Return Engagement Chapter 4/13
Title: Return Engagement, Chapter 4/13
Author: cunningdeb
Rating: R
Pairing: adam/kris, OMCs
Summary: Adam’s attempt to honor the past creates chaos and terror in the present
Warnings: language, angst, sex, murder off page, hauntings, supernatural possession - BEWARE OF TRIGGERS: new warnings may be added as warranted
Note: Not too dark - call it the calm before the storm.
Chapter 1 - http://cunningdeb.livejournal.com/6232.html#cutid1
Chapter 2 - http://cunningdeb.livejournal.com/6630.html#cutid1
Chapter 3 - http://cunningdeb.livejournal.com/6833.html#cutid1
CHAPTER FOUR
The house was peaceful. Adam had gone out shopping for a new party outfit, Joshie was asleep, and Hannah was making cookies with Mrs. Willowby. Kris took advantage of his downtime to go into their studio and practice some of the songs he and Adam were performing at the club.
They had decided to sing half the songs as written - including “Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered” - and the other four Kris was going to rearrange to make them fresh. Sheet music spread out across the top of the grand piano, he clamped down on a pencil between his teeth and let his fingers dance over the keys.
He hummed the melodies while working out harmonies for the two of them. He could write the harmonies down but he wouldn’t know if they sounded right until Adam was there to sing with him. Everything was better when they were together.
Adam had bought Kris the Steinway grand piano as a first anniversary gift. Up until then, Kris had been using an electric keyboard but he had always loved the richness of an honest to goodness ivory and ebony piano. He took a break, lovingly rubbing his hand over the closed lid before heading to the mini fridge for water. He plopped down in an overstuffed chair and closed his eyes, fondly recalling last night’s escapades. Good thing he had installed a personal gym last year - Kris needed to work out to keep up with Adam.
Audra stretched out on the top of the piano, her black hair tumbling onto the keys. When Kris played, the vibrations flowed up and out through her body - it was like being blanketed in music. She turned her head and looked at Kris across the room.
She could still picture in her mind the vision of Kris as Bobby made the bed sheet slide down Kris hips. Why had she stopped him? She knew it was wrong but thinking back, she had felt a fire in her middle at the prospect of seeing his golden body exposed for her.
Audra had watched intensely as Bobby caressed Adam’s backside and she had vanished not because she found it revolting but because she had to stop herself from doing the same thing to Kris. She could take advantage of this handsome young man if she really wanted to but she just couldn’t, especially if she wanted to go home.
Kris returned to work, once more tinkling the keys. To Audra, it felt like he was running his hands through her hair. She closed her eyes and sighed. She soon recognized the song he was practicing. Kris was singing the melody and Audra sang along in harmony. Their voices blended seamlessly. She rolled onto her stomach and watched him, watched his mouth open and close, his tongue moisten his lips. She peered down the open collar of his shirt, wanting to run her mouth over the firm muscle.
Audra looked even further down. He must have been thinking about Adam as he sung ‘The more I see you / the more I want you…’, his erection was straining against the zipper.
“Shall I do something about this or are you planning to?”
Bobby was crouched on the floor, wedged between the piano and Kris’ legs. His face was an inch away from Kris’ crotch.
“Bobby!”
She flew off the piano, sending the sheet music flying. Startled, Kris fell off the bench, smacking his head on the hardwood floor.
“Well, that took care of that, didn’t it?” Bobby sat cross legged on top of the piano.
Audra wasn’t listening. She knelt beside Kris, her hand running over his head, trying to alleviate the pain. Kris rubbed the back of his head and got up on all fours, collecting his scattered music.
“His ass is nearly as tempting as Adam’s”
Audra turned to Bobby. She’d had enough.
“Oh, why don’t you go f….”
“Kris, what happened? Are you okay?”
Adam stood in the doorway, staring at Kris sitting on the floor touching his head and wincing, music everywhere. Adam dropped his shopping bags and scooped his husband up, carrying him to the chair.
“For fuck’s sake Adam, I’m fine…or are you trying to recreate our honeymoon?”
“Excuse me for being concerned,” Adam huffed, turning to go.
“Wait, wait, get back here.”
Kris got hold of Adam’s jacket and yanked. Adam fell back onto the arm of the chair.
