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From American Idol To Bliss	By : BlissGirl4Life Category: Reality TV > American Idol/Pop Idol Views: 1734 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the people I am writing about in this fanfiction. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Here is the last chapter. I will be writing a sequel sometime in August about them on tour. I hope you all enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! Thank you all so much for your reviews. They mean a lot! Please let me know what you think of the story as a whole. ;) Love you guys!
Week Top 1
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As I sang, “She Will Be Loved” on the last night I’d ever sing on the show, I looked at Chris. He was crying. I knew this song now meant as much to him as it did to me. It was our song. It was the song that had been playing when I made love to him for the first time, and I knew that the two of us would always think of that night when he heard this song.
The judges gave me good reviews when I finished, and when Ryan was talking to me, I smiled at Chris, pointed to him, and mouthed, “for us”. I didn’t care how that had looked. It had felt so perfect and right to be with Chris that Saturday. Nothing could have gotten me down that night. I wasn’t even down when I had to sing “This Is My Now”, a song that was oh so clearly tailored for Jordin. I did the best I could with it though.
Chris loved it, however, and I saw him smiling at me encouragingly from the audience.
Whenever I saw Chris smiling at me, it just made my heart soar. I could hardly wait to be alone with him after the show.
That night, Chris made love to me. It was just as perfect as the first time he had made love to me, if not more.
“Even if you’re not the winner tomorrow, you’ll always be my winner,” he said to me as we lay in each other’s arms afterwards.
I kissed him. “And you’re mine.”
We kissed some more, and then I made love to Chris again. Again, it was even more perfect than the first time I made love to him had been.
I knew I wasn’t going to win, but as long as I had Chris, I didn’t have to. I had already won.
When Jordin was announced the winner the next night, I gave her a hug and told her I loved her. I was glad that all this Jordin drama was over between her, Chris, and myself. Chris and I now trusted each other completely, and I knew that Jordin just thought of me as a brother, just as Chris and I only thought of her as a little sister.
When it was time for Jordin to sing her song again, I ran off to sit next to Chris. I couldn’t get next to him soon enough.
We had requested to spend one last night in the house instead of staying at a hotel like everyone else was going to. I know it sounded dumb, but Chris and I wanted to be in our room and in our beds, where it all began. Okay, so we had fallen for each other before we shared a room, but you get the picture.
I could hardly wait for after the after party. It was then that I would have Chris all to myself again.
B*********C
I was happy for Jordin. I think Blake was just as talented, and had just as much right to win, but he seemed all right with not winning. As long as Blake was okay with not winning, then so was I.
I was so proud of him when he sang the night before that I had cried. I thought Blake might have teased me about it later, but instead, he pointed to me and mouthed to me that “She Will Be Loved” was “for us”. It made me fall even more in love with him, if that were possible.
Getting back to after Jordin was announced the winner, Blake ran over to me. So badly I wanted to kiss him, but instead I settled for hugging him.
We let our hug last a little more than it needed to last, but I don’t think we could have hugged quickly if we had tried.
We managed to finish watching the show without ravishing the other.
When the show ended, we all ran up to congratulate Jordin, and then we talked to our families, who were there for support.
Blake’s parents always treated me with such respect. Blake told me it was because they knew how much I meant to him.
Neither one of us had told our parents about our relationship, nor were we in a big hurry to either. Blake and I wanted to keep this private between us—
at least until after the tour.
Anyway, my parents already loved Blake like a son. I hoped they would be just as accepting of him once they knew what he really was to their son. My parents were awesome though, so I was sure they’d be all right with it. Even so, I was in no hurry to tell them.
All of us contestants headed to the after party afterwards. I made sure I got to sit in the backseat of the car with Blake.
Blake and I looked at each other and smiled, and I knew we were both thinking the same thing. We would stay at the party for just a bit, and then we would head back to the house and back to our room. The time couldn’t come soon enough.
B*********C
Chris and I hung at the party for about an hour. We had a good time, and talked with our friends and family. But soon, I couldn’t take Chris’ dance moves. The way he danced was killing me. I was also getting turned on by the way he moved his hips ever so slowly, the way he smiled, and the way he licked his lips when looking at me. Heck, even the way he laughed was getting me aroused. I couldn’t take it anymore.
I walked over to Chris. He was talking to Brandon.
I gently tapped Chris on the shoulder. “I’m sorry to interrupt, but do you think I could talk to you alone for a moment?”
