Tim didn't want his make-up sex with Adam to be a quickie in a dressing room in some random venue. Yes, he was desperate to reconnect with his lover but he could wait a few days until they had a hotel room for a night. Adam had been all over him right after their discussion but he didn't let it get past making out. The next day Adam was less frisky but Tim still had to turn him down a few times. By the third day, he realized the blond had quit trying. 

Adam didn't want his make-up sex with Tim to be a quickie in a dressing room in some random venue but he was desperate to reconnect with his lover. He didn't want to wait the few days until they had a hotel room for a night. No matter what he tried that first day Tim wouldn't let it get past the making out stage. He tried a few more times the next day but was rebuffed each time. Adam had a small panic attack in his bunk that night thinking maybe he was pushing Tim too fast and while the brunette hadn't completely shunned his advances (he'd return kisses and such) the rejection was bothering him. He decided he would back off and let Tim come to him when was he ready. The third day Adam stopped trying to initiate anything.

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By day five post discussion Tim was getting irritated with Adam. Too many times over the past few days he had seen Adam start to reach out to touch him only to drop his hand back to his side or stare at his lips, wanting a kiss, but waiting for Tim to initiate it. 

Tim and Adam both dropped their bags in their shared dressing room. Tim turned to face his boyfriend, "Did you have any plans for us today before the show?" he asked the blond.

"No, not really" Adam replied, "I just planned on relaxing."

"Okay, good," Tim smiled, "Chance wanted me to do something with him if we didn't have plans."

"That's fine. I'll be right here" Adam replied quietly while staring at Tim's lips again. They always gave each other a goodbye kiss, even if it was only goodbye for a few minutes.

Tim noticed Adam doing it again but he didn't give in this time. He wanted to see what happened. "I'll see you later," he said as he turned and opened the door. He paused to grab his jacket and turned his head slightly so he could see Adam in the mirror. The blond lifted his foot to take a step towards Tim before putting it back down and dropping his head in defeat.

"GOD DAMMIT ADAM!" Tim bellowed before slamming the door shut and turning around. "Will you stop?" 

Adam jumped at the sound of Tim's booming voice. "Stop what?" he asked quietly.

The dressing room door flew open, "What the hell is wrong with you two now?" Chance asked as he entered uninvited. He noticed that Tim looked pissed and Adam was just staring at the floor.

"Nothing that isn't about to be worked out right this second," Tim hissed out, "Thanks for your concern. I got this."

Chance backed out of the room and shut the door. He would be watching them closely today to make sure they were okay.

Tim walked across the room until he was standing right in front of the blond. "You are my boyfriend, my lover, my whole world," Tim said as he fought back the tears in his eyes. He took Adam's hand and gently placed it on his cheek, "Please touch me."

Adam caressed Tim's cheek with his thumb while he looked from Tim's eyes to his lips and back several times. The brunette could tell that Adam wanted to kiss him but he was still hesitating.

"Why won't you kiss me?" Tim asked softly.

"I'm... I'm afraid," Adam said so quietly Tim almost missed it.

"Afraid?" Tim questioned as he looked at Adam with concern, "What are you afraid of?"

Adam removed his hand from Tim's cheek as he dropped his gaze to the floor, "That you'll reject me again."

"What?" Tim asked with shock. "Baby, no. I wouldn't. Why would you think that?"

"Because you did several times earlier this week," Adam whispered.

Tim's mouth hung open as he looked at his boyfriend. He was just trying to stop them before things got too heated. How did Adam not understand that? Suddenly the blonde's words from earlier that week rang through his head 'being rejected again... would... it would kill me'. 

Tim pulled Adam into his arms, "Baby, no. I'm sorry I made you feel like I was rejecting you." He led the blond to the couch and sat them down facing each other. "I want you so much. But... not here; not like this," Tim said as he gestured around the room, "hurried and hushed." The bass looked down at his lap, "I was just trying to slow us down, to keep it from going too far." He looked back up at Adam, "I'm sorry." Tim held his arms open, "Come here."

Adam quickly moved across the couch and into his lovers waiting arms. After a few minutes, Tim lay back on the couch pulling the blond with him. They lay in silence just enjoying being close. 

