Chemistry
when fandoms collide: a Zikki / Kradam cross-over... sort of
Rating: NC-17
Written for the 450th Zac Efron/Nikki Blonsky thread milestone on Fan Forum
Disclaimer: Jess gave me permission to cross these 2 pairings, and Kay dared me to write it. Blame them :P
“What are you reading?”
“Nothing!” Nikki squeaked, as she moved to close the laptop. Zac leaned over and lifted the computer off the desk and swung it to his side, out of her reach.
“Oh, crap!” she thought.
Zac scanned the words at the top of the screen, and laughed. “Chemistry (An American Idol Fan Fiction). Pairing: Kris Allen and Adam Lambert (Kradam). Rating: NC-17. Summary: When 2 people have chemistry, sometimes they just can’t help experimenting.” He smirked, laughing at both the lame description and Nikki.
“Give it back to me!”
“No way! This is too good!” he laughed, holding the lap top away from her. “I can’t believe you read this stuff!”
“Well, I happen to know you’ve read fan fiction…” she teased, recalling a previous time she was in town, visiting him, and had borrowed his computer, finding that a link to a Zikki fic had been bookmarked.
“Yeah, well… that’s… I don’t know, it’s different,” he muttered, smirking. “These guys are just friends-“
“Like how we are just friends?” she stuck out her tongue at him.
He laughed. “Well, I don’t know about that! What about Katy? Or Drake?”
“What about Vanessa?”
“Touche, madam!” Zac smiled appreciatively.
“Come on. This is good stuff! Give it back to me, I just started!”
“Well…” Zac thought about it for a second. There was something about Adam that always drew him in when they talked. Something about the way he looked you right in the eye like he dared you to guess what he was thinking. Like he knew what you were thinking. Something about the way his hands felt on your back when he hugged you, the way he smelled when you breathed in deeply. “I guess…” And Kris? Kris was a great guy, sweet. Cute. Did Zac just think that? Oh boy. “I guess… we could read it together…”
Nikki smiled, giggled, then carefully took the laptop back from Zac and placed it on his desk. “You know you’d ship Kradam, if you didn’t want Adam for yourself.” Zac gasped. “Hey, it’s all good, babe! Like Adam says, crushes are harmless, just a compliment. I’d totally be on Brit like peanut butter on jelly in an alternate universe,” she winked, tickling Zac on the tummy.
He leaned down and grazed a kiss at her temple. “Okay, let’s check out this story. You start.”
They took turns reading a few paragraphs each, Zac standing behind Nikki, leaning over her. His arms were around her, and he unconsciously ran his fingertips along her collar bone, her shoulders, her breasts, causing her to squirm in the big leather office chair.
“Don’t read so fast. I need to get the picture more clear in my mind.” Zac laughed softly at her. “Go back and read that part again.”
“Yes, dear,” he cooed. They stood there, in the bathroom that they shared, Kris leaning back against the glass shower doors, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his faded jeans. The ones with the hole in the thigh that Adam loved. Adam turned around against the counter and faced him, the handtowel he had been using to dry his face now dropped to the floor. Kris leaned back, barefoot and shirtless, grinning. Adam’s eyes traced the lines of Kris’ muscled chest and abdomen, and he knew he had to get closer.
“That’s better. Keep going.”
Zac continued. Adam stepped towards Kris. Three long, determined strides that drew him right in front of the other man. Adam reached out and gently pulled Kris’ hands from his pockets and took them in his own. He pulled Kris in closer to himself, so their stomachs and chests were pressed together. The fabric of Adam’s glittery Bowie t-shirt was the only barrier between them.
Zac had taken Nikki’s hands in his, entwining their fingers, holding her hands against her chest as he leaned over her.
Nikki read. Kris loved the feel of the heat of Adam’s large hands holding his. He was sure he could feel Adam’s pulse running through him. Adam leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Kris’ neck. He grazed his tongue, with greater pressure, up along Kris’ neck to his earlobe, which he took between his lips.
As Nikki read, Zac mimicked the movements he heard, kissing and licking Nikki’s neck. Sucking lightly on her earlobe.
“Mmmm, like that…” Nikki re-opened her eyes and continued. …which he took between his lips, she repeated. Kris reached his arms around Adam, pressing his hands to Adam’s back. Adam swirled his tongue around Kris’ ear, then placed small kisses along his jaw. He stood at his full height, forcing Kris to look up at him. ‘I know you want to kiss me,’ Adam whispered.
