Light My Fire Chapter 23
LIGHT MY FIRE
Ship: Adam/Kris from American Idol
Plot: Adam teasing Kris during the AI show and tour.
Notes: No Drake or Katy exist in this story. Danny is somewhat of a douche. Written upon request as a turnabout from my last story, Playing with Fire, in which Kris teased Adam.
Style: Humor/Dialogue generally.
Rating: NC-17 for this chapter
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Chapter 23: You might get...sauced
"I'll show you." Kris felt something inside him snap free like a tightened rubber band suddenly released to fly across the room as he shoved Adam, hard, backward until Adam stumbled as the back of his knees hit his bed and he tumbled onto it.
Kris fell on top of Adam, straddling his hips, grinding into them as he grabbed Adam's hands, shoving them over Adam's head. "Once and for all, I'll show you that you belong to me. Now, give me your damn mouth."
"Yes..." Adam agreed instantly in a low voice, unaware that he was speaking, focused on Kris above him, as he felt the tension in Kris' hands and saw the muscles bunching in Kris' arms, heard his harsh breathing, and was branded by the heat of Kris' cock thrusting against the skin of his abdomen. And knew the need Kris felt. He needed to be shown.
Holding his breath, Kris watched as Adam opened his hands and entwined his fingers with Kris' and slowly tilted his head back, exposing his neck, parting his lips, whispering once again, "Yesss..."
Oh god, those lips, Kris thought, are mine. He began to descend upon Adam's mouth, then his gaze homing in on Adam's eyes, he lost his breath as he lost himself inside...what was that? Some truth or... something Adam was giving him, trust and truth, and...
For a flash of time, before falling slowly on top of Adam, he saw that mix of strength and vulnerability, that duality in Adam that would make him fascinating forever, before he closed his eyes, his mouth searching and finding Adam's, finding another truth as their lips greedily sought each other's, a truth that fanned the fire between them as they opened their mouths to each other, seeking and finding what they both needed.
"Am I yours?" Adam asked, pushing up against Kris' hands, enjoying Kris pressing him down but wanting to flip Kris over under him and ... Not tonight, he reminded himself and smirked. "Am I? Is my mouth? I'm not sure yet."
"You..." Kris growled and sank his teeth into Adam's bottom lip, scraping his front teeth across that freckle, that damn freckle, over and over. "Damn freckle is mine..." Kris groaned, freeing his hands to cup Adam's head, holding it still as he flicked his tongue back and forth over it, before Adam's tongue stroking over his top lip drove him crazy with want and his tongue caught Adam's, sliding inside the welcoming heat of Adam's mouth as Adam's arms wrapped around him, tightening their embrace.
Mine, Kris thought, then mindlessly went deeper into Adam's mouth, twining his arms around Adam's shoulders as he sank deeper and deeper into the vortex of heat that made his head spin and his skin dampen, his body sliding across Adam's body, the slick friction making him hotter still, then the wet heat of his leaking cock making him, forcing him, he thought, thrust harder against Adam's stomach as he sought... What? He thought, pullng his mouth off Adam with a gasp and looking down, saw how red and swollen Adam's lips looked. Day-um, he thought, raising his gaze to look into those eyes... the heat, the blue of those eyes, filled with... him. "You do belong to me."
"Yes. How else do you want my mouth?" Adam asked, looking down his body as Kris began to thrust his cock against Adam's in short, hard strokes. Damn, Kris was so close already. He tightened his legs and shifted his hips, meeting Kris' thrusts, licking his lips as Kris' cock seemed to grow harder with each movement. "Are you going to fuck my mouth?" Adam parted his lips in anticipation and reached between them for Kris' hips, expecting Kris to shove forward and fuck his face. Instead... what was Kris doing?... looking at him with... what was that? Fire, yes, fire in his eyes.
