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Invisible Lover - Chapter 3
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mhobbs0430Pairing: Adam/Kris
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wizardesslynWord Count: 2182
Rating: NC-17/R for the whole story
Disclaimer:
This is fanfiction. Just for fun, no harm intended. Probably crack.
Warnings: blowjob by invisible means, m/m sex, magical sand, um, IDK....
Summary:
Prompt: The Sandman’s Guild has for some time considered Adam Lambert’s incurable insomnia a source of consternation and embarrassment. Close to throwing in the towel on this failure, they decide to make a last-ditch effort in treating Adam’s insomnia by sending young Sandman-in-Training Kristopher Allen, who has had a less-than-stellar start to his sleep-inducing career, to attempt to lull Adam to sleep. Kristopher, a musician by heart, has no desire to become a Sandman and only joined because everyone insisted he looked simply adorable –and hot– in the skimpy Sandman loincloth. True to form, when Kristopher is sent to Adam’s apartment to try and get Adam to sleep, he makes rookie mistakes (e.g., by completely forgetting to make himself invisible and by forgetting to be quiet). Can Sandman-in-Training Kristopher find a way to put Adam to sleep? Will young Kristopher throw in the towel (or the loincloth) and give up his sand-sprinkling ways?
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A/N:
Thank you to
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purplehaze1111 for entrusting me with her latest prompt. I had such a great time with this one.This is a completed fic.
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Invisible Lover - Chapter 2
Adam had another meeting that morning with the label and then he was in the studio for the rest of the day. He sat down at the table next to his manager, Peter, who gave him a concerned look. “Did you take them?”
“Yeah, can’t you tell?” He replied, sarcastically, then weakly smiled. “Sorry.”
“I’m worried about you, Adam.”
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Shoot”
“Well, the other night, I met this guy at a club.”
“Uh, ok.”
“Don’t worry; I won’t give you the dirty details.”
Peter raised his eyebrows, “Thanks.”
“Anyway, we were getting along great, and then he just ditched me. I asked him to go home with me and he ran off.”
“Maybe he doesn’t put out on the first date?” A snicker accompanied that comment.
“No, that’s not it”, Adam smirked. “We a sort of... um… earlier, you know...”
He held his hand up, “TMI, Adam.”
Adam quickly realized that this was a better discussion for Brad, so he vowed to call him after the meeting.
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“You two looked like you were having a great time”, Brad said in the phone.
“We were, and then I took him to the back room.”
“Haha, I knew it. You fucked him.” He said, excitedly.
“Brad”, Adam tried to sound appalled. “No.”
“Blow job, then.”
Adam sighed into the phone. “It was amazing, both giving and receiving.”
“Ok, and then what?”
“Then I asked him if he wanted to go somewhere with me, and he agreed, until he asked where we were going. Then he freaked out and ran out on me.”
"So, he wanted to leave with you and probably get fucked, but he didn't want you to take him to your house?" Brad questioned.
"Exactly."
“Hmm, maybe he thought it was too soon or some shit?”
“I don’t know. But I didn’t get even his number, so I can’t call him.”
“Pick me up at 8:00.”
“Thanks Brad. You’re the best.”
“I know, bitch.”
Adam hung up, laughing and continued to the studio where he was meeting with a couple of writers.
He had renewed hope that maybe he’d see Kris again.
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Kris had popped into Adam’s house just as he was leaving. The way the man was dressed, Kris knew he was going out to a club. Probably that same club from the other night. I wonder if he’s going there to see me? Kris thought sadly. As much as he wanted to go to that club to be with Adam, he knew this was more important.
When he heard the car speed off, Kris took out the taped piece of paper and laid it on the piano. Then stretching his fingers, he sat at the piano and began to play the song that he had written on his guitar. He tweaked a few things here and there, and then wrote out the piano notes on a separate piece of paper, for Adam to see.
Kris had been there for at least couple of hours, when he heard the door open and a somewhat inebriated Adam stumbled inside. He quickly hid the two pieces of paper and then Kris made himself invisible and waited for the right moment.
