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Days of our Love	By : BlissGirl4Life Category: Reality TV > American Idol/Pop Idol Views: 1989 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Days of our Love
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Chapter One: Reunited and it Feels So Good
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As it turned out, I had a few last minute things I had to do, including some mini concert with Jordin. Chris decided to just go home for a week and visit with his family, and then we would meet back up in Seattle and go from there to LA to find our place.

I didn’t want it to get out to the fans that he and I were getting a place together. It wasn’t their business, and I knew it would only make the fans think even more so that Chris and I were a couple. I wasn’t ready to come out to them, and I knew that I wouldn’t be until Chris and I absolutely had to. It would be hard enough coming out to our parents, I knew.
Anyway, my plans almost went out the window when Chris mentioned in an interview about thinking of getting a place with me. It was just a casual reference. He also mentioned Nashville, but nevertheless, I knew that the cake fans who wanted us to be together would jump on it. I knew that major damage control had to be done. Keep in mind that this was just under a week before our last show when he did the interview.
At one of the last after parties, a fan asked me about LA. I made sure to diss LA and the people who lived there. I felt bad doing that. I mean I really didn’t mind LA that much. It would be a great place to get both Chris’ and my careers going. I also had friends there, and other friends that were planning on moving there. But that was beside the point. The last thing I needed was for fans to start trying to stalk Chris and I and find our home. Sure LA was huge, but you never know… I said moving to LA was just a rumor and that I planned on getting a place in Seattle. It wasn’t a total lie. I really did plan on getting one in my hometown, as Chris wanted a place in Virginia. We’d have our own private place together in LA that no one but our families and close friends had to know about.
Anyway, to make it up to me for spilling the beans, Chris told the same fans he was going to record his album in Nashville and Miami, which wasn’t a total lie either. He simply just left the LA part out this time.
The fans seemed to fall for it. I was glad. Chris and I had begun to be too open about our relationship—specifically at the last show. I think we both got caught up in the moment. I didn’t mention this before because there were other pressing parts of our story to tell, but I’ll tell it now.
Someone had given Jordin some white roses, which she had had set on the side of the stage. I thought it would be nice to give Chris one as a symbol that our love would carry on far past this tour. It was cheesy on my part maybe, but I can be romantic when I want to be. I handed him the rose, and he was shocked. He out it in his mouth and ran off like a tease. I grinned. I wanted to make it look like a joke so that the other fans wouldn’t suspect, but I was pretty sure it showed on my face that I wasn’t kidding.
Chris ended up keeping that rose until we got backstage, whispering how much he loved me, and how he was going to get me back for that stunt later. It was all in good fun of course. He wasn’t the slightest bit angry. In fact, later that night, he ended up showing me exactly how much he liked the rose.
Going back again, when we were all onstage, he came over to me and whispered into my ear, “I’m gonna love you forever.”
I was shocked he had said that onstage where anyone could have heard. He said it quietly enough for only the two of us to hear it, but still…
I decided to be just as bold, so I walked over to him and told him that I loved him back. I put my arm around him and he actually teared up; so touched by the moment.
Phil had decided to come over at that same moment, and when he saw that we were having a moment, he bolted. It was funny. Chris and I had teased him about it afterwards.
Chris and I hadn’t wanted to let each other go that night. We had made love longer than we ever had before at one time, but I knew we’d be together again, real soon. And now, it was only a short while before we would be together again and picking out our new place together.
Even so, I missed him terribly. We talked on the phone a lot, but I still wanted to do something to get his attention. Two days after we parted ways, it was early in the morning, and I couldn’t sleep. I decided to leave Chris a myspace message. I knew he was busy with his friends and family, and there was no telling when he would check it, but I left the message anyway. I made sure to leave a few of our private jokes in it that would surely get his attention.

Get to Seattle all ready.... Whatcha got to lose???... my hommie. Give me some backstage passes!!!!! Napples.
B∞C

It was good to be home and spending time with my friends and family. I even appreciated seeing my dog again. But even so, I missed Blake terribly. I know it sounds dumb, but even just spending a day away from him was torture. I was just thankful that I had my friends and family to distract me. Otherwise, I knew it would be worse. I had gotten so used to spending practically every waking moment with Blake that I wasn’t used to being separated from him. So when I found the message he left me, it made my heart pound hard in my chest. I knew very well that by saying he wanted some “backstage passes” he meant he wanted to be inside me again—and not just once either. After all, he said passes, not pass. It also made me feel good that he was eager to have me with him in Seattle already. I saw that he had left the message not even two full days after we had parted ways. It only made me miss him even more. I even had to smile at how he signed it “napples”. He always liked to throw in something to make it look like he was straight as a ruler. I knew he would probably always be one to try to play it straight. I kind of looked forward to the day where we didn’t have to hide it any longer, and everyone knew that he was mine and I was his.
I replied back to him privately for the time being. I sent him a comment, but he had to approve it first, and I knew he could simply read it and not approve it.

