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Nigel pulled tight to the restraints as Adam walked around to the other side of the bed.

“Darling this is beginning to be torture already.”

Adam frowned.

“Isn’t it supposed to be somewhat tortuous? Denying yourself when you usually don’t?”

Nigel lifted his hips and his cock throbbed with each passing moment.

“Yes and I don’t necessarily think I can survive sex without touching you.”

Adam tightened the other scarf and ran his hand down the inside of Nigel’s forearm.

“Then I’ll touch you a lot to make up for it.”

Nigel shivered.

“You can begin any minute now, Darling.”

Adam smiled and started to take off clothes. He stripped slowly and didn’t break eye contact with Nigel once till he was down to nothing but briefs.

“Star, please get closer.”

“You like this,” Adam crawled up on the bed and touched his left calf, “Watching and not touching.”

“No, I think—“

Adam kissed his ankle and Nigel sighed, his cock was already leaking precum by the time Adam was close enough to taste. He put both hands on Nigel’s inner thighs and licked a strip down the underside.

Nigel groaned and as Adam then gave kitten licks up his length. Adam lifted his head and observed Nigel’s face with interest.

“More?”

Nigel let out a shaky laugh.

“Darling I’m not sure I’ll last much longer.”

Adam stroked his hard cock and Nigel hissed through his teeth.

“I need to get ready for you but I like having my mouth on you when I do that. Can I?”

Nigel let out a shaking breath and felt sweat stick his forehead to the pillowcase when he moved his head back.

“I’ll try not to spoil it, Star. But no promises.”

“I like the taste of your ejaculate so nothing would spoil if you like my mouth too much.”

Nigel groaned. “Shh, Darling please you’re making this much harder.”

Adam reached beside him to take the lube and studied Nigel’s face.

“Isn’t it supposed to be?”

Nigel laughed. “Did you make a joke, Adam?”

“Maybe.”

He kissed their lips together with just enough tongue to leave just enough tease to pull away.

“I love you,” Adam said, “Thank you for doing this with me.”

Nigel licked his lips.

“I adore you, Darling. I would do just about anything you were curious about.”

Adam moved away from his mouth and went on his knees to bend forward before his cock.

“I’m curious about a lot of things.”

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All Tied Up by nightliferogue 

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“Darling I’d like to talk with you about something.”

Adam looked up from his tablet and felt an uncomfortable ache in his belly. Nigel was standing by the couch rather than sit on it and he had a very serious look on his face.

“Ok.”

“We’ve been together for some time now and I’ve been here quite often, you know? My landlord even had a laugh over it the other night when he saw me heading into my place. That he hadn’t seen me in ages.”

“I didn’t know you were friends with your landlord.”

Nigel sighed and sat on the couch arm, his tattered blue jeans a stark contrast to the yellow of it.

“That’s not the point, Star. I was thinking that it might be a good idea if I…moved in here.”

Adam blinked.

“With me?”

Nigel smiled. “Yes, Darling. Move in here with you.”

Adam frowned. “Why?”

Nigel reached out to touch his toes and Adam pulled his foot in.

“I want to be with you at all times, Star. Don’t you want to be with me too?”

Adam bit his lip. “I don’t know if—“

“It’s fine, darling. Really it is.”

Nigel got up and grabbed his shoes much to Adam’s chagrin.

“Where are you going?”

“I have this thing with Darko I just,” he toed on his left shoe, “Really have to fucking finish.”

Adam stood up as Nigel grabbed his coat. “But you said you were staying earlier.”

Nigel’s frown made Adam’s stomach twist in knots. “Not tonight.”

That was the first time Nigel didn’t kiss him goodbye.

Adam found himself unable to sleep that night, the cold side of the bed a constant reminder that Nigel wasn’t beside him. He grew increasingly agitated till the bed felt wrong and he worried his bottom lip till he picked up the phone.

Nigel answered on the first ring.

“Adam what’s happened?”

Adam was quiet as he thought of what to say.

“Darling, if someone is there with you breathe very heavily and—“

“The bed is cold.”

Nigel didn’t answer.

Adam started to pace.

“It’s cold and you’re not here breathing next to me or kissing my neck like you do sometimes and—“

“You miss me, Star?”

“Yes, very much.”

Nigel made a noise that may have been a chuckle Adam wasn’t sure.

“I miss you too.”

Adam let out a long breath.

