Exciting exciting, my second fiction!

A little more... ahem... this time. Hope that at least one person enjoys it! :D

I still don't own anyone or anything other than the words of this story... too bad.

Comment/criticize if you wish!

The song inspiration is Genitorturers cover of "I Touch Myself" by the Divinyls

Adams POV is in bold

Tommy's POV is in italics (the song lyrics are also Tommy's POV, he's thinking of them)

When I Think About You

An Adommy Fanfiction

I love myself; I want you to love me

When I feel down, I want you above me

I search myself; I want you to find me

I forget myself; I want you to remind me

I think I love him.

I want him.

It all started while Tommy and I were watching movies on the couch one night.

I finally got up the nerve while Adam and I were watching movies in Adam's hotel room.

We'd had the day off and we'd spent most if it together, watching old horror flicks and eating ice cream.

I get scared easily so I was sitting pretty close to him. When monsters jumped out I'd grab his hand and hide under the blanket that we shared.

Adam was being a total baby over the movie and kept huddling against me, squealing like a girl. Not to say that I didn't enjoy it. I did.

Every time his skin brushed mine, fire shot through my veins.

I couldn't help myself.

It was a calm part during the film when he did it. There I was, just sitting and being normal, when Tommy reaches over under the blanket and runs his fingers over my thigh. Not in a haha this is funny way, in an utterly casually intimate way.

The way he was sitting there, oblivious to my inner fire, I just couldn't resist.

My body jerked involuntarily at Tommy's gentle touch. I pulled in a breath through gritted teeth as my mind began to spin. What was he doing? We weren't drunk; there weren't people around to freak out.

This had never happened before.

Adam jumped instantly and his body stiffened at my touch. I heard him draw a shaky breath and I began to gently massage his leg through his jeans, slowly working my way upwards.

Before I could even gather my thoughts enough to say something, Anything, I felt Tommy's unseen hand begin to lazily move toward my lap. I gritted my teeth even harder, and my breath began to quicken.

It took all of my focus to not moan and writhe like a whore under Tommy's insistent hand.

As I teasingly drew circles on Adam's inner thigh with my fingertips, he seemed to struggle to stay in control of himself. I leaned my head against his shoulder. I decided to pick up the pace.

As I sat stiffly, gritting my teeth and trying to calm down, Tommy laid his head casually on my shoulder, nuzzling my neck softly. Did he have any idea what he was doing to me? He needed to stop Soon or the growing problem in my lap would become obvious and I would end up doing something we'd both regret. And yet my lips refused to make words.

Why isn't he saying anything? I wondered. I nuzzled his neck again, knowing it to be one of his weaknesses. It drew a soft but noticeable moan from deep in his chest, and an upward glance confirmed a very very flustered Adam. I pressed my lips gently against his neck as my wandering hand finally reached its goal. Jackpot.

A deep blush worked its way across my face as I sat stunned speechless. Tommy rubbed his head against my neck again and a moan slipped between my parted lips. I flushed even deeper when I noticed Tommy glance up at me with his enormous 'fuck me' eyes. He smirked, SMIRKED, and kissed my neck. If that wasn't enough, his spider-like hand landed directly on my noticeable bulge. He palmed me firmly, and I shuddered, bucking into his hand.

"T-Tommy?" I finally managed to say, it coming out as a low moan.

Adam totally lost it. He shook all over and thrust up against my hand, moaning my name. I growled softly and, taking his moan as an invitation, began rubbing harder against him.

Tommy fucking Growled when he heard me say his name. Growled. I gripped the arm of the sofa harshly, and my eyes snapped shut as he began aggressively massaging me through my jeans. What the fuck was happening? I didn't know. And at that moment I honestly didn't care.

I lost control. Blinded by repressed lust, I Grabbed his hand and pushed it down harder on myself, thrusting up to meet his movements. I groaned loudly and shudders wracked my frame.

Adam pushed my hand down on himself and moaned, writhing against me. I grinned and pulled my hand away. Adam whined at the loss of contact, but before long, I was on his lap, straddling him. Looking into his lust-clouded eyes, I rolled my hips, rubbing my ass against his lap. A sound of pure pleasure ripped itself from Adam's throat, and he pushed my hips down onto him. I smiled to myself. I had him in my clutches, finally.

It all happened so fast. I never saw it coming. Well that's not entirely true. I'd had feelings for my petite bassist since before the AMAs but he was, and IS, STRAIGHT. Isn't he?

I've been waiting for so long.

I don't want anybody else… when I think about you I touch myself