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Adam and Brad arrived at the club and Adam looked around for Kris. He got a drink at the bar and then and walked around the club, hoping to see him. He walked out on the dance floor, eyes searching everyone for his Kris. “Humph”, he huffed, downing the rest of his drink.
Adam was on his third cocktail when he thought he saw him, just for a moment, or at least he thought it was him. He quickly realized he was starting to imagine things and decided he needed to work off some steam. He grabbed the first available and willing twink and dragged him onto the dance floor. After a couple of dances, the guy whispered something to Adam and put his hand on his lower back. Adam didn’t even hear him; he just remembered the feeling from the other night, right before he found Kris. Kris
Adam danced for a little while until the guy seemingly got bored. It was obvious that Adam wasn’t in to him. Not that Adam minded, or even noticed when the guy had walked away in a huff.
Adam found Brad sitting at a table making out with some guy. He looked up at his friend and asked him to join them, and they had a few more cocktails. The more Adam drank, the more he thought about the last few nights; Kris, the illusions in his room; the sex. He suddenly wanted to go home. “Hey Brad?”
“Yeah”, Brad came up for air long enough to acknowledge Adam.
“I’m taking off. You have a ride home?”
The dude he was with smirked and nodded in unison with Brad, “Yeah. Talk to you tomorrow.”
Adam nodded and headed out of the bar to his car.
Back at his house, sitting in his driveway, he didn’t even remember driving home. “Shit”, he said out loud as he climbed out of his car. “Fucked up”, he mumbled, giggling.
He took the keys out of his pocket and they dropped on his front step. Giggling again, Adam picked them up and fumbled until he found the house key and carefully put it in the lock and turned it, pushing the front door open. He practically fell inside, cursing and then shutting the door and finally making his way to his bedroom. “Fuck”, he said again and climbed the stairs, peeling his clothes off along the way.
He did think enough to stop at the bathroom first and brush his teeth and pee. “Are you here tonight?” He called out to no one. “I could really use another blowjob or whatever the fuck that was.” Then he laughed at himself. “You are losing it, man”, he shook his head and stumbled in to his bedroom, landing right into his bed.
Adam really was horny by this time, sporting a major hard on, but he was too intoxicated to take care of himself. He lay down and made a half hearted attempt at jerking himself off, but that’s not what he really had wanted tonight.
He lay there sighing, wishing the night had gone differently, when he heard it. Music? Sounded like someone playing a piano. It sounded nice. Adam hummed along and fell into a drunken sleep.
Kris stopped playing and laid both of the sheets of paper on the piano, with the notes on top, hiding the words that Adam wrote. He wanted him to see the tune first.
Kris popped into Adam's room and saw the gorgeous man lying naked on his bed, asleep, cock still at attention. He licked his lips. God, he wanted it. So badly.
He watched Adam's chest rise and fall, his dick twitching. He must be dreaming? Kris couldn't take it anymore and while still invisible, placed his lips around the rock star’s cock. Adam stirred at the sudden relief, but didn't awaken.
Kris went to work, licking and sucking Adam’s swollen shaft, licking the pre-cum that had pooled at the slit. Kris let his fingers swirl around the balls, squeezing gently, fucking Adams’ dick with his mouth.
Still out of it, Adam was beginning to writhe and make filthy sounds. When he came, Adam shouted out which caused Kris to get startled and he accidentally showed himself for just a second and then vanished, in a panic.
Adam opened his eyes and groaned. "Come back", he half heartedly called out. "That was amazing."
Well, there was no going back to sleep after that... What was that, a dream, delusion? It was incredible, whatever it was. And, I saw someone, didn't I?
Feeling less buzzed now, Adam got up and went to the music room to write. He walked inside and sat at the piano, noticing the paper laying there. "What is this?"
He saw the notes, and began to tap them on the piano. "Pretty". Adam played them again and again, until it was sounding fluid. He wasn't much of a piano player, but he could read notes, at least simple ones like this. He picked up the paper and finally noticed the other sheet under it. "What the hell?" He looked at it again, and realized it was the words he ripped up the other night.
