This Is Make-Believe, Dear!

Title: How I Met You, Part Eleven
Author: moodwriter
Beta: aislinntlc
Genre: angst, romance, high school AU
Pairing: Adam/Tommy
Word Count: 2400 words (this part)
Rating: NC-17 (this part)
Warnings: language, sexual scenes
Summary: Adam has done something stupid, and the whole school laughs at him. Tommy has just moved to San Diego with his parents, and he chooses the outcast over popularity because that's just his way.
Disclaimer: AU liberates me from my responsibility to tell you that this is not real. :D Mwahahahaaaaa. Anyway, this is fiction.
Prompt: College and HS AUs are my fav! But that's all I got lol So that was vegas1024's prompt for me way back when. I've been slowly writing all these prompts, and this one gets its chance now. Hopefully you'll like it. :)

How I Met You, Part Eleven


"Tommy, wake up."

There was a warm hand against his shoulder, and for a second he thought something was trying to hurt him, but then he realized it was Adam, a very concerned and wide-eyed Adam.

He'd had another nightmare. He could see that in Adam's eyes. He'd never slept in the same bed with anyone, and he didn't know how much he tossed and turned, or if he made noises. He should've remembered. "Sorry I woke you up," he whispered, and Adam pulled him into a hug, crushing him a little.

"You sounded like someone was torturing you," Adam mumbled against his skin. "God, I've never heard anyting like that. Do you have nightmares often?"

He didn't want to say that it happened every night. "Yeah, sometimes."

"That's just awful." Adam kissed his cheek, then his nose, and finally his lips, gentle and careful, and it was a new, rather wonderful way to wake up from a bad dream.

Tommy snuggled closer, feeling warm and comfortable. It was a little funny to realize that he liked being petted. He let out a soft sound, curling in Adam's arms, and he could feel Adam's laughter.

"You're like a kitty," Adam said, lips brushing his ear. "I can almost hear you purring."

To make Adam laugh some more, he purred.

Adam pulled him into an even tighter hug, wrapping his arms and legs around Tommy, trapping him. "Oh my god, you're too wonderful."

He let Adam hold him, breathing in and out, enjoying Adam's scent. He kind of loved his life. "You know what I could do right now?" he asked.

"You want a teenage boy to answer that?"

Tommy smiled against Adam's neck. "Teach me to swim."

"Now?"

"Yeah. I want to do it."

Adam pushed Tommy's hair back, looked into his eyes. "Right this minute?"

"We could sneak downstairs. Nobody would bother us. It's night. The world isn't awake yet. We're alone. I think I could do it."

Adam sat up, taking Tommy's hand. "Okay. Get your stuff."

Tommy rummaged through his bag, looking for his swimming trunks while Adam went to find his from his cupboard.

They walked downstairs on their tiptoes, trying not to laugh or make any other sounds. It was fun and exciting, and Tommy loved Adam for doing this with him.

His breaths became light when they reached the pool, and the fear gripped his throat, but he wanted to do this. He followed Adam to the edge of the pool, holding his hand, staring at Adam's back rather than the water.

"You don't have to, you know," Adam said quietly, looking at him. Adam had switched on the atmospheric lighting, nothing more, and he also had a few candles with him. Tommy didn't care: lights, no lights, it was still going to be up to his neck pressure everywhere around him.

He shook his head. He didn't want to stop now.

"Okay." Adam let go of Tommy's hands, quickly undressing and changing into his swimming trunks. Tommy did the same, following Adam's lead, unable to think for himself right now.

When Adam lit the candles Tommy thought about escaping. He was hugging himself, shivering. Then Adam stood again, holding his hand out. "Sit on the edge for a while. Get used to the water," Adam said. "I'll go into the pool."

He nodded, taking Adam's hand, letting him sit him down next to the candles. He didn't want to let go of Adam's hand, but he had to. He didn't dip his feet into the water. He just sat there, cross-legged.

Adam went down the ladder to the water, and Tommy couldn't stop staring. He wanted to scream at him to get out of there. It was so bizarre. His fear had never extended to another person.

"I'm fine," Adam said, swimming closer to him. It was the shallow end of the pool, and Adam put his feet to the bottom, standing in front of Tommy.

Tommy touched his wet hair, the side of his face, his chin. Somehow he had to make sure.

