The Proposal 4 / 10
Ah, Kradam. The lovely boys again. Not mine obviously - only each others. Mostly written from Adam's POV except for one part in Kris' POV because it had to roll like that. Also includes some Brad/ Adam and Brad/ Kris friendship stuff in the middle (that guy is cute to write).
Part 4 has some Bradam and some angst.
This is a ten part fic and I have it all written up already, but need to still post in parts due to the fact its too long otherwise. Anyway the suspense is better that way! But at least you will get updates very quickly. The story mostly centres around the LA show in response to requests from my Glittery friends over at Gossip Candy, but then moves on to the end of the tour because thats the way the muse took it.
Rating: definitely NC 17 overall.
Warning: Matt stans should note that he is not protrayed at all sympathetically in this fic. Sorry but it just worked out that way. Therefore read at your own peril.
Previous parts
Part 1 sissygalore.livejournal.com/1606.html
Part 2 sissygalore.livejournal.com/1956.htm
Part 3 sissygalore.livejournal.com/2138.html
The Proposal
Part 4
The 'friends' room was humming with people for the meet and greet that evening. Much more than usual Adam thought with satisfaction, and at least half of them he knew. And even a smattering of celebrities too he noticed with interest. He beamed and waved delightedly as he weaved his way through the humming crowd, hugging and laughing and kissing familiar faces, his eyes dancing, mouth aching slightly from smiling too much. The room was packed and everyone wanted their little piece of him. Stopping to pose for another picture with his arms around yet another acquaintance every minute or so he felt buzzed and happy. Suddenly there was a familiar hand rubbing and squeezing his ass. Adam turned slowly to look down at Brad grinning up at him cheekily, his huge brown eyes dancing.
'Well, well, Mr Lambert' Brad cooed 'quite the star of the show tonight weren't we?'
'Hey baby, you came!' Adam squealed back, sweeping him up into a hug and half spinning him round, delighted to see his ex again after so long. He looked beautiful and very twinky Adam thought appreciatively, noting Brads tight black outfit and lithe bare arms. 'And did you get all dressed up just for me?' Adam teased.
'Well I couldn't exactly come and see my famous boy looking like shit now could I? Especially the way you look tonight! Wow honey, you're glowing! Anyone I know?' Brad reached up to plant a kiss on Adam's cheek in greeting.
'And anyway, we're going clubbing later remember? You still up for it when you get done here? Everyone's dying to see you again' he grinned with a slow wink.
'Sure Brad, if you can wait another hour til we get done here' Adam gestured around the packed room.
'Oh, so its 'we' now is it?' Brad laughed. 'Tell me honey, am I gonna be a bridesmaid soon? or were you just reminding your cute little friend about the last time you blew him up there on stage tonight?'
Adam's eyes widened with a look of mock horror 'I simply don't know what you are referring to Brad' Adam responded, pushing into Brad's chest with a long finger before his face creased into a wide helpless grin.
Adam lowered his voice and smiled into Brad's mocking eyes. 'You know very well there's someone I'd like you to meet. Stop teasing me.'
'Hmm, I think I'm gonna meet him sooner than you think hon, 'cos he's coming right this way ay' Brad whispered back in a sing song voice. Adam looked up to see Kris making his way across the room to join them, a slight frown on his face. 'He's here' Brad hissed in mock drama just as Kris stopped level with the two giggling friends.
'Hey I'm Kris Allen' muttered Kris, jutting out his hand to Brad. 'Hope I'm not interrupting anything' he flashed a look at Adam before returning his gaze to Brad. 'Hi, I'm Brad' returned Brad smoothly touching Kris' outstretched palm with the tips of his fingers loosely. 'Adam and I are old friends' he gushed.
'Yeah, I know, nice to meet you' said Kris looking like he wasn't sure if he meant it or not. Adam stared at Kris for a moment. Kris is jealous! Adam felt a slight rush thread through him. He shook himself into action, reaching out to run his hands over both their shoulders giving them each a sight squeeze.
'OK, now you two have met, how about you and I go finish working this room so we can get down to the club all the sooner?' he turned to query Kris with an arched eyebrow.
'Yeah, man...er, what?' Kris looked up quickly at him in surprise, eyes wider now.
'Well, Brad's here to take us to the club we used to go all the time. Its a great place, you'll love it Kris. And anyway I won't take no for an answer 'cause I want to introduce you to all my friends there' Adam beamed back at him with finality.
