Personally, I don't believe John told Amanda anything about the traps in Saw II. I feel like he sent her in blind, not knowing about traps like the needle pit or that Daniel was actually Eric's son. Her seeming so in disbelief about the confession, realizing what John tasked her with. Realizing how much she loved John and how much he had betrayed her, how his traps weren't fixing her.
Her reactions in the house seemed so distressed. Frantic over one of the survivors, genuinely anguished when she was in the needle pit, finally frightened and nearly hysterical when they have to kill Xavier.
I do believe Amanda was genuinely tested in that movie and part of why she failed as an apprentice. That movie broke something in her that couldn't be repaired.
One aspect of Amanda's character that doesn't get explored enough is Amanda's jealousy and the heartbreak she feels in Saw III because of her love for John.
She loved John so much and it clearly hurt her that she couldn't be the one to give him what he needed. Her angrily naming what treatment they might try was a perfect example of it.
She'd likely tried everything she could to help John by herself and Lynn was a tangible reminder that she hadn't been good enough. John had taken care of her, he'd saved her. And when she had the opportunity to take care of him too, she couldn't do it. He had to have someone else, some person who didn't even love him, help him. She had to watch as Lynn helped John and as John praised/protected her.
Even when Amanda was helping out, it was another reminder that she couldn't handle it like Lynn could. She was too emotional, completely overwhelmed by it all. Yet, Lynn could stay calm and collected. When John's condition was worsening, she had to look to Lynn for support and her line of, "what's happening to him?"
It likely made her feel guilty that she couldn't handle this for John. Right up until the end, Amanda felt like she wasn't good enough.
Through the whole movie, she cycled between lashing out at Lynn and breaking down. The whole movie culminating in Amanda claiming she doesn't mean anything to John. In her very last moments, John is reaching towards her. And she's being reminded that despite how much he looked out for her, she still failed him.
To be crushed by something: to be deeply upset, overwhelmed, or devastated by a situation, event, or news. As if a heavy weight is pressing down on you, causing significant emotional pain or distress; to be completely broken down by something.
Warnings: Trans Adam, cunnilingus, vaginal sex, bottom Adam, premature ejaculation.
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Adam groaned as Lawrence licked deeper into him. Gentle hands held his thighs apart for him, face buried between them. Lawrence had been down there for a while now, always enthusiastic and patient when it came to giving head. In his entire life, Adam hadn’t met anyone who enjoyed eating him out as much as Lawrence did.
He was good at it too, skilled with his tongue and fingers. He was a good listener, learning what Adam liked and applying it came easily to him. Adam squirmed under the attention, thighs trying to close, but Lawrence kept him spread and continued the onslaught of pleasure.
“Lawrence,” Adam hissed when his tongue pressed into him teasingly.
Normally, Lawrence would have his fingers inside of him. They were so much thicker than his own, able to stretch him open in ways he couldn’t. Lawrence knew just how to curl them too and if Adam didn’t know better, he would swear Lawrence slept around. It was hard to imagine he’d be so good at this without it, but he supposed Lawrence was just special. At the very least, Lawrence had gotten plenty of practice with Adam.
He was borderline obsessed with getting his tongue on and his fingers in Adam. He certainly wasn’t going to complain about Lawrence being this into him, though. Lawrence fucked his tongue into him, but it wasn’t enough. Adam’s hips rolled against him, desperate for more.
“I’m not gonna last,” Adam warned him.
Whenever he was with Lawrence, he was never able to hold himself together as well. As if to prove that, Lawrence’s fingers dug deeper into Adam’s skin and he moved back to his clit. He sucked at it gently which Adam decided was an evil move when he was already so close to coming. A groan pulled from his throat and he couldn’t stave the orgasm off much longer. Of course, Lawrence sucked him through it and didn’t stop until Adam was pushing him away.
