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Desire and Revenge	By : AbiDanielle Category: Reality TV > American Idol/Pop Idol Views: 2093 -:- 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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Chapter Four

David pulled into his driveway, glancing in his rearview mirror to make sure that Cook was still following him and nearly squealing with glee when he saw that he was. It was a dream, come true. He finally had his Cook back and now that he did, he was not going to let anyone have him, especially not that girl. He still had to figure out what he was going to do about Emily but he could think on that later. After all, he had a few days of the house all to himself. He was just glad he’d been able to convince Emily to go away for a bit. He really needed the time away from her he figured. It was better that they get some space. After all, they weren’t married yet and if he could figure out something, they wouldn’t ever take that step. Emily was not the one he truly loved. The one he truly loved was his precious Cook. He’d only been with Emily because he’d thought that he would never see his Cook again but he had been wrong.

Trying to keep himself from squealing with glee still, David parked his car and got out. He stood on the step, waiting for Cook to do the same and when he finally did, David grabbed the older man’s hand and pulled him toward the house. He was anxious to get started. He needed to feel Cook inside of him and he needed to feel him now. It had been so long since he’d had the release. David had tried to get intimate with another man but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He missed Cook too badly. While he was able to get intimate with a female, he sensed that Emily could tell he was never fully into it whenever they made love and so they didn’t do that kind of thing that often.

“Whoa!” Cook cried when David grasped his hand and rushed off toward the house, pulling him up the stairs and through the door in a matter of seconds. He didn’t complain though, especially not when David shut the door and slammed him up against it. Their lips met again and Cook’s arms found their way around David’s waist as he deepened the kiss, begging David to open his mouth so that he could slip his tongue inside. He was happy when David obliged and Cook let his tongue enter his lover’s mouth, moaning at the feel of David’s tongue on his own.

David grabbed a hold of Cook’s jacket and began walking backwards, pulling him with him, never once breaking the kiss the two were bonded in, their tongues wrestling with one another as the two of them battled for control of devouring the other’s mouth. He continued to lead Cook on up the stairs and toward the bedroom he shared with Emily. At the moment, David didn’t care what kind of mess he made on the bed with Cook. Emily would be gone for a while. By the time she came home, they could have done it several times and changed the bedding. So, it really didn’t bother him.

Cook kicked the door shut behind them as they entered David’s room, still not daring to break the kiss. He continued to walk forwards, forcing his lover to keep walking back until he could push him down on the bed. It was then and only then that Cook parted lips with David’s. The two of them were already breathing heavily. He kissed him again and ran his hands up the front side of David’s shirt. David moaned and his hands flew into Cook’s newly short hair.

“Mmmm, do you want me baby?” Cook moaned against David’s stomach. He’d lifted the younger man’s shirt up just slightly so he could lick and nip at David’s navel. David groaned.

“You know I do David. Quit fucking around already and just take me!” David cried in a voice that suggested the lust that already lingered in his body. Cook was stunned. He’d never heard such a foul word issue itself from David’s mouth. Than again, the last time he’d seen the boy, he was just that still, a boy. He was a man now and he probably did a lot of things that Cook would find surprising.

“Damn David,” Cook said. “When did you grow up?” David just gave him a small smile and pulled him in for another kiss. Cook smiled at him and began to caress David’s neck with tender kisses. He reached his hands down to the hem of David’s shirt and pulled it up over his head. David moaned as Cook proceeded to trail soft kisses down the younger man’s chest, caressing his navel with his tongue.

“David…” David moaned in a soft voice that was obviously drenched with the lust and longing he was feeling. It had been so long since the two of them had been in this position and David was crying out to feel him inside of him. He couldn’t wait to feel his Cook. He needed him, needed him bad. It was something he’d been dreaming of for the longest time. Now they he was finally going to get again, he really didn’t want to waste any time fooling around. He just wanted to get down to business and get Cook’s cock deep inside of him.

Trying to help matters along, David leaned up and began to pull at Cook’s belt, making quick work of the buckle, bulling the garment from the older man’s pants and tossing it to the floor to join his shirt. He didn’t stop there though. He proceeded to make quick work of the button and zipper on Cook’s pants, yanking them down with both hands. He froze though as he felt Cook’s teeth graze his stomach as his mouth trailed down to make work at David’s own pants. He gasped at the feel of the older man’s teeth grazing the soft skin nestled around his navel, throwing his head back momentarily. His body was already shaking with the desire that was burning through it. Regaining himself, he yanked Cook’s pants down the rest of the way and Cook broke away from him long enough to step out of them. He smirked and pulled the shirt up over Cook’s head, tossing it to the floor with the other discarded clothing.

“David…” Cook spoke this time in a soft voice as David ran his hands down his chest, taking in every crevice and curve of the body in front of him. Cook still had his boxers on but David would make sure that that didn’t last long. In the next instant, he pulled the older man’s boxers down, revealing his already throbbing erection. David ran his hand gently down the shaft of the throbbing pink cock in front of him. It was so beautiful to him, something he hadn’t seen in four years and he was finally gazing upon it once more.