Zac pulled Nikki up out of her chair, pulled her close to him so only the thin fabric of their shirts was between them. He kicked the chair out of the way. Nikki continued reading.
Kris did want to kiss Adam. It was all he had thought about all day. Every time he looked at Adam, across the rehearsal studio, all he wanted was to kiss him and taste him and feel his body heavy on top of him again. He wanted to wake up in Adam’s arms, like he had that morning.
Zac’s heart was beating faster as he listened intently to Nikki’s voice. He began reading.
’Do it. Kiss me,’ Adam dared.
Kris reached his hands up along Adam’s back, then the back of his neck and took Adam’s head in his hands. He yanked off the beanie Adam was wearing that day to cover up the hair he hadn’t had time to style that morning. Kris pulled him down and pressed his lips to his, pushing his tongue forcefully into Adam’s mouth.
Nikki leaned up, licking her bottom lip. She reached up and pulled off Zac’s beanie, tossing it onto the desk. She ran her fingers through Zac’s way-passed-needing-to-be-cut hair, and pulled him down to her. She kissed him hard, her tongue seeking his, tasting him and breathing with him.
Breaking the kiss, Zac continued reading. …and Kris loved the feel of Adam’s tongue swirling over his bare, muscular pecs, his teeth scratching his skin…
Zac had pulled Nikki’s peasant blouse up over her head, cupping her breasts through the pink lace bra, and began kissing and licking her cleavage, finding her nipples through the lace and sucking on them.
Taking a deep breath, Nikki took over reading, each action described in the story was acted out by them. Each kiss and lick of hot skin, and each squeeze and gentle scratch and growl and moan. …then Kris tossed Adam’s t-shirt across the bathroom to the countertop. He pushed Adam towards the counter, pressing his body up against Adam’s as he kissed him.
Nikki had Zac pressed up against the desk.
Kris ran his hands over Adam’s chest, letting his fingers feel the soft hair he had convinced Adam to let grow back. Kris tugged at the fly of Adam’s jeans. He slipped the button through the hole and pulled down the zipper. Kris kissed a path down Adam’s chest and abdomen as he dropped to his knees. He pushed down Adam’s jeans and briefs and took Adam into his mouth…
Nikki paused in her reading to act out what Kris was doing in the story.
His breathing strained, Zac took over reading.
’Oh no,’ Adam breathed, staring into Kris’ eyes. ‘I’m in charge here, Baby.’ He pulled Kris up to his feet. He gripped Kris’ hips, pushing down the waist of his loose-fitting jeans to feel his hip bones. He slid his hands inside Kris’ jeans, inside his briefs, grazing the soft, hot skin of his pelvis.
Adam stepped out of his jeans and underwear, thrusted his pelvis up against Kris, and pushed him across the bathroom floor, his hands still on Kris’ hips. He pushed Kris through the bathroom door into their bedroom…
Nikki looked up at Zac with a wide grin. He picked up the open lap top and held it in one hand, while pushing her across the room. He placed the computer on a side table beside the leather sofa in his office, and read on.
Adam kissed Kris hard, tasting himself on Kris’ tongue. He unbuttoned Kris’ jeans and unzipped the fly, pushing them down over his slim hips. Kris stepped out of the jeans, kicking them aside on the bedroom floor. He forcefully pressed his hands over Kris’ back and ass as he held him close, kissing him, nibbling at his ear and jaw…
Stepping out of her own jeans, Nikki read. … and Adam growled as Kris nipped at his chest, licking along his collarbone…
Zac took over reading, as Nikki’s mouth was busy.
Pushing Kris towards his bed, Adam said, ‘I know you want it. Tell me that you want it. Tell me that you want me to give it to you.’ The back of Kris’ legs bumped against the edge of Adam’s bed. Kris smiled up at Adam, and teasingly shrugged his shoulders. Adam lifted Kris off the floor and tossed him onto the bed. After pulling off Kris’ briefs, and climbing on top of him, he maneuvered himself between Kris’ bent legs. ‘Tell me,’ he repeated…
Zac leaned down to Nikki. His hands on her panties, he repeated, “I know you want it. Tell me that you want it. Tell me that you want me to give it to you.” He pulled down her pink lace panties and tossed them on the floor. He bent her legs up and crawled between them.
The soft, black leather of the sofa beneath her felt so cool and smooth, and the scent of leather mixed with Zac was driving her crazy. “I want it. I want everything from you. I want you to give it to me.”
Zac groaned against Nikki’s mouth as she kissed him. He reached over and closed the laptop. As Nikki moaned, Zac huskily whispered, “Thanks boys, we can take it from here.”