'Er, well I dunno Adam, we got to be up early for that Ford car thing tomorrow you know' stuttered Kris, looking back up at him and then over to Brad, the frown deepening slightly on his face.
'Aw, c'mon honey, it'll be cool' Brad smirked back at Kris, rubbing his arm warmly in encouragement. 'And anyway, Adam just wants to show you off to everyone.'
Kris' cheeks flushed pink and Brad threw his head back in a peel of laughter. 'Oh my, too cute! They are gonna love you!' he giggled.
The club was dark and hot and throbbing, just the way Adam remembered it as the three of them descended down the slick staircase inside the front door. A waft of air humid with condensation and the faint smell of weed greeted them as they stepped into the dark mass moving of bodies below. It was loud! Leading the way through the deafening fog Adam manoeuvred purposefully through the thumping bass and the press of hot bodies to the chill out area at the back of the long room. Looking back he saw that Brad had gripped hold of Kris' wrist to guide him through the unfamiliar territory.
Adam stopped to wait, a beaming smile on his face, eyes locked on Kris, watching him gazing intently around. Adam always forgot how his long legs carried him forward faster. The three of them pushed through to the banks of leather couches and low tables at the rear, to the waiting group of friends lolling and chatting idly. Shrieks greeted Adam's appearance as he loomed suddenly over them. A slight dark haired girl flung herself at Adam wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him in excitement. 'Hey hey Alisan' laughed Adam, swaying with the impact, delighted at the warm welcome. 'Hey James, hey Cassidy, hey everyone' he beamed again, one arm wrapped around Alisan's waist, the other waving as all his grinning friends stood up to jostle each other to be the first to squeeze Adam and kiss him warmly.
Adam manage to disentangle himself after a couple of minutes and turned to see that Brad had settled Kris into another couch at right angles to the group, leaving a space just big enough for Adam to squeeze in besides them. Brad was a sweetie thought Adam warmly. Kris looked up at Adam with a shy smile and Adam gestured towards him shouting above the racket, 'Hey everyone, I want you all to meet Kris Allen'. Kris waved back bashfully as at least fifteen animated people all waved and smiled over at him grinning inanely, teeth glowing white under the ultraviolet light. Adam looked down at Kris and felt a surge of pride wash over him. Without thinking he leaned over and kissed Kris lightly on the cheek as his friends all whooped and hollered their approval. Then he was quickly recaptured by their excited arms pulling him towards them, demanding to know all his latest plans and gossip.
Adam finally looked up after what seems like hours of answering a barrage of questions and firing his own back in return to realise that Kris and Brad were not there. That they hadn't been there for quite some time. Wending his way slowly through the crowded club, pausing to smile or wave sweetly as someone or another he vaguely knew tried to distract him, Adam made his way slowly through the throb of music and pulse of strobes to the bar. He spied Kris and Brad propped against the fake marble counter top and was just about to pounce on them when he noticed the tense look on both their faces. They were locked deep in conversation and it didn't take a genius to recognise they were talking about him. Adam hovered a foot behind them, unsure whether to interrupt. He heard Kris' voice float above the pulse of the music, 'I dunno Brad, moving in together is a big deal...' Adam stiffened, alert, shocked. 'I mean, with me and Katy only just broken up, y'know... and then there's all the media attention...its gonna be ten times more crazy if we actually move in together...'
Adam reeled away, not wanting to hear any more. His heart pounding in his chest, his mind racing, he staggered back from the couple at the bar. What? Kris is discussing this with Brad? Before even giving him an answer? Adam really can't believe that he could have misplaced his trust in Kris. He knows Kris. And yet what did he just hear? Adam walked back to the group at the rear of the club in a kind of daze. Kris is having doubts? Kris isn't sure about their relationship. No, no, it can't be true. Kris loves him. But he said he's worried about the media attention. About only just splitting up with Katy? Someone put a drink into Adam's hand as he slumped down in his seat and he drained the glass gratefully in one go.
Adam's mind flew back to the night before their final top 2 performances, when he and Kris had spent their last night together in the mansion. Alone. They were in bed, legs and arms hooked around each others naked limbs, not able to let go into sleep even though it was well past 3am.
'I gotta tell Katy the marriage is over' Kris had said with a deep sigh. 'I know she knows, but its like she just doesn't want to believe it. Its like she wants to pretend you and me are just friends, but I know she knows its more than that. I can feel it every time we talk. And I gotta be honest with her. I owe her that much at least.'