“Sorry I snapped - I just bruised my pride.”
“What happened?”
“Fell off the bench.”
“Fell of the….,” Adam burst out laughing.
Kris was annoyed at first then joined in. It was ridiculous.
“C’mon, help me up. I’ve had enough music for today.”
Getting to his feet, Adam wrapped a supportive arm around Kris’ waist and they headed out. Adam stopped, bending down to retrieve his purchases.
“So, did you find something.”
Adam raised an eyebrow.
“Stupid question,” Kris amended. “I hope you didn’t buy anything for me?” He loved the way Adam dressed but Kris could never pull it off.
“As a matter of fact…”
“Let me guess…butt less chaps.”
“No, they’re backordered still. I DID buy you something but it’s not for the party.”
--*--
“Good night Daddy, see you in the morning.”
Hannah ran into the living room, dressed in her new overcoat, carrying Madeline. Mrs. Willowby waited by the door, dressed in her coat and holding Joshua in one arm and a solitary piece of luggage in the other. Hannah gave him a big hug and wet kiss.
“Good night Mr. Allen. I hope you lads have a wonderful evening.”
Kris was confused.
“Where are you going?”
“I get to sleep in a fancy hotel! And I get room service!”
He shook his head, still not comprehending.
Adam came up behind Mrs. Willowby and kissed her on the cheek.
“Thank you for taking the kids on such short notice. There’ll be a nice bonus in it for you.”
She blushed. “Ah, Mr. Lambert, that’s not necessary but thank you all the same. Come Hannah, time to be off.”
Adam reached out for Kris and hand in hand, they walked the trio out to the waiting car and waved as they pulled out. An elated Audra and a fuming Bobby were crammed together in the front seat beside the driver.
“Do you mind telling me what’s going on?” Kris demanded.
“We are having a date.”
“A date? We haven’t gone on a date in years.”
“Exactly the problem. The whole house is ours tonight, once the caterers leave.”
“Caterers?”
“Enough with the questions already. Time to get changed. Your present is in the guest suite. Get changed and wait until I come and get you.”
Kris clicked his heels and saluted. “Yes sir, Mr. Lambert, sir.”
Adam kissed his forehead, smiling.
“Smartass.”
Kris turned to go and Adam rubbed his tush.
--*--
All of Kris’ apprehension about what Adam bought him disappeared the minute he walked into the suite. Laid out on the bed was a pair of black silk pajamas and a red silk bathrobe. He ran his hands over the smooth fabric, so light but so strong. He headed into the bathroom for a shower, finding Adam had stocked the counter with Kris’ favorite products from their own bathroom.
He showered, shaved and dabbed on the cologne. Kris worked gel through his hair, achieving the tousled look Adam loved.
Kris dressed and sat on the bed, waiting for his love. Within minutes, there was a gentle knock on the door. Kris opened the door. Adam stood before him in a matching set of nightwear. He had removed his make up and let his hair fall loose. Kris loved seeing Adam this way, the way God made him.
Adam withdrew his hand from behind his back and presented Kris with a small gift box. Inside was a gold and silver watch.
“Oh, Adam.” Kris’s hand covered his mouth.
“Read the back,” Adam softly ordered.
Kris turned it over. ‘Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered am I. Love Adam’.
Adam took the watch, putting it on Kris’ wrist. He then brought Kris’ hand up to his mouth and kissed his palm.
“Ready for dinner?”
Kris nodded, letting his husband lead the way. They went downstairs and Adam took them to their formal living room, the one they used for special occasions. It was paneled in rich wood and furnished with antiques. A table set for two waited in front of the roaring fireplace, a bottle of champagne chilling. The light from the fire danced around the room, casting a warm glow.
They took their seats and a waiter appeared out of nowhere, served their dinner, and disappeared.
Adam poured two flutes of champagne and passing one to Kris, raised his glass.
“To us, now and forever.”
--*--
The dinner was marvelous; the only sounds were the crackling of the fire and their soft conversation. The held hands across the table, talking about ‘us’ - not about work, not about the kids, not about anything but them. Adam brought out a dish of chocolate covered strawberries and they fed each other, not being able to help themselves from licking each other’s fingers playfully.
They held each other close, dancing to the 40s music Adam programmed into the stereo.