Chris nodded. “Sure.”
I turned to Brandon. “I’m sorry. I don’t mean to take him from you.”
“Don’t mention I, man. I’ve been meaning to catch up with Sligh anyway,” he replied.
I smiled, and pat his back. “Thanks. It’s good to see you again, buddy.”
“You too,” he said, patting my back in return.
Brandon and Chris exchanged goodbyes.
Finally, Chris turned his attention back to me. “What’s up? You wanna go home?”
“I don’t think I can make it home first. Come with me to the bathroom, now.” I murmured, pulling him by the shirt to the bathroom. I released his shirt after a brief moment. I didn’t want my parents thinking something was going on between Chris and I. As much as I loved him, I wasn’t nearly ready for that step yet. I was settling for my parents loving Chris to death and loving him as my best friend.
I entered the bathroom first, and looked around. Good. We were the only ones there.
Once I heard Chris come in, I turned around and grabbed him by the shirt again. I then pulled him into a stall.
I locked the stall, pressed Chris against the wall, and then finally kissed him hard and passionate.
Chris moaned, and pulled me closer to him, deepening the kiss.
I sighed. This was a good start, but I as going to need more. Much, much more…
B*********C
I loved how Blake could get so demanding when he wanted sex. It turned me on even more than I already was from his kisses.
He soon slid down to his knees and unzipped my pants with his teeth.
I moaned. “You’re so bad,” I whispered, watching him undo my pants button, and then slide my pants and boxers to the floor.
“Mm, and you love me for it,” he said, before licking a slow trail up the bottom of my erection.
“Gosh Blake!” I gasped. I gripped his hair and threw my head back.
He reached up to cover my mouth with his hand. “Shh… Remember we have parents at the party, and others who don’t know about us,” he said gently.
“It’s not like they can hear us over the music and all the talking,” I said. I tried my best to keep quiet nevertheless.
He took all of me into his mouth then, and I had to think how he had gotten so good at this. I mean, yes he had a lot of practice with me, but he had always been so good…
As he continued to move his mouth over me, I knew it wasn’t going to take long for me to lose it all. And when he started fondling my balls, I did completely lose it.
I cried out his name, trying to keep it low, and I stroked his hair as he drank it all down. It was just about enough to get me aroused again.
He stood back up and licked his lips, grinning at me like the Cheshire cat.
“You are so bad. You’ve gotten me so in the mood again. It’s your turn now,” I murmured, pulling him in for a deep kiss, which he returned.
I let my tongue slide into meet with his, and the taste of myself on him only aroused me more.
“Mm, please suck me,” he whispered in my ear.
“You never have to beg me, baby,” I said to him before slipping down to my knees in front of him.
Blake moaned, and leaned back against the stall wall.
I slowly unzipped his pants with my teeth, as he had done for me. I wanted to get him as aroused as he had gotten me.
He moaned even louder, and I smirked to myself. Apparently, it had worked.
“Shh… We have parents outside,” I said, unable to resist giving his line back to him.
I undid his pants button, and then pulled down his jeans with his briefs.
By the time I was done with him, he was going to be begging me for more.
B*********C
I couldn’t stop the curses from my lips and Chris slowly circled his tongue around and over the head of my erection. I wished he had hair to grip onto. Though at least he had more to work with than Phil in that department. Ha! I settled for gently placing my hands over the back of his head.
“No teasing, please. I can’t take much more of this,” I said.
Chris responded by instantly taking me into his mouth—
every last inch—
and practically swallowing me whole.
Again I swore, and Chris began sucking me hard and firm, allowing me to thrust in and out of his mouth a bit. I was so not going to last more than a minute. I knew that, but at least I had that one pure minute of bliss first.
I was just about there when I heard the bathroom door open.
Chris and I both froze for a brief moment.
The guy went into the stall next to us, and Chris began sucking me again.
I whimpered, and Chris covered my mouth with his hand as he quickened his pace over me, trying desperately to give me my orgasm.
He was insane, but it turned me on to no end!
I had to use every bit of strength in me to hold off on coming until I heard the guy leaving. I swear the second he left I came, crying out Chris’ name into his hand.
He drank every last drop down, and I wanted to pound into him right then and there. But the bathroom was no longer a safe place to ravish him. We had to get back to the house now before I exploded.