Adam had stroked his fingers over Kris' heated skin and smoothed them fluidly through his damp hair. He gently kissed Kris' swollen lips. 'Baby I know this is hard but... but what if its better for you to go back to Katy? To, er, to try to make a go of it with her again?' There was a hitch in his voice that Kris didn't seem to notice.
Kris had stared at him incredulously. 'Wh...what?' was all he could mutter in reply. 'But I love you Adam. And I know you love me. I can't believe you would say that!' Kris' voice wavered as he looked at Adam, his eyes widening, moist.
Adam sighed. 'Well, for the sake of your career and everything... maybe it would be for the best y'know?'
Kris had shook his head vehemently. 'No! No way. I want to be with you. Always! I know Katy's gonna fucking hate me and that we probably won't be able to say anything about splitting up, or about me and you while we are still under contract...but I need to be with you Adam. I need you' Kris had pleaded.
'Oh, Kris. You know I need you too. But just think about it honey. Don't do anything hasty' Adam replied pulling him in closer still.
'Hey Adam, you look far too sober sweetie, you need to celebrate!' His friend Cassidy sashayed in front of him, laughing into Adam's solemn face and pushing a Grey Goose into his numb fingers. 'C'mon, here have another drink.' Fifteen minutes later and Adam had three vodka Martini's under his belt and was starting to feel the effects. Fuck it he finally thought to himself. If Kris can't handle their relationship becoming public after all they'd talked about that's his problem.
Looking around at the laughing faces he felt loose and alive. The alcohol was buzzing in his veins and he wanted to dance. He hadn't eaten much the last few days due to their hectic schedule. The performances every night really burnt off a lot of energy and he was starting to feel light headed. Part of his brain knew he'd already drunk more than he should but he didn't care. 'Lets dance baby!' shouted Alisan in his ear. Adam grinned and reached up for her to pull him out of the deep couch and drag him onto the dance floor.
As soon as he was there the rhythm hit him like a hammer. Heated bodies surrounded him and the music pulsed through his skin with a hot, sharp throb. There were hands on his body that he didn't recognise. Adam felt someone grind up against him and more than one pair of hands were pulling and rubbing across his ass and thighs. The dance floor was packed and Adam was hot property. He realised his eyes were shut against the blinding strobes and opened them to see a slight dark haired guy of maybe twenty or so he didn't recognise dancing directly in front of him, fingers gripping Adam's hips, grinding against his thigh as he looked up at Adam with an unmistakable glint.
Adam smiled slow and wicked as he felt the alcohol working him loose. Placing his hands on the slender hips in front of him he pushed them back and forth in time to the beat. The lights were whirling and the music was pounding through him as he threw his head back and laughed, feeling his anger slipping away with the throb of the beat.
Suddenly there was another pair of hands low against his back and this time he knew just exactly who those fingers belonged to. He spun around, instantly forgetting his former dance partner to grip Kris' waist and sway and dip him along in time to the music. Kris' fingers dug deeper into Adam's flesh and he looked down to see a hard stare levelled up at him. 'What the fuck are you doing Adam?' Kris hissed, jaw set tight.
'Baby, baby, its all good.' Adam tried to pull Kris closer into his body but Kris resisted. Leaning down to press his mouth against Kris' ear, alcohol loosening his tongue he shouted 'I was just having a little fun that's all. Its only dancing'
'Fun!' spluttered Kris 'You were practically tearing that guy's clothes off just now.'
Adam smirked with satisfaction at the tone in Kris' voice. Felt his anger rising again just a little. 'I heard you talking to Brad. I know you don't want to move in with me Kris. That's cool. I understand' Adam yelled back above the beat, a hard glint appearing in his blue eyes.
Kris stared back at Adam looking really pissed now. 'You don't know shit Adam. And you're drunk.' Kris tore himself away from Adam's grasp and turned to go. Adam threw his arms around Kris, pinning him back against his chest, pulling him in roughly to grind his half hard cock against Kris' ass. 'Stay here with me baby' Adam growled into Kris' neck 'Or are you too afraid people might see us together in public?'
Kris gripped Adam's arms and forced them apart, pushing him away angrily as he spun round to face Adam again. 'I'll give you fifteen minutes and then I'm leaving. Without you if necessary' Kris spat out through gritted teeth. He turned and walked off the dance floor, pushing his way roughly through the gyrating bodies. Adam just stood and watched, eyes blazing into Kris' retreating back
Part 4 has some Bradam and some angst.
