Happy Birthday Lover!
Title: Happy Birthday Lover!
Author: cunningdeb
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: adam/kris
Summary: Kris received his birthday presents from his kids yesterday. What will his husband give him tonight?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Adam or Kris, just the kids and the nanny. This story is fiction.
Part of my Allen-Lambert verse but this ficlet is all about Adam and Kris.
Thanks to my LJ friends who offered their preferences for Kris’ birthday fic. Even with your help, I still couldn’t decide so I wrote two of them, one family friendly and the other not so much ;)
This is the ‘not so much’ one ;)
Link to the family friendly ficlet ~ http://cunningdeb.livejournal.com/77053.html#cutid1
~~~ ♥ ~~~
“Bye Daddy!” Hannah yelled, running into the family room, waving and running out.
“Woah Sweetpea!” She stopped in her tracks. “Are you going somewhere?”
Adam appeared around the corner, two overnight bags in his hands.
“No baby, you and I are going somewhere.”
“We are?”
“Uh-huh.”
Realization washed over Kris and a smile brightened the room.
“Is this my birthday present?”
“Uh-huh.”
On his feet, Kris ran out of the room, through the foyer and out the door.
“Bye Hannah!”
~~~ ♥ ~~~
They’d been heading north along the coast for almost two hours and Kris had no idea where they were going until he saw the ‘Welcome to Santa Barbara’ sign. The couple had often talked about coming here for a vacation but it never seemed to come about … until today.
“Surprised?” Adam asked softly.
“Thrilled. Thank you lover; this is a wonderful birthday present.”
Life had been very hectic for them in resent months. Joshua had come into their lives unexpectedly and although it meant a lot of quick adjustments, they never regretted having the little guy with them. They were also both working on projects and time together had been at a premium. It would have been nice to get away for the weekend but it wasn’t in the cards. They’d just have to make the most out of one night they had.
Adam and Kris had left around 4pm and though they were anxious to get to the hotel, they needed to eat.
“Why don’t we drop our bags off at the Four Seasons then go out and eat?” Kris had asked.
“Because the minute I get you in our room, we are not leaving again until we have to,” was the reply.
Such a reply got Kris rock hard. He would have asked his husband to do something about it but they were going to a nice restaurant and he didn’t want to them to look a mess.
Dinner at Downey’s was delicious. They started with the Santa Rosa Island Crab Salad with cantaloupe and fresh ginger-lime dressing, followed by Fresh Pea Soup with crème fraiche and marjoram, and finished with entrées of Grilled Duck with Cabernet Sauce for Adam and Braised Pork Loin in Bourbon for Kris.
“How’s your dinner?” Adam asked.
“Well, it’s no Happy Meal but its good,” Kris replied, a twinkle in his eyes.
“I suppose not … but dessert will be.”
“Damn.”
~~~ ♥ ~~~
The Four Season’s Biltmore was a beautiful Mediterranean style hotel. The gardens and grounds were green and lush and the lobby was charming ….
That’s all that registered with Adam and Kris.
Their minds were elsewhere.
As soon as the door to their room closed and locked, clothes were hitting the floor and hands were hitting their sweet spots. Kris was feeling toppy and Adam gladly relinquished his usual role, letting his man do what he wanted. Stretching out on his back, Adam ran a hand through Kris’ hair as his husband suckled his balls and turned the rest of his body to mush while working his cock until is was hot, hard and leaking.
“Baby … ugh, p-please,” Adam begged, tightening his grip in Kris’ hair, trying to bring that talented mouth up to his engorged head.
Kris looked up with lust filled eyes and grasped the base of his husband’s cock before slowly running his rough tongue over the tip. Adam whimpered with each torturous touch. Every so often, the tongue left the top and curled around the sides, feeling the big cock throb with each touch. The groaning and begging was getting louder and louder until Kris decided to put his man out of his misery.
Before engulfing him in his hot mouth, Kris declared roughly, “Hannah can keep that lollipop … this is the only candy I want to lick.”
Adam let go of the bobbing head, clutching at the sheets instead. He tried thrusting his hips up and Kris held him down, wanting to be in control of the mouth fucking. Adam felt a tightening in his groin and knew he was about to explode.
“Imma … Imma … ugh ….”
Kris sealed his lips around the head and when the explosion came, he swallowed it all, sucking until he milked his man dry. When the last drops on his lips, Kris crawled up and they kissed, salty and sweet. Completely blissed out, Adam lazily ran a hand over his husband’s back as Kris sprawled on top of him.
