[Fic] I Know Who I Want To Take Me Home (PG-13)
Title: I Know Who I Want To Take Me Home
Author: vanya_elda
Pairing: Kris Allen/Adam Lambert
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1,485
Summary: AU in which Kris visits LA with his brother before Idol and he stumbles across Adam. They make out.
Notes: Inspired by mondler_4ever’s wall kissing prompt. In the same universe as Just Your Average Spring Break and Glitter in the Air. Suspend all your knowledge about the characters’ ages. Otherwise you will be very confused. Just imagine that they’re all very close in age and this is back when Adam was still blond. No beta on this. All the mistakes are mine. For kradingo and kradam_kiss.
I Know Who I Want To Take Me Home
Finding a place to talk is difficult when the bar around you is milling for last call. It’s even more difficult when you aren’t looking so much for a place to talk as you are a place to make out. At least, that’s how it feels in Kris’s case. Adam doesn’t seem to mind all the people in the slightest, but Kris can’t help his eyes that wander around as he sees people he doesn’t know patting on Adam on the back or even congratulating him by name. The only person that Kris knows in this place, he hasn’t seen for what must be nearing two hours.
“What’s the matter, babe?” Adam asks against the corner of Kris’s mouth. He reaffirms his hold on Kris’s hips and digs his thumbs into the bone of each, making Kris shiver and gasp in want.
Kris writhes a little against the uncomfortable wall behind him. He can think of several different things that are “the matter” here, but articulating them? He just murmurs incoherently and closes his eyes as he grips the soft, strawberry blond hair at the back of Adam’s head.
“That’s more like it.”
Adam’s mouth still tastes sweet from whatever drink he had before he slipped into Kris’s life about an hour ago. Kris is actually scared of what his mouth must taste like after the hot wings he shared with Daniel much earlier in the night. It doesn’t bother Adam, though, and Kris actually feels himself rising off the wall as Adam grabs his hand and moves it straight up above their heads as their fingers tangle.
A hand finds its way behind Kris to grab and lift the butt of his baggy jeans. The moan that leaves Kris is soft and swallowed by Adam, who breathes him in like air. Adam holds him resolutely against the wall and practically flattens him, hiding him with a body that Kris is only now getting the chance to really feel.
Adam is malleable and warm beneath the fingertips of Kris’s free hand. The club clothes hide the little bit of bulk that Adam has. Kris is fascinated by the touch of Adam. He smiles when he gets the first shy look of the night as he pinches and gropes Adam’s torso. It gives him a chance to breathe.
“You’re beautiful,” Kris says, dazed from the kissing. There’s sincerity in the words; sincerity he never thought he’d show towards another man.
A smirk twitches on Adam’s lips. He surprises Kris with a hand going between them. Kris sees stars in the dim light when he whacks his head against the wall in shock, not ready for Adam to make such a bold move.
Adam laughs gently. “I was just…” he begins and finishes by demonstrating that he was straightening Kris’s jeans. “The lights are coming up soon,” Adam finishes with a pout.
“Oh,” Kris replies, feeling stupid and embarrassed as he watches Adam shrug off another friend.
Kris summarizes that Adam must come here a lot. It worries Kris to think that this is how friendly Adam is with other people, but he soon forgets it all as Adam’s mouth his hot and heavy on his. Kris wants to melt on the spot as his toes curl in his shoes and he seeks the slightest bit of friction against Adam’s thigh.
Adam pulls back far enough to give Kris a raised eyebrow. Kris is immediately sheepish and feels ridiculous for even trying to make things sexual when he doesn’t have the least bit of an idea of what he’s doing. Adam just grins and presses his forehead down against Kris’s.
“Later,” Adam says and puts a hand to Kris’s chest. He gives an authoritative push back against Kris, which is somehow a relief. Kris isn’t even sure where he would have gone if Adam had let him keep going. And later? Oh gosh, he can’t even begin to fathom leaving here with Adam.
