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The following days were a torture for both men, Sauli suffers immensely, blaming himself for being so coward, not having strength enough to correspond Adam’s feelings, and had disappointed his only friend. In the other hand, Adam was trying to get over it and accept that he would have to forget Sauli, and no longer talk to him, see him or touch him. Just the idea was a shoot in his heart; Sauli was the first one in a long time to remind him that he has a heart, and what for? To fail even before anything that could happen between them started. All because of his job, damn time that he decided to go to the psychologist.
“THE JOB! That’s it!”
The singer had an epiphany, it was clear like water now: Sauli’s reaction was because he was during his work time, in that moment they were patient and therapist, and the biggest fear of that little Finnish was to screw up his career. At the bar, a couple weeks ago, Sauli was a completely different person, and that is who that Adam needs.
Alter all, there is still people in this world that worth a second chance.
The existence of overtime in psychology is very normal, you never know when someone doing treatment can have a breakdown and need someone to talk immediately, and sometimes listening to someone during an emotional crisis can save a life. Sauli is not used to work overtime, but, he likes to schedule appointments whenever is better to his patients, this way he can attended everyone. Of course, work during a Friday night is not his idea of a perfect weekend. The truth is that lately, besides working, the only thing that he has been doing is blaming himself and curse the day that a certain singer walked through his door.
For a moment, the wondered if he should go out and have a couple drinks to forget his problems, but he remembered that the only bar that he knew was the one that Adam took him, and he started to think about the vocalist again.
Defeated, Sauli put his files inside the drawer of his table, his last patient left a few minutes ago, and he decided to stay for a while, even though he was alone in the clinic.
His plans of loneliness and self-blaming were interrupted when a white Bentley parked in front of the house, seconds later a breathless Adam Lambert pushed his door, catching Sauli by surprise.
- Adam? – The dim lights of the room were only enough to see the silhouette of the man who has been on his thoughts in the last few weeks. – What happened?
- What happened? – He repeated. – Happened that I did not gave up on you! – Sauli looked down. – Don’t you dare not to look at me. –The taller man got closer stopping walking when the table was the only thing between them. Face to face, he supported his arms on the table and Sauli looked up to his eyes.
- Adam, please…Try to see my side, I…Want you, but. – Adam interrupted:
- I know I got the whole therapy reason. But you are not my therapist anymore you boring Finnish follower of the rules. I’ll end the contract and whatever else it takes.
A part of Sauli was sad, is always disappointing to miss a patient, but, in this case the Finnish eyes brighten when he understood what that meant.
- So you came here to…
- To inform you that, we are just friends now, nothing else. – Adam stepped back and crossed his arms in front of his chest before giving his best smile. – Boy, you worth it, let me do the same for you.
- You can do me whatever you want. – For the first time in days, an honest smile formed in his lips, without waiting a second call the singer came to Sauli in two steps and pulled him from his chair. They shared a look before sharing a kiss.
Days after their first kiss, right there at the same room, they were again, their bodies closer, their hands exploring free, but this time with no shame, no guilt, and no fear. Just anxiety and passion. Finally, the singer felt like his life could be complete, and Sauli felt that his destiny pushed him exactly where he should be, in Adam’s arms.
The kisses weren’t enough, so Adam traced a way with his lips over Sauli’s chin and neck, finding a spot there that when stimulated made the hand, tangled in his dark hair, pulled it harder.
They were about to fall on the floor if they continue in this position, using a little strength Adam led them to the table, throwing everything that was on it on the floor, and sited Sauli on it, standing between his legs and continued kissing, licking and biting the Finnish’s neck.
They gaze at each other when Sauli pushed Adam away, the confusion of a minutes before replaced by desire, Adam’s eyes were grey and Sauli’s so dark as the bottom of the ocean.
- Take this shirt off. – The psychologist said while trapping his legs on his waist. And the singer started to unbutton his black shirt.
Once free of the shirt; Sauli pulled him back, they sighed with the proximity of their bodies, his tongue invading the singer’s mouth with no request, the hands scratching the bare freckled back.
- Your turn. – The singer’s voice went out hoarse, begging for more contact wihle the stepped away from the kiss to help Sauli with the buttons of his brown shirt.
As much contact they have, more they needed, when he realized Sauli was laying down on his table, Adam’s hot body above him, the soft skin and the scratch of his body hair making his senses mad. He believed that was the best feeling on the world, until Adam’s crotch rub his, and make them both moan.
- Jesus… - Sauli guide his hands to Adam’s butt and pulled him, searching a friction, rubbing or anything.
- You can call it Glambert. – The singer stopped kissing the other’s neck to raise himself and look Sauli in the eyes, supporting his elbows on the sides of Sauli’s head; he blinked one eye before chuckling.
- Shut up.
- Make me.
