Alone
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Adam/Kris
Disclaimer: They're real people and therefore don't belong to me. This never happened, except for in my mind.
Word count: 1,887
Summary: Adam and Kris go to a movie theater.
This is a follow up to my "In the Restaurant" fic posted here last week. Thanks for all the feedback so far! Comments appreciated. :)
Adam, Kris, Matt, and Scott headed back to their hotel, opting to walk after waiting an eternity for a cab that never came. They didn't mind, the city looked beautiful. The sky was black, full of shining stars. Lampposts lined the streets, casting an orange glow against the steam from the ground. A kind of ethereal fog filled the air. It was a good night for a walk.
All around them stores were closing up, though a number of people still hung around outside of them. Some were with friends, others were on dates or with family. Nobody noticed the idols as they continued down the road.
At first they all walked together, laughing and debating who had been the drunkest among them. Eventually, Scott and Matt started up about the girls they met at the restaurant, and Adam and Kris fell behind. An awkward silence grew between them. Now and again they would exchange glances, but were quick to look away, both of them battling their nerves and wanting desperately to say something... but what?
"Look, I'm sorry." It was Adam who finally broke the silence. "That shouldn't have happened, drunk or not..." Adam looked at Kris with a sad look on his face, knowing it was true. He was finally sobering up, and the seriousness of what had just happened weighed down on him like a ton of bricks. "I feel really bad."
Kris didn't say anything at first. He just kept walking, staring down at the ground. He took in every word Adam said but didn't know how to respond. The truth was that he too felt bad, but not because of what had happened. He didn't regret that one bit. That was one thing he knew Adam would be surprised to hear, that he was and had always been open to experimentation - he just had never been given the opportunity before. And now here opportunity was, and he went for it ... and that's where he met guilt. Not for his actions, but for his decision to act. And that guilt washed over him like a wave and all he could do was think of Katy, and how disappointed she would be in him, but still he wanted more. Kris had never done drugs before, but he imagined this is what being high would feel like, and he'd do anything to keep from coming down from it. He had reached a place with Adam in the restaurant that was euphoric, a feeling he had never felt before, and he couldn't let it go just yet. No, not yet. He would have to deal with his actions in the morning, but for now, while he still had the drinks as an excuse (which deep down he knew wasn't an excuse at all), he needed more of this new-found drug. He needed more of Adam's taste, of Adam's smell, of Adam's everything.
"So what do you think," Adam asked. He looked over at Kris who had stopped walking. They were standing in front of an old movie theater, and Kris stared up at the marquee. "I want to see a movie," Kris responded. Though that wasn't exactly the response Adam was looking for, he nodded his head agreeably.
Together they walked up to the booth and bought two tickets to some random movie Adam would never remember. He didn't care what it was they were seeing, just that he was getting to spend more time with Kris. He did feel bad about what happened at the restaurant, that wasn't a lie, but he wasn't going to deny he was still extremely turned on and hoping for more.
Twenty minutes later they were in the back of the theater watching a comedy that was only mildly entertaining. Being the late hour that it was, there was hardly anyone else in there - a few teenagers up front who seemed to be lost in their own conversations, throwing popcorn at each other and occasionally the screen.
Kris leaned his head over to Adam, his eyes still on the movie. "You shouldn't feel bad," he whispered. "I don't want that." And then, instead of pulling away, he stayed there, his face only inches from Adam's.
Adam shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Kris was such a tease, and knew he was driving Adam nuts. It was only a matter of time before Adam couldn't take it anymore and would jump Kris right there in the theater. Adam stayed on this for a moment, finding the fantasy to be a pretty hot one, and then pushed the thought away. He had to control himself.
Kris finally sat back in his seat, noticeably frustrated with not getting a response from Adam. He threw a piece of gum into his mouth and chewed furiously for a few minutes. Adam pretended to ignore Kris completely. Finally, Kris moved back again, so close to Adam's ear that his lips were almost touching it. "I want more," Kris closed his eyes slowly, swallowed hard, and finally added, "Please."
It was the please that did it. Adam turned his head slightly towards Kris and looked into his eyes. "You're fucking killing me here," Adam groaned. "Do you have any idea what I would do to you right now if we were at the hotel? Do you?"
A small smile came upon Kris's face. He looked up towards the front of the theater and saw the teens were still in full conversation, completely in their own world. He looked over at Adam and then scooted off his seat to the floor. Adam jumped slightly.