Adam rested his head against Kris’ temple, humming along to the melodies as they swayed. Kris’ head was on Adam’s chest, listening to his heart, the heart Adam said beat solely from Kris’ love for him.
Kris recognized the beginning of their song. They hummed along and Kris soon realized the words were new.
“It’s Ella’s uncensored lyrics,” Adam explained, singing along with the next verse. “’When he talks, he is seeking / Words to get off his chest / Horizontally speaking, he's at his very best’”
Adam brushed his lips against Kris’ temple, trailing his lips down Kris’ cheek to his husband’s lips. They were slow, tender, and warm as they kissed. They held each other closer. Kris reluctantly released Adam’s bottom lip, finishing the song himself.
“’Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered…am I’ Take me to bed.”
--*--
They waited as long as it took to light the candles. They stood before each other, both a little nervous. They made love nearly every night but it had been a long while since they took their time, remembering the romance of it all. They undid each other’s robes, letting them pool around their feet.
Kris unbuttoned Adam’s top, running his hand over Adam’s chest and pushing the top off. He rubbed Adam’s arms, his mouth seeking out Adam’s warm skin. Kris’ tongue circled Adam’s nipples, drawing them to peaks. Kris’ hand left Adam’s arms and stroked his sides, working around his waist and sneaking under Adam’s pajama bottoms, cupping his ass, kneading.
Adam’s hands took hold of Kris face, bringing him up so their tongues could meet.
“You are my life Kris. I was incomplete until I knew you.”
Kris hands were still cupping Adam’s ass and he moved his fingers, pulled his cheeks apart and teased Adam’s hole.
Adam sucked in his breath. Usually, Adam was the dominate one in their lovemaking but tonight, he let Kris take over.
They made their way to the bed and Kris disposed of Adam’s pants. Naked, Adam laid down on the comforter, waiting for the next tantalizing move. Kris gazed down at him. He forced himself to go slowly, removing his own clothing. When Adam licked his lips and rubbed his own erection, Kris nearly fell apart. He climbed between Adam’s legs and took him into his mouth, torturing him sweetly and sadistically.
Adam’s back arched, his head tossing side to side.
“Oh baby, your mouth’s so hot…yeah…oh, oh, faster, please, mmmmm”
Kris brought Adam to the peak of pleasure, swallowing as Adam released into Kris’ throat. Letting him go, he flipped Adam over onto his stomach, lifting his one leg to open him up. Kris sucked on his own fingers and inserted them one at a time into Adam’s hot hole, stroking and scissoring, teasing his prostate.
“Baby, baby, now, fuck me now….argghh, need your dick…please Kris.”
Kris stretched out on top of Adam and entered him slowly.
“Faster baby….mmmmm….more, more.”
Kris fucked him slowly, almost pulling out completely before sliding back it.
“Baby, faster…..uh, uh, fuck me Kris, make me scream for you.”
Kris could no longer hold back. He started pounding into Adam, his balls smacking against his lover’s ass.
“Uh…uh… Adam…so tight…so fucking good….love…love…fucking you.”
Kris hands reached up, taking Adam’s. They entwined their fingers and squeezed, their screams weaving together. They came as one, collapsing together.
The rest of the night lay before him and they used every minute to love each other.
--*--
Bobby sat in the corner, watching Audra play dolls with Hannah.
“Audra, who’s that mean man.”
“That’s Bobby. Just ignore him Sweetpea and maybe he’ll go away.”
Bobby wished he could go away but when Hannah brought Madeline - and the necklace - with her, he had no choice. He could just imagine what was happening back at the house, what he was missing. Bobby pictured Adam naked and had to cross his legs as he couldn’t relieve himself.
“Daddy and Papa are going on another date.”
“Really,” Audra replied, pretending to fix Madeline’s hair. “Where are the going?”
“To a party at Auntie Paula’s”
Bobby’s ears perked up. Party? Outside the house? He loved parties. Maybe this was the time, the time to blur the boundaries. He had possessed bodies before, very successfully actually. Bobby was fascinated the first time, realizing he could read the host’s memories and physically touch things again while remaining in control of their mind.
Time to try it again. Yes, he would go out to that party and who knows, he might get a little lovin’ in at the same time.