Rating: NC-17
Written for the 450th Zac Efron/Nikki Blonsky thread milestone on Fan Forum
Disclaimer: Jess gave me permission to cross these 2 pairings, and Kay dared me to write it. Blame them :P
“What are you reading?”
“Nothing!” Nikki squeaked, as she moved to close the laptop. Zac leaned over and lifted the computer off the desk and swung it to his side, out of her reach.
“Oh, crap!” she thought.
Zac scanned the words at the top of the screen, and laughed. “Chemistry (An American Idol Fan Fiction). Pairing: Kris Allen and Adam Lambert (Kradam). Rating: NC-17. Summary: When 2 people have chemistry, sometimes they just can’t help experimenting.” He smirked, laughing at both the lame description and Nikki.
“Give it back to me!”
“No way! This is too good!” he laughed, holding the lap top away from her. “I can’t believe you read this stuff!”
“Well, I happen to know you’ve read fan fiction…” she teased, recalling a previous time she was in town, visiting him, and had borrowed his computer, finding that a link to a Zikki fic had been bookmarked.
“Yeah, well… that’s… I don’t know, it’s different,” he muttered, smirking. “These guys are just friends-“
“Like how we are just friends?” she stuck out her tongue at him.
He laughed. “Well, I don’t know about that! What about Katy? Or Drake?”
“What about Vanessa?”
“Touche, madam!” Zac smiled appreciatively.
“Come on. This is good stuff! Give it back to me, I just started!”
“Well…” Zac thought about it for a second. There was something about Adam that always drew him in when they talked. Something about the way he looked you right in the eye like he dared you to guess what he was thinking. Like he knew what you were thinking. Something about the way his hands felt on your back when he hugged you, the way he smelled when you breathed in deeply. “I guess…” And Kris? Kris was a great guy, sweet. Cute. Did Zac just think that? Oh boy. “I guess… we could read it together…”
Nikki smiled, giggled, then carefully took the laptop back from Zac and placed it on his desk. “You know you’d ship Kradam, if you didn’t want Adam for yourself.” Zac gasped. “Hey, it’s all good, babe! Like Adam says, crushes are harmless, just a compliment. I’d totally be on Brit like peanut butter on jelly in an alternate universe,” she winked, tickling Zac on the tummy.
He leaned down and grazed a kiss at her temple. “Okay, let’s check out this story. You start.”
They took turns reading a few paragraphs each, Zac standing behind Nikki, leaning over her. His arms were around her, and he unconsciously ran his fingertips along her collar bone, her shoulders, her breasts, causing her to squirm in the big leather office chair.
“Don’t read so fast. I need to get the picture more clear in my mind.” Zac laughed softly at her. “Go back and read that part again.”
“Yes, dear,” he cooed. They stood there, in the bathroom that they shared, Kris leaning back against the glass shower doors, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his faded jeans. The ones with the hole in the thigh that Adam loved. Adam turned around against the counter and faced him, the handtowel he had been using to dry his face now dropped to the floor. Kris leaned back, barefoot and shirtless, grinning. Adam’s eyes traced the lines of Kris’ muscled chest and abdomen, and he knew he had to get closer.
“That’s better. Keep going.”
Zac continued. Adam stepped towards Kris. Three long, determined strides that drew him right in front of the other man. Adam reached out and gently pulled Kris’ hands from his pockets and took them in his own. He pulled Kris in closer to himself, so their stomachs and chests were pressed together. The fabric of Adam’s glittery Bowie t-shirt was the only barrier between them.
Zac had taken Nikki’s hands in his, entwining their fingers, holding her hands against her chest as he leaned over her.
Nikki read. Kris loved the feel of the heat of Adam’s large hands holding his. He was sure he could feel Adam’s pulse running through him. Adam leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Kris’ neck. He grazed his tongue, with greater pressure, up along Kris’ neck to his earlobe, which he took between his lips.
As Nikki read, Zac mimicked the movements he heard, kissing and licking Nikki’s neck. Sucking lightly on her earlobe.
“Mmmm, like that…” Nikki re-opened her eyes and continued. …which he took between his lips, she repeated. Kris reached his arms around Adam, pressing his hands to Adam’s back. Adam swirled his tongue around Kris’ ear, then placed small kisses along his jaw. He stood at his full height, forcing Kris to look up at him. ‘I know you want to kiss me,’ Adam whispered.
Zac pulled Nikki up out of her chair, pulled her close to him so only the thin fabric of their shirts was between them. He kicked the chair out of the way. Nikki continued reading.
