something_rare

Title: Can't Let You Go - Chapter Six
Rating: R
Pairings: Adam Lambert/Kris Allen
Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. The characters and events portrayed are fictitious, and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental.
Beta: bigj52 . Thanks for your patience and continuous support.

Summary: Nothing can beat true love, except...maybe another true love.

Chapter Six

After thoroughly checking himself out in the mirror, Kris sighed. He didn’t come prepared for this. Not at all. But, deep in his gut, he knew it was going to happen. When Adam left him only moments ago, he told Kris he’d be waiting back in his room for Kris.

The way he’d said it came across loud and clear…tonight was the night.

Dropping one of his suitcases to the bed, he aimlessly began rummaging through the clothes, desperately trying to find something suitable to wear to bed. So far, he wasn’t having any luck.

A couple of old t-shirts, and worn pajama short bottoms was all he’d brought. Hell, it was all he owned. He didn’t own anything sexy, not one single thing. He was as un-sexy as they came. Not intentionally, of course, but there was no reason for him to own anything sexy. He was a single, working man…a mourning single, working man who really didn’t give much thought to sex let alone have it.

Disgusted, Kris heaved the last of his clothes onto the bed and dropped to the bed himself. What was he supposed to do now? Wear one of his tattered old t-shirts? How romantic was that?

“Adam’s probably used to sexy…” he thought, distraught.

He jumped when he heard a slight knock at the door. He wasn’t expecting anyone. “Who is it?” he asked quietly, grabbing a hand full of clothes and tossing them back into the suitcase.

“It’s Katy.”

“Oh,” he replied happily. At least it wasn’t Adam. Walking over to the door, he unlocked it and swung it open. “Hey.”

“Hi,” Katy said, looking a little upset. “Can I come in for a minute?”

“Sure,” Kris agreed, stepping out of the way to let his friend in.

Katy took a few steps in and stopped, looking at the mess on the bed. “Looks like a windstorm came through, what’s going on?”

“I’m looking for something decent to wear tonight, but came up empty-handed.” Kris shut the door and walked over to the bed so that he could start straightening it up. “What’s up?”

“Not too much…just came by to apologize for tonight.”

Kris looked at his friend briefly while still putting his things back in order. “Don’t worry about it…you were just protecting me.”

Katy sighed heavily and dropped to the bed. Lying down, she became quiet.

“What else is wrong?”

“Cale’s pretty pissed at me,” she replied quietly. “He thinks I need to butt out and let you do what you want to do.”

Kris laughed, dropping to the bed as well. Lying down next to his friend, he sighed. “Don’t worry about it, Katy…I understand why you acted the way you did, it’s okay.”

“God…” Katy trailed, covering her face with her hands. “Adam must think I’m a complete ass and then of all things…” she paused momentarily to catch her breath. “I offered him a loan…God, I’m such an ass…but I had no idea who he was.” Sitting up, she turned to her friend. “Why didn’t you tell me who he was?”

Kris shrugged. “I really just found out myself.”

“You didn’t know either then, huh?”

“Hell no,” Kris replied, sitting up and staring at his friend. “How would I known who he was? I’m not into all these celebrity types either. When we talked about what he did for a living…he just said he was a musician.” Rubbing his face with his hands, he rolled his eyes. “He didn’t tell me he was a huge phenomenon until I got jealous about a couple of men and women coming up to him.” Kris sighed, falling back on the bed. “Oh my God, Katy…what the hell am I doing? Did I honestly agree to marry a rock star?”

“Yeah,” she laughed back, falling back again. “I think you did.”

“I’m getting married, Katy.” Hearing himself say it, Kris couldn’t actually believe it. “I’m getting married,” he whispered again. “I’m really getting married.” Jumping up, he leaned over and got right in his friend’s face. “And did you see how damn gorgeous my fiancé is?”

Katy sat up in bed, laughing. “I know…I still can’t believe it and yes, I noticed how gorgeous Adam is.” Her gaze traveled to her friend’s suitcase. “Are you sure you know what you’re doing, honey?”

Kris gave her a look so sincere that he knew he wouldn’t even have to verbally answer her, but he did anyway. “I’ve never been surer of anything in my entire life, Katy.”