"If I hold your hands will you let your feet touch the water?" Adam looked at Tommy's hands in his lap, and Tommy held them out. "Breathe," Adam said, taking his hands.

Adam would be standing between his thighs if he dared to let his feet down. He tried that, but it felt like the water was swallowing him and he couldn't. He thought about the monsters of his dreams, those crawling four-legged beasts, and he wanted to pull away.

"Hey... You can just sit there and watch me. You choose the pace. Only if you're comfortable, only if you want to."

"I want to," he said, and dropped his feet, inhaling sharply, his mind blacking out. Adam held onto his hands, moving closer, his hips brushing against Tommy's calves. He waited and waited and waited, but nothing happened, and then he started to relax, breathing a little.

"That's good," Adam said, and he sounded so proud that Tommy had to open his eyes and look at him. There was a smile on Adam's face, the kind he'd never seen before, somehow fragile.

He moved his feet, and the water moved with him, splashing a little too. Adam tilted his head, pure happiness on his upturned face, and Tommy leaned down to kiss him. "I haven't done this ever," he whispered close to Adam's lips.

"I taught Neil to swim, but I've never done anything like this before either. I just know that it has to be about you and your pace. If it feels too uncomfortable don't do it."

Tommy nodded, his forehead bumping against Adam's, their noses touching.

"Do you want to watch me swim for a while, or do you want to stay like this, or do you want to come to the water?"

He didn't know. He wasn't sure. But he wanted to try things. "Can you lift me into the water? And don't let go."

Adam wrapped his arms around Tommy's body. "You sure? Want me to be ready to lift you out?"

He put his hands on Adam's shoulders, then said, "Yeah, be ready."

The water was up to Adam's waist, not too high, not too suffocating, but the fear still tensed every part of his body. He let Adam lift him off the edge, and down to the water, let him hold him in the water, and he didn't start to scream, didn't try to get away. He stayed absolutely still, terrified.

"You're kind of strangling me," Adam said after a moment, and he eased his hold on Adam's neck, but just a little. "Put your feet to the bottom. You'll feel more in control."

Tommy did that, water making it utterly strange to move his body. It wasn't nice at all.

"So... What do you think of the girls in our class. Any cute ones?"

Tommy looked at Adam, totally lost. "What?"

"Girls. You liked them before me."

They were supposed to swim, weren't they? This wasn't swimming. This was standing about, feeling awful. "Marie's cute," he said, making sure his hold on Adam wouldn't slip.

"Is she? I think she uses too much makeup." Adam turned them around, and leaned against the wall of the pool. Tommy's heart nearly skipped the rest of the year's beats because of that, but it soon started its job again.

"I like her lips," he said, not thinking at all.

Adam laughed. "You do?"

He looked at the water over his shoulder. The pool seemed vast, never-ending. He swallowed hard. "I like yours more." He turned to look at Adam again. He wanted out, but they hadn't even started yet.

"I'm glad," Adam said, and Tommy liked the fact he could feel Adam's words. They were so close. "I want to kiss you." Adam bit his chin. "I want to try everything with you."

Adam had one knee between his thighs, a hand at the small of his back, and the other holding his upper body as close as possible. Tommy touched the wound on Adam's lip. "Does the water make it hurt more?"

"Everything makes it hurt more." Adam kissed his fingers, then sucked his forefinger into his mouth.

Tommy gasped, surprised and aroused at the same time. Adam smirked around his finger, feeling the arousal.

"Don't come in the pool," Adam warned him, and then sucked his finger again.

It was a weird mix of feelings: fear, anxiety, arousal, curiosity, and excitement. He didn't know how to react to anything.

Adam's hand found his hair, pulling, then spreading at the back of his head, and he wanted more. He moved against Adam's leg, breathing close to Adam's cheek. "Don't make me come then," he said, moaning when Adam bit his finger.

"I... Damn it, Tommy. I'm supposed to be teaching you." Adam kissed his cheek, then licked a trail to his mouth, biting his skin on the way. The kiss was deep and needy from the beginning, and all of a sudden it didn't matter one bit that they were in the water. They were fighting to get more contact, more skin, eager to touch, and even more eager to feel.