I’ll give you as many backstage passes as you want, but do know that I’m going to want some in return. I love you, B. It won’t be long now. I’m counting the days. Can’t wait to get our place. We can break in every room, if you know what I mean. See you soon. Love, C

He responded back only once. It was in a very brief message to me, but it definitely got the point across.

You better come prepared to burn off a lot of energy. Take that as you want. -B

I smiled when reading that. Oh, I planned on it all right!

The day finally arrived. I flew out to Seattle, even though I knew I really should be in Nashville or Miami, recording my album. But there was no way I would get anything done without seeing Blake first. I couldn’t concentrate when missing him that much.
I got off the plane, and there was Blake, waiting for me in the terminal.
We grinned at each other, and then ran into each other’s arms and hugged. We couldn’t hold each other for as long as I wanted to, but I knew we couldn’t make our relationship so obvious.
“I missed you so much,” he said as we hugged.
“I missed you more,” I said with a smile as we broke the hug and headed to baggage claim.
“That’s not even possible,” Blake said.
We continued to grin at each other.
It seemed like forever by the time I had gotten my luggage, and we were safely in the privacy of Blake’s car.
Between his cars’ tinted windows, and the fact that he had parked in a parking garage, we had plenty of privacy to do what we did next.
We both went in for the kiss at the same time, and expertly turned our faces to avoid nose collision.
When our lips met, it was like Heaven, or as close as you could get to Heaven besides actually going there, anyway. The kisses were soft and gentle and first, and then they quickly evolved into hard and passionate kisses.
I slid one hand underneath the back of his shirt, and let the other one gently massage hm over his pants.
Blake let out the sexiest noise that I can only describe as a growl. He ran one of his hands up my shirt, rubbing over my right nipple. He used his free hand to push my head closer to his, causing our kisses do deepen.
I moaned into the kisses, his fingers on my nipple driving me mad. I then broke the kiss, panting for breath. “I need you so badly right now.”
He nodded, and licked his lips. “My parents are out with friends. They are having dinner, and then going to a late movie. They won’t be back for at least three hours.”
“That will give us a little time at least. Not as much as I’d like, but we’ll make do.” I grinned.
He grinned too. “You’d be surprised at all you can get done in three hours if you do it right.” He winked at me, and then quickly sped off towards his house, nearly breaking the speed limit.
I grinned. I knew I was going to be in for one heck of a night and one heck of a visit.
B∞C

We got to my room, and I set Chris’ bags down. I had insisted on carrying them in for him. It was partly because I love him, but also partly because I liked feeling like the man.
“Mm, so can I take some of those backstage passes now?” I asked, kissing that spot below his ear and being very familiar with how much it turned him on.
He looked into my eyes, and I could see in them how much desire he had for me. “You may cash in on one now, baby, but you know I’m gonna want one from you in return before you get anymore than that.”
I thought about it for only a second. “All right, but I get backstage first.”
He smirked. “Okay, let’s drop the innuendos. It’s only the two of us now.”
“Mm, thank God.” I tugged at the hem of his shirt, and he lifted his arms to allow me to pull it off him.
I tried to undo his belt next, but he stopped me. “Uh uh. It’s my turn.”
I lifted my arms in response, and he pulled my shirt off, letting it fall to the floor with his. Next, he slowly ran his hands over my naked chest before leaning down and taking one of my nipples into his mouth.
I hissed with delight, and gripped his hair as he then proceeded to ever so gently bite it and at the same time, dart his tongue back and forth over it.
“Christopher, if you keep that up, I swear I’m going to come in my pants.”
He released my nipple. “Mm… We can’t have that now, can we?”
My eyes were dark and lust-filled by now. “No, we can’t.” I quickly undid his belt buckle, my eyes only leaving his when I got down on my knees to unzip his pants. I dragged the zipper down with my teeth at what I knew was an excruciatingly slow pace for him. I used my hands to undo his button at the same time.
He stepped out of his shoes, and pushed his socks off with his feet.
Once those were off, I yanked down his jeans, and he stepped out of them.
“Can we please pick up the pace here? I need you inside of me, Blake. You have no idea,” he said to me.
I grinned. “Oh, I think I have a pretty good idea.” I began kissing him over his boxer-briefs, letting my tongue slide over the rapidly hardening bulge in his pants.
He let out an almost animalistic cry, and backed me towards the bed. “No more games. I want you inside me—now.”
I moaned. “Well then get me undressed, and we’ll go from there.”
I didn’t have to tell him twice. He yanked off my shoes and socks, tossing them over his shoulder. He got my belt off even faster than I had gotten his off, and my pants undone even quicker than that.
I lifted my hips, allowing him to yank them off and toss them to the floor.
He licked his lips as he eyed my erection. “Mm, baby I can’t wait to have it inside.” He took me into his mouth for the briefest of moments.
I whimpered at the nearly instant loss.
“I just wanted a taste,” he said, grinning at me in such a way that I was determined to take him so deep and hard he wouldn’t be able to walk right for the remainder of his stay here.
I pressed him down below me in one swift motion, and then I leaned over and retrieved the lubricant from the bedside drawer. It only took me one minute to prepare him to my liking. I had become a pro at preparing him quickly yet thoroughly.
After coating my groin, I recapped the lubricant and dropped it to the floor. I knew that we would be needing it again later, but for now, only one ting mattered, and that was showing Chris exactly whom he belonged to.
Instantly, he wrapped his legs around my waist like a vice. “Do it now.”
I moaned. He was making it so hard for me to not come. I entered him slowly at first, but I increased my pace, gradually.
We both moaned once I was fully inside of him.
I kissed him. “You’re even tighter than you were the last time we did this.”
He put his lips against my left ear. “And you’re even harder than you were the last time we did this. Now show me what you can do with it. It’s been a week. That’s a pretty long time for us to go without each other.”
Our eyes locked, and I was sure that he could see as much lust in my eyes that I saw in his.
With another moan, I began my rhythm inside of him, not even bothering to start out slow this time. From the sounds of his moans and the way he tightened his legs even more against my waist, I knew that he approved.
B∞C