Katy sighed. “Okay, if you’re sure.”

“I’m positive.”

Katy smiled, looking over at the mess at the foot of the bed. “Did you find what you were looking for?”

It took a minute for Kris’s brain to switch gears. He was lost in thought, thinking about Adam. “Um…no, not really.”

“Could I help?”

“Um…no, not really,” Kris repeated shyly. As comfortable as he was with Katy, he couldn’t tell her what he was really looking for.
Katy stood up from the bed. “You sure? We probably brought something along the lines of what you’re looking for, you know. K-Y works for you?”

Kris’s eyes widened. “How do you know what I’m looking for?”

“Ah…come on, Kristopher,” she said, helping her friend to his feet. “I know how your mind works. You’re a guy, after all,” Katy made her way to the door. “I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

Before Kris could reply, Katy was out the door, shutting it behind her.

“A shower,” Kris mumbled to himself, shedding his clothes quickly. Hearing the phone ring, he threw open the door and answered it before it even rang a second time. He needed to hurry. “Hey, Katy. Do you think it’s OK if I wear my old, holey t-shirt?”

“An old, holey t-shirt works for me.”

Kris threw his hand up over his mouth. It wasn’t Katy at all. It was Adam. “Sorry, I thought you were Katy.”

Adam let out a deep, short laugh. “I was wondering what was taking you so long. I take it you two have made up.”

Not knowing what to say, Kris stumbled for words. “Oh…um…um…”

“Don’t worry about your t-shirt,” he said slowly and deeply. Kris heard him take in a deep breath and moan. “More than likely…you won’t be wearing it for long anyway.”

When Kris didn’t reply, Adam laughed. “You’re not having second thoughts, are you?”

“No,” he replied quickly. “Not at all.”

“Good.”

There was an awkward moment of silence where time just seemed to stand still…until Adam finally said something again. “How much longer are you going to be?”

“Half hour or so…I was just jumping into the shower,” Kris replied softly.

“Mmm…” Adam trailed. “Gives me time to jump into the shower too, then.”

Oh God…the thought of Adam jumping into the shower…stark naked…was too much. Kris’s imagination ran wild thinking about it. It was so vivid that he actually heard himself moan.

“What are you thinking about Kris?” Adam asked in a low voice.

Without much thought, Kris simply replied, “You…in the shower.”

Adam let out a quiet laugh. “Why don’t you just head over now and we can take one together.”

Kris’s eyes widened. “Really?”

“Yeah…really.”

“Okay.” Kris’s hand flew over his mouth. Did he honestly just say that? He was thinking it, but did it really come out?

“I’ll see you in a few minutes then,” Adam replied.

Shit…he did say it out loud.

Without even saying goodbye, Kris hung up and stood there in shock. Hearing the phone ring again, he jumped. “Yeah?”

“Bring the old, holey t-shirt with you,” Adam whispered into the phone.

Placing the phone back down, Kris ran in to the bathroom and threw his shorts and tank top back on. Quickly, he brushed his teeth and then ran back into the room, grabbing the first t-shirt he could get his hands on.

Throwing open the door, he bumped right into Katy. “Hey…slow down…what’s the rush?”

“No rush,” Kris replied, out of breath.

“You leaving now?”

“Yeah.”

“With that?” Katy questioned with a disgusted look.

“Adam wants me to bring it,” Kris replied, smiling. “He likes old, holey t-shirts.”

Katy rolled her eyes and handed him lube and a handful of condoms. “Take these,” she said smiling. “Now get going…you got everything you need.”

Kris looked down and gasped, his hand open. “Where did you get these?”

“Stopped at the gift shop too while I was at it,” she replied honestly. “You haven’t had sex in while, Kristopher…don’t make a mistake your first time by having it unprotected.”

“God,” Kris replied seriously while looking back at Katy. “I hadn’t even thought of that.”

“I know,” Katy said, patting her friend on the shoulder. “That’s why you have me.” Smiling, she began walking down the stairs. “Well…get going…you got everything you need.”

Stopping at the first step, Kris’s mouth dropped and his eyes flew open as wide as they could go.

“What’s wrong?”

