How It Always Should Have Been Chapter 9, Part 1
American Idol 8 RPF: How It Always Should Have Been Chapter 9, Part 1
Author:glambertgalore
Pairing: Kradam, who else?
Summary: How Kradam finally got together and their lives after.
Rating: NC-17 overall
Warnings: Angst, cuz that's how I like to roll.
Beta: My wonderfully supportive friend laurahellomoto
Disclaimer: I do not know these people, and this was just done for fun, and no profit. If you got here by googling yourself or someone you know, for the love of every diety I don't believe in leave now.
Author's Notes: Sorry for the late post! Between the holidays and work and finals, plus a plot issue..well, you know. Part 2 should be up in a couple days. Short but significant chapter, hope you like it. Happy Holidays to all my Kradam friends!
Master Post for this fic:
glambertgalore.livejournal.com/1693.html
How It Always Should Have Been Chapter 9/?
One AM the next morning found Kris, Adam, Kim and Neil Allen and Leila Lambert in the airport getting checked in for a 3:20 flight to Bali. They had moved the flight time up, making sure that there were enough seats for everyone, and that they could all sit together and fly first class. Neil had convinced Kim to take the vacation, and they had insisted Leila come along. Everyone had packed hastily, and anything that Kim, Neil, or Leila might need for the vacation could be purchased when they arrived in Bali.
Kris found himself breathing sigh after sigh of relief, as everyone checked to make sure they had passports and anything else they might need to leave the country. Luckily, Leila never traveled without hers, so the fact that she had been in Arkansas and had decided on this spur of the moment vacation wasn't an issue. Neil had thoughtfully arranged for a car with tinted windows to chauffeur them, just as he had when he and Kim had met the boys at the airport before their coming out party, as well as for a VIP waiting room. In light of the parental units coming with them on vacation, Adam had revealed their destination to Kris, and adjusted the reservations for their accommodations to make sure that they had plenty of privacy, but were still within walking distance of their parents. He had rented a stretch of beach containing three two- story beach cottages, with no other dwellings for three miles, with each house having roughly a mile of private beach. It sounded like heaven to Kris, and once again he was immensely grateful for his thoughtful, efficient boyfriend.
Around 2 30, the group was ushered to early boarding by a security guard, who led them to their seats in first class. Kris settled himself in next to Adam, first looking around to make sure that Kim, Neil, and Leila were settled in comfortably, then lacing his fingers on the armrest with Adam's. After kissing Adam tenderly, he settled in for a long nap for the duration of the flight.
Before they knew it, they were being awakened by the pleasant voice of a stewardess telling them to put their seats in the upright position for landing. Once on the ground and through customs, the group was greeted by a man that had already retrieved their luggage from baggage claim. Apparently, Adam had hired a car service to wait for them here too, and once again Kris grinned. Things were looking better by the second, and the turmoil of the Arkansas coming out backlash was quickly fading to the back of his mind. The impending vacation seemed to be having the same effect on everyone else as well, as they were all smiling and seemed relaxed, the tension of less than twenty-four hours before forgotten.
The driver dropped Leila off at her cottage first, then the Allens, and finally Adam and Kris. The cottage was charming, with candles waiting to be lit in the evening on every available surface, comfortable leather furniture, a small dining room, living room, kitchen, bathroom, and den downstairs, and a large master suite with a smaller second bedroom upstairs. The master suite had its own luxury sunken tub with jets, and an attached luxury shower, making it easy to relax in a tub of scented oil water, then move quickly to the shower, or vice versa.
“Like it?” Adam asked, clearly enjoying Kris's awed reaction to the accommodations.
“Like it?” Kris asked. “I love it! I can't thank you enough,” he gushed. “ I have the best lover in the world. I love you,” he said, then proceeded to kiss Adam passionately, leading him out of the master bath and back into the adjoining bedroom.
Kris pushed Adam backwards onto the king-sized bed with force that belied his small size, never letting his lips leave his lover's, all the while frantically ripping their clothes off, cursing Adam's penchant for buying all of his pants at least two sizes too small. He felt overwhelmed with lust, but also with a a love like none other he had ever felt before, nor dared dream he would ever feel. Adam was his, and he was Adam's, and so they would remain forever.
Their love- making was frantic, and charged with emotion. By the time Adam's huge, hard cock entered Kris's waiting, throbbing hole, Kris was beside himself. He couldn't fathom how he had lived his entire life without this, nor could he imagine ever having to again. The very thought terrified him, and he wept as Adam pounded into him.
When they were done, Adam seemed to notice Kris's tears for the first time. He looked down at Kris with concern written all over his face, finally kissing the tears away as they flowed.
“Baby, what's wrong?” Adam asked. “Did I hurt you?”
“No, no,”Kris assured Adam quickly. “I was just thinking how I could never live without this, without you. The very thought scares the hell out of me.”
Kris paused, thinking of what he was about to say. He didn't want to scare Adam, but he also knew that what he was about to say was right, and he wanted Adam to know just how serious he was, how much he wanted and needed him, always. So, Kris looked up at his lover, wrapping his arms around him more tightly, and uttered two words.