This is a ten part fic and I have it all written up already, but need to still post in parts due to the fact its too long otherwise. Anyway the suspense is better that way! But at least you will get updates very quickly. The story mostly centres around the LA show in response to requests from my Glittery friends over at Gossip Candy, but then moves on to the end of the tour because thats the way the muse took it.
Rating: definitely NC 17 overall.
Warning: Matt stans should note that he is not protrayed at all sympathetically in this fic. Sorry but it just worked out that way. Therefore read at your own peril.
Previous parts
Part 1 sissygalore.livejournal.com/1606.html
Part 2 sissygalore.livejournal.com/1956.htm
Part 3 sissygalore.livejournal.com/2138.html
The Proposal
Part 4
The 'friends' room was humming with people for the meet and greet that evening. Much more than usual Adam thought with satisfaction, and at least half of them he knew. And even a smattering of celebrities too he noticed with interest. He beamed and waved delightedly as he weaved his way through the humming crowd, hugging and laughing and kissing familiar faces, his eyes dancing, mouth aching slightly from smiling too much. The room was packed and everyone wanted their little piece of him. Stopping to pose for another picture with his arms around yet another acquaintance every minute or so he felt buzzed and happy. Suddenly there was a familiar hand rubbing and squeezing his ass. Adam turned slowly to look down at Brad grinning up at him cheekily, his huge brown eyes dancing.
'Well, well, Mr Lambert' Brad cooed 'quite the star of the show tonight weren't we?'
'Hey baby, you came!' Adam squealed back, sweeping him up into a hug and half spinning him round, delighted to see his ex again after so long. He looked beautiful and very twinky Adam thought appreciatively, noting Brads tight black outfit and lithe bare arms. 'And did you get all dressed up just for me?' Adam teased.
'Well I couldn't exactly come and see my famous boy looking like shit now could I? Especially the way you look tonight! Wow honey, you're glowing! Anyone I know?' Brad reached up to plant a kiss on Adam's cheek in greeting.
'And anyway, we're going clubbing later remember? You still up for it when you get done here? Everyone's dying to see you again' he grinned with a slow wink.
'Sure Brad, if you can wait another hour til we get done here' Adam gestured around the packed room.
'Oh, so its 'we' now is it?' Brad laughed. 'Tell me honey, am I gonna be a bridesmaid soon? or were you just reminding your cute little friend about the last time you blew him up there on stage tonight?'
Adam's eyes widened with a look of mock horror 'I simply don't know what you are referring to Brad' Adam responded, pushing into Brad's chest with a long finger before his face creased into a wide helpless grin.
Adam lowered his voice and smiled into Brad's mocking eyes. 'You know very well there's someone I'd like you to meet. Stop teasing me.'
'Hmm, I think I'm gonna meet him sooner than you think hon, 'cos he's coming right this way ay' Brad whispered back in a sing song voice. Adam looked up to see Kris making his way across the room to join them, a slight frown on his face. 'He's here' Brad hissed in mock drama just as Kris stopped level with the two giggling friends.
'Hey I'm Kris Allen' muttered Kris, jutting out his hand to Brad. 'Hope I'm not interrupting anything' he flashed a look at Adam before returning his gaze to Brad. 'Hi, I'm Brad' returned Brad smoothly touching Kris' outstretched palm with the tips of his fingers loosely. 'Adam and I are old friends' he gushed.
'Yeah, I know, nice to meet you' said Kris looking like he wasn't sure if he meant it or not. Adam stared at Kris for a moment. Kris is jealous! Adam felt a slight rush thread through him. He shook himself into action, reaching out to run his hands over both their shoulders giving them each a sight squeeze.
'OK, now you two have met, how about you and I go finish working this room so we can get down to the club all the sooner?' he turned to query Kris with an arched eyebrow.
'Yeah, man...er, what?' Kris looked up quickly at him in surprise, eyes wider now.
'Well, Brad's here to take us to the club we used to go all the time. Its a great place, you'll love it Kris. And anyway I won't take no for an answer 'cause I want to introduce you to all my friends there' Adam beamed back at him with finality.
'Er, well I dunno Adam, we got to be up early for that Ford car thing tomorrow you know' stuttered Kris, looking back up at him and then over to Brad, the frown deepening slightly on his face.