He doesn’t have long to think about it either. His vision pops into vivid color as the lights come up with a sudden flicker. There’s a resounding sort of groan of discontent that Kris can feel coming from the crowd around them. He feels like he’s been thrust in a sudden spotlight as a couple more glad-handers stop to give Adam a pat, but his eyes never leave Kris’s face.
“We’re going to have to move this outside,” Adam says with a sigh as he ropes an arm around Kris. Kris just nods and follows, figuring that the parking lot is the best place to spot his brother anyway, or at least that’s what he’s convinces himself in the seconds in takes to follow Adam’s lead.
The crowd bottlenecks at the doors. It’s loud, obnoxious, and really distracting for Kris who still can’t wrap his head around why anyone would want to come to this pit. Adam’s mouth on his ear, though, is pretty convincing that he is exactly where he needs to be, even if it means blushing new shades of red as Adam whispers to him.
“Do you know how perfect and hot you are? I want to get you out of here. You don’t belong here; we don’t belong here. I want to take you out. I want to show you off. You’re not the new shiny toy - you are the only shiny toy I’ll ever need. I’ll even polish you. How does that sound? I want to take you dancing. Why are you shaking your head? You liked dancing earlier. No? Well, you’ve never been out with me before…”
Kris hangs onto every word and in doing so completely misses the fact that they’ve left the building and are standing outside as other people hail cabs and Adam kisses his flushed neck. He can’t believe that he just agreed to go dancing.
Then Daniel’s voice is suddenly interrupting, shouting his name. Kris shakes his head out of the bubble he’s in with Adam.
“Wait. I’m sorry, my brother,” he says. He turns toward the voice, but clasps Adam’s hand; afraid the other man might just up and disappear now that he’s no longer dreaming. Kris spots Daniel after a second glance toward his voice. Dan is actually running towards them.
“Seriously, Kris? Seriously?” Daniel says as he pulls up short and glances between Kris and Adam like he’s looking at an art project gone confusing.
Kris knows the look, but he’s used to giving the boggled stare to Dan not receiving it. Kris straightens up, “This is Adam,” he says politely. He looks up to see that Adam is trading dubious expressions with Daniel. It makes Kris feel a little flustered.
Daniel just shakes his head. “Whatever. Let’s go. I’ll get a cab.” He doesn’t even give Kris a chance to protest before he’s off, wading into the group of people congregating on the curb.
“That’s my brother, Daniel.”
“Yeah. I figured,” Adam says as he fumbles with his jacket pocket.
Kris remembers that he told Adam about Daniel already. It happened while they were on the dance floor. Oh gosh, Adam was right. He really had danced his butt off. It feels embarrassing, now, except for the fact that Adam had made him feel more confident than he ever had felt before.
Adam pulls out a cell phone and Kris’s smile falters. He knows this night is ending, right here, in this dang parking lot. He wishes there were more, but there could be more, he supposes. They still have two days left in L.A.
Kris releases the hand he’s still clutching and digs out his own cell phone. Adam smiles at him and rattles off a cell number. He laughs lightly when it takes Kris two tries to get it saved and dialed. Adam makes quick work of saving the number and his cell phone is in his pocket, again.
“You spelled it with a ‘K’, right?” Kris asks as Adam claps the back of his neck and tilts his face up. His hand goes to Adam’s shoulder to hold himself up as they kiss. Adam takes his time, sucking on Kris’s lower lip as he nods before pressing their foreheads together.
“The only way I’m letting you out of my sight is if you promise to call me as soon as you get back to the hotel.”
Kris blinks before he slowly agrees. “All right, but why so soon?” He lets out a startled noise as Adam gathers him up into a tight hug.
“I want your voice to be the last thing I hear tonight,” Adam says against his ear and makes Kris fall in love all over again.
Once they’re in the cab, Daniel berates Kris for being so reckless and for never letting on that he’s into guys. Kris just smiles. “It was a night of firsts,” he says and leaves it at that.