"Don't!" Kris ordered, when Adam's stroking hands threatened to send him over the edge too soon. Grabbing Adam's hands, he pushed them over his head again. "You..." He whispered when Adam clutched the pillow under his head in both hands, took a deep breath and watched and waited for Kris' next more.
Watched the muscles in Adam's arms bunch as he squeezed the pillow, watched those beautiful eyes fill with anticipation and need, watched the tongue slowly slide out across those lips and that freckle.
Waited for Adam to protest, to take over to.... Wait. Adam was waiting for him? Kris bit his lower lip in shock. Adam was really going to allow him to do that? Hurry up, he told himself, before Adam remembered he was a control freak. But should he, should he be the one in control, but oh hell, his body wanted him to, oh god, his cock wanted so much and and Adam was waiting. Yes, Adam was waiting, so the right thing to do was... oh god, you're overanalyzing like Adam and why are we switching roles and --
"What the actual fuck are you doing, Allen?" Adam reached his right hand up and captured Kris' arm in a hard grasp and roughly pulled him forward. "C'mon, keep pushing me."
Hurry up, Kris told himself, looking down, seeing the involuntary thrusting of his cock against Adam's skin, oh god, Adam was sweating too, his skin was damp and slidey and hurry, before you just come all over him. And... why would that be a bad idea? "Trying to decide..." He lost his train of thought as Adam's hand moved from his arm straight to his cock, encircled the base and squeezed hard, before giving the hardened flesh one long stroke and moving his hand back to the pillow.
"Don't think. Just do." Squeezing the pillow in his hands as hard as he wanted to squeeze Kris' ass in those same hands as he thrust inside, Adam bent his knees and bumped Kris' back, urging him forward, Kris' cock sliding through the slickness he'd left on Adam's skin. "C'mon," Adam urged. "Show my mouth--"
"You want to be shown how that mouth belongs to me?" Kris' chest heaved with a deep breath. He drew his finger through his own fluid and with a shaking hand, placed the liquid on the freckle on Adam's bottom lip, smearing it slowly. "There. I'm marking you."
"Damn..." Adam groaned, eliciting a match groan from Kris when his tongue slid out and slowly wiped his lip clean. That was hot. Unexpected, but hot as hell. Which is where he felt like he was residing, forcing himself not to just take Kris, which would be so good and he could just grab Kris and... No. Focus, Lambert. He took a deep breath. He wanted to give Kris a feeling of control tonight and... but he could push Kris to move it already. "More. Show me more..."
"Day-um..." Kris rubbed the wet tip of his cock, then lifted his finger to coat Adam's bottom lip, over and over, until he found himself sucking in air as Adam's tongue licked his lip and Kris' finger, sucking the finger deep into his mouth, then pushing it out, unless to draw it back inside again.
Feeling Kris pushing against his stomach, knowing Kris would be incensed with himself if he lost control too soon, Adam urged him upward, "More, Kris, Give me your cock. "
"I'll show you. I'll show you how your mouth is mine..." Kris shifted forward, dragging his cock along Adam's chest, until he rose to his knees. He held his cock in one hand and gently rubbed the tip of it along the soft curves of Adam's parted lips, brushing it back and forth over the freckle on Adam's bottom lip, which Kris was sure was the sexiest thing in the world. Next to Adam's voice. Maybe, he wasn't sure, but oh god, that mouth...
With the hot slide of Adam's mouth closing over his cock, his tongue licking at him, the sucking of his cheeks taking him deeper, Kris began to moan loudly, relieved when Adam's hand came up and covered his mouth. He'd been waiting forever to have Adam take him and now... He thrust in again and again... he was going to take Adam, make him know to whom he belonged.
Mine, mine, mine. He belongs to me! Kris cried out behind Adam's hand, half in triumph, then biting down in frustration as his frenzied thrusting took him so quickly to the edge so quickly, and over, too quickly, he thought in frustration, surely not enough to show Adam the truth. He growled and pulled back, sliding back down Adam's body to lick at Adam's lips, tasting himself. "Oh hell, I'm on your lips..."