It had been over an hour and Tim wasn't returning his texts. Chance knocked softly on the couples dressing room door and got no answer. He tried again with the same result. Had they killed one another? When he found the handle unlocked he slowly opened the door and peeked inside. What he saw made him smile; Tim asleep on the couch with Adam sprawled on top of him. Chance backed out of the room quietly and let the lovers sleep.

~~~

The ride to the hotel, that night, didn't take long. Everyone gathered their bags, got checked in, and headed to their rooms. It had been an unusually busy week and most of them just wanted to crash into a soft bed. Adam and Tim had other plans.

Adam attacked Tim as soon as the door shut and they dropped their bags. They stood just inside the room wrapped in each other's arms and kissing for a while before Tim pulled away and leaned his forehead against Adam's, "mmm, let's slow this down; we have all night." 

Tim led Adam to the bed and pushed him down. He kicked off his boots and then knelt down and pulled Adam's off. "Scoot back," Tim commanded as he stood up. Adam shimmied up the bed as Tim crawled over him. The look of his lust in eyes had Adam's heart racing already.

Tim pinned Adam to the bed as he leaned down and captured his lips in another heated kiss. Adam tried to get his hands under Tim's shirt to get it off but the brunette wouldn't allow it. He would swat Adam's hand away or grab him by the wrist and hold him down. 

"Baby, please," Adam whined.

"Slow," Tim replied as he pushed his hips down to grind against Adam making him moan loudly. Tim jerked away and chuckled as he felt his phone vibrate in his front pocket.

"Ignore it" Adam pleaded as he pulled Tim down into another steamy kiss. Tim's phone eventually quit vibrating... just as the room phone rang.

"Fuck!" Tim sighed. He rolled off of Adam and grabbed the receiver. "WHAT?" He shouted into it.

Adam could only hear one side of the conversation. "Sorry" (pause). "No, it's fine (pause). "Yeah, I'll get it" (pause). "I promise, it's fine (pause). "Okay, bye"

Tim hung up the phone and cautiously looked at Adam, "Can you give me a minute?"

"What's wrong?" Adam asked. He didn't like the serious look on his boyfriends face.

"TJ is sick and throwing up," Tim sighed, "Jenika called down to the front desk for some extra towels and another trash can but apparently he can't bring it up right now. I'm going to run and down and get it for her so she doesn't have to leave him alone." Tim leaned over and kissed Adam sweetly, "I promise I'll be back as quick as I can."

As soon as the door shut Adam pulled the bed covers down and stripped out of his clothes. Tim may want to take it slow but being undressed already should speed things up a bit. He grabbed lube and condoms from his suitcase and put them on the nightstand. He turned off most of the lights so the room just had a faint, romantic glow to it. Now he just had to wait.

It seemed like forever before Adam heard the lock click and the door open. "Adam?" Tim called out quietly as he stepped into the darkened room. He knew there was no way he had gone to sleep; he'd been wanting this for too long. Tim stepped around the corner as his eyes adjusted to the dim light.

"Damn, Adam" he breathed out quietly as he spotted the blond leaning against the headboard, completely nude and fully erect. Tim swallowed hard and willed his feet to move him forward. He never broke eye contact as he gently sat on the side of the bed. 

"What is it?" Adam asked as soon as Tim sat down. He could see the sadness in his lovers' eyes.

"I need to stay with TJ tonight," Tim said quietly as he looked at the ground.

"Is he that sick?" Adam asked with genuine concern.

"Not really, just a stomach bug" Tim replied with a sigh, "but it's getting to Jenika. I'm guessing it's the pregnancy hormones but she's having a hard time helping him because it's making her nauseated to smell it." 

Adam knew Tim needed to help his son but he couldn't stop the look of disappointment from washing over his face. The bass caressed Adam's face lightly, "I know, babe. I'm sorry."

"Can I send Jenika down here to sleep so she's completely away from it?" Tim asked. He didn't want to just assume that his boyfriend would be okay with his plan. 

"Yeah, that's fine," Adam said as he climbed out of the bed, "I'm going to get my pajamas on."

Tim stood and caught the blond by the wrist before he could get too far away, "Babe, I really am sorry." 

"I know," Adam said quietly before giving Tim a quick kiss, grabbing his clothes, and heading for the bathroom. "Good luck," he said as he shut the door, trying to hide the sadness in his eyes.

"Fuck" Tim mumbled under his breath as he walked out of the room. He knew he was doing the right thing and he knew that Adam knew it was the right thing but he still felt like shit for doing it. Tim looked back at the closed door. "I love you" he whispered.

To be continued...

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