'Aw, c'mon honey, it'll be cool' Brad smirked back at Kris, rubbing his arm warmly in encouragement. 'And anyway, Adam just wants to show you off to everyone.'
Kris' cheeks flushed pink and Brad threw his head back in a peel of laughter. 'Oh my, too cute! They are gonna love you!' he giggled.
The club was dark and hot and throbbing, just the way Adam remembered it as the three of them descended down the slick staircase inside the front door. A waft of air humid with condensation and the faint smell of weed greeted them as they stepped into the dark mass moving of bodies below. It was loud! Leading the way through the deafening fog Adam manoeuvred purposefully through the thumping bass and the press of hot bodies to the chill out area at the back of the long room. Looking back he saw that Brad had gripped hold of Kris' wrist to guide him through the unfamiliar territory.
Adam stopped to wait, a beaming smile on his face, eyes locked on Kris, watching him gazing intently around. Adam always forgot how his long legs carried him forward faster. The three of them pushed through to the banks of leather couches and low tables at the rear, to the waiting group of friends lolling and chatting idly. Shrieks greeted Adam's appearance as he loomed suddenly over them. A slight dark haired girl flung herself at Adam wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing him in excitement. 'Hey hey Alisan' laughed Adam, swaying with the impact, delighted at the warm welcome. 'Hey James, hey Cassidy, hey everyone' he beamed again, one arm wrapped around Alisan's waist, the other waving as all his grinning friends stood up to jostle each other to be the first to squeeze Adam and kiss him warmly.
Adam manage to disentangle himself after a couple of minutes and turned to see that Brad had settled Kris into another couch at right angles to the group, leaving a space just big enough for Adam to squeeze in besides them. Brad was a sweetie thought Adam warmly. Kris looked up at Adam with a shy smile and Adam gestured towards him shouting above the racket, 'Hey everyone, I want you all to meet Kris Allen'. Kris waved back bashfully as at least fifteen animated people all waved and smiled over at him grinning inanely, teeth glowing white under the ultraviolet light. Adam looked down at Kris and felt a surge of pride wash over him. Without thinking he leaned over and kissed Kris lightly on the cheek as his friends all whooped and hollered their approval. Then he was quickly recaptured by their excited arms pulling him towards them, demanding to know all his latest plans and gossip.
Adam finally looked up after what seems like hours of answering a barrage of questions and firing his own back in return to realise that Kris and Brad were not there. That they hadn't been there for quite some time. Wending his way slowly through the crowded club, pausing to smile or wave sweetly as someone or another he vaguely knew tried to distract him, Adam made his way slowly through the throb of music and pulse of strobes to the bar. He spied Kris and Brad propped against the fake marble counter top and was just about to pounce on them when he noticed the tense look on both their faces. They were locked deep in conversation and it didn't take a genius to recognise they were talking about him. Adam hovered a foot behind them, unsure whether to interrupt. He heard Kris' voice float above the pulse of the music, 'I dunno Brad, moving in together is a big deal...' Adam stiffened, alert, shocked. 'I mean, with me and Katy only just broken up, y'know... and then there's all the media attention...its gonna be ten times more crazy if we actually move in together...'
Adam reeled away, not wanting to hear any more. His heart pounding in his chest, his mind racing, he staggered back from the couple at the bar. What? Kris is discussing this with Brad? Before even giving him an answer? Adam really can't believe that he could have misplaced his trust in Kris. He knows Kris. And yet what did he just hear? Adam walked back to the group at the rear of the club in a kind of daze. Kris is having doubts? Kris isn't sure about their relationship. No, no, it can't be true. Kris loves him. But he said he's worried about the media attention. About only just splitting up with Katy? Someone put a drink into Adam's hand as he slumped down in his seat and he drained the glass gratefully in one go.
Adam's mind flew back to the night before their final top 2 performances, when he and Kris had spent their last night together in the mansion. Alone. They were in bed, legs and arms hooked around each others naked limbs, not able to let go into sleep even though it was well past 3am.
'I gotta tell Katy the marriage is over' Kris had said with a deep sigh. 'I know she knows, but its like she just doesn't want to believe it. Its like she wants to pretend you and me are just friends, but I know she knows its more than that. I can feel it every time we talk. And I gotta be honest with her. I owe her that much at least.'
