When I first believed in Angels, III
Pairing: Adam/Kris
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: These characters are completely made up. Personalities and actions completely made up in my head. No truth to them at all. I am not compensated for any of these writings.
Warning: This chapter is quite rated. Much sex explicitly described.
Kris and I start on our way out, stopping to say goodbye, repeating our apologies of, “No, we are going to go our own way, do some catching up” or “maybe next time”. I call for my limo as we get close to our escape.
The Marine poster boy is waiting with the door open. As we settle into the limo Kris makes small talk.“Your body guard is huge.”
“Yeah, he’s pretty impressive looking. He is really a softy inside though.”
My driver opens the sliding window to ask where I would like to go. I tell him to head to my hole in the wall.
Kris snickers, “Your hole in the wall? You’re not taking me to one of those kinky gay places with the backrooms are you?”
Again I am left to wonder what the hell Kris is reading these days. “Is that where you would like me to take you? And Jesus Kris, how do you even know such places exist?
“Maybe, and I’m not as backwoods as you think I am. ‘I’m pretty sophisticated ya know.”
“Ah, no, I don’t know country boy. Now spill. How do you know about backrooms?”
“I may have seen it on a show or something.”
“But you don’t remember specifically? Because this type of show would, I don’t know, be so commonplace for you?”
“Uh, nope. Don’t remember.”
“You’re a big fat liar Kristopher Allen but I’m going to let it go.”
“So where is this hole of yours, in the wall, place?”
“You’re quite the comedian tonight aren’t you? Are you sure you just had beer at the bar?”
“Yup, just beer.”
“I am taking you to a little place I found a couple months ago. Hardly anyone knows about it yet so we will be left alone to catch up. They usually have someone playing either the piano or the guitar.
Kris says, “Sounds good to me” as he drops his hand on my thigh and leans over to kiss my cheek. “I like the alone part.”
“Kris, I thought we had agreement. Do you happen to know which agreement I would be talking about right now?”
He shrugs, “Idunno”.
“Yeah, that was a sophisticated reply. Come on Kris. You know what I’m talking about.”
“Yeah, maybe. But I’m just having a little fun.”
“I know Kris, old habits and all that. But here’s the deal. I am not the same Adam. I no longer take responsibility for the actions of others. I’m not trying to be everyone’s conscience anymore. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
He shrugs, “I guess.”
“You guess? All right Kris, let me put this to you in a more sophisticated way.
“I have stayed out of your marriage and I have stayed out of your pants. But I promise you Kris, if you ask for it one more time, I’m going to give it to you. I lean into him, pulling him toward me by the button of his pants, look at me Kris, see that I mean it.”
Jeeze Adam, you are different. You’re kinda forceful. I like it.”
I take in a deep breath, shaking my head. Are you even listening Kris?”
He does one of his silly voices with a matching silly face, “Yes Sir”
I put my face as close to his as I can without having to break eye contact. I bring my hand to his face, running my thumb from his temple to his jaw. I lick my lips, lower my voice and slowly say,
“ I will take you without looking back Kris Allen. I will fuck you with pleasure and send you back home to your wife without guilt.” I lean in and part my lips like I’m about to take his lips. He looks down at my lips, unconsciously licking his own. I pull away from him. Now I have his fucking attention.
I can see that he is trying to keep his cool and he is doing a poor job of it, his laugh is nervous, “Jeeze Adam, this Sex God shit has gone to your head.”
“ I hope you’ve paid attention Kris. That was your very last warning. I know what you want from me baby, and once you tell me to give it to you, I will give it to you so good. I will touch you where you need to be touched and tell you what you need to hear.”
I watch a cocky look come over him and I know that Kris and I are about to have a night of reckoning. I know Kris and I know that look. Baby is about to back himself into a corner. He is about to dare me.
“Is that supposed to scare me? Ohhh, I’m so scared Mr. Sex God.”
Jesus, that was so high school and so the wrong answer Mr. Allen. I laugh to myself, someone is about to get some schoolin.
I tap the window to alert the driver, “Change of plans, take me home.”
I twist around on the seat to face him. He looks adorable all scared shitless. He knows what he has done. I don’t doubt for a second this is what he has wanted all along. He wants me to be the bad guy and make the first big move on him. His conscience needs it to be this way.
