Barry x Adam

Chapter One

Imagine them as humans okay I'm not writing smut of bees

"You're going to wear your striped sweater, right?" Barry asks Adam when they finally get a moment alone. Adam chuckles and adjusts his glasses.

"Barry, you know I don't like that sweater." He smiles at the other and Barry feels his face flush briefly. He brushes the moment off and pouts.

"Pleeeease? I don't want to be the only one, you know nobody else wears sweaters there, it's always uniform this, uniform that." He wails, shoving his head into Adam's shoulder. "Okay okay, I'll do it." Adam laughs and pushes Barry off of him, giving him one more smile before turning away.

"I'll see you tomorrow then?" Adam calls over his shoulder.

"Yep." Barry murmurs almost inaudibly, watching Adam with near literal stars in his eyes. He didn't want to admit it, but he had more than a small crush on his best friend. He was so attractive.

Black hair slicked back just like Barry's, but he pulled it off so much better. Gorgeous brown eyes that Barry constantly found himself lost in, impeccable attire, and the most dazzling smile he's even seen. Unfortunately Barry was sure Adam didn't share the same feelings.

He finds himself staring at himself in the mirror when he gets back home, a displeased look on his face. He used to pride himself in his unique blue eyes, but now he realizes they were nothing compared to his best friend's

He decides to go to bed early today, to shake off the frustrated feeling swarming his head like bees.

It takes a while but suddenly he's asleep, dreaming.

He sees Adam in the distance and runs towards him, calling his name. Adam turns to face him and Barry is suddenly struck with an inability to move. Adam walks painfully slowly towards him, and when he finally reaches Barry, he notices the hungry look in Adam's chocolate brown eyes. Adam snakes his arms around Barry's waist, right above his hips, and Barry thinks he's merely being hugged until he feels a warm tongue run down his neck softly. He flinches, but Adam keeps his mouth on Barry's neck, now sucking dark purple marks into the flesh.

The sensation causes Barry to let out a soft whimper, and Adam immediately notices, pulling back to Barry's dismay. He eyes the smaller man under him and licks his lips, appearing to be in thought. Suddenly Barry feels the other's mouth pressing against his own, and he softens up under Adam's touch. Adam sucks on his lips and then Barry feels a wet tongue slip into his mouth, exploring every inch it could possibly get. He suppresses a moan and instead let's his own hands slip under Adam's shirt, grabbing at the soft flesh on his stomach and running his fingers over his chest.

He remembers the time Adam told him about the tattoo he had gotten on his back. He grabs at Adam's shirt and attempts to yank it over his head. Adam pulls his hands away gently and instead takes the shirt off himself. Adam watches practically drooling, watching the other's muscles move impressively under his skin.

Forgetting the tattoo entirely, he smashes his own mouth again Adam's, and the man responds immediately.

Barry can feel his pants tenting, and he rolls his hips up towards Adam's looking for friction. He's granted just that when he rubs up against Adam's pants. He moans loudly, hearing Adam pant softly in response. He feels Adam's hands trail down his chest to the front of his pants, and the other man starts to unzip them. The anticipation is cruel to Barry, and he holds his breath until his jeans are being yanked down his legs, a hand pressing against the bulge of his underwear.

Suddenly Barry's eyes snap open.