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adam parrish 。 ([personal profile] cabes) wrote in [community profile] arizelly2016-03-15 08:34 pm

( adam & gansey )

PLACEHOLDER.
topsiders: (never quite learning why.)

[personal profile] topsiders 2016-03-19 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ Adam's groan echoes over Gansey's skin, makes his brain buzz happily, dulling any remaining thoughts and fears and anxieties. It doesn't matter that he's literally never done any of this before; it doesn't matter that they're at risk to exposure from the rest of their friends at any given moment. Gansey finds himself so lost in the warmth of Adam, the touch of skin and lips and fingers trailing, and the heaviness of Adam's weight over him.

Clothing is starting to feel like a burden. Gansey's hands find the hem of Adam's worn out t-shirt, lifting it to run fingers tentatively up the length of his torso, roaming towards his back, pulling him down against him while their mouths meet again and again. His breathing becomes erratic with his wants, and everything else pulses like a song, calling for the other boy. ]


Adam.

[ He breathes the other boy's name out into an exhale against his skin like a mantra before his lips find skin again - his mouth, his jaw, his nose, his neck. It's strangely gentle, almost romantic. ]

Adam.
topsiders: (the turning tides are parting for you.)

[personal profile] topsiders 2016-03-19 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ Jesus Christ.

Gansey can feel Adam hardening against him, his need echoing his own. Gansey's mouth presses up against the skin of Adam's neck, right by his appropriately-named Adam's apple, leaving a slightly wet mark there, while his hands find another direction to explore, fumbling with the worn elastic of Adam's sweatpants.

Gansey shifts against Adam before one hand slides past the fabric, greeted by heat and Adam's desire, now a hard and tangible thing in his grip. ]


Tell me what you want me to do.

[ He whispers into Adam's ear, his words almost a plea.

What does Adam want, and how can Gansey give it to him? ]
topsiders: (longed for it.)

[personal profile] topsiders 2016-03-19 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
[ The Adam now is such a different Adam from just hours ago, so full of anger and resentment and guilt, leaving Gansey feeling like he'd really fucked things up in a way that he might never be able to repair. It'd hurt like something burrowing itself into his chest and opening a hole from the inside, growing bigger with each horrible thing he and Adam said to each other.

Now, in the quiet of the middle of the night, cloaked in darkness and the slightest sliver of the moon outside of Monmouth's gigantic windows punched into the brickwork, they whisper promises to each other, laced with the taste of salt and skin.

Gansey captures Adam's mouth against his again while he strokes a thumb over the other boy's hardened length.

I'm here, he says. I'm here. It's me. Gansey. Just Gansey.

He kisses him fervently, pouring his whole heart into it - the fears, the anxieties, the excitement, the fascination with magic and old kings, with books, with all of the silly jokes they share, with hidden meanings behind seemingly casual fistbumps, with love.

Know me, he thinks. This is me.

He pulls his hand out from beneath the fabric, shifting in order to pull them both back up. Gansey crouches over the crumpled bed sheets on his knees, hands going back to the elastic of Adam's pants. He wants them off. ]


Let me show you.
topsiders: (follow it to your king.)

[personal profile] topsiders 2016-03-21 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[ For one brief moment, Gansey simply stays where he is, slightly in awe of Adam, partially in disbelief that this is really happening. He sees Adam, exposed and vulnerable and very ready, and Gansey's mouth goes a little dry. He's so beautiful, there's a slight ache in his chest somewhere. But he's here and he wants Gansey as much as Gansey wants him.

Slowly and with some care, Gansey crawls forward until he can reach out and touch him. He drags his fingers down the length of the other boy's torso, leaning in so his mouth can follow after, leaving a trail of kisses until he reaches the length of Adam, hard and throbbing. He's never done anything like this before but that kind of inexperience has never stopped him before.

He presses his lips against the crown, tongue flicking across while his fingers wrap gently around Adam's length. ]