It's one of the little competitions they have – Michael and Lucifer – when they aren't trying to covet Adam in every way possible, or figure out newer additions to the house. They try and see who can turn on Adam the most with their innocent actions. Innocent Adam's ass. There's nothing innocent about Lucifer sashaying about the house in his sleepwear, or sucking on his pen, or Michael stretching at odd moments back arched like a fucking cat, or doing those half naked boxer plus apron cooking sessions he seems to love so much.
Normally one would think it's a good thing, since Adam is clearly the winner either way. After all he's clearly living out the gay version of the twin threesome fantasy. And yeah Adam will admit it's nice, for reasons other than the sex.
But what most people don't realise that Adam lives with two infuriating archangel twins as lovers who turn everything into a competition, always want attention, make it fucking impossible for Adam to stay mad at them for long, and are fucking cock-teases who like keeping him in a constant state of arousal. Oh he loves the both of them, but having a permanent boner is not that fun. Especially during exam week, which has always turned Adam into a wreck well before the supernatural decided to be a part of his life. And he could do without their well meaning distractions adding to his nervousness. And you know being left alone peacefully to study. Though he won't lie he appreciates the endless supply of exotic and perfectly brewed coffee and shoulder rubs from Michael, and random little notes and quizzes Lucifer makes for him to help him. Those he can totally do with.
But this? This right now, bumfuck early in the morning with only four hours left before his exam? Four precious hours, two hundred and forty valuable gems of minutes that Adam can use to revise, yet some more? This he doesn't need.
“Seriously guys, I'm good,” Adam tries to reason and squirm from their combined grip, “I need to revise.”
Michael responds with a frown pressed into Adam shoulder as he thrusts his fingers up inside Adam. It makes Adam shiver and buck straight into Lucifer's hot mouth, before Lucifer pulls away with an audible 'pop'.
“Adam, you've revised. You already know everything. I quizzed you last night. You're just nervous.” Lucifer counters stroking his hand along the inside of Adam's thighs.
“And tense. Revising now, just normally makes you more stressed, and you don't need that going into your exam. It hinders your performance.” Michael adds, with another nip to his shoulder and a thrust of his fingers.
Adam wants to argue, that if he's already tense and worried, them sandwiching him between them and trying to get him off, won't really help. Especially when they've ended up turning it into yet another competition about which one of them can get Adam to come first, and then cockblocking him every time he's close. Damn fucking archangels.
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Michael/Adam/Lucifer; R; Domesticity, sexual movements, orgasm denial 1/2
Date: 2012-04-15 08:56 pm (UTC)It's one of the little competitions they have – Michael and Lucifer – when they aren't trying to covet Adam in every way possible, or figure out newer additions to the house. They try and see who can turn on Adam the most with their innocent actions. Innocent Adam's ass. There's nothing innocent about Lucifer sashaying about the house in his sleepwear, or sucking on his pen, or Michael stretching at odd moments back arched like a fucking cat, or doing those half naked boxer plus apron cooking sessions he seems to love so much.
Normally one would think it's a good thing, since Adam is clearly the winner either way. After all he's clearly living out the gay version of the twin threesome fantasy. And yeah Adam will admit it's nice, for reasons other than the sex.
But what most people don't realise that Adam lives with two infuriating archangel twins as lovers who turn everything into a competition, always want attention, make it fucking impossible for Adam to stay mad at them for long, and are fucking cock-teases who like keeping him in a constant state of arousal. Oh he loves the both of them, but having a permanent boner is not that fun. Especially during exam week, which has always turned Adam into a wreck well before the supernatural decided to be a part of his life. And he could do without their well meaning distractions adding to his nervousness. And you know being left alone peacefully to study. Though he won't lie he appreciates the endless supply of exotic and perfectly brewed coffee and shoulder rubs from Michael, and random little notes and quizzes Lucifer makes for him to help him. Those he can totally do with.
But this? This right now, bumfuck early in the morning with only four hours left before his exam? Four precious hours, two hundred and forty valuable gems of minutes that Adam can use to revise, yet some more? This he doesn't need.
“Seriously guys, I'm good,” Adam tries to reason and squirm from their combined grip, “I need to revise.”
Michael responds with a frown pressed into Adam shoulder as he thrusts his fingers up inside Adam. It makes Adam shiver and buck straight into Lucifer's hot mouth, before Lucifer pulls away with an audible 'pop'.
“Adam, you've revised. You already know everything. I quizzed you last night. You're just nervous.” Lucifer counters stroking his hand along the inside of Adam's thighs.
“And tense. Revising now, just normally makes you more stressed, and you don't need that going into your exam. It hinders your performance.” Michael adds, with another nip to his shoulder and a thrust of his fingers.
Adam wants to argue, that if he's already tense and worried, them sandwiching him between them and trying to get him off, won't really help. Especially when they've ended up turning it into yet another competition about which one of them can get Adam to come first, and then cockblocking him every time he's close. Damn fucking archangels.