"On A Mission"

Summary: One drunken night. One awkward morning after. Mix in multiple Exes with unresolved tension and stir! – Fiona/Adam pairing; Lemons!; Holly J/Declan/Drew/Alli/Eli/Clare friendship.

Author's Note: This started out as a short PWP one-shot idea starring Drunk!Adam and Drunk!Fiona, but I had way too much fun writing the awkward morning after, so it evolved.

Oh yeah, this is a future fic because it set at the end of Adam's junior year! Drew and Eli have just graduated. Post-"How To Save A Life" and pre-"Bare".

Categories: Humor/Friendship/Romance; Future fic!; Fadam pairing.

Rating: M (major lemons in chapter 2)

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Degrassi!

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For most of the night Adam had been inebriated. Now he could safely say he was drunk. He made his way through the sweaty, swaying masses in the living room-turned-dance floor and reached the kitchen. Once there it should be quieter so he could call Fiona.

To his surprise there she was, drinking shots.

"Okay, once more!" a seriously drunk blonde girl called out. Fiona, a stocky guy with brown hair, and Dave Turner all raised their glasses and downed what looked like whiskey or rum. Adam had no way of knowing.

"Woo!" Fiona and the girl both yelled.

Dave grimaced. "Yeah, that burns," he noted. He looked at Fiona, who was standing beside him. "This is an awesome party, right?"

"What?" Fiona asked distracted. There was so much noise and activity that she only noticed his mouth moving.

Dave deliberately moved closer to her, delighted to have an excuse to close the distance between them. He had always admired her beauty and couldn't believe his luck. "I asked, this is a great party right?"

Fiona shrugged in response.

Before he could think of a follow up question Adam showed up out of nowhere.

"There you are. I've been looking for you," he said relieved. He had his cell in hand when he spotted her.

"You left," she said trying to feign indifference but failing miserably.

Adam cracked a small smile. He snaked his arm around her waist and guided them a few steps away from the group.

"Only went to say goodbye," he pointed out.

"To Bianca," she glared at him.

"To Bianca and other seniors," he corrected her. He ran his hand down her arm. "Why the long face?"

"I don't know," she answered honestly. She knew she was drunk and sometimes drinking brought out her insecurities. She knew they were only friends but she resented that he wanted to wish Bianca farewell at all.

Adam laughed even though the occasion didn't call for it. Dave looked over at them. 'She looks sad so why is he laughing?,' he thought.

"I love you," he cooed in a sing-song voice. Fiona wanted to roll her eyes but ended up giggling. "There you go!" he encouraged her change of mood.

Fiona playfully hit his shoulder. "You're an ass."

Still listening in, Dave smirked.

Adam grinned and leaned closer. "Are you sad about tonight?" It was the end of an era. Fiona had finished up her coursework in March, but the end of the school year brought them closer next year. In August Fiona was starting classes at Columbia University in New York City.

"A little," she admitted. Like the class who had just graduated, soon she would be moving on to the next phase of her life.

Adam leaned in and kissed her neck. "I know what you need."

Dave raised an eyebrow.

Adam pulled back and they again locked eyes.

"And that is?" she said teasingly.

He gave her a conspiring grin. "Orgasmic therapy."

Dave nearly choked on his drink. Fiona and Adam glanced in the direction of the sputtering sounds.

"You okay, man?" a lanky skater kid with floppy hair asked him.

Dave coughed a few times. "Yeah, I think so," he responded after he recovered.

"Whoa, they're really going at it," the kid commented looking past Dave's shoulder.

Dave turned around to see Adam and Fiona fully engrossed in a make out session. Their bodies were pressed together, though Fiona was pulling on his collar as if she was trying to bring him even closer. Her other hand rested against the back of his head, making sure his mouth would not leave hers. Adam had one arm wrapped around her waist and his other hand was on her cheek. They were leaning against the pantry door either unaware or unconcerned about the other occupants in the room.

Fiona felt like she was in heat. She craved the feel of him against her and he obliged. She eagerly caressed his tongue with her own as her desire intensified. She wanted him. She wanted to feel the gentle yet urgent exploration of his hands all over her body. She wanted to feel his mouth on her nipples. She wanted to feel the pleasure of his tongue licking her most sensitive spot and driving her over the edge. And she couldn't wait make him writhe and moan as she sucked, licked, and teased him to an explosive climax.

They needed to leave. Now.

Almost as if he read her mind Adam pulled away from her lips. He nibbled on her ear before whispering, "What's the magic number?"

Her knees felt weak.

"Do I have to guess?" he pressed.

She nodded and took his hand in hers. Adam took the lead, pushing past the crowd to the door.

Dave watched them go, stunned. The days of laughing at the thought of Adam and Fiona doing more than hold hands were long over.

-oOo-

Outside the cool summer air felt good on their skin. Fiona looked at Adam and laughed. "Call us a taxi?"

Adam nodded. He felt a little lightheaded but push through the feeling as he reached for his phone. The operator told him a cab was in their vicinity and would arrive shortly. He guided them to the sidewalk to wait.

Fiona looked into his eyes. "Kiss me."

Adam leaned in and again aimed for her neck. She lightly sighed in pleasure as he nibbled on the skin.

"Adam! Fiona!" Eli called out from the steps of the house. He pushed past the stoners sitting on the stoop and ran to catch up with his friends. "Where are you going?"

"Home–"

"Condo–"

They smiled at each other. Adam called Fiona's place home, while she had called it a condo because she considered home to be wherever he was.

"Wait, we should leave as a group," Eli told him. He was a little drunk too, but he could tell the couple was much drunker than him. The neck kiss had told him all he needed to know.

Adam shook his head. He kept his eyes trained on Fiona. "I wanna sex you up."

Fiona giggled in response. "Cab's here!"

Eli stared at his friends in disbelief. He watched as they got into the cab and drove off. He knew what they were going to do, or at least attempt in their drunken state. He shrugged. He just needed to find Holly J, who had an extra set of keys, and at the end of the night everyone would crash there.

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tbc

A/N: Finally got this one revised and ready to publish! Let me know what you think! Personally, I heart Drunk!Adam and Drunk!Fiona :D

FYI, will likely update my other story "Radiate" tomorrow!