“What you just said,” Kris mumbled, shaking his head. “About me not having sex for a while.” Taking a deep breath, he covered his face with the t-shirt he had in his hand. “I’m probably so rusty and Adam,” he said, stumbling for words. “He’s so…so…”

Katy raised her eyebrows. “Famous?”

“I wasn’t thinking that exactly,” Kris huffed, frowning at his friend.

Katy pulled the shirt off Kris’s head and laughed. “He probably has a few tricks up his sleeve…and aren’t you gonna have fun finding out what they are?” Winking, she grabbed Kris’s arm and started to pull him down the stairs.

Walking down the path in complete silence, Kris nodded to Katy and smiled. “I can take it from here, thanks.”

“Have fun, sweetie,” she replied, walking off.

Walking past Adam’s room, Kris headed for the beach. Staring into the darkness of the night, he dropped to the sand and looked up in the sky. He needed to do what he was about to do. He needed to let go. He had said his goodbyes to Brian earlier, but with things about to drastically change, he needed to really say goodbye.

For the first time in a long time, he needed to let Brian go.

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By the time Kris was finally standing at Adam’s door, he was shaking. Literally. He was shaking from nerves and shaking from all the crying he’d done at the beach. But, he had done what he had set out to do. He had let go of the past and was…

The door swung open.

Kris was staring at his future.

Adam.

Adam was his future.

“I was beginning to give up on you,” Adam replied, taking his hand and pulling him in. Shutting the door behind him, he sighed. “It’s been over an hour since I called you.”

“I know,” Kris replied, quietly. “I had something to do.”

Adam dropped his hand and stood directly in front of Kris. Cupping his face with his hands, Adam lifted Kris’s head and stared directly into his eyes. “You’ve been crying.”

Kris nodded.

“Are you okay?”

Smiling, Kris nodded. “I am now.”

“Did you put your past to rest?”

How did he know? How did he always know? It was like Adam was reading his mind and that’s when it hit him…

“We were meant to be together,” Kris whispered.

“I know,” Adam said, smiling. “It’s kismet, Kris.”

Leaning in to him, Kris closed his eyes and placed his lips on Adam’s. He wanted to feel Adam’s lips. He wanted to feel more of him too, but that could wait. What couldn’t wait was him wanting to feel Adam’s lips.

After a few moments, Adam pulled away and winked. “You didn’t already take your shower, did you?”

Kris shook his head.

“Good,” he replied. Grabbing his hand, Adam led him to the bathroom. “Whatcha got in your hand?” Adam asked, stopping and looking down. Pulling Kris’s hand up, Adam turned his hand over and opened it up. Smiling, he reached for the lube and condoms in his hand. “I see you came prepared.”

Oh God…Kris wanted to die. He’d completely forgotten that they were in his hand. In the morning, he was going to kill Katy. Nervously, he fumbled with the condoms, letting them drop to the floor.

“Wow…six of them, huh?” Adam said, bending down and picking them all up, one by one.

Kris let his head fall back, closing his eyes. What a way to ruin a moment! After a few moments of cursing Katy out in his mind, he let his head fall forward. Opening his eyes, he was surprised to see Adam standing right in front of him, staring back.

“Embarrassed?” he asked with a slight smile.

“A little,” Kris reluctantly admitted.

“Don’t be,” he said, walking over to the counter and placing the lube and condoms down.

“Katy gave them to me,” Kris said, feeling the heat rise to his cheeks.

“I’ll have to remember to thank her.” After the condoms were placed down, Adam turned to Kris and smiled. “So…is she okay with this? With us?”

Kris shrugged. “I think she has her reservations…but Cale basically told her to butt out.”

Adam laughed, taking a few steps towards him. “I like Cale,” he whispered lowly. He gently ran his hand through Kris’s hair. “I wonder if our children will have dark hair like this,” he said.

His voice was driving Kris crazy. Deep, low, soft and sexy sounds came from that mouth of his and he was using it to his advantage, Kris was almost sure of that.

Reaching down to Kris’s waist, Adam grabbed hold of the t-shirt in Kris’s hand and took it from him. Bringing it up, he stared at it for quite some time. “Is something wrong?” Kris asked, looking at the t-shirt as well.

“It was the only clean one I could find,” Kris said softly, not being able to look at Adam. “It’s not very glamorous. I’m not the sexy type…if that’s what you’re trying to figure out.”