Author: vanya_elda
Pairing: Kris Allen/Adam Lambert
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1,485
Summary: AU in which Kris visits LA with his brother before Idol and he stumbles across Adam. They make out.
Notes: Inspired by mondler_4ever’s wall kissing prompt. In the same universe as Just Your Average Spring Break and Glitter in the Air. Suspend all your knowledge about the characters’ ages. Otherwise you will be very confused. Just imagine that they’re all very close in age and this is back when Adam was still blond. No beta on this. All the mistakes are mine. For kradingo and kradam_kiss.
I Know Who I Want To Take Me Home
Finding a place to talk is difficult when the bar around you is milling for last call. It’s even more difficult when you aren’t looking so much for a place to talk as you are a place to make out. At least, that’s how it feels in Kris’s case. Adam doesn’t seem to mind all the people in the slightest, but Kris can’t help his eyes that wander around as he sees people he doesn’t know patting on Adam on the back or even congratulating him by name. The only person that Kris knows in this place, he hasn’t seen for what must be nearing two hours.
“What’s the matter, babe?” Adam asks against the corner of Kris’s mouth. He reaffirms his hold on Kris’s hips and digs his thumbs into the bone of each, making Kris shiver and gasp in want.
Kris writhes a little against the uncomfortable wall behind him. He can think of several different things that are “the matter” here, but articulating them? He just murmurs incoherently and closes his eyes as he grips the soft, strawberry blond hair at the back of Adam’s head.
“That’s more like it.”
Adam’s mouth still tastes sweet from whatever drink he had before he slipped into Kris’s life about an hour ago. Kris is actually scared of what his mouth must taste like after the hot wings he shared with Daniel much earlier in the night. It doesn’t bother Adam, though, and Kris actually feels himself rising off the wall as Adam grabs his hand and moves it straight up above their heads as their fingers tangle.
A hand finds its way behind Kris to grab and lift the butt of his baggy jeans. The moan that leaves Kris is soft and swallowed by Adam, who breathes him in like air. Adam holds him resolutely against the wall and practically flattens him, hiding him with a body that Kris is only now getting the chance to really feel.
Adam is malleable and warm beneath the fingertips of Kris’s free hand. The club clothes hide the little bit of bulk that Adam has. Kris is fascinated by the touch of Adam. He smiles when he gets the first shy look of the night as he pinches and gropes Adam’s torso. It gives him a chance to breathe.
“You’re beautiful,” Kris says, dazed from the kissing. There’s sincerity in the words; sincerity he never thought he’d show towards another man.
A smirk twitches on Adam’s lips. He surprises Kris with a hand going between them. Kris sees stars in the dim light when he whacks his head against the wall in shock, not ready for Adam to make such a bold move.
Adam laughs gently. “I was just…” he begins and finishes by demonstrating that he was straightening Kris’s jeans. “The lights are coming up soon,” Adam finishes with a pout.
“Oh,” Kris replies, feeling stupid and embarrassed as he watches Adam shrug off another friend.
Kris summarizes that Adam must come here a lot. It worries Kris to think that this is how friendly Adam is with other people, but he soon forgets it all as Adam’s mouth his hot and heavy on his. Kris wants to melt on the spot as his toes curl in his shoes and he seeks the slightest bit of friction against Adam’s thigh.
Adam pulls back far enough to give Kris a raised eyebrow. Kris is immediately sheepish and feels ridiculous for even trying to make things sexual when he doesn’t have the least bit of an idea of what he’s doing. Adam just grins and presses his forehead down against Kris’s.
“Later,” Adam says and puts a hand to Kris’s chest. He gives an authoritative push back against Kris, which is somehow a relief. Kris isn’t even sure where he would have gone if Adam had let him keep going. And later? Oh gosh, he can’t even begin to fathom leaving here with Adam.