I place my hand on his knee, bringing my lips so close to his that one bump in the road will have us kissing. I stare dead into him while I run my hand painfully slow up his thigh, parting my mouth and cocking my head like I’m going to kiss him. I stop my hand from moving up his thigh, spreading my fingers wide, I whisper across his lips, “God, I am so ready to have you Kris.”
He is pressed back into the seat and I almost feel sorry for him. Almost.
I start my hand moving slowly in circles, getting closer and closer to him with my fingertips as I drag the tip of my tongue from his ear to his neck. He drops his head to the side, laying his neck open to me, I suck his neck, softly for now.
As my hand gets close to his crotch he grabs it, pinning it in place. He arches away from me with just a little disbelief on his face. “Shit Adam.”
“Hmm, deep shit is more like it Love.”
I flip his hand off my mine and run my hand the rest of the way on its journey to his stiff cock. I rub up and down his erection. His breath catches, his head rolls back, he pants a drawn out “fuck it.”
I grab him by the back of the neck and pull him down on the seat. I drape part of my body over him, rubbing my thigh over his as I continue to rub his cock with my hand. I graze my lips across his for just a second before sucking in that gorgeous bottom lip of his. He opens his mouth for me. Wanting my tongue inside him. I pause, looking into his eyes before I slip my tongue into him. I feel his tongue slide into my mouth and I suck on it before I slide my tongue over and over his. I pull my tongue out, kissing him before I run my tongue down his neck again. I suck hard on his neck then break away, “I need to touch you baby.” I pop the button of his jeans and drop the zipper. I’m sucking his neck softly, then bite him as I reach in and release his throbbing cock. As my hand strokes him I run my tongue back up to his ear and whisper “I’m gonna suck your cock baby” I roll off of him onto my knees on the floorboard. I run my hand down his cock once more before I grab hold of his pants. Without looking at me he lifts his hips as I pull down. I take the full length of his cock in one swift move, he throws his head back moaning. His hand is on my head, rubbing circles with the tips of his fingers. I take him in, again and again, twisting my mouth and tongue around him. I pop his head out of my mouth, I pant out, “come on baby, fuck my mouth” as I take the length of him into my mouth again. He thrusts his hips, driving his cock down my throat. I moan around his cock as he pops off into my mouth.
I pull myself up to sit next to him as he slides up, righting himself. I’m not sure I want to see how he’ll act so I look out the window. I see familiar houses and hold onto the silence until we pass through my gates and up the long drive, coming to a stop in the circular drive. I reach out my hand to him as I open the door, “come on”.
He places his hand in mine so I can pull him out of the limo. My driver rolls down the passenger window waiting for instructions.
I pull Kris away, “Can you stay the night?”
I tell the driver I won’t be needing the limo for the rest of the night. I ask him to arrange a town car from the pool, instructing him to pick Kris up in the morning, dropping him at his hotel. I don’t need to instruct him any further, he knows the drill.
Once we get inside Kris starts some small talk. He asks me if I have changed anything in the place since his last visit. I answer, “Nope” as I pin him against the nearest object, the kitchen island. I wrap my arms around his shoulders then let them slide down, my hands going over his ass. I take his hand again and lead him to my bedroom.
“ Change anything in here?”
He is nervous. I answer, “Nope”, as I pull him in front of a tall dresser. I pull him into me, kissing him, more insistent this time. Hungry. He wraps his arms around my waist, pushing his stiffness into my thigh as he returns my kiss. I reach behind him, opening the top drawer, reaching in for what I’ll need. I spin him around and pull him to the bed. We fall onto the bed facing each other, kissing. I reach up and drop my supplies near the pillows. I am running my hands all over him as he clings to my upper arms with a death grip. I take his hand from my arm, running it up my thigh, resting it on my stiffness. He freezes.
As my mind takes in the possibilities he begins to move his palm up and down my cock. He tucks his chin in, resting his forehead on my chest. I don’t move, giving him time to adjust, to get comfortable with touching me.
He takes his time with my cock, dragging his hand over me first this way, then that until I can no longer hold still. I push him over on to his back, taking him in from top to bottom.
I kiss my way down his chest as I unbutton his shirt, pulling if off him. I slide kisses across his waist as I open his fly and I run my tongue down his length as I pull his pants down. He kicks his sneakers off as I continue down his thigh, dragging the tip of my tongue along the way as I relieve him of his last barrier. I push his legs open, positioning myself between them as I run my hands back up his thighs, my thumbs brushing his erect cock. I run my hands across his stomach and up to his chest as my tongue follows behind, sliding up his twitching cock, across his stomach, diving straight into his mouth as I press into him.
