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Post by sparkysparky on Sept 4, 2009 20:45:16 GMT -5
"P....perfect?" he asked, squeaking and wrapping his arms around his torso. Suddenly, coming out shirtless didn't really seem like a good idea anymore. He glared at Brad, wondering why the other man had to come and ruin his Adam time. "Perfect for what?" He tugged ineffectually at the bottom of the shorts, wanting to cover up a bit more of his body.
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Post by xbeyondinsanex on Sept 5, 2009 2:05:47 GMT -5
Adam grinned at him eagerly.
"One of my back up dancers has the flu." Brad rolled his eyes.
"One of his back up dancers got drunk and slept with half the island last night." He corrected.
"And you're just his build. Can you dance?" Adam asked, looking more hopeful than a cripple at the shrine of Mary in Lourdes.
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Post by bubbywubby on Sept 5, 2009 22:07:21 GMT -5
Kris thought quickly to himself, why the hell not.
"Sure," he said. "It shouldn't be that hard, right?"
Adam and Brad looked at each other, then back at Kris. Brad has a smirk on his face, while Adam look apprehensive.
Kris thought he saw pity in Adam's eyes, but it went away in a flash when Adam smiled brightly.
"No, not hard at all." Adam replied.
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Post by xbeyondinsanex on Sept 6, 2009 0:28:51 GMT -5
Kris had never really been much of a dancer, but this was Adam Lambert. If Adam asked you to dance, you said ok and danced your ass off.
"So long as you can teach me the moves." Kris said, knowing this was now or never. "Maybe somewhere ... away from an audience first."
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Post by debaser on Sept 6, 2009 13:57:43 GMT -5
Brad raised his eyebrows, looking first to Kris with his too-innocent eyes and slightly flushed cheeks, and then to Adam, his barely-veiled interest flickering heatedly across deep blue.
Brad wasn't stupid; he knew a threat when he saw one. And if it was a fight this little twink wanted, it was a fight he'd get.
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Post by xbeyondinsanex on Sept 6, 2009 15:50:48 GMT -5
"Well, I am not sure Adam has time to teach you dance moves." Brad said, walking up to Kris confrontationally. "But after an hour or so with me, I might be able to move you up the chain, so to speak, if you're good enough."
Adam looked surprised but tilted his head.
"Brad's actually my lead dancer so I guess that makes sense." He mused aloud, quirking an eyebrow at Kris. "If you think you're up for it."
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Post by writerndisguise on Sept 7, 2009 14:43:25 GMT -5
Kris hid his disappointment surprisingly well, and just flashed a fake smile at Brad before glancing back at Adam, "Of course I'm up for it," he said in a voice that he silently prayed sounded more confident than he felt.
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Post by xbeyondinsanex on Sept 7, 2009 20:58:13 GMT -5
Kris walked into the studio and was a little surprised to see Brad dressed in nothing but hotpants, like he had been in the picture. "Change" Brad said, tossing a matching pair of shorts to Kris. He didn't indicate a dressing room, so Kris stripped right there, trying to match Brad's stare with indifference. He wasn't going to let Brad get the better of him.
"Let's warm up" Brad said, moving close to Kris and hitting the remote on the stereo.
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Post by sparkysparky on Sept 7, 2009 22:16:35 GMT -5
Kris started out with some of the stretches his baseball coach had taught them, but soon found that copying Brad's movements was easier. He'd just reached down to grab his ankles when he heard an amused voice behind him.
"Isn't this just the prettiest picture I ever saw."
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