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wolfanfics) wrote2007-04-02 04:14 am
wolfanfics) wrote2007-04-02 04:14 am
Adam Hills/Hamish Blake: Mine
Title: Mine
Author: Sashataakheru
Fandom: AUSComedy
Characters: Adam Hills, Rove McManus, Hamish Blake
Pairings: Adam/Hamish
Prompt: #32 Branding
Word Count: 1,364
Warnings: little bit of swearing, bondagey themes
Rating: FRM
Disclaimer: I don’t know them, not associated with them, just a slashy fangirl admirer with a very active imagination.
Progress: 12/50 -- Table
Author's Notes/Summary: Adam gets all possessive-like over Hamish because of Rove. Aww.
For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
fan_girl63. See? I can still write Admish! :D
*bats Chaser bunnies away temporarily to get this done*
Mine
“I think you’re overreacting,” Hamish said as he watched Adam.
“I’m not. I just don’t want you getting hurt. I know what he’s like. And if you’re, you know, going to be there more often…” Adam’s voice trailed off.
“It’s Rove. He’s harmless. Besides which he’s helped get me and Andy on TV. I owe him a few favours. This is the least I can do,” Hamish said.
“You just don’t get it, do you?” Adam said.
“Get what? I thought you liked him. What’s got you so fucking jealous all of a sudden?” Hamish said.
“He’s a sneaky bastard, that’s what. He’ll make sure I see less of you. And, you know, I like having you on the show. I hate the thought of this ruining things. Who else am I supposed to flirt with?” Adam said.
“Oh, is that what this is about? Are you that afraid I’ll do one show and run off with Rove? I was certain our relationship was more stable than that,” Hamish said.
“I’m sorry, it’s just, we’re still keeping things to ourselves, and I worry that he’ll move in on you and I don’t want to lose you,” Adam said. “I’m being completely and utterly irrational, I know, but I can’t help it.”
“Come here,” Hamish said, opening his arms to Adam. Adam fell into his embrace, unaware of how tightly he was clutching onto him. “I love you. I always will. I have no interest in Rove. He’s attractive, sure, but he’s not you, and I only want you. Now stop being such a girl and get over it, alright?” he said.
“I love you too much to just get over it. Just don’t let your guard down. He’s a charmer, just like me. I know how he works. Don’t let him get to you. There’s nothing holding him back now. If he wants it, he’ll get it. I’ve seen it time and time again. Don’t do something you’ll regret later on,” Adam said, unable to shake his concern.
“Can I still say I think you’re overreacting? You’re making him out to be some sort of monster and he’s not like that at all,” Hamish said.
“Someone can seem like the most genuinely lovely person in the world but they might just be really good at playing mind games. Just keep that in mind,” Adam said.
“Sometimes I think you’re way too protective. I’m capable of looking after myself, you know,” Hamish said.
“Oh yeah?” Adam said with a grin.
“Yeah. I don’t need you to take care of me,” Hamish said.
“But you never complain when I do,” Adam said, nuzzling Hamish’s neck, making him squirm.
“Hey! Quit it!” Hamish said, pushing Adam away.
“I thought you wanted me,” Adam said, feigning a hurt look.
“I do, it’s just- Oh, quit with the sad look. I know you’re faking that,” Hamish said.
Adam gave him a big grin and scooped him up into his arms before he could protest. Adam carried him towards the bedroom, remaining calm in spite of Hamish’s struggles. Hamish found himself pressed into the bed, Adam lying on top of him. Hamish thought about struggling, but he had a feeling there wouldn’t be much point. Besides, he could tell things were about to get heated by the way Adam was grinning down at him.
“I think it’s time I marked you as mine,” Adam said into Hamish’s neck, sucking on the skin hard.
“And what might that entail?” Hamish managed to say as Adam bit down hard on his collar bone.
“You’ll find out,” Adam said, kissing his neck.
“You’ve really got the – neck obsession tonight,” Hamish said just as Adam sucked hard on the bite mark, making Hamish inhale sharply.
“I like your neck. Is that such a crime?” Adam said, looking down at him.
“I never told you to stop,” Hamish said, meeting Adam’s gaze.
“Since when did you earn the right to tell me what to do, hmm?” Adam said, sitting up to straddle Hamish’s hips, gently brushing a finger down his cheek.
“Oh, don’t go all dom on me now,” Hamish said, being deliberately whiny.
“I have to mark you as mine. Then you’ll remember who you belong to,” Adam said.
“Yeah, I know, you said that before,” Hamish said.
“I’ve got a present for you. I’d like you to wear it all the time, if that’s alright. I bought two, so you know, one each…” Adam got off Hamish and rummaged around in his bedside table, pulling out a couple of small black boxes.
Hamish propped himself up on one elbow, trying to see what Adam had in his hands. “What’ve you got there?” he said, seeing the boxes.
Adam came and sat down on the bed again next to Hamish, setting the boxes in front of him. Hamish sat up opposite him, waiting for him to speak. He didn’t think Adam would appreciate his joking right now.