I reposition my legs and sit up on his thighs. I run my hands down his stomach, brushing his cock one more time before sitting up to unbutton my shirt and remove it. I lean over him, running my hands back up his stomach to his chest. I lay myself down on his bare chest, taking his mouth in a rough kiss, pushing my stiffness against him.
I roll off him onto my back, kicking off my boots and striping off my pants. I watch his eyes wander all over me. I lay still, letting him see me, waiting for him to touch me. He leans over me, taking my mouth with purpose as his hand spreads heat through me.
We haven’t said much to each other, it would only take us where we cannot go. But I know that what I want from Kris can’t be taken without speaking.
I roll onto my side, kissing him before pulling back to look into his eyes. “Kris, I, I want you baby. I need you to tell me if I can have you.”
His eyes meet mine before he kisses me deep, I hear him hiss, “Yes, anything.”
“Kris, I’m not trying to make this awkward but I need to be sure you understand what I’m asking for.”
He rolls away, turning his back to me. I put my hand on his shoulder to tell him, hey, its o.k. when he pushes his back up against my chest, nesting his ass into me. I kiss his neck, running my hand over his ass as I reach my other hand up for the lube and condoms.
I kiss my way down his back, slipping my tongue over his skin as I reach his lower back. I reach around and stroke his cock just as I slide my tongue up and down his crack over and over again. I hear him breathe in sharply and moan as he pushes himself into my tongue.
With lube in hand I slide between his legs, positioning myself between him, his one leg up over my shoulder. I take his cock into my mouth as I run my fingers over his opening. When I feel him pushing into me I carefully slide my finger into him, letting him get used to the feeling. When he starts to fuck my finger I know he is ready for another. I find his hot zone with my fingertips, teasing it until he is rocking back into my fingers , moaning softly.
I slide on a condom then roll him over onto his back. I spread him wide, getting both his legs up over my shoulders. I watch his face as I enter him and he watches mine. Under other circumstances I would have so much to say to him. I see him struggle with the burn, I freeze, letting him adjust to it. I slide my hand up and down his cock with my lubed hand telling him, “breathe baby, don’t think, just want. Trust me.” I feel him relax a little, I move slowly, aiming for his hot spot.” As I rub over it I feel him start to reach for my cock with his ass, pushing onto me. I roll my head sideways, kissing his leg just below his knee. I reach my hands under his ass, raising him up as I push deeper into him. I hear myself moan, “oh, God”, as I take him and take him. With a final thrust I release into him.
I carefully bring his legs down, staying inside him while I stroke him a little more. Letting the feeling of being inside him wash over me. Committing it to memory. I slowly pull out, quickly taking care of the condom before I take his cock into my mouth. He doesn’t have to be asked to fuck my mouth this time. He thrusts his cock into my mouth and with a drawn out moan spills into my mouth.
I slide up his body then roll over on my side, pulling him onto his side. We kiss.
Kris smirks, “I owe you an apology, you are a Sex God.”
I can’t help myself, I am beaming a little, “Hmmm, have I told you lately that I love you?”
“Yes, you have”.
I kiss him on the nose. I smile at him and he smiles back.
I roll over to get out of bed, “ hmm, how about a shower and then I’ll make us a snack. I don’t know about you but I’m kinda hungry.”
“Sounds good to me.”
I get up and head to the shower, Kris calls my name, I turn to him. “Yeah Sweetie.”
“Have I told you lately that I love you?”
“Yes Baby, you have.”
The alarm goes off too early. And neither one of us wants to get out of bed. I push Kris, “we have to get up, the car will be here soon. I’ll make some coffee while you get dressed.”
We drink coffee, chit chatting about his flight time, anything to avoid issues neither of us wants to examine. Finally the car pulls up. We walk to the door, a little awkward with each other.
“Adam I, I don’t know what to say.”
“Well, you could try goodbye.”
“That’s it, just goodbye?”
“I have no regrets Kris, and if you have any, I don’t want to hear them. There is nothing else to say but goodbye.”
“All right, goodbye then.”
I reach out to him and pull him into a hug, “Goodbye Sweetie. Give Katy a hug and a kiss for me. Keep in touch, promise?”
“I will.”