“Marry me?”
TBC
Author:glambertgalore
Pairing: Kradam, who else?
Summary: How Kradam finally got together and their lives after.
Rating: NC-17 overall
Warnings: Angst, cuz that's how I like to roll.
Beta: My wonderfully supportive friend laurahellomoto
Disclaimer: I do not know these people, and this was just done for fun, and no profit. If you got here by googling yourself or someone you know, for the love of every diety I don't believe in leave now.
Author's Notes: Sorry for the late post! Between the holidays and work and finals, plus a plot issue..well, you know. Part 2 should be up in a couple days. Short but significant chapter, hope you like it. Happy Holidays to all my Kradam friends!
Master Post for this fic:
glambertgalore.livejournal.com/1693.html
How It Always Should Have Been Chapter 9/?
One AM the next morning found Kris, Adam, Kim and Neil Allen and Leila Lambert in the airport getting checked in for a 3:20 flight to Bali. They had moved the flight time up, making sure that there were enough seats for everyone, and that they could all sit together and fly first class. Neil had convinced Kim to take the vacation, and they had insisted Leila come along. Everyone had packed hastily, and anything that Kim, Neil, or Leila might need for the vacation could be purchased when they arrived in Bali.
Kris found himself breathing sigh after sigh of relief, as everyone checked to make sure they had passports and anything else they might need to leave the country. Luckily, Leila never traveled without hers, so the fact that she had been in Arkansas and had decided on this spur of the moment vacation wasn't an issue. Neil had thoughtfully arranged for a car with tinted windows to chauffeur them, just as he had when he and Kim had met the boys at the airport before their coming out party, as well as for a VIP waiting room. In light of the parental units coming with them on vacation, Adam had revealed their destination to Kris, and adjusted the reservations for their accommodations to make sure that they had plenty of privacy, but were still within walking distance of their parents. He had rented a stretch of beach containing three two- story beach cottages, with no other dwellings for three miles, with each house having roughly a mile of private beach. It sounded like heaven to Kris, and once again he was immensely grateful for his thoughtful, efficient boyfriend.
Around 2 30, the group was ushered to early boarding by a security guard, who led them to their seats in first class. Kris settled himself in next to Adam, first looking around to make sure that Kim, Neil, and Leila were settled in comfortably, then lacing his fingers on the armrest with Adam's. After kissing Adam tenderly, he settled in for a long nap for the duration of the flight.
Before they knew it, they were being awakened by the pleasant voice of a stewardess telling them to put their seats in the upright position for landing. Once on the ground and through customs, the group was greeted by a man that had already retrieved their luggage from baggage claim. Apparently, Adam had hired a car service to wait for them here too, and once again Kris grinned. Things were looking better by the second, and the turmoil of the Arkansas coming out backlash was quickly fading to the back of his mind. The impending vacation seemed to be having the same effect on everyone else as well, as they were all smiling and seemed relaxed, the tension of less than twenty-four hours before forgotten.
The driver dropped Leila off at her cottage first, then the Allens, and finally Adam and Kris. The cottage was charming, with candles waiting to be lit in the evening on every available surface, comfortable leather furniture, a small dining room, living room, kitchen, bathroom, and den downstairs, and a large master suite with a smaller second bedroom upstairs. The master suite had its own luxury sunken tub with jets, and an attached luxury shower, making it easy to relax in a tub of scented oil water, then move quickly to the shower, or vice versa.
“Like it?” Adam asked, clearly enjoying Kris's awed reaction to the accommodations.
“Like it?” Kris asked. “I love it! I can't thank you enough,” he gushed. “ I have the best lover in the world. I love you,” he said, then proceeded to kiss Adam passionately, leading him out of the master bath and back into the adjoining bedroom.
Kris pushed Adam backwards onto the king-sized bed with force that belied his small size, never letting his lips leave his lover's, all the while frantically ripping their clothes off, cursing Adam's penchant for buying all of his pants at least two sizes too small. He felt overwhelmed with lust, but also with a a love like none other he had ever felt before, nor dared dream he would ever feel. Adam was his, and he was Adam's, and so they would remain forever.
Their love- making was frantic, and charged with emotion. By the time Adam's huge, hard cock entered Kris's waiting, throbbing hole, Kris was beside himself. He couldn't fathom how he had lived his entire life without this, nor could he imagine ever having to again. The very thought terrified him, and he wept as Adam pounded into him.
When they were done, Adam seemed to notice Kris's tears for the first time. He looked down at Kris with concern written all over his face, finally kissing the tears away as they flowed.
“Baby, what's wrong?” Adam asked. “Did I hurt you?”
“No, no,”Kris assured Adam quickly. “I was just thinking how I could never live without this, without you. The very thought scares the hell out of me.”
Kris paused, thinking of what he was about to say. He didn't want to scare Adam, but he also knew that what he was about to say was right, and he wanted Adam to know just how serious he was, how much he wanted and needed him, always. So, Kris looked up at his lover, wrapping his arms around him more tightly, and uttered two words.
“Marry me?”
TBC