"Wait, what are you doing," Adam whispered loudly down at him, Kris between his legs now. "Don't." Adam looked quickly around the theater to make sure nobody was nearby and could see what was happening. "Kris, don't."
"Don't, what?" Kris pushed his hands up Adam's legs and toyed with his belt, dragging his fingers over the zipper of his pants. "Look, you gave me a blowjob before. I'm returning the favor." Kris paused for a moment and then added, "So shut the fuck up and enjoy it."
Adam threw a hand over his own mouth at this, hiding an excited laugh. He hadn't heard Kris curse like that before and he liked it. He glanced around again to make sure nobody could see them. Was this real life? He couldn't believe Kris was being this forward, and never would've expected him to ever want to do this.
Kris unzipped Adam's pants and looked up at him as he did so, and all Adam could do was sit there and watch him. Once again Adam shifted in his seat, but he didn't dare stop him. His dick was getting harder by the second, and before he knew it, Kris pulled it out of his pants and was massaging it gently.
"Oh, fuck!" Adam whispered loudly, drowned out by the sound of the movie. He bit his lip hard, so hard he thought he would cause blood, but he wouldn't have cared if he had. He squeezed the armrests of his seat, bracing himself. Kris stroked him slowly, fingering over the head of his dick like a pro. Adam was in heaven.
"How do you know..." Adam spoke, loudly enough for only Kris to hear. "How are you so good?" Kris paused. "I'm just doing what I know I'd like," he responded. And as Kris continued to massage him, Adam wanted nothing but to rip all his clothes off and fuck him right there in the theater. He knew he couldn't, but ohhh how he wanted to. If only they were alone, he just might, public space or not. And at the thought of this, Adam reached down and grabbed Kris's shirt, pulling him up towards him. He kissed him passionately, pushing his tongue deep into his mouth. He pulled him closer still and whispered into his ear, "And now you think you can suck dick?" Adam asked, as almost a challenge. Kris nodded slowly, breathing deeply, Adam's erection pushing into his stomach.
Adam pushed Kris back down. "Show me." He smiled.
Kris looked up at Adam and hesitated, but only for a moment. He took Adam's dick in his hand and moved his lips toward it, kissing it, slowly moving down on it little by little. Adam squeezed his eyes closed, licking his lips. He put a hand behind Kris's head and guided him down further.
Quickly Adam reopened his eyes and looked down at Kris. "No teeth, you know that." Kris nodded apologetically and went back to work. He ran his tongue against the underside of Adam's dick as he lifted his head back up. "How am I doing?"
Adam looked stunned, he had no words. His breath was deep, he squeezed out a "Good" and then pushed Kris's head back down on him, thrusting hips a little to move with the motion of Kris's mouth. Kris gagged, paused, continued. He moved faster now.
Adam gripped the armrests, his palms sweaty. His body trembled as he let out a moan. He could've sworn one of the teens up front had heard him now, but nobody turned around. Adam looked down at Kris and grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling his head to look up at him. "I'm going to cum..."
Kris nodded and slid his mouth off of Adam. He wasn't sure he wanted that in his mouth, and he pulled himself up and back into his chair. He watched as Adam closed his eyes and jerked himself off. Kris started rubbing himself at the sight of it. He reached over and pulled Adam's face towards him and kissed him gently on the lips. Adam's breathed in short gasps and finally came. He wasn't sure if he got the seat in front of hiim or if it was all over his pants - he couldn't see a thing, and he could care less. He slumped back into his seat, breathing as if he just ran a marathon, and glanced over at Kris. "Fuck..."
Kris smiled, sitting back in his seat and putting his feet up on the one in front of him. He listened as Adam's breathing returned to normal, watched as Adam rubbed a hand through his hair and wiped his pants with a napkin. They sat there quietly without speaking for the remainder of the movie, and slipped out at the end before anyone else.
On their way out, Adam's phone rang. "Hello?" It was Matt. "Yeah, we just saw a movie actually," Adam glanced over at Kris, who was walking alongside him with a slight grin on his face. "Yeah, it was REALLY good," he said, smiling at Kris. "We're on our way back now, see ya." Adam hung up and put his phone away.
They walked the rest of the way to the hotel without speaking, and before finally parting ways for their own rooms, Adam pulled Kris close and pushed something into his hand. "My door is always open." Kris looked up at Adam, not knowing what to say, but Adam didn't wait for a response. He started off down the hall without once looking back at Kris, and entered his room.
Kris stood in the hallway and stared down at the key card Adam just put in his hand...