"Inside my mouth too..." Adam whispered, his hand curling around the back of Kris' neck to urge him back down for another kiss. He felt Kris' shock at tasting himself on Adam's tongue, then the shudder of need culminating in the beginning of a resurgence of hardness to Kris' cock. Wow, this worked, Adam thought, stroking his tongue along Kris' over and over until Kris pulled his mouth away with a deep inhalation of breath and stared down at him in a mixture of surprise and lust.
"Oh, your mouth belongs to me, but that's not all." Kris drew his hands down over Adam's arms, then crossed to his chest, stroking his hands down and over, needing to touch all the warm skin he could reach, all that skin, he had the right to touch it, he wished everyone knew it was his. His fingers encountered the wetness he'd left behind, glinting up at him as he wished... and having lost control, blurted out, "I feel like coming all over you. Marking all of you as mine."
"Oooh!" Adam gasped. This aggressive, possessive Kris was shocking him. And he liked it. Which also shocked him. Well, life was full of wonder.
Kris raised his eyes at the soft exclamation. Had he really said that out loud? Seeing the surprise in Adam's eyes, he realized he had. Feeling the bump of Adam's cock against his ass proof of the lust he saw in the tightening of Adam's features, he smiled as he saw that Adam had really liked what he said, but...
"Go ahead," Adam urged, seeing the hesitation in Kris' face warring with the need. "Show me."
Kris nodded, then moved aside. Bending over Adam, unable to resist, he reached out and stroked Adam's cock, revelling in the sight of Adam pushing up into his hand, responding to him, damnit to him. He smiled smugly, then pushed Adam's hips, urging him to turn over. "Get on your stomach. I want to start with that ass of yours."
Adam smiled. Kris was the one with the ass, a very fuckable ass, he thought, then clenched his hands around the bedcoverings to push them aside and rolled over. "Oomph!" he grunted as Kris immediately sat on top of him, pressing his shoulders into the bed. He curled his fingers into the sheets, fighting the urge to reverse their positions, then gripped them even tighter as Kris suddenly bit the back of his neck. "Kris!"
Slowly licking the mark he'd left, running his tongue up and down the back of Adam's neck, Kris smiled against Adam's skin. Mine, he thought as he lifted up and saw the redness on Adam's shoulder where he'd bitten him earlier. Not enough, he thought as he kissed his way over to the other shoulder and gave it a matching mark, then slowed down to kiss the multitude of freckles dusting the top of Adam's shoulders, leaving them only because his thigh had brushed against the curve of Adam's ass and it reminded him that Adam was so big, there was so much skin to cover...
Adam swallowed, still tasting Kris in his mouth, as Kris' own mouth began slowly moving down his spine, soft kisses, then firm, then a bite, then a hard kiss, then a bite, then... there was no pattern. Just the susseration of skin brushing skin, the panting of their breaths, the wet sound of kisses, the gasp from Adam due to a particularly-sharp bite, the pleased moan from Kris as he saw a small red mark appear in the lower curve of Adam's back as it flowed into his butt.
"Mine. No one else's." Kris bent his head and bit the curve of Adam's ass.
"Ow." Adam twisted his head around and grinned. "Should I get a tattoo back there? It might be less painful. Ow!" Adam laughed as Kris bit his other cheek.
Unable to resist the sight of Adam's smile and the warmth in his eyes, but needing more, more, more, Kris slid his tongue over the uppper curve of Adam's ass, then rubbed his body against Adam's legs, up over his back moving toward his goal of Adam's mouth, until suddenly, Adam reached back with his right arm and right leg and flipped over, at the last minute, rearranging them both to keep Kris on top.
Points to me, Adam thought, as Kris once again straddled him. Fucking major points to me -- Kris is so going to owe me. Later, later, later. Rewarding himself now, Adam slid one hand down Kris' back to cup his ass while the other pressed into the middle of Kris' back, pulling him down, their mouths meeting again, eagerly, as if they'd been separated forever instead of minutes. "Keep going," Adam demanded, then groaned when Kris moved down and bit his neck near his shoulder.