And he knew the perfect host: Kris Allen-Lambert.
Author: cunningdeb
Rating: R
Pairing: adam/kris, OMCs
Summary: Adam’s attempt to honor the past creates chaos and terror in the present
Warnings: language, angst, sex, murder off page, hauntings, supernatural possession - BEWARE OF TRIGGERS: new warnings may be added as warranted
Note: Not too dark - call it the calm before the storm.
Chapter 1 - http://cunningdeb.livejournal.com/6232.html#cutid1
Chapter 2 - http://cunningdeb.livejournal.com/6630.html#cutid1
Chapter 3 - http://cunningdeb.livejournal.com/6833.html#cutid1
CHAPTER FOUR
The house was peaceful. Adam had gone out shopping for a new party outfit, Joshie was asleep, and Hannah was making cookies with Mrs. Willowby. Kris took advantage of his downtime to go into their studio and practice some of the songs he and Adam were performing at the club.
They had decided to sing half the songs as written - including “Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered” - and the other four Kris was going to rearrange to make them fresh. Sheet music spread out across the top of the grand piano, he clamped down on a pencil between his teeth and let his fingers dance over the keys.
He hummed the melodies while working out harmonies for the two of them. He could write the harmonies down but he wouldn’t know if they sounded right until Adam was there to sing with him. Everything was better when they were together.
Adam had bought Kris the Steinway grand piano as a first anniversary gift. Up until then, Kris had been using an electric keyboard but he had always loved the richness of an honest to goodness ivory and ebony piano. He took a break, lovingly rubbing his hand over the closed lid before heading to the mini fridge for water. He plopped down in an overstuffed chair and closed his eyes, fondly recalling last night’s escapades. Good thing he had installed a personal gym last year - Kris needed to work out to keep up with Adam.
Audra stretched out on the top of the piano, her black hair tumbling onto the keys. When Kris played, the vibrations flowed up and out through her body - it was like being blanketed in music. She turned her head and looked at Kris across the room.
She could still picture in her mind the vision of Kris as Bobby made the bed sheet slide down Kris hips. Why had she stopped him? She knew it was wrong but thinking back, she had felt a fire in her middle at the prospect of seeing his golden body exposed for her.
Audra had watched intensely as Bobby caressed Adam’s backside and she had vanished not because she found it revolting but because she had to stop herself from doing the same thing to Kris. She could take advantage of this handsome young man if she really wanted to but she just couldn’t, especially if she wanted to go home.
Kris returned to work, once more tinkling the keys. To Audra, it felt like he was running his hands through her hair. She closed her eyes and sighed. She soon recognized the song he was practicing. Kris was singing the melody and Audra sang along in harmony. Their voices blended seamlessly. She rolled onto her stomach and watched him, watched his mouth open and close, his tongue moisten his lips. She peered down the open collar of his shirt, wanting to run her mouth over the firm muscle.
Audra looked even further down. He must have been thinking about Adam as he sung ‘The more I see you / the more I want you…’, his erection was straining against the zipper.
“Shall I do something about this or are you planning to?”
Bobby was crouched on the floor, wedged between the piano and Kris’ legs. His face was an inch away from Kris’ crotch.
“Bobby!”
She flew off the piano, sending the sheet music flying. Startled, Kris fell off the bench, smacking his head on the hardwood floor.
“Well, that took care of that, didn’t it?” Bobby sat cross legged on top of the piano.
Audra wasn’t listening. She knelt beside Kris, her hand running over his head, trying to alleviate the pain. Kris rubbed the back of his head and got up on all fours, collecting his scattered music.
“His ass is nearly as tempting as Adam’s”
Audra turned to Bobby. She’d had enough.
“Oh, why don’t you go f….”
“Kris, what happened? Are you okay?”
Adam stood in the doorway, staring at Kris sitting on the floor touching his head and wincing, music everywhere. Adam dropped his shopping bags and scooped his husband up, carrying him to the chair.
“For fuck’s sake Adam, I’m fine…or are you trying to recreate our honeymoon?”
“Excuse me for being concerned,” Adam huffed, turning to go.
“Wait, wait, get back here.”
Kris got hold of Adam’s jacket and yanked. Adam fell back onto the arm of the chair.
“Sorry I snapped - I just bruised my pride.”
