#// m*sturbation;voyeurism;bodyfluids

[snarkwriteswrasslin]

FFT: pour some sugar on me; adam page [m]

Notes:

originally posted on my blog snarkandsarcasmwrites and sent to me by @rampagewriting​ as a fake fic title ask. I chose to post it on here, give it it’s own post and all that jazz. This is part of my Ivy X Adam universe, the wild side version, not to be confused with my what if’s version, bc they are different.

Summary:

Ivy misses Adam when he’s on the road. Ivy decides to be a tease. Mutual masturbation. Filth. No one under 18+

Pairing:

Adam Hangman Page x OFC, Ivy Barlow

Warnings:

body fluids, masturbation, voyeurism. OFC is an exotic dancer - or formerly was one for the sake of this fake fic title one shot. 

“You had a rough week..” Ivy sighed and shook her head, reaching out to touch the screen. She’d rather be touching Adam, but for tonight, the screen would have to do. Adam shrugged, a jaw tightly clenched. “It is what it is, darlin. I got into this knowin there was gonna be good and bad. Now I just gotta.. Take the bad. It’s not a big deal, darlin. I’m fine.. Why aren’t you workin?”

“No, what you’ve gotta do is remember that in 12 hours, you’ll be back here. With me. And I’m gonna do my best to make you forget all about what happened out there tonight.” Ivy licked her lips slowly, almost purring the words as she raised up to sit straighter, her legs tucked beneath her as she gave the phone in her hand a teasing wink. “Hey, baby?”

“What’s that, darlin?” Adam felt his cheeks burning hot and he gave a soft laugh, eyes glued to her body. Just the thought of seeing her again in another 12 hours had him excited and feeling a little better.

“Did I ever tell you just how hot and bothered it gets me when I watch your matches and you’re all angry and tugging at the waistband of your trunks? That look in your eyes, holy shit.” Ivy fanned herself, swallowing hard.

Before it would have felt supremely awkward, trying to use seduction tactics to take Adam’s mind off of a not-so-good night in the ring, but now, Ivy was at this place where she was… More comfortable with herself. And knowing Adam was more than alright with this particular side of her -he honestly seemed to enjoy it, even teasing her on occasion to draw it out, it gave Ivy the freedom to just go for it. The freedom she’d been afraid to give herself before.

“You tell me all the time darlin.” Adam chuckled, his voice getting thicker and his cheeks burning just a little more as his eyes darted around the locker room, relief washing over him in waves when he found it empty for the time being. Bearing that in mind, he locked the door and stood in front of it, leaning against it as he smiled at her on the other side of the screen. “But I don’t mind hearin again.”  

Ivy’s hand wandered down the front of her body and Adam’s breath caught in his throat, eyes glued to the movement as he gave a sharp exhale. His hand clenched at his side and he couldn’t stop the quiet groan that came as her fingertips caught in the hem of the shirt she was wearing.

One of his tee shirts, to be exact.

If he thought he was wound up a few seconds ago, he was twice as wound up now.

Ivy seemed to sense it and she continued to talk, that sexy little purring tone that drove him absolutely wild as she did so. “First of all, it’s the look in your eyes.. Because it made me think about the first time we made love. The way you practically manhandled me down onto the bed.. And when you were holding my hands over my head and I could feel you biting my neck, holy shit.. The way you dragged that thick cock right over my cunt, teasing me… Whenever I see you tug your trunks, I always get a little wet because right before you did any of that, you tugged at the waistband of your jeans.”

“Fuck.” Adam breathed out the word, taking a long and deep breath. He could feel himself starting to get hard and the more she said, the harder his cock strained at his jeans. He watched her hands moving over her body, hooking in the hem of the shirt on her body and tugging it upward. “Just wait, darlin.. Gonna make it so you can’t walk this time. Teasin me like this.” he said it before he could stop himself and he could tell that his active participation in this turned her on because she gasped, her hands wandering slower over her body.

Adam tugged at his hair and shifted his feet. “Darlin..” he trailed off as her hand dipped lower, tugging at the thin waistband of a pair of flimsy black lace panties as she stared him down intently, this little look in her eyes.

The same look she got when he had her pinned beneath him and he was slowly pounding her. He sucked in a breath, his hips snapping at the memory by default.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Ivy was playing innocent. Oh, she could look at the way those baby blues blazed brighter and know exactly what she was doing to him right now, but she wanted to see if she couldn’t get him to say it.

Or show her.

“You know what’s wrong right now, darlin.” Adam gasped the word as his hand wandered down, tugging at the waistband of his jeans. He went for the button quietly and then the zipper. If he didn’t get some form of relief soon, he was going to have a miserable ride back to the hotel. And a long and miserable night ahead.

“Maybe I don’t.” Ivy saw his hand wander down and her eyes widened as she gave a quiet giggle. “What’cha doing?”