"Your neck..." Kris nipped and licked down the strong column of Adam's neck, feeling the hard, rapid pounding of Adam's pulse against his lips, feeling the soft gasp of Adam's breath at each little bite. Adam liked that. He'd do it again. That simple.
"More..." Adam whispered, his hands running along the smooth skin of Kris's shoulders, then down his back, as Kris moved, his body undulating against Adam's, neither of them able to stop touching each other in as many ways possible.
"Your shoulders..." Kris bit the muscle where Adam's neck joined his shoulder, then licked the mark he'd left, before sliding his lips along the broad expanse of Adam's shoulders. He lifted his head, abruptly reminded of how big Adam was and yet he was allowing him...
"Don't stop. Keep showing me." Adam slid his hand up Kris' back and to his neck, urging his mouth back down to his skin.
"Your freckles, all of them..." Kris whispered as his lips softly kissed each freckle.
"Damn freckles..." Adam muttered automatically, although the way Kris was touching him tonight, Kris was making him feel...loved and wanted and beautiful. And he wanted more. Needed more.
"I love your freckles..." Kris whispered, his mouth once again traveling over Adam's shoulders, then nipping, tiny little bites over each small golden dot, then kissing each one again, at first his mouth was fast and frantic, then gradually he slowed, savoring each taste of Adam's skin, each touch of Adam's skin against his fingers and hands as they moved down to Adam's chest. Oh god, he was losing control again, he realized, belatedly feeling his cock once again rubbing against Adam's hip this time, realizing that touching Adam this way... and why had he not touched Adam like this before?... touching him this way, touching that skin and those freckles and that mouth and oh yeah, that cock... he was on fire again, or still or always... "Adam... god, do you know..." Kris lifted his head and looked into Adam's eyes, seeing a softness mixed in with the heat. "I need you."
Feeling the emotion behind the heat of Kris' touch, Adam tightened his hands on Kris' shoulders and said softly, "Kris, I need to tell you that I--AH!" Adam cried out as Kris' hands suddenly pinched his nipples. Hard.
Adam's body jerked to Kris' touch, his back arching into Kris' hands that were now rubbing his nipples, gasping again when Kris wiggled his butt, lifted up and began thrusting his cock against leg, slowly moving closer to Adam's cock. He squeezed Kris' ass hard, once again forcing control on himself, forcing himself not to roll Kris under his body and just take him. "Enough, I--"
Attuned so closely to every nuance of Adam's voice, Kris looked up sharply at the taut control he heard in it, then grinned as his slow slide brought his butt into contact with Adam's cock. His really hard cock. His really hard, leaking cock. "I...I didn't finish what I started," Kris said, his voice louder than he intended.
Then again, none of tonight was what he'd intended, none of any of this.... How had any of this happened? His hands tightened on Adam's body as he slid his body down Adam's, hearing the long indrawn breath Adam took... None of this was what he'd ever thought of, let alone intended. He didn't know who he was, what he was doing, but... he did know that Adam was his. He slid his hand down to circle Adam's cock, feeling the possession in his hand even as his own cock kept pushing against Adam's hair-roughened skin, the over-sensitized flesh on the underside sending shock waves through him with each pass. Damn it, no one else should ever be like this with Adam, see him -- see that need in his eyes. No, it was meant for him. "I want to come all over you. Mark you as mine."
"Then do it!" Adam exclaimed, losing his patience. "Damn it, Kris, I need you to know..." Adam arched under Kris' touch and bit his lip. "You have to know that whatever you saw or think you saw tonight, doesn't matter because--"
"I know you need your ego stroked, I know that, damn it!" Kris burst out. "But damn it all to hell, Adam, I'll do the stroking of your ego and everything else? Got it?"