“What happened?”
“Fell off the bench.”
“Fell of the….,” Adam burst out laughing.
Kris was annoyed at first then joined in. It was ridiculous.
“C’mon, help me up. I’ve had enough music for today.”
Getting to his feet, Adam wrapped a supportive arm around Kris’ waist and they headed out. Adam stopped, bending down to retrieve his purchases.
“So, did you find something.”
Adam raised an eyebrow.
“Stupid question,” Kris amended. “I hope you didn’t buy anything for me?” He loved the way Adam dressed but Kris could never pull it off.
“As a matter of fact…”
“Let me guess…butt less chaps.”
“No, they’re backordered still. I DID buy you something but it’s not for the party.”
--*--
“Good night Daddy, see you in the morning.”
Hannah ran into the living room, dressed in her new overcoat, carrying Madeline. Mrs. Willowby waited by the door, dressed in her coat and holding Joshua in one arm and a solitary piece of luggage in the other. Hannah gave him a big hug and wet kiss.
“Good night Mr. Allen. I hope you lads have a wonderful evening.”
Kris was confused.
“Where are you going?”
“I get to sleep in a fancy hotel! And I get room service!”
He shook his head, still not comprehending.
Adam came up behind Mrs. Willowby and kissed her on the cheek.
“Thank you for taking the kids on such short notice. There’ll be a nice bonus in it for you.”
She blushed. “Ah, Mr. Lambert, that’s not necessary but thank you all the same. Come Hannah, time to be off.”
Adam reached out for Kris and hand in hand, they walked the trio out to the waiting car and waved as they pulled out. An elated Audra and a fuming Bobby were crammed together in the front seat beside the driver.
“Do you mind telling me what’s going on?” Kris demanded.
“We are having a date.”
“A date? We haven’t gone on a date in years.”
“Exactly the problem. The whole house is ours tonight, once the caterers leave.”
“Caterers?”
“Enough with the questions already. Time to get changed. Your present is in the guest suite. Get changed and wait until I come and get you.”
Kris clicked his heels and saluted. “Yes sir, Mr. Lambert, sir.”
Adam kissed his forehead, smiling.
“Smartass.”
Kris turned to go and Adam rubbed his tush.
--*--
All of Kris’ apprehension about what Adam bought him disappeared the minute he walked into the suite. Laid out on the bed was a pair of black silk pajamas and a red silk bathrobe. He ran his hands over the smooth fabric, so light but so strong. He headed into the bathroom for a shower, finding Adam had stocked the counter with Kris’ favorite products from their own bathroom.
He showered, shaved and dabbed on the cologne. Kris worked gel through his hair, achieving the tousled look Adam loved.
Kris dressed and sat on the bed, waiting for his love. Within minutes, there was a gentle knock on the door. Kris opened the door. Adam stood before him in a matching set of nightwear. He had removed his make up and let his hair fall loose. Kris loved seeing Adam this way, the way God made him.
Adam withdrew his hand from behind his back and presented Kris with a small gift box. Inside was a gold and silver watch.
“Oh, Adam.” Kris’s hand covered his mouth.
“Read the back,” Adam softly ordered.
Kris turned it over. ‘Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered am I. Love Adam’.
Adam took the watch, putting it on Kris’ wrist. He then brought Kris’ hand up to his mouth and kissed his palm.
“Ready for dinner?”
Kris nodded, letting his husband lead the way. They went downstairs and Adam took them to their formal living room, the one they used for special occasions. It was paneled in rich wood and furnished with antiques. A table set for two waited in front of the roaring fireplace, a bottle of champagne chilling. The light from the fire danced around the room, casting a warm glow.
They took their seats and a waiter appeared out of nowhere, served their dinner, and disappeared.
Adam poured two flutes of champagne and passing one to Kris, raised his glass.
“To us, now and forever.”
--*--
The dinner was marvelous; the only sounds were the crackling of the fire and their soft conversation. The held hands across the table, talking about ‘us’ - not about work, not about the kids, not about anything but them. Adam brought out a dish of chocolate covered strawberries and they fed each other, not being able to help themselves from licking each other’s fingers playfully.
They held each other close, dancing to the 40s music Adam programmed into the stereo.
