Pairing/Characters: LOLLL Adam/Sauli, Sauli/Terrance, Sauli/Terrance/Tommy, Adam/Tommy, Adam/Lance Bass, Adam/Sauli/Tommy/Terrance/Lance Bass
Rating (Word Count): R (3x100)
Warning(s): None
Author's notes: LOLLL It had to be done, that story was just too funny not to. This is the morning after :D Loosely based on the scene from the 80's movie Navy SEALS where they all wake up on the beach hungover from the partying the night before.
Adam woke up stiff and sore. Last night had been off the hook. He grimaced at the sticky mess coating his belly and was that some on his arm as well? Fuck, last night had been wild.
First, Sauli and Terrance had been doing dirty things on the dance floor. Adam could see them from the stage. Plus, there was Tommy, front row, making heart eyes at him. Then he'd run into Lance Bass in the men's room. One thing had led to another, and by the end of the night, the five of them were in a dark corner.
"Sauli." His voice sounded raw and raspy.
A grunt came from the other side of the bed, and Adam threw back the covers. Sauli looked just as bad as he did. There was definitely dried semen on the inside of Sauli's thighs.
"Adam, I'm sleeping."
Adam smiled. Usually Sauli was up with the birds. "Some night, huh?"
Sauli made a flapping wave with his hand before letting his arm flop back down onto the bed.
"I think I'm getting too old for this shit," Adam groaned.
Sauli elbowed him, and Adam knew he was rolling his eyes.
"Juice, now, please."
"Okay baby." Adam leaned over and kissed Sauli's temple.
Flinging the covers off, he got out of bed, rubbing his eyes. He stumbled blearily to the kitchen after dragging on some shorts. He found Terrance there, glaring at the coffee maker, and Tommy slumped in a chair at the counter, head resting on his hands.
Silently, he got the juicer down and made Sauli's favorite blend. It didn't take long for Sauli to join them, sitting down next to Tommy, as Adam slid a glass of juice over to him.
"To sticky fierce nights and friends to share them with."