Adam laughed, throwing the t-shirt on the counter. “Who says?”

“Me.”

“Sexy isn’t something people put on,” he replied casually. “Sexy comes from within.” Smiling at Kris, Adam looked him up and down thoroughly. “You know what I think?”

“What?” Kris could barely spit out.

“That you’ve been hiding your sexiness for the past three years,” Adam said quietly and with a raspy voice. “It’s time you let it out…and I’m sure that you’re more than capable of doing that in just about anything.”

His hands dropped to Kris’s waist, grabbing his tank top and gently pulling it up and off. When Kris heard himself moan, he instantly opened his eyes as wide as they could go.

Adam’s eyes flew up to meet hiss. “Moaning is sexy,” he whispered, placing a kiss on Kris’s lips and demanding Kris open his mouth for him. “Very sexy,” he mumbled.

Dropping his hands to Adam’s waist, he grabbed hold of his shirt and slid it up his chest, where Adam took over by removing it. Kris’s hands instantly shot up to Adam’s chest, allowing himself to feel the hardness of him.

His chest felt good and looked good. Kris could tell that Adam took care of himself. Bringing his hands to Adam’s face, he looked up and noticed Adam staring right back at him.

Adam stepped away and reached into the shower, turning on the water. Kris took this opportunity to remove his shorts and underwear quickly. When Adam turned back, his gaze dropped and then slowly made its way up Kris’s body. “Damn,” he mumbled, under his breath.

Grabbing the waistband on his shorts, Kris reached out and placed his hands on Adam’s. “Let me help you,” he whispered. Together, with their hands intertwined, Adam’s shorts were removed in one swift motion. He kicked them off with his feet and they landed on the toilet.

“Good shot,” Kris said, smiling. Allowing his gaze to travel down, his eyes widened at the sight before him. “Commando?”

“C’mere,” Adam said, pulling Kris in. Instead of answering his half-question, half-statement though, Adam silenced him when his lips nipped at Kris’s. Slowly, his tongue made its way inside Kris’s mouth, and Kris savored the intimate feeling of him.

“Hmmm…” Adam moaned, backing himself up to the shower. When his heels hit the edge of the shower, he stopped and let his hands fall to Kris’s bottom. Slowly, Adam’s hands circled his bare skin.

Feeling Adam’s hands on his bare skin, Kris moaned. A heat that he had not felt in a long time was rising from somewhere deep within and he could tell that it was about to take over. He was hungry…hungry for love…hungry for sex…and hungry for Adam.

Following his lead, Kris let his hands drop as well and enjoyed the feeling of Adam’s bare skin under his hands and Adam’s erection that was firmly planted against the lower portion of his abdomen. Slowly, he brought one hand around and stepped back, just a little, so there was some space for his hand to go.

When his hand lightly grazed Adam’s erection, Adam moaned inside his mouth. Lightly, Kris let his fingertips trace the outline of Adam, settling in on the tip. Feeling his wetness, Kris moaned again.

This may have not been much of anything for someone who was used to having sex, but for Kris, it was more than anything he’d done in a while. And it was damn hot.

The steam in the room was so thick now, Kris felt on fire. Adam’s touch, his own touch, the steam, and the heat between them were overpowering and he wanted to feel more of Adam. “Turn the shower off,” he mumbled. “It can wait.”

Adam pulled away and searched through the steam. “Someone a little anxious?”

“Yeah,” Kris admitted. “Very.”

“All the better to take a shower first,” Adam said casually. “Builds up the moment.” He stepped away and walked into the shower, with Kris following close behind.

The moment Kris’s body was completely in, Adam turned him around so that Kris was facing the wall and pressed his body firmly against Kris’s. Taking his hands, he trailed the entire length of Kris’s body, starting at the knees and working his way up to Kris’s chest.

When his hands finally landed on Kris’s nipples, Kris threw his head back and groaned. “Oh…God…”

Adam’s mouth went directly to Kris’s neck and made its way up to his ear. “I love you,” he whispered.