“I want you here,” he confessed, “All the time I want you here but what if one day I bother you too much with the things I do and you decide you—“

“Darling, that’s not going to happen. Those things you do? They’re you. I fucking love you. I love that you like to eat your noodles two at a time and count out loud when you think I can’t hear. I love that you fold your clothes in alphabetical order but pretend it’s by color. I love—“

Adam blinked back tears.

“You knew that?”

“Star, I know you.”

“Nigel, I love you and would like you to come back. Not just for sleeping. I don’t want you to ever leave.”

He could hear the smile in Nigel’s voice when he answered.

“I’m coming, Adam.”

The phone cut out and Adam sat on the couch while he stared at the door. He knew it usually took twenty three minutes for Nigel to drive the motorcycle between their apartments.

Nigel made it in seventeen minutes and forty seven seconds.

Adam stood up when the door rattled and when Nigel came into the room he hesitated.

“I’m sorry.”

Nigel crossed the room and when he pulled Adam close the scent of him made Adam dizzy. He touched Adam’s bottom lip with his thumb.

“I know, Darling,” he sighed, “but there is no reason to apologize. Are you all right?”

Adam kissed him hard, a smash of mouths more than a love gesture. Nigel pulled him up and they backed into the bedroom, losing clothes till desperate want overtook them.

“Missed you,” Adam gasped, “Please Nigel harder.”

Nigel rutted against him till Adam came with a groan, digging his nails into Nigel’s back.

The guttural growl as Nigel spilled between them made Adam sigh, kissing his neck as shudders of pleasure went through him.

He felt Nigel’s hand in his hair and lifted his head to see a familiar smile on Nigel’s face. Nigel’s cheeks were flushed, a thin sheen of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he smelled of them both even from here. Adam had never felt more right than in this very moment.

“That was very nice.”

Nigel’s smile widened.

“That was perfect, Darling,” he said softly, “You can now go get the washcloth.”

Adam was out of bed so fast he almost tripped and when he came back Nigel was lying with his legs open.

“You knew about that too?”

“Darling, if you’re going to wipe me off after I’ve fallen asleep be sure to warm the cloth first.”

Adam blushed. “Ok,” he said as he dragged the washcloth across Nigel’s cum. He thought for a second about licking it but now the coldness would make the consistency wrong and Adam didn’t like most consistencies but he liked to taste Nigel’s cum warm.

“I know some things about you too,” he said as he started to wipe himself, “That you don’t think I know.”

Nigel started to run his fingers along Adam’s lower back and it felt nice.

“Oh?”

“I know you eat counterclockwise.”

Nigel laughed. “I do no such thing.”

Adam got up from the bed to wash out the cloth. “You always start at twelve o’clock and go around your plate. You also sing in the car even without the radio and—“

Nigel came up behind him and Adam dropped the washcloth as he hugged him. “I adore you, Star. Every fucking day I love you more.”

Adam leaned into him and whispered, “You also talk to me sometimes when you think I’m asleep.”

Nigel’s smile against his cheek made Adam turn his head to look his way.

“What do I say?”

“Words I don’t always know but you always,” he bit his lip, “You always tell me you love me.”

“Darling, don’t cry.”

He kissed Adam’s tears and Adam closed his eyes.

“I just want you to know that I know you too.”

Nigel pressed his lips to Adam’s eyelids one by one. “I am one fucking lucky man.”

Adam suddenly felt very tired.

“Nigel, I’m tired.”

Nigel loosened his grip and lifted Adam into his arms. He barely felt his head hit the pillow before Nigel said, “I love you.”

Adam sighed. “Welcome home, Nigel.”

Nigel tightened his hold on him.

“Thank you, Adam. You can sleep now, Star. I’m not going anywhere.”

Adam slept better than he ever had before that night and every night thereafter. Nigel said it was because of how warm his body heat made the bed covers but Adam knew better.

Everything felt better with Nigel.

Holidays – Chapter 1 – nightliferogue – Charlie Countryman (2013) [Archive of Our Own]

Chapters: 2/?
Fandom: Charlie Countryman (2013), Adam (2009)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Nigel (Charlie Countryman)/Adam Raki
Characters: Michael Raki, Mentions of Harlan – Character
Additional Tags: Christmas, Thanksgiving, Slice of Life, Fluff and Angst, Rating May Change
Summary:

Adam and Nigel through the holidays struggle to find peace with Adam’s father who does not approve.

Not sure how many holidays I will be doing for this but I wanted to put it up on ao3. 

Holidays – Chapter 1 – nightliferogue – Charlie Countryman (2013) [Archive of Our Own]

Nigel was halfway home when he spotted the rose.