“I feel like I’m the one that got the gift,” Adam sighed.
“Feel like sharing?”
Adam raised an eyebrow.
“You lookin’ for a lickin’ baby.”
“Uh huh, I’m so hard it hurts.”
Gently maneuvering Kris onto his back, Adam settled between his legs.
“Let me help you with that.”
~~~ ♥ ~~~
After they’d gotten each other off, the couple headed to the luxury bathroom and the spacious shower. Under the pulsing water flow, they washed each other then had to do it again when they couldn’t keep their hands to themselves.
Some time later they were in the bedroom again, clad only in towels. Kris looked through the overnight bag Adam had packed for him ~ shaving kit, shampoo, toothpaste and slippers. He wasn’t surprised to find no change of clothes or sleepwear; why would they cover up if they didn’t have to, especially when there wasn’t a demanding three year old ready to burst into their room.
“Oh baaaaabyyyyyyy,” Adam called playfully.
Kris turned and found him on the bed, towel on the floor, and hand patting the bed.
Dropping his towel as well, Kris climbed onto the bed and they kissed. Kris’ hand travel over Adam’s hip and settled between his cheeks.
“You know what I want to do?”
“I have a feeling.”
“Could I?”
“Wellllll, it is your birthday … and you know I can’t deny you anything.”
“I love you and I promise I’ll make you feel soooo gooood.”
“I know you will lover,” Adam purred, his voice and words overflowing with trust. “How do you want me?”
“Hands and knees.”
Adam assumed the position and handed his husband the bottle of lube on the bedside table. He didn’t bottom often but when he did, Kris always took care of him. He heard the cap pop open and sucked in his breath as the cold liquid ran over his hole and then Kris’ finger was there, stroking and slowly going in. It had been a long time and he was really tight. A second and a third followed, stretching and opening him. When he couldn’t stand it any more, Kris covered himself in gel and entered.
“My gawd Adam,” Kris groaned, “so tight … so hot.”
Unable to wait, Adam started moving until Kris grabbed his hips and took over, starting slowly then speeding up until skin slapped as he pounded into him. Adam’s cock was hard and leaking and he adjusted his weight so he could reach down and jerk off. Before he made contact, though, his hand was slapped away.
“Mine!” Kris growled.
“Please … baby ….”
“No! And you can’t come til I tell you!”
Dom!Kris was so fuckin’ hot Adam got even harder, if possible, but he did as he was told. Arms giving out, he hugged the pillow to his chest while his ass stayed up. He could tell when Kris was ready to come; he felt the cock inside him pulse and then liquid heat filled him. When Kris draped over his back and started licking the sweat beaded there, still impaled, Adam carefully lowered them down, not just for his man’s sake but for his still hard cock. Even the friction of the sheet was nearly too much but he’d promised he wouldn’t let go until Kris told him.
Kris was lost in his own world and when he heard Adam groan, he realized his man was waiting for release. Losing one connection in favor of another, he slipped out and rolled Adam over. Seeing the engorged cock waiting for him renewed his energy and he took the lube, wet his fingers and reached back, prepping himself quickly. The entire time, their eyes stayed locked. He probably should have taken more time but his legs were shaking and he needed that man inside him yesterday. Lubing Adam up generously, he straddled his hips, lined them up and bottomed out in one fluid motion. Both men cried out in pain and pleasure. Neither one moved, just closed their eyes and panted. Adam made the first move, thrusting his hips upwards. Kris rode the buck then leaning back and bracing his arms on the mattress he started to ride. It took a minute or two for them to develop a rhythm, both men lost in their own desperation to connect. Adam’s larger hands took a firm hold on his husband’s waist and together they reached Nirvana.
“B-Baby … p-please … I need … I wanna come … please!”
Kris was licking his lips and could only grunt his permission. Moments later, Adam’s body seized and he shot his seed into his man. In turn, Kris’ hard cock which had been slapping the other man’s abdomen, twitched violently and he came as well, all over the chest beneath him.
Flicking sweaty hair off his forehead, Kris looked at the sexy mess beneath and around and in him and declared, “Happy Fuckin’ Birthday to me.”
~~~ ♥ ~~~
“Thank you,” Kris beamed as he stepped aside for room service to wheel in a table covered in white linen and topped with a bottle of chilling champagne and flutes, a bowl of strawberries and a double chocolate cheesecake.
The men had worked up quite a hunger and after their second shower where they behaved themselves ~ a little bit ~ they decided to relax and have some refreshments. Kris thanked the server and gave her a generous tip. She thanked him with a smile and winked before leaving. He wheeled the table further into the room then joined his husband at the open balcony door, drawing the hotel’s fluffy white robes around themselves.