Chris stood back up, and we kissed for a moment, our tongues playing with each other’s.
Finally, when we broke for air, I knew we had to go then.
I pulled up my pants, and re-secured them.
Chris did the same with his pants. He then looked at me and grinned. “Wanna get back to the house and finish this?” he asked.
I nodded. “You have no idea!”
We kissed once more, and then left the bathroom after we were sure that our appearances weren’t tattletale to what we had just been doing.
B*********C
“We’re both tired. We just want to go back and sleep now. I’ll see you guys tomorrow. I love you.”
“We are going to miss the house, as weird as it may seem. We wanted to spend one last night in our room before we have to leave it.”
Those were Blake’s and my excuses to our parents as we said goodbye to them.
I felt bad for not sticking around sooner, but I had to have Blake now. I couldn’t wait any longer, and I knew he felt the same way about me.
Once we had managed to slip out of the party, I saw a limo waiting for Blake and I.
“This is for us?” I asked.
Blake nodded. “I called while you were saying goodbye to your parents. It will take us back to the house.”
“Cool!” I said, slipping in the backseat as the driver held the door open for us. I thanked the driver.
Blake thanked the driver too, and then got into the backseat with me.
Soon we were off towards the house, and Blake was all over me since the divider was up, separating us from the driver.
“Mm, why a limo? Why didn’t we just go back in the car we came in?” I asked between kisses. “Not that I’m complaining.”
“I had a hot dream the night before we were reunited. It involved a limo and you riding me,” Blake murmured into my ear. “I thought we could make my dream come true.”
I moaned. “I had a dream about you too that same night.”
Blake smiled. “Really? I’d love to hear it, but you’ll have to tell me about it later if we want to be able to get my fantasy done. That is, if you want to ride me…” Blake began kissing down the side of my neck, and tugging at my shirt.
I lifted my arms. “You know I want to, but…. Do we have any protection?”
“Well, you see, part of my dream involved me taking you raw. I don’t have aids, I assure you. I had a full check-up at the doctor’s subsequent to the last time I’ve had sex with anyone but you. They tested for aids too for the heck of it, and the results came back completely negative.” Blake began to nip down the side of my neck again.
I closed my eyes. “I’ve been tested too. It’s a weird thing I have. I always feel the need to get a full check up after a breakup. I came back clean.” It was the truth. It made me believe that it was meant to be this way.
“Well then, what do you say? Do you want to ride me without an annoying condom between us?” Blake asked.
“Yes. I want you right now before I fricking explode!” I said to Blake, now suddenly more in the mood then ever before.
“Well then, let’s waste no more time,” Blake murmured.
His eyes darkened with desire, and I knew that he wanted this as much as I did.
We quickly stripped each other down to nothing.
He had me suck on his fingers to make them nice and slick, and then he began preparing me with those fingers. He did a quick but thorough job, all the while driving me insane with need.
When he finished, he coated his own groin with spit to lubricate it. I know it sounded gross, but right then I really didn’t give a crap what it was.
Next, he sat down on the seat, and I straddled his lap.
“Careful,” he soothed, rubbing my back as I slowly lowered myself onto his erection. “I don’t want you to hurt yourself. “ He kissed down the side of my neck and held me close to him.
“I love you,” I said, once he was fully inside of me.
“I love you too.” His eyes lowered again, and he kissed me for a moment. “Are you ready?”
I nodded. “Yes. I want you, Blake. I want you now.”
“Gosh, Ritchie you get me so hot,” he murmured, kissing me again as he began his rhythm in and out of me.
I moaned into his kisses, and our tongues played as we continued to make love.
As I neared my climax, I began to thrust down onto him harder and faster until neither of us could hold back any longer. It felt so incredible to have him without a condom! I wanted more and more.
We both practically screamed the other’s name was we came together.
We held each other close, as we struggled to regain our breathing.
Finally, Blake slipped out of me before laying me down onto my back, and licking my stomach clean with his tongue.
I moaned, and then did the same to him, with him being the one lying on the seat.
We kissed for a moment more, and then we quickly sat up and got redressed.
“Do you think the limo driver heard us?” I asked.
Blake grinned. “He might have. But he can’t and won’t tell. Besides, it kind of turned me on even more knowing that he might have been able to hear us.”
I grinned back. “Me too.”
We continued to grin at each other.
When we arrived at the house, he opened the door for us.
Blake paid and tipped him.
