Ignorance In Pieces (6/?)
Title: Ignorance In Pieces (6/?)
Author: adamissexable
Rating: NC 17 sexual themes, language, alcohol
Pairing: Kris/ Adam and Kradison friendship
Summary: "His cheeks were flushed - and pure, dark lust flashed in his eyes before being placed by a carefully detached expression."
Notes: This one's for the ladies who wish Adam is straight...or bi...or likes vagina as much as he likes dick. (;
Other Parts:
http://adamissexable.livejournal.com/683.html
http://adamissexable.livejournal.com/882.html
http://adamissexable.livejournal.com/1101.html
http://adamissexable.livejournal.com/1316.html
http://adamissexable.livejournal.com/1632.html
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He let that thought run right through him, as he skipped forward towards Lil and Megan propping both of his arms out playfully and bowing; he watched as they rolled their eyes but still wove their arms through his. It was time to find themselves a table and some liquor.
Remembering the direction he’d seen the tables in when he first checked the place out, he lead Lil and Megan - one grasping an arm on each side of him - towards an empty one he spotted right in front of the dance floor. Glancing quickly over his shoulder - and ah, of course - the other idols were following, looking out of place in this giant club, though he noticed Allison gripping Matt’s arm, her bright hair swirling around her as she bounced up and down with excitement.
A surge of protective jealousy surged through Adam - an alien feeling - as he looked forward again, seething. He should have been the one leading her through this experience, holding her hand as she stared around in awe, calming her when she threatened to bounce out of her red stilettos - wait, red stilettos? - in excitement. You did this to yourself.
Adam tried not to clench his jaw too tightly, his heart choosing to place blame instead of anger at himself. Oh, that makes things SO much better. She shouldn’t have been here in the first place, she was completely under aged. And who the fuck let her out looking like that?! You did, moron. He resented that, he hadn’t noticed the ‘clothing’ until now.
She was wearing a blood red corseted top with straps, the ties laced in the back and in the center a line of ruffles ran down to the edge of the top - which was definitely on the verge of being too short - barely concealing the zipper that lay underneath them. Are you fucking kidding me? As if that wasn’t enough, her chest was all propped up and put on display and suddenly he wanted to give her his jacket - not caring for once in his life that an outfit clashed. Her shorts looked as if they were glued on, and were about the length of well, not even a decent pair of daisy dukes. The edges were frayed and torn, giving them the appearance of being shorter than they actually were - which definitely wasn’t cool.
He knew he was being slightly unfair. No you’re not, you’re completely right, now grab her and get the fuck out of this place. After all, he’d seen more skin from girls three years younger than her - wincing, he tried not to picture the 15 year old naked Vanessa Hudgens pictures Matt had thrust in his face the other day. Shuddering slightly he decided keeping an extremely close eye on her was going to have to suffice.
Adam held his head high, trying to urge his protectiveness away a bit so he could enjoy the night, as he continued walking forward - sending a flirty wink to the nearest male worker he found and smirking when the poor guy just about dropped his tray, jaw hanging open. Matt and Gokey snickered behind him, but Adam didn’t turn around to pay them any notice. He was the head bitch in charge tonight, and he planned on oozing every bit of that power to anyone within a 30 yard radius of him.
Adam pondered his mood absentmindedly - he felt like he’d taken an extra shot of confidence. Except it was the bad kind, the kind that made you fearless and cocky and stupid. He couldn’t bring himself to care enough so he shrugged off the conclusion.
Besides he did look fantastic and according to the looks his friends gave him when they first saw his outfit; he wasn’t the only one who thought so. The girls had all rolled their eyes, and wolf-whistled - giggling wildly as they leaned on each other for support. Matt and Gokey just stared at him for a long moment, before shaking their heads and ordering everyone into the car. And Kris, oh god Kris’s face was absolutely priceless. His jaw immediately tensed, and Adam could see the tendons in his forearms strain as he clenched his whole body. His cheeks were flushed - and pure, dark lust flashed in his eyes before being replaced by a carefully detached expression. When Kris noticed Adam staring right at him, he looked away, claiming it was too cold to be standing around out here and that they should leave. Adam remembered snorting internally; it was the middle of fucking summer.
He was broken out of his thoughts when he realized that someone else must have lead the group to a different secluded VIP table, because he was sliding into a semi-circular booth, nudging Lil over further so he could get his ass fully onto the seat. What the hell, why wasn’t she moving? He looked past her to Megan who was holding back laughter, amusement twinkling in her charcoal eyes. Oh, so that’s how it’s going to be, he smirked to himself before turning his body to face her, balancing his weight on his feet - half of his ass hanging off the seat - pushing his lips out, and speaking in his famous white-boy ghetto voice.
“Aye babay.” Lil broke out of her conversation with Megan, who was sitting on the other side of her, as she and the rest of the table looked at him wearily. He lifted his chin and tilted his head to the side, his arms crossing his chest as he continued looking right at Lil, “Do me a fava, and back that sweet thang up.” Lil’s eyes widened and she let out a loud laugh, shaking her head as an amused smile covered her face, before scooting over.