Adam rested his head against Kris’ temple, humming along to the melodies as they swayed. Kris’ head was on Adam’s chest, listening to his heart, the heart Adam said beat solely from Kris’ love for him.
Kris recognized the beginning of their song. They hummed along and Kris soon realized the words were new.
“It’s Ella’s uncensored lyrics,” Adam explained, singing along with the next verse. “’When he talks, he is seeking / Words to get off his chest / Horizontally speaking, he's at his very best’”
Adam brushed his lips against Kris’ temple, trailing his lips down Kris’ cheek to his husband’s lips. They were slow, tender, and warm as they kissed. They held each other closer. Kris reluctantly released Adam’s bottom lip, finishing the song himself.
“’Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered…am I’ Take me to bed.”
--*--
They waited as long as it took to light the candles. They stood before each other, both a little nervous. They made love nearly every night but it had been a long while since they took their time, remembering the romance of it all. They undid each other’s robes, letting them pool around their feet.
Kris unbuttoned Adam’s top, running his hand over Adam’s chest and pushing the top off. He rubbed Adam’s arms, his mouth seeking out Adam’s warm skin. Kris’ tongue circled Adam’s nipples, drawing them to peaks. Kris’ hand left Adam’s arms and stroked his sides, working around his waist and sneaking under Adam’s pajama bottoms, cupping his ass, kneading.
Adam’s hands took hold of Kris face, bringing him up so their tongues could meet.
“You are my life Kris. I was incomplete until I knew you.”
Kris hands were still cupping Adam’s ass and he moved his fingers, pulled his cheeks apart and teased Adam’s hole.
Adam sucked in his breath. Usually, Adam was the dominate one in their lovemaking but tonight, he let Kris take over.
They made their way to the bed and Kris disposed of Adam’s pants. Naked, Adam laid down on the comforter, waiting for the next tantalizing move. Kris gazed down at him. He forced himself to go slowly, removing his own clothing. When Adam licked his lips and rubbed his own erection, Kris nearly fell apart. He climbed between Adam’s legs and took him into his mouth, torturing him sweetly and sadistically.
Adam’s back arched, his head tossing side to side.
“Oh baby, your mouth’s so hot…yeah…oh, oh, faster, please, mmmmm”
Kris brought Adam to the peak of pleasure, swallowing as Adam released into Kris’ throat. Letting him go, he flipped Adam over onto his stomach, lifting his one leg to open him up. Kris sucked on his own fingers and inserted them one at a time into Adam’s hot hole, stroking and scissoring, teasing his prostate.
“Baby, baby, now, fuck me now….argghh, need your dick…please Kris.”
Kris stretched out on top of Adam and entered him slowly.
“Faster baby….mmmmm….more, more.”
Kris fucked him slowly, almost pulling out completely before sliding back it.
“Baby, faster…..uh, uh, fuck me Kris, make me scream for you.”
Kris could no longer hold back. He started pounding into Adam, his balls smacking against his lover’s ass.
“Uh…uh… Adam…so tight…so fucking good….love…love…fucking you.”
Kris hands reached up, taking Adam’s. They entwined their fingers and squeezed, their screams weaving together. They came as one, collapsing together.
The rest of the night lay before him and they used every minute to love each other.
--*--
Bobby sat in the corner, watching Audra play dolls with Hannah.
“Audra, who’s that mean man.”
“That’s Bobby. Just ignore him Sweetpea and maybe he’ll go away.”
Bobby wished he could go away but when Hannah brought Madeline - and the necklace - with her, he had no choice. He could just imagine what was happening back at the house, what he was missing. Bobby pictured Adam naked and had to cross his legs as he couldn’t relieve himself.
“Daddy and Papa are going on another date.”
“Really,” Audra replied, pretending to fix Madeline’s hair. “Where are the going?”
“To a party at Auntie Paula’s”
Bobby’s ears perked up. Party? Outside the house? He loved parties. Maybe this was the time, the time to blur the boundaries. He had possessed bodies before, very successfully actually. Bobby was fascinated the first time, realizing he could read the host’s memories and physically touch things again while remaining in control of their mind.
Time to try it again. Yes, he would go out to that party and who knows, he might get a little lovin’ in at the same time.
And he knew the perfect host: Kris Allen-Lambert.