Only in the Light 3/?
Title: Only in the Light 3/?
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Kris realizes just how much he cares for Adam.
Warnings: Supernatural!sex
Notes: Took me a long time to figure out the cut for this. Also, fun fact, wrote this chapter in the living room while parents were watch a Disney movie. The irony had me giggling.
Kris collapsed onto the bed with a heavy sigh, the light was still on so Adam was laying beside of him staring at him dubiously. “You really weren’t kidding about having your hands full.” He pouted when Kris tilted his head to look at him. “It actually makes me feel guilty.”
“What, were you incapable of it before?”
Adam scoffed. “I never did anything to warrant being guilty before-”
“Are you including all the people you possessed before me?” Adam glared at that then crossed his arms and twisted as far away from Kris’ body as he could. The loss of warmth was staggering. “Fine, I take it back. Just come back here, it’s cold.”
He heard a chuckle then the warmth enveloped him again, complete with arms wrapping around his waist and sending sparks through his veins. “Is that better?” His voice was dropped to a low, sultry octave that just made Kris want.
“Hey Adam.” He waited for the low hum from the other man before continuing, chewing on the corner of his lip as he spoke. “Can you… feel anything?”
The intensity of the sparks nearly doubled, making Kris gasp and have to bite into his lip to hide his groan. He turned his head slowly to see Adam staring at him, his lips parted and eyes wide. His jaw worked for a few moments before he sighed and drew his mouth into a hard line. “Why?”
Kris had to stare for a while before he realized he had to answer. He’d never heard him that quiet or seen him that flustered. He shook his head and smiled slightly. “Just curious.” He drew a hand over one of Adam’s arms and gauged his reaction; sharp intake of breath and features going slack for a moment before he attempted to recompose himself.
“I-well. I can almost feel it.” He shifted so his head was sitting on Kris’ shoulder as he moved his arm back to grasp onto Kris’ hand. “It’s like a constant pressure there, and sometimes I can almost feel a chill there.” He bit into his lip as he traced his long fingers over Kris’ knuckles. “What about you?”
Kris nodded, shivering at the electricity that seemed to sink from Adam’s finger tips into his veins. “I-I can. But, it’s barely there. I can’t feel any pressure no matter how mu-uch you press into my hand, Adam sto-op that p-please.” He sighed in relief as his fingers relented and leaned his head back against Adam’s chest. Sparks lit up along his scalp and neck and the feeling had him shuddering at a constant. “I-it’s warm, too… I feel like I’m freezing when you’re not close to me.”
He heard Adam chuckle lightly then he trailed his fingers along Kris’ forearm. The feathery touches seem to take every ounce of blood from his brain and force it down south. “That’s funny. When I’m not around you I feel like I’m burning up.” He flattened his palm against Kris’ stomach and slowly moved it downward, pressing down deep enough to make his body throb with electricity. Every inch was agonizing; every nerve lit up like the sun and every vein pumping out the mantra Adam, Adam, Adam in his practically-mush brain.
“I only feel right when I’m close to you like this.” Adam’s voice was barely a whisper, but those lips tickling along his ear was enough to make Kris’ toes curl and his hands twist into the fabric of his shirt, a constant stream of moaning tumbling past his lips. He squeezed his eyes shut as that exploratory hand finally reached it’s destination. Adam let out something between a gasp and a laugh before moving his hand back and then slipping under the waist band of Kris’ jeans.
Just as the end was in sight, Adam’s hand slowly tightening around him, Kris’ door flew open. Adam’s hand was out and he was pushed back about an inch from his body as Kris fumbled to get a pillow to dig between his legs. He cleared his throat and looked up at Danny standing in the doorway. He tried for the most neutral expression possible but he was pretty sure he was still glaring. “What is it, Danny?” His tone wasn’t helping that much, either.
Danny put his hands up in defense. “I was just going to ask if you wanted to watch a movie, but if you’re busy-”
“I am.” He heard Adam snort and he could imagine him gripping his sides trying desperately not to laugh.
“Alright then, um.” Danny took a step back. “See you later.” With that he shut the door and Adam burst out in laughter.
Kris glared at him for a while then flopped back down with a sigh. “It’s not funny.”
“Oh, it so is.” He chuckled and rubbed Kris’ thigh, his hand stilling for a moment when he hummed. “I wonder what having sex with your own shadow is; sex or master-hey!” He giggled when Kris pinched the hand on his side. “Not fair, no pinching.”
“Will you stop laughing?!“ He sighed as Adam giggled some more. “Continue where we left off, please?”
He watched as Adam stopped immediately then smiled, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Eager, aren’t we?” He moved forward again, his hand moving from his thigh to wrap around his stomach as his other hand curled around his jaw. He turned Kris’ head slightly, smirking for a moment before pressing their lips together and sliding his other hand back down to take place around Kris at the same time.
Kris’ gasped and Adam took the opening to press into his mouth to explore further. His entire body seemed to lock up as Adam stroked for the first time, sending warmth and electricity exploding through every nerve. He screwed his eyes shut as white appeared in his vision and for a few seconds he felt like he was floating somewhere between the bed and heaven.
Adam laughed after a few seconds past and put some space between the two of them. “Night, Kris.” Lips pressed against his cheek, and he shivered. Somewhere in his pleasure-hazed brain Kris realized two things; first that he really need to talk to Katy, and the second - overpowering the first thought by a long shot - was that Kris really didn’t want Adam to leave his shadow.