Pairing: Adam/Kris
Disclaimer: They're real people and therefore don't belong to me. This never happened, except for in my mind.
Word count: 1,887
Summary: Adam and Kris go to a movie theater.
This is a follow up to my "In the Restaurant" fic posted here last week. Thanks for all the feedback so far! Comments appreciated. :)
Adam, Kris, Matt, and Scott headed back to their hotel, opting to walk after waiting an eternity for a cab that never came. They didn't mind, the city looked beautiful. The sky was black, full of shining stars. Lampposts lined the streets, casting an orange glow against the steam from the ground. A kind of ethereal fog filled the air. It was a good night for a walk.
All around them stores were closing up, though a number of people still hung around outside of them. Some were with friends, others were on dates or with family. Nobody noticed the idols as they continued down the road.
At first they all walked together, laughing and debating who had been the drunkest among them. Eventually, Scott and Matt started up about the girls they met at the restaurant, and Adam and Kris fell behind. An awkward silence grew between them. Now and again they would exchange glances, but were quick to look away, both of them battling their nerves and wanting desperately to say something... but what?
"Look, I'm sorry." It was Adam who finally broke the silence. "That shouldn't have happened, drunk or not..." Adam looked at Kris with a sad look on his face, knowing it was true. He was finally sobering up, and the seriousness of what had just happened weighed down on him like a ton of bricks. "I feel really bad."
Kris didn't say anything at first. He just kept walking, staring down at the ground. He took in every word Adam said but didn't know how to respond. The truth was that he too felt bad, but not because of what had happened. He didn't regret that one bit. That was one thing he knew Adam would be surprised to hear, that he was and had always been open to experimentation - he just had never been given the opportunity before. And now here opportunity was, and he went for it ... and that's where he met guilt. Not for his actions, but for his decision to act. And that guilt washed over him like a wave and all he could do was think of Katy, and how disappointed she would be in him, but still he wanted more. Kris had never done drugs before, but he imagined this is what being high would feel like, and he'd do anything to keep from coming down from it. He had reached a place with Adam in the restaurant that was euphoric, a feeling he had never felt before, and he couldn't let it go just yet. No, not yet. He would have to deal with his actions in the morning, but for now, while he still had the drinks as an excuse (which deep down he knew wasn't an excuse at all), he needed more of this new-found drug. He needed more of Adam's taste, of Adam's smell, of Adam's everything.
"So what do you think," Adam asked. He looked over at Kris who had stopped walking. They were standing in front of an old movie theater, and Kris stared up at the marquee. "I want to see a movie," Kris responded. Though that wasn't exactly the response Adam was looking for, he nodded his head agreeably.
Together they walked up to the booth and bought two tickets to some random movie Adam would never remember. He didn't care what it was they were seeing, just that he was getting to spend more time with Kris. He did feel bad about what happened at the restaurant, that wasn't a lie, but he wasn't going to deny he was still extremely turned on and hoping for more.
Twenty minutes later they were in the back of the theater watching a comedy that was only mildly entertaining. Being the late hour that it was, there was hardly anyone else in there - a few teenagers up front who seemed to be lost in their own conversations, throwing popcorn at each other and occasionally the screen.
Kris leaned his head over to Adam, his eyes still on the movie. "You shouldn't feel bad," he whispered. "I don't want that." And then, instead of pulling away, he stayed there, his face only inches from Adam's.
Adam shifted uncomfortably in his seat. Kris was such a tease, and knew he was driving Adam nuts. It was only a matter of time before Adam couldn't take it anymore and would jump Kris right there in the theater. Adam stayed on this for a moment, finding the fantasy to be a pretty hot one, and then pushed the thought away. He had to control himself.
Kris finally sat back in his seat, noticeably frustrated with not getting a response from Adam. He threw a piece of gum into his mouth and chewed furiously for a few minutes. Adam pretended to ignore Kris completely. Finally, Kris moved back again, so close to Adam's ear that his lips were almost touching it. "I want more," Kris closed his eyes slowly, swallowed hard, and finally added, "Please."
It was the please that did it. Adam turned his head slightly towards Kris and looked into his eyes. "You're fucking killing me here," Adam groaned. "Do you have any idea what I would do to you right now if we were at the hotel? Do you?"
A small smile came upon Kris's face. He looked up towards the front of the theater and saw the teens were still in full conversation, completely in their own world. He looked over at Adam and then scooted off his seat to the floor. Adam jumped slightly.