Adam turned them around, pushing Tommy against the wall of the pool, wrapped Tommy's legs around his waist, and thrust against him, frantic more than anything, and if this was Adam's idea of how not to come in the pool Tommy didn't want to know the alternative. He groaned to Adam's neck, scratching his back, trying to move with him. He wanted Adam's hands on him. He wanted to get his hands on Adam, but this was so, so good too.

Then he felt Adam lift him on the edge of the pool, the water around him making a heavy sound, and Adam's mouth was on him through his swimming trunks. He tried to breathe, but nothing happened. It was just so intense, and then Adam climbed up and on top of Tommy, pushing him on his back, spreading him on the floor. The tiles were cold, but Adam's mouth was hot, and he bucked his hips up, pushing in too deep, almost choking Adam.

Adam just forced him down, held him there, sucking him off, and Tommy grabbed his hair, fingers getting lost, his mind nothing but Adam's lips around his cock. His toes curled, the orgasm building in his body so quickly he couldn't even warn Adam in anyway. He tried to breathe, tried to relax, but it was too strong, too heavy on him, and it took a while for the feeling to pass, the high to go away.

When he opened his eyes Adam was straddling his stomach a hand in his pants, looking at Tommy, a clear question in his eyes: Can I? Tommy nodded, stroking Adam's thighs, opening his mouth suggestively.

Adam pushed his pants down, moving a little closer, jerking off, one hand on Tommy's shoulder. It didn't take long, and when it did happen it managed to startle Tommy, but only for a second. He got a shot to his mouth too, one to his cheek, and the rest to his chest. Adam leaned down to kiss him the moment he could.

"You're beyond gorgeous," Adam whispered against his mouth.

He got a taste of Adam, and he liked that. He grinned, grabbing Adam's neck. "It's good. It's all good."

"I'm glad you enjoyed your first swimming lesson." Adam kissed the side of his mouth, his chin, the hollow of his throat. "Thanks for letting me do that."

Tommy lay there, completely relaxed, the backs of his hands resting against the floor, too. "I like you," he said, breathing, feeling Adam's body on top of his.

"I've noticed." Adam moved down Tommy's body, kissing one of his nipples, first gently, then scraping it with his teeth. Tommy's breath caught. "I like the way you sound when you come," Adam said to his other nipple and sucked it into his mouth.

Tommy's whole body was too sensitive for this teasing right now, and he was sure Adam knew that. He felt too heavy to move, though, so he only made a protesting sound.

"Tell me to stop, and I will," Adam said with a wicked tone.

Tommy just lay there, pleased that he didn't have to do anything. Then Adam turned him on his stomach, and licked his spine, one hand around his body. That felt good, and he bit the side of his hand to hold back the moan. Adam pulled his swimming trunks the rest of the way down, and he was completely naked, Adam's body just inches away from his. That much skin against his own was beyond perfect, and he tried to arch his body just right to get everything of Adam closer. Adam gasped, then bit and licked his back, moving lower.

He almost cried out when Adam kissed his thigh, then licked his ass, light, tentative, and he forgot to ask what the hell he was doing because Adam did it again, and it felt too good. He whined into his hands, biting his wrist, and then Adam pushed his tongue inside him, just the tip, just a little, but it was enough to make him lose it. He had to grab onto something, anything solid, anything. There was nothing but the floor.

Adam's tongue was wet, and eager, and willing to do whatever it took to make Tommy squirm in a desperate way, and he was doing that, so ready, but he couldn't think of how to get off, how to make himself come, and then Adam's fingers wrapped around his cock, and he came so fast and so loud they must have woken someone up.

"Oh my god," Adam said, mesmerized. "That was... Oh my god..."

Tommy's thoughts exactly. Not a part in his body worked. He was completely boneless.

Adam came to lie next to him, still hard, still panting. "I wanted to push into you. That was just... God, you're perfect." Adam was stroking his side, kissing the back of his neck, loving him. It felt like that.

Tommy mumbled, trying to form words, but it was just sounds, vowels.

"What, baby?"

"Best... lesson... ever."


TBC...


A/N: Yeah, boys. I could be writing sex all the time. I wouldn't even mind. :) I hope you enjoyed. <3333333333333333

My dear beta is busy for a while so the last three chapters are unbetaed. I love working with her so, so much. :) *hugs*