“I thought long and hard about what I could do to mark you as my own. It had to be subtle, something no one would pay any attention to. I thought about some sort of permanent marking, but I knew you wouldn’t go for it. It was Wil who suggested these, as it turned out. Here,” Adam said, handing over one of the boxes.
Hamish glanced at Adam before opening the box he’d been given. Inside was a thin braided leather bracelet with silver clasps in the shape of padlocks. It wasn’t fancy at all, nor did it say anything about being owned, but it was beautifully made. Hamish took it from the box and looked it over. It smelt of leather. Hamish adored the smell of leather.
“Do you like it?” Adam said.
“I love it. It’s gorgeous. And you’re right, it’s subtle. No one’s going to know what it really means,” Hamish said.
“Can I – I mean, would you mind if I put it on you?” Adam said.
“Sure. Go ahead, Master. Make me yours,” Hamish said.
Adam took the bracelet from him and undid it, taking a moment to admire it before securing it around Hamish’s right wrist. Adam was glad it fit properly. He hadn’t had a chance to check. Hamish looked down at the bracelet, knowing what it symbolised.
“I know it’s not that showy or anything, but I didn’t want to risk anyone finding out and I wanted to give you something that you could always wear to remind you of me. I hope that’s alright,” Adam said.
“It’s more than alright. I’ll out yours on, shall I?” Hamish said, grabbing the other box.
“Please do,” Adam said. He watched in silence as Hamish secured the bracelet on his wrist. He didn’t think he’d ever take it off.
“So, does this mean you’ll stop being all jealous of me when I’m on Rove’s show?” Hamish said with a grin.
“Not necessarily. I’ll still kill him if he lays a finger on you,” Adam said.
“What did I do to wind up with such a loyal protector, hey?” Hamish said.
“You’re just lucky, that’s all. Will you wear it all the time for me?” Adam said.
“All the time. I promise. I know you’re just worried about me, but really, I’m more in love with you than you give me credit for. I’m not so flippant that I’ll go off with the first cute guy who propositions me. I’d at least wait til he bought me a few drinks first,” Hamish said, and quickly tried to dodge Adam’s tackle. Adam was too quick and pinned him into the bed again.
“You’re just lucky I love you, Ham,” Adam said, looking down at him.
“Oh yeah? How so?” Hamish said.
“Because I’m going to fuck you all night for that remark,” Adam said, grinding against his groin.
“I love your punishments, you know,” Hamish said, smiling at him mischievously.
“Don’t get used to them. Now get naked. I want to get on with this already,” Adam said, hands fisting at Hamish’s shirt as if to reinforce his point.
“As you wish, Master,” Hamish said as he pulled his shirt off over his head.
Author: Sashataakheru
Fandom: AUSComedy
Characters: Adam Hills, Rove McManus, Hamish Blake
Pairings: Adam/Hamish
Prompt: #32 Branding
Word Count: 1,364
Warnings: little bit of swearing, bondagey themes
Rating: FRM
Disclaimer: I don’t know them, not associated with them, just a slashy fangirl admirer with a very active imagination.
Progress: 12/50 -- Table
Author's Notes/Summary: Adam gets all possessive-like over Hamish because of Rove. Aww.
For
fan_girl63. See? I can still write Admish! :D*bats Chaser bunnies away temporarily to get this done*
Mine
“I think you’re overreacting,” Hamish said as he watched Adam.
“I’m not. I just don’t want you getting hurt. I know what he’s like. And if you’re, you know, going to be there more often…” Adam’s voice trailed off.
“It’s Rove. He’s harmless. Besides which he’s helped get me and Andy on TV. I owe him a few favours. This is the least I can do,” Hamish said.
“You just don’t get it, do you?” Adam said.
“Get what? I thought you liked him. What’s got you so fucking jealous all of a sudden?” Hamish said.
“He’s a sneaky bastard, that’s what. He’ll make sure I see less of you. And, you know, I like having you on the show. I hate the thought of this ruining things. Who else am I supposed to flirt with?” Adam said.
“Oh, is that what this is about? Are you that afraid I’ll do one show and run off with Rove? I was certain our relationship was more stable than that,” Hamish said.
“I’m sorry, it’s just, we’re still keeping things to ourselves, and I worry that he’ll move in on you and I don’t want to lose you,” Adam said. “I’m being completely and utterly irrational, I know, but I can’t help it.”
“Come here,” Hamish said, opening his arms to Adam. Adam fell into his embrace, unaware of how tightly he was clutching onto him. “I love you. I always will. I have no interest in Rove. He’s attractive, sure, but he’s not you, and I only want you. Now stop being such a girl and get over it, alright?” he said.
“I love you too much to just get over it. Just don’t let your guard down. He’s a charmer, just like me. I know how he works. Don’t let him get to you. There’s nothing holding him back now. If he wants it, he’ll get it. I’ve seen it time and time again. Don’t do something you’ll regret later on,” Adam said, unable to shake his concern.
“Can I still say I think you’re overreacting? You’re making him out to be some sort of monster and he’s not like that at all,” Hamish said.
