Light My Fire Chapter 3
LIGHT MY FIRE
Ship: Adam/Kris from American Idol
Plot: Adam teasing Kris during the AI show and tour.
Notes: No Drake or Katy exist in this story. Danny is somewhat of a douche. Written upon request as a turnabout from my last story, Playing with Fire, in which Kris teased Adam. No archiving of any of my stories without express permission.
Style: Humor/Dialogue
Rating: NC-17 probably eventually
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Light My Fire Chapter 2
Chapter 3: Prologue: Finding the match
"Are you going to do it, Adam?" Danny asked, his voice loud enough to cut through Kris' laughter. Kris reluctantly lifted his head from Adam's shoulder, taking one last breath of Adam's scent.
"Why wouldn't I?" Adam asked carefully. He'd vowed to try and get along with everyone since they were going to be stuck on a tour bus forever, but there were days...
"Because it's not fair..." Danny said in a tone he thought was helpful.
Neil grinned as he looked over at his brother. He'd seen him perform enough times, seen the way women responded to Adam's performances... "No, it's really not."
"How so, Danny?" Adam asked, knowing Gokey and feeling himself tense up, the muscles in his back tightening and then... What? He felt warmth on his spine and realized that Kris had placed his hand there and was rubbing in circles.
"Well..." Danny shrugged. "If the girls are judging, you can't really win, Adam."
"Why?" Kris asked, his own jaw flexing even as he kept rubbing Adam's back. If ever anyone needed a punch in the nose, it was Gokey. Although the Lord usually found a way to teach lessons on His own...
"Because he's gay," Danny said. "Obviously, girls won't find anything he does sexy."
After a moment of stunned silence, laughter rang out. The girls were looking at each other and laughing. Neil cracked up and fell forward until his nose nearly touched his knee.
"Oh, you're on, Gokey." Adam reached back and grabbed Kris' elbow and pulled him toward his guitar, propped up near the piano. Kris sat down in a chair, while Adam crossed to the other side of the sitting area and after meeting Kris' gaze for a long moment, relaxed on the floor, closing his eyes.
"How do you know this song, Neil?" Anoop asked as Neil sat down at the piano and ran his fingers over the keys, finding the song.
"If memory serves and it's a little hazy when it comes to Burning Man, right, Adam?"
"Hmm?" Adam opened his eyes reluctantly. "Yeah. But we did do something with this song last year. Burning Man, fire... Something."
Neil looked down at his hands. "Something. Hey, Gokey. Wanna make a bet?"
"What kind of bet? Me against Adam?" Danny asked suspiciously and gestured toward the piano. "How do I know you won't sabotage me to give Adam an advantage?"
"I don't pull underhanded shit." Neil held up his hands. "If you win, I'll give you a hundred bucks."
"A hundred bucks?" Gokey whistled.
"Yeah. Buy some contacts or something," Neil suggested. A decent personality would be too expensive. "And if Adam wins... you can't talk to him for a week unless he addresses you directly."
Adam's head snapped up and his eyes met his brother's. "Incentive!" he mouthed in Neil's direction.
Neil winked back even as he thought that Adam never needed extra motivation to act sexy in front of a hot guy. Speaking of which, "Hey, Kris, come on over and let's work on the music. Well, Danny?"
"You're on!" Danny agreed as he opened his laptop to find a Doors performance. While the other men huddled around Danny's computer, Adam flopped on the floor, laying on his back, his eyes closed, wondering why he'd done that given that the room was spinning. Now there was an idea for camera work... Focus, Lambert, he told himself, then listened as Neil and Kris began to work on the instrumentation, tuning out the conversation and snippets of singing from the other men.
"The guys are taking a long time," Allison complained as she tugged and shoved Adam into a sitting position in front of a chair and sat down next to him.
"I'm sure it will be worth the wait." Adam opened one eye and peered at Neil and Kris who were laughing softly while they blended their instruments.
"Are you doin' okay?" Allison asked as Adam closed his eyes again. "Hard week."
Adam sighed. "What's done is done, now. It's in the hands of the universe. But...I wish I had sung better--"
"Control freak. Perfectionists are not happy people, you know." Allison punched him in the leg. "You did great. Even Simon the sourpuss said you were in a whole 'nother league. Plus, didn't you hear the audience? They loved you!"
"I know." Adam's smile spread across his face. "I couldn't believe it."
"Believe it, Lambert!" Kris ordered, able to hear Adam's voice over everyone else's in the room even though it had been pitched lower. He could, for some reason he didn't understand, just find Adam anywhere. He pointed a guitar pick in Adam's direction, even though Adam's eyes were shut. "You were on fire tonight."
"Speaking of which, we're ready!" Danny announced, rubbing his hands together.
"You're going first. It was your idea," Anoop demanded.
Danny strutted over to the piano, hiking up his jeans along the way. He turned and pointed at Neil. "I want the Morrison version, I decided. You ready for this?"