“You really wanna know?” Adam’s hand circled his length and he bit his lip as he started to pump it up and down. Ivy heard the hitch in his voice and breathing and she nodded, giving the little giggle again. “I asked, didn’t I?”

Adam held the camera so that she got a good view of the way he fisted his length and Ivy whimpered, swallowing hard. He chuckled, staring her down intently. “What’s wrong, darlin? You’re over there blushin.”

“I’m not. Just..” Ivy’s hand crept lower, disappearing between her thighs and Adam bucked against his own hand, easily and vividly imagining that it wasn’t his own hand right now gripping his cock.. It was the way her dripping heat clung to it right as she was about to orgasm. “Yeah?” he managed to choke out the word and Ivy gave another teasing little giggle. “It doesn’t feel the same when it’s my fingers buried deep inside me instead of your cock.”

“I know, darlin. God, I know.” Adam’s strokes got a little shaky and erratic and he gasped quietly. Twelve hours, while closer than 24… Was still entirely too damn far away. He wanted, no he needed to be buried deep inside her now. He didn’t want to wait.

Knowing he had to was almost irritating to deal with.

“Is there anything you want me to do, cowboy?” Ivy’s head fell back as she rocked her hips against the fingers buried deep in her heat and Adam nearly choked, but he managed to recover and swallowing hard, he gave the quiet command, “C’mon, darlin.. Touch yourself a little more for me, yeah?”

Ivy nodded and her other hand wandered down, roaming over her tits, cupping them as she moved her body around a little bit more for him. Adam swore sharply, his hand moving over his length faster, gripping tighter. He had to lean even heavier against the locker room door before finally giving that up in favor of sitting down. Ivy whimpered as she got an even better view of Adam’s hand wrapped around his cock, stroking harder and faster and all she could do was imagine it buried deep inside. Her approaching orgasm was almost so intense she couldn’t stay on her knees and Adam eyed her, biting his lip. “Lay down, darlin. I can see ya shakin all over.”

Ivy did as he asked, spreading her legs wide and Adam growled quietly, licking his lips as he saw her thighs absolutely coated and glistening. She was so wet she was almost dripping. “Fuck I can’t wait to taste.” he mumbled the words in a low growl as he slowed down his strokes, thrusting against his hand. “Always so sweet.” he muttered even lower. Ivy whimpered a little louder as she added a finger, plunging them deep into her eat, rocking her hips upward. Adam growled quietly, “I’m gettin close, darlin. So close..” as a warning. Ivy nodded her head furiously in agreement as her own orgasm threatened to shatter through her at any second.

“Can���t wait to wrap my lips around it.” she eyed the way he pumped his fist fast and furiously over his cock, the erratic snapping of his hips and his quiet groans and growls mixing with her own whimpers and moans as her fingers worked in and out of her dripping heat. “Don’t stop, Adam.. Fuck.” she gasped, begging for release as he chuckled quietly and muttered that he hadn’t intended to.

Both of them went tearing over the edge and Ivy swallowed hard as she watched his seed slowly and lazily leaking down his member. Adam groaned and licked his lips at the sight of her glistening fingertips and inner thighs as she drew out her fingers and he swallowed hard. It hit him then, tonight was one of her nights to work the club and she hadnt answered her earlier when he had asked why she wasn’t working tonight.

As he cleaned up and pulled his boxers and jeans back up, he asked her about it again.

“Well, see, here’s the thing.. I kind of told myself when I started the job that when I got enough money put away and got that stupid loan paid off, I was quitting. And guess what? I actually managed to get it done. So, I quit last week.”

Adam gave a bright grin and took a deep breath, relieved. His biggest issue with it -after they worked through the other smaller ones, was that he worried about her safety. And he secretly had to fight off jealousy now and again. So knowing she’d planned to quit all along really had him relieved and happier.

“That’s great, darlin. Now I got ya all to myself.”

“Mhm.. Because my internship at the hospital won’t start until April, I think.”

“You’re gonna be okay though, right?” Adam eyed her in concern as she gave a soft laugh and nodded. “More than okay. Besides, if I have to, I can just come out with you for a while…”

“I’d love that.” Adam smiled brightly at the thought as he nodded to the shirt she was wearing. “So that’s where my shirt went.. Little thief.”

“I had to! It smelled like you. Makes it easier..”

Hearing the door to the locker room being nearly beaten down by some of the other guys, Adam pressed his fingertip to his lips and then to the screen, promising her “I’ll see you tomorrow night. Love you, darlin.”

“Love you too, cowboy. Let me know when you’re on the road, please?”

“Don’t  I always?” Adam gave a soft laugh, shouting at the guys beating on the door to hold their fucking horses as he took his time with their goodbyes. When he finally hung up, he opened the door and the first thing that anyone said was “You look like you’re in a less murdering mood.”

All Adam did was shrug and chuckle to himself quietly. It wasn’t any of their business, after all.