Adam slid in completely, chuckling at himself, before glancing at the rest of the table - seeing most had returned to their conversations. Megan was giggling next to her, her blonde locks swaying lightly. Matt sat on the other side of Megan, and he was talking to Danny next to him. Adam figured it was something amusing because Matt was gesturing wildly and Gokey was smiling, nodding, and laughing in all of the right places. Next to Gokey was Allison whose face held a wide grin as she looked at the table across from them. Adam followed her gaze and watched as it landed on a gorgeous man sitting at another table, occasionally sending her flirty glances and suggestive winks.
Sucking in a mouthful of air in surprise, Adam snapped his head back to Allison whose face flushed when she caught the man’s eye, looking away briefly, before bringing her attention right back to him. Go beat the shit out of that guy; nobody looks at her like that. Adam almost listened to his mind, but reminded himself that she was just flirting, and flirting was harmless, right? As far as your concerned, yes - but then again Allison’s not a slut so… Adam ignored the insult - as long as the creep didn’t come over here she was fine. Besides, he looked a good couple of years older than her and Adam doubted anyone else at the table would allow her to go with him.
Adam shook his head continuing his way around the table, almost stopping when he saw that next to Allison, right across from himself, was Kris. He was looking right at Adam, expression undecipherable. Adam’s heart stuttered brokenly, before he realized that yes, he did own testicles.
That thought in mind, he glanced down with faux-embarrassment - fooling Kris into thinking he wasn’t going to look up again - before lifting his head back up, and glancing at Kris from underneath his lashes. Ignoring the pang in his gut that damn near knocked the breath from him, he grinned wickedly at the man, before turning away - throwing himself into Megan and Lil’s conversation. Adam was only half listening to the girls talking about their kids as he glanced at Kris again - who was now looking down at his hands which were clasped together, resting on the table. His jaw was set and the tips of his ears were pink. Adam just smirked to himself.
You’re gonna regret that later. Just because you’re pissed off at him for some reason doesn’t mean you can treat him like last year’s fuck. Adam’s smirk immediately fell from his lips and he turned his head to look out at the dance floor - not really seeing anything. He was pushing it tonight, and he was definitely going to regret it later.
His breathing became slightly erratic as the emotions he’d worked so hard to keep at bay crept their way under his skin. Squeezing his eyes shut tightly, he tried to fight off his thoughts and feelings, but it wasn’t working. He felt tears sting his closed eyes, and suddenly his chest was tighter and he was having trouble getting air through his lungs. He was vaguely aware of an arm on his shoulder - and taking advantage of the distraction, he used the last bit of his strength to force the emotions back.
Adam whipped his head around to see who saved him from a complete breakdown. It was Lil. She was looking at him curiously, her motherly eyes probing, as she spoke over the music, “Did you want something to drink?”
He shook his head briefly - clearing it - before giving her an apologetic smile and lifting his eyes to the waitress in front of him. She was currently taking Matt’s order, and Adam was taken aback at how attractive he found her. Sexy, actually. She had long amber-brown hair that hung in soft, delicate ringlets around her and she kept doing this cute little head turn to brush her bangs out of her eyes.
Her eyes, they were some of the most gorgeous he’d ever seen. They were lined in black eyeliner, with a bit of shimmery silver eye shadow framing thick, dark lashes. When she glanced down to take an order, her lashes brushed her cheeks, and then suddenly her auburn eyes were looking right into his. Damn, that was quick.
He glanced at her name tag - momentarily distracted by her obvious cleavage poking out of an adorable low cut black v-neck - Alexa, was it? Oh, this was going to be fun. He hadn’t been this attracted to a girl in a long time, and maybe it was the sexual frustration screaming at him, but he really wanted to take her full bottom lip between his teeth and tug on it just to catch her reaction.
Adam noticed everyone around him had gotten a bit quiet; he looked around curiously to observe several different expressions - amusement from Megan and Lil, blank stares from Gokey and Matt, and skipping over Kris, that head tilt and unreadable eyes from Allison.
Adam turned his attention back up to the gorgeous girl who now looked a bit annoyed, hand on her hip, still waiting for him to order. You’re losing her babe.
He flashed a quick, crooked grin, and looked up at her from underneath his lashes, his blue eyes darkening as they smoldered. He mentally patted himself on the back when he noticed the hand on her hip falter, before she moved it to tuck into her belt loop, pulling at her jeans nervously. Every time she pulled on the loop, her shirt rode up a bit to reveal a sliver of soft, pale skin and Adam eyes lingered there briefly before drawing back to her face. Her eyes were unsure and her facial expression was carefully guarded, come-hither lips pouting adorably.
Adam finally spoke up, “Sorry,” he rubbed the back of his neck, something he hadn’t realized he’d picked up from Kris until now, Great time to think about him and glanced around nervously, spreading the fake shame on thick, “I always get kind of woozy in places like these.”
She nodded slowly, her dark eyes probing before responding, “Mhmm, now what can I get you to drink sir?”