Sauli kissed him again, and one more time, and another one. Until he lost the count of how many times his lips touched Adam’s lips, neck, shoulders, biceps and all that made his craving increase.
Adam lifted himself, standing up and admiring the lean body of his lover/psychologist.
- You are gorgeous. – He whispered before touching Sauli’s chest, just using the tip of his fingers, tracing every line of muscle, circling the hard nipples, and going down, caressing every part of the abdomen until find a small track of almost white hair that guide to his crotch. Before Adam get there Sauli was already moaning and saying all kind of things in Finnish and English.
Adam didn’t asked, just unbuttoned the pants of the smaller man, and struggled a little with the zipper before pulling I down, Sauli helped by raising his hip from the table. Adam tossed the pants on the floor without looking, after all his eyes were busier with the black boxers of Sauli, specifically with the bulge inside of it. Biting his lip Adam came back to his position upon the Finnish, but before he took off his own pants and threw then on the floor with theirs shoes, gone long ago, and other pieces of clothes.
Again on his hands and knees above the blonde Adam felt the shaking hands pulling him down, the contact almost full skin to skin made them moan, their connection were indescribable, it didn’t look like it was their first time, even with the anxiety, they had a knowledge of each other’s bodies and were and how to touch.
When the erections collided, even though cover by the underwear, Adam couldn’t avoid moaning louder, and Sauli bit the singer’s shoulder with fierce.
Adam started to move, creating a delicious friction for them, already high on desire.
- Let me touch you. – The singer said before putting his hands between their bodies, reaching Sauli’s cock and pulling it out the boxers, making the therapist moan loud.
Sauli did the same, with his small hands he caressed the singer’s whole body before reaching his underwear, at the same time Adam started moving his hand on him he pulled the singer’s briefs down. They helped each other to get free of the last piece of fabric in their bodies, and then their contact was full skin to skin.
After this, there were no more walls among them, no more insecurities. Adam touched the whole body of Sauli, masturbate him and rubbed his own dick against his, making his moans and sighs even louder. Sauli let himself be cared by the older, but responded with kisses, bites, hickeys and pulls of hair.
The singer’s back were red with the scratches and wet of trails of sweat, his legs trembling, his breath irregular, the muscles stretching with the effort. Both lost on a wave of pleasure while their hands worked on their cocks. They didn’t need much more than that by now, they are learning about each other yet, and after tonight, they have the whole time of the world. Their glance at each other when Sauli whispered.
- I’m close, very close.
- Me too.
The table creaked and shake with all that movement on it, the veins on Adam’s neck were clearly visible and Sauli held his head back with his eyelids heavy, the orgasm formed and took them both, with louder moans and squeezes of the tired hands, from the repetitive movement, they surrender to pleasure.
Adam’s weak body laid on Sauli, receiving a hug from him.
A few seconds passed, or minutes, hours, they didn’t know, until Sauli say with a low voice:
- There is a box of tissues somewhere on the floor. They were here before you…You know. – The singer smiled and got up with tremble legs, reaching the box on the floor and using some tissues to clean Sauli’s body before cleaning his own. Once cleaned he sat on the chair and admire the naked body of the boy in front of him.
- Now I’m going to sit everyday where you sat naked.
- And gonna work on the table that we had sex.
They laughed loud.
- And now?
- Now I think we should continue in my house, after a good dinner...Or before we continue this and later we can have dinner. You chose.
Sauli gave him a nasty smile.
- Not this. I mean us… - Sauli still laid down, his head turned facing his ex-patient, both wearing a post orgasm dumb smile.
- Well, I still in love with you.
- And I’m in love with you too.
- I’ll talk to my manager, cancel everything with the clinic, and then we’re gonna be free and you with no guilt. – Sauli nodded. – And finally, you can be more than a friend.
- Great idea. – Sauli smiled and got up searching for his clothes.
A few months later…
Many couples stay days or weeks in that ecstasy of new relationship, Adam and Sauli were feeling like this for months already, letting themselves being silly and loving with each other. In this moment, Adam observed his boyfriend laid on his naked chest, with one finger he caressed the soft cheek, and the other hand playing with the blonde curls.
- I’m gonna have to recommend you to do therapy if you keep staring at me like that. - The Finnish smiled, opening his eyes.
- It’s better not, last time I got in one of those clinics I went out of there with a new boyfriend. – Adam received a light slap on the side of his body.
The true is that the best therapy that Adam ever had was meeting Sauli. His career still very good, he was looking forward for the new tour and showing the new songs for the fans, and now his personal life was just as good. Since they solved their situation Adam didn’t stressed out with daily problems anymore, and he stopped smoking too, actually he even started a healthier diet and go to the gym more often. However the drinking…Well, Sauli gave him a bottle of homemade tequila recently, and he is still Adam Lambert, God forbid that he changes completely.
The End