"Yesssss...." Adam groaned, his eyes wide as he took a deep breath and inhaled the scent of male desire mixing, his and Kris. "Show me."
"Oh, fuck!" Kris yelled as he thrust over and over against Adam's hip, against his will. "It's only been a few minutes. Not yet, damnit!" Planting his hands on Adam's hips, Kris balanced over Adam, shuddering with need, but unwilling to give in just yet, wanting to make this last forever.
"Damn it, don't stop," Adam demanded, automatically glancing at the alarm clock on the nightstand. Few minutes? Kris had been making love to him for an hour, the best hour of his life, Adam thought, pulling Kris' hands back on his body, greedy for more of his touch. Before tonight, Kris had not really explored, had just held on while Adam directed the ride. "God, I love your touch, don't stop," Adam encouraged as he put his own hands on Kris' hips and began moving Kris' body, smiling when Kris took over his own movements.
Adam lifted his hips up, meeting Kris' thrust, his eyes moving from Kris' cock and back up to his face, the intensity there beautiful to behold. He slid his hands down to Kris' ass, cupping and squeezing the firm flesh in time to Kris' thrusts, knowing that... oh yes. "Come all over me. Do it. I want you to."
Kris looked down into Adam's eyes and as always, saw the truth in their depths, the astonishment and something more, something that... "Ah!" he cried out, bending down over Adam and biting the muscle of the right side of his chest. "Oh god, oh god..." he whispered, feeling the wetness between them. "I..."
"You came all over me..." Adam whispered hoarsely as he struggled for control. Watching Kris lose control and come all over him was one of the hottest moments and his hand tightened on Kris' hips. Adam forced his fingers to loosen, then said in a snippy tone, asked, "Happy now?"
Kris grinned against Adam's skin, gave Adam's chest another, smaller, bite, then sat up. He should have been done, he thought, but he wasn't. No, he had to touch...
Adam moaned, biting the sound back at the last minute, the strength in Kris' hands tempered by their obvious loving strokes as those hands, god, he loved Kris' hands, gave him pleasure, eliciting streaks of fire, He reached for his cock, unable to wait one more second.
Kris smiled and slid between Adam's legs."Show me. You told me I could watch. Remember? But you never did it for me. And tonight..."
"I did tell you that." Adam agreed. But if after all this, Kris thought he was jerking himself off, he was a fool. Adam smiled slowly and then, swiping his fingers through the come on his belly, brought it up to his mouth and sucked his fingers clean.
"Oh, fuck..." Kris groaned, then felt his eyes widen as Adam coated his hands with Kris' fluid and began coating his cock and balls, running his fingers up and down. Damn, Adam's cock was huge. How that was ever going to fit inside... He hadn't even been able to suck it down his mouth yet and... speaking of which, he really needed to use his mouth on Adam's cock. He couldn't bite it, but he could... He licked his lower lip.
"Does this make my cock belong to you? Does it, Kris?" Adam asked, watching Kris' face. Damn, he almost wished they had taped themselves. Kris' face... "Don't you need to show me? Or should I..." Adam arched his hips, pushing his cock into his hands and moaning at the feel of Kris' fluid slicking his way.
"Don't." Kris growled, pushing Adam's hands aside and bending his head. "This belongs to me too."
"Oh, fuck," Adam groaned as Kris licked from the back of his cock head, over the top and then engulfed the cap in his mouth, sucking hard and pulling deep. Into Kris, into Kris, he needed to get into Kris, he thought as his body took over and began thrusting into the hot wet heat of Kris' mouth. Holding himself back from pushing too far, Adam whispered, "Does my cock belong to you too? Show me."
"Oh god, you taste like... both of us..." Kris whispered in shock, feeling his heart pound in his chest. "This is... ohmigod..." He looked up, his eyes wide as they met Adam's. "We are together..."
"In all ways. Now. Suck me. Now," Adam ordered, his hand pushing Kris' to his balls. No more playing around. "And stroke me there. Got it?"