I hadn’t thought it was possible, but having Blake inside me felt better than it ever had before. He always seemed to amaze me when it came to our lovemaking. He always got better and better, and knew all the right angles and all the right spots. He was incredible.
“You feel so fricking good. So tight… So amazing… I just have to have more…” His lips were against my ear as he said this to me, and his warm breath sent shivers down my spine, despite its warmth.
“So then what are you waiting for? Take me harder…” I kissed his lips. “And deeper.” I pressed his backside so that he was forced to enter me even more.
There was no way he could possibly take me any deeper now, and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to last for more than a minute more, if even that.
His eyes were so glazed over with lust that I knew he couldn’t possibly be far behind me.
With a long, drawn out moan, he began thrusting inside me hard and firm, hitting my prostate every single time at just the right angle.
I moaned as long and drawn out as he had, and tried to tighten my legs around his waist even more. However, I couldn’t, for I already had them clenched pretty tightly around him. “Harder, Blakey, harder.”
Blake could only whimper as he thrust only twice more before coming hard inside me and screaming out my name.
I was done in for as well. I came over our chests so hard that I was shaking. I cried out Blake’s name into his shoulder, and he held me tightly, soothingly rubbing my back as we both waited to come back down from our orgasmic highs.
Once we both had, Blake gently pulled out of me and collapsed beside me.
I moaned, and got on top of him, kissing him heatedly.
“Was it as good for you as it was for me?” he asked with a grin.
I grinned too. “Mm, yes, but I think it could get even better yet.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Oh? How so?”
“Well…” I ran my hands slowly down his chest. “I could suck you. I know how much you love it when I have my mouth on you. Or I could cash in on one of those backstage passes you owe me.”
“Can’t I have both?”
I smirked. “My, my. Aren’t we greedy?”
“Please? I wuv you a whole, whole lot.” He spoke in a baby voice.
For some strange reason, it turned me on, and I could already feel my body “awakening” once again.
“Well, since you put it so nicely. I suppose we could work something out.” I trailed my index finger slowly down his chest and past his navel.
“You suck me and make love to me, and then we can order something in. After we eat dinner, I’ll suck you, and if you want, we can role-play again,” he said with a mischievous grin.
I grinned. “Can we play Officer Richardson verses Bob Bobberson—winner gets to top?”
In response, he pulled me in for a kiss so passionate, it literally took my breath away for a moment. When he broke the kiss, he answered my question. “You’re on.”
We grinned at each other, and then I kissed down his stomach to the exact place he had been waiting for.
He tangled his fingers in my hair as I swirled my tongue around the head. “Please… No more teasing, baby.”
“Mm, always the impatient one.” I took him all the way into my mouth then, and had to hold his hips down with my hand as they jerked up towards my mouth. I smiled against his cock. I was so going to win our contest later. After all, Bob Bobberson was no match for Officer Richardson.
B∞C