Before David knew what was happening, Cook had removed both his pants and his boxers and laid him back down on the bed. Cook climbed on top of David, straddling him, bringing their lips together once more as he ground their naked cocks together. David moaned loudly with a strong feeling of pleasure soaring through his body. This was what he’d been itching for, for so long. If Cook didn’t hurry up and enter him, David was sure he would lose it prematurely.

“Take me, take me now Cook!” he cried out, his voice muffled against the many kisses that were falling onto his lips. Cook grinned at him.

“Do you have any lubricant?” he asked between kisses. David looked at him for a moment and frowned.

“Baby, who cares, just fuck me already!” David commanded. Cook raised his eyebrows in surprise and David knew he hadn’t been expecting that. In the past, David had never let Cook fuck him without preparing him first; he just didn’t think he’d be able to sit through it that way. It was too much for him back then. But David wasn’t seventeen or eighteen years old anymore. He was twenty-two and he was ready to take things a step up. “Yes, you heard me right. Now do it!” he ordered.

Cook’s eyes were so dark with lust that he didn’t argue. Pressing his lips hard to David’s he placed his throbbing cock at the younger man’s entrance and plunged into him without giving David a chance to protest or attempt to change his mind. David cried out, a couple of tears leaking from his eyes. It had been so longer since he’d felt Cook inside him and he needed time to really adjust to him. Cook was happy to oblige as he sat with his cock plunged deep inside his lover, waiting for David’s muscles to contract and relax, adjusting to the huge member that was resting deep inside him.

“Damn baby! You’re so fucking tight!” Cook cried out. He waited a moment more and when he was sure that David had adjusted accordingly he began his rhythm inside him. He pushed in and out in nice even strokes, going slow at first, trying to regain his power and command at the act. It had been just as long for him as it had been for David.

“Faster! Come on Cook, you can do better than that!” David moaned and Cook decided to give him what he wanted. Smirking, he began thrusting harder, faster, and deeper, making sure to pound right into his prostate just a few thrusts later. David cried out in pleasure as the two of them continued to make love on the bed that he shared with his fiancée Emily.

“Oh damn David, you got me close already!” Cook groaned out in pleasure. He let off a loud moan a second later, which was met with David’s own as the two of them came together on the bed, Cook filling David with his orgasm and David spraying his all over Cook’s chest. Cook collapsed on top of him, breathing heavily. He kissed him gently, not really knowing what to else to do.

David ran his hands absentmindedly through Cook’s hair as he wrapped one arm around his lover. Cook shifted so that he was lying on his side next to David and wrapped his own arm around him, pulling him close. The two of them shared a few moments just kissing and enjoying being in the other’s arms. It was a very romantic moment for the two of them. It was something both had been dreaming of for the pass four years.

“I love you David,” Cook whispered into David’s ear when the two of them had finally broken the heated kiss. David smiled and continued running one hand through Cook’s hair, as he looked deep into his eyes.

“I love you too,” he replied in a soft voice. David buried his face into Cook’s neck and Cook pulled him closer still, resting his chin atop the young man’s head as the two of them just laid there in each other’s arms, savoring every moment of being together again.

Before he knew what was happening, David’s eyes began drifting shut and he fell into what would be the best sleep he’d had since the day he found out that Cook had disappeared and no one could find any trace of what had happened to him. David remembered that day as though it had only been yesterday. It had torn him apart to hear someone tell him that.

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“Yeah, that sounds about right, let’s go with that arrangement than,” Jason said, pointing to some notes on a piece of paper that was sitting on the table in front of him. He had his guitar slung over his shoulder and he was referring to the setup for a song he and Ramiele were to be performing at the Idol finale the next week. He looked up to see David who had just entered the room and immediately pulled the guitar off and set it down on a nearby couch. Ramiele caught David’s eye and gave him a small smile before nodding to Jason and leaving the room.

“What’s going on?” David asked. He’d been called to come to the studio to rehearse. The people who were setting up the finale for Idol season eight had told him practically at the last minute that they wanted him to perform in the show. He hadn’t originally been booked to be a part of the finale but that had all changed in an instant and he had no clue why. None of the producers would let him know anything.

“Sit down David,” Jason spoke in a quiet voice. David gave him a confused look but the eighteen year old took a seat on the couch anyway. Jason sat down beside him, resting his hands on his legs. For a moment, the older man just stared at the floor and then he turned to David, his eyes full of sympathy but he still didn’t say anything more.

“Jason, what is it? What’s going on? Why do the producers want me to perform all of the sudden? I don’t get it,” David said, throwing his hands up in aggravation. The twenty-two year old man next to him simply looked at him for a moment.