He doesn’t have long to think about it either. His vision pops into vivid color as the lights come up with a sudden flicker. There’s a resounding sort of groan of discontent that Kris can feel coming from the crowd around them. He feels like he’s been thrust in a sudden spotlight as a couple more glad-handers stop to give Adam a pat, but his eyes never leave Kris’s face.
“We’re going to have to move this outside,” Adam says with a sigh as he ropes an arm around Kris. Kris just nods and follows, figuring that the parking lot is the best place to spot his brother anyway, or at least that’s what he’s convinces himself in the seconds in takes to follow Adam’s lead.
The crowd bottlenecks at the doors. It’s loud, obnoxious, and really distracting for Kris who still can’t wrap his head around why anyone would want to come to this pit. Adam’s mouth on his ear, though, is pretty convincing that he is exactly where he needs to be, even if it means blushing new shades of red as Adam whispers to him.
“Do you know how perfect and hot you are? I want to get you out of here. You don’t belong here; we don’t belong here. I want to take you out. I want to show you off. You’re not the new shiny toy - you are the only shiny toy I’ll ever need. I’ll even polish you. How does that sound? I want to take you dancing. Why are you shaking your head? You liked dancing earlier. No? Well, you’ve never been out with me before…”
Kris hangs onto every word and in doing so completely misses the fact that they’ve left the building and are standing outside as other people hail cabs and Adam kisses his flushed neck. He can’t believe that he just agreed to go dancing.
Then Daniel’s voice is suddenly interrupting, shouting his name. Kris shakes his head out of the bubble he’s in with Adam.
“Wait. I’m sorry, my brother,” he says. He turns toward the voice, but clasps Adam’s hand; afraid the other man might just up and disappear now that he’s no longer dreaming. Kris spots Daniel after a second glance toward his voice. Dan is actually running towards them.
“Seriously, Kris? Seriously?” Daniel says as he pulls up short and glances between Kris and Adam like he’s looking at an art project gone confusing.
Kris knows the look, but he’s used to giving the boggled stare to Dan not receiving it. Kris straightens up, “This is Adam,” he says politely. He looks up to see that Adam is trading dubious expressions with Daniel. It makes Kris feel a little flustered.
Daniel just shakes his head. “Whatever. Let’s go. I’ll get a cab.” He doesn’t even give Kris a chance to protest before he’s off, wading into the group of people congregating on the curb.
“That’s my brother, Daniel.”
“Yeah. I figured,” Adam says as he fumbles with his jacket pocket.
Kris remembers that he told Adam about Daniel already. It happened while they were on the dance floor. Oh gosh, Adam was right. He really had danced his butt off. It feels embarrassing, now, except for the fact that Adam had made him feel more confident than he ever had felt before.
Adam pulls out a cell phone and Kris’s smile falters. He knows this night is ending, right here, in this dang parking lot. He wishes there were more, but there could be more, he supposes. They still have two days left in L.A.
Kris releases the hand he’s still clutching and digs out his own cell phone. Adam smiles at him and rattles off a cell number. He laughs lightly when it takes Kris two tries to get it saved and dialed. Adam makes quick work of saving the number and his cell phone is in his pocket, again.
“You spelled it with a ‘K’, right?” Kris asks as Adam claps the back of his neck and tilts his face up. His hand goes to Adam’s shoulder to hold himself up as they kiss. Adam takes his time, sucking on Kris’s lower lip as he nods before pressing their foreheads together.
“The only way I’m letting you out of my sight is if you promise to call me as soon as you get back to the hotel.”
Kris blinks before he slowly agrees. “All right, but why so soon?” He lets out a startled noise as Adam gathers him up into a tight hug.
“I want your voice to be the last thing I hear tonight,” Adam says against his ear and makes Kris fall in love all over again.
Once they’re in the cab, Daniel berates Kris for being so reckless and for never letting on that he’s into guys. Kris just smiles. “It was a night of firsts,” he says and leaves it at that.