Shockwaves of pleasure rolled through Adam, making him tingle and twitch as he laid there. His chest heaved, trying to recompose himself. Lawrence licked through the wetness there once more and the action felt filthy, Adam groaning softly.
“How was that, love?” Lawrence asked when he finally pulled his head away from Adam’s cunt, wiping his chin and mouth.
“Get inside me,” Adam demanded quickly, legs spreading more to let Lawrence settle between them. “Now,” He encouraged when Lawrence wasn’t moving quickly enough for him.
“Some people say please,” Lawrence pointed out to him, but he still moved to get on top of Adam. “I need you so bad,” He told him quietly, kissing him as he lined himself up. “Hell,” He breathed out when he began pushing himself in, the slide easy from how wet and relaxed Adam was.
It was a tight fit, it always was, but it felt like Adam was made especially for him. Adam cursed out when Lawrence pressed all the way inside, adjusting to the familiar stretch of Lawrence’s cock. His arms curled around Lawrence’s shoulders, pulling him down closer to his chest. Legs slid around his thighs and he pushed himself against the older man with a bright smile.
“Fuck me, Lawrence. Please?” Adam’s attitude earned an affectionate roll of Lawrence’s eyes, but he gave him exactly what he asked for.
He pulled out slowly and forced himself back inside, careful with him at first. It was easy to lose control of himself, though. Adam was able to take him so well and he took full advantage, hips moving harder and quicker. Adam made the prettiest noises for him, moaning like it was the only thing he wanted. He was always so responsive, body twitching and clenching around Lawrence.
“Just like that,” Adam breathed out, eyes falling closed as he took everything he was given. “Perfect for me,” Adam praised and Lawrence whined at the way he sounded, the way he felt.
Lawrence smiled and his lips found the side of Adam’s throat, leaving kisses and gentle bites along the skin there. His eyes closed as well, just enjoying the feeling. It was easy to lose himself in the pleasure, almost solely focused on fucking into Adam. He felt perfect, he was perfect. Lawrence’s teeth sank into his skin harder than before as he lost control of himself.
Adam didn’t mind it one bit. If he was honest, he loved when Lawrence got like this. He loved it when Lawrence got even rougher and needier, but it didn’t happen often. Lawrence tended to be too worried about hurting him and as sweet as that was, Adam sometimes needed the pain of it. This was a good medium for both of them, though. Lawrence was shoving into him with reckless abandon, rubbing against Adam’s sweet spot with every thrust. Lawrence’s orgasm hit him suddenly, a choked out moaning leaving him as he came.
“God,” Lawrence whispered shakily and he pressed his face deeper into Adam’s neck, cheeks burning bright pink and hot.
Shame washed over him as he buried himself all the way inside Adam, cock pulsing as he came. It was the most mortifying experience of his life, coming way too quickly. The only small comfort he found was the fact he’d made Adam come first. At least, he’d focused on his pleasure before, but that didn’t stop him from feeling embarrassed and horrified about what had happened.
“Hey,” Adam whispered after a moment and kissed Lawrence’s cheek, the angle a bit off. “It’s okay, baby. You’re fine,” He promised him and his arms tightened around Lawrence to keep him close when he felt Lawrence trying to pull away. “That was perfect,” He assured him and Lawrence knew he was being honest.
Lawrence nodded and let Adam hold him close. He tried to catch his breath, hoping he’d be hard again soon. It would likely be a while, but he promised himself he’d make Adam feel as good as humanly possible once he was ready to go again.
Warnings: One-sided attraction, Adam lives AU, vaginal sex, riding.
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Adam had clung to Amanda ever since his trap had ended. He knew most people wouldn’t want anything to do with someone that helped put them in a torture trap, but he couldn’t keep himself away. All he saw when he looked at her was the person that had pulled him out of the bathroom when he was half-dead, dragging him along the cold floor and to safety.