“Did you enjoy the ride?” the driver asked.
I couldn’t tell by his tone if he knew what Blake and I had done. His tone was monotone.
“I know I did!” Blake said with a smile.
“As did I!” I said, smiling as well.
Blake and I said goodbye to him, and then headed into the house with our arms around each other, laughing hysterically.
B*********C
I had finally lived out my fantasy, and it had felt so good to take Chris like that. I already wanted more, only this time, I wanted him inside of me.
As we entered our room, Chris locked the door behind us, and we stripped our clothes off practically faster than we had in the limo even.
We pushed the beds together, and then fell back onto them with Chris on top of me.
“Mm, no stupid condoms,” I murmured.
“Mm, good because I want to feel what it’s like to be inside of you without one,” Chris said,
We both moaned, and he grabbed the lubricant to do a quick but thorough preparation on us both.
Once he had finished, he positioned himself over me, and I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist.
“Are you ready, Blakey?” he asked.
My eyes darkened as they did when I was really in the mood. “Yes. I’m ready for you now, Ritchie. Please,” I said, barely able to wait any longer.
“Mm, you never have to beg,” Chris reminded me. He covered my mouth with his, and then entered me.
I moaned as he slowly made his way inside of me. He seemed to slip in so easily. Gosh he felt so good! I wondered if we should ever bother with condoms again. It sure felt amazing to go without. It’s not like he or I could get pregnant anyway.
He paused for a moment, letting me adjust to now having him all the way inside.
“You don’t have to pause, baby. I am so used to having you inside me. My body welcomes you into mine because I love you so much, “I said as I pulled Chris closer to me. It was corny, but I loved him. I didn’t mind if I sounded corny.
“I love you too, Blake. I love you so much it hurts!” he said.
“Not physically I hope?” I asked with a smile. I knew he didn’t mean physically.
Chris shook his head. “Trust me, the last thing I feel physically with you is pain.”
We both grinned.
“I love you,” Chris said again,
“I love you too,” I whispered. It felt good to finally be able to say it to him now after so long of being afraid to.
As we continued to make love, it was gentler and more romantic than it had been in the limo. In the limo, we needed each other badly, and it was rough and hungry. Now it was gentle and sweet. We just wanted to feel close to each other. We kissed practically the whole time.
We climaxed almost simultaneously together, and cried out the other’s name as we came. This time, we were quieter about it. I guess it would have paid to be quieter in the limo, huh? I guess we were quieter this time because, like I said, it was more romantic.
We held each other for a while, and kissed until we were both able to come back down from our orgasmic high.
After a bit, as Chris rested his head on my chest, I thought about him telling me earlier that he had had a dream too. I was curious as to what it had been about. “Chris, what was it you dreamed the night I had the dream about us in a limo?”
Chris blushed. “You’ll laugh.”
“No I won’t. I promise. What did you dream?” I was really curious now.
Chris hesitated for only a second. “I dreamed you proposed to me. You gave me a black ring like your grandfather’s, and said that you wanted us both to have a black ring so that we would be associated together.”
“Really? What was your answer?” I thought it was sweet.
Chris smiled, and looked up at me. “I said yes.”
I smiled too. “Are you glad you said yes?” I asked. I really wanted to know.
“Yes.” Chris hasn’t even hesitated. “I love you. I know it was just a dream though. Don’t worry.”
I rubbed his back. “Maybe one day. Just right now, we’re both so busy in our lives. I’m happy with you just being my boyfriend.”
Chris nuzzled his face against my shoulder. “Me too.”
I kissed him, and he kissed me back.
I licked my lips. “Don’t forget, we’re still going to move in together after the tour. I don’t have to be married to you to love you with all of my heart, and to never want to be separated from you.”
Chris grinned. “I can live with that. And I’m really looking forward to moving in with you, Blakey. I feel the same way as you do. I never ever want to be separated from you.”
I kissed him again, and then pulled him even closer in my arms before pulling the covers back over us. “You’ll never have to worry about that, Ritchie. I love you, and I’m not going anywhere.” It was a promise.
B*********C
“I love you too,” I said, feeling myself start to drift off to sleep.
I used up the last of my strength to kiss and be kissed by Blake before I fell asleep with my body in his arms, and my head resting on his chest. I could definitely see myself as Christopher Michael Lewis. Like Blake said, maybe one day.
*The End*
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