"Yesssss..." Kris agreed immediately, his mouth opening over Adam's cock, desperate -- he would admit it -- desperate to taste Adam, to feel Adam's cock pulse against his tongue, to feel that hardening that happened right before he came, to feel the tightening of Adam's leg muscles against his hand, to taste the come in his mouth, to have Adam.
Sliding his wet hand along Adam's balls, hearing Adam's gasp while his own mouth was occupied with licking and sucking and oh... Adam's cock was big and his balls were wet and... he slid his finger back, wondering if Adam liked it the way he did... Adam's knee bumped his arm and Kris moved back, lost in the sounds Adam made as Kris placed his lips on the underside of Adam's cock and kissed his way down, then back up... "I should bite you..." he whispered against the tip of Adam's cock, then gave a tiny little nip.
"Kris, damn it! I should fuck you into next week, teach you..." Adam groaned as Kris stroked the flat of his tongue over the bite, then parted his lips and in a quick move, began sucking him as if there were no tomorrow. He panted, watching Kris' reddened lips open wide and engulf him, taking him inside and oh yeah... He curled his hand around the back of Kris' neck and pushed gently down, his legs tightening and hips rolling as Kris followed the silent order and oh god, Kris' mouth was so talented and... he felt the heat coiling up from his balls and down from his chest as his body took over and he allowed himself to just feel.
Using every trick, remembering every preference Adam had told him or shown him, Kris focused on giving Adam as much pleasure as the freedom Adam had given him tonight had allowed him to find some power or person inside that... oh who cared, Adam tasted amazing, Adam's cock was in his mouth, his mouth, and Adam belonged to him... Kris thought in triumph as Adam exploded in his mouth, softly crying out his name. His name.
"Kris!" Adam whispered, closing his eyes, his hands petting Kris' head and neck as Kris gently laved the tip of his cock as if he were... He opened his eyes and bit his lip as he watched Kris lick every last drop as if he had to have it. Day-um that was hot.
"You. Are. Mine." Kris whispered as he kissed Adam's cock inbetween licks.
"I told you make up sex was hot..." Adam grinned as he pulled Kris up his body.
"Shut up," Kris whispered hoarsely as he slid himself on top of Adam. "You're sticky...Ah, who cares?" he asked and snuggled into Adam's warmth, rubbing his face in the spot below Adam's shoulder that was also his.
"I'll get up later and get a washcloth, right now..." Adam sighed and wrapped his arms around Kris and slowly turned them to their sides, resting his chin on top of Kris' head.
Kris smiled aginst Adam's skin as he felt their hearts pounding against each other's chest and then gradually slowing. "I've never..." He bit his words off. Adam had probably done everything and he really should take his advice and exercise some discipline--
"That was a unique experience for me as well." Adam rubbed his chin back and forth, then bent his head and kissed Kris' ear.
"Really?" Kris asked, then shook his head. Adam never lied. "Tell me..." He urged, knowing Adam would, as usual, want to talk and he felt a wave of sleepiness wash over him. He bit back an exhausted yawn...
"Really. Ever since... well, I've been the aggressor and..." Adam sighed. "I am a top and have no interest in being anything else, but when you get aggressive...or maybe it was the possessiveness, yeah, that was...it was..."
"But it was okay?" Kris whispered, his eyes closing, even though he fought to keep them open, feeling some vague sense that he had... Oh,it didn't matter, Adam was holding him and he was warm and...
"Okay? It was amazing. I learned a lot tonight." Adam chuckled and tightened his arms around Kris. "And for the record, if you want to get aggressive with me, that's okay. I'd trust you with anything..." He bent his head and kissed Kris' head, then the top of his ear. "I already trust you with my heart," Adam whispered, slowly stroking Kris' bare back. "Because, you have to know I love you, right?"
Kris gave a a soft snore.
"Men." Adam smiled and kissed Kris' hair. "Tomorrow."
TBC at Chapter 24