How It Always Should Have Been Chapter 3/?
American Idol 8 RPF: How It Always Should Have Been Chapter 3/?
Author: glambertgalore
Pairing: Kradam, who else?
Rating: NC 17 overall
Summary: How Kradam finally got together and their lives after.
Warnings: Angst, cuz that's how I like to roll.
Beta: My lovely and talented friend laurahellomoto
Master Post for this Fic:
http://glambertgalore.livejournal.com/1693.html
How It Always Should Have Been Chapter 3/?
Kris waited with bated breath for Adam’s reaction. He knew he had taken a big leap here, he had assumed that Adam’s crush was more than that, that he felt the same way that Kris did. However, the crush could have been just that, and Kris could have just ruined the best friendship he had ever had.
They sat there, naked and wrinkling in the tub, the jets still going. Adam absently reached underneath himself and pulled the plug from the drain, saying, “I think we should get out of this tub and talk about a few things. There is a lot to consider before we go any further. We both worked too hard to go off half cocked and ruin our careers, and possibly our own lives as well as the lives of other people.”
“Adam…” Kris was panicking. This was not how he had expected this conversation to go. He would much rather ravage Adam now, and talk later. He wasn’t stupid enough to believe that Adam wasn’t right; there was a lot to consider. But Kris didn’t care about any of that now. All he cared about was making sure he and Adam spent the rest of their lives together.
Kris hurriedly followed Adam, who was already out of the tub and drying himself off. In a last, desperate romantic effort, he grabbed Adam’s arm with force that belied his small stature and spun the larger man around.
“Look into my eyes and tell me you don’t feel the same way too.”
Kris waited, not breaking his steady, intense gaze into those gorgeous blue eyes, for Adam to deny their love.
After a moment, Adam looked away, and said softly, “I do, I know I do. I knew we were in love before you did, Kris. I don’t know how, but we’ll make it work. But there are things that need to be said, things that need to be worked out before we come out as a couple. Even if we were to live in secret, people would figure it out eventually. Hell, half the fans have already figured out that there is more here than friendship, they just don’t know whether or not it’s been acted upon.”
Kris moved closer to Adam, wondering if he was pushing his luck. He decided to go for it.
“Love now, talk later.”
And with that, he reached up, forcefully drawing Adam’s face down to his, crushing their mouths together with more heat and passion than he had ever imagined he would feel. Adam responded instantly, his hot tongue sweeping into Kris’s mouth, gently at first, then with more force and heat.
Adam walked backwards toward the bedroom, still kissing Kris passionately, and Kris gladly followed obediently. When they got to the bed, Adam stopped.
“You’re not ruining my satin sheets with your wet ass, no matter how hot it is,” Adam said with a roguish wink.
He retrieved a towel from the floor and said, “Its clean, I just used it a bit before you got here.”
Kris hummed appreciatively, his cock getting even harder than it already was as Adam briskly dried him off. After Adam was done, he tossed the towel aside carelessly and manhandled Kris onto the bed, kissing him fiercely once again.
Kris was gone. Adam’s hands seemed to be everywhere at once, and all Kris wanted was more.
Through his passion fogged brain, he could hear Adam panting words of endearment between kisses, things like “waited so long for this” and “need you so bad baby.”
Kris was babbling his own brand of incoherence, and it escalated as Adam started a trail of nibbling little kisses down his body, stopping to give special attention to his nipples and navel. Kris was moaning now, and when Adam finally put those hot, pretty lips that drove so many around the world to wanton insanity around his throbbing cock, he actually screamed.
Soon he was slamming into to Adam’s mouth, his hips bucking uncontrollably, and when Adam stopped unexpectedly, he whined in protest, babbling how he needed to cum right now.
“Shhh, baby,” Adam was saying gently. “I want us to cum together. I’ll make it good for you, I promise.”
With that, Kris watched Adam reach for the bedside table, bringing out a small tube and a strip of Durex condoms.