"Wait, what are you doing," Adam whispered loudly down at him, Kris between his legs now. "Don't." Adam looked quickly around the theater to make sure nobody was nearby and could see what was happening. "Kris, don't."
"Don't, what?" Kris pushed his hands up Adam's legs and toyed with his belt, dragging his fingers over the zipper of his pants. "Look, you gave me a blowjob before. I'm returning the favor." Kris paused for a moment and then added, "So shut the fuck up and enjoy it."
Adam threw a hand over his own mouth at this, hiding an excited laugh. He hadn't heard Kris curse like that before and he liked it. He glanced around again to make sure nobody could see them. Was this real life? He couldn't believe Kris was being this forward, and never would've expected him to ever want to do this.
Kris unzipped Adam's pants and looked up at him as he did so, and all Adam could do was sit there and watch him. Once again Adam shifted in his seat, but he didn't dare stop him. His dick was getting harder by the second, and before he knew it, Kris pulled it out of his pants and was massaging it gently.
"Oh, fuck!" Adam whispered loudly, drowned out by the sound of the movie. He bit his lip hard, so hard he thought he would cause blood, but he wouldn't have cared if he had. He squeezed the armrests of his seat, bracing himself. Kris stroked him slowly, fingering over the head of his dick like a pro. Adam was in heaven.
"How do you know..." Adam spoke, loudly enough for only Kris to hear. "How are you so good?" Kris paused. "I'm just doing what I know I'd like," he responded. And as Kris continued to massage him, Adam wanted nothing but to rip all his clothes off and fuck him right there in the theater. He knew he couldn't, but ohhh how he wanted to. If only they were alone, he just might, public space or not. And at the thought of this, Adam reached down and grabbed Kris's shirt, pulling him up towards him. He kissed him passionately, pushing his tongue deep into his mouth. He pulled him closer still and whispered into his ear, "And now you think you can suck dick?" Adam asked, as almost a challenge. Kris nodded slowly, breathing deeply, Adam's erection pushing into his stomach.
Adam pushed Kris back down. "Show me." He smiled.
Kris looked up at Adam and hesitated, but only for a moment. He took Adam's dick in his hand and moved his lips toward it, kissing it, slowly moving down on it little by little. Adam squeezed his eyes closed, licking his lips. He put a hand behind Kris's head and guided him down further.
Quickly Adam reopened his eyes and looked down at Kris. "No teeth, you know that." Kris nodded apologetically and went back to work. He ran his tongue against the underside of Adam's dick as he lifted his head back up. "How am I doing?"
Adam looked stunned, he had no words. His breath was deep, he squeezed out a "Good" and then pushed Kris's head back down on him, thrusting hips a little to move with the motion of Kris's mouth. Kris gagged, paused, continued. He moved faster now.
Adam gripped the armrests, his palms sweaty. His body trembled as he let out a moan. He could've sworn one of the teens up front had heard him now, but nobody turned around. Adam looked down at Kris and grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling his head to look up at him. "I'm going to cum..."
Kris nodded and slid his mouth off of Adam. He wasn't sure he wanted that in his mouth, and he pulled himself up and back into his chair. He watched as Adam closed his eyes and jerked himself off. Kris started rubbing himself at the sight of it. He reached over and pulled Adam's face towards him and kissed him gently on the lips. Adam's breathed in short gasps and finally came. He wasn't sure if he got the seat in front of hiim or if it was all over his pants - he couldn't see a thing, and he could care less. He slumped back into his seat, breathing as if he just ran a marathon, and glanced over at Kris. "Fuck..."
Kris smiled, sitting back in his seat and putting his feet up on the one in front of him. He listened as Adam's breathing returned to normal, watched as Adam rubbed a hand through his hair and wiped his pants with a napkin. They sat there quietly without speaking for the remainder of the movie, and slipped out at the end before anyone else.
On their way out, Adam's phone rang. "Hello?" It was Matt. "Yeah, we just saw a movie actually," Adam glanced over at Kris, who was walking alongside him with a slight grin on his face. "Yeah, it was REALLY good," he said, smiling at Kris. "We're on our way back now, see ya." Adam hung up and put his phone away.
They walked the rest of the way to the hotel without speaking, and before finally parting ways for their own rooms, Adam pulled Kris close and pushed something into his hand. "My door is always open." Kris looked up at Adam, not knowing what to say, but Adam didn't wait for a response. He started off down the hall without once looking back at Kris, and entered his room.
Kris stood in the hallway and stared down at the key card Adam just put in his hand...