“It’s a glorious night,” Adam commented contently.
“It would have been glorious even in the middle of a hurricane.”
Adam looked down at his husband with so much love, Kris felt his breath catch. They kissed gently, tenderly, and then their stomachs rumbled in tandem and they laughed.
“So, do you want to sit on the balcony?”
Looking down at the intricate iron chairs, Adam cringed and moved inside, hand gingerly rubbing his ass.
“I don’t know about you but I need something softer right now. Let’s stretch out on the bed.”
Kris was about to tell Adam he kinda begged for it until he moved too fast and got his own pain in the ass.
“Sounds like a brilliant idea. Where’s the remote?”
They were in the middle of a sappy romance movie from the 1970s when Adam’s cell rang. It was Mrs. Willowby and the men panicked, thinking something had happened to the kids. When he answered, their fears were calmed. It was nothing tragic, just a little girl who couldn’t go to sleep until she had night-nights from her parents.
“Daddy?”
They had the phone held out so they could both talk and listen.
“Yes Sweetpea,” he answered, fighting back a yawn.
“You left your dolly behind. What are you going to cuddle tonight?”
Kris was yawning again so Adam stepped in to reassure her.
“Daddy will be fine Hannah. I’ll cuddle with him.”
“He’ll like that. You cuddle good.”
“Good night baby girl, we’ll see tomorrow.”
“Night Papa. Night Daddy.”
Hannah hung up and Adam chuckled, “She’s a character, that girl. Kris?”
Looking down, Adam found his love fast asleep. Moving aside their half eaten slices of cheesecake, he shut off the TV and the light, then snuggled in beside him and whispered:
“Happy Birthday Lover.”
~~~ ♥ ~~~
Four Season’s Exterior ~ http://press.fourseasons.com/images/press/hotel_landing_page_30_0.jpg
The boy’s love nest (sorry, it’s fuzzy) ~ http://s.startle.com/img/properties/Property_FourSeasonsResortTheBiltmoreSantaBarbara_CentralCoastCalifornia_Hotel_Guestroom_creditFourSeasonsResortTheBiltmoreSantaBarbara.jpg
Author: cunningdeb
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: adam/kris
Summary: Kris received his birthday presents from his kids yesterday. What will his husband give him tonight?
Disclaimer: I don’t own Adam or Kris, just the kids and the nanny. This story is fiction.
Part of my Allen-Lambert verse but this ficlet is all about Adam and Kris.
Thanks to my LJ friends who offered their preferences for Kris’ birthday fic. Even with your help, I still couldn’t decide so I wrote two of them, one family friendly and the other not so much ;)
This is the ‘not so much’ one ;)
Link to the family friendly ficlet ~ http://cunningdeb.livejournal.com/77053.html#cutid1
~~~ ♥ ~~~
“Bye Daddy!” Hannah yelled, running into the family room, waving and running out.
“Woah Sweetpea!” She stopped in her tracks. “Are you going somewhere?”
Adam appeared around the corner, two overnight bags in his hands.
“No baby, you and I are going somewhere.”
“We are?”
“Uh-huh.”
Realization washed over Kris and a smile brightened the room.
“Is this my birthday present?”
“Uh-huh.”
On his feet, Kris ran out of the room, through the foyer and out the door.
“Bye Hannah!”
~~~ ♥ ~~~
They’d been heading north along the coast for almost two hours and Kris had no idea where they were going until he saw the ‘Welcome to Santa Barbara’ sign. The couple had often talked about coming here for a vacation but it never seemed to come about … until today.
“Surprised?” Adam asked softly.
“Thrilled. Thank you lover; this is a wonderful birthday present.”
Life had been very hectic for them in resent months. Joshua had come into their lives unexpectedly and although it meant a lot of quick adjustments, they never regretted having the little guy with them. They were also both working on projects and time together had been at a premium. It would have been nice to get away for the weekend but it wasn’t in the cards. They’d just have to make the most out of one night they had.
Adam and Kris had left around 4pm and though they were anxious to get to the hotel, they needed to eat.
“Why don’t we drop our bags off at the Four Seasons then go out and eat?” Kris had asked.
“Because the minute I get you in our room, we are not leaving again until we have to,” was the reply.
Such a reply got Kris rock hard. He would have asked his husband to do something about it but they were going to a nice restaurant and he didn’t want to them to look a mess.
