what he’s referring to. “So it wasn’t meaningless to you then?”
“Yeah, well, no, what I mean is – maybe there’s more to it. Like, did it really feel that good or was that just because we were drunk? Don’t you want to know?”
“Not particularly. We were drunk. Who cares? It never happened.”
“I want to find out. Aren’t you even slightly curious?”
“First you wanted another kiss, now you want another fuck? No, I’m not even slightly curious. Besides, I’m not the one with a girlfriend.”
“You were the one that kissed me first. Now you’re backing away from me?”
Adam remains silent for a while, trying to work out what to say. “I’m… scared,” he says finally. Adam tries to hide the fear in his voice, but Hamish notices it as soon as he speaks.
“What are you afraid of?”
“We can’t do this.”
“But you want to, right?”
“…Maybe. I don’t know. I don’t know what to think.”
“Then don’t. Just give in.”
Their faces inch closer together. Hamish cups Adam’s face with his hand, bring them into a kiss. Their lips touch, softly at first, before their desire kicks in, and they hold each other close. Hamish reaches down to stroke Adam through his pants, causing Adam to break their kissing and pull away. Hamish wonders what’s wrong.
“Sorry, it’s just… I’m not used to this. I mean-”
“It’s ok. It’s new to me too.”
“No, no, what I meant was-” Adam paused, unsure.
“What? Something you want to tell me?”
“What I meant was – it’s been a long time. I’m not used to this yet. I don’t wanna hurt you.”
“We’ll take it slowly, alright? No need to rush, right?”
Adam smiles. “Yeah, no need to rush.”
Hamish smiles back, pulling Adam in to kiss him again. Adam, now reassured, relaxes and kisses him back, pushing him back onto the sofa, his hands pinning him down. They pause briefly as Adam pushes the robe off, leaving Hamish lying naked beneath him. Hamish pulls Adam’s shirt from him, kissing and stroking down his chest. Adam lets a small moan escape his lips, holding Hamish’s head close to his skin as he kisses down his hot skin towards his pants. Hamish manages to free Adam’s cock from his pants, lightly kissing and stroking it. Hamish stops and looks up at Adam, wanting to make sure he still wants to do this.
“I-I’m not exactly sure what I’m doing, but-”
“Just fucking do it,” Adam says.
With that, Hamish takes him into his mouth, his hands slowly pushing his pants down. Adam groans happily, his hips beginning to move with the same rhythm as Hamish’s sucking. Adam lets Hamish push him onto his back, a hand still on his head as he works him. Adam’s hips buck of their own accord, thrusting into Hamish’s accommodating mouth until he cums. Hamish pulls back at the semen filling his mouth, not used to pleasuring someone like this. It doesn’t feel totally unpleasant, though, but it would take some getting used to.
Without being asked, Hamish licked him clean, his tongue softly flitting over his hot skin. Once he’s finished, he looks up at Adam, lying still and silent, seeing his chest rise and fall as his breathing returns to normal again. Adam raises his head to look at Hamish, smiling as he sees him lying there, grinning. Adam reaches down and pulls Hamish close to him, kissing him hard. Breaking the kiss, he smiles up at Hamish as he smiles back.
“You know, for someone who wasn’t sure they knew what they were doing, you did ok,” Adam says.
“Oh yeah? And how would you know that?” Hamish says with a laugh, not really expecting an answer.
“I’ll tell you later. Now to take care of you. Let me show you how it’s done. Just – trust me on this. It’ll hurt at first, but it’s worth it. I’ll be gentle, alright?” Adam says.
Hamish looks a little confused before it dawns on him what Adam wants to do. “You don’t have to. I-I mean, don’t feel you have to rush into this,” he says, his voice sounding a little nervous.
Adam notices his hesitation and fear. “I’d never hurt you, you know. We can wait until you’re ready, if you like. But, that’s assuming there’s some sort of relationship between us. Where do we stand here? What about your girlfriend?” Adam says seriously.
“I-I don’t know. I hadn’t thought of that,” Hamish says, sheepishly.
“I’m not going to be second best. I won’t be your little secret. I won’t wait around for you, you know. Not forever, anyway.”
Hamish pulls away, sitting on the floor, his back against the chair. “This is so fucked up. How did we get into this big mess?” he says.
“Does it matter? There’s no going back now. You regret what we did together?” Adam says, pulling his jeans back up before sitting up.
“No, I don’t, it’s just that-” Hamish pauses. “I’m so confused. Everything was fine til this happened. Now I’m not sure of anything!” Hamish says, standing up and walking away from Adam.
“Fine, you go sort yourself out. And maybe I’ll be here when you know what you want. But, don’t expect me to spend the rest of my life waiting for you,” Adam says angrily.
“Fine. I’ll be leaving then,” Hamish says, leaving Adam sitting on the sofa as he gets dressed properly and gathers his things.
Adam hardly notices his movements. He wonders what he’s done to scare him off.
“Goodbye, Adam,” Hamish says. “I’ll… seeya round.”
By the time Adam looks towards the door, Hamish is gone. His heart crushed, his mind confused, there’s nothing left for him to do but cry.
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