May 03, 2009 07:50
“Green, red, green, red, green, red, green, green, green.” Kris mumbles, eyes fixed on the screen before him. “Fuck it!” Adam yells. “Damnit Kris. Do you have to say each color as you play it?” Kris shrugs, “It helps me, so yeah. I do.” Adam rolls his eyes and sighs as he restarts the game for the third time. “I can’t be a Guitar Hero if you keep distracting me like that.” Kris gives him puppy dog eyes and says “Maybe not, but you can help me become a Guitar Hero. Come help me get my fingers right. You’re so good at this. This is way harder than real guitar.” Adam snorts. “It’s really not. You’re just not very good yet...”
But Adam complies anyway, standing behind Kris. “Here, let me just…” He trails off, moving Kris’ fingers to different colored keys and shamelessly presses his hard-on into the younger man’s ass, moaning at the pressure. Kris’ breath hitches. “F-fuck, Adam.” Adam chuckles breathy and dark. “You like?” He rolls his hips for emphasis. “Nngh. I want...” Kris reaches around and grabs Adam’s ass, letting the guitar hang from the strap around his neck. Adam pulls away and Kris whines at the loss of contact. Adam takes the guitar and places it against the wall, turning off the game. He takes Kris’ hand and leads him to the bedroom. “I’ll show you what else I’m good at.” Adam says before closing the door behind them.
adam lambert,
guitar hero,
kris allen