glambertrock | Long way from Conway (8/?) (Reply)

A/N: YES I got it done tonight just like I said I would to

kiri_no_yami!!!!!!!!! :DDDD Enjoy!

Leila gazed at her son lovingly as he laid on the couch sound asleep, face calm and body sprawled out like a dog. She just couldn't believe how old he was getting. To her, he was still her baby boy that her and Neil obsessed over when he first was born.

Leila remembered the day that she caught Adam playing with her make-up, the day that Adam first sang for her, and when she first went to one of his plays.

She remembered how when Adam came out to them how scared Adam was until they told him how they felt, seeing Adam's eyes light up and feel an immediate connection of love grow between them. Then, she remembered yesterday when Adam had come to her and was so remorseful about what had happened. She so adored how Adam came to her without lying, knowing he could come to her whenever. Leila loved that relationship she had between her son and herself. For some reason, it just gave her comfort.

Suddenly, Eber came home unusually early. Leila ran to the door and looked at her husband in confusion.

"Sweetie, why are you home so early? Aren't you-"

Leila gasped, seeing young Kris crawl out from behind him, smiling weakly at her.

"Hi Mrs. Lambert."

"Kris....what-"

"Leila," Eber began, "Kris got kicked out of his home. His parents found out about what went on and so they kicked him. I found him in town on the street playing for money. Leila, we have to keep him here."

"Yes," Leila choked out as she tried to hold back tears, "we do. Kris, I can't believe they just...put you out on the street like that! That's horrible! Honey, you stay here, we'll take care of you. Kris, I think I speak for Eber also when I say that....we would be glad to have you live here, Kris. Really."

Grinning like a fool, Kris ran to Leila and hugged her, letting his own tears fall. Why can't my parents be like Adam's?

"Thanks....s-so much. I'll do anything to repay you." Kris pulled away and looked at Leila and Eber. "Anything, you guys just say the word!"

Leila shook her head. "No, you don't have to do anything, Kris. Now go set your things in Adam's room."

"Adam's? But.....you actually trust Adam and I to share a room...."

Laughing, Leila pointed to Adam's room. "Just go, sweetie!"

Taking his things from Eber, Kris walked to Adam's room, setting is things down at the door. Looking around the room, Kris got memories from the night before. He could remember how they fell asleep in each other's arms and had cuddled before that. He couldn't help but smile at the kind memory. If only that hadn't been such a bad this as my parents say it was.

Kris sat down on the bed and looked around, smiling as he saw the Madonna posters on his wall.

"That's so Adam," he chuckled.

Kris got up and walked to Adam's closet, checking out his clothes. There was a lot of leather clothing, whether it was a jacket or leather pants, there sure was a lot of it! Laughing at how much he did have, Kris found a very beautiful suit. It was deep black and felt smooth to the touch. He could just imagine seeing Adam in it.

He'd look cute, Kris thought, if only I could see him wear it....

Suddenly, Kris heard someone walk in. Trying to hide what he was doing, Kris hid behind the suit and pretended he wasn't there. Sadly, he was caught. Worse, it was by Adam, and he looked suspicious.

"Kris," Adam asked as he moved the suit from his face, "what are you doing and why are you hiding behind one of my suits?"

"Um.....I was taking a liking in your type of fashion and wanted to try some things on?"

"Yeah, right. Kris, you would never even dare to wear a speck of leather. Tell the truth, babe."

Sighing, Kris held up the suit and looked to Adam.

"I was looking through your closet and I found this suit and it looked really pretty and I want to see how hot you look in it."

Adam stood with his jaw hanging open, looking at Kris in comical shock.

"Well, that was the blunt way to say that."

Kris hung his head, sighing as he put the suit back on Adam's clothes rack.

"It's okay if you don't want to show me."

"NO!"

Kris jumped, scaring even Adam himself.

"What I mean is, I'd be glad to show you. Um.....hand it over to me."

"Okay."

