Michael slides his fingers up Adam's stomach, the tips charged with just a bit of Grace to make the sensation that much more intense for Adam. Adam squirms underneath him, responsive as always.
Michael traces Adam's collarbone, touch light and soft as a feather with just a hint of spark. He moves up to Adam's neck and across his jaw, fingers brushing over Adam's mouth. Adam laps at Michael's fingertips and sucks them into his mouth. Michael groans quietly. Adam smirks around his fingers, pleased to get a reaction out of Michael.
He curls his hand around Michael's wrist, tongue sliding down across Michael's palm. He looks up at Michael with hooded eyes. "I bet I can make you come just by touching your hand."
Michael cocks an eyebrow at him. "Really now?"
"Mmhmm." Adam says, leaning up and pushing Michael down on the bed.
He brings Michael's hand back up to his mouth, letting Michael press his fingers against his lips and part them. His tongue glides along the pads of Michael's fingers and Michael shudders, rolling his hips upward, seeking friction. The outline of his cock presses against the zipper of his and he reaches down with his free hand and grinds his palm against it.
Adam glares and bites down on the fingers in his mouth while pulling Michael's hand away from himself. Michael growls in frustration, but it turns into a moan as Adam sucks hard on Michael's first two fingers.
The burst of pleasure makes Michael moan loudly and he's curling his other hand around the back of Adam's neck and pulling his hand free. Adam skims his teeth along Michael's fingers and that undoes Michael.
He pulls Adam down into a fierce kiss, letting him swallow his moans as his orgasm sweeps over him. Adam smirks against his lips and tangles his fingers in Michael's hair, pulling him closer.
"Told you so." He breathes when they break the kiss.
Won't You Touch Me, Touch Me, SPN, Michael/Adam, Fingers, NC-17
Michael traces Adam's collarbone, touch light and soft as a feather with just a hint of spark. He moves up to Adam's neck and across his jaw, fingers brushing over Adam's mouth. Adam laps at Michael's fingertips and sucks them into his mouth. Michael groans quietly. Adam smirks around his fingers, pleased to get a reaction out of Michael.
He curls his hand around Michael's wrist, tongue sliding down across Michael's palm. He looks up at Michael with hooded eyes. "I bet I can make you come just by touching your hand."
Michael cocks an eyebrow at him. "Really now?"
"Mmhmm." Adam says, leaning up and pushing Michael down on the bed.
He brings Michael's hand back up to his mouth, letting Michael press his fingers against his lips and part them. His tongue glides along the pads of Michael's fingers and Michael shudders, rolling his hips upward, seeking friction. The outline of his cock presses against the zipper of his and he reaches down with his free hand and grinds his palm against it.
Adam glares and bites down on the fingers in his mouth while pulling Michael's hand away from himself. Michael growls in frustration, but it turns into a moan as Adam sucks hard on Michael's first two fingers.
The burst of pleasure makes Michael moan loudly and he's curling his other hand around the back of Adam's neck and pulling his hand free. Adam skims his teeth along Michael's fingers and that undoes Michael.
He pulls Adam down into a fierce kiss, letting him swallow his moans as his orgasm sweeps over him. Adam smirks against his lips and tangles his fingers in Michael's hair, pulling him closer.
"Told you so." He breathes when they break the kiss.