It was lying on a park bench just a few blocks before his place and when he touched it his skin itched. He didn’t want to let go though but something made him look around before he left.

That’s when he saw Adam.

Adam looked worried as waited to cross the street clutching a bag in one of his hands. Nigel let go of the rose fast when he saw what was peeking out of the bag.

Roses.

He wiped his hands and hurried off practically vibrating in anger.

Adam had found his familiar.

There was no other explanation.

Who could blame him for it really, Nigel was a shitty one wasn’t he? They’d spent only a few weeks together and he’d felt better than he had in years but Adam’s magic fizzled every time it touched Nigel. Like oil and water they were to the point where Nigel just stopped answering Adam’s calls.

He didn’t need a mage.

It was fine.

Nigel was so caught up in his upset he didn’t even realize Adam was walking beside him until the mage spoke.

“You dropped this.”

He was startled and stopped mid-step to see his lighter was in Adam’s palm.

It was engraved, ‘To Nigel The Best There Is’ and every time he looked at it Nigel wanted to toss the fucking thing in the river. He shivered when their fingers brushed and when Adam smiled everything felt worse.

“You look nice. Pale, but nice.”

Nigel took out a cigarette and went to use his lighter when Adam lit his own finger to help instead. He inhaled and the flame rose higher just enough for them both to notice.

“That’s odd.”

“I’m odd, Darling. Remember? Oil and water you said.”

Adam frowned and clutched his bag tight. “You’re angry with me.”

Nigel laughed. “No, Adam. I’m angry with myself. I know now that I’m not meant for this shit and…”

Adam grabbed hold of Nigel’s shirt and pulled him in hard. “You’re very rude.”

He shivered. “Darling, let me go.”

“No, I…you just disappeared and I kept looking you know? I asked lots of other mages if they knew you and some people even told me to stay away so I did but…”

Nigel’s eyes glowed. “We don’t work, Adam. We…”

The first touch of Adam’s lips to his was pure spark, the deep shudder that went through Nigel overwhelmed to the point of no return.

This.

This was what he was supposed to be doing.

He didn’t even feel the cigarette drop from his hands and when Adam let go of the bag neither noticed that either. This was true magic, he could feel it, and the more aroused Nigel grew the better it felt. When they pulled apart Adam caught his breath before he spoke.

“I did lots of research and when a mage feels deep sexual attraction to a familiar it’s because they’re meant to communicate their power through sex magic. There are lots of books and…”

Nigel grabbed him with both hands and crushed their mouths together again just as he felt a brand burn into the back of his hand.

Adam’s brand.

He had Adam’s brand.

He’d been claimed.

When they broke their kiss both were breathless and hardly noticed the crowd they’d attracted to watch a branding in real time.
Nigel smiled and touched Adam’s cheek. His whole body hummed to see the Star brand on his hand.

“Let’s say we get started on some communication.”

Adam smiled. “I’m happy the rose worked or we would’ve never seen each other again.”

Nigel blinked.

“It was a spell.”

“Oh yes. To locate you specifically, well to locate my heart’s desire and there you were.”

Nigel took his hand and kissed it.

“And there you were.”

He was home.

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Spacedogs AU: Snow

Nigel first sees the snowman in early December. It’s small, barely formed, and missing an eye but he smiles as for the first time in weeks as he heads inside his building.

He sees it start to get smaller and adds some snow to the melting points, later adding a dark blue starred hat and cheap gloves.

The eyes he changes from rocks to charcoal, shivering in the cold December evening trying to get them right and only leaving when he’s completely satisfied.

The little snowman is still there near Christmas, though looking worse for wear and Darko calls him crazy when Nigel takes off his own scarf to put around it as they’re walking up to his place.

“Shut the fuck up,” he mumbles, lighting his cigarette and taking a drag.

Darko sighs, “I knew you were missing Gabi but this is pathetic brother. You but all this?”

Nigel fixes the gloves and mumbles, “Fuck off, it’s cute.”

“At least you haven’t named it yet.”

Nigel bites his tongue, slightly blushing as he takes another deep drag and laughing. “I’m not an idiot.”

He named it Adam, after the Bible Adam first man bullshit.

Three days before Christmas Nigel comes home after two days out for a job to find Adam with barely a head, the hat flat on top of the thin ice.

He spends the next twenty minutes fixing it, hands red and aching from the cold snow but happy to see Adam’s smiling charcoal face again.

“Sorry, darling. I didn’t mean to be away so long.”

He pats Adam’s snowy cheek.

“Perfect.”