"Oh, I've been ready for this all week." Neil grinned and nodded at Kris and they began to play.
Danny began to sing and suddenly pulled his glasses off and flung them on the piano lid.
You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
"Make him stooooopppppppp...." Allison whimpered into Adam's shoulder.
"Can't hear you, honey. My ears have gone deaf from the screeching," Adam whispered back, his eyes still closed. The room had long since stopped spinning and he was totally aware of everything around him and not sure if that was good or bad. "I never said that, by the way. I'll deny everything."
"Don't ask, don't tell?" Allison quipped, giggling when Adam elbowed her.
Anoop shook his head as he reluctantly stood up and walked toward the piano. He lifted his eyes to the ceiling and muttered, "How do I get sucked into these nightmares?" He rolled his shoulders and began singing.
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
"Anoop!" Megan shook her finger. "You need to loosen up and you'd be hot!"
Matt bounced up to the impromptu stage. "Can we do the Feliciano version, guys?"
Kris nodded. "Good idea, you're so full of energy, singing faster is your best bet."
"Thanks, Kris!" Matt said brightly.
Kris blinked and looked in confusion at Neil, who shrugged and began playing.
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
"Matt... hey, you're pretty gooood..." Lil high-fived Matt as he sat back down.
"Adam, you're up!" Allison called out, pushing Adam with her hands.
"Wake up, sleeping beauty!" Danny trilled. "You know, Lambert, if you'd rather keep on waiting for your prince to come--"
Adam's eyes snapped open. "I don't wait for my prince to come. I make sure he does. On my timetable."
As the room exploded in laughter, Adam vaulted to his feet and peeling off his jacket as he went toward the piano, tossed it on the ground. Speaking quickly, he gave a series of directions. "Okay, Neil, let's lower the key and as for the timing..."
Anoop grinned as Adam continued talking to Kris and Neil. "He wasn't asleep. Just thinking."
"I was thinking, Adam," Neil drawled. "That it's too bad you're not doing this in front of a bonfire like at Burning Man."
Adam smiled slowly. "Those tricks with the fire? That was stupidly dangerous."
Neil shrugged. "Danger, risk. Aren't you the one who thinks life isn't worth living without risk?"
"That would indeed be me. Let's go." Adam rolled on his feet twice, then nodded at Neil and Kris, he took a step forward. Feeling himself flow into the song, he moved his body fluidly forward.
Moving his hips slowly, he sang in a low husky growl, gradually increasing the tempo and going higher with each stanza, then falling back into the deeper tone with each refrain, until he paused before beginning the final verse, his half-closed eyes scanning the room and settling on Kris. He licked his lips and opened his mouth and an unearthly ethereal soft wail echoed around the room, the high tones somehow being both seductive and demanding all at once.
"Madre de dios!" Allison squeaked.
"Hot shit!" Megan whispered. "That's all I've got... hot shit!"
"Um... yeah..." Lil agreed. "I think we have a winner."
As Adam's voice soared higher and higher, Kris rose to his feet, keeping his eye on Adam, his fingers keeping up with Adam's voice.
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
As Adam sang the last line, his voice went up octave after octave until the last note seemed to spin into the air and disappear like smoke.
Thwang
Kris dropped his guitar on the floor. "Shit!" He looked down in disbelief.
"Oh, no, Kris..." Adam dropped his performance mode instantly. He darted forward and grabbed the guitar as it tilted precariously in a free fall face first toward the floor. He handed it to Kris, while turning it over. "It looks okay. Hope it's not damaged." He stroked the smooth wood of the bottom curve of the guitar.
"I..." Kris looked at Adam's hands stroking wood and swallowed hard.
"What happened?" Adam asked as he flipped the guitar over and examined the other side, looking down at Kris from under the dark fringes of his hair and lashes.
"I think his hands got sweaty," Neil answered when Kris stayed mute.
"I know mine did," Lil whispered under her breath to Megan.
"Kris?" Adam prompted, his eyes traveling down Kris' flushed face to his neck, where Kris swallowed visibly, then down his body until... Oh. That was... more than he expected.
"I'll take my guitar!" Kris blurted out, jumping forward to grab the instrument away from Adam and holding it in front of him.
"Sure..." Adam agreed. "Maybe... you'd prefer to put your instrument away in your room. Make sure it's safe. By yourself." He smiled cherubically.
"I.. yeah!" Kris ran one hand through his hair and nodded like a bobblehead doll before darting out of the room.
"I should go," Neil announced and stood up and walked toward the nearby foyer with Adam at his side.
"What the hell was that?" Adam asked softly as he nodded in the direction of the music room.
"Just being a good bro," Neil answered with a grin. "And wingman."
Adam snorted, then shook his head. The timing.. then again, maybe it was all coming together, his whole life was finally all at once reaching a fortunate destination. The brothers stopped as they entered the foyer and looked upward.
"What are you thinking?" Neil asked as they both watched Kris run up the stairs.
Adam smiled slowly. "Two words. Zipper pants."
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