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Kris realizes just how much he cares for Adam.
Warnings: Supernatural!sex
Notes: Took me a long time to figure out the cut for this. Also, fun fact, wrote this chapter in the living room while parents were watch a Disney movie. The irony had me giggling.
Kris collapsed onto the bed with a heavy sigh, the light was still on so Adam was laying beside of him staring at him dubiously. “You really weren’t kidding about having your hands full.” He pouted when Kris tilted his head to look at him. “It actually makes me feel guilty.”
“What, were you incapable of it before?”
Adam scoffed. “I never did anything to warrant being guilty before-”
“Are you including all the people you possessed before me?” Adam glared at that then crossed his arms and twisted as far away from Kris’ body as he could. The loss of warmth was staggering. “Fine, I take it back. Just come back here, it’s cold.”
He heard a chuckle then the warmth enveloped him again, complete with arms wrapping around his waist and sending sparks through his veins. “Is that better?” His voice was dropped to a low, sultry octave that just made Kris want.
“Hey Adam.” He waited for the low hum from the other man before continuing, chewing on the corner of his lip as he spoke. “Can you… feel anything?”
The intensity of the sparks nearly doubled, making Kris gasp and have to bite into his lip to hide his groan. He turned his head slowly to see Adam staring at him, his lips parted and eyes wide. His jaw worked for a few moments before he sighed and drew his mouth into a hard line. “Why?”
Kris had to stare for a while before he realized he had to answer. He’d never heard him that quiet or seen him that flustered. He shook his head and smiled slightly. “Just curious.” He drew a hand over one of Adam’s arms and gauged his reaction; sharp intake of breath and features going slack for a moment before he attempted to recompose himself.
“I-well. I can almost feel it.” He shifted so his head was sitting on Kris’ shoulder as he moved his arm back to grasp onto Kris’ hand. “It’s like a constant pressure there, and sometimes I can almost feel a chill there.” He bit into his lip as he traced his long fingers over Kris’ knuckles. “What about you?”
Kris nodded, shivering at the electricity that seemed to sink from Adam’s finger tips into his veins. “I-I can. But, it’s barely there. I can’t feel any pressure no matter how mu-uch you press into my hand, Adam sto-op that p-please.” He sighed in relief as his fingers relented and leaned his head back against Adam’s chest. Sparks lit up along his scalp and neck and the feeling had him shuddering at a constant. “I-it’s warm, too… I feel like I’m freezing when you’re not close to me.”
He heard Adam chuckle lightly then he trailed his fingers along Kris’ forearm. The feathery touches seem to take every ounce of blood from his brain and force it down south. “That’s funny. When I’m not around you I feel like I’m burning up.” He flattened his palm against Kris’ stomach and slowly moved it downward, pressing down deep enough to make his body throb with electricity. Every inch was agonizing; every nerve lit up like the sun and every vein pumping out the mantra Adam, Adam, Adam in his practically-mush brain.
“I only feel right when I’m close to you like this.” Adam’s voice was barely a whisper, but those lips tickling along his ear was enough to make Kris’ toes curl and his hands twist into the fabric of his shirt, a constant stream of moaning tumbling past his lips. He squeezed his eyes shut as that exploratory hand finally reached it’s destination. Adam let out something between a gasp and a laugh before moving his hand back and then slipping under the waist band of Kris’ jeans.
Just as the end was in sight, Adam’s hand slowly tightening around him, Kris’ door flew open. Adam’s hand was out and he was pushed back about an inch from his body as Kris fumbled to get a pillow to dig between his legs. He cleared his throat and looked up at Danny standing in the doorway. He tried for the most neutral expression possible but he was pretty sure he was still glaring. “What is it, Danny?” His tone wasn’t helping that much, either.
Danny put his hands up in defense. “I was just going to ask if you wanted to watch a movie, but if you’re busy-”
“I am.” He heard Adam snort and he could imagine him gripping his sides trying desperately not to laugh.
“Alright then, um.” Danny took a step back. “See you later.” With that he shut the door and Adam burst out in laughter.
Kris glared at him for a while then flopped back down with a sigh. “It’s not funny.”
“Oh, it so is.” He chuckled and rubbed Kris’ thigh, his hand stilling for a moment when he hummed. “I wonder what having sex with your own shadow is; sex or master-hey!” He giggled when Kris pinched the hand on his side. “Not fair, no pinching.”
“Will you stop laughing?!“ He sighed as Adam giggled some more. “Continue where we left off, please?”
He watched as Adam stopped immediately then smiled, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Eager, aren’t we?” He moved forward again, his hand moving from his thigh to wrap around his stomach as his other hand curled around his jaw. He turned Kris’ head slightly, smirking for a moment before pressing their lips together and sliding his other hand back down to take place around Kris at the same time.
Kris’ gasped and Adam took the opening to press into his mouth to explore further. His entire body seemed to lock up as Adam stroked for the first time, sending warmth and electricity exploding through every nerve. He screwed his eyes shut as white appeared in his vision and for a few seconds he felt like he was floating somewhere between the bed and heaven.
Adam laughed after a few seconds past and put some space between the two of them. “Night, Kris.” Lips pressed against his cheek, and he shivered. Somewhere in his pleasure-hazed brain Kris realized two things; first that he really need to talk to Katy, and the second - overpowering the first thought by a long shot - was that Kris really didn’t want Adam to leave his shadow.