Nigel goes inside to a message from Darko giving him the heads up that Gabi was getting fucking married in less than a month to that fucking Charlie.

He goes outside to sit on the porch and drown away his sorrows, jacket barely closed as he stares at Adam at the edge of the walk.

Freezing and not thinking clearly he drags himself down to sit beside his little snowman.

“Merry fucking Christmas, huh? That bitch.”

Nigel takes a swig and falls back in the snow, chuckling. “The stars are gorgeous tonight, aren’t they darling? It’s always nice to watch them but it’s just perfect to watch them with you. Just perfect,” he sighs, “Wishing for someone to love this year isn’t too much to ask is it?”

He falls asleep in the snow and wakes up in his bed, Darko banging shit around waking him in the morning. “Fuck, asshole! It’s too damn early for that shit.”

Darko laughs and bangs around some more, Nigel sitting up and rubbing his head. “What’re you doing here?”

“You’re lucky I’m here idiot. You fell asleep in the snow.”

Nigel sighed, “I was…”

“Drunk and pathetic?”

Nigel flipped him off and Darko laughed as he got up.

“Your little friend is in your bed, by the way.”

Nigel paused. “Friend?”

Darko wiggled his eyebrows. “The little sprite with the blue eyes that was sleeping with you? Insisted on coming inside. If you didn’t flop onto the couch you’d be snuggling him right now still.”

Nigel rubbed his head, “I don’t know what you’re even…”

The door to his bedroom opened and he heard, “Nigel!”

Then he looked up to see the prettiest man he’d ever laid eyes on, wearing his scarf and a very familiar hat.

“Who the hell are you?”

The pretty man stopped just short of touching, frowning deeply. “You don’t know?”

Darko laughed as he handed them both coffee. “Nigel was shit faced, friend. He doesn’t remember much.”

Nigel watched the other man sipping his coffee, cheeks turning a lovely shade of pink.

“I think I would’ve…”

Darko kissed his cheek. “I’m gonna leave you boys alone to refresh your minds perhaps?”

Nigel set down his coffee. “Who are you?”

The mug moved away from the man’s mouth and he mumbled, “You called me Darling a lot,” he set down his coffee, “But named me Adam.”

Nigel stared at him for too long, taking in the hat, scarf, and now he noticed the gloves.

“Funny,” he walked towards the couch grabbing his cigarettes, “You…”

Adam grabbed his arm as he went to put one in his mouth, hand ice cold. “You fixed my head last night and you said you wanted….”

Nigel blinked, shivering. “Fuck.”

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Golden Rings by nightliferogue (click for ao3)

Nigel noticed Adam’s increasing nervousness all throughout
Christmas Eve. He shied away from him, flinched at being touched, and every
time Nigel picked up his cigarettes Adam would stare at him expectantly till
Nigel begrudgingly left the apartment to smoke.

He wanted to ask, but knew Adam wouldn’t tell
him since he would’ve already.

Plus Nigel was nervous himself.

Two years with Adam had gone by so quickly that
he was shocked by them, would lay awake staring at his sleeping Star wondering
how he happened to be so fucking lucky.

What he had planned for this evening could cause
it all to come to an end.

He still remembered asking Gabi to marry him,
the delight in her eyes and the way it burnt out so slowly during that first
year after they wed.

Fuck if he wanted that to happen with Adam. 

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slashyrogue:

“I don’t even like cookies.”

Nigel cut out another star and stuck it on the cookie sheet. “You’ve never had MY cookies, Star. You will love my cookies.”

Adam stared at him as he worked, Nigel noticing his growing frown. When he was done he put the stars in the oven, wiping off his hands.

“It’s Christmas, darling. Christmas needs cookies.”

Adam’s forehead scrunched up in annoyance. “No, it doesn’t. I’ve never…”

Nigel walked around the counter and grabbed him into a hug from behind.

“You don’t have to eat them, Star. We can decorate the walls with them if you want, I don’t fucking care.”

Adam leaned back in his arms, sighing. “That would attract bugs.”

Nigel laughed, “Then I’ll have to eat all of this first batch. The next can be for the bugs.”

Adam turned to kiss him, mumbling, “I’ll try one.”

Nigel kissed him again. “All right. We have ten minutes. Whatever will we do to pass the time?”

Adam wrapped his arms around Nigel’s neck and smiled. “I think that might take more than ten minutes.”

Nigel lifted him and started towards the bedroom. “We’ll see.”

Later Adam ended up eating the majority of the first batch. Nigel ended up making one every day.