Adam had stroked his fingers over Kris' heated skin and smoothed them fluidly through his damp hair. He gently kissed Kris' swollen lips. 'Baby I know this is hard but... but what if its better for you to go back to Katy? To, er, to try to make a go of it with her again?' There was a hitch in his voice that Kris didn't seem to notice.
Kris had stared at him incredulously. 'Wh...what?' was all he could mutter in reply. 'But I love you Adam. And I know you love me. I can't believe you would say that!' Kris' voice wavered as he looked at Adam, his eyes widening, moist.
Adam sighed. 'Well, for the sake of your career and everything... maybe it would be for the best y'know?'
Kris had shook his head vehemently. 'No! No way. I want to be with you. Always! I know Katy's gonna fucking hate me and that we probably won't be able to say anything about splitting up, or about me and you while we are still under contract...but I need to be with you Adam. I need you' Kris had pleaded.
'Oh, Kris. You know I need you too. But just think about it honey. Don't do anything hasty' Adam replied pulling him in closer still.
'Hey Adam, you look far too sober sweetie, you need to celebrate!' His friend Cassidy sashayed in front of him, laughing into Adam's solemn face and pushing a Grey Goose into his numb fingers. 'C'mon, here have another drink.' Fifteen minutes later and Adam had three vodka Martini's under his belt and was starting to feel the effects. Fuck it he finally thought to himself. If Kris can't handle their relationship becoming public after all they'd talked about that's his problem.
Looking around at the laughing faces he felt loose and alive. The alcohol was buzzing in his veins and he wanted to dance. He hadn't eaten much the last few days due to their hectic schedule. The performances every night really burnt off a lot of energy and he was starting to feel light headed. Part of his brain knew he'd already drunk more than he should but he didn't care. 'Lets dance baby!' shouted Alisan in his ear. Adam grinned and reached up for her to pull him out of the deep couch and drag him onto the dance floor.
As soon as he was there the rhythm hit him like a hammer. Heated bodies surrounded him and the music pulsed through his skin with a hot, sharp throb. There were hands on his body that he didn't recognise. Adam felt someone grind up against him and more than one pair of hands were pulling and rubbing across his ass and thighs. The dance floor was packed and Adam was hot property. He realised his eyes were shut against the blinding strobes and opened them to see a slight dark haired guy of maybe twenty or so he didn't recognise dancing directly in front of him, fingers gripping Adam's hips, grinding against his thigh as he looked up at Adam with an unmistakable glint.
Adam smiled slow and wicked as he felt the alcohol working him loose. Placing his hands on the slender hips in front of him he pushed them back and forth in time to the beat. The lights were whirling and the music was pounding through him as he threw his head back and laughed, feeling his anger slipping away with the throb of the beat.
Suddenly there was another pair of hands low against his back and this time he knew just exactly who those fingers belonged to. He spun around, instantly forgetting his former dance partner to grip Kris' waist and sway and dip him along in time to the music. Kris' fingers dug deeper into Adam's flesh and he looked down to see a hard stare levelled up at him. 'What the fuck are you doing Adam?' Kris hissed, jaw set tight.
'Baby, baby, its all good.' Adam tried to pull Kris closer into his body but Kris resisted. Leaning down to press his mouth against Kris' ear, alcohol loosening his tongue he shouted 'I was just having a little fun that's all. Its only dancing'
'Fun!' spluttered Kris 'You were practically tearing that guy's clothes off just now.'
Adam smirked with satisfaction at the tone in Kris' voice. Felt his anger rising again just a little. 'I heard you talking to Brad. I know you don't want to move in with me Kris. That's cool. I understand' Adam yelled back above the beat, a hard glint appearing in his blue eyes.
Kris stared back at Adam looking really pissed now. 'You don't know shit Adam. And you're drunk.' Kris tore himself away from Adam's grasp and turned to go. Adam threw his arms around Kris, pinning him back against his chest, pulling him in roughly to grind his half hard cock against Kris' ass. 'Stay here with me baby' Adam growled into Kris' neck 'Or are you too afraid people might see us together in public?'
Kris gripped Adam's arms and forced them apart, pushing him away angrily as he spun round to face Adam again. 'I'll give you fifteen minutes and then I'm leaving. Without you if necessary' Kris spat out through gritted teeth. He turned and walked off the dance floor, pushing his way roughly through the gyrating bodies. Adam just stood and watched, eyes blazing into Kris' retreating back