Dinner at Downey’s was delicious. They started with the Santa Rosa Island Crab Salad with cantaloupe and fresh ginger-lime dressing, followed by Fresh Pea Soup with crème fraiche and marjoram, and finished with entrées of Grilled Duck with Cabernet Sauce for Adam and Braised Pork Loin in Bourbon for Kris.
“How’s your dinner?” Adam asked.
“Well, it’s no Happy Meal but its good,” Kris replied, a twinkle in his eyes.
“I suppose not … but dessert will be.”
“Damn.”
~~~ ♥ ~~~
The Four Season’s Biltmore was a beautiful Mediterranean style hotel. The gardens and grounds were green and lush and the lobby was charming ….
That’s all that registered with Adam and Kris.
Their minds were elsewhere.
As soon as the door to their room closed and locked, clothes were hitting the floor and hands were hitting their sweet spots. Kris was feeling toppy and Adam gladly relinquished his usual role, letting his man do what he wanted. Stretching out on his back, Adam ran a hand through Kris’ hair as his husband suckled his balls and turned the rest of his body to mush while working his cock until is was hot, hard and leaking.
“Baby … ugh, p-please,” Adam begged, tightening his grip in Kris’ hair, trying to bring that talented mouth up to his engorged head.
Kris looked up with lust filled eyes and grasped the base of his husband’s cock before slowly running his rough tongue over the tip. Adam whimpered with each torturous touch. Every so often, the tongue left the top and curled around the sides, feeling the big cock throb with each touch. The groaning and begging was getting louder and louder until Kris decided to put his man out of his misery.
Before engulfing him in his hot mouth, Kris declared roughly, “Hannah can keep that lollipop … this is the only candy I want to lick.”
Adam let go of the bobbing head, clutching at the sheets instead. He tried thrusting his hips up and Kris held him down, wanting to be in control of the mouth fucking. Adam felt a tightening in his groin and knew he was about to explode.
“Imma … Imma … ugh ….”
Kris sealed his lips around the head and when the explosion came, he swallowed it all, sucking until he milked his man dry. When the last drops on his lips, Kris crawled up and they kissed, salty and sweet. Completely blissed out, Adam lazily ran a hand over his husband’s back as Kris sprawled on top of him.
“I feel like I’m the one that got the gift,” Adam sighed.
“Feel like sharing?”
Adam raised an eyebrow.
“You lookin’ for a lickin’ baby.”
“Uh huh, I’m so hard it hurts.”
Gently maneuvering Kris onto his back, Adam settled between his legs.
“Let me help you with that.”
~~~ ♥ ~~~
After they’d gotten each other off, the couple headed to the luxury bathroom and the spacious shower. Under the pulsing water flow, they washed each other then had to do it again when they couldn’t keep their hands to themselves.
Some time later they were in the bedroom again, clad only in towels. Kris looked through the overnight bag Adam had packed for him ~ shaving kit, shampoo, toothpaste and slippers. He wasn’t surprised to find no change of clothes or sleepwear; why would they cover up if they didn’t have to, especially when there wasn’t a demanding three year old ready to burst into their room.
“Oh baaaaabyyyyyyy,” Adam called playfully.
Kris turned and found him on the bed, towel on the floor, and hand patting the bed.
Dropping his towel as well, Kris climbed onto the bed and they kissed. Kris’ hand travel over Adam’s hip and settled between his cheeks.
“You know what I want to do?”
“I have a feeling.”
“Could I?”
“Wellllll, it is your birthday … and you know I can’t deny you anything.”
“I love you and I promise I’ll make you feel soooo gooood.”
“I know you will lover,” Adam purred, his voice and words overflowing with trust. “How do you want me?”
“Hands and knees.”
Adam assumed the position and handed his husband the bottle of lube on the bedside table. He didn’t bottom often but when he did, Kris always took care of him. He heard the cap pop open and sucked in his breath as the cold liquid ran over his hole and then Kris’ finger was there, stroking and slowly going in. It had been a long time and he was really tight. A second and a third followed, stretching and opening him. When he couldn’t stand it any more, Kris covered himself in gel and entered.
“My gawd Adam,” Kris groaned, “so tight … so hot.”
Unable to wait, Adam started moving until Kris grabbed his hips and took over, starting slowly then speeding up until skin slapped as he pounded into him. Adam’s cock was hard and leaking and he adjusted his weight so he could reach down and jerk off. Before he made contact, though, his hand was slapped away.
“Mine!” Kris growled.
“Please … baby ….”
