Sinners | By : MystikIvanow Category: Reality TV > American Idol/Pop Idol Views: 1012 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Pairing: Chris/Ace Taylor+Elliot
Sinners
Feels like liquid fire...whenever you look at me.
Do they know how just your look make my body burn?
I think they have no idea.
As I think they have no idea how your touch make me squirm.
God…I’m such a fag.
But I don’t fucking care. I can be a fag. Your fag.
As long as you keep touching me like this.
I remember with such strength how everything began. The day of my elimination. I was sad, yes. I was frustrated, yes. But that farewell party…was the best of my life.
I could see you were sad for me. And I knew, even though you wouldn’t admit, that it was your idea to give that party. In our little castle. Our little house. The finalist’s house.
I even imagine the scene: you, with everyone after the show, telling about this idea. Taylor, for sure, would be the first to jump in. He is the hyperactive party-man after all. The girls would be already planning the food and the drinks. Elliot would smile in that shy way of his and just say to everyone not to abuse.
I arrived later that day, because I felt like walking after the show. It’s not like I would leave immediately, anyway, just in the morning. I was surprised. But what surprised me more was your powerful hug, whispering in my ear that you would miss me.
Did you felt the shiver in my body? That’s why you smiled knowingly and gave me a beer? Thinking about that now, I can see how you had me in your hands since the first day we met.
I never liked men before. Not in this way. But you, Chris Daughtry, it’s not every man, right? The night was passing, I was getting more and more drunk, and a little less sad. And you…
Damn you for being such a tease! Showing off your athletic body, with just a jeans and, God help me, nothing more. Your t-shirt lost somewhere in the middle of the party, after your fourth beer.
Not that the others were in a better state, for sure. I think I will never see Elliot so outgoing and friendly with Taylor like that anymore. Guess I was not the only one with a secret…
But that’s not the point. The point is that in that day, we first kissed. And man, you can kiss! I never got that turned on from just a kiss. Do you have any idea how hard I came, when I was alone in my hotel room, jerking off?
Again, I’m such a fag. But them…the way you kissed me…you have no idea how frustrated I was thinking that I would see you just in the finals.
Because I always thought you would win. That news took me by surprise. You…ending on fourth? Shocking.
When I saw you entering in that hotel room with your stuff, I knew my mouth was hanging open. Then you smiled sadly at me and said, oh and I remembered that very well:
"At least…they put me here with you, right?"
The next moments were a blur. I hugged you. I kissed you. You hissed in my ear when I bite your neck. You pinned me down on the mattress. Clothes fled everywhere and them…oh god, my body grows excited just remembering our first time.
Your passion, your kisses, your movements inside me, your moans, your growls. But what excited me more it was your eyes. Your look craving me, your look burning with heat, your look…touching my body with more strength than your hands.
No matter how many times we had sex, that first one will be forever on my mind.
Oh yeah…we screwed each other so many, many times after that. Like a couple of horny teenagers.
Sometimes my conscience decides to appear and I think about your wife. Really…Deanna is so sweet and she considers me like a new brother-in-law she won. If only she knew, I bet that she wouldn’t be that sweet.
I try to stop, really. And I see that you try to stop as well. But I think that, now, is already off from our hands. It’s like a drug, you know?
I know you think this way to. You are married, a thing like this could do more damage to you, than me. But doing this American Idol tour, sharing the same hotel room, it’s too hard to resist. One bed is never used. For what, I wonder? As soon as we are alone, you practically rip off my clothes. I like to think that this wild, sexy, Chris it’s just for me. Not even your wife saw you in this state of desire.
And when you ask to do something new. Man, you really know my weakness, don’t you? My favorite one was when you asked me if you could chain me by the bed. I still try to imagine where did you arrange those handcuffs?
I think that the whole floor heard my screams. I could really believe that those look of our fellows the next morning were an 'I know your secret' look. But I saw the smile you had in your face the rest of the day…and that worthed every second.
Our fellows never had a clue. Your wife never had a clue. Nobody ever had a clue. And we go on, committing this delicious sin…
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"What are you thinking so much Ace?" , asked Chris, hugging him from behind, the naked bodies entangled in the silver sheets.
"Nothing important.", answered sighing from that heat.
"Well, if it’s nothing important…would you like to take a shower? We have time before go to rehearsal."
"Sure." , Ace turned his face and kissed the man on the lips "I’m always jumping to the opportunity in seeing you naked and wet."
"Pervert."
"Look who’s talking."
Chris grinned and got up, walking on the nude to the bathroom. Ace sighed and looked the ceiling before get up as well.
‘Yeah…we go on…on this delicious sin.’
THE END
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