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Post by astolat on Sept 1, 2009 23:45:05 GMT -5
Kris and Adam changing in a dressing room for a photoshoot!
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Post by templemarker on Sept 2, 2009 1:39:25 GMT -5
enjoy.  Arizona kind of sucks because they're all feeling tired, and even though everyone else gets to spend their eleven o'clock version of morning sleepily drinking lattes and doing phone interviews for local papers, Kris and Adam are shuffled off the bus by PAs who look even more tired than they do to do a morning tv spot, a regional magazine blurb, and a photoshoot with Spin that could only be scheduled for four hours between the blurb and soudcheck. Around one-thirty, hungry and tired and slowly veering towards pissed off, Kris and Adam were gently shoved into a dressing room, each with a rack of clothes numbered by photo set. Kris slumped against the door, Adam nearly of a height given how far he'd slunk down towards the floor, and they could hear the bustle and noise of the photoshoot set-up just outside the door. Kris rolled his head to look at Adam, who was staring back at him through slitted eyes. "How long do you think we can hold them off?" Adam asked, the faint hint of exhaustion in his voice. "Ten minutes?" Kris hazarded a guess, stretching out his fingers and lightly kicking his bag away from the door. "Cool. C'mere," Adam said, tugging Kris to him and running his nose along the fine skin of Kris's cheek. "Hmm," Kris murmured, tilting his head up to catch Adam's mouth, threading his hands into Adam's back pockets. "Good thing they haven't done the make-up thing yet." "Better thing--they haven't done the 'oops didn't mean to walk in on you so sorry bye' thing yet," Adam said, laughing a little into Kris's mouth. Kris licked the seam of Adam's mouth and smiled. "I give it two minutes," he said, leaning back in again. "Let's make 'em count," Adam replied, hand pushing against the short hairs of Kris's head. |
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Post by templemarker on Sept 2, 2009 1:51:20 GMT -5
Kris pushed him up against the door and sighed against Adam's skin; Adam's hands felt good, but part of him just wanted to go over to the corner and fall asleep on the pile of fabric there. Probably there was someone in this building who would murder him for the travesty of even touching things in this room, though, so instead he dug his fingers into Adam's ass and swallowed the rough noise that Adam made.
Adam's other hand pushed up beneath his button-up and t-shirt to heat already warm skin, and Kris shivered at the touch. Between his head and his back, Adam had him pulled close and pinned to his own body, and Kris tilted his head up to better reach Adam's mouth. Maybe a nap wasn't worth losing five spare minutes of this; hell, it wasn't worth having five minutes alone together, no people buzzing around them with schedules and Blackberries and the schedule that dominated their lives right now. Kris wouldn't change it for the world, but sometimes, he thinks of that last week in the mansion and wishes it were just him and Adam and this, existing in the space of each other and expectant hope.
"Wait," Adam said, pulling back but not far; Kris chased after that mouth with his own. "No, wait," Adam said again. "We have a day off tomorrow."
Kris thought about it for a second, and then his eyes brightened. "Oh, Adam Lambert, I always knew you were a clever one. We totally have a day off tomorrow."
Adam reached down to peck him on the mouth again, and then once more, before sliding past Kris to grab the first of many, many sparkle-encrusted outfits awaiting him. "Then we'll pick this up later. I have sequins to expose to the public."
Kris laughed, trailed fingers along Adam's bare bicep just to watch him shiver, and grabbed the plaid shirt that looked exactly like the one he was wearing save that it was blue instead of red. "Day off," he said.
"Day off," Adam said, like a promise.
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Post by astolat on Sept 2, 2009 9:21:58 GMT -5
YAYYYYYYYYYY!! \o/ ahahha I love how Adam has a stack of sparkle-encrusted outfits and Kris has -- a plaid shirt exactly like the one he is wearing. OH KRIS <3 ALSO: SEQUINS TO EXPOSE TO THE PUBLIC! That is totally asking to be the title of a longer work I AM JUST SAYING *cough*
I also desperately want a picture of Kris worn out and fast asleep on a pile of Adam's glittery costumes now. <333333
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Post by templemarker on Sept 2, 2009 10:12:58 GMT -5
Oh man. "Sequins to Expose to the Public" would also be a great title for a glam-rock drag queen ensemble.
glad you liked it! <3333
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