Adam tilted his head to the side in mock astonishment, a grin ghosting over his lips, “Sir? Oh come on baby, do I really look that old?” He watched her carefully, noting the flicker of surprise in her eyes when he called her baby.
She seemed to pull herself together though, as she leaned forward slightly Adam getting a clear view down the front of her shirt. He stared attentively before realizing she was close enough for him to smell her breath. Inhaling deeply, his eyes almost rolled into the back of his head when the scent settled on his tongue. She tasted like vodka and spearmint and it made his mouth water.
Adam’s tongue darted out to lick his own lips reflexively as he tilted his head to the side slightly, his eyes staring into the glittery ones in front of him. This has gone way past ‘flirting.’ His mind kept questioning him, reminding him what team he played for - but suddenly he could care less. He was insanely horny, he knew Kris was watching this whole thing and besides, this girl was fucking hot and totally eating out of the palm of his hand.
Alexa’s eyelids fluttered before darting her tongue out to moisten her bottom lip, breathing quickening, and when he felt a small hand squeeze his thigh, he closed the distance - his lips moving against warm, soft ones eagerly. It was different, not as rough and kind of confusing, but not bad. Definitely not bad.
He did exactly what he’d thought about doing not but five minutes ago, and tugged her bottom lip between his teeth, sucking and nibbling before licking at it, feeling more than hearing her moan into his mouth. She tilted her head slightly allowing Adam to slip his tongue into her mouth fully, brushing her tongue a few times before pulling away, a grin prominent on his lips as he studied her.
Her eyes were wild, and her cheeks were flushed, chest rising and falling quickly and unevenly. Damn, way to go babe.
Adam wracked his brain for the cheesiest pick up line he knew, just to see if it would work. Positive it would he lowered his voice and had no trouble speaking in a husky, seductive tone, “Oh, and you can call me Adam, honey. Remember the name; you’ll be screaming it later.” He winked oh-so slowly, and flashed a quick, crooked grin again before rattling off the list of drinks he wanted to order for himself. Three Vodka Tonics, a shot of Grey Goose, and an Apple Martini. He’d hated always having to travel back and forth between the table and the bar; it was such a pain in the ass.
Adam wondered if Alexa had gotten all of that, she was just looking at him - eyes lusty and full of desire - mouth open slightly, and when her tongue darted out to run over her bottom lip his semi-hard cock jerked appreciatively. Settle down there, boy. He knew he wasn’t straight all of the sudden, but the girl in front of him was edging on being a fantastic exception.
He was about to ask her if he needed to repeat the order before her response came, kind of breathy and sultry just causing his dick to twitch again, “Okay…Is there anything else I can get you Adam?” She put emphasis on the word else, practically purring his name, as she glanced at him innocently from underneath dark lashes. Shit, she was good.
“No thank you, sweetheart. Matter of fact,” he glanced around the table seeing if anyone had anything to add and when no one spoke up - he glanced back up to her, “I think that’ll be all for now, but if I need anything you’ll be the first to know.” Adam took his own lip between his teeth suggestively and thank god she was closest to him shifted just enough for her to see the bulge in his pants.
She glanced at his crotch quickly before scurrying off, murmuring something about their order being right up. God, he felt like such a whore. You’ve got to get your libido under control, baby. You’re acting kind of ‘gay boys gone wild’.
Adam smirked to himself and looked at his friends absentmindedly; who were all staring at him, a range of expressions covering their faces. “Yes, I just made out with a girl and yes I’m still gay. Although in my defense she should have been an exception to any and all sexualities because she was fucking hot.” His smile widened when he saw Matt and Gokey nod imperceptibly at the statement.
Matt was the first one to speak up though, “Dude. No fair, you don’t get to go around making out with hot women. Let the single, straight men get a chance.” Adam almost choked on the laugh he was trying to repress, before he looked Matt in the eye and sent him a flirty smile - loving when Matt’s face turned red and he mumbled something about a ‘bathroom’ before leaving the table. Gokey murmured something about going to check on the drinks before he sort of fell out of the booth and stumbled towards the bar.
Megan’s laughter was loud and bubbly, and Adam found himself turning and smiling at her. Her grey eyes twinkled and she was just staring at him before shaking her head and shouting over the loud music, “You are such a flirt, Adam.” She paused briefly, a dark emotion that Adam had never seen crossing her features, before clearing her throat and speaking again, “Since when do you make out with girls?”
Adam turned his body so he was facing her and Lil completely before responding incredulous, eyes wide with mock hurt, “Just because I prefer stubble and cock doesn’t mean I’m not aloud to be attracted to tits and pussy.”
Megan’s eyes glazed over briefly - what the hell was up with her - before she slapped a hand to her mouth suppressing a giggle. Lil was just staring at him, disapproval rolling off of her in waves, but her eyes gave her away as they were lit up with amusement.
He was about to apologize for using such language but the music suddenly seemed to thump harder, and faster, and louder and as he realized what song was playing he nearly fell out of his seat with excitement. Adam looked at Lil and then at Megan, excitement clear in his sparkling eyes, as he grabbed them by the arms and dragged them out onto the dance floor, claiming the whole way, “Ohmygod, this is my jam!”
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