“No! And you can’t come til I tell you!”
Dom!Kris was so fuckin’ hot Adam got even harder, if possible, but he did as he was told. Arms giving out, he hugged the pillow to his chest while his ass stayed up. He could tell when Kris was ready to come; he felt the cock inside him pulse and then liquid heat filled him. When Kris draped over his back and started licking the sweat beaded there, still impaled, Adam carefully lowered them down, not just for his man’s sake but for his still hard cock. Even the friction of the sheet was nearly too much but he’d promised he wouldn’t let go until Kris told him.
Kris was lost in his own world and when he heard Adam groan, he realized his man was waiting for release. Losing one connection in favor of another, he slipped out and rolled Adam over. Seeing the engorged cock waiting for him renewed his energy and he took the lube, wet his fingers and reached back, prepping himself quickly. The entire time, their eyes stayed locked. He probably should have taken more time but his legs were shaking and he needed that man inside him yesterday. Lubing Adam up generously, he straddled his hips, lined them up and bottomed out in one fluid motion. Both men cried out in pain and pleasure. Neither one moved, just closed their eyes and panted. Adam made the first move, thrusting his hips upwards. Kris rode the buck then leaning back and bracing his arms on the mattress he started to ride. It took a minute or two for them to develop a rhythm, both men lost in their own desperation to connect. Adam’s larger hands took a firm hold on his husband’s waist and together they reached Nirvana.
“B-Baby … p-please … I need … I wanna come … please!”
Kris was licking his lips and could only grunt his permission. Moments later, Adam’s body seized and he shot his seed into his man. In turn, Kris’ hard cock which had been slapping the other man’s abdomen, twitched violently and he came as well, all over the chest beneath him.
Flicking sweaty hair off his forehead, Kris looked at the sexy mess beneath and around and in him and declared, “Happy Fuckin’ Birthday to me.”
~~~ ♥ ~~~
“Thank you,” Kris beamed as he stepped aside for room service to wheel in a table covered in white linen and topped with a bottle of chilling champagne and flutes, a bowl of strawberries and a double chocolate cheesecake.
The men had worked up quite a hunger and after their second shower where they behaved themselves ~ a little bit ~ they decided to relax and have some refreshments. Kris thanked the server and gave her a generous tip. She thanked him with a smile and winked before leaving. He wheeled the table further into the room then joined his husband at the open balcony door, drawing the hotel’s fluffy white robes around themselves.
“It’s a glorious night,” Adam commented contently.
“It would have been glorious even in the middle of a hurricane.”
Adam looked down at his husband with so much love, Kris felt his breath catch. They kissed gently, tenderly, and then their stomachs rumbled in tandem and they laughed.
“So, do you want to sit on the balcony?”
Looking down at the intricate iron chairs, Adam cringed and moved inside, hand gingerly rubbing his ass.
“I don’t know about you but I need something softer right now. Let’s stretch out on the bed.”
Kris was about to tell Adam he kinda begged for it until he moved too fast and got his own pain in the ass.
“Sounds like a brilliant idea. Where’s the remote?”
They were in the middle of a sappy romance movie from the 1970s when Adam’s cell rang. It was Mrs. Willowby and the men panicked, thinking something had happened to the kids. When he answered, their fears were calmed. It was nothing tragic, just a little girl who couldn’t go to sleep until she had night-nights from her parents.
“Daddy?”
They had the phone held out so they could both talk and listen.
“Yes Sweetpea,” he answered, fighting back a yawn.
“You left your dolly behind. What are you going to cuddle tonight?”
Kris was yawning again so Adam stepped in to reassure her.
“Daddy will be fine Hannah. I’ll cuddle with him.”
“He’ll like that. You cuddle good.”
“Good night baby girl, we’ll see tomorrow.”
“Night Papa. Night Daddy.”
Hannah hung up and Adam chuckled, “She’s a character, that girl. Kris?”
Looking down, Adam found his love fast asleep. Moving aside their half eaten slices of cheesecake, he shut off the TV and the light, then snuggled in beside him and whispered:
“Happy Birthday Lover.”
~~~ ♥ ~~~
Four Season’s Exterior ~ http://press.fourseasons.com/images/press/hotel_landing_page_30_0.jpg
The boy’s love nest (sorry, it’s fuzzy) ~ http://s.startle.com/img/properties/Property_FourSeasonsResortTheBiltmoreSantaBarbara_CentralCoastCalifornia_Hotel_Guestroom_creditFourSeasonsResortTheBiltmoreSantaBarbara.jpg