Adam began playing again and this time, sang the words along with their new tune. Stopping, he looked up, "I love it", he declared to no one, and yet to someone. He knew it had to be the same person or thing or whatever that was so good at pleasuring him. "I knew it", he shouted. "I'm not going crazy." But how? And who?
"Please show yourself. I need to see you", he begged. Nothing.
Kris was hovering, invisibly, having returned when he heard the music playing. He wanted to, so badly. He wanted to show Adam who he was. He wanted to kiss the man, hold him, and he really wanted Adam to make love to him. Kris sighed and then sucked in his breath.
"Play it with me? It's beautiful."
Kris thought about it and silently agreed. But, he had to remain invisible. Maybe he could get Adam's memory modified tomorrow; if he even remembered it after all of the alcohol he’d consumed tonight.
Kris sprinkled magic dust around Adam and the piano. It wasn't the sleeping sand, but had a calming effect on those it touched. Then he sat down next to Adam and began to play.
"I must be completely nuts. But I don't care", Adam picked up the taped words and began to sing to the invisible piano accompaniment. Kris played the song flawlessly.
He played it two more times and then Kris finally spoke. Quietly, but Adam could still hear him.
"I wish..."
"I want to see you, touch you." Adam pleaded.
Kris touched Adam’s cheek. He felt so good. Kris wanted to, but he knew that he shouldn’t. He didn’t know what to do; only that he needed to talk to someone and it couldn’t be Adam. Not yet. Then he popped out once again, leaving Adam alone and very confused.
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Adam sat at the piano for a little while longer, playing and singing the song over and over. He missed his invisible lover, who played so beautifully.
Eventually, he went back to his room and climbed into bed. Most of the alcohol had worn off by now and it took him some time, but finally, Adam drifted off to sleep.
The next morning, he went into his studio and found the sheets of paper where he'd left them the night before, on the piano. His mind took him back to the entire experience. What he could remember of it. He wasn't entirely sure that it wasn't a dream, but the evidence was right here. He sang and played the song again and then called his manager. "I need some studio time. I have a new song I just wrote."
"That's great, Adam. I can’t wait to hear it."
They talked about the type of song, and what kind of producer he'd like to work with on this one. Adam knew exactly who he'd like to play the piano on it, but he couldn't exactly explain that to his manager.
After the phone call, he decided to work out for a bit before heading out for the day. Brad texted him while he was on the treadmill at the gym. ‘So, tonight again?’
Adam smiled. He’d never gone to clubs this often before. But, maybe tonight he’d see Kris again and he definitely didn’t want to miss the opportunity. ‘Sure. Pick you up at 8p’
‘Keep the faith, buddy.”
Adam chuckled to himself. Brad was a good friend. He also figured that the guy he’d been making out with the night before had already invited him out again so it was a win win, for both of them.
After his work out, Adam met with his manager, Peter, at Starbucks so they could talk some business. “So, I booked you the studio for this Friday. Everyone’s already confirmed. I think you’ll like who I got.
“That’s great. You want to listen in?”
“Yes, definitely. I want to hear this one.”
Afterwards their meeting, Adam went home to have dinner and then got ready to pick up Brad. He took a shower and then stared into his closet in only his underwear, deciding what to wear.
Smiling, he pulled out his outfit and began to slowly dress while he imagined his invisible lover taking his clothes off of him instead. He wished he’d return, but he also knew that this was most likely all in his head and sighed.
He decided to concentrate on finding Kris and maybe starting a real relationship. He took a final look at himself in the mirror. “You better be there tonight, Kris”, he smirked, and then grabbed his keys and left for Brad’s.
TBC
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Loving this! thank you so much for updating! Muah!
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Thanks so much, Caris!!!
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Thanks, Amber, I appreciate your comments, you are one of my favorite writers, so it means a lot.
I'll post tomorrow.
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Huggles
Deb <333
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