May 17, 2009 20:48
Chapter 2
I opened my eyes slowly only to discover that Kris was still wrapped in my arms. I gently pulled away, so as to not wake him, and slid out of the bed. I snuck into the bathroom and stripped down. I warmed up the water and stepped in. As I stepped in, It occurred to me that I had left a beer under the sink.
I stepped out again, opening the sink’s cabinets. There were three bottles of the really strong stuff hidden. I took them all into the shower with me. I was giddy now. “Time to drown my sorrows!”
I emptied each one within minutes of each other. *hic* Minor problem since I had downed them all so quickly. My vision was blurry and I felt light headed and giddy. “Time to hide the evidence!” I giggled getting out and placing each one in the farthest reaches of the highest shelf in the linen closet. Kris would never find them there.
Finally I got back in the shower to do some washing. I scrubbed my hair first, to get all of the hair gel out…Yick… I giggled to myself, humming “Whole Lotta Love” as I worked it all out. Black, Blue and green strands drooped into my line of vision. “All Gone!”
Then I started on my body, now humming “Born to Be Wild”. About half way through the song, Kris decided to get his scrawny ass in the shower. “What in the hell?” I said aloud.
He seemed not to hear me. So I made the decision to sneak out of the shower. I had one foot outside of the curtain when Kris said, “Adam why are you sneaking away?”
I froze and got back in, “What you want me to stay?”
“Doesn’t bother me any.”
I blinked and hugged him, despite our nudity. “Aww so sweet Kris wants to get it on!”
Kris blushed and tilted his head up. “Whatever gets you through the morning Glambert…”
I laughed and our lips connected. For him it was unexpected, but totally pleasurable. But for me, it was a symphony of sensations and pleasures. Although it did create an unseemly problem that was extremely obvious.
I pulled away after letting Kris thoroughly explore my mouth with his tongue. “I’m going to go um… get dressed now.” I jumped out of the shower and bolted into our room. I haphazardly pulled on all of my clothing and darted in Allison’s room.
And I resolved to stay in there till I drank every last bottle that was contained within the small room, and also to stay in here until my pants weren’t so tight…
kris allen,
alcoholism,
kradam,
drinking,
language,
adam lambert