“David, something’s happened,” he said finally and David cocked his head to the side. He had no idea what Jason was talking about or what was going on, not in the least. A worried look crossed his face as he realized that whatever Jason was about to tell him, it couldn’t be anything good. He hoped to God that he was wrong but a large part of him doubted it. “Something’s happened to David Cook,” Jason went on.

David found his eyes widening. Horror struck him in one swift wave. Something had happened to his precious Cook? But how could that be? He had just been with him two days ago at the café. The two of them had been talking and laughing together, just spending some much deserved quality time together. When he thought about it though, he remembered something that had struck him as odd. Cook had neither called him, nor returned his calls at all since he’d left the café. That wasn’t like his boyfriend. The reality of the situation hit David hard then and he was glad that Jason had told him to sit down. A large lump was beginning to form in his throat and his face paled. He tried to swallow the lump but it was to no avail.

“This can’t be happening,” he said in a voice that was straining itself from letting the tears wash into it. As a result, his voice sounded cracked and broken. He stared at the floor for a moment before turning back to Jason, the fear and pain reflected in his eyes. “He’s not dead is he?” he asked Jason.

“We don’t know David,” Jason said in a gentle voice. He placed one hand atop the younger man’s in a comforting manner, trying to console the eighteen year old. “He disappeared two days ago, sometime after you two had your date at that café. He was due to show up here for a rehearsal about an hour after you were due for that meeting you told me about. He never showed up. Everybody tried to call him but he never answered. He never returned any of the calls either. There’s no evidence of what happened at that café so we don’t know if he disappeared from there or not.”

“What about his car?” David managed to ask. If someone took him, surely his car would have been found in the lot. Jason shook his head.

“His car was missing when the cops went to investigate. The owner of the café recalled seeing you leave and then seeing him leave not long after but he didn’t see anything else. He simply figured Cook had just gotten into his car and left.”

At these words, David’s heart sank anymore. His love was missing and there wasn’t a single trace anywhere of what had happened to him. He felt that he was going to fall apart. He somehow knew now why he had been called in. They needed someone to sing in Cook’s place and seeing as David had been runner-up to David Cook, he seemed to be the obvious choice.

“I’m to take his spot in the show,” he said quietly, not really speaking to anyone but himself. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see Jason nodding his head, confirming his suspicions. Without another word, David dropped his head into his hands, finally allowing the tears to fall freely as the truth settled in. Jason put a comforting arm around his shoulders and just let the younger man cry. It had been the worst moment of David’s life since he’d started his Idol journey more than a year earlier.

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David blinked his eyes a few times as they fluttered open and he turned his head to look at the man next to him as if checking to make sure he was really there. Sure enough, Cook laid beside him, still asleep, one arm wrapped tightly around David. A single solitary tear escaped David’s eye as he realized that this wasn’t a dream. His Cook was back and he was really there. After four years of being missing, his Cook was finally home. David didn’t think he’d ever been happier.

Turning his head, he looked over on the nightstand on his side of the bed and his eyes narrowed in confusion. A high school yearbook sat there and David wondered how it had gotten there. He couldn’t remember taking it out and putting it there and then he thought of Emily. He realized then that he was on her side of the bed while Cook was on his. Reaching out his free hand, he took hold of the yearbook and pulled it onto the bed, trying desperately not to wake Cook as he moved.

He stared down at the yearbook for a moment and cocked an eyebrow. It was one of his. Why had Emily been looking through one of David’s yearbooks? He figured he would ask her about it when she came home in a few days. Right now, that didn’t matter. Glancing at Cook again to make sure he was still sleeping, David carefully opened the yearbook and began flipping through the pages. It was the yearbook from the year he had been on Idol. He realized that as soon as he found his own teenaged face looking back at him from several pages, one of which proclaimed a congratulations to him for coming in runner-up on American Idol.

He smiled lightly as he continued to flip through the pages of the book but the smile was short lived as not too many pages later, his eyes fell on the picture of a girl who had been in his class. They narrowed and he frowned as he looked at her. He remembered her well, now that he was looking at her picture. “Ami Kelley,” he whispered as he frowned even more at her. If ever there was a girl to have an obsession with him, it was Ami. Quickly, he flipped through the book until he found the class pictures and he scanned through until he found hers. Written underneath, where there was a bit of information about each of the students, were the words:

AMBITION:
To marry David Archuleta

David mentally smacked himself in the forehead. Why had he never noticed that before? He didn’t know but figured that it must have something to do with the fact that he’d never really taken the time to actually look through the yearbook before. He’d been so busy, he’d never really been able to enjoy it. Now that he was getting that chance, a million things were hitting him at once. Memories of Ami and her obsession flashed through his mind, thoughts of relief that Idol had given him the opportunity to get away from her, things like that. But the one thought that stuck out more than any other was the nagging feeling that she was the girl, she was the one who had abducted Cook.
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