Some of it was emotional clinging. He would look to her for validation and praise, spending most of his time talking to her. He’d follow her around wherever she went as long as he could. He watched her intently, seemingly disinterested in everything else around them. There was the type of clinging Adam was doing now, though, and it was much more difficult for her to ignore.
He was resting with his back to the headboard of his bed, Amanda in his lap and moving desperately. His arms clung to her as if she’d disappear if he let go. His face was buried in her chest, lips and teeth around one of her nipples and whining against her skin. She rocked her hips down against him roughly and his hands squeezed at her skin tighter, trying to hold himself together.
Already, he knew he wasn’t going to last as long as he wanted to. He wanted to impress her, but he always felt like he was coming up short. She deserved so much more than what he could give her, though he always gave her his all. He thrust up into her the best he could, not wanting to leave her to do all the work. He could feel himself getting closer to coming, so he pulled away from her chest with a wet noise.
“Mandy,” He whispered, looking up at her in pure adoration. His hair was messy and his eyes were dazed, words breathless as he spoke. “Let me touch you,” He neary begged, knowing he was close and not wanting to leave her behind.
She nodded and he thanked her quickly, his hand slipping down between them. He was quick to find her clit, he always was. If she could praise Adam on anything, it was his ability to get someone off with his fingers or his mouth. He was eager to please and learned quickly, making him nearly perfect at it. His fingers rubbed at her just the way she needed, earning a soft moan and her hips rocking towards his hand.
“You feel so good,” Adam praised her quietly, rubbing at her in consistent movements. “I adore you so much, you know that? I adore you,” He rambled and it wasn’t unusual for him, he was always saying sweet things to her and especially in moments like these.
She left the comments unanswered, acting as though he didn’t even speak. She continued riding him and she gasped when she got closer to coming herself. Adam savored it every time he could make her come before he did. If she didn’t come before him, she wouldn’t let him touch her or eat her out after, though he was unsure why. It was just one of Amanda’s many quirks when it came to sex.
Amanda gave no warning before she came, simply grunting and clenching almost painfully around his cock. He rubbed her through her orgasm, whining as he continued thrusting into her. When she was done, he moved his hand away from her clit and clung to her middle again. He was less restrained now, rutting up into her as he chased his own release.
“Amanda,” He whined out at her, burying his face against her chest. “Mandy,” He didn’t even know what he was asking for, but the closeness wasn’t enough yet.
Somehow, he needed to be way closer than he was, way closer than what was possible. She didn’t seem too opposed to it either, letting him cling to her and even stroking a hand over the back of his head gently. He was grateful for moments like this because it wasn’t the closest he ever felt to, even if it still wasn’t quite what he wanted.
“I’m gonna come soon,” He warned her reverently, always giving her plenty of warning before he came. “I’m so close. I need you so bad,” He pressed kisses along her warm skin, wishing he could leave marks to prove he’d left an impact on her. “Oh, fuck. Please.”
His orgasm washed over him like a tidal wave, crashing into him and forcing him off of his feet. His toes curled to the point they were nearly cramping and he cried out like he was in pain. Every time, he swore it was the hardest he’d ever gotten off. He was beginning to think it was just Amanda that had that power over him. He pulsed into the condom, grinding his hips deeper into her.
“Thank you,” He whispered against her skin once he was done coming, barely able to catch his breath.
Her fingers still rubbed through his hair mindlessly. She was silent above him, her body a bit more relaxed and letting him touch her as much as he needed. His hands rubbed over her back and sides, keeping her close and their bodies pressed together. His face buried deeper into her skin, eyes closed and body still tingling from pleasure. He wished they could stay like that forever, but he knew it would be over soon, so he treasured every second.
His head was fuzzy and he felt a bit delirious. He always did after a good night with her, it was just a side of him she brought out. Nobody had ever treated him this way or made him feel the way she did. It seemed so effortless with her too, caring for her was so simple and so easy. He smiled against her skin as he thought about it.
“I love you,” He told her, making sure his voice was loud enough to be heard.