Kris did want to kiss Adam. It was all he had thought about all day. Every time he looked at Adam, across the rehearsal studio, all he wanted was to kiss him and taste him and feel his body heavy on top of him again. He wanted to wake up in Adam’s arms, like he had that morning.
Zac’s heart was beating faster as he listened intently to Nikki’s voice. He began reading.
’Do it. Kiss me,’ Adam dared.
Kris reached his hands up along Adam’s back, then the back of his neck and took Adam’s head in his hands. He yanked off the beanie Adam was wearing that day to cover up the hair he hadn’t had time to style that morning. Kris pulled him down and pressed his lips to his, pushing his tongue forcefully into Adam’s mouth.
Nikki leaned up, licking her bottom lip. She reached up and pulled off Zac’s beanie, tossing it onto the desk. She ran her fingers through Zac’s way-passed-needing-to-be-cut hair, and pulled him down to her. She kissed him hard, her tongue seeking his, tasting him and breathing with him.
Breaking the kiss, Zac continued reading. …and Kris loved the feel of Adam’s tongue swirling over his bare, muscular pecs, his teeth scratching his skin…
Zac had pulled Nikki’s peasant blouse up over her head, cupping her breasts through the pink lace bra, and began kissing and licking her cleavage, finding her nipples through the lace and sucking on them.
Taking a deep breath, Nikki took over reading, each action described in the story was acted out by them. Each kiss and lick of hot skin, and each squeeze and gentle scratch and growl and moan. …then Kris tossed Adam’s t-shirt across the bathroom to the countertop. He pushed Adam towards the counter, pressing his body up against Adam’s as he kissed him.
Nikki had Zac pressed up against the desk.
Kris ran his hands over Adam’s chest, letting his fingers feel the soft hair he had convinced Adam to let grow back. Kris tugged at the fly of Adam’s jeans. He slipped the button through the hole and pulled down the zipper. Kris kissed a path down Adam’s chest and abdomen as he dropped to his knees. He pushed down Adam’s jeans and briefs and took Adam into his mouth…
Nikki paused in her reading to act out what Kris was doing in the story.
His breathing strained, Zac took over reading.
’Oh no,’ Adam breathed, staring into Kris’ eyes. ‘I’m in charge here, Baby.’ He pulled Kris up to his feet. He gripped Kris’ hips, pushing down the waist of his loose-fitting jeans to feel his hip bones. He slid his hands inside Kris’ jeans, inside his briefs, grazing the soft, hot skin of his pelvis.
Adam stepped out of his jeans and underwear, thrusted his pelvis up against Kris, and pushed him across the bathroom floor, his hands still on Kris’ hips. He pushed Kris through the bathroom door into their bedroom…
Nikki looked up at Zac with a wide grin. He picked up the open lap top and held it in one hand, while pushing her across the room. He placed the computer on a side table beside the leather sofa in his office, and read on.
Adam kissed Kris hard, tasting himself on Kris’ tongue. He unbuttoned Kris’ jeans and unzipped the fly, pushing them down over his slim hips. Kris stepped out of the jeans, kicking them aside on the bedroom floor. He forcefully pressed his hands over Kris’ back and ass as he held him close, kissing him, nibbling at his ear and jaw…
Stepping out of her own jeans, Nikki read. … and Adam growled as Kris nipped at his chest, licking along his collarbone…
Zac took over reading, as Nikki’s mouth was busy.
Pushing Kris towards his bed, Adam said, ‘I know you want it. Tell me that you want it. Tell me that you want me to give it to you.’ The back of Kris’ legs bumped against the edge of Adam’s bed. Kris smiled up at Adam, and teasingly shrugged his shoulders. Adam lifted Kris off the floor and tossed him onto the bed. After pulling off Kris’ briefs, and climbing on top of him, he maneuvered himself between Kris’ bent legs. ‘Tell me,’ he repeated…
Zac leaned down to Nikki. His hands on her panties, he repeated, “I know you want it. Tell me that you want it. Tell me that you want me to give it to you.” He pulled down her pink lace panties and tossed them on the floor. He bent her legs up and crawled between them.
The soft, black leather of the sofa beneath her felt so cool and smooth, and the scent of leather mixed with Zac was driving her crazy. “I want it. I want everything from you. I want you to give it to me.”
Zac groaned against Nikki’s mouth as she kissed him. He reached over and closed the laptop. As Nikki moaned, Zac huskily whispered, “Thanks boys, we can take it from here.”