Kris anxiously handed the suit to Adam, and he couldn't help but smile from the look on Kris's face. He could just tell Kris wanted him to put it on, and Adam had a thought to make it more interesting.

"Want to help me put it on? I mean, I am still in crutches, so I need help with this."

YES! YES YOU FOOL SAY YES!

"Um, sure."

"Okay," Adam began, smiling as Kris stood, wide-eyed, "take of my shirt."

Kris obediently took hold of Adam's shirt and pulled it off, revealing the beautiful body Kris remembered. Smiling, Kris kissed Adam on the lips and rubbed his back.

"You look gorgeous, you know that?"

"Of course I do now that you told me," Adam cheekily murmured.

"Ha ha. Now, what do you want me to do next?"

"Grab my undershirt."

Ugh, why not the pants?????

"Sure."

Grabbing the shirt, Kris pulled it over Adam's head and helped him straighten it out, making Adam look just fabulous.....at least from Kris's point of view. Next, Kris draped the black smooth jacket over Adam, smiling at how gorgeous he looked.

"You look beautiful, baby."

Kris took Adam's face in his hands and kissed Adam's lips slowly and gently, making sure to not rush at all, for he wanted it to last forever. When their lips separated, Adam gazed into Kris's eyes and looked down.

"Kris.....can you now help with my pants?"

Smiling, Kris nodded and eagerly obeyed. Shimmying down his shorts, Kris stared directly at the ground, telling himself not to even think about looking up. He wants you to help him, not do that fool!

As soon as he got the shorts off, Kris brought Adam's pants to him and slid them on, smiling as he saw Adam almost blush. One thing Adam was good at doing was hiding his emotions when it came to love. Unless he himself approved of them showing, Kris never would know that he had them. But when Adam saw that Kris could see the blush, Adam's face grew redder.

"Hehe, um....the shoes for this are over there on my shoe rack. Can you-"

"I can!"

Kris giggled as he retrieved the shiny shoes for Adam. "Wow babe, these are really nice!"

Adam nodded, taking them and sliding them on on his bed. "Cost a fortune. I got all this for a wedding I had to go to last year. My parents loved it on me-"

"I can see why."

Blushing, Adam went on. "....but I vowed to never wear it out again."

"WHY?"

Adam laughed. "Stop being so cute, Kris. Anyway, I got zero complements about it."

"WHAT?"

Adam slapped Kris and laughed, kissing him on the nose. "Stop it, seriously! You're ruining the story!"

"Sorry, go on...."

Laughing, he continued. "Nobody said they liked it. I....I just never thought it looked good on me because of that."

Kris laughed and shook his head, kissing Adam and hugging his arm tightly. "Adam, has anyone ever told you that you are so dumb about not knowing how beautiful you look?"

Adam kissed Kris and sighed. "I guess I am being a bit stupid. I mean, it was my family we're talking about, not gay boys...."

The two bursted into laughter, smiling at the thought of that. Sitting on the bed, the two gazed at each other lovingly, kissing every once in a while, and man did Adam like that. He just was beginning to enjoy their relationship, and man, this was icing on the cake for him. He loved Kris to death, and this was just awesome.

"Um Kris.....I need to tell you something."

"Sure Adam," Kris nervously replied," tell away!"

"Well, my aunt Carrie is getting married and well.....her and her husband and their guests are going to come here for their wedding reception tomorrow. Would you be okay meeting them?"

Kris rolled his eyes and nodded. "Of course I'd be okay at a party Adam. Gosh, so over protective!"

Adam giggled. "You haven't met my aunt Carrie. She...well.....let's just say she knows a lot of.....different types of drinks...."

"Oh gosh, are you kidding?"

"Nope."

"And you would think I would be surprised."

Adam pushed Kris over, making him fall off the bed.

"And you would think you would have seen that coming, Kris."

With a small smirk, Kris rolled his eyes and stumbled back on the bed.

"Curse you, Adam Lambert."

"I love you too, Kristopher. So much."

To be continued..........

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PS: surefiredguitar , hope you see where this is going, now don't you :p lol