Kris noticed that for the first time since they had started making out that Adam looked a little uncertain. “You okay, baby?” He asked gently. “I’m ready, I promise. There’s no need to be scared.”
Adam looked like he relaxed a little at Kris’s words, but still looked a little worried. “I just don’t want to hurt you,” he said. “I want you to enjoy this just as much as I will.”
Kris blushed a little, but plowed on. “I’ve been uh, preparing myself for this moment, Adam, for awhile now,” he said, embarrassed. “He had never thought he’d actually have to voice what he had been doing, but if it got Adam’s huge, hot cock inside him, then so be it. “I bought a dildo from a sex shop about twenty miles from Conway the last time I was there before I left for tour. It was my best friend on those lonely nights on the bus after everyone else was asleep.” Kris’s face was flaming as he waited for an answer to his little diatribe.
“Well then,” Adam said. “Let’s get this show on the road. It still might hurt a little, but it’ll be a lot less painful than it would have been.”
“It’ll hurt so good,” Kris said suggestively, pulling Adam toward him.
After a few more passionate kisses, Adam rose up and reached for the lube. Kris opened his legs in anticipation, his hole already throbbing with wanting Adam’s fingers inside.
He heard the faint snick of the cap, and could see Adam warming the substance in his hands. Then, he felt the first hot, slick finger enter, and it was heaven. This was so much better than his own fingers or even the vibrating dildo he had purchased and used so much that the batteries often wore out on him.
Kris instinctively pushed down, and he could see Adam smiling at that above him.
“Whoa, you really do know what you’re doing!” Adam said, the appreciation evident in his voice. With that, he added another finger, to Kris’s intense delight. Kris was moaning now, his legs falling open instinctively, enjoying the slow stretch and burn. By the time he felt a third finger go in, he was begging for Adam’s cock.
“Baby, now!” Kris moaned desperately.
“As you wish,” Adam said, and soon after Kris could hear the rip of the condom.
Kris felt Adam lined his sheathed cock up and raised his legs, waiting with heated, delicious anticipation. He felt the gentle nudge of Adam’s cock at his opening then, and pushed, urging him on.
“More, no need to be so gentle, you prepped me good,” he moaned.
Adam must have taken him at his word, because then Kris felt the head of Adam’s cock push past the tight ring of muscle, and with one swift, smooth thrust, he was all the way inside.
Kris had never felt anything so glorious. He felt much fuller than with the dildo; Adam’s cock was much thicker. Adam did still take the initiative to wait and let Kris get used to the feeling, though, and for that Kris was grateful. A moment later, Kris felt Adam began to move. The strokes were languid, almost lazy, and Kris balanced his legs on Adam’s shoulders and pushed, urging him to get rougher.
Adam obliged, soon he was slamming into Kris with complete abandon, reaching down to stroke Kris’s cock, obviously too close to the edge to stop and wanting Kris with him. Kris was screaming, so close to his release he could taste it, and as soon as he felt Adam convulsing above him, he lost it, his body bucking with the force of the orgasm as he screamed words of love and togetherness forever at his best friend turned lover.
When they both came down, Kris could feel Adam gently stroking his hair as he laid on top of him, murmuring something about how long he had wanted this and had been too afraid to believe he could have it.
“Believe it baby,” Kris whispered with as much love as he could fill his voice as he could muster. “This is forever.”
Adam kissed Kris’s lips tenderly, then moved to pull out so that he could go to the bathroom and dispose of the condom and get something to clean them up with.
When Adam returned, Kris felt a warm cloth wiping his midsection, and soon after Adam climbing into bed and spooning him.
“We still have to talk about this, Kris,” he was saying in a tired voice.
“Sleep now, talk tomorrow,” Kris told him. “After all, we have forever.”
“That is true,” Adam said. “We have the rest of our lives, because now that I’ve had you, there is no way I could ever live without you.”
And with that, they drifted off in beautiful post coital bliss, their bodies intertwined on Adam’s rumpled black satin sheets.