“I can’t believe you won,” I said with a pout. We had had our pre-fun and our dinner, and then we had had our battle for the top. I had thought Bob Bobberson was going to win until Officer Richardson reminded me that he carried a gun—a very big gun at that.
I was a good loser though. After all, I knew how good his “gun” was going to make me feel, and oh did it ever. Chris never ceased to amaze me in the bedroom.
Afterwards, we lay in each other’s arms in the afterglow.
“I didn’t know a gun cold hold that many bullets,” I teased.
He smirked. “Well mine was a really big gun.”
I licked my lips. “Indeed it was.”
We kissed a bit more, and then we knew that we had to get up and make the room and ourselves presentable. It wouldn’t be long before my parents arrived home.
We took turns in the shower, so as not to tempt ourselves into having more sex. There would be plenty of time for that later, like when my parents weren’t due to be home soon.
I let Chris take his shower first, and while he was taking his shower, I changed the bed sheets and put the current ones in the wash. I didn’t want my mother finding them while they were still soaked with proof of what we had done.
After a bit, I got tired of waiting for Chris. I stripped off my clothes, grabbed some clean ones, and then headed into the bathroom. I set my clean clothes next to his on the counter.
When he came out of the shower, I pulled him in for a kiss before he had even had a chance to dry off. “Did I ever tell you how hot and sexy you are?”
He grinned. “Many times, but I always like hearing it.”
I kissed his neck. “You’re hot.” I kissed his mouth. “And sexy. And I just want to have a little more fun with you.”
“Baby, the whole reason we agreed to separate showers was so that we could avoid this. Your parents could be home any time now.” He gave into my kisses nonetheless, and began grinding himself up against me.
“I know, but… That’s the funny thing about a bathroom.” I pulled away from Chris just long enough to walk over to the door and lock it. “The door has a lock.” I grinned, and walked back to Chris, practically pouncing on him. “Shower with me? Please?”
He moaned. “You’re impossible, you know that?”
“But you wouldn’t have me any other way.” I nipped down the side of his neck.
He sighed, but smiled as he took my hand and led me into the shower.
I grinned. Nothing had changed between us. I still always got my way.
B∞C

His legs were wrapped tightly around my waist. I had his back pressed against the wall, which helped me support him as I slammed into him. We were both just about there.
“One more time. That’s all I need,” he gasped out as I licked a long wet trail up his neck.
I moaned, pretty sure that that was all I needed too. I pulled almost all the way out, and then slammed back in, making sure to hit just the right spot at exactly the right angle.
He was right. He screamed my name along with a couple of curse words as he came over both our chests. The water washed all traces of it off within seconds. That was one of the many nice things about making love in the shower.
I followed right after, grunting out his name and trying my best to keep us both supported as I let go deep inside of him.
After a moment, I gently set him back down. “Mm, now are you satisfied?”
He grinned. “Not completely. But then again, I never am when it comes to you. I just can’t get enough of you.”
I moaned, and we kissed a little bit more.
I don’t know how we finally managed to break apart, but we did. He turned off the shower, and then we dried and dressed. We actually managed to get downstairs and watch TV before his parents got home. Thank God they hadn’t come home when Blake and I were in the shower. He was just too irresistible to say no to.
“Hello, Chris! Did you have a nice flight? It’s so good to see you again,” Dinah said as she hugged me tightly.
I smiled. “Yeah, things went pretty smoothly. It’s good to see you too.” I hugged her back.
“How ya doing, buddy? It’s good to see you,” Dallas said next, pulling me into a hug as well and patting my back.
“It’s good to see you too. I was looking forward to seeing you guys again.” I pat his back as well.
“Likewise, likewise.” Dallas said.
Dinah nodded and smiled. “I bought you boys some cake back. We stopped for dessert on the way home.”
“Chocolate?” Blake asked, his face lighting up.
“Dinah smiled. “Of course! I’ll go get it ready for you guys. You stay here and relax. You both want milk?”
Blake and I both said yes and thanked her, and then she went into the kitchen to get it.
“I’ll go help your mother,” Dallas said with a smile.
As soon as he was in the kitchen, Blake pulled me close and kissed me. “At least I know my parents already love you. It should make telling them about us a little bit easier.”
I nodded. “And mine love you.”
He smiled, and we kissed again.
We then settled on the couch and watched more of what we had been watching when his parents came home.
I knew I shouldn’t worry so much about telling our parents about us. After all, like Blake and I had said, his parents loved me, and mine loved him. Even so, I had to wonder if they would still feel that way once they knew that their sons were much more than just best buds. I would find out soon enough. As soon as Blake and I got our place together, we were going to have dinner there, and invite both sets of parents. I just hoped it didn’t end up being like a prisoner’s last meal before execution.
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