“Someone can seem like the most genuinely lovely person in the world but they might just be really good at playing mind games. Just keep that in mind,” Adam said.
“Sometimes I think you’re way too protective. I’m capable of looking after myself, you know,” Hamish said.
“Oh yeah?” Adam said with a grin.
“Yeah. I don’t need you to take care of me,” Hamish said.
“But you never complain when I do,” Adam said, nuzzling Hamish’s neck, making him squirm.
“Hey! Quit it!” Hamish said, pushing Adam away.
“I thought you wanted me,” Adam said, feigning a hurt look.
“I do, it’s just- Oh, quit with the sad look. I know you’re faking that,” Hamish said.
Adam gave him a big grin and scooped him up into his arms before he could protest. Adam carried him towards the bedroom, remaining calm in spite of Hamish’s struggles. Hamish found himself pressed into the bed, Adam lying on top of him. Hamish thought about struggling, but he had a feeling there wouldn’t be much point. Besides, he could tell things were about to get heated by the way Adam was grinning down at him.
“I think it’s time I marked you as mine,” Adam said into Hamish’s neck, sucking on the skin hard.
“And what might that entail?” Hamish managed to say as Adam bit down hard on his collar bone.
“You’ll find out,” Adam said, kissing his neck.
“You’ve really got the – neck obsession tonight,” Hamish said just as Adam sucked hard on the bite mark, making Hamish inhale sharply.
“I like your neck. Is that such a crime?” Adam said, looking down at him.
“I never told you to stop,” Hamish said, meeting Adam’s gaze.
“Since when did you earn the right to tell me what to do, hmm?” Adam said, sitting up to straddle Hamish’s hips, gently brushing a finger down his cheek.
“Oh, don’t go all dom on me now,” Hamish said, being deliberately whiny.
“I have to mark you as mine. Then you’ll remember who you belong to,” Adam said.
“Yeah, I know, you said that before,” Hamish said.
“I’ve got a present for you. I’d like you to wear it all the time, if that’s alright. I bought two, so you know, one each…” Adam got off Hamish and rummaged around in his bedside table, pulling out a couple of small black boxes.
Hamish propped himself up on one elbow, trying to see what Adam had in his hands. “What’ve you got there?” he said, seeing the boxes.
Adam came and sat down on the bed again next to Hamish, setting the boxes in front of him. Hamish sat up opposite him, waiting for him to speak. He didn’t think Adam would appreciate his joking right now.
“I thought long and hard about what I could do to mark you as my own. It had to be subtle, something no one would pay any attention to. I thought about some sort of permanent marking, but I knew you wouldn’t go for it. It was Wil who suggested these, as it turned out. Here,” Adam said, handing over one of the boxes.
Hamish glanced at Adam before opening the box he’d been given. Inside was a thin braided leather bracelet with silver clasps in the shape of padlocks. It wasn’t fancy at all, nor did it say anything about being owned, but it was beautifully made. Hamish took it from the box and looked it over. It smelt of leather. Hamish adored the smell of leather.
“Do you like it?” Adam said.
“I love it. It’s gorgeous. And you’re right, it’s subtle. No one’s going to know what it really means,” Hamish said.
“Can I – I mean, would you mind if I put it on you?” Adam said.
“Sure. Go ahead, Master. Make me yours,” Hamish said.
Adam took the bracelet from him and undid it, taking a moment to admire it before securing it around Hamish’s right wrist. Adam was glad it fit properly. He hadn’t had a chance to check. Hamish looked down at the bracelet, knowing what it symbolised.
“I know it’s not that showy or anything, but I didn’t want to risk anyone finding out and I wanted to give you something that you could always wear to remind you of me. I hope that’s alright,” Adam said.
“It’s more than alright. I’ll out yours on, shall I?” Hamish said, grabbing the other box.
“Please do,” Adam said. He watched in silence as Hamish secured the bracelet on his wrist. He didn’t think he’d ever take it off.
“So, does this mean you’ll stop being all jealous of me when I’m on Rove’s show?” Hamish said with a grin.
“Not necessarily. I’ll still kill him if he lays a finger on you,” Adam said.
“What did I do to wind up with such a loyal protector, hey?” Hamish said.
“You’re just lucky, that’s all. Will you wear it all the time for me?” Adam said.
“All the time. I promise. I know you’re just worried about me, but really, I’m more in love with you than you give me credit for. I’m not so flippant that I’ll go off with the first cute guy who propositions me. I’d at least wait til he bought me a few drinks first,” Hamish said, and quickly tried to dodge Adam’s tackle. Adam was too quick and pinned him into the bed again.
“You’re just lucky I love you, Ham,” Adam said, looking down at him.
“Oh yeah? How so?” Hamish said.
“Because I’m going to fuck you all night for that remark,” Adam said, grinding against his groin.
“I love your punishments, you know,” Hamish said, smiling at him mischievously.
“Don’t get used to them. Now get naked. I want to get on with this already,” Adam said, hands fisting at Hamish’s shirt as if to reinforce his point.
“As you wish, Master,” Hamish said as he pulled his shirt off over his head.