As much as Kris wanted to reply, he couldn’t. He was too far-gone, too far past comprehending anything but what his body felt. And what it felt was Adam…touching him, feeling him…

When Adam withdrew his hands, Kris moaned loudly, but remained still. Within a fraction of a second, he felt Adam pull him back and into the water stream. “Get your hair wet,” he demanded. For all Kris cared, Adam could’ve told him jump off a cliff and he would have.

When did he become so sex-starved that he couldn’t even think?

Once his hair was wet, he felt the shampoo being poured on and worked into a soapy foam by Adam’s hands. His big, muscular hands.

When did having his hair washed become this much of a turn-on? For crying out loud, he didn’t react this way when he was at the hairdressers…did he? He cringed at the thought but only for a minute, because then he felt Adam’s soapy hands working their way down his body.

Looking down, he watched as Adam washed him with only his hands. And Adam washed every last inch of him too. Carefully and skillfully…a craftsman who definitely knew what he was doing.

When Adam pulled Kris back into the stream of water, Kris let his head fall back while Adam rinsed it off, along with the rest of his body.
Kris turned around and swore under his breath at the sight of Adam. He looked even better wet, if that was possible. His dark hair was slicked back allowing Kris to fully see the beautiful face that the hair sometimes hid. “Where’d you get the scar?” he asked, allowing his fingers to lightly graze.

“This week,” Adam whispered, smiling. “We’re gonna spend the entire time in bed…talking about everything and anything…ask me then.”
Yanking Kris’s arm, Adam roughly pulled him in and crouched down to take his nipple in his mouth. Looking back up at Kris, he placed the nipple between his teeth and slowly backed off. “Unless of course, you want to talk about my childhood now.”

“No,” Kris mumbled, shaking his head wildly back and forth. “Now’s not a good time.”

“I didn’t think so,” Adam said, laughing.

Reaching down, Kris pulled him up. “Don’t laugh at me,” he said teasingly. “It isn’t polite to laugh.”

Adam bent down and swooped Kris up in a single movement. Kris yelped from being caught off guard. Turning him towards the faucet, Adam lowered him a little. “Turn it off,” he demanded.

Again, he did as he was told. “Hey…what about your shower?”

Adam kicked the door open with his foot and seductively smiled. “It can wait until after…” he trailed.

“After what?” Kris asked sweetly.

“After I’m done making love to you,” he replied, walking Kris into the bedroom and placing him down on the bed gently.

That was when Kris noticed that everything Adam did was gentle to a certain point. Was he always this gentle? Looking up at him, Kris studied him with his eyes. He didn’t look like the gentle type…not really anyway. Maybe he was cautious since it was the first time…but it was something more than that.

He just couldn’t place his finger on it.

And as much as he appreciated Adam’s gentleness, he really didn’t want it. True, he hadn’t been with a man in a while…but he wasn’t a china doll. If Adam wanted rough, Kris wanted him to give it to him rough.

Kris wanted Adam to take control.

He loved that about a man…always had and always would.

“Adam?”

“Yeah?” he replied, climbing on the bed softly.

“Are you always this way?” Kris looked at him and noticed the confusion in his eyes. “Are you always this gentle or are you just worried about me?”

“Why?” Adam asked. His eyes bore into Kris’s.

“Because I don’t want you to pretend to be something you’re not.”

“What’re you talking about?” Adam questioned, searching Kris’s face. “Is there something wrong with what I’m doing?”

“No,” Kris replied quickly. “But I’m gonna be honest here…as much as I appreciate you taking it slow with me…”

Adam interrupted him with a smile. “You want me to rough it up a little, right?”

“There you go again, reading my thoughts,” Kris said. His hand reached up and ran against the grain of Adam’s facial hair. “I want you to take control and show me how you really are.”

The smile on Adam’s face said it all. “You don’t mind?” Bending down, he whispered in Kris’s ear, “Because I can be gentle…I can be rough…I can be anything and everything you want me to be…you just tell me what you want and I’ll oblige.” Biting on Kris’s ear, he let out a deep laugh. “I’m gonna be honest with you here too…but I’m a control freak…I like being in control…always.”

Kris let his eyes close as he moaned hearing the words ‘being in control’. He wanted Adam to step up to the plate and take control. “Good,” he whispered, allowing his eyes to open. Turning his head slightly, he smiled at Adam. “I want you to be yourself…and don’t worry about me.”