A/N: This is for my awesome friend maxii! It's Peter playing with frozenintime!Adam. The idea isn't originally mine though. I got the idea from a fic series on livejournal.


Peter eyes slid shut, ignoring Adam's annoyed huff at his continuous attempts, and he reached out through time; to stop or move it forward, he didn't really know.

The air stilled around him, his eyes flew open and he beheld Adam's face; frozen, inches from his own with eyes almost closed in a blink. He jumped back, startled, relaxing and finally grinning as realization set in.

He did it, time was frozen still, though Peter had no idea how long he'd be able to keep it up.

Peter's fingers brushed lightly over Adam's lifeless face, inspecting them with keen curious eyes. Adam was handsome regardless of being full of motion or still, and Peter felt heat flush through his body, pleasure wrapping around his mind.

He had so much control here and that thought was delicious. It spurned him to caress Adam's face more boldly, hook an arm around that unmoving shoulder and drag his other down Adam's chest, brushing over the muscles hidden under that black shirt.

Adam's lips were hard, not pliant but almost brutal with their unwillingness to move. Peter tried to force his tongue through but it wasn't working, the flesh just wouldn't give, and he pulled back grinning; Adam's lips would probably be bruised when he restarted time.

Peter's hands danced over Adam's pants, brushing his thigh up against the softened cock within in before his hand dipped in to take hold. He played with the soft flesh, rubbing his own aching, hardened erection into Adam's thigh with gasping breaths. Pleasure sparked behind his eyes; hot and bright and beautiful.

Groaning his pleasure into Adam's throat, Peter bit down on the vulnerable flesh as he released; spurting hot and fast into his jeans. Peter slumped, boneless, against Adam's statue-like body, bubbling laughter escaping his throat; choking him for he hadn't yet regained his breath.

He stroked Adam a couple more times before pulling back, stepping at least three steps away--out of arms reach-- and then closed his eyes; stretching out once more to grasp at the strands of time.

A gasp, a strangled moan, and then Peter opened his eyes to see Adam falling to his knees; overwhelmed by pleasure. Adam sat panting, his pale face a flushed red, as he stared up at Peter with wide eyes.

"That...that...what?"

Peter couldn't keep the grin off his face at the delightful sight of Adam on his knees; he licked his lips and let his pants fall. Adam, not skipping a beat at all, shuffled forward, eagerly taking Peter's hips in his grasp.

"You know," That British voice stated before licking a swipe of cum away with his tongue, making Peter gasp and moan. "You didn't have to stop time to get this."

Peter groaned as he was